The Characters and charmed is not mine. I just wanted to pass time during this very long holiday. PS. This story is very much inspired by those stories I have liked and loved (please go to my profiles and see my followed stories and such) So if you see any resemblance of anyway It was because of their influence, and for that thank you so much for the fun stories. I hope this story entertain you.. Just maybe a kind of sad... a little...
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Chapter 1: Leo
"Why the long face dad?" Leo's face lit up in confusion. He looked back and saw Chris.
"Chris?" Leo whispered in disbelief. He blinked twice and trice..
"And... I'm still here!" Chris exclaimed "Come on dad you're acting as if I'm some kind of a ghost or something.."
Leo stared at him for a moment. He is almost 22 now, the same age as the death of the "other Chris". The more he looked at him.. The more he felt guilty..
"He died in my arms..." Leo thought. "My son that I failed to protect.."
"You know dad.." Chris spoke as he poured himself some water "Sometimes I think I get that habit from you.." Leo looked at him questionably.
"I mean.."He continued as he slightly leaned on the kitchen top "You got this habit of being hard on yourself waaay too much... Stop blaming yourself dad"
"What do you mean son?" Leo still looking confused but he can't shaken this feeling of guilt and failure. Somehow this conversation is familiar.
"That kind of look dad.. Like you've let me down or something.. You may not know but sometimes I feel like you think you owe me something big time.. Not that I don't use it sometimes for you to side me... Which is wrong.. yes very wrong I get it! I would never - " Leo can't help but give him a light smile. Chris has this gift. Whenever anything is too serious for him to handle.. He always find a way to make a laugh out of it.
"What I mean dad.. is thank you..." Leo's eyes widened. Tears welled up in his eyes as Chris put the glass down, placed is hand on his father's shoulders and walked towards the door.
"I've had a good life dad.. way good life.. It's time to let me off your shoulders for once.. you've got the rest of the family to carry now.." with that Chris walked out the kitchen.
It took minutes until Leo took what happened in. Then tears began to roll in his eyes. Chris is telling him everything he needs to know right now.. Today.. He needs to know he was forgiven.. What he needs to do.. Leo sunk his face in the counter.. until he sat on floor and continued to cry.. crying silently as much as he can so that no one can hear him do so. He will be weak now.. This is the time he would grieve.. because tomorrow the family is going to need the strong and calm Leo. The empty Halliwell Manor is the only witness of Leo's heavy sobbing as Chris' words replayed in his head.. The only words that would bring him back to sanity.. The words that reminded him who he was and what it is he had to do...
"... It's time to let me off your shoulders for once.. you've got the rest of the family to carry now..".
"... It's time to let me off your shoulders for once.." Leo whispered
"... the rest of the family.." he repeated these words endlessly.. again and again until it was embedded in his soul..
It was the thing he had to do. He had to- once again- let Chris go because Chris is now leaving the rest of the family in his shoulders.. because today the great Christopher Halliwell had died - once again.
