Leo orbed into P3 again. Piper made him go check on Wyatt, but Wyatt is with the elders so he's fine. She's still overly paranoid, after finding out that Wyatt was going to be turned evil. Leo decided to come check on Chris instead, he definately needed to be checked on more than his son does.
Chris was still asleep, but the sleep was definately not peaceful. He can see Chris moaning and tossing. He kneeled down next to Chris and tried to wake him.
"Chris, wake up." He said softly, gently pushing Chris' shoulder. "Come on, you can do it."
"Dad...?" Chris stirred, as his tossing stopped, and he slowly forced his eyes open. He squint as he saw the light.
"No, it's me, Leo." Leo said, smiling, relief that Chris is finally waking up.
Chris turned his head to look at the person kneeling next to him. He frowned in confusion, it was his dad right? And then he realized, where he was, or rather when he was.
"Leo!" He said, quickly launching himself onto his elbow and tried to push himself up, but a wave of nausea hit him and he started to fall back. He felt Leo grab him before he hit the sofa.
"Whoa!" Leo said, quickly grabbing the young man and lowering back onto the sofa, "Easy!"
Chris let out a moan unintentionally.
"Chris, what happened?" Leo asked.
Chris looked up at Leo, "What happened?" He said in a small voice, sounding somewhat confused and scared.
"You don't remember?"
Chris stared blankly at the ceiling and slowly he remembered the horrible scene where the assassin who was meant to kill him killed the only family member he had left instead, and it was all his fault. The scene kept replaying in his head, and tears started to fall down his face.
Leo froze in shock, Chris was crying. He never thought he would ever see Chris cry, especially not in front of him. Something must really be wrong.
Chris sobbed heavily, his heart hurt, everything hurt. Everyone family member that was on his side, that grew up with him and raised him were gone. Even his Uncle Cole. He can't take it anymore, it hurts so much. It was all his fault. He should never have let his uncle fight by his side, he should have made him return to the future. It was all his fault and it just hurts. He spotted an athame on the desk and he strenched his hand out towards it. The athame flew into his hand. There's only one thing he can do to stop hurting...
The athame flew across the room and into Chris' hand. Leo jumped, and stared. For a second he thought Chris was going to stab him, but then he realized what he was really doing. His eyes widdened with horror as Chris slowly turned the tip of the atheme towards his own chest.
He was going to stab himself. "Whoa, SHit!" Leo cursed as he realized it, but he was quick enough to grab the young man's wrist and wrestled the athame away from him.
"Leo! What are you doing?" Chris cried, tears still falling down his face. He tried to take the atheme back from Leo, but the older man wouldn't give it bak to him. "Please give it back! It hurts...!" He begged.
Leo shooked his head and pocketed the athame. He gently grabbed Chris' shoulders and shift him into a sitting position. "Where does it hurt, Chris?" Leo asked worriedly, pulling his jacket off of Chris and throwing it onto the floor, "Show me where it hurts."
Chris pointed at his chest, "Hurts..." He sobbed, softly, "So much."
Leo looked at Chris sadly, and knew he meant that he hurt emotionally not physically. He sighed, as he saw Chris hug his knees and started rocking back and forth. He quickly threw the athame into a nearby trash bin, and sat down of the sofa next to Chris. He put a comforting hand on the young man's shoulder.
Chris fliched and turned his tear stained face to Leo.
Leo stared at Chris' face, and was shocked by how young and simply hurt he was. "Come on, talk to me. What happened? Why does it hurt?" He said slowly.
Chris shook his head.
"Is it about Piper?" Leo asked, wondering if the Chris was hurt from what Piper said to him when the order kidnapped Wyatt.
Chris shook his head again.
Leo sighed again, not knowing how to comfort the broken young man next to him.
Chris looked up at Leo and felt an urge to hug him. At times like this he can really use his father's hug, but he never got it, not when his mother died, not when Bianca died, never. He really want to feel loved and safe again. He can't even remember the last time he hugged Leo, but can still clearly remember the long nights when he just wish that Leo would come and hold him. He always envied how Wyatt would wake up from a nightmare and Leo be right there to hold and comfort him, but Chris is living in a nightmare and he can still never get one comforting hug from his father.
Leo noticed that Chris was staring at him. "Chris, what?" Leo asked, as tears started to form in Chris' eyes again.
"Nothing, I just..." Chris shook his head.
"What, Chris? You can tell me...I'm listening."
"Your...listening?" Chris asked, not really believing what he was hearing. His father never listened to him, but now he's just there sitting paitiently next to him and waiting for him to talk, not orbing off and saying that he doesn't have time.
Leo nodded, "Yah."
"I..." Chris started hestantly, "Can I...?" He turned away from Leo. "Can you hold me like you hold Wyatt?" He said with a small voice, wiping the tears from his eyes.
Leo stared at Chris with a shocked expresstion. Chris noticed this shocked face, and shook his head apologetically. "Sorry...!" He said quickly, "I shouldn't be asking you that."
"No, it's fine." Leo said gently, "I understand, it's probably hard for you, to be here alone. Without your family."
Chris looked at him hopefully.
"I can give you a hug, but I don't think it can compare to your father's." Leo said, wrapping his arm around the young man's shoulders and pulled him in somewhat hesitantly.
Chris burst into tears, as he felt his father embrace him. He threw his arm around Leo's neck and cried into his shoulders.
Leo jumped slightly, surprised at how aggressively Chris clinged on to his neck.
"Daddy, it hurts..." Chris sobbed into Leo's shoulder.
"I know." Leo said, wrapping his arm tightly around Chris' body, wanting nothing more than to make the pain go away. If pretending to be his father helped, then he will do it.
"Please don't let go." Chris begged, sounding kind of sleepy.
"I won't."
A couple minutes later, Leo can feel Chris leaning heavily onto him. His arms limply hung over Leo's shoulders, and his breath evened out.
Leo knew he was asleep. He took the young man's arms gently off of him, and stood up as he gently laid him out on the couch. He ran his hand through the young man's hair instinctively. Then he picked up his jacket from the floor and wrapped it around Chris again.
He remembered the sisters were still dealing with a misplaced karma, exposed magic, and Swarm demons. He needed to go check on them, he stood up and started to orb, when Chris grabbed his wrist.
"Don't leave me, dad..." Chris murmured, still very much asleep.
Leo kneeled down and slowly pried the young whitelighter's hand off of his. He ran his hand through his hair again. "Shhhh, it's okay. I'll be right back okay?"
He stood up again, with one last look at Chris, he orbed out again somewhat hesitantly.
A/N: It's a little boring now, kind of. But things will pick up very soon...I hope. Hmmm...should i follow the original story line and move on the the headless horseman episode or just make it different? Any ideas? If you reviewed! Thanks! if you didn't please review!