Everything was dark in the Halliwell Major. This old house has only four members: Piper Halliwell, Leo Wyatt, Wyatt Matthew Halliwell and Christopher Perry Halliwell. Everybody was sleeping peacefully except the youngest boy. Only one hour and Chris would be 19 years old. But now he is tossing and turning in his bed.
"He is standing on the platform. There are people everywhere and they are doing their every days work. The platform is dark, because the old neon-tube lighting doesn't make much light. Moreover the weather outside is cloudy. He is leaning against an old column. The next metro would arrive soon. He sees a young woman near the arriving metro's platform. She is close the end of the platform. Too close. Than he sees something on the track. A hand is reaching for the girl. It hasn't got skin and little finger. It catches the girl's ankle who is looking down surprised, but she can't see anything and something is dragging her onto the tracks. The metro is coming fast. She is screaming as she fell down. Chris is orbing without thinking. He arrives next to the girl. The metro is too close, he hasn't got time to orb out. He concentrates his power into his left arm, he reaches out and stopped the metro with his telechinesis. He made a huge bash but he didn't care. He huge grabs the girl and jump up from the tracks onto the platform. The metro continues his way. The girl is starring at him with wide eyes.
"How did you do that? You were astonishingly fast!" she asked. She is starring at him with warm brown eyes. Chris tries to think, but he hasn't got good excuses.
"But I was standing next to you!" he lied. The girl shook her head. Her dark, straight hair fall into her face. "Same colour as mine."He thought. Somebody called the ambulance. They started to check up the girl.
"What is Your name?" she asked.
"It doesn't matter." Everything went black.
He fretfully turned on his other side as the light shone under his eyelids. Suddenly he fell onto the floor. The floor was unusually cold. His eyes dropped open. He stared his surroundings with wide eyes. It wasn't his room. It was dark, and there were lot of cleaner things around him. There wasn't bed, only a table. In the wall there was a little window from where the light shone. Soft noises came from outside. He looked down on himself. He was wearing a worn jean and a black shirt and white trainers. Usually he doesn't wear this for sleep! "Like in my dream. But where the hell I am?" he softly opened the door. He gasped for air. He was in the metro station. He quickly closed the door.
"Everything is ready?" Piper asked from his husband, he nodded. "than go, Wyatt! You know you brother never gets up in time, and don't forget what we discussed!
"Yes, Ma'am!" replied the blond grinning. He orbed in front of Chris' room and he entered without knocking.
"Chris, you again…" he stared with wide eyes at his brother's empty bed. Chris couldn't leave his bed like this. He always makes his bed up. "It can't be again!" He ran out of the room.
"Mom! Dad!" they saw their son's pale face and they knew something is wrong.
"What happened?" the paling Piper asked.
"Chris is gone!" stammered Wyatt.
"He could get up early, and maybe he left." Leo said. Piper shook her head.
"He? Early? Saturday? In his own birthday?" she shook her head again. She turned to Wyatt. "Can you sense him?" the boy closed his eyes, than he opened them.
"no…" but suddenly white and blue light filled the room and Chris appeared in front of them.
"Clam down! I am here! I heard you calling me." He said quickly. Piper hugged her youngest.
"We were worried! Where were you? You know that in our family this always makes lot of heart attach." Said Leo with relief. Chris looked down shyly.
"I know. It wasn't deliberate." He stammered. He stopped a little than he continued "I woke up in the metro station." he run through his fingers in his hair. He saw the paling faces around him. He decided he won't mention his dream. Piper pulled away from him and she looked at him searching wounds and injures. She was asking without stopping.
"How did you get there? Were they demons? Are you okay? Are you hurt?
"Mom…" he began annoyed, but he was stopped by his mother.
"Your hand is bleeding."
"What?" he looked down at his hands. His left had a long and deep cut, which was bleeding heavily. He thought he stopped the metro with this hand, when he saved the girl. In his dream. He should mention this? Wyatt stepped forward and he checked the injure.
"It's deep." He said, then he reached out his hand and with a golden light he healed it.
"Thanks." Chris said. Than he began his story. "I dreamed about the metro station…" he suddenly he realized that he didn't remember his dream. Everybody was waiting and staring at him with concern. He continued. "I don't remember about what, but I think I orbed there unawares because of this. It's not demonic! Everything is okay!" he ended it smiling.
"Are you sure?" Leo asked. The boy nodded.
"I think I should have a shower." Chris said and he made his way upstairs. The other three shared a look grinning.
"Chris, you left there something!" The boy stopped. "Did I bring something with me?" he asked himself. He went down again. As he entered the kitchen, Wyatt covered his eyes with a clothe.
"Hey!" Chris shouted. He tried to put of the clothe, but his brother caught his hands. "It isn't fair!" the brunette boy said. He tried to orb but it didn't work. His annoyance was growing. They lead him out of the room. He promised some unhappy thing to his brother, than they stopped him. They put the clothe off and he saw his mother in front of him with a present in her hand.
"Happy birthday!!!" they shouted.
"I would swear that you forget it!" Piper laughed. He laughed too.
"Yeh, you won!" he sat down onto the couch. Piper gave him the present. While he was opening the box, the blond boy patted his shoulder.
"The guy, who knows everything about the world, forgets his own birthday! Hmmm…I can't find the logic in this." Chris glared at him.
"You forget, that I'm a better fighter than you!"
"You forget, that I'm the Twice blessed!" everybody laughed. Chris turned back to his present. It was a book. It seemed to be old. He couldn't find title on it. He opened it. In the first page there was a text written by golden ink.
"When the hope has already died,
Among the lines you would find your way out." But as he slipped the page he only could find empty pages.
"Reach your hand above it!" Leo helped. Chris did as he said.
"Ask something!" the boy didn't think a lot.
"How can I preach to my dear brother?" Wyatt glared at him. The pages began to glow and the lines were filled up, with golden letters. Chris quickly slipped trough the book.
"Wow, I can use it for everything!" he said. He tightly hugged all of them. Suddenly he pulled away and asked.
"Personal gain?"
"The book only shows your unknown ideas. It's not dangerous." Wyatt replied. Chris smiled at them gratefully. Piper jumped up.
"Let's have a breakfast! We have got lot to do! The others come in the evening and we have to make everything ready! Wyatt please, reserve your brother today!"
"Okay, Ma'am!" he said grinning. "Where do you wanna go lil' bro?
"Change my clothes!" and he orbed away.