Chapter 15: Save You
The wind was all blowing, and I stood all soft and still.
I whispered to myself, I told me how I will.
I will save the world one day, I promise I will, to you.
I will save the world tomorrow. Tomorrow, I'll save you, too.
by G. K. 'Kat' Bird.
I'll fly my flag right-side down
I'll blow smoke into the sky
I'll spend my life
lighting up the night
Come for me
Run to me
Stay with me
We'll leave this place
Come find me here
I'm dying here
Save me and I'll save you
Alison watched as Chris struggled to hold onto his life. If only there was some way to save him without messing up destiny!
Wait a second, she thought, grasping at straws, maybe Chris doesn't have to die. Maybe they only have to think that he dies.
She frantically looked around for something to save Chris. Of course! The spells she had used earlier. She still remembered the blood-to-blood spell. But she had no knife, no way to spill the blood necessary for the spell.
She saw that Chris was about to die. She had no choice. She shoved her hand into her mouth, and used her tooth to rip open the scabbed-over cut.
Blood poured of the wound. She could taste the coppery tang in her mouth. She held her hand over the bed, and the blood welled out.
"Blood to Blood I summon thee Blood to Blood return to me."
She repeated the spell, over and over, growing dizzy with blood loss. Finally Chris appeared in front of her, fading into view. She lay her bloody hands on his chest.
The glow emanating from her hands did nothing. Only Gideon could heal him. Or at least that's what he thinks!
Sometimes pure power can do what experience cannot, she thought, and pushed with her mind, lifting the spell and healing him.
The world swam in and out of focus before her eyes. There was so much blood. She realized that she was bleeding, not just from her hand, but from a half-dozen nasty cuts all over her body, maybe side effects of lifting such a powerful spell.
She felt herself lose consciousness, but before she did, she said one last thing to Chris. "They can't know you're alive. Promise me you wont let them find out."
The newly healed Chris nodded. "I promise. But Alison-"
She was out cold, and her pulse was dropping. He had to do something. But what could he? She was like his little sister; he couldn't just sit back and let her die. But he had promised, and any whitelighter would eventually get word back that Chris was alive.
He took her in his arms and orbed to Halliwell Manor, then left her on the couch. He just hoped that someone would find her soon. Then he turned invisible and waited, but no one came.
I guess I have to do this myself, he thought, and orbed to Piper at the hospital, grabbed her arm, and orbed to the Manor with her, still invisible.
She looked around in surprise. "Okay, who did that?" She had felt the hand grabbing her arm.
Then she saw the girl on the couch and ran to her. "Leo! Leo!"
He orbed in, looking angry, an unusual trait in a whitelighter. "What is it?"
Now she could hear the pain in his voice, at losing Chris, at not being able to keep his promise.
"Heal her!"
"Who is she?" Leo asked, moving towards her.
"I don't know, something orbed me here and she was just lying there. Heal her, she going to die!"
He put his hands over one of her wounds, and healed her with some difficulty. When he was done, the girl opened her eyes. "Chris?" she asked fuzzily.
"No, it's Leo." The girl knew Chris?
"Oh. I have to go now." Alison jumped off the couch, smiling a little too brightly. "Okay, I have to go now. Thanks for, like saving my life and all. Bye." Then her smile faded.
Leo studied her carefully. She had his eyes. Chris's eyes. Wyatt's eyes. Now that he thought about it, he realized that she had the same blonde hair as the future Wyatt that Barbus had shown him.
She had Phoebe's heart, Paige's fire, Piper's determination. Her face was her mother's, so he didn't recognize it, but the girl was obviously a Halliwell.
Probably from the future, probably my granddaughter. Wyatt's daughter.
"You're Wyatt's daughter," he said. It was a statement, not a question. She nodded. He noticed that she was crying.
"What's wrong?"
She shook her head. "Nothing." Then she orbed out.
lil-whitelighter: sorry.