A Charmed Story - Part Eight:
Chris To The Max
Chapter 2

Nicki had brought Steve some sandwiches and orange juice. When he had smiled thankful, she had tried to talk to him again... but again it had end up into a fight. She just wanted to help him, but he wouldn't let her.
Now Steve was alone in his bedroom. Nicki sat in the living room, still crying, when the doorbell rang.
Slowly she rose, drying her tears and went to the door. When she opened it, Tom looked at her with a shy smile. From his eyes she knew that he knew what was going on.
"Can I come in?" he asked.
Nicki nodded. And when she had closed the door behind him, she threw herself to his arms and started to cry again.
Tom sighed, while he hugged her back in a comforting way. He felt so much sorry for her. He knew, Steve was trying to block him all the time but, having never done that before, he wasn't very good in that and... last night. Last night he got a full impact by one of his friends nightmares. It was terrible. And the knowledge, that his friend had really lived that, scared him to death.
"It's ok Nicki..." he whispered leading her back to the sofa, "it's ok..."
"No... it's not," she sobbed. "I don't know what to do... he is just pushing me away, whenever I try to talk to him, whenever I try to help him... I don't know what to do..."
Tom sighed again. He didn't know what to do either. This was all so... If he just could find out who did that to Steve... he would go and kill him with his own hands, but before he would make him suffer with no end... Steve was the best friend he ever had... and now, to see him suffer like that was just hurting him... "I'll talk to him," he finally said, "even if he don't want to." With this words he stood up and went to his room.

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"Hey what do you want from me?" Michael complained when he and Wyatt materialised in the living room of Chris's apartment.
"You're lying!" Wyatt answered dryly and also a little angry, while the other had sat down.
Michael looked at the blonde witch with fear. Suddenly all the things Chris had told him about the evil-Wyatt came back to his mind, making him flinch.
Wyatt rolled his eyes noticing that. "I'm sorry," he said much calmer now, "I just want to know what happened, what really happened... Come on, you can trust me!"
Michael relaxed a little. But he couldn't tell him. He was afraid that... that they would prefer to save Chris instead of his wife.
Wyatt knelt down in front of him, the same second his brothers orbing lights filled the room. "Please Mickey..." he begged, "Whatever happened, you can tell me... Be sure... I'm as interested in bringing her back, than you are... maybe even more."
Michael looked at him frowning, then at Chris who just stood next to them without moving, and then back at Wyatt.
The blonde witch sighed again: "Ask Chris if you don't believe me."
Michael looked at Chris again. His friend nodded and walked over to them to sit down, too.
"He's right... he has a real good reason to care..." Chris said.
"What reason?" his friend asked confused. Why should he be interested in that...
"Future consequences," Chris said before his brother could spoil anything.
So Wyatt just nodded. Then he turned to Chris: "So what's going on here... the truth, please!"
Chris looked at Michael and then he gave the note to his brother.
Wyatt read it frowning. Then he looked up again: "And who is that old friend?"
Chris sighed: "There is only one person who could talk like that and who knows Michael... my evil genetic twin."
Wyatt looked first at Michael, who had turned pale by Chris's words and then at his brother: "Huh?... What?... I thought you already vanquished him?!?!?!"

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Meanwhile, Leo orbed back home, to the lounge, where Bianca and Piper kept waiting for the young men to come back.
"Hey, honey! What's going on up there? Or was it just the everyday routine?" Piper asked as Leo walked smiling towards his little baby and lulled him a little bit.
"Oh... Actually..." What should he do? Was there any point at hiding Cole's real status as a witch anymore? He himself had told Odin... But anyway, perhaps it was better to wait for him to tell them the truth. "Yes!" he smiled. "Nothing interesting in any of the worlds of the world." He tried to sound happy and not worried at all, but Piper and Bianca stared at him unbelievingly, so he added: "Well... And Odin wanted to congratulate me for my granddaughter." He smiled again.
Bianca smiled looking down at her baby, and Piper grinned. "Oh, I didn't know he was so kind, Leo..." she joked.
However, she was worried about something and he could sense it, so Leo just raised his eyes serious and stared at her: "What about here? Is everything alright?"
Piper looked at one side.
"We are not really sure," Bianca answered. "Michael called Chris, he was so desperate... It seems that his wife has been kidnapped, but..." she started to explain.
But Piper took the word: "They only want money, or that is what he said. Nothing demonic..."
"I hope," Bianca concluded, worriedly.
Leo looked at them confused: "Someone kidnapped Angela? And they only want money? But then why did he call Chris? Why didn't he call the police?"
"I guess he was so scared he didn't know what to do. He might have thought that magic could help him..." Piper said emotionally, feeling moved by the poor man's situation.
"Magic can not mess up with normal lives; you know what I mean... That belongs to the police," he said determined.
"Yeah, but he was devastated..."
"Anyway, I'm not sure, Leo... I mean, they have not much money. Who would want that from them?" Bianca said looking worried. "I think there's something else. Actually..." She stops to let Piper go on.
"Yeah..." Piper said. "Wyatt noticed something, he took him somewhere else, and Chris went after them. Their behavior is so weird."
Leo frowned: "So... You think there's something demonic in this? I knew that. We shouldn't have left Chris tell all the secret to an innocent! We have to fight too much on our own, let alone if innocents know the secret. They just are in the middle. They give advantage to the demons..." Leo was nervous about what was happening. Too many people knew their secret now, there was this Kyle too. Not to mention Victor... who was, after all, an innocent.
Piper put a hand on his shoulder and felt how tense he was: "It's ok, Leo... That's not the problem now, and we can't do anything about it. Just try to help him now, and protect those who know our secret, ok? And don't worry about those up there, because I know that's your problem now. You're afraid of what they will say..."
"But, Pi..."
Piper put a finger on his lips: "I know you, honey. I know that's what is lingering in your mind now." Leo blushed. Yeah, that was the thing.
Bianca smiled a little bit, but tried to pretend that she was completely focused now on the baby.

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"Steve!" said a voice outside his bedroom. "Man, you need to open this door, NOW."
Steve raised his red eyes and shivered a little bit. "I don't wanna open. Just leave me alone!" he said with a trembling voice, as he curled up in his bed, totally wrapped up in his blankets. Tom shook his head outside and knocked strongly on the door: "Steve I don't have all day, man. I'm gonna enter." And he just shimmered in, making Steve flinch a little bit, and glare at him angrily.
"What do you think you're doing Tom? Are you crazy? What the hell do you try to show man!? Get away from me now, hell, I need to be alone!"
Tom listened to him devastated at the sight of his friend, but he tried to keep the same tone and determination: "Sorry, buddy, but I'm gonna stay, like it or not." He sat down on the bed by his friend, who crawled away from him.
"Stevie, do you really think this is gonna help? Being alone all the time? Being compassionate about yourself and regretting whatever happened to you?"
"You don't have any idea, and you don't have the right to do what you're doing right now, so LEAVE-ME-A-LONE!!!"
"Of course I will!! I will go with Veronica and have fun with her, and forget about you because what the hell!! I do not really need to worry about you. I do not feel like. Thanks for letting me go off the hook, Steve, that's what I wanted to hear. Thanks! Now I'll leave you here alone, so that you can cry your bad luck and terrible fate forever while I have fun with my friends and forget you and how you feel!" He paused, still sitting on the bed, and waiting for a reaction of Steve's, but he kept curled up and covered with the blanket, trembling uncontrollably.
Tom shook his head, and tried a closer approach. He put his hand on his friend's back, wishing that he did not reject his touch, which he didn't, so he sighed relieved. "Steve, do you really think I'd be able to do that? Do you really want it?" No answer, but a moan came from the man at his side. "I know that... I know that you wanted us near. You need your friends, and you need Nicki, and she needs you, man, but you are scaring her a lot, and killing her with your silence, and with your moody state of mind. She's as devastated as you... But you can only see your own pain. Not hers, or mine."
"I just don't want her to know..." he whispered, feeling how his eyes welled up in tears.
Tom felt really moved by his friend and caressed his back softly, pressing his shoulder. "Well, but she wants to know. And not knowing what was happening to you is killing her little by little."
"She should leave me alone too. She deserves to enjoy her life and not be haunted by my own nightmares," he sobbed.
"She would follow you to the end of the world, Steve. You know that... Why don't you make things easier for her... and for you. She needs to hear your voice, see that you still count on her, that you still need her... Share your happiness and also our sadness. She wants to help you. Let her do it," Tom went on with a soft voice. He realised that Steve kept weeping but he had calmed down, so he decided to give him some time.
After a while, Steve unwrapped himself a little bit and looked into Tom's eyes. He thought he saw some hope in them, but said nothing, just smiled at him.
"We've been through a lot since we were chosen by the Charmed Ones, huh?" Steve said with a low sad voice. Tom just nodded, thinking about it. "When it happened I felt so... proud, of being one of their chosen ones. But I guess every good has an evil. And being the Charmed Ones' friend means to get into problems, too."
"We're witches, buddy. We would be in problems anyway," Tom said softly. "But the important thing is we have friends to count on, and to be supported, somehow."
"I think it is better that you do not know. I don't wanna share this Tom... please," he begged, lowering his wet eyes. "I don't want to hurt you or Nicki more. I just want her to hate me and leave me..."
Tom shook his head slowly, resigned. "You know what, man? You're too late for that. I'm sharing your secret now. At least a part of it." He saw the surprised and terrified look in Steve's eyes, and his owns started to well up in tears too, but he went on: "And I swear to you that we're gonna find the son of a bitch that did this to you, and we'll kill him. But we're gonna need your help. And Nicki is gonna need you too."
Steve stared at him, and swallowed. He couldn't believe what Tom had told him, had he read his mind?
"You said that, Steve, every good has its evil." Tom said with a trembling voice. "It's cool to be able to communicate this way, like we can... But it has its consequences, huh? Especially at night..." Now his own eyes were red.
Steve was still staring at him, petrified. But suddenly he sat down on the bed and hugged his friend, starting to cry uncontrollably. Tom was surprised at first but then he gave him back the hug, trying to hold his tears back. "Everything's gonna be fine, you'll see that," he whispered.

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Paige and Kyle had spend another hour together, walking along the harbor, talking. They had talked about everything and nothing. They had been laughing and joking.
Paige felt really comfortable in his company. She couldn't remember when she had felt that relaxed, like she did in this afternoon.
Now the small car stopped in front of the manor.
"Thanks for the ride," Paige said with a smile.
Kyle smiled back shyly: "No problem... even if I guess you would have been faster if you had... well... transported yourself on your own."
Paige laughed: "That's called orbing, but... it wouldn't have been that nice like it was to spend this time with you." Kyle blushed.
'Oh he's so cute,' Paige thought. "I really liked that day," she said then.
"Me too," he answered, but it was more a whisper.
For a moment they just looked at each other, unsure what to do or to say. Then Paige smiled skyly: "If you wouldn't have to go to work now, I would invite you for a coffee."
Kyle frowned. Then he looked up to the manor, and then back at Paige: "I don't want to hurt you, but... I'm not sure if I'm ready for that... my last visit was too strange."
The witch looked at him confused. "Are you afraid of us?" she asked. And then she quickly added to clarify: "I mean... if you are, why did you want to meet me?"
Kyle chuckled. "First, I'm not afraid of you, your sisters or even your future nephew, or whatever... I'm just not used to it and... I don't think I'm ready for another demon attack like the last time."
Paige nodded understandingly. Then, when he didn't go on, she asked: "And second?"
"Second, I wanted to meet you because I... I like you," he confessed, "I just need more time to get used to all that."
Now Paige was the one who blushed. But she nodded understanding his feelings.
"So... can I call you tomorrow?" he asked after another moment of weird silence.
Paige nodded again: "I would be disappointed if you wouldn't."
Then they said goodbye and Paige left the car... and when he drove away she headed up the stairs.

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"STOP IT! OK?" Michael yelled suddenly interrupting the brothers arguing.
Chris and Wyatt looked at him, then at each other.
"Sorry," the older one said then, looking at his sibling.
Chris nodded: "Never mind."
"So what do we do about that problem?" Wyatt asked after a moment of silence.
Chris shrugged: "I thought about binding my powers temporary... Like for an hour or so... Just as long that he believes it."
"No," Michael said, "that's too dangerous, you..."
"I can't just sit around here, when your wife is in danger because of me."
Wyatt nodded: "Yeah, we have to do something... we need to save her, Mickey... and I promise we will..." Chris nodded.
Michael shook his head. He couldn't bear the thought of seeing his friend risking his life again for him... not again. But he also wanted his wife back... safe. He just wished he would have another idea...
"Ok," the blonde witch said turning to Chris again, "we have some time till the deadline... So you orb back to the manor with him, and tell them... maybe they have an idea we couldn't come up with yet."
Chris looked at Michael who sighed, then he nodded.
"Good, and I orb down to the underworld... Let's see if I can find out something."
"Will you go to meet Julian again?" Chris asked.
Wyatt shrugged: "Maybe..."
"If you do... tell him if they can find her I'll..."
Wyatt stopped him with a move of his hand: "I know..."
Michael had just looked at them, not really understanding what was going on. And he also didn't understand why this Wyatt from the future was so interested in his wife's safety. But whatever reasons he may had, he was happy to have him on their side.
"Ok," Chris said, "be careful." Then he orbed with Michael away.

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Phoebe and Cole lied in the bed in their beautiful hotel room. They embraced each other as close as if they wanted to melt together.
The empath had closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of his body, his warmth, his smell... "I love you," she whispered.
"I love you, too."
She smiled when he said that. Then she opened her eyes to look into his. "Do you think..." she paused not sure how to say it.
"Think what?" Cole asked.
Phoebe sighed: "The girl I saw in Chris's memories... After all the changings... Do you think that we will..."
He chuckled. He had never told his wife what Wyatt had told him about a year ago. So he pulled her a little more closer and whispered to her ear: "If you ask me, there is no doubt about it... Actually, I don't see a reason why there should be only one..."
Now Phoebe was the one who chuckled: "Well... then we should start right now... because I'm not getting younger."
Cole laughed heartily. Then he kissed her. "Actually," he whispered, "at the moment there are enough kids at home. Don't you think?"
She sighed: "Yeah that's true... I guess one more and we will get no sleep anymore... not a single second."
Cole smiled: "Yeah...that's definitely true."
For a moment they just looked deeply in each other eyes, full of trust, full of love.
Then Cole smiled again: "But... what do you think... when the kids are about six or seven and go to school already..."
Phoebe smiled: "I agree. Let's wait till they are going to school... but not a day longer..." Then she kissed him intimately while her hand began another exploration-trip on his body.

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"Mickey!!!" exclaimed little Wyatt, startling the others who were all submerged in their own thoughts. As the child jumped on Michael's arms, the rest raised their eyes to look at the two men that were now standing in the very same place that, seconds before, had been illumined by orbing lights.
Michael smiled weakly at the boy and took him in his arms, although he was completely pale. So much that the Halliwells were about to ask him if he needed something, but then he just sat down, and all the attention focused on a worried Chris.
Above all after Leo saw him and ran to him. "Ok, what is going on here?" He asked.
"Angy has been kidnapped," his son answered shortly.
"Where the hell is Wyatt?" Piper asked, starting to freak out with all that weird situation. If it was not demonic... why were they all behaving that way? She began to feel that Bianca and Leo were right.
"He's ok, mom, he went to..." Chris looked at Michael out of the corner of his eyes, then he sat down and sighed heavily.
Michael lowered his eyes, not paying much attention to little Wyatt, who insisted on playing all the time.
"Where...?" Bianca asked softly, standing up to go and sit down by her husband, and comfort him.
Chris raised his eyes to look in his family's. "Ok, let's be clear. Someone kidnapped Angela, and this someone wants Mike to take me tomorrow night to the Golden Gate park... powerless. Or else, he will kill her. Wyatt has gone down there to see if he can get some information," he said simply.
Piper gasped in horror, and Bianca felt her heart stop beating.
"What?" Leo asked, unable to believe what he had heard. "Who can have done this? Why does he want you?" He looked at Michael in search of answers.
The man swallowed before saying: "It seems... it seems it's that guy who looks like Chris so much."
"My genetic twin..." Chris clarified, "the one who was supposed to help with the reincarnation of Satan."
Bianca shivered at the sound of that name, and little Hope started to cry softly, so she had to make her calm down.
"Oh, my God..." Piper said.
"How come? He doesn't have powers anymore," Leo said, remembering all the story.
Chris shrugged, again exchanging a look with Michael: "I guess that's why he wants me powerless."
Piper shook her head: "He wouldn't be that stupid. You could appear with your powers and annihilate him before he could make the slighter movement. He must have recovered his powers, or has some kind of help..."
Michael sobbed a little bit, unable to stop himself. "I'm so sorry..." he said again. "This is my fault."
"No, this isn't. But why didn't you tell us from the very beginning?" Leo inquired.
Michael shook his head, desperate. "I don't know..."
"It's ok, dad..." Chris said tiredly, standing up and going towards his friend. "We'll find a way out of this. Don't worry, ok? None of you."
At that moment they heard the front door. Seconds later Paige went in.
"Oh , hey Mike," she said surprised about that guest. But then she noticed that he was pale and asked: "Ok, what happened? Where is Wyatt?"
Piper sighed and stood up: "Come on, we'll go to the attic and search through the book, I'll tell you everything on the way..." Paige just frowned.
"Wait," Chris said and pulled out the note his genetic twin had left for Michael and gave it to Piper, "maybe you can use this for scrying."
Paige looked at her nephew, then at her sister and then at Chris again, still frowning. But Piper just grabbed the paper and then Paige's hand and pulled her to the stairs.
Leo followed them with his eyes. Then he turned to the others: "I need to go back up there... There is a meeting in a couple of minutes..." The others nodded.
"But don't tell them, ok?" Chris said. "I don't want them to do anything so better they don't know."
Leo nodded: "What about Odin, maybe..."
Chris sighed, then he nodded and Leo orbed away.
Bianca rose, too. "I believe it's time for the kids to have a little nap," she said.
"Shall I help you?" Chris asked.
Bianca shook her head, taking baby-Chris to her arms too and calling for Wyatt to follow her. Then she turned to her husband: "It's better you stay with Mike... I'll be fine." Chris nodded with a sigh.

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Victor sat in his office. He was working through a lot of papers when his phone rang.
"Yeah," he said.
"Mr. Bannett, there is a call for you from a Mr. Halliwell," his secretary said.
'Mr. Halliwell? That must be Chris or Wyatt...' he thought smiling. Then he said: "Put it through..."
It took a second, then he heard a crunch. "Hello?" Victor said.
"Hey Victor!"
"Cole?" he asked surprised when he heard his voice instead of those of his grandsons.
"Yeah it's me..."
Victor shook his head: "Sorry, my secretary told me that a Mr. Halliwell wanted to talk to me, so I thought it must be Chris or Wyatt, cause..."
"Yeah... well... That's why we call you daddy," Phoebe said.
"Oh hey Phoebe," Victor answered getting more and more confused.
Suddenly he heard them chuckle at the other end of the line. Then Cole said: "Well, your secretary was right... I'm Mr. Cole Halliwell... since about two hours, thirty-six minutes and... approximately 45 seconds..."
Victor frowned: "What?"
Again they chuckled. Then Cole said: "Yeah Daddy, we thought you should be the first to know..."
Victor kept silent. 'What?' he thought. 'Daddy?' He frowned again, then the truth hit him. "Oh my God," he muttered shocked.
"Yeah daddy," Phoebe said, "you're right... we did it!"
"Oh my God," Victor said again, "that's great... but why didn't you tell me before? I mean, I would..."
Phoebe chuckled: "Dad, don't worry... no one knew... it was just on the spur of the moment... We thought we just do it, before anything could spoil it..."
"Ah-huh..." Victor was speechless.
"Yeah," Cole said, "and we will surly have a real celebration someday... But for now, don't tell the others, ok?... Dad..."
Victor nodded even if they couldn't see him: "I promise."
"Alright," Phoebe said, "bye dad."
And also Cole added: "Bye dad."
"Goodbye," Victor said and hung up the phone still a little confused and shocked. Then he shook his head again and leaned back smiling.

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Wyatt walked from one cave to the other, just to learn that most of his sources of information not exists in this time... A lot of them are maybe even not born by now. Then he walked through another tunnel till he reached a small door.
He knocked.
"What's the keyword?" someone asked.
Wyatt sighed: "In about 23 years it's 'dawn' and before that it was 'midnight-run'... and hell, I can't remember what it had been before that, but please Julian let me in!"
It took a moment while Wyatt was shuffling his feet nervously. Then the door opened. "Come in."
Wyatt entered the dusty cave and looked around. "Much smaller than I had thought," he muttered absent minded. Then he turned to Julian: "Where is he?"
"Who?" the witch-with-demonic-powers asked.
"B.," Wyatt answered.
Julian shook his head frowning: "Why should he be here, I mean that's just my home and..."
Wyatt sighed then he interrupted the colored witch: "That's not your home, that's the base of 'THE HELPERS INC.'... So where is the other half of the company?"
Julian wanted to add something, even if he didn't know what, but then they heard another voice.
"I'm here!"
Wyatt turned around smiling: "Nice to meet you again, B."
Belthazor smirked: "What do you want?"
"Kind as always," Wyatt said. He couldn't help teasing him. But when he saw the angry look on the demons face he added: "We need your help."
The demon laughed: "I don't think that I have time to..."
But the twice blessed interrupted him. "I think you've already noticed that I know everything about your business... And I guess this..." he threw five 100-dollar notes on the small table, "... is enough for your services."
Julian and Belthazor looked to the money and then back to the blonde witch. "Did you tell them?"
Wyatt chuckled: "No... That's something they have to find out on their own... But this is urgent so I have no time for playing any games."
Belthazor frowned and thought about all that for a moment. Then he asked: "So what is it that you want us to do?"

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When Angela woke up she felt a terrible headache. Everything was dark around her and first she didn't know what happened.
She felt a cold stone in her back and under her butt. And when her eyes got used to the darkness she could see that she was in a cave, an empty cave. She was freezing.
Suddenly some flames appeared in front of her, and with the flames appeared Chris.
And that made her suddenly remember. She remembered how he attacked her in her house. How he threw balls of fire after her. How he hit her, so hard that she had passed out.
But this wasn't Chris... at least she hoped that... it couldn't be him...
"Who are you?" she asked, even if she was scared to no end.
The other one grinned. "Me? I'm Cristóbal..."
She frowned but didn't say anything... she didn't know what to say.
But the man approached her: "I can't believe that you can trust that Chris and his whole family... You even don't know that you don't know them... But you will..."
Angela looked at him with fear... She couldn't understand all that, this must be a dream, just a bad nightmare...
"Drink this," he said and offered her a small bottle with a shiny liquid in it.
"What is that?" she asked trying to flinch.
Cris smirked: "A potion... or better an antidote to some Elder-magic... and now drink!" To underline his order the demon formed a fireball with his other hand.
Angela felt panic, she started to cry. Cris sighed and threw the fire ball to the wall, next to her head, making her scream. "I said DRINK!" he yelled.
Quickly she took the bottle and swallowed down the potion. It tasted sweet like sugar-water.
Cris smiled, then he flamed out.
Angela started confused at the spot where the demon had stood a second before. But suddenly she began to feel dizzy... and then she started to remember...

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Chris sighed. He and Michael had sat in front of each other without saying a word, for about half an hour.
"I'm sorry," Chris said then.
His friend looked at him confused: "For what?"
"Because it's my fault, that all this happens to you... If I wouldn't..."
"No, Chris!" Michael interrupted him. "You saved me, forgotten? You saved me from that hologram-plane, or whatever you call it... and you saved Angy too, and all the other couples... There is nothing you have to feel sorry about..."
"I could have used that memory-dust on you, too..." Chris remarked, "then you wouldn't sit here now for sure..."
Michael's eyes turned wet again. He had thought about that on his own. That they would be spared from all this, if he had just forgotten like the others, like his wife... But he couldn't... He didn't want to... "Then I had lost my best friend... and that's something I didn't want," he said finally, with a nearly braking voice.
Chris swallowed. He didn't know what to answer so he just nodded.
They kept silent for another ten minutes, then Chris stood up: "I'll get us something to drink." Michael nodded as his friend walked into the kitchen.
But a moment later he froze when someone else entered the room through the other door... someone looking exactly like Chris... 'The evil twin of his friend,' he thought.
"Hey Mickey," the other one said grinning. "Where is...?"
At that moment Chris returned. He dropped the glasses at the sight of the intruder and threw a flash of energy after him.
"What the hell..." His double jumped behind the sofa.
"Where is Angela? Where is she?" Chris yelled.
The other one rose again looking at Chris confused: "Hey maxi-me, are you crazy?"


(Chapter 2 written by Chrissy.W.x and Belén)