Part 1
A swirl of white and blue orbs appeared in the Manor's living room and began to form a figure. As Chris materialised completely he heard crashes and cursing.
"Look out!" a shout greeted his ears and he looked up to see a black arrow heading straight for his head. Chris's eyes widened and he threw himself to the ground as the arrow flew over him harmlessly.
"Arrow!" he heard another shout and looked up in time to see Paige redirected the black arrow towards a darklighter. The arrow hit the darklighter and it exploded on impact.
Chris stood up slowly with a puzzled expression on his face.
"Where the hell were you?"
Chris turned around and came face to face with a very angry Piper Halliwell.
"What?" he said confused.
His eyes surveyed the room, which was in bad shape. The grandfather clock was smashed again and it looked like someone or something had landed in the middle of the table and hand broken it in half. Scorch marks could be seen all over the floor and broken china and furniture littered the room.
"We called you ages ago...some help you are!" Piper began ranting earning Chris's undivided attention. "We had to fend off half a dozen darklighters and a demon that we have no clue what or who it was!" she continued, glaring at him.
"I...I didn't..." he started but seeing the expression on his face his head dropped and he looked at the ground, "I'm sorry" he mumbled.
"Pfft! Yeah right!" Piper yelled, "Now if you don't mind I'm going to check on MY son and see if he is alright, no thanks to you!" she shouted at him as she walked out the room and stomped upstairs. If she hadn't left so soon she wouldn't have missed the distraught look that found its way onto Chris's face.
"She's just worried about Wyatt," he heard someone say and noticed Paige and Phoebe approach him, "she was actually worried about you when you didn't show up!" Phoebe said softly trying to comfort her future nephew.
"Yeah you know what with the whole gemstones incident we kind of freak out when you don't turn up straight away," Paige piped up, "Are you ok?" she asked, noticing the strange look on Chris's face.
"Huh! Yeah I'm fine!" Chris replied quickly, "I just err you called me?" he asked.
"Yeah honey....why didn't you hear us?" Phoebe replied, noticing the utterly confused expression on his face.
Chris shook his head and sighed heavily, "I...don't think so," he said, trying to remember if he heard them calling him earlier. They must have called him while he was dreaming.
While Chris was trying to think, Phoebe and Paige shared a concerned look and then looked closer at their future nephew. On closer inspection they could see that his normally bright green eyes were now paler in colour and had large dark circles beneath them. His complexion was a lot paler and his hair was more messed up than normal. They also noticed that his clothes seemed looser, had he lost weight? All put together Chris's appearance was haggard and worrying to his aunts.
"Are you sure you're ok?" Paige questioned him again, "You don't look all that good!"
"I'm fine!" Chris replied very quickly, too quickly for the sisters' liking.
Phoebe stepped forward feeling a whole assortment of different emotions from Chris. "Honey, you're not exactly sending out vibes that tell me you're fine!" she said, concern evident in her voice.
"Phoebe, I said I'm fine! So just leave me the hell alone ok?" Chris snapped reminding both Phoebe and Paige of the time Piper was turned into a Furee.
Not giving them any more chances to question him Chris quickly orbed out and back to his room at P3.
"What's all the yelling about?" Piper asked, as she entered the room carrying Wyatt.
"Where'd Chris go?" she added with a hint of venom in her voice, as she noticed that the young witch-whitelighter had vanished.
"He orbed out," Paige said simply.
"Uh huh, and what did you do or say to make him angry?" seeing their faces she rolled her eyes, "Come guys, I could hear him shouted from upstairs!"
"Piper have you noticed that ever since the gemstones incident Chris has been well a little out of it?" Phoebe said, "Have you taken time to look at him lately? He looks terrible! I don't think he's sleeping and from the look of it he may have lost weight as well!"
Piper sighed. she had noticed the changes in Chris's attitude and appearance in the last couple of weeks but hadn't said anything about it because she just figured he needed some time to himself.
"It was a traumatic experience, we've all had them...he'll be ok in time just let him be!" she told her younger sister as she walked into the kitchen. At P3 Chris sat slouched in a chair and was trying to stop his eyes from closing. He thought about what had occurred at the Manor, they had called him and he hadn't heard. What if it had been more serious? What if that's when Wyatt had been turned?
Chris suddenly saw a series of flashes, of events put together. He saw the woman with a lighter shade of brown hair, he saw her choking and then jerk as her neck was snapped and she fell to the ground with wide open but glazed over eyes.
He then saw an energy ball hit the older woman cradling that woman in her arms. He saw her hit the wall and slide bonelessly to the ground in a heap. He then saw a small brown haired boy, place his hands over the woman's wound.
Suddenly he found himself in the boy's place leaning over the prone woman's body, desperately trying to heal when he knew he couldn't. She was dead. He looked at his blood soaked hands...his mother was dead!
Chris gasped as his eyes snapped open and he almost fell out of the chair he was in. He had let his eyes close. He held his head in his hands and shuddered as tears fell down his face. He had been plagued with nightmares for the past couple of weeks and didn't want to fall asleep, for these were not normal nightmares, no these were memories and Chris did not want to relieve such painful memories.
A swirl of white and blue orbs appeared in the Manor's living room and began to form a figure. As Chris materialised completely he heard crashes and cursing.
"Look out!" a shout greeted his ears and he looked up to see a black arrow heading straight for his head. Chris's eyes widened and he threw himself to the ground as the arrow flew over him harmlessly.
"Arrow!" he heard another shout and looked up in time to see Paige redirected the black arrow towards a darklighter. The arrow hit the darklighter and it exploded on impact.
Chris stood up slowly with a puzzled expression on his face.
"Where the hell were you?"
Chris turned around and came face to face with a very angry Piper Halliwell.
"What?" he said confused.
His eyes surveyed the room, which was in bad shape. The grandfather clock was smashed again and it looked like someone or something had landed in the middle of the table and hand broken it in half. Scorch marks could be seen all over the floor and broken china and furniture littered the room.
"We called you ages ago...some help you are!" Piper began ranting earning Chris's undivided attention. "We had to fend off half a dozen darklighters and a demon that we have no clue what or who it was!" she continued, glaring at him.
"I...I didn't..." he started but seeing the expression on his face his head dropped and he looked at the ground, "I'm sorry" he mumbled.
"Pfft! Yeah right!" Piper yelled, "Now if you don't mind I'm going to check on MY son and see if he is alright, no thanks to you!" she shouted at him as she walked out the room and stomped upstairs. If she hadn't left so soon she wouldn't have missed the distraught look that found its way onto Chris's face.
"She's just worried about Wyatt," he heard someone say and noticed Paige and Phoebe approach him, "she was actually worried about you when you didn't show up!" Phoebe said softly trying to comfort her future nephew.
"Yeah you know what with the whole gemstones incident we kind of freak out when you don't turn up straight away," Paige piped up, "Are you ok?" she asked, noticing the strange look on Chris's face.
"Huh! Yeah I'm fine!" Chris replied quickly, "I just err you called me?" he asked.
"Yeah honey....why didn't you hear us?" Phoebe replied, noticing the utterly confused expression on his face.
Chris shook his head and sighed heavily, "I...don't think so," he said, trying to remember if he heard them calling him earlier. They must have called him while he was dreaming.
While Chris was trying to think, Phoebe and Paige shared a concerned look and then looked closer at their future nephew. On closer inspection they could see that his normally bright green eyes were now paler in colour and had large dark circles beneath them. His complexion was a lot paler and his hair was more messed up than normal. They also noticed that his clothes seemed looser, had he lost weight? All put together Chris's appearance was haggard and worrying to his aunts.
"Are you sure you're ok?" Paige questioned him again, "You don't look all that good!"
"I'm fine!" Chris replied very quickly, too quickly for the sisters' liking.
Phoebe stepped forward feeling a whole assortment of different emotions from Chris. "Honey, you're not exactly sending out vibes that tell me you're fine!" she said, concern evident in her voice.
"Phoebe, I said I'm fine! So just leave me the hell alone ok?" Chris snapped reminding both Phoebe and Paige of the time Piper was turned into a Furee.
Not giving them any more chances to question him Chris quickly orbed out and back to his room at P3.
"What's all the yelling about?" Piper asked, as she entered the room carrying Wyatt.
"Where'd Chris go?" she added with a hint of venom in her voice, as she noticed that the young witch-whitelighter had vanished.
"He orbed out," Paige said simply.
"Uh huh, and what did you do or say to make him angry?" seeing their faces she rolled her eyes, "Come guys, I could hear him shouted from upstairs!"
"Piper have you noticed that ever since the gemstones incident Chris has been well a little out of it?" Phoebe said, "Have you taken time to look at him lately? He looks terrible! I don't think he's sleeping and from the look of it he may have lost weight as well!"
Piper sighed. she had noticed the changes in Chris's attitude and appearance in the last couple of weeks but hadn't said anything about it because she just figured he needed some time to himself.
"It was a traumatic experience, we've all had them...he'll be ok in time just let him be!" she told her younger sister as she walked into the kitchen. At P3 Chris sat slouched in a chair and was trying to stop his eyes from closing. He thought about what had occurred at the Manor, they had called him and he hadn't heard. What if it had been more serious? What if that's when Wyatt had been turned?
Chris suddenly saw a series of flashes, of events put together. He saw the woman with a lighter shade of brown hair, he saw her choking and then jerk as her neck was snapped and she fell to the ground with wide open but glazed over eyes.
He then saw an energy ball hit the older woman cradling that woman in her arms. He saw her hit the wall and slide bonelessly to the ground in a heap. He then saw a small brown haired boy, place his hands over the woman's wound.
Suddenly he found himself in the boy's place leaning over the prone woman's body, desperately trying to heal when he knew he couldn't. She was dead. He looked at his blood soaked hands...his mother was dead!
Chris gasped as his eyes snapped open and he almost fell out of the chair he was in. He had let his eyes close. He held his head in his hands and shuddered as tears fell down his face. He had been plagued with nightmares for the past couple of weeks and didn't want to fall asleep, for these were not normal nightmares, no these were memories and Chris did not want to relieve such painful memories.
