Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed. This chapter is short, sorry in advance. It is also kind of sappy. I wrote most of this story at the same time. Thank you for reading and enjoy. Chapter 4 Ironic

They have been gone a long time. I hope my parents are all right, but I know it may already be too late for me. My memories are starting to fade away .I thought your life was supposed to flash before your eyes when you die, but my life is slowly dwindling in front of me. My life is starting to not be real. I struggle to remember the first time Bianca and I kissed, making cookies with Mom, playing, but soon it is hard to even remember the pain I felt when Leo wouldn't show up for my birthdays. Maybe my life is the cost for Wyatt to be saved. No, don't think that way. There is still time. I look down at my hand that is starting to fade, and relies that there is not much left for me. Will people remember me? I mean after all is said and done, I was never here. Way to keep positive. It's actually ironic that I didn't tell them who I was because I was worried about changing my future too much. I had no idea that I might destroy my future. I didn't want to send Leo to Valhalla, he just got so defensive, and I had to do some thing. The elder thing I had to do though. I needed to be their white lighter. Good fat lot my plans did since I have screwed up big time .I hears a noise. I walk slowly down stairs as if I can prolong my existence. It's my aunts, but my parents aren't with them. I know that they're not dead because I am still here. "Phoebe? Paige?" I say uncertainly, not sure what to say. "Chris, you're alive, which means Piper and Leo are alive." Phoebe said with relief. "Um, I'm not sure about them, but my time is running out," I said as I lifted up my transparent hand. " Don't worry, we will figure out what happened and get your parents back," Phoebe reassures me as they leave to go to the attic. I hope she's right.