Disclaimer- I do not own Charmed, much as I want to. The only thing that is mine is this storyline.

Previously…

Wyatt looked down at his little brother. "You're going to be a twice blessed too!" His face radiated bliss at the thought of not being the most powerful, most famous witch ever…

Barbas paced around his in lair, looking in on the Charmed Ones through a seer's pool. I think I should be ready by Chris' 16th birthday…And killing Chris will make Piper, Leo and Wyatt's fear come to… LIFE!"

10

Chris sighed happily as he left the manor. He needed to go out and relax- socialize. He hadn't realized just how hard being twice blessed was. He was constantly complained about by the elders that he was too young to have the responsibility and it was bad enough for them to keep an eye on Wyatt. He snorted as he remembered the way that Piper had told them to 'go and shove it." But then there was ALL the training. He now didn't leave the magic school until five most nights.

No, he needed to go out. Get some air. And he thought that he would try somewhere different to his old haunt San Francisco Bridge. Everyone would think to look for him there. He blocked himself from being sensed. He was skiving after all. But he had left a note on Paige's desk do they wouldn't go looking for a demon. Every since the Underworld had found out he was twice blessed too, the attacks on the manor had increased as the demons tried to catch him while he was inexperienced in his new powers. They all seemed to forget that he was formidable with just his telekinesis. He still had trouble with his pyrokinesis, sometimes nightmares from his previous life caused him to set fire to his curtains or the lampshade. Poor Wyatt found it hard to sleep when Piper would come bursting in with a fire extinguisher. Chris couldn't control his new powers in his sleep- and he was still struggling to keep his empathy until control- it was not pleasant when his dreams were invaded by other people's feelings. He shuddered as he thought about the dream he had had that had been induced by his parent's feelings towards each other. Ewww. He had everyone in the house take an extra strong empathy potion specially geared into his power, since the one his family had taken for Phoebe didn't have any effect on his empathy.

Chris turned the corner and saw a nice looking coffee shop. He hadn't seen it before, but then he hadn't really gotten out much, being totally immersed in learning the Book of Shadows from cover to cover.

He opened the door, smiling as the bell above the door jingled to let the owner know there was a new customer. Chris looked around the shop, at the people leaning into chairs and reading papers with their coffee, at the parents giving their children hot chocolate.

He went up to the counter and ordered a latte. He figured that it wouldn't be as good as his Mum's, but he bought a muffin to go with it.

He turned around, and noticed that there weren't any free places to sit. He scanned the area again, and noticed a rather cute girl his age sitting by herself in the corner. She looked up and smiled shyly at him. He meandered up to her.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" He gestured at the full tables. "There isn't anywhere else for me to sit."

"Sure." She replied softly, taking a sip of her own coffee.

"My name's Chris."

"Nyala."

"Nice name."

"I like yours too." She said rather quietly.

Chris took a bit bite out of his muffin and smiled at the girl.

"I hope you don't tell anyone that I'm skipping school. I keep being bullied." She smiled sadly at Chris.

Chris swallowed his mouthful. "I'm skipping too- though I guess you have a better reason."

"It's okay. I guess it's because I'm so shy."

Chris decided to be really really nice to this girl that he had only just met. Besides, he quite liked her.

"That isn't any good reason for them to bully you. You seem really nice."

"You know, sometimes I wish I could just leave."

"But then they'd win."

"But it's hard." She looked away from him. She looked out the window. "What a cute dog." She pointed out the window.

As Chris looked at the dog, Nyala smirked. She took a vial out of her pocket and quickly poured it into his latte. A curl of purple steam rose from the cup and dissolved into the drink.

Chris turned back. "Yeah." Nyala watched him expectantly as he took a long sip of his drink.

Chris looked up at her and smiled. She smiled back.

Nyala got up. "I need to go. See you again sometime. I come here all the time. Meet you here tomorrow?"

Chris nodded.

Chris walked through the manor door. "Hi! I'm home!" He yelled cheerfully.

Piper came veering through the kitchen door. "JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING? LEAVING WITH ONLY A NOTE AND BLOCKING US FROM SENSING YOU! FOR ALL WE KNEW IT WAS A DEMON TRICK"-

Chris cut her off. "I met this amazing girl. Nyala. She's beautiful." He simpered.

Piper stopped her rant, looking at her son worriedly. "Since when do you admit you've found a girl…"

"But I want you to meet her. We're going to get married. I know."

Piper stared disbelieving at her son. He would normally back away from the m word, let alone announce it himself. She would normally have to play detective.

Wyatt orbed in. Chris grabbed him. "Wyatt! I've just met this most amazing girl…"

Wyatt raised an eyebrow, just as Chris doubled over in pain.

"AAargh!" He yelled. His stomach felt as though it was being torn in two. Like he had a thousand needles trying to get out.

Wyatt tried healing him, but his face creased with worry as the glowing of his hands had no effect.

"Nyala…will…make…it all…better…" He gasped before orbing out.