A/N: Okay people, here it is. I pray to god (A.K.A. Marilyn Manson)
that it does as good as Welcome, to the worst day of my life. But, you know
what they say, the sequel never does as good as the original. But, I'm
gonna try.
Now, a lot of the same kind of shit is gonna happen before I get down to the point, but I'll try to make it livable. The summary for this story will always be changing as it goes on. On with the sequel!
Chris sat in a chair, starring at his hands. The Charmed Ones sat on the couch across from him, starring at their newfound nephew and son. Piper had explained what she had seen to her sisters and their shock matched hers. What was there to say? No one could think of anything. There had been silence for about 15 minutes, and it was about time someone said something.
"So, if you didn't want anyone to know anything, then why let Piper see all that?" Paige spoke up.
Chris didn't bother to take his eyes off his hands. "She wasn't supposed to see all that she did. It was supposed to stop around..." he thought for a moment. "Wyatt killing Ken. I just wanted her to see that Wyatt was evil and that you guys need to let me do what needs to be done to stop that from happening." He had obviously been thinking about what he was going to say.
"Oh." Paige responded.
"Where exactly did it stop? I zoned out a little before the middle. I lived it once, no need to live it again." Chris said, giving a dry laugh at the end.
"Well, you and Bianca got away and you were in some dirt room and you said that you were going to kill Wyatt, and Bianca convinced you not to." Piper responded.
Chris smiled at that memory and got an evil light in his eye. No one wanted to know.
"What happened to everyone?" Phoebe asked.
The light left his eyes and Chris sighed. "I really don't know. I'm sure Peyden and Arix died. Little Prue..." he paused, remembering his baby cousin. "I never saw her again."
"Oh my."
There was another silence, and Chris decided that this was just to uncomfortable to stick around. He got up and the girls watched his every movement.
"Well, I'm sure I have some demon to go kill. I'll just, leave you all to your thoughts." He began to walk over to the stairs and go to the Book of Shadows to look up something that deserved to die today.
"Wait!" Piper called and ran up to him. Chris turned to face her.
"Piper, everyone is uncomfortable. It would be better if I just left."
"No, we're all just shocked. You know, no one expected for me to having another baby anytime soon, especially with Leo."
"Well then, find me another dad or just don't have me, your not pregnant yet. Anything, as long as I can leave."
"No! No, no, no, no, no!" Piper quickly said, not believing that her son would say that. "We just need time to, ya know, absorb it all."
"You can do that easier if I'm not here." Piper couldn't deny that. "Okay. I'll come back in a little bit." With that, Chris orbed away. Piper walked back over to the couch and sat next to Phoebe.
"This is very unexpected." Paige said.
"Tell me about it." Piper sighed. "So, what do we do?"
"Make Chris not feel like we hate him?" Phoebe suggested.
"How were we making him feel like we hate him?" Phoebe just looked at her eldest sister. "Okay."
"I wonder what happens to my kid." Paige said out of no where.
"Paige! Do you really want to know how your child died!?"
"Yeah. I also wonder how we died."
"I would rather not know." Phoebe responded.
Paige shrugged. It was interesting to her. She wasn't fascinated with death or anything, but it would be nice to know how you died a head of time, then you could help prevent it.
"How are me and Leo supposed to get together?"
"The old fashioned way. Tell him that if you two don't sleep together then your future son will die. Who, by the way, is watching TV in the living room as we speak." Paige said.
"I don't see how that will work. Then we would both be uncomfortable. And it would be forced. These things can't be forced."
"Personally, I like a future where people sleeping together is the only thing that will save lives. OW!" Paige yelled as her sister pinched her in the arm.
"Paige! That is disgusting!" Phoebe told her.
"Oh, you were thinking it to."
Piper sighed. "Should I make dinner?"
"Yeah. And I'll take care of Wyatt." Phoebe said getting up.
"He's not crying." As soon as Piper said that, Wyatt's cries could be heard.
"He needs to be changed. Being an empath can be very useful." Phoebe went up the stairs and Piper went into the kitchen.
Dinner was eaten in mostly silence, everyone thinking whatever they wanted to. No one could deny that this was a hard thing to take in, and Piper's story was very haunting. If it was terrible just to listen to or see, then they couldn't even imagine what it would be like to live it. And here they all yelled at him and didn't trust him. They may not have known, but the way they treated him was still not necessary.
Phoebe kept thinking about how when she was the goddess of love, she hit on her own nephew! Piper thought about how she had told Chris that she never wanted to see him again. Paige really wasn't that mean to him. Her mind kept wondering to what happened to her own children. How did she die? She would have to force Chris into telling her, because that was just eating away at her mind.
The three decided to turn in early. Sleep made time go by faster, and they all had their questions that they would force their nephew to answer.
The next morning, Piper was happy to wake up in her bed. She went downstairs and started on breakfast. Paige came down next, still in her pajamas with bed head and a very tired look. Phoebe then came, dressed and everything. She wasn't exactly awake, but she looked it.
"Got a new temp job, Paige?" Piper asked her sister.
"No, they haven't called yet. And I'm glad, Chris is gonna answer my question." The first part she mumbled, but the last bit was said with more force.
"Don't get your hopes up." Phoebe said. "I have to go to work. She you all later." With that, the middle sister left.
Wyatt sat in his high chair, banging his food around. Piper went over and instructed him on the right way to eat.
The two decided that after a few hours of Chris not showing that they would go to P3 and see if he was there. Paige was awake by now and was able to orb them there. She went straight into Piper's office, or Chris's room. They were both shocked to find that he was still sleeping, the blanket thrown onto the ground and his feet hanging off the end of the bed which was way to small for him. He still wore the cloths he had yesterday and all of his other cloths lay dirty on the floor.
"He is not taking good care of this place." Piper said angrily.
"Chris," Paige said softly into his ear. He did not move. "Chris!" she yelled and he shot up, hitting his head on his aunt's hard enough for him to lay back down, his hands over his head.
"Paige, what are you doing?" he asked, his voice muffled by his hands.
"Why are you still asleep at 12:30? We thought that you always got up at 5:00 AM to go kill things." Piper asked.
"I do, but today I wanted to sleep. I was out until 5:00." Chris got over his bump on the head and sat up. Paige sat next to him, rubbing her forehead.
"That explains the pajamas." She said.
"Where do you get your cloths?" his mother asked.
"Um...I'd rather not say."
"You don't steel them do you?" he didn't respond. "Chris." Her voice was very strict on that.
Chris remembered that tone of voice. That was the 'answer me or die' voice.
"Kinda." He said sheepishly.
"How can you 'kinda' steal something?" Piper said, her voice rising.
"Piper!" Paige snapped. The eldest sister caught that she was treating him almost like a child and became silent. Chris gave a small laugh. Good old Aunt Paige sticking up for her nephew.
"I have a question." Paige said out of no where. Oh no. "What about my kid?"
A/N: Okay! First chapter, boring, yes. But hey, it's got to happen. Don't worry. I'll get to the good shit soon enough. REVIEW!!!! The reviews keep me going. Should I continue with this sequel? You might not want to answer that right away, what with the nothing happened in this chapter.
Now, a lot of the same kind of shit is gonna happen before I get down to the point, but I'll try to make it livable. The summary for this story will always be changing as it goes on. On with the sequel!
Chris sat in a chair, starring at his hands. The Charmed Ones sat on the couch across from him, starring at their newfound nephew and son. Piper had explained what she had seen to her sisters and their shock matched hers. What was there to say? No one could think of anything. There had been silence for about 15 minutes, and it was about time someone said something.
"So, if you didn't want anyone to know anything, then why let Piper see all that?" Paige spoke up.
Chris didn't bother to take his eyes off his hands. "She wasn't supposed to see all that she did. It was supposed to stop around..." he thought for a moment. "Wyatt killing Ken. I just wanted her to see that Wyatt was evil and that you guys need to let me do what needs to be done to stop that from happening." He had obviously been thinking about what he was going to say.
"Oh." Paige responded.
"Where exactly did it stop? I zoned out a little before the middle. I lived it once, no need to live it again." Chris said, giving a dry laugh at the end.
"Well, you and Bianca got away and you were in some dirt room and you said that you were going to kill Wyatt, and Bianca convinced you not to." Piper responded.
Chris smiled at that memory and got an evil light in his eye. No one wanted to know.
"What happened to everyone?" Phoebe asked.
The light left his eyes and Chris sighed. "I really don't know. I'm sure Peyden and Arix died. Little Prue..." he paused, remembering his baby cousin. "I never saw her again."
"Oh my."
There was another silence, and Chris decided that this was just to uncomfortable to stick around. He got up and the girls watched his every movement.
"Well, I'm sure I have some demon to go kill. I'll just, leave you all to your thoughts." He began to walk over to the stairs and go to the Book of Shadows to look up something that deserved to die today.
"Wait!" Piper called and ran up to him. Chris turned to face her.
"Piper, everyone is uncomfortable. It would be better if I just left."
"No, we're all just shocked. You know, no one expected for me to having another baby anytime soon, especially with Leo."
"Well then, find me another dad or just don't have me, your not pregnant yet. Anything, as long as I can leave."
"No! No, no, no, no, no!" Piper quickly said, not believing that her son would say that. "We just need time to, ya know, absorb it all."
"You can do that easier if I'm not here." Piper couldn't deny that. "Okay. I'll come back in a little bit." With that, Chris orbed away. Piper walked back over to the couch and sat next to Phoebe.
"This is very unexpected." Paige said.
"Tell me about it." Piper sighed. "So, what do we do?"
"Make Chris not feel like we hate him?" Phoebe suggested.
"How were we making him feel like we hate him?" Phoebe just looked at her eldest sister. "Okay."
"I wonder what happens to my kid." Paige said out of no where.
"Paige! Do you really want to know how your child died!?"
"Yeah. I also wonder how we died."
"I would rather not know." Phoebe responded.
Paige shrugged. It was interesting to her. She wasn't fascinated with death or anything, but it would be nice to know how you died a head of time, then you could help prevent it.
"How are me and Leo supposed to get together?"
"The old fashioned way. Tell him that if you two don't sleep together then your future son will die. Who, by the way, is watching TV in the living room as we speak." Paige said.
"I don't see how that will work. Then we would both be uncomfortable. And it would be forced. These things can't be forced."
"Personally, I like a future where people sleeping together is the only thing that will save lives. OW!" Paige yelled as her sister pinched her in the arm.
"Paige! That is disgusting!" Phoebe told her.
"Oh, you were thinking it to."
Piper sighed. "Should I make dinner?"
"Yeah. And I'll take care of Wyatt." Phoebe said getting up.
"He's not crying." As soon as Piper said that, Wyatt's cries could be heard.
"He needs to be changed. Being an empath can be very useful." Phoebe went up the stairs and Piper went into the kitchen.
Dinner was eaten in mostly silence, everyone thinking whatever they wanted to. No one could deny that this was a hard thing to take in, and Piper's story was very haunting. If it was terrible just to listen to or see, then they couldn't even imagine what it would be like to live it. And here they all yelled at him and didn't trust him. They may not have known, but the way they treated him was still not necessary.
Phoebe kept thinking about how when she was the goddess of love, she hit on her own nephew! Piper thought about how she had told Chris that she never wanted to see him again. Paige really wasn't that mean to him. Her mind kept wondering to what happened to her own children. How did she die? She would have to force Chris into telling her, because that was just eating away at her mind.
The three decided to turn in early. Sleep made time go by faster, and they all had their questions that they would force their nephew to answer.
The next morning, Piper was happy to wake up in her bed. She went downstairs and started on breakfast. Paige came down next, still in her pajamas with bed head and a very tired look. Phoebe then came, dressed and everything. She wasn't exactly awake, but she looked it.
"Got a new temp job, Paige?" Piper asked her sister.
"No, they haven't called yet. And I'm glad, Chris is gonna answer my question." The first part she mumbled, but the last bit was said with more force.
"Don't get your hopes up." Phoebe said. "I have to go to work. She you all later." With that, the middle sister left.
Wyatt sat in his high chair, banging his food around. Piper went over and instructed him on the right way to eat.
The two decided that after a few hours of Chris not showing that they would go to P3 and see if he was there. Paige was awake by now and was able to orb them there. She went straight into Piper's office, or Chris's room. They were both shocked to find that he was still sleeping, the blanket thrown onto the ground and his feet hanging off the end of the bed which was way to small for him. He still wore the cloths he had yesterday and all of his other cloths lay dirty on the floor.
"He is not taking good care of this place." Piper said angrily.
"Chris," Paige said softly into his ear. He did not move. "Chris!" she yelled and he shot up, hitting his head on his aunt's hard enough for him to lay back down, his hands over his head.
"Paige, what are you doing?" he asked, his voice muffled by his hands.
"Why are you still asleep at 12:30? We thought that you always got up at 5:00 AM to go kill things." Piper asked.
"I do, but today I wanted to sleep. I was out until 5:00." Chris got over his bump on the head and sat up. Paige sat next to him, rubbing her forehead.
"That explains the pajamas." She said.
"Where do you get your cloths?" his mother asked.
"Um...I'd rather not say."
"You don't steel them do you?" he didn't respond. "Chris." Her voice was very strict on that.
Chris remembered that tone of voice. That was the 'answer me or die' voice.
"Kinda." He said sheepishly.
"How can you 'kinda' steal something?" Piper said, her voice rising.
"Piper!" Paige snapped. The eldest sister caught that she was treating him almost like a child and became silent. Chris gave a small laugh. Good old Aunt Paige sticking up for her nephew.
"I have a question." Paige said out of no where. Oh no. "What about my kid?"
A/N: Okay! First chapter, boring, yes. But hey, it's got to happen. Don't worry. I'll get to the good shit soon enough. REVIEW!!!! The reviews keep me going. Should I continue with this sequel? You might not want to answer that right away, what with the nothing happened in this chapter.