Chapter 2

Every letter written was filled with emotions and events. Finally Chris had the courage to overcome his emotions and fear of reading about his sister's feeling in the past. He knew that she had been brought up not in the most suitable household and not in the most normal ways but she was an angel to him. She was closer to him than Azalea had ever been with him.

'Who ever found this letter,
Well I hope it's you Chris, the reason I write this is really so that in the future if I am born again of even I am not, my sisters or other brothers that find this letter could know of how great of a brother Chris was. Christopher Perry Halliwell. He brought me up with his bare two hands but there is nothing much to tell about, but he had so much love to flourish me all the time.
Today, I had thought that he had totally changed when he met mom once again and be the brother he never was, but I thought wrong. He had been planning with my boyfriend to give me a surprise. The night I wish I could remember my whole life, even the new ones. Chris and Nadim had made this night a night to remember. A night filled with emotion and love. A night that reminds me of everyone that had been something in my life. And Ryder, I wish you would know that Ryan is a boy that no man can ever beat. He is utmost polite and respectful. He is every bit like you. Chris, I know now why you would leave me with him. I know now why you trust him.
Chris the love of a sister will never suffice to repay what you had given to me. You are my mother, my father, my best friend and mostly my brother. You have no idea how empty I felt when you left and how whole I felt when I met you again. Chris. No matter what year we live in or what situation we are in, you are always there for me. You are always there when I need you.

To life,
Love,
Andrianne.'

Tears formed in Chris's eyes. The lump in his throat grew bigger by the second. "Andy, I missed you. Please, please come back to me." Chris said begging, alone in his cold room. In tears, he laid his head on the pillow and gradually, the night once again swallowed him into the dream land he had never wished of.

The smell of lavender and honey filled the air as Chris walked out of his room. Giggles and laughter filled his ears. How at peace and complete he felt that morning. "Chris." Andrianne exclaimed. "Chris, I cooked. See. Bianca thought me how to make blueberry pancakes." Andrianne said excitedly as she held a plate in front of him.

His mouth curved up into a smiled. The smile caused him immense pain in his face. He heard the plate clattered on the floor as Andrianne froze. "Not again. How could he do this to his own brother?" she spoke spitefully. Her soft hands touched both Chris's arms. Andrianne's smooth face turned into a frown.

"Andy stop it." Chris shrugged off. "Don't worry so much, these wounds will heal with time. Don't worry okay." Chris heard himself speak. Memories and dream now confused him. He could not tell them apart anymore. "Please, princess." He said softly.

Bianca and Ryan who was frozen as they saw Chris, now was at his side to assist him. "Hey, what happened?" Ryan asked. Chris just shook his head. Bianca took out a bottle of aspirin and a glass of water and placed it in front of the man that she loved.

"I'm fine. I don't need that." Chris said pushing the aspirin bottle aside. "This taste brilliant." He commented to Andrianne as he took a mouthful of pancake. "I'll miss you more now, if you go away." Chris teased.

"I'm never going to leave you if you would not let me." Andrianne whispered as she hugged her brother. "Please don't get hurt again. What if he does worse next time?" Andrianne demanded as she waived her hands on the wound as it started to heal. The physical wound is quick to heal but the mental and physical wounds are worsened by the fights.

"Don't cry, princess. I know you can feel what I feel, but please don't cry." Chris begged of his sister. "I missed him too. I miss our big brother." He said softly.

"I wish he could see what a brilliant girl you are now." Chris spoke in his sleep. "I wish mom and dad could see." He said softly. A cold set of hands felt on his forehead. The sweet honey smell filled his lungs. "Andy, please, don't leave me." He begged.

A cold breath felt on his ears. "I'll always live in your heart and your soul even if I am not alive." The soft voice whispered. A jolt of electric wave flowed through his veins as the sentence ended and woke him up from his dreams.

Quietly he made his way down to the living room and sat quietly in the dark looking at the nothingness. His eyes fixed out the window looking at the breaking of dawn. A new day, a new hope. The glum sun rises as the orange glum casted on the lawn. "A new day, new hope, new life." He uttered quietly.

"New hope?" Leo smiled as he materialized. Chris just smiled at him. "Hey, it's going to be different now, okay. Why are you up so early?" he questioned.

"I couldn't sleep." Chris answered softly. "Dad, where were you?" Chris asked softly looking at his father. "Dad, I know it is none of my business to intervene in your life, but I just need to know dad. I don't want the same thing to happen again."

"Chris, what are you talking about?" Leo asked. Chris turned his face and smirked. "I'm not having an affair, Chris." Leo said.

"Dad." Chris winced. "I know that. I never said about an affair. Were you seeking demons again? Were you thinking about the things she told you twelve years ago?" He questioned. Leo stared at his son trying to decipher his words. "Dad, twelve years ago. After you got to know about me and Andrianne. It has been four years you searched for that demon. You are not going to find it this way, dad. Not until the power of three unite again."

"So, Andrianne is the key?" Leo asked smiling. Chris just nodded. "Hey, I know you were disappointed when Azalea was born. No one blamed it on you, son. She was created out of love. Your mother needed me but I was never there for her. Now I am."

"Dad, Azalea is still my sister whether she was your daughter or not. But dad, why must she go? Why must she go? Why didn't you save her?" He question demanding an answer from his father. "No more, it's all fate crap you keep saying. It was a demon attack and you refused her."

"You were attacked too. And you're my son. My priority." Leo said. "Lea did not die from the attack Chris. She did not die because of a demon."

"I know. But I couldn't help feeling responsible. She died in my arms. I had her blood all over me, dad. I should have been there protecting her. I'm her brother. I should have been there for her, keeping her safe." Chris cried vainly.

Piper kissed the top of his head as she hugged him from behind. "I am sure, she's looking over her brother from heaven. Hey, it's not your fault, Chris. It's no one's fault but the driver's okay." She smiled gently at her son. "Why are you up so early?"

Chris just smiled. "I couldn't sleep. So I came down to see the sun rise." He said.

Piper knelt down in front of Chris and looked briefly at Leo. "Your sister is going to join you soon. We will need your help a lot. You must keep your strength for your sister." Piper said as she took Chris's hand and placed it on her stomach.

"Ego would diligo vos praeter meus vita quod tutela vobis optimus ego can, ut orbis terrarum vilis nusquam vacuus vos. Ut deus ut meus testis, ego would tribuo vos meus vita quod magis." Chris uttered in a whispery voice. Leo smiled at those words.

"Only from you son." Leo said placing his hand on the little of Chris's back. Puzzled Piper felt like the life in her just woke up. The little girl in her womb started kicking slowly.

Translation:

Latin: "Ego would diligo vos praeter meus vita quod tutela vobis optimus ego can, ut orbis terrarum vilis nusquam vacuus vos. Ut deus ut meus testis, ego would tribuo vos meus vita quod magis." Chris uttered in a whispery voice. Leo smiled at those words.

English: "I would love you more than my life and care for you the best I can, as the world meant nothing without you. As god as my witness, I would give you my life and more." Chris uttered in a whispery voice. Leo smiled at those words.