Warning: Some swearing in this chapter, so proceed with caution. )

"Bella," Chris whispered, and just like that, all those years Bella spent trying to get over Chris just went down the drain as every single feeling and emotion and memory of him came rushing back, full force.

Chris moved to touch her, but Bella snapped back to reality as she slammed the door right in his face.

"Bella!" Chris called through the door. But Bella stood frozen in shock, still staring at the door separating her and Chris. Bella turned to find refuge in her bedroom, but blue orbs appeared in front of her, blocking her path.

"Bella," Chris said again, gently grabbing onto her arm.

"No," Bella said, pulling her arm out of his grasp. His touch burned on her skin. "No," she repeated.

"I'm sorry," Chris said.

"Damn right, you better be fucking sorry," Bella snapped. Chris flinched at her sudden outburst. She took a deep breath to calm herself. "Chris, just please leave."

"We need to talk," Chris said.

"I think it's a little too late for that, don't you?" Bella replied bitterly, "Like five years too late." She realized tears had begun to form in her eyes.

"Please, Bella," Chris begged.

"Don't make me call Prue," Bella threatened.

"Of course, run to her when things get rough…"

"PRUE!"

In a swirl of pink hearts, Bella's best friend appeared with a worried look.

"Bells, what's wrong?" Her demeanor instantly relaxed when she laid eyes on her older cousin.

"Chris, she isn't ready," Prue said.

"Like hell she isn't," Chris said, his temper getting the better of him. "It's been five years."

"Yeah, five years where I didn't hear a fucking word from you at all. Five years I spent trying to rebuild my life, without you in it. It was your choice, Chris. You could've come to me anytime, and I would've been a hell of a lot more accepting then than I am now," Bella exploded.

"Bells," Prue said softly, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"No, I have to do this," Bella said. "Do you have any idea what I was going through these past years, Chris? For five fucking years, I waited, wondering every single day whether or not I had done the right thing. Whether or not you still loved me. Do you know how much that hurt, Chris, thinking that I had lost everything that ever mattered?"

"Probably just as much as it hurt me, seeing you with my brother for years. Seeing you walking down the aisle, to him," Chris said bitterly, his temper getting the better of him.

"Do you have to bring that up again, Chris? That was five years ago. I apologized for my mistakes; I tried to make things better for it. At least I gave you an explanation," Bella argued.

"Actually, I don't recall you ever giving me a legit reason for not leaving Wyatt that night," Chris replied.

"I told you, I couldn't leave him. I loved him," Bella said.

"But you weren't in love with him. You told me so yourself. So why did you go through with everything if you knew you didn't really love him, Bella?"

"I told you. I was in too deep."

"That's bull and you know it. Just tell me the truth. You owe me that much."

"I don't owe you anything, Christopher," Bella replied darkly.

"Bella," Prue said softly, "I agree with him. I think he deserves the truth."

"He can't handle the truth. Hell, I can still just barely handle the truth," Bella replied, wryly.

"Try me, Bells," Chris said, barely above a whisper.

"You really want to know, Chris?" Bella asked seriously. Chris nodded. "That night you came to me and asked me to leave Wyatt… I had just found out that I was two months pregnant. With Wyatt's twins."

Chris was silent. After what seemed like eternity to Bella, Chris finally replied.

"You were pregnant," he reiterated, in shock. "With Wyatt's twins." Bella nodded, a bit shamefully. "How did you know you were pregnant with twins if you were only two months along?"

"I know this might seem crazy, but I think I had a premonition," Bella replied.

"A premonition? But you're mortal."

"I know, but I know what I had was more than just a dream. It was definitely a premonition."

"But, I'd seen you a couple of times before the wedding, and you didn't seem pregnant at all," Chris argued, still finding it hard to grasp the concept.

"I—I had a miscarriage," Bella said softly, tears flowing at the memory.

"She was only three months along," Prue continued. "She hadn't even told Wyatt yet."

"He never knew he was going to be a father. I never told him. What was the point? It just would have killed him," Bella said tearfully.

"I'm sorry," Chris offered sincerely, "But why didn't you tell me you were pregnant? We would have found a way."

"Because I wanted my children to have a normal family, where they don't have to worry about them getting confused on whether to call you and Wyatt 'Daddy' or 'Uncle,'" Bella said, "But it doesn't matter anymore. That's in the past now. Just like I thought you were."

"I'm sorry, Bella," Chris apologized. "I just needed some time."

"Some time?" Bella almost screeched. "Five years is more than enough time to figure out whatever the hell you needed to figure out."

"It wasn't that simple, Bella," Chris said, exasperated.

"Really, Chris? Would you like to explain what was so complicated about it? Cause to me, it seemed pretty damn easy. Did you want to be with me or did you not? A simple yes or no question. Black and white. No gray."

"You should know by now that nothing's ever that easy, Isabella," Chris said. "I had Wyatt to think about."

"Don't give me that bullshit, Christopher," Bella cried, "Or did he not tell you? He came to see me a year after the Wedding. Told me he forgave me, that he still wanted to be friends because he still cared about me and just wanted to see me happy. Still calls in every once in a while to see how I'm doing. But I've tried to keep my distance because of you. So what bullshit excuse do you have for me now?"

Chris was silent.

"Christopher Perry Halliwell, speechless. Who would've thought the day would ever come," Bella cried sarcastically.

"I think you should leave, Chris," Prue said softly.

Chris nodded, but before orbing away, he looked straight into Bella's tear-filled eyes and said, "I still love you. In case that means anything to you anymore."

With the last trails of Chris's orbs fading away, Bella collapsed into Prue's arms and started weeping, wondering if she had made another mistake.

So here's the first official chapter of Love Moves in Mysterious Ways.

I would like to thank everybody who read and reviewed Lips of an Angel. I would especially like to thank piperspeanut for giving me the idea about why Bella chose Wyatt over Chris that one night. Before that review, I had never really thought about the reason behind her decision, so this is dedicated to you!

Please review and let me know what you think! Did it live up to the Lips of an Angel?