Several crashes echoed through the halls of the Halliwell manor, strings of curses followed the crashes, each one directed at the same person.
"CHRIS PERRY! HOW DARE YOU LET A DEMON INTO THIS HOUSE LET ALONE ANYWHERE NEAR MY SON?"
Piper yelled, her hands flying up and blowing up a photo frame several feet from Chris's head. He ducked and opened his mouth to explain himself, only to be cut off by Piper's outraged cries.
"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH WYATT MEANS TO ALL OF US? HOW MUCH WE CARE? YOU'VE PROBABLY NEVER CARED ABOUT ANYONE IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFE!"
A cold feeling of dread filled Chris's stomach as each one of Piper's words sent a blow to his body. He never cared? That was a low blow… even coming towards him.
"Never say that again." He whispered in a low voice, obvious rage seeping into his words.
Piper hadn't been expecting that, she'd expected a lame excuse or something. But there was something in his voice. Anger, pain…guilt? But Chris wasn't finished yet; he continued to lash out, forgetting all about consequences.
"Never say I never cared Piper. Your precious little son killed everyone and everything that mattered to me. Everything I cared about is long dead. NEVER! Say I never cared!"
Piper was stunned to say the least. But Wyatt's gurgling brought her back to reality.
"Cut the crap Chris! You brought a demon into this house! You let it into my son's nursery!"
"To scan him for evil! I needed to see if anything had been attempting to get at him. I had everything under control!"
"BULL!" Piper fumed a mirror shattering beside her. Before the pieces hit the ground, they froze in mid air. Phoebe looked around and turned back to her sister.
"Piper?"
"Wasn't me!" she protested, eyes flashing as she turned her body to face Chris.
"What did you do?" she hissed.
"NOTHING!" he defended.
A soft voice filled the air and sparkles floated down from the ceiling.
"Actually Piper he's correct. That was I."
All eyes turned to the Angel of Destiny, happily standing beside Chris.
"I have a proposition for you. Well, for Mr…Perry here mostly, but I'm sure you would benefit from it also."
Leo narrowed his eyes to Chris, almost accusing him of calling the Angel of Destiny.
Piper huffed and clenched her jaw.
"You have a proposition for this…this…son of a bit-"
The Angel of Destiny smiled as he cut her off, "Calling him that would not be wise Piper. You never know what poor woman you are insulting."
Chris's eyes widened and ice settled into his stomach. The Angel of Destiny knew? He almost slapped himself after that thought- of course the Angel of Destiny knew. He knew everything there was to know.
Piper closed her mouth and glared at him.
"What would this proposition be?" she ground out.
Destiny turned his head towards Chris and held up a hand.
"It has come to my attention that you are in great need of assistance here. Finding the demon that turns Wyatt is harder than you imagine is it not?"
Chris opened and closed his mouth for a moment before nodding his head slowly. He was still trying to process everything.
Destiny smiled and lowered his hand.
"Well this is where I can help. As Destiny, I have many gifts. One of my gifts is that I can restore things to the world when I see fit. You are in great need of help and I know just the person to deliver it."
Paige flicked her eyes towards Chris; he looked just as confused as the rest of them.
"What exactly do you mean?" Phoebe queried.
"I mean Phoebe, that desperate times call for desperate measures. There is only one person that Chris would trust to help him and they are…less than capable of doing so at the current time."
"Less then capable?" Piper asked.
Something clicked in Leo's head and his eyes widened.
"Dead."
"Precisely." Destiny replied with the same, calm smile
As soon as these pieces were laid upon the table, Chris fit them together.
"No." he said slowly. "No.No.No.No.No! You can't do that!"
Leo nodded his head.
"Resurrection goes against every rule in the Book! It messes with time and space. The dead are meant to stay dead!"
"Unless it calls for desperate measures. Everything has an allowance Leo." The Angel continued calmly.
The sisters watched in confusion. Resurrection? They could actually do that?
Leo's face darkened in fury, "This will have consequences!"
"It is destiny Leo." The Angel said calmly, "There is no consequence to Destiny except the consequences that are destined to be."
Leo crossed his arms and fell silent. All eyes once again fell on the now pale-faced witchlighter.
"Who?" he croaked out, almost dreading the answer.
"You know who Christopher. Your best friend."
Chris lowered his head and Phoebe nearly fell backwards into the sofa with the rush of emotions she felt. She hadn't gotten a hit like that off Chris in…ever.
"Why?" Chris spat, his eyes stinging as he tried to fight back memories of… that day.
"Only they harbour enough power to help you. Only they can come back without many consequences. You need this help Christopher… but you can refuse it."
Chris weighed the options in his mind. He'd wanted to see her so much since the incident. Longed for her to be alive and well again.
But if he still struggled when she was here and didn't find the demon…
But Destiny was right. He needed help.
"Done." Chris croaked.
Destiny nodded slowly and turned to the sister's and Leo.
"Stand back."
They obeyed, each unsure of what to expect.
Destiny held up his hands and began to chant something in a language not even Leo recognized.
Chris stood beside them, his face pale and his eyes filled with fear.
"Chris? What's the matter? Who's your best friend?"
Phoebe asked, still feeling the super hit of emotions. She knew Chris must have taken a blocking potion when the rest of them did, but his emotions must be so strong they were breaking past the potion.
Chris just stared at the spot on the ground.
"Chris? Who is he?" Leo asked firmly.
A cloud of white smoke appeared in the manor, a gust of wind howled through the halls and a body appeared before them, wearing a white cloak. Green eyes framed by long lashes slowly opened and pale fingers gently brushed a strand of black hair away from her face.
"Or her!" Piper said, breaking the silence.