DISCLAIMER: To all the people out there that thought I owned charmed. You are wrong. I don't and I will say it just once, so deal with it.!
Summary: Chris and Victor's relationship after Spin City. What if Chris slept all the remaining time in his grandfather's house? What else did he tell, the one person he told about Piper's death?
"YOU ARE AWESOME, GRANDPA!"
-"I'd doubt it" He orbed away. He didn't understand why he was crying. He was not the crying type, and he certainly couldn't care less about what Leo had to say. He would never forgive him for what he'd done. Or actually, there was nothing to forgive, cuz he'd never done ANYTHING. He was raised without a father, and he had NONE, the closet thing to a father he ever had were his grandfather and Wyatt. And that is why he had come to save him. To avoid whatever happened to Wyatt that traumatized him so bad, he couldn't handle when his mom died.
But if he didn't care, why was he cryin? God, he hated himself so badly for that. How could he be so vulnerable?
Where to go? His lame excuse for a father was in the Golden Gate bridge, he couldn't go back to the manor, he didn't want to go to P3 either, his mom and aunts could be there. He orbed to the one place he had always run back in the future (or ahead in the future?).
Victor was having dinner in his kitchen when he heard, the not that familiar, yet unmistakable sound of orbing.
He got scared, did something happened to his girls? He run to the living-room, where the noise came from. Only to find Chris, sitting in the couch, with his elbows over his knees and his hands covering his eyes.
-"Chris? Is everything ok?"
-"Can I stay here for a few hours, grandpa?" He asked, as he raised his head and looked at him. Victor could see he had been crying.
-"Is everything ok? Did something happened to the girls?" He asked worried.
-"They are fine, everybody is fine. I am sorry, this was a bad idea" he started orbing out
-"WAIT. Of course you can stay...don't go" He knew there was a reason for his upset grandson to come to him.
-"Thanks" muttered Chris sitting again in the couch.
-"Is there something you wanted to talk about?"
-"No, not really"
-"Ok" He knew Chris would start to talk when he was ready.
And apparently, he was ready pretty soon.
-"Leo just found out he is my dad"
-"And what, did he take it wrongly, did he said something bad?? I am going to kill that son of a bitch!"
Chris laughed at his grandfather's outburst. It was nice to feel he cared.
-"No, he didn't. He actually took it very nicely"
-"So?"
Chris told him all that happened.
-"So he was never there for you? He was there for everybody else but you?"
-"yes! But I don't care, he is not my dad, he didn't earn the right to be my dad. You and Wyatt were more my father than he ever was."
-" And you don't care?"
-"NO!"
-"That is why you are crying, right? Chris, is ok to care, he is your father and he has been an asshole to you. You have all the right to be pissed, and you have all the right to care! That is what makes you a great person!"
-"But I hate him!"
-"No, you don't, you love him, and you want him to love you back"
At that point the phone rang. Victor was ignoring it, listening to his grandson.
-"Don't worry about it, they'll leave a message"
-"No grandpa. Pick it up, it's mom! Tell her I am ok"
Victor went to the phone, and sure enough, it was Piper.
-"Hey honey... No, he is here.... Yes, he is fine... no, he is going to stay here for a while... I don't know how long, maybe he will spend the night here.. don't worry, honey, he'll be back in the manor as soon as he is ready... I love you too, honey, bye"
Victor walked back to the living room saying
-"She said your father" When he said that word, Chris looked angry at him "Leo" he corrected himself "Sensed you here and asked her to call me. How did you know it was her?"
-"cuz she was calling me, telling me that if I didn't answer the goddamn phone, they were all going to orb here"
-"Ahh" said Victor, pretending to understand a lot more about magic than he did.
-"Well, it was very considerate of them to give you the choice, instead of orbing right here. Knowing my daughters, that probably was Leo's idea"
-"Yeah, cuz he probably doesn't want to have to deal with seeing me"
-"Yes, Chris, that is probably it. That is why he went to your mother, to tell her where you were and asked her to call us, right? Cuz he definitely doesn't care"
-"He is not here!"
-"He is giving you your space, cuz you want it. I bet you that if you call him, he'll be here on the spot. Why don't you try?"
-"No"
-"Cuz you know its true. You can't really blame the guy for what he haven't done, yet. You know?"
-"But.. he hurt me" and the hurt me part was so low that it was almost impossible to hear.
-"I know he did, kiddo. I am not asking you to forgive him right now. Come here, I have an idea.. why don't you come and have dinner with your AWESOME grandpa. And we can talk about meaningless stuff. And then we can watch, some TV. Do you want to sleep here tonite?"
-"Yeap. That sounds great"
-"Here, let me show you the guest room."
-"I know the guest room, grandpa" He smiled. "I slept in that room for years"
-"Did you?"
Chris draw a smile full of memories.
-"Will you tell me some day?"
-"Some day, when we are not suppose to have a meaningless conversation?"
-"sounds like a plan!"
The night went fast, talking about random stuff. Victor got amazed of how easily conversation flowed between them. Piper had complain more than once, that Chris was quiet and hard to approach. But Victor got to see a side of Chris that no one saw. With him, he laughed, he talked, he even cried.
They didn't talk about Leo anymore that night. Victor was sure there will be a lot of more opportunities, and right now the poor boy needed to relax.
Before they knew it, it was 12 am.
-"Ok, I guess I am going to take a shower and go to bed. You don't mind if I take a shower, do you?"
-"Of course not. My house is your house, and for what you said earlier, its probably pretty literal"
The next morning Victor woke up really early. He was shocked, but the idea of having his grandson at home made him exited and happy. He wanted to spoil the little boy. He made pancakes for breakfast. Which, of course, automatically woke up Chris.
-"HMMM... I smell pancakes.. what's the occasion grandpa?"
-"My youngest grandson is here!" he said with a big smile.
-"No.. really, grandpa.. you don't make pancakes, unless there is something special!"
-"Well, I am telling you what's special. My grandson is here!"
Chris smiled widely.
-"Gee. Thanks, grandpa.. really!" He started eating like any 22 year old boy would eat.
- "SO...I was thinking...where are you sleeping this these?"
-"Well it depends.. sometimes I stay at P3, sometimes I sleep on the couch in the manor. But now mom is staying at magic school. So, I guess that would be awkward. I don't know.. it depends on the day"
-"Chris.. would you like to sleep here? I mean, apparently you already know the house and the bedroom, and I would love to have you here. You can orb in and out whenever you want. I don't know, if you don't want is fine. Just know that whenever you need a bedroom, here I have a spare one."
-"Really grandpa?? I would love to stay here, with you... like in the old times."
-"Yeah.. so old times"
They both smiled.