Title: Spells and Mishaps
Author: Starry-night-wonders
Rating: R for mature readers only.
Characters: Wyatt, Chris
Disclaimers: I don't own any Charmed characters or the show. So please don't sue.
Summary: A demonic spells hits Chris, making him act very strange, especially towards Wyatt….
Warnings: This story deals with Slash and Incest. If you are offended by them, please don't read the story.
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Part two:
While Wyatt was out looking for demons, Chris was battling his own demons so to speak of.
He paced the room floor restlessly. He felt like he was going to go out of his mind.
It was the smoke, he knew it.
It made him feel so restless, edgy and frustrated. He tried so hard to calm himself down, but the feeling of restlessness seemed to have increased even more as the time passed.
Chris licked his lips again. He wanted something….he needed something.
He just couldn't figure out what though.
He flipped through the Book of Shadow once more to see if he can find something close to what he was feeling, and failed to find anything.
He sighed and closed the book and saw familiar blue orbs coming in the room.
Wyatt….
"Hey," Wyatt called out.
"Hi"
"How are you feeling?" asked Wyatt as he inspected Chris up and down.
"I feel…..restless…." said Chris.
"Restless?" Wyatt raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah."
"But that's all? Right?" he asked worriedly.
"Yes…" replied Chris quickly.
Wyatt gave him the knowing look. And Chris sighed in defeat.
"Other than feeling like I am about to lose my mind, things are just great," replied Chris.
And Wyatt gave him another worried look.
"You think, it's the effect of the smoke?" he asked.
"Yeah. I checked in the book again, but found nothing," said Chris. "Did you find anything?" he then asked.
Wyatt shook his head. "No. I came across some demons, but not the ones that attacked you…."
"Oh,"
"We'll keep trying," assured Wyatt.
Chris meanwhile said nothing and stared at Wyatt intently, unable to stop himself.
"Chris?" Wyatt asked worriedly.
"Yeah," he replied without breaking his eye contact on Wyatt's form.
"Why are you staring me like that?" What's wrong?"
"Nothing….What do you mean?" Chris asked with confusion and finally forced himself to look away.
"It's nothing. Anyway, you should go upstairs and rest Chris, you know, just in case," suggested Wyatt.
But Chris gave no acknowledgement of being heard and remained on his spot.
"Are you hungry?" asked Wyatt and saw that Chris was staring at him again.
"Hungry?" Chris asked as he licked his lips.
Wyatt frowned.
"Yes. For food? Do you want me to make you something? Order something?" asked Wyatt.
"No. Not hungry…..for food…" murmured Chris.
"Okay then," said Wyatt, still baffled by Chris's reaction.
"Off you go to bed…." He added.
"Bed?"
Wyatt sighed.
"Yes. Bed. You need to rest remember?" reminded Wyatt.
"Yes," replied Chris quickly, shaking his head to clear it.
"You'll be okay Chris. I won't let anything happen to you," promised Wyatt.
"I know," smiled Chris.
"Now you go ahead. I'll check in with you in few minutes," said Wyatt.
Chris nodded and orbed upstairs….
TBC….
