*Wyatt's Point of View*

"Oh my God," Chris yelled from up stairs.

"I think he found your gift," I said chuckling, "That or he is having a really good dream."

Mark didn't say anything, but he did start to blush. I never got Mark. He was always so quiet, but when Chris got hurt when some demons attacked the whole house started to shake and the demons yelled before being struck by lightning.

I was about to say something else, but Aunt Phoebe walked into the kitchen with Uncle Coop. Uncle Coop was my favorite of my two uncles. I heard foot steps running on the floor. I guess Mark did too because he quickly pushed Aunt Phoebe and Uncle Coop out of the way before Chris glomped him.

"Thank you," Chris said hugging Mark harder, "Thank you so much."

"Hunny, I need to breathe," Mark said softly.

"Oh," Chris said pulling back slightly, "I'm sorry, I'm just really happy."

"It's alright, but please try not to squeeze me to death every time I get you something," Mark said kissing Chris on the lips to stop him from giving the innocent look.

"What did you get Chris, Mark?" Uncle Coop asked confused.

"Hunny, why don't you go get her?" Mark asked brushing some hair out of Chris's eyes.

"Okay," Chris said running out of the room like a kid in a candy store.

"Wow," Uncle Coop said shaking his head.

"What is it Mr. Coop?" Mark asked before going back to cooking lunch for today.

"One, how many more times am I going to have to tell you to just call me Coop, and two, it amazes even me how much you two are in love," Uncle Coop said smirking.

"Oh," Mark said blushing, "Will you two be staying for lunch?"

"Yes, and Piper, Leo, Henry, and Paige told me to tell you that they're coming too," Aunt Phoebe said walking to Mark and opening her mouth.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Phoebe, but I just added some raw meat so I can't feed you any, but there are some leftovers from dinner last night in the fridge. I was going to have Mr. Wyatt orb them to your house when he finished with the paper," Mark said sadly.

"This is what Mark got me," Chris said running down stairs holding the cutest puppy ever.

"Oh my god," Phoebe said running to Chris and petting the dog.

"Have you decided what to name her yet hunny?" Mark asked not looking up from the stew.

"Ya, I decided to name her Bubbles," Chris said grinning.

"Wait, as in Bubbles from the Powerpuff girls?" Mark asked dropping the spoon he was holding.

"I thought you'd like it," Chris said softly.

"I do like it hunny," Mark said continuing to cook.

"Then why haven't you looked at me?" Chris said in a pleading voice.

Mark looked up only to have us see tears running down his face. He quickly threw the spoon down and ran out of the room barely missing Mom and Dad as they orbed in. The door slammed as Mark left the house. Everyone was shocked and Chris handed the dog to me and ran after Mark. The door slammed again as Chris followed.

"Did we come at a bad time?" Dad asked confused.

"I don't know, Mark was fine at first but then he started to cry. Chris is going after him though so he should be fine," I said thinking about why Mark would cry.