0kay, for starters a disclaimer, I'm sad to say I do not own charmed or any of its characters
now to set the scene a bit:
This story is set kind of mid season 6, before anyone knows Chris' true identity but they do know his part witch(though not to many details).
Chris started awake slightly; something was wrong! He sat up and glanced around his current living quarters, the back room of p3. He must have dosed of he decided to himself. Glancing up at the clock that hung from the wall, the time read 3am.
'wow 2 hours sleep' he thought to himself, it was definitely an improvement!
However, he suddenly remembered what had awoken him and with that thought in mind he orbed into the manor's kitchen. Nothing seemed overly wrong from the looks of things, he glanced upwards towards the attic and a gut feeling suggested he needed to check it out. He paced silently up the stairs, worried he would wake some one. Having reached the attic door he was automatically on the defence. He turned the handle slowly and pushed the door away from him so that it creaked open. The light was on and he was sure he could feel a present previously in the room but shook the feeling off, convincing himself that it had probably being one of the sisters earlier . He walked over to the book, running his hand over the front and smiled slightly. His fingers graced the triquatra that stood proudly on the front.
"Bit late for demon research, isn't it?" a tired voice asked from the doorway. Chris jumped slightly, stumbling backwards over his own feet before raising his hands defensively.
"Careful, its only me…" the voice said, raising their hands to show no harm intended. Chris starred at Leo slightly suprised.
"What are you doing up here, its late?" Leo quizzed, though a lot gentler than Chris had anticipated.
For a moment Chris considered lying but finally decided against it,
"…I had this feeling..." He began.
When Leo looked at him sceptically he suddenly regretted the honesty and wished he had lied after all.
"It doesn't matter, I shouldn't be here," he began, preparing to orb off.
"You were following your instincts," Leo justified "…there's nothing wrong with that."
Now Chris looked sceptically, Leo was acting slightly weird, something was different about him but he couldn't place it.
"Shouldn't you be asleep?" Leo asked.
Chris frowned slightly, surely he could make that decision for himself and since when did Leo care?
"I have things to do!?" Chris stated simply yet with a hint of unsure ness.
Leo eyed him curiously, and Chris' actions reacted against him as he looked down submissively, which didn't go unnoticed by Leo.
He looked at the young whitelighter, he had a very pale complexion and dark rings circled his eyes, he really did need to sleep.
"Get some rest Chris," Leo suggested, waiting expectantly for him to argue.
Chris took one last glance around before nodding as though he didn't really want to agree with what he was being told. With a slight look of confusion he disappeared in orbs.
Leo smiled slightly before morphing back to his true identity.
The new figure stood casually browsing through the book before sensing something wrong, similarly to how Chris had previously. He disappeared to the scene of the issue.
Chris was sprawled across his bed fidgeting and muttering in his sleep.
"...please, don't..." he whispered in fear and the man just wanted to step forward and comfort him.
He walked hesitantly towards the restless figure, laying a hand gently on his upper arm and watched how the muttering and fidgeting fizzled out. Chris' eyes began to open unsurely, still in an obvious dazed state.
" Go back to sleep…" the voice instructed "…you look like you need it!" he added quietly.
Chris nodded mutely in agreement, rolling over and drifting into sleep.
"Goodnight Chris" he said about to orb away again.
"Goodnight Wyatt!" Chris responded in his sleep.
Wyatt turned suprised and looked at him, smiled then orbed away.