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A Fragile Mind, Chapter 5
When Chris woke up the first ting he noticed was the fact that he was not in his bed. The second thing he noticed was the slight tingly feeling under his skin. A moment later he remembered the events of the night before. This what it must feel like when he has all his powers. He only hoped that no one figured out what potion he took, or what it meant.
He had always known he was different than Wyatt, but he had always believed that that meant he was because he had no powers. He later found out his powers had be bound, but the fact they were so easily bound made him believe his power was weak. He only realized his true powers when he was fourteen and his mother was killed. When he realized that she was dead and that neither his father nor brother cared enough to come and save her, he flipped. In his rage a small amount of his powers came through blowing up the demon that killed his mother. In the months that followed more and more of his powers showed up. Leo knowing nothing of his sons life, did not know that Chris's powers had ever been bound, and Wyatt figured his mom unbound them before she died,
Thinking about his powers he could picture his mom lying their dying. He called for his dad and he never came. He always came when Wyatt called him. He began to retreat into his mind when he was shocked back to reality by a sudden clap of thunder. In the last few seconds a storm had come out of no where. Chris was reminded of how his mother reacted after Leo left, with the rain covering the city. Maybe this was one of his powers.
He concentrated on one of his happy memories. Him and mom making oatmeal raisin cookies, while waiting for the others to come home. It didn't matter that everyone else in the house hated the cookies, Piper made them just because Chris liked them. Baking was one of the things Chris had missed most upon coming to the past. He loved to cook, and he didn't think he was going to be allowed in the kitchen anytime soon. They were all too concerned he was going to have a mental relapse.
It wasn't the first time he went catatonic, and it probably would not be the last time. It happened every time he let himself remember his past, or whenever he had a nightmare of what had come to pass. It was all too painful for him to bear. He figured that it was better to retreat into his mind than to completely lose it all together.
His parents seemed concerned along with his aunts. His parents, it seemed so long since he had said that. After his mother died, he never said anything about her again. He just wanted to forget the look on her face as she died. How she smiled and told him how much she loved him and was proud of him. She had even told him where the unbinding potion was, but unlike Chris did not know about the cabinet's destruction. How he missed her.
His father kept hounding him to try to get him to talk about what happened to them in the future. He would not leave Chris alone. Chris laughed at the irony of the situation. If Leo had been there to talk in the future, he wouldn't be mad at him in the first place. For some reason Leo thought Chris hated him. He didn't know how much Chris wanted to tell him what he asked. "No," He muttered under his breath. "Can't get close, he'll forget and then I will be all alone again. It's better this way." Chris had been lying in bed a half-hour think when he finally decided it was time to go downstairs and face the music. He only hoped that they hadn't figured out his secret.
Meanwhile Piper, Paige, Phoebe and Leo were *gasp* discussing his secret. They stopped suddenly when they saw Leo hold up his hand. "Shhh, I think I hear someone moving upstairs. It might be Chris."
They all sat at the table unmoving. Then a few moments later Chris walked into the kitchen half asleep. They all watched as he put on a pot of coffee and started to make himself some eggs. Piper was about to say something when she stopped to watch him cook his eggs. He was now throwing spices into his eggs, a little of everything and of varied amounts. He appeared to be throwing in random ingredients. But Piper knew better. This is how she cooked, knowing instinctively when and how much spice to put in. A few minutes later the coffee was done as well as his eggs and he sat down at the table and began to eat.
Everyone started at him as he sat drinking his coffee and eating his eggs. Finally he looked up. "Is there something you would like to say, or do you just enjoy watching people chew their food?" He asked with a sarcastic undertone.
The all looked away startled. They had not realized they were watching him. Seeing them look away Chris knew something was up. He immediately began running through the options and then realized that they must know about the potion. He began to panic only to realize there was no need. All he had to do was play it cool and act like he didn't realize they knew and they may not even try to bring it up. Well at least not if he was lucky. But he knew one thing for certain, he usually wasn't lucky.
No one tried to say anything about it all day. On the contrary they seemed to be going out of their way to avoid any sentence including the words Wyatt, Power or Potion. He realized only after Piper walked in and out of the room for no reason, for the fifth time, that they were trying not to upset him. They must have thought that if he was confronted with something of this magnitude that he would revert back into his head. If only they knew that he not only knew of his power, that he knew they knew and was just waiting on them to bring it up.
A few hours later Chris smelt the smell of baking cookies from the Kitchen. He waited but after a half-hour he couldn't stand it. One thing he could not resist was a batch of freshly baked homemade cookies. He walked into the kitchen to see the rest of his family sitting around the table with the cookies. There was a large plate of Chocolate Chip cookies and a small one with a dozen or so Oatmeal raisin. "Mmmmm," He thought. "Oatmeal raisin cookies." They had always been his favorite kind of cookies.
"Hello Chris." His mother said taking another batch of cookies. "I thought you agreed to spend the day relaxing on the couch. What are you doing up?" His mother asked reprimandingly.
The were all surprised to see Chris look a little embarrassed as he looked down at his feet. He looked up at the inquiring faces and said "I smelt cookies."
They all froze for a second confused, and then began laughing. "Well if that's the reason your up take a couple and lay back down."
Chris smiled still embarrassed, and walked up to the table to get some cookies. He got a small plate and put three cookies on his plate. He looked up to realize that once again everyone was staring at him confused. "What?" He asked growing confused himself.
Piper was the one who answered his question. "You took an oatmeal raisin cookie." He looks at her still not understanding. "You didn't take a chocolate chip." He continues still surprised.
Chris is now thoroughly confused. "Oatmeal Raisin is my favorite. Was I supposed to eat the chocolate chip ones?" He inquired, trying to figure out why his choice of cookies was such a big deal. Piper shook his head and then he left the room.
Piper turned to her sisters "He ate the oatmeal raisin, they're his favorites. I though I was the only one who like those cookies."
"Well," Said Paige, who like everyone else in the room thought chocolate chip cookies their favorite. "I guess your son inherited your bad taste in cookies."
Meanwhile Chris is sitting on the couch confused. It was just a cookie type. Then he remembered that him and his mother were the only ones who liked chocolate chip cookies. No wonder they were surprised, even Wyatt preferred Chocolate Chip.
After this revelation Chris decided that he should bring up the power issue. He realized after the cookie incident that they were never going to bring it up. Hell, they couldn't even bring up why he liked oatmeal cookies.
He called everyone one into the room, bracing himself for their reactions. When they were all settled Piper asks him why he called.
"When exactly were you planning on telling me that you knew what the potion was?" He asked.
They all stared at him in shock. How did he know they knew, did he know about his powerfulness? They all started at him saying nothing.
Chris started to panic. Out of all the reactions he had thought of, he never anticipated this. He couldn't take their silence and began to orb out.
Seconds too late Piper realized that he had begun to panic, but before she could say anything he orbed out. They all looked at each other in horror. They had scared him, last time he got scared he was catatonic. They began searching for him hoping their luck would hold and they would fund him before something happened, but they were about as lucky as Chris was...
AN: Thnx to everybody for all the great reviews, I really appreciate it. I don't write when I don't get reviews. Not because I am one of those people who needs ten reviews before they post another chapter, but because I forget to wrote. So keep the reviews coming. Even just to tell me how long it has been since I posted my last chapter.
A Fragile Mind, Chapter 5
When Chris woke up the first ting he noticed was the fact that he was not in his bed. The second thing he noticed was the slight tingly feeling under his skin. A moment later he remembered the events of the night before. This what it must feel like when he has all his powers. He only hoped that no one figured out what potion he took, or what it meant.
He had always known he was different than Wyatt, but he had always believed that that meant he was because he had no powers. He later found out his powers had be bound, but the fact they were so easily bound made him believe his power was weak. He only realized his true powers when he was fourteen and his mother was killed. When he realized that she was dead and that neither his father nor brother cared enough to come and save her, he flipped. In his rage a small amount of his powers came through blowing up the demon that killed his mother. In the months that followed more and more of his powers showed up. Leo knowing nothing of his sons life, did not know that Chris's powers had ever been bound, and Wyatt figured his mom unbound them before she died,
Thinking about his powers he could picture his mom lying their dying. He called for his dad and he never came. He always came when Wyatt called him. He began to retreat into his mind when he was shocked back to reality by a sudden clap of thunder. In the last few seconds a storm had come out of no where. Chris was reminded of how his mother reacted after Leo left, with the rain covering the city. Maybe this was one of his powers.
He concentrated on one of his happy memories. Him and mom making oatmeal raisin cookies, while waiting for the others to come home. It didn't matter that everyone else in the house hated the cookies, Piper made them just because Chris liked them. Baking was one of the things Chris had missed most upon coming to the past. He loved to cook, and he didn't think he was going to be allowed in the kitchen anytime soon. They were all too concerned he was going to have a mental relapse.
It wasn't the first time he went catatonic, and it probably would not be the last time. It happened every time he let himself remember his past, or whenever he had a nightmare of what had come to pass. It was all too painful for him to bear. He figured that it was better to retreat into his mind than to completely lose it all together.
His parents seemed concerned along with his aunts. His parents, it seemed so long since he had said that. After his mother died, he never said anything about her again. He just wanted to forget the look on her face as she died. How she smiled and told him how much she loved him and was proud of him. She had even told him where the unbinding potion was, but unlike Chris did not know about the cabinet's destruction. How he missed her.
His father kept hounding him to try to get him to talk about what happened to them in the future. He would not leave Chris alone. Chris laughed at the irony of the situation. If Leo had been there to talk in the future, he wouldn't be mad at him in the first place. For some reason Leo thought Chris hated him. He didn't know how much Chris wanted to tell him what he asked. "No," He muttered under his breath. "Can't get close, he'll forget and then I will be all alone again. It's better this way." Chris had been lying in bed a half-hour think when he finally decided it was time to go downstairs and face the music. He only hoped that they hadn't figured out his secret.
Meanwhile Piper, Paige, Phoebe and Leo were *gasp* discussing his secret. They stopped suddenly when they saw Leo hold up his hand. "Shhh, I think I hear someone moving upstairs. It might be Chris."
They all sat at the table unmoving. Then a few moments later Chris walked into the kitchen half asleep. They all watched as he put on a pot of coffee and started to make himself some eggs. Piper was about to say something when she stopped to watch him cook his eggs. He was now throwing spices into his eggs, a little of everything and of varied amounts. He appeared to be throwing in random ingredients. But Piper knew better. This is how she cooked, knowing instinctively when and how much spice to put in. A few minutes later the coffee was done as well as his eggs and he sat down at the table and began to eat.
Everyone started at him as he sat drinking his coffee and eating his eggs. Finally he looked up. "Is there something you would like to say, or do you just enjoy watching people chew their food?" He asked with a sarcastic undertone.
The all looked away startled. They had not realized they were watching him. Seeing them look away Chris knew something was up. He immediately began running through the options and then realized that they must know about the potion. He began to panic only to realize there was no need. All he had to do was play it cool and act like he didn't realize they knew and they may not even try to bring it up. Well at least not if he was lucky. But he knew one thing for certain, he usually wasn't lucky.
No one tried to say anything about it all day. On the contrary they seemed to be going out of their way to avoid any sentence including the words Wyatt, Power or Potion. He realized only after Piper walked in and out of the room for no reason, for the fifth time, that they were trying not to upset him. They must have thought that if he was confronted with something of this magnitude that he would revert back into his head. If only they knew that he not only knew of his power, that he knew they knew and was just waiting on them to bring it up.
A few hours later Chris smelt the smell of baking cookies from the Kitchen. He waited but after a half-hour he couldn't stand it. One thing he could not resist was a batch of freshly baked homemade cookies. He walked into the kitchen to see the rest of his family sitting around the table with the cookies. There was a large plate of Chocolate Chip cookies and a small one with a dozen or so Oatmeal raisin. "Mmmmm," He thought. "Oatmeal raisin cookies." They had always been his favorite kind of cookies.
"Hello Chris." His mother said taking another batch of cookies. "I thought you agreed to spend the day relaxing on the couch. What are you doing up?" His mother asked reprimandingly.
The were all surprised to see Chris look a little embarrassed as he looked down at his feet. He looked up at the inquiring faces and said "I smelt cookies."
They all froze for a second confused, and then began laughing. "Well if that's the reason your up take a couple and lay back down."
Chris smiled still embarrassed, and walked up to the table to get some cookies. He got a small plate and put three cookies on his plate. He looked up to realize that once again everyone was staring at him confused. "What?" He asked growing confused himself.
Piper was the one who answered his question. "You took an oatmeal raisin cookie." He looks at her still not understanding. "You didn't take a chocolate chip." He continues still surprised.
Chris is now thoroughly confused. "Oatmeal Raisin is my favorite. Was I supposed to eat the chocolate chip ones?" He inquired, trying to figure out why his choice of cookies was such a big deal. Piper shook his head and then he left the room.
Piper turned to her sisters "He ate the oatmeal raisin, they're his favorites. I though I was the only one who like those cookies."
"Well," Said Paige, who like everyone else in the room thought chocolate chip cookies their favorite. "I guess your son inherited your bad taste in cookies."
Meanwhile Chris is sitting on the couch confused. It was just a cookie type. Then he remembered that him and his mother were the only ones who liked chocolate chip cookies. No wonder they were surprised, even Wyatt preferred Chocolate Chip.
After this revelation Chris decided that he should bring up the power issue. He realized after the cookie incident that they were never going to bring it up. Hell, they couldn't even bring up why he liked oatmeal cookies.
He called everyone one into the room, bracing himself for their reactions. When they were all settled Piper asks him why he called.
"When exactly were you planning on telling me that you knew what the potion was?" He asked.
They all stared at him in shock. How did he know they knew, did he know about his powerfulness? They all started at him saying nothing.
Chris started to panic. Out of all the reactions he had thought of, he never anticipated this. He couldn't take their silence and began to orb out.
Seconds too late Piper realized that he had begun to panic, but before she could say anything he orbed out. They all looked at each other in horror. They had scared him, last time he got scared he was catatonic. They began searching for him hoping their luck would hold and they would fund him before something happened, but they were about as lucky as Chris was...
AN: Thnx to everybody for all the great reviews, I really appreciate it. I don't write when I don't get reviews. Not because I am one of those people who needs ten reviews before they post another chapter, but because I forget to wrote. So keep the reviews coming. Even just to tell me how long it has been since I posted my last chapter.