I don't own Charmed just borrowing the characters for a while.
Chris had spent the entire day drinking trying to drown his sorrows, he'd screwed up again and this time it could cost him his chance to stop Wyatt turning evil. Piper had caught him letting a demon into Wyatt's nursery and kicked him out of the manor, now on the anniversary of his wife's premature death he had no place to stay. Hell he'd probably lost his job at the small magic store where he'd been working to pay his way in the past because he didn't call in sick or otherwise this morning.
He'd spent all day alternating between drinking in demonic bars and vanquishing random demons whose lairs he stumbled blindly drunk into. He'd lost count how many arrows, athames, punches, kicks, energy and fireballs that had narrowly missed him but it all worked to build his credit with the demonic hierarchy and also added to the targets already on the young lad's back.
His eyes fluttered open and he took in his surroundings he was laid on a leather couch in a living room with cardboard boxes piled against one wall. Each box had a bit of paper taped to it and from the one closest to him Chris saw it was a list of contents.
"Jamie your stray's awake" called a male voice with an American accent that seemed nearby but Chris couldn't see where.
"Daniel that's rude" Jamie replied in a sweet British accent as she approached from the kitchen with a plastic party cup of water. Jamie was 5 ft slender athletic build and was still wearing her blue scrubs from work but had lost her crocs when she'd gotten in.
She knelt down in front of Chris placing the cup on a small coffee table and something about her shoulder length spiky auburn hair, almond shaped emerald green eyes, prominent cheekbones, rosy lips and pale skin seemed familiar to him.
"You feel up to telling us who you are, I'm sure someone is going out their mind with worry at the moment" she said softly.
"Chris Perry and there's no one who'd notice that I was missing" he replied Piper's words ringing in his ears once more.
"Are you sure you're charges won't notice" she asked. After all the only reason she'd brought him back to her flat after finding him in the bus stop of the East Surrey Hospital after work instead of taking him to the ED was because she sensed he was a white-lighter.
"No they don't want to see me again I betrayed their trust one too many times" he winced at his hoarse throat.
"Here have a drink of water" she said handing him the cup "sorry our proper glasses are packed" she said nodding at the boxes.
"Jamie honestly we've got to be out of here first thing tomorrow, we can't leave him for the new occupants" Daniel barked stepping out from behind a pile of boxes.
Chris successfully smothered his reaction when he took in the 6 ft 6 slender figure of Daniel Naylor dressed in jeans and a red scrub t-shirt and realised why Jamie looked so familiar, they were his future in laws.
"A word outside" Jamie spat at her husband pointing at the front door to the landing, her anger levels off the chart.
As soon as he heard the door shut Chris tapped into his power to orb, it took a little longer than normal for him to find it. Jamie opened the door just in time to see the young boy who'd been heavily beaten disappear in a million blue and white orbs.
"Well that solves everything" Daniel commented.
Jamie punched him in the stomach "I hope he's gone somewhere safe".
Chris re-materialised on the bridge praying that the empath blocking potion had worked on Jamie, the strongest telepath he knew.
He leant against the support pillar and closed his eyes he felt completely worn out, the rain which was beating down heavily on San Francisco mingled with the tears that seeing Jamie had caused. If Eliza was a foot shorter and had cut her waist length hair the pair could've been mistaken for identical twins rather than mother and daughter.
Chris was so wrapped up in his self pity he failed to sense the dark-lighter shimmer in, failed to see him summon his bow and take aim and failed to hear the menacing laugh. The first Chris noticed of the threat was the pain that exploded as the arrow pierced his chest, he opened his eyes in enough time to see the tail end of the demon's black orbs.
Chris' overriding thought was that alone on top of the Golden Gate bridge in the pouring rain was not the way he wanted to die. He must have subconsciously looked for the source of his powers and tapped into his orbing power because the next thing he realised he was consumed by blue and white orbs as he disappeared from his favourite spot.
He re-materialised in front of the cot which his currently innocent older brother slept oblivious to what Chris was trying to save him from. Piper had moved him out of her closet and into Phoebe's old room when Phoebe had bought her own apartment in town. Still Phoebe often slept at the manor just on a sofa bed in the lounge these days, usually when Chris had annoyed Piper.
Chris reached out, his hand gripping the side of the cot for support as the room swarm before his eyes. He used his spare hand to pull the arrow out of his chest suppressing a scream at the same time, he didn't want to wake Wyatt up and arouse Piper's attention. He tossed the deadly weapon at the open door getting it as far away from his brother as possible. His sweaty palm slid and he collapsed smashing his head on the corner of Wyatt's cot on the way.
The charmed one's who'd gathered for a girls night in stared frozen at the baby monitor "did something just go bump" Paige asked.
The manor was old and probably had thousands of ghosts attached to it but they knew that bumps in the night were never good.
"I'll go the little angel's probably sleep orbing toys again" Piper said trying to reassure herself as she stood up. Her bare feet barely made a sound on the centuries old wooden stairs as she hurried upstairs to check on her little treasure.
"Surely that couldn't have made such a racket" she said noticing an object laid in the hall when she reached the top of the stairs. When she saw that this was no toy of Wyatt's but a darklighter's arrow covered in blood her heart sped up.
She knew she had to get rid of it seeing as the house was occupied by 2 white-lighters so she blew it up before continuing into her son's room. After 6 years battling demons and the death of her eldest sister nothing could have prepared her for what greeted her.
Chris was laid on his side by Wyatt's cot his clothes torn, covered in cuts and bruises, blood was just beginning to pool underneath him, enclosed in his fisted left hand was the locket he'd given Eliza on her 19th birthday.
As much as Piper would be happy to see the neurotic white-lighter from the future out of their lives the mother in her took over, he was still someone's son maybe even someone's brother.
She grabbed a towel that had been discarded on the floor by Paige and knelt by the teenager, rolling him onto his back she applied pressure to his chest wound. "L-E-O" she yelled quietly lifting her head to the ceiling hoping that her ex husband would respond.
She turned her attention back to keep even pressure on the wound trying to slow the bleeding, a couple of long seconds later she heard the familiar jingle that accompanied a white-lighter orbing.
"Blessed … oh god" Leo's peaceful almost meditative elder greeting was cut short when he saw the scene before him. He quickly rushed to the side of his ex wife who moved the towel away so he could heal him.
"Dark-lighter" Piper whispered to his inquiring look.
Leo struggled to find enough love to activate his healing powers but the look of distress on Piper's face aided him. Finally after a tense pause his hands glowed golden and the wound on Chris chest began to close. Moments later the wound was healed and Leo's hands dropped to his side yet Chris hadn't regained consciousness.
"Why isn't he waking up Leo what's wrong" Piper said glancing at the ashen face of her former white-lighter.
"There's a poison raging through his bloodstream that wasn't caused by the arrow. I can't heal it for some reason but I might know someone who can. But first we could really do with getting him somewhere more comfortable than the nursery floor".
"You can put him in my room, Paige's is a little crowded with her art stuff" Piper said standing up.
Leo nodded scooping up the poor lad who looked like he'd gotten into a hell of a lot of trouble since he last saw him and carried him through to Piper's room. Leo gently laid Chris on the side of the bed nearest the window where he used to sleep.
"I'll be back as soon as I can" he said before disappearing into blue and white orbs like he'd done a thousand times.
Leo reappeared in the kitchen of a small flat on Heston Road in England and immediately sensed to see if anyone was home and he discovered only Jamie was in. He stepped out of the tiny room into the lounge and saw the 29 year old doctor sitting on the couch turning a plastic cup round in her hands. He coughed announcing his presence so he wouldn't give her a heart attack.
"Long time no see what brings you to my neck of the woods, Kyle's great and no I treat him exactly the same as I did you".
He rolled his eyes next to the charmed ones Doctor Jamie Naylor was one of his most challenging and favourite charges.
"Where's Daniel" Leo asked moving to sit next to her, Daniel, Jamie's American husband had a British white-lighter assigned to him.
"No idea we had a fight, he stormed out don't worry he'll come crawling back and then we get make up sex" she said almost pleased.
"Jamie you remember me telling you about the Halliwell's" he said as way of beginning knowing her temper rivalled Piper's.
"Let me think America's answer to the Driscoll's didn't you marry their matriarch against orders and have that uber powerful son" Jamie teased in her easy going manner which was a good sign for Leo.
"Thought you would, well their new white-lighter's got himself into some sort of trouble and is suffering from a poison I can't heal".
"Give me a second and I'll leave a note for Daniel" she said grabbing the notepad and pen from a nearby box and scribbling on it.
'Leo dropped in. The new mentor to the charmed one's has got himself into trouble, I'm going to see if I can help. I've got my mobile on me and if you can't reach me on that you can either summon Kyle or try calling the manor'.
She got up and grabbing her oversized leather physician's bag moving to Leo's side she put her left hand on his right shoulder and he put his right hand on her left shoulder. For some reason she insisted on orbing this way, probably because it was less personal than holding hands or maybe because she was British and not overly touchy feely.
The pair reappeared in the hall outside Pipers room and immediately jumped apart "he's in here" Leo said stepping inside.
Jamie froze in the doorway when she saw the figure laid panting on the bed "he said no one cared about him" she muttered.
Unfortunately for her Piper heard her "what did you just say" her voice betraying her rising level of frustration.
"He said nobody cared about him or would notice he was missing" she repeated.
Piper looked at Chris feeling her heart wrench "how do you know this, how do you know him" she said getting angrier by the moment.
"I found him outside work on my way home laid in the bus stop, I sensed he was magical so knew that I couldn't take him to the ED where I work. My husband reluctantly helped me get him into my car for the four minute car drive back home. He came round while I was in the kitchen and Daniel wasn't particularly kind in telling me. I asked him who he was and if anyone would miss him you know the answer already. I stepped outside to have a go at Dan for being rude as I opened the door I saw him orbing out".
Leo gave her a strained smile.
"So you've never met him before today" Piper accused in her foul mood.
"No but he seemed to recognise us somehow. I got the sense he was worried he'd let something slip but I think he must have taken a physic blocking potion because I couldn't read his thoughts or get a proper read on his emotions".