NEVER FEAR, THE SENCOND CHAPTER IS HERE!! (ok kinda corny, yea I know but I had to put it anyway)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the charmed ones, characters from charmed or anything.

NOTE:In this story Chris and Bianca are the same age. Bianca has a sister, Kiarra who is ten, and they all are Phoenixes just like there mother, Lynn.

On with the story


Chris looked at his watch. It had only been 10 minutes since he left home. He was heading to Bianca's house. He walked up to the front door and knocked, Bianca answered the door. "Hey Chris, come on in."

"I was wondering if I could use some ingredients to make a potion?" Chris asked.

"Umm...sure, I guess, but why cant you just make it at your house? There are probably much better than the ones here."

"I ran away and it would be pointless to go back," Chris told her.

"Oh, ok, well, my mom's out shopping with Kiarra and I'm not supposed to make potions when she's not here considering the last time I did I almost burnt the house down," she said "but it doesn't matter, lets just make it before she gets home so I don't get in trouble."

Upstairs in Bianca's room they had just finished making the potion. "Do you have a glass I can put some in to drink?" Chris asked. He had made the potion so that none of his Wightlighter family could sense him.

"Sure I'll go downstairs and get one. Be right back," she answered.

"Thanks" Bianca walked down stairs and went in to the kitchen. She grabbed a cup from the dishwasher. On her way up back to her room her mom came in. She ran up the rest of the stairs and into her room.

"Oh crap my moms home," she told Chris. Hurry up drink some of this." She scooped up a small glass of the potion they had made.

"Yuck!! It taste like my aunt Phoebes cooking," Chris exclaimed when he drank the potion.

"Ah, suck it up. Come on you have to leave before my mom finds out." Bianca walked over to the window and opened it.

"You know I could just or--," he was interrupted by Bianca's little sister knocking at her door.

"Bianca, is someone in your room?" she asked.

"Go!!!" Bianca said as she pushed Chris out the window. Kiarra walked into her room. "You know moms putting the dishes away down stairs." They both turned around and ran down stairs to the kitchen.

Meanwhile Lynn (Bianca's mom) was down stairs admiring the beautiful tree that was next to the window and the shrubs that lined the house. "Mom!!" Bianca yelled. Lynn turned around to face her daughter. Then outside in front of the window Bianca saw Chris fall right into the shrubs.

"Yea, hunny?" Lynn asked.

"Um...nothing," she said and walked back up stairs.

At The Manor It had been about an hour since Chris had left. Paige and Sophie had just left to go home. Wyatt was at the mall with his friends. Only Piper and Phoebe were at the manor.

"Don't you think you were being a little hard on Chris? He really didn't do anything wrong," Phoebe said after everyone had left.

"Yea, I suppose I should go apologize to him for being so harsh." Piper headed up stairs towards Chris's room.

"Chris?" Piper knocked on his door. "Chris, I just wanted to apologize for yelling at you. Chris, come on, open this door. Chris!!" She opened the door only to find his room empty. "Chris!!" She called. Piper ran to the next closest room. There was no sign of Chris. She checked every room and closet up stairs including the Attic. She couldn't find him.

"Phoebe, I can't find him," Piper said as she ran down the stairs.

"What do you mean?"

"He's gone, he wasn't in his room or any where up stairs. He couldn't have came down here because we've been here the whole time," she said so fast that Phoebe could hardly tell what she said.

"Uh...lets just stay calm. Call--."

"Leo!!!!" Piper screamed. Leo orbed down.

"What's wrong?" he asked seeing the worried faces on Piper and Phoebe.

"Its Chris, he's gone." A HUGE thanks to everyone who reviewed last chapter. I'm glad so many people liked it.
Hope every one likes that chapter. I'll try to update very soon. Please review and tell me what you think of it. Have a nice day. Shelle