"Chris! CHRIS! Where the hell did he go now! Usually he's hovering over us 24/7, whining about demons. Now, when we DO need him, he's nowhere to be found! Dammit. LEO!"
As the bluish orbs descend, Piper taps her foot impatiently.
"Piper? What-"
"Where's Chris?"
"Huh?"
"Where's Chris? Don't you keep tabs on him or something? Where is he?" Piper demands.
"Yeah, we've been calling him for like, hours and, nothing. He's not answering to us," pipes in Paige.
"Can you maybe find him?" asks Pheobe.
"Yeah. I'll get him alright. He wants to stay, he refuses other charges, and then he doesn't even come when you guys call him? I think another chat's in order. Maybe I can even get him sent back for this..."
Leo begins to orb out when Piper grabs his orbs. "Oh no you don't! You tell us where he is, we'll get him ourselves! I wanna give him a piece of my mind! You can talk to him later! Right now, it's OUR turn!" Piper declares angrily.
"He's at the club," sighs Leo, losing in the glare off.
"Great," Piper says, "Let's go." She gestures for Pheobe and Paige to follow.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Pheobe tentatively asks, "I mean, he could have a reason."
"What reason could he possibly have that's good enough to ignore his charges? What if we were in trouble?!" Piper declares angrily as she slams the car door.
"Well, but-"
"No, Pheobe. Piper's right, there's no excuse," Paige announces as they open the door to the club.
"Well, okay, but-"
"CHRIS! WHAT THE-" Piper cuts herself off as they open the office door.
On the bed sits Chris, clutching his knees to his chest, shaking with silent sobs. When Piper opens the door, he looks up, eyes red, bewildered.