Dislcaimer: I do not own Charmed
Sorry this took me so long but this is my longest chapter, and I even cut a few scenes and it turned out this long so sorry
Thanks to alot of your reviews and a lot of your critisism I was able to write this chapter so keep it all coming
Chris didn't know what happened. All he remembers now was seeing the principle and then next thing he knew he saw black. What could the principle have said to him that would have made him faint like that. All his life, he's gotten use to hearing the worse news that was ever possible, including when his dad walked out on him when he found out about him being gay, but never has he fainted from it. Whatever it is, Chris just hopes that he will be able to live through hearing it. Especially since it might involve his mother.
Before the brunette woke up he could feel himself on something soft. He could tell that it was a bed, but he doesn't remember falling on the bad. He remembers falling on the ground. Someone must have picked him up and moved him to a bed, but who would have done that. He would have to just wait and see.
Chris squeezed his eyes shut before he opened them. His head was pounding with pain like someone hit him on his head with something hard. It must have been a bad fall. That's the only way Chris can think of himself hurting his head. As the brunette looked up at the ceiling, he could see that he was surrounded by many lights. This didn't look like the hallway of the school. Neither did it look like the nurses office. Someone must have taken him away from the school, but where did they take him. It wasn't long before the young Perry figured out that he was in a hospital.
As the brunette continued to move his he head from side to side, he looked up once more and a figure was standing over him. His vision was too blurry to see the person at first. All he could see was that he had long hair, and that the person was a blond. Finally when his vision was clear, he could see that the person standing over him was his long time enemy and whitelighter, Wyatt Matthew Halliwell. At first the blond had thought he died and gone to hell, but then again if he did, he would be in much more pain than this, even though waking up to Wyatt standing about him was painful enough.
Wyatt could see that Chris was still in a lot of pain from the fall. It was quiet nasty. The whole classroom had heard it. The doctor had advised the Halliwell that Chris had a concussion and he wasn't going to remember everything when he woke up. This wasn't good. That meant that Wyatt might have to tell him all over again what's going on with his mother, which he knows is going to be hard. Hopefully his charge won't faint again when he tells him this.
The blond stood over his charge and waited for him to gain consciousness. Out of all the places that Wyatt could be right now, for some reason he feels that its his duty to be here with Chris. Not because he's his charge. The blond could leave right now, since his ears aren't ringing, so this isn't too much for Chris. Wyatt really doesn't know why he's hear. It just feels like the right thing to do, even though Wyatt isn't one who ever does the right thing.
When he finally saw that his charge had come back to life, he felt that it was okay to talk to him now. The only problem was that Wyatt really didn't know what to say. He's never been in this type of situation before. Never out of the eighteen years that he's been living, has he ever had to come visit someone in the hospital, except his mom when she had his twin brothers, but he was really young, and he doesn't even remember that.
The blond then heard the Perry give out a loud groan telling him that he was in pain. Wyatt put his hands over the Perry's head and began healing him. Though it might not take all the pain away, it could keep him from having a big bump on the top of his head. Once Wyatt was done healing him, he saw that Chris was a lot better than when he first brought him to the hospital.
Wyatt started rubbing Chris' head in the spot that he just healed. "You alright," he asked worried.
"I'm fine," Chris answered faintly. It wasn't until five minutes later that he realized that the guy was rubbing his head, which was a little weird to Chris. Chris didn't like it, so he was quick to push Wyatt's hand off of him.
The young Perry found this quite odd. Since when would Wyatt ever come visit him in the hospital. If anything, it would have been because of Wyatt that he was in the hospital, but for some reason Wyatt is right here by his side. It couldn't be because he's his charge. If that was the case then Wyatt would have left as soon as he saw that Chris had woken up, but there was just something that was holding him back and Chris couldn't pin point what that was.
When Wyatt felt Chris push his hand away from him he was a little hurt, but he could completely understand. Though right now something he doesn't understand is why is he hurt that Chris pushed him away. He hates Chris, or at least he thinks he does. Now he's confused. He doesn't know how he feels about Chris anymore. Ever since Chris has became his charge he's had a different outlook on him. He doesn't know why.
"What are you doing here," Chris asked with a hint of venom in his voice. The last person he wanted standing over him in the hospital was Wyatt. If he didn't know any better, he would say that Wyatt cares for someone other than himself, but he knows that the guy is one cold hearted selfish son of a bitch, who only cared about himself.
Wyatt was angered by the way Chris was talking to him. "Well obviously, I'm here helping you out," he spat back. How could he be so ungrateful. Like he mentioned before, he really didn't have to be here, and he still doesn't have to be here.
"Did I ever say that I needed your help," Chris asked still angry at the blond.
"No," Wyatt rolled his eyes. "Someone's fallen off the catty tree and hit every branch on the way down," Wyatt muttered, but he knew Chris had heard it when a frown appeared on his face. Not really wanting to make the Perry anymore angry, the blond thought he would try to get to the source of the problem. "You know, why are you being such an ass to me, since all I'm trying to do is help you," he asked.
The young Perry just chuckled out loud. "I don't know who you think you're fooling, but I know that you're not here because you want to be, you're only here because someone's forcing you," Chris replied back. "Is it your mom, huh? Is your little mommy forcing you to come here," Chris taunted his whitelighter.
Wyatt frowned, just wanting to duck tape the Perry's mouth shut so bad. "Shut up!" he growled."Look, I'm here to help you, whether you like it or not, and I'm not going anywhere," Wyatt put his foot down. He was suppose to be the one in control since he was the bully and Chris was the nerd, even though he might not be able to hurt him anymore.
"You know what Wy-," the Perry was about to go on, but screeched in pain as he tried to get up. His head was still hurting him pretty bad. If he had a choice between having a migraine and a headache this bad, then he would definitely choose a migraine. At least he is able to move around better when he has migraines, unlike this headache that won't allow him to move his head as much as he wants too, pissing the young Perry off.
"I wouldn't move too much if I were you," Wyatt advised his charge. It did sound like he was taunting the Perry, but he really was trying to help him. "I tried to heal you best I could, but you're still going to have problems with your head," he informed. "You took a pretty nasty fall."
"What happened," Chris asked faintly.
"Well, from what I saw, you fainted after the principle had told you about what happened to your mom," Wyatt let slip out accidentally. He wasn't suppose to tell Chris about his mom. That was a big mistake.
"My mom!" The young Perry immediately started to panic. All of a sudden things were starting to come back to him. He remembers now that he was sitting in class and the principle came and got him, and then told him something bad about his mother, but he couldn't remember what it was. "I've got to go see her," he said trying to get up from his bed.
Wyatt quickly pushed him back down. It might seem like Wyatt is being mean, but he's doing the for Chris' sake. He knows that if Chris goes and sees his mom right now, with the state that he's in, he'll more than likely faint again, and this time the fall might be even worse, and Chris already has enough on his plate. He doesn't need to worry about more medical bills on top of the ones he might endure right now.
"Don't move," Wyatt ordered him. "You're in no state to be going anywhere right now," he stated. He knows that Chris might be angry with him, but he's always going to be angry with him, whether or not he's holding him back so he might as well just take it.
The brunette grinned his teeth together. Who was Wyatt to tell him what he could and couldn't do. He might be older than him, but only a few months. He might even be his whitelighter, but he's only suppose to help him not order him around. On top of it all, Wyatt is keeping him from seeing his mother. Right now if Chris wasn't worried about exposing magic to the world, he would send Wyatt flying like he did the night before.
"Who are you to tell me where I can go," Chris asked angrily. He was ready to fight the blond if he had to. The only thing that was stopping him right now was the pain in his head. It was still unbearable and it was hard to move.
"Look, Chris I know you don't like me, but trust me, this is for your own good," Wyatt stated. "I know if you go in there right now, things aren't going to be pretty and you're just going to wine back up here in the bed," the blond predicted.
"I'll take my chances," Chris tried once more, but still got pushed right back on the bed.
"No you won't," Wyatt replied back. "Look, I know how much you want to see your mom right now, believe me I do, because if I were in the same situation, I would probably be doing the same thing as you are now, but please for your sake and hers, can you please get some rest, and if you're feeling good enough, I'll take you to see your mom," Wyatt explained.
Chris nodded at the idea. As much as he wanted to go see his mom right now, he knew that Wyatt was right. He still finds it a little suspicious that Wyatt is right here taking care of him, like he's his brother or something.
"Can you at least tell me what's wrong with my mom," Chris asked.
Wyatt shook his head. "Sorry, the doctors haven't told me anything," he replied.
Wyatt tried his best to see what was going on with Chris' mother, but each time someone always told him that they could reveal the information to him, and that it was only family who was allowed to know what was going on. Wyatt would go up and ask the elders but he didn't want to leave Chris. Who knows what he would do after finding out that something has gone wrong with his mother. Wyatt wouldn't be surprised if Chris was mad at the whole world.
When the blond looked back down at his charge, he saw that the boy had closed his eyes and was giving in to his need for rest. Wyatt had to admit, he looked cute when he was sleep. The witch quickly shook his head at the thought. How could he say that about his whitelighter. Especially Chris, since he's a guy. That's just awkward. Just thinking about Chris right now, Wyatt knows that he's going to be one hard charge to keep up with and look after. He might even be the death of him. He's only had him as a charge for a couple of days, and already he's starting to give him grays. This is going to be one hell of a charge, Wyatt can already see.
The young Perry's nap didn't last too long. It wasn't, but about fifteen minutes after Wyatt had begged him to go to sleep, that he woke up. Chris really couldn't sleep for that long, knowing something was going on with his mother. The more he slept, the more he started to remember and remember things that happened before he fainted and had his concussion. He even remembers now that the principle had told him, his mom had been rushed to the emergency room. That's what really woke him up and made him want to go check on his mom more than anything right now.
Wyatt tried his best to convince Chris to get some more sleep, but he couldn't do it, so he gave in and decided to let him go see his mom. He even checked his head, and it seemed to be okay, but then again, Chris could be lying to go see his mom, but even if he was, Wyatt knows that he can't stop Chris from going to his mother right now, so he figured he might as well go with him and be there, rather than just to send him on his way.
On the way there, Chris felt comfortable enough to tell Wyatt about the whole thing that happened with him and his mother when they moved away and what made them move back. Even though Chris thought he would never tell Wyatt this story, he knew that Wyatt was going to find out about it all anyway since he's his whitelighter and he already knows that he's a witch and a phoenix, so Chris figured that he might as well tell Wyatt all that happened to him while he was gone.
For some reason, Wyatt found Chris' story rather interesting. He couldn't believe that his father had walked out on him just because he was gay. The blond has always felt bad for gays and didn't think it was right that they got treated unfair because they were different. He might pick on Chris, but it wasn't because he was gay. Neither was it because he was a nerd. Wyatt really didn't know why he picked on Chris to tell the truth. Still though, he didn't think Chris deserved to go all that he's going through, especially now. Wyatt really feels awful for the things he's been doing to him while his mother has had cancer. Chris is going through a lot right now and he didn't need all that. Right now if Wyatt could heal his mother's cancer, then he would do it in a heart beat.
Finally after waiting for an elevator and then deciding that it was taking too long and then taking the stairs, Chris and Wyatt made it down to the front office. They would have gone straight up to the emergency room, but they wanted to make sure they went to the right room and not into another patient's room.
"Can I help you sir," the woman asked seeing a blond and a brunette at her desk.
"Um yes," Chris stuttered at first. "I'm looking for Patience Perry," he asked politely.
"May I ask, what is your relation to her," she questioned.
"I'm her son, Christopher Perry," he answered.
The woman put on her glasses and started typing something up on the computer. "Ah, yes," she said as she found the patient that she was looking for. "Last floor, room 102B," she told the two men in front of her.
"Thank you," Chris said very thankfully. Without saying another word him and Wyatt rushed back up the stairs. The whole way up was a very quiet one. Neither of them said anything to each other. Chris didn't know what to say really. All he was worried about was seeing his mom, and hoping more than anything that she was okay, but seeing as she was on the last floor of the hospital, he knew that wasn't going to happen.
Wyatt followed his charge every step of the way. He knew this was going to be hard for Chris, and that he was going to need him now more than ever. The blond knows his mom is going to be wondering why he isn't home right now after school, but she'll understand that he's out here helping Chris, even though he's grounded.
When they finally made it too the top floor, Chris looked everywhere for signs that would point him in the direction of where his mother was. Lucky for him there were signs just about everywhere he went to show him the way. He had a lot of trouble getting from one point to another since this is the emergency room floor and right now he's seeing a lot of people being rolled in left and right, making it hard for him to go anywhere, and making it even harder for Wyatt to follow behind him.
Once the brunette had made it to his mom's room, he realized that the door was locked. For some reason, the doctors were not letting him in. As he moved down more, he could see her through the window. Things were not looking good at all.
The Perry stood there helpless as he saw his mother with tubes all over her and machines surrounding her. Never in his life has he had to watch his mom go in this kind of pain. It was tearing him up inside. She never deserved this. Why does she have to go through this, when there are a thousand people who do evil things, but never get punished for it. His mother is very kind, and she never thinks bad things about anyone. She hasn't even said anything bad about his father after he walked out on them, and she even thinks Wyatt is a kind gentlemen. How could someone so nice be put in this kind of pain. Its just not fair.
Wyatt had finally caught up to Chris and could feel that he had a lot of emotions going through his head. All those times that he's done thing to the Perry, he's never seen him like this. Chris must be really going through a lot and Wyatt now knows that he's really going to have to stop his bullying to Chris. The boy has too much to deal with right now for him to have to take this on too. It would be inhuman to do that to him, which made Wyatt realize that, that's just the way he's been to Chris all of these years. Chris has feelings just like him and never did he deserve all those beatings and things that Wyatt has done to him.
The blond went and stood next to his charge and looked through the window with him. He's seen things like this on TV, but he never thought he would see this in real life. He felt very sorry for Chris. Wyatt couldn't imagine what he would do if he saw his mother hooked up to a machine like that. He can only imagine the pain that Chris is going through. It really must be devastating watching your mother in a condition such as that.
The blond put his focus back on Chris again to see the Perry almost in tears. "You okay," he asked very worried. It was clear that the boy was upset, and Wyatt wishes there was something he could do, but right now there's nothing.
"Yes," the young Perry lied. It didn't take a genius to see that Chris was lying. Anyone could have been able to tell that.
The two just watched the sight for a long time, not really knowing what to do about the fact that the Perry's mother is in the emergency room, and there isn't a thing that they could do to help her. It was like Chris' whole world was coming down and there wasn't anything he could do to stop it. Could things really get any worse.
The Perry was about to find out. Out of the blue a doctor came up to him. It was very clear that he was one of the doctors working on his mother since he had a lot of paper work with her name written all over.
"Excuse me are you Mr. Christopher Perry," the doctor asked.
Chris looked over at the man saying, "yes that will be me, who's asking?"
"Hi, I'm doctor Smith," he replied. "I'm your mother's doctor," he extended out his hand for Chris to take.
Chris took the man's hand and shook it. He could tell that he must not have good news or else he wouldn't be talking to him. Chris wishes that the man would say that his mother is okay and it would be good for him to take her home, but the Perry knows the chances of that are slim to none. If only he could change the odds.
"Mr. Perry, I'm sorry to say that one of your neighbors called after seeing your mother passed out in your front lawn," he said looking over some of his papers. "From recent records, it shows that your mom has cancer?" he asked.
Chris nodded at the nodded.
"Has she been taking kemo," he questioned.
"Yes," the Perry answered.
"For how long," the doctor said taking it all down.
"Four years, and she's been doing fine," Chris said.
The doctor wrote that down also, before he spoke again. "I'm sorry Mr. Perry, but it doesn't always work," he replied back. "Right now your mom is lucky to be alive, but we're going to try the second treatment of kemo and see how things work out."
"Do you know if she'll be okay," the brunette asked more worried than ever.
The doctor tried to think hard for an answer that would most favor the son in front of him, but when he couldn't find one he just said what he had to. "Mr. Perry, I have to be honest with you, things are not looking good in there, and like I said, we're going to do some more test and then try a second round of kemo, but there's no telling what will happen in the end," he explained. With all of that said, the doctor really didn't want to tell the boy anything else. He could already see the boy about to break right there and even though he deals with situations such as this all the time, this situation hurts the most for some reason.
Chris could have fainted there. His mom is trapped between life and death, and he doesn't know if she's going to be okay. Everything he's done to take care of her would be for nothing if he were to lose her now. He can't lose her now, he just can't. He wouldn't know what to do or who would be there for him when he needed something. No one, that's the answer. All he has is his mother, and that's all he might ever have.
Wyatt was there motionless watching the whole scene take place. There was still nothing that he could do. If he could do anything then he wouldn't let Chris go through all of this, but not even his power can change all of this.
The blond started moving toward the brunette to talk to him, but just as he started to get closer, Chris took off. For no reason at all the young Perry started running out of the hospital. He really wanted to be alone to blow off some steam. His mood had changed from upset to pissed off really fast, and he knew that if he stay around the hospital for too much longer he was going to go insane
Wyatt knew more than anything he had to follow him. He knows how anger can take over a person's mind and corrupt them. If he doesn't go after Chris, the brunette might end up doing some things that he would regret.
The blond continued to search high and low for Chris. He had checked everywhere. His house, the school, back at the hospital again, even with his cousin Bianca to see if she's heard from him, but so far no good. Somehow the phoenix had managed to cut Wyatt's connection to him, making it hard for him to locate him. Why was it so hard to find one little witch/phoenix. Chris was a very hard one to track down.
Wyatt had come home and even started to scry for Chris for two hours, but so far no luck. That's when the blond had to start putting himself in Chris' shoes. 'If I were an angry witch and I wanted to take my anger out on something, where would I go'. He asked himself. It wasn't long before the blond figured it out. He couldn't help but feel so stupid for why he didn't think of this place.
The blond orbed right to the Underworld. The place was big, but he knew that a phoenix, like Chris wouldn't have many places that he would go demon hunting. Instead of going to find him, he figured he might as well let Chris come to him. So he stood there and waited.
Five minutes later, the blond heard screams of demons being tortured. Part of him wanted to laugh, seeing as how Chris and him come to the same place to take out their anger, but then this isn't something that Chris should be doing. If he keeps this up then his mind will be overcome will anger and there will be no turning back.
Three demons came running around the corner, and Chris was right on their trail. His face was all dirty, and his knuckles and everything were bleeding. He was in bad shape and didn't look too well for himself.
Chris pounced on top of one of the demons, while the other two hid behind rocks. They knew they were doomed either way, because behind them was an angry assassin and in front of them was the Twice Blessed, who they had plenty of encounters with, but not many had survived his wrath. More demons survived facing Chris than they did with Wyatt.
The brunette conjured an athame as soon as he had the demon in the position that he wanted him in. Instead of just putting him out of his misery and stabbing him in the chest, the brunette wanted to make him suffer, he he started cutting him up. First he cut the demon's neck, then he stuck his athame in his eyes and pulled them out. When he was tired of it screaming he stabbed it in the chest and let it die right there.
The other two tried to take off, but Chris conjure another athame and hurled it straight at one of them, hitting him dead in the back, causing him to be consumed by flames before he blew up. The brunette smirked seeing as that was two down and only one to go.
Looking over he saw the last demon running for his life like a little girl. Chris immediately shimmered in front of him. The demon was begging him not to kill him, but all that fear that Chris saw in his eyes made him happy. It was so nice to watch something that doesn't deserve to live beg for their life, while so many other people don't have the chance. His mother was a good example. That was all it too to set Chris off, was one thought about his mother. He then conjured another athame and stuck it dead in the demon's stomach. Hearing him cry out in pain was music to his ears. How he loved to make demons suffer, which was nothing compared to the suffering that his mother was doing. Soon the demon was vanquished and all that was left of him was his ashes. Chris was still wanting more. This was only a quick warm up. Now the real fun begins.
As he got up, he finally caught sight of Wyatt who was standing not to far from him. He must have not noticed him at first because he was too distracted by all the demons. Can't believe the guy actually showed up.
"What are you doing here," Chris growled.
Right now Wyatt could see that Chris wasn't being himself. His mind was clouded with madness and he couldn't think straight even if he wanted to. He can't blame this all on Chris, because he has to deal with something big at this age.
"You know, I could ask you the same question," Wyatt replied.
Chris just shook his head and began to move past the blond. He didn't have time for this and if he was going to make his plan of killing all the demons he could find within a two hour time period, then he would have to keep moving and not argue with Wyatt.
"You know doing all of this isn't going to help your mother," Wyatt stopped him.
Chris turned around and looked at the blond angrily. "You don't know me, and you don't know my mom either," he replied as he began to walk off again.
"I think I know you well enough to say that this isn't you," he pointed out.
For a second there Chris couldn't help but think that Wyatt was right. Looking down at his dirty hands and then his bloody knuckles, he knew that this wasn't something that he would normally do. Was Wyatt right about anger clouding his mind and taking over.
Chris shook his head. "Why do you care? The only reason that you're here is because some stupid elders are forcing you to," he replied thinking about all the stuff that Wyatt has put him through. It would be too funny for him to actually start caring about him.
Wyatt was boiling inside. Though part of it was true, the bigger part of it wasn't. "Look, I'm not here just because of the elders alright, so get your facts straight," he said back.
"Then why are you hear?" The brunette asked.
"I..I..I don't know," Wyatt answered.
"That's what I thought," Chris said as he began to walk off once more.
Wyatt shook his head watching as the brunette in front of him continued his wrath against the Underworld. The blond knew that it was up to him to guide him back or else he would be lost, and as much as Wyatt hates to say this, but Chris is a good person and it would be ashamed to see his personality go away because of all this.
"Chris," Wyatt stopped him once more.
"What," Chris asked angrily. Could he go two steps without his whitelighter calling after him. Right now he wishes he could hurt him, but then again he knows he's a good witch and doing something like that would be pure evil and its not something his mother would want him to do.
"Look at you," Wyatt pointed.
The brunette looked at himself up and down. He was pretty dirty from all the vanquishing and everything. He's never been this dirty in his life. Normally when he gets a speck of dirt on him, he's so fast to go wash it off, but he was in such a bad state that he didn't even notice that he was starting to lose himself.
"So," Chris shrugged.
Wyatt couldn't believe he wasn't making a big deal out of this. "You're dirty," he stated.
"And your point is," Chris asked.
The blond knew he couldn't get much out of Chris. Heck, he wasn't himself right now, so all he could do was try to help him through this best as he could. "Chris, where are you going to stay tonight," Wyatt asked worried. He really didn't trust the brunette to stay at home by himself, where he could do just about anything.
"At home, where else am I going to stay," Chris smart mouthed back.
"By yourself?"
"Yeah, why, do you have a problem with that? I'm not five Wyatt, I can take care of myself," Chris hissed at the blond. Chris was done listening to Wyatt and he wanted to get back to his game so he continued walking.
"Chris," Wyatt called, but the brunette ignored him. The blond shook his head and followed after him. "Chris could you please wait a minute," Wyatt asked.
"What?!" The brunette yelled frustrated having to stop for the millionth time.
"Are you sure you'll be okay by yourself," Wyatt asked once more.
"I'll be fine," Chris said once again. "Why do you keep asking?"
"I was just making sure okay, and," Wyatt said taking in a deep breath. He was real nervous for what he was about to ask Chris. "I don't know if you cook or not, and well since your mom isn't home I normally don't do this, but I was wondering if you wanted to come over for dinner," the blond offered.
For a second there, Chris stood there motionless. Then out of nowhere he began laughing like this was the funniest thing he's ever heard. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was thinking that maybe he should get his ears checked.
"What's so funny," the blond gritted through his teeth. He had just offered the guy to come over for dinner so he wouldn't be alone, and now he's laughing in his face. That's not just an insult, that's a slap in the face.
"Since when does a guy like you, offer a guy like me to come over to your house for dinner," Chris asked.
"Look, I'm just trying to be nice alright," the blond replied frustrated.
"Okay well lets just set something straight, I don't need your sympathy alright," he growled. "I'll be fine on my own, and you just need to stop pretending to be so nice to me, because you and I both know that we were meant to be enemies and that's all we'll ever be, so how about you just go to hell and leave me alone," Chris walked away, but was to stop and fall to the ground. For some reason he was starting to feel pain. It was coming from his ribs. The only way that could have happened was when he was hit by that energy ball the demon hurled at him, but he was probably so angry that he didn't even notice all the pain.
"Chris you okay," Wyatt said running over to his aid.
"I'm fine, just stay away from me," the brunette said pushing Wyatt away from him and crawling towards the entrance to another part of the Underworld.
Wyatt couldn't believe how stubborn he was as he watched the brunette crawl away helplessly. The blond knew that he wasn't going to make it much further, and he knew that the only way he can help Chris is if he forces it on him, which he knows the guy isn't going to like, but right now Wyatt doesn't care if Chris likes him or not. All he cares about is his well being.
The blond then started to sense danger. He looked up on the ceiling of the Underworld, and saw a demon on the walls, ready to pounce on Chris. The twice blessed then looked back at Chris and saw that he was only a few inches away from the spot the demon wanted him at.
"Chris look out!" Wyatt shouted.
Chris didn't know why the guy was saying that. He looked around, and then looked up and saw a demon diving down after him. It was too late to move and the young Perry was just seconds away from being pummeled.
Wyatt's reflexes kicked in and he lifted his hands and flicked his wrist, blowing the demon into ashes, but it got Chris a little more dirty.
All that dust was making Chris cough. One thing he couldn't believe was that his worst enemy had just saved his life. That was more strange than anything that Wyatt has ever done to him. Out of all the people Chris knows, the last person he would expect to save his was Wyatt.
After the dust cleared a little Wyatt could see Chris more clearly and walked over to him. "You alright," he asked, seeing as Chris was still coughing.
"I'm fine," Chris replied as he wiped himself off. "Thanks," he said.
"For what," Wyatt asked.
"For saving my life, what else," Chris said back.
"Oh, no problem," Wyatt shrugged. "I mean uhh, you're welcome," he said a little nervous. He doesn't know why he's nervous around Chris now. It was just something about him. "Are you sure you don't want to come over to my house, I mean, my mom is making her special meatloaf, and you know there's always enough for another person," Wyatt offered once more hoping that Chris would really take it.
"Thanks Wyatt, but no thanks," Chris replied.
"Aww, come on, why not," Wyatt asked.
"I just don't think I should be imposing on your family," Chris said making up the best excuse he possibly could.
"Don't worry, you won't be imposing, I promise," Wyatt said.
"If I say yes, will you leave me alone for the rest of the night," Chris asked.
Wyatt nodded, but he kept one arm behind his back with his fingers crossed.
"Okay, then I'll go," Chris finally agreed.
Piper was finishing her cooking and was ready to serve. She was happy to see that Wyatt had brought home a guest. The first guest that he's brought home in years, besides Jason, who is over the house all the time anyway so he really doesn't count. Never in a million years did the mother of three think that her son would actually bring home a person that he hated. She would have never thought Wyatt would have asked Chris to come over to their house while he's going through a lot. If anything she had expected for Wyatt to probably get into more trouble from putting Chris through worse, but it was good to see Wyatt turn over a new leave for once. She was very proud of him.
The mother of three was still a little nervous of how the family is going to react to Chris. She knows that she's probably going to have to kill her two twin sons. They're almost more trouble than Wyatt is. By the time they get to his age, the might be. So far they don't go out and party a lot, but they do get sent to detention at school and then to make things worse, they do have smart mouths that get them in more trouble than anything.
Piper just decided to brush it off. Things will be perfect and she's not going to let anything bad happen. If her two sons act crazy, she's just going to hit them upside of the head and get them right back in line, just like she has to do with Wyatt sometimes, but it only works for a split second with Wyatt. It works a lot longer for the twins.
The mother was done cooking and now it was time to call all the boys down. Wyatt was in the bathroom healing Chris from his wounds that he got from demon hunting, while the twins were in their room doing who knows what. She figured she might as well wait till she's done setting the table for dinner, since the boys will be coming down fast and they do attack the food like vultures.
As soon as she started moving through the other door she nearly hit Leo with the plate seeing as he was about to enter as she was leaving. "Watch out, hot stuff coming through," Piper said forcing Leo to move out of the way as she set stuff on the table.
"Smells great honey," Leo said.
"Thanks," Piper said as she continued to make her rounds back and forth, from the kitchen to the table.
"So, you think the boys will be on their best behavior," Leo questioned. Somehow he and Piper were always worried about the same things.
"They better," Piper said. "Or else I'll ground them until they're twenty one," she threatened. "BOYS DINNER!" The mother called and then braced herself as she heard three rumbling guys coming from up the stairs.
Dinner was pretty silent. No one really knew what to say since Chris was around. Surprisingly, the twins were even silent. They knew that their mom would probably kill them, literally, if they opened up their mouths and something bad came out since she had been giving them the evil eye ever since they got to the table.
Both Leo and Piper sat at the heads of the table. Wyatt and Chris sat next to each other on one side, while Ryan and Warren were sitting on the other.
Piper was really getting tired of the silence and decided that she would break it. She really wanted to know more about Chris since he was Wyatt's charge, but then again she always knew that him and Wyatt had gone to school together in elementary. Other than that, she really didn't know much about him, so she really wanted a chance to get to know him.
"So, Chris, how long have you known Wyatt," the mother asked trying to start a conversation. Even though she knows they went to middle school together, she couldn't think of any other way to start out a conversation.
"Ever since kindergarten," Chris answered being specific. "We had the same teacher and for some reason I always got put in a desk next to his," the brunette joked around. "Yeah I moved away not too much longer after starting school."
"Why," Piper asked.
"Long story," Chris said simply.
"We've got time," Piper pursued. "Really, I want to hear all about it," she said.
Wyatt was getting more and more nervous by the minute. Why did his mom have to act all interested in someone he's brought over. This was real embarrassing. Right now he was hoping that his brothers would just come out and say something that would turn the attention to them instead of Chris, because he doesn't want his mom asking all these questions. If Wyatt could do it all over again, he would have gone to Chris' house instead of Chris coming to his house.
"Okay," Chris said. He was about to start, but then he heard his cell phone ringing. "Hold that thought," Chris asked as he answered the phone. "Hello," he started. "This is he, uh huh, What?! Is she alright?! How bad is it," the brunette all of a sudden started panicking over the phone, and no one knew what he was panicking over. "I'll be right there," he hung up the phone. "I'm sorry but I have to go," the brunette told them all as he got up from his chair.
"What's going on," Piper asked worried.
"I'm sorry, I don't have time to explain, I just have to get over to the hospital now," Chris said as he headed for the door.
"Chris wait," Wyatt chased after him. "I'll drive you," he offered.
"You sure," Chris asked. "I mean I don't want to take away from your time with your family," the brunette told him.
"Don't worry about it," Wyatt assured. He really never spends time with his family a lot anyway, so what harm is a couple of hours away from them going to do. As a matter of fact, he likes it when he's away from them, especially today. Now they can stop harassing other people into trying to figure out stuff in his life. "Just let me get my coat," Wyatt told him.
The whole ride to the hospital was very quiet. Wyatt didn't want to say anything because he knew Chris was under a lot right now, even though he didn't know what was going on. It was easy to assume things had taken a turn for the worst by the way Chris was in a hurry to go to the hospital. Wyatt would ask Chris what happened, but he doesn't want Chris thinking about it too hard or else he knows that he just might faint.
Chris' heart had nearly stopped when he got the call from the doctor. He was so happy that Wyatt didn't ask him about it all the whole way over here. For some reason, the brunette can sense that Wyatt is changing, but he doesn't know what is causing this. Maybe this is just a trick and soon he might have the old Wyatt back. That's more than likely what's going to happen. This is just probably sympathy because of his mother.
When the two boys had finally made it to the hospital, Chris went to the front desk and once again asked for his mother, and the woman directed him to a different room than the first one. Chris nodded and quickly made his way up the stairs and too the new room. Once he got there, he got the shock of his life. It wasn't because his mother had more machinery on her, it was because someone was there that Chris hated more than he hated Wyatt.
"Hello Christopher," Jared Perry said to his son. "Its good to see you," he smiled.
The brunette just stood there motionless for a moment. Then all of a sudden, Chris turned into the incredible hulk. His mind was overcome with more anger than it had ever been. The young Perry jumped onto his father and started pounding away at his face, not caring if the nurses or whoever came in and saw this. This was a man who abandoned him and his mother so long ago. He deserves everything that he's getting. A man who left his family because he found out his son was gay. The brunette continued his assault on his father, not stopping once for anything. The punches were just coming and coming, left and right. The elder Perry didn't even have time to move before he was hit with another punch. By now his face was all swollen, his nose was bleeding, his lips were bleeding, and he even had a few broken teeth.
Wyatt was shocked. So shocked that he wasn't able to do anything at first. He couldn't believe that the young Perry's father had shown right back up. Wyatt thought he had some nerve showing up like that. A father can't just walk out of his son's life and then hope to come right back in just because something is going wrong with his mother.
The blond had finally saw all he could take. He had to admit that Chris was starting to become a little too violent, so he quickly went over and pulled Chris off of his father and held him back. Even though Wyatt is a muscular blond and Chris is a skinny swimmer, Wyatt had to admit, when Chris is angry he can really be one person to hold back in a fight. He must have been holding this anger in for a long time.
The elder Perry slowly got up and started to wipe the blood off his face. "I didn't come here for this Christopher," he said.
"You shouldn't of come at all you bastard," Chris hissed.
"Who is that holding you back, huh, your boyfriend," Jared teased his son still remembering his sexuality.
Chris nearly broke free from Wyatt's grasp, but if it weren't for Wyatt strong arms holding him back, Jared wouldn't be alive right now. "No, this is Wyatt, and we're not even friends alright," Chris told him. "He's just my whitelighter, but right he's acting as yours since he's holding me back."
"My, my Chris, you always had anger issues," Jared reminded him. "You might want to go see a psychiatrist for that," he said as he walked out of the room. "Tell your mother that I stopped by."
Once the man was out of sight, and Wyatt felt safe to know that Chris wasn't going to go after him, he let Chris go. Wyatt has only known the man for a few seconds and already he doesn't like him. The guys a jerk who should be put in jail for leaving his family. Any man who leaves because his son is gay doesn't deserve to come back into their lives.
"Sorry you had to see that," Chris apologized.
"Don't worry about it," Wyatt said. "Was that your father," he asked just wanting to make sure it was who he thought it was.
"Yes, and I wish he would have never come back," Chris gritted through his teeth.
"Mr. Perry," the doctor said entering the doorway. "Is everything alright," he asked. He had heard all sorts of commotion while he was doing some other things and he figured he might as well hurry back up here.
"Yeah, everything is fine," Chris told him.
"Good," he nodded. "Mr. Perry I have some things to tell you," he started. "That's why I called you down here. We ran some test and so far the cancer has spread worse than what we thought it did, and right now we don't know how we're going to treat it, but believe me Mr. Perry we're going to do all we can to treat your mother," the doctor assured.
"What's wrong with her now," Chris asked seeing that his mom was hooked up to something that looked a little odd.
"Right now your mother is in a comma and well I'm sorry to say this, but its really up to her to wake up," the doctor told the young Perry. "I know this is hard for you, but there's not much more we can do. All we can do is wait and hope that she wakes up in time for us to treat the cancer before it takes over her whole body."
"So does this mean she could die," Chris asked his worse fear. He doesn't know what he's going to do if he loses his mother. He already lost his father, well as far as he knows his father is dead. If she goes he won't have anyone.
"We don't know yet Mr. Perry, but when we know more, we will contact you," the doctor told him. "I'm sorry to have to do this, but visiting hours are over," the man said as he left, which meant that Chris and Wyatt could no longer stay.
Chris felt like he's been stabbed in the chest. He's hurt. His mother is in a bad state and right now there is nothing that he can do to help her. How he wished that he wasn't alive right now, and that this was a dream and that he'd wake up from it and his family would be together again.
Wyatt could sense the younger Perry's emotions and began to worry a lot more. "Chris, you okay," he asked.
"Yeah," the brunette faintly lied. "I'm just going to go home and try not to think about it all," he said as he left the room of his mother.
Wyatt doesn't know what came over him, but he felt like he had to do this. "Hey um, Chris if you want to you can stay with me until your mom gets out of the hospital if you don't want to stay at home alone," Wyatt offered. "I've got two beds in my room and you can sleep in one of them."
"What?!" Chris asked not believing what he had just heard. "What would your mom say?"
"I'm pretty sure that she'll be alright with it," Wyatt promised.
"I don't know," Chris said. He still remembers that him and Wyatt don't like each other, but now Wyatt is offering Chris a place to stay until his mom comes home. Chris really wants to take it because he doesn't want to be alone.
"Come on Chris, I promise I won't play any tricks, and once your mom is home things can go back to normal if you want, and you and I can go back to fighting again," Wyatt told him. "Just please come stay with us because I don't want you to be by yourself tonight."
"I don't have any clothes though," Chris said making up every excuse in the book.
"Don't worry, I mean, my brothers look to be about your size, so I'm pretty sure you can borrow some of theirs," Wyatt told him. Wyatt could see by the expression on the boy's face that he was clearly starting to change his mind. "Maybe you could even help me with the homework Mr. Edwards assigned," he added. "Chris come on just stay with me and my family tonight and if you don't like it then you can go back home tomorrow, but just for tonight please stay because I know this all might be a little too much for you to handle in one day," Wyatt pointed out.
Chris really couldn't argue anymore. He was out of ideas and he knew that Wyatt wasn't going to quit until he said yes, but on a lighter note he said that if he didn't like it, he could go back home. He might as well just do it since there is no way he's going to be able to convince Wyatt that he would be fine on his own tonight.
"Okay, I'll stay with you, but only because you insist," Chris laughed for the first time today.
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