Two Worlds, One Heart
Everything Happens - Part Four
Two weeks had passed since Britny had arrived. Piper had become pregnant and Leo had left. Wyatt was now a one year old.
Very few demon attacks had happened.
Britny stood there, not sure of what was going to happen. This part of the pregnancy had been hidden from the viewers, up until six months, more or less.
She was standing in P3. Chris was out, she'd stopped by hoping to get some peace. Coming to a club for some peace was probably the weirdest thing out there but she knew that until it opened nobody would be here.
She sat in the same stool that she remembered the sister's sitting in a lot. It was strange still. As she sat there she heard something behind her. She turned and saw a fireball flying in her direction.
In one instant she felt her instincts kick in. She raised her hands to shield herself and that's exactly what she got. A bright yellow glowing force field showed up in front of her.
"Stupid witch," the demon yelled before shimmering out. Slowly Britny lowered her hands and as she did the force field disappeared. Silently Britny began to smile, realizing she'd just used the magic everyone had been talking about.
However to quickly she realized her fight had been to easy and sprinted forward from where she'd been standing. As she did she felt something graze her side. She looked to see a demon.
"Damn, you moved," the same demon said and she realized he'd taken a bit to shimmer. Usually it took seconds. Then a thought struck. He'd only appeared when she'd dropped the force field. Had she been blocking him?
She rose her hands like she had and the force field rose again. This time when she lowered her hands the force field stayed.
She slowly laid her hands on her side and saw the blood. It was thick, warm, and bright red.
"Great, now how do I vanquish you?" she muttered when she watched the demon throw a fire ball at her. She watched it hit the force field and sizzle out.
"Damn witch," the demon muttered again.
She glanced around then saw a box cutter one of the delivery men had forgotten earlier sitting on the bar. She glanced at him and then ran for it. He saw her but she was there. She didn't know what to do so she picked it up and tossed it. As it left the force field it caught flame and hit him in the forehead.
He burst into flames and then turned to ash. As soon as he was gone she fell to the ground, her force field disappearing.
She sat there for a bit, her mind reeling. She'd used magic. She'd vanquished a demon on her own. Her heart pounded, her head reeled. She didn't notice Chris.
"Britny, Britny, are you okay?" he demanded rushing to her. She jumped when he touched her. Her hands came up and her force field appeared, shoving him backwards.
As soon as she realized what had happened she ran to his side, her force field down.
"I'm so sorry," she said, her normal whispers gone. Chris was the only one she spoke to regularly. She rarely whispered to him anymore. "I didn't know it was you."
"You tapped into your power," he said sitting up, a proud look on his face till he saw her side which had stopped bleeding. "You're hurt."
"It's not bad," she whispered as he sat up, getting closer to her. "I lowered my force field without thinking and a demon got me. He's dead though."
"You vanquished him?" Chris asked, his eyes wide and she nodded.
"Though, I kind of owe your mom a new box cutter," she said smiling. He laughed.
"I think she'll live," he said as he stood up. She followed him and then he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and they orbed to the manor.
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"Hey you guys," Piper said as they appeared before her. She was glad she wasn't having morning sickness yet. She was looking at them, sure that there was something going on between Britny and her son.
She didn't truly trust the girl. She never spoke, was very secretive, and shied away from her a lot. Something made her think this girl was no good. If something was happening between her and her son then she'd definitely have to put a stop to it.
"Britny's power came in," Chris said and Piper froze.
"Oh, yeah, what is it," Piper asked, wondering what this girl could do.
"She can raise a force field," Chris said then he bumped into Britny's side and Britny grumbled and stepped away.
Piper glanced at the girl and noticed the blood on the shirt.
"You okay?" Piper asked and Britny nodded.
"Fine," Britny said and Piper stopped. Britny had never spoken to her. She'd spoken to Phoebe before. She'd spoken to Paige before. Until that moment Britny had never spoken to her. What was going on?
"She just spoke to me, did she hit her head?" Piper asked laughing.
"Did you?" Chris asked and Britny laughed. That was something Piper had never heard either. Then Britny shook her head no. "Okay, I'm going to let you get cleaned up then I'm going to train you to defend yourself. I will not let a charge under my watch get injured again if I have anything to say about it."
The girl nodded.
"Basement, ten minutes?" Piper heard Britny whisper.
"Just what I was thinking," Chris said and Britny ran upstairs while Chris orbed out.
Piper watched them, her eyes wide. "What is this, Magical dating?" Piper exclaimed a little louder than she'd meant to. Chris was gone but Britny wasn't. Britny turned to look at her and Piper walked to the kitchen quickly.
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Britny walked down the stairs to the basement. When she arrived there she found herself shivering. She hadn't been in the basement since she'd arrived at the manor. Something about the Nexus had always scared her.
Maybe it was the fact the nexus could go good or evil, it didn't care. Maybe it was the fact it was nothing but a center of uncontrolled magic. Anyway you look at it the thing terrified her.
As she looked around she noticed the basement was still kind of warm and cozy. She could imagine getting stuck in a tornado down there easy. It was roomy, not too many windows.
Then she remembered she was in San Francisco, they didn't get tornados. She smiled.
"What's so funny?" Chris's voice asked and she turned around to look at him.
"Cultural difference," she said and he looked at her confused.
"I'm lost," he said and she laughed.
"I was thinking about how I could imagine getting caught in a tornado down here. Then I remembered I'm not in Iowa anymore. No need to worry about tornados here," she said and he frowned.
"Your from Iowa?" he asked and she laughed.
"Yeah, Fruitland Iowa, Muscatine Iowa, actually the country side outside of Muscatine's borders really but Muscatine is the closest town. Fifteen minute drive to the border of the city," she said.
"So I guess that makes you a small town girl," he said smiling.
"Yep, born and bred. I spent every weekend, growing up, working on my grandparent's farm. They lived five minutes from our house when driving thirty-five miles-per-hour. Trust me, you don't want to know how long it takes to walk," she said laughing. "You wouldn't have that problem though."
"Your talkative today, you know that," he said smiling.
She stopped and realized it was true. Her throat wasn't sore either. It was as if she was getting use to talking, as weird as that sounded. Then again, she was living out the series Charmed so nothing could sound as weird as that.
"Yeah, I guess I am," she said laughing.
"Now, let's get down to business," Chris said as he picked up a stick and tossed it to her. "Let's say I'm a demon, fight me."
"I can't fight you, you're my whitelighter," she said and he rolled his eyes.
"This is practice, you need to be able to defend yourself," he said looking at her. "If you don't you could end up getting an injury worse than that cut."
"Okay," she said stepping forward. "But we have to start at the beginning. The throw that killed the demon earlier was lucky. I'm a horrible shot normally, I have no training in self-defense, I have nothing to fall back on."
He looked at her and smiled. "If you were going to punch me show me how you would," he said, leading her to the punching bag.
She punched at it and he coughed.
"Okay, first off. You punch anything harder than this punching bag and you're going to break your hand," he said and she could tell he was trying not to laugh.
"Fine braniac, show me how it's done," she said and he grabbed her hand gently in his. Then he slowly and carefully closed it correctly. Then he pulled her in front of him and pushed her hand out from her, making sure it was correctly positioned.
Her heart beat. She could feel his body heat as he stood behind her. He forced her to punch out again, and again, her hand beginning to get use to the way it was suppose to be done.
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He stepped away and watched as she kept punching out. He kept forcing himself to think of training her.
She was so sweet, so kind, so beautiful. He had a hard time imagining her fighting but he knew she had to. Inside it killed him to think of her in danger.
After a bit he stepped forward. Slowly he taught her to block hits, how to kick correctly, how to dodge and how flip people. It was basic self-defense but he knew she needed to learn.
It was late as they practiced. He struck out at her and she deflected and kicked him in the gut. He stepped back and she stepped back, her hands up.
"To high," he said stepping forward. She did something he hadn't taught her. She fell to her knees and swiped his feet out from under him. He fell down, hard.
"Oh," she gasped as she ran to his side. He laid there, his head pounding from the smack. "Are you okay?"
He heard the worry and smiled. "Yeah, just caught me off guard, nice move. I thought you had no training," he said and she smiled. He sat up but instantly laid back down, his head spinning.
"I don't, I remember Phoebe using that move against a demon and I decide I might as well see if I could do it. I figured, this way, I wouldn't attempt it in battle and find out I couldn't when it mattered," she said as she knelt beside him.
"Well, you can use that move, very well actually," he said and she laughed.
"Yeah, well, if Piper finds out that I may have given her youngest a concussions I think she might blow me back to my own reality," Britny said laughing.
"Probably," Chris said.
"Here, lean against me," Britny said getting behind him. She slowly helped him sit up then allowed him to lean against her.
"Why did you watch, Charmed was it, so often?" he asked and he felt her tense up.
"When you are an overly shy, nerdy looser with no friends that your family doesn't even understand you find a way to escape. Charmed was my escape. Hell, I'm nineteen and I've never had a kiss if that tells you anything," she said and he froze.
She'd never been kissed. How the hell could someone, in this modern time, go nineteen years without ever once getting kissed? It just defied all the laws of any reality.
Slowly he turned around and faced her.
"You've never been kissed?" he asked and she blushed.
"No," she whispered, her eyes looking anywhere but at him.
Before he realized what he was doing he leaned forward and kissed her. His lips touched her and it felt like everything melted, like he was on fire. She froze then he felt her relax, her lips moving with his.
He was shocked. She was such a good kisser.
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She was kissing Christopher Halliwell. She was getting her first kiss from Christopher Halliwell. He was so gentle, so hesitant with her. She couldn't help but want to melt into the kiss but then one word hit her mind and everything came to a screeching halt.
Bianca!
Britny pulled back, her breathing heavy.
"Sorry, I hope that was a memorable first kiss," he said pulling away. He seemed better.
"It was, trust me. I will never forget that." She said, trying to hold back a smile. He smiled and she wanted to melt. Then her mind screamed his ex's name again. She'd seen how she'd died. She'd been his fiancée. There was no way he was over her already.
Bianca had been beautiful, powerful. Britny wasn't exactly gorgeous if you understood. She was too fat, too tall, had huge feet. There was no way Christopher Halliwell would ever fall for her.
She was the rebound chick. With that her heart sunk.
"Excuse me," she said standing up and running for the stairs. She sprinted up them, past Piper and Paige who stared after her confused.
She ran to her room and closed the door quietly.
Then she whispered to herself, "Not everything happens for a reason. Something's are completely random. Why would the fates bring me here and have me fall for a man that is destined to die. I don't understand any of this."
With that she slid down the door, tears in her eyes.
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Chris walked up the stairs, rubbing his neck. He heard her footsteps as she ran away.
"What did you do?" A voice asked and he turned to see Paige sitting in the kitchen, looking at him with a look that said she knew he'd done something.
"One minute we were laughing and happy, the next she got a cold far away look and then she left. I don't know what happened," he said, part of that was true. Inside he suspected that him kissing her was the cause.
"Dude, what's up with Britny, that girl is an emotional rollercoaster," Phoebe said walking in then she stopped and looked up at him. "And she's not the only one."
"I don't know what you mean," Chris said lying.
"I mean the fact that you're lying to me, you're hearts breaking, and your confused," Phoebe said and he looked at her confused.
"How can you even tell this?" Chris asked. "I took an empathy blocking potion, remember."
"Yeah, but it must not be working because I'm reading you loud and clear lover-boy," Phoebe said.
"Anyone want to fill us in," Piper said and Chris grimaced at her tone. It was authoritive, one that was determined.
"I was teaching her to defend herself. She got a good kick off and I fell backwards. I was laying down there talking and she helped me sit up. Then she mentioned that she was a really big nerd and had never been kissed. I took the opportunity to kiss her. It seemed to be going really well. She pulled away and said she'd never forget it. She was all smiles when something changed. It was like something took over, figuratively speaking, and she ran out of the room," Chris said, trying to figure out why he was spilling all of this.
"When she ran past I know she felt guilty, slightly dirty," Phoebe said and he looked at her curiously. "I also felt a lot of heart ache. Go talk to her Chris."
Chris looked at his aunt. Feelings weren't his specialty.
Instead he decided to do something simpler, safer.
He orbed to the underworld, ready to hunt another demon.
