Hello again, I'm back to update again. I'd just like to say thank you to everybody again, especially 66Witch again, who I didn't manage to personally review. I have to admit I was a little lazy on that aspect, really sorry there, I've just managed to get in and reply to people really, so thought it best to get the update up.

Anyway, here it is...

Wedding Nightmares

Later that night, more like early hours of the next morning, Wyatt and Chris had gotten home. The Perry took his daughter up to bed, while Wyatt sat on the couch, thinking about the hospital. He had seen his mother and straight away he knew both her and Leo were not telling him everything, but they said it was nothing to worry about, that Piper would be out of the hospital in no time. He hoped that was the case and that nobody was lying to him.

He looked up as he heard footsteps to see Chris walking down the stairs and into the living room.

"You ok?" Chris asked, sitting next to the blonde, taking his hand gently. He knew what the waiting game was like, after everything with his grandfather, and now knew what not having all the information was like. He also knew there was something Leo was hiding from them, people did not just collapse for no reason. Well, he did not exactly saw no reason, some medical reason that could be cured by some blood transfusions, Wyatt seemed to take it so Chris did not push for anymore reasons.

"She's going to be ok, right?" Wyatt looked into his lover's eyes, searching for answers that he could not find, "I mean, this is nothing major, right? She'll be…"

"Leo said she'd be out in no time," Chris nodded his head, "He wouldn't lie to you about something like that. He'd tell you if it was serious, they both would."

"I guess I'm just worried."

"Course you are," Chris nodded his head, "I know what you feel like, remember when I found out my grandpa was in hospital?"

"You went a little skits."

"Yeah," Chris nodded his head, "And I'd dealt with losing my parents, so I should have known how to deal with that. You've got no reason to know…"

"When Lizzie was in hospital," Wyatt interrupted the brunette, "It was nothing like this, it was almost as if I knew she was going to bounce back. Just seeing her made me realise that she was going to be fine. With me mom, I don't know that. She looked so ill and so frail, I've never seen her look like that. She's always been there and always been fine and…"

"The doctors will make her like that again," Chris comforted the Halliwell, "Don't think too much about it. She will get better, Wyatt."

Wyatt nodded his head, but was not too convinced. He did not know whether it was that fact that she wanted to talk to Leo first, or that the doctor had pulled Leo to one side, or whether it was just seeing his mom, but something inside him told him there was something else to it, he just did not know what it was yet.

"Maybe you should go to bed, try and get some sleep." Chris offered, but the Halliwell shook his head.

"I've got to wash what…"

"I'll do that," Chris sighed, "You go up to bed, I'll be there in a minute."

Once he managed to convince Wyatt to go to bed, Chris made his way to the kitchen to clean up the things that Wyatt had used earlier for Lizzie's dinner. While he cleared the plate from the table, he accidentally knocked the glass that was half full of milk, spilling the milk and smashing the glass on the floor.

"Damn it," he cursed, staring at the broken pieces of the smashed glass, looking at how it glistened different colours in the light from the liquid on it. That was when everything hit him, and he broke down into tears. He had seen Piper has a second mother to him, and to lose her was scaring him. He could not lose her, not yet anyway. He sat on the chair at the table and put his head in his hands, not able to stop the tears from falling from his eyes. Looking up to the ceiling, he was picturing past the house, into the night sky, where he hoped someone was listening to him, "Don't let her die, please, she has to be ok."

That night, when Leo had gotten back to the manor, he found himself alone at 3am, sat in the kitchen and drinking a beer. He knew this was not going to help him, but it was something to numb the pain he was feeling right now, even though it was not working.

Four hours ago, he had found out his wife had a tumour and was going to die in three months time. He had never thought that that would happen, it was so strange, he saw it every day in his job, but he never thought he would have to go through what the families of his patients had to do.

He looked at the almost empty bottle and let a tear run down his cheek. He had told Wyatt and Matthew that it was nothing to serious, but a rare blood disorder that was treatable, what were they going to think in three months time when they were going to be stood at her grave, saying their final goodbyes? They were all going to hate him for lying, he really wanted to tell them the truth, but could not find the ways to do it, and Piper had asked him not to. She had asked him to lie to them, but he could not blame it on her, she was trying to protect her boys.

"Dad?" his son's voice came from the kitchen door, causing Leo to look up to see the 15-year-old in PJ bottoms and a T-shirt, "She's going to be ok, right?"

The 61-year-old doctor looked back at the glass and closed his eyes, he was going to lie again, God forgive him, "She'll be fine son. She'll be out of the hospital in a week or so, you heard the doctors."

"I mean when she's at home," Matthew clarified his worries, "Is she going to have to go for blood transfusions every day?"

"Erm…" Leo sighed, what did he tell the 15-year-old now? No, in six months time your mother will be dead? Or did he had to lie through his teeth? He chose the latter, knowing it was what Piper really wanted, "I don't know, Matty, maybe. There'll be more tests every now and again."

"Can I sit with you dad?"

Leo looked into the hazel eyes that screamed that he was Piper's son, the only one of the three boys that had her eyes, something that Leo was not going to see in six months time. Sighing, he pulled out a chair next to him and patted it.

"Come and sit down, son."

Once Matthew was sat down, they both sat in silence, neither of the two said anything for the rest of the night.

After a few days had passed, Piper was out of the hospital, but only because the doctors knew that they could trust Leo to take good care of her, otherwise she would have had to stay for a while longer.

Wyatt had taken the day off college to make sure he was at the manor when his mother came back from the hospital, to make sure everything was how she liked it. Knowing that his mother was sick, even without knowing the real reason, made him see there was more to life than the problems that he had had over the past couple of months. It actually proved that his problems were nothing, yet she was always there for him, and now he was going to be there for his mother, whenever she wanted anything. The Halliwell had even managed to get Chris to help him out too, before he went in for an early shift at the restaurant, to help Piper keep the business afloat while she was incapable.

While Wyatt was in the kitchen, Chris was in the hallway, dusting the coffee table.

"Leo, I'm sick, not dying," Piper's voice came from the doorway as the front door was opened, "Not yet anyway. You don't need to do everything for me. I swear, you lot will be the death of me, not this stupid tumour."

Chris frowned as he looked towards the door, had he heard that right? Piper had a tumour. He looked to the door as he saw the mother of three walk through the door, a smile on her face when their eyes met.

"Chris, sweetie, what are you doing here?"

"Erm, me and Wyatt thought we'd get the house all sorted out for you," the Perry smiled, maybe she was joking around with Leo, since she did not seem too worried that he could have overheard something, "So you don't have to worry about it."

"Oh, you didn't have to," Piper laughed slightly, "Where is that eldest son of mine?"

"Kitchen." Chris smiled, motioning his head in the direction of the swinging door that led to the room.

"Have you two got a date set for the wedding yet?" Piper now asked, as she made her way to the kitchen to see Wyatt, "You know, sometime over Christmas would be romantic."

Piper never waited for an answer, she just made her way into the kitchen, leaving Chris to turn his attention to Leo. In fact, Wyatt had asked Chris if they could postpone their wedding until Piper had gotten better, since he wanted her at full health for the ceremony, little did he know that that would never be the case.

"Romantic?" Chris raised an eyebrow towards his lover's step-dad.

"Humour her," Leo sighed, realising what Piper really wanted. She wanted to see her son get married, knowing that her body would not be able to fight the tumour in head, "She's been like this since we left the hospital." Chris tried to put on a smile, but he knew there was something more to Piper's illness than either herself or Leo was letting on, he just wished he knew what it was, but seriously hoped it was not anything to do with the tumour that she had mentioned.

"Sweetie, don't worry about me," Piper waved her son off as they sat at the table, "Get married now, you've been waiting for it for months now. You know Christmas would be the perfect time to do it. It would be so romantic for the two of you."

"Mom, we're gonna wait for you to get better, ok?" Wyatt took his mother's hands into his own, looking into her chocolate coloured eyes, "There is going to be no wedding until we know you're gonna be well for it."

"I'll be fine by Christmas…"

"It's like a month away," Wyatt shook his head, "In fact, less than a month away. We wouldn't be able to get everything sorted that fast anyway."

"Course we would," Piper smiled to her son, "The family's big enough to sort all of that out."

"Mom, you're not going to be doing anything," the 21-year-old shook his head, "You're going to be resting until you're completely better, aren't you?"

"I'm fine, Wyatt," the mother of three sighed, "And knowing you and Chris will be getting married, I'll be even better."

"Maybe mom," Wyatt sighed, but he was only saying it to make her happy at the moment, "I'd just prefer you to be back to full health."

But Piper knew that would never happen, and she wanted to see her son married before her death, which meant she would have to talk to somebody to talk him into it, and there was only one person.

It was so weird how the news had affected everybody differently, more like it was weird how the news had affected Leo, from Chris' point of view anyway. He could tell just from how the doctor acted that there was more to the illness than what either he or Piper were letting on about, and Chris seriously wondered whether Piper was actually being serious that day he heard her. A few more days had passed, and he and Wyatt spent more time at the manor than at their own home, making sure Piper was ok. Not that Chris minded, he wanted to know just as much as Wyatt, but they also needed to get ready for the visit from the social services again, which was in two weeks time. They had to make sure neither of them contradicted each other on the time that Chris had been away, otherwise the services would see through their lies and take Elizabeth from them, and that was one thing they really did not need right now.

"Chris?" the Perry turned around as he heard Piper's voice behind him, "Chris, sweetie, can I talk to you for a few minutes."

"Course," Chris smiled as he felt her pull on his arm to the living room, "Is everything ok?"

Piper had chosen now to talk to Chris, since everybody else, except for Leo, were out of the house, so now would be a good time to let him know the seriousness of her illness, and to get him to talk to Wyatt about them having their wedding sooner.

"Sweetie, this is going to be hard for you to hear," Piper started, she did not know how to even tell her soon to be son-in-law this, she could not just come out with it, "You know the tests that the doctors took, well it's not just as simple as a blood thing."

Chris gulped, it was as if he knew what she was going to say. In fact, he felt like he did know after what he had overheard the other day, but he prayed to God that it was not true.

"Sweetie, I've got a brain tumour," she informed him slowly, so that he would have time to process the information, "The doctors…they say…" now it was hitting her, this was why she did not want to have to tell her family until they really had to know, because it would hurt her to tell them just as much as it would hurt them to know, "They say I've got three months," Piper went on, "Which is why I want you and Wyatt to get married at Christmas, when I'm still at a good enough strength to see it and remember it."

Chris could not say a word to the mother of three, his mind was racing, the woman who he thought of as a second mother was going to die in three months time. He did not want to, but he could not help but shed a tear as he thought about it, as he tried to hold the rest of the tears in. However, seeing the tears streaming down the Halliwell's face brought it all out of him and he broke down.

"Hey, come here," Piper pulled the 22-year-old brunette to her and comforted him as much as she could, "It's going to be ok," after a while, she pushed Chris back and looked into his green eyes, "It's going to be ok," she repeated, this time seeing the Perry nod his head, "And I don't want Wyatt to know about it," now she went on, "I've told you so that you can talk to Wyatt about getting married over Christmas."

"But Piper," Chris started, feeling his voice breaking the whole time, "He needs to know, he'll never agree unless…"

"At least try, please," Piper sighed, "I don't want any of my boys to know, it'll be too hard on them."

"What about Chemo?" Chris now asked, "Or removing the tumour or…"

"They can't remove the tumour because of where it is," Piper explained to the male, taking his hands gently, "And Chemo will give me an extra month or two, but it will still leave me as a shell by the end of it. I don't want any of you to see me like that, I don't even want Leo or my sisters to see me like that, which is the main reason I don't want anybody else to know?"

"Prue? Phoebe? Paige?"

"None of them," Piper shook her head, "Please, sweetie, I don't want them to know. I just want you and Wyatt to get married while I remember it and while I'm around to see it."

Reluctantly, Chris nodded his head to put a smile on the woman's face. Now what was he meant to do?

"That was the doctors," Wyatt sighed as he sat back on the couch, next to his brunette lover, "The test results are back, I've made us both appointments for tomorrow afternoon. I can ask my dad to look after Lizzie."

"We could take her with us again." Chris answered, not looking at Wyatt, everything about Piper's illness still running through his head. He had no idea how he was going to convince Wyatt for them to get married over Christmas without him knowing the truth.

"Maybe not a good idea if one of us finds out we have something," the 21-year-old sighed, looking at Chris suspiciously. Why had he not looked at him? Why was he staring at the TV, that just showed the advertisements? "It's ok, I'm sure my mom and dad won't mind for like half an hour or something."

Chris closed his eyes, wanting to tell Wyatt the truth rather than hiding it, but he could not. Then it would be going against Piper's wishes, which was probably not the best idea.

"Hey, are you ok?" Wyatt now asked, as he watched Chris put his head back on the couch, with his eyes closed tight, and his feet tapping, "You know if one of us has something, it's not the end of the world. I'm still gonna love you no matter what."

"So you're saying I'm the one that's going to have something?" Chris now looked over at the Halliwell, a slight smirk on his face, they had not even spoken about this yet. They had been so worried about Piper that all thoughts of the STI checks had gone out of the window. Actually, it now panicked Chris, but hearing Wyatt say that reassured him that no matter what the two were meant to be.

"I'm not saying that," Wyatt shook his head, changing his seat position so he could look at Chris directly, "I'm just saying if you do have something then I'm gonna love you, no matter what it is, I couldn't imagine my life without you."

"What if it's HIV?" Chris now asked, sitting up and mimicking Wyatt's sitting position, "I mean, we haven't ever thought about this? We haven't talked about it yet."

"No, but if it is, we can face it," the Halliwell answered, "Whatever it is, we'll face it together right? Whatever life now throws at us, we're gonna face together, yeah?" The Perry swallowed before he nodded his head, causing Wyatt to frown, "Chris, please, don't worry about this. I love you and no matter what goes on in my life the main thing is, I have you, and as long as I have you I know I'll get through anything."

Once again Chris swallowed, knowing that maybe what Wyatt was saying was not true, although he would never know it until it was too late.

Chris sat in the doctors office alone, Wyatt had just gone in to find out how his test results were. If he was honest, Chris was petrified, he knew that with Jamie cheating on him, and not knowing who or how many meant there was a huge chance of something, and this was the last thing he or Wyatt needed right now, especially with the news he had received from Piper. On that news, he really hated hiding it from his lover, he just wanted to tell him but he could not go against Piper's wishes. But he had spent the whole of last night in bed with Wyatt with it running through his head, and every time Wyatt asked what was wrong, he just had to lie and tell him it was the thought of the results.

Chris sat there, still thinking about what he was going to say to Wyatt, and then he wondered what would happen if any of the test results did come back positive. Sure, Wyatt had told him no matter what he would love Chris, but that did not tell either of them what it would be like if one of them did find out something was positive. Worst case scenario, one of them had HIV, that would affect them both for the rest of their lives, no matter which one it was, but they had not talked about it, just that if they were together they could face anything. Now worrying about what would happen if something came back positive, how it would affect them all, he did not notice Wyatt coming out of the room and the nurse calling his own name.

"Chris," Wyatt said, but Chris had his head in his hands, which were on his knees, where his feet were bouncing slightly, "Chris," Wyatt now bent down in front of his lover and stroked his hair gently, "Hey, Chris."

The 22-year-old looked up and into Wyatt's eyes, he was so nervous he could not do this.

"Come in with me?"

"Course I will." Wyatt nodded his head, fully concerned for how Chris was worrying about this, it was not like Chris to worry this much, but maybe so much had happened lately that it was all getting too much for him, since they had not really left much time to talk to each other. Either that, or was he really worried that much about having something? They had not talked about that either, so it was possible that he was seriously worried and worried about how the Halliwell would take it.

As they both sat in the room, the doctor went through the file.

"Ok, I'm pleased to say that the HIV test came back negative," Chris heard what the doctor said, but it had not registered, "And everything else…" the doctor seemed to trail off as he checked the file, making Chris worry even more. Wyatt realised now how much Chris was worrying, as he felt him grab his hand tight, "Are all negative."

"Serious?" Chris asked with a smile on his face, and Wyatt felt the feeling in his hand begin to return as the grip was loosened.

"Yes, Mr Perry," the doctor nodded with a smile on his face, slightly laughing, "Everything has come back negative."

So, ok, I can be a little nice...please leave a litle review :D