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First of all, I would like to respond to some reviews for chapter 5:
Bubblz: Thanx! I love all the character interactions, too! And thanks for the compliment. It always makes me happy to know that my readers are pleased with my stories.
Slain: I leave you breathless? Thanx! And also thanx for both the compliments. I love nothing more than to please my readers.
ChArMeDcRaZiChIcK: I know that was an evil cliffhanger. But that's what I was shooting for. Also, I hate Bianca, too. Well, actually, it depends on what mood I'm in. But, I hate her right now. Well, whenever I write this fic. I make myself hate her. LoL. Oh, and I think once you read the beginning of this fic, you'll think I'm more evil.
Charmedsisters: Whenever I write a fic - well, a charmed fic - Chris has to be alive. When the season premiere came on, my sister wanted to go shopping so I only saw Chris die. And that was really hard on me. I just recently saw all of it on TNT. I actually find myself crying every time I think of Chris dying. He's what kept season 6 together. So of course he's alive, and still there. I didn't want to put the family through the pain of him having to leave. Plus, I love Leo/Chris Father/Son moments. Also, Piper saw how upset Chris was that he didn't have his older brother there, so that's why she brought him back. I'm crazy for the Brother/Brother moments, too. And, Brian would hate Chris if Chris gave up his powers. Luckily, that's not his plan, so you don't have to worry.
Buffspike: You review the same way I do when you love a fic too much. I love it. And I'll try to update as soon as I can for each chapter. Promise.
Coping With Two Homes:
Chapter 6: Trouble
"Chris, that is the most stupid idea I've ever heard!" Leo yelled, starting to pace around the room.
"See? I knew you wouldn't like it," Chris muttered, still looking down at the ground.
"Of course I don't like it, Chris!" Leo yelled, facing him.
Wyatt then orbed in.
"Thank god," Chris sighed in relief, thankful that he was going to be saved.
"Dad, you're being a little loud. We can hear you in the attic. What's up?" Wyatt asked, looking confused.
"By 'we', you mean . . ?" Leo asked, looking suspicious.
"Mom, Aunt Paige, Aunt Phoebe and I," Wyatt said, facing Chris. "What's going on?"
"I just told Dad my plan," Chris said, glancing over at Leo.
"Oh. I understand now," Wyatt said, chuckling.
"What are you four doing up there?" Leo asked, suspicion still audible in his voice.
"They were . . ." Chris said, trailing off, trying to think of a cover story for the four putting Chris's plan into action.
"Looking up a demon," Phoebe said, walking in. "Found him, too."
"What kind of demon?" Leo challenged.
"Uh . . ." Phoebe said, searching her brain for a demon they've seen but haven't vanquished yet. Then she gasped, her eyes going wide. "That one!" she yelled, pointing behind the three.
The three spun around and became face-to-face with . . . Nothing. They spun back around to find that Phoebe had run out of the room.
"That was cruel," Wyatt said, orbing out.
"What are they really doing up there, Chris?" Leo asked Chris, looking him in the eyes.
Chris sighed and looked away. "They're trying to put my plan into action."
"Chris, I just want to know one thing," Leo said, no longer sounding mad or suspicious, just hurt and upset.
Chris looked back up at him, then walked to the other side of the room, staring out the window. "Because dad," he said, looking back over at Leo, "going back to the future without Bianca is truly the best way to be able to keep Brian. If I go to court again, she has a chance of having full custody of him, and I don't know what I'd do if that happened."
"Chris, running away from your problems isn't the way to go," Leo said, getting teary eyed. "And I don't know what I'd do if you, Wyatt, and Brian left."
Chris smiled weakly. "Dad, you'd still have teenage me and teenage Wyatt. They should be enough, because I'm not even supposed to be here. Plus, you, Mom, Aunt Phoebe and Aunt Paige are probably there. Waiting for us three to come back home."
Leo nodded and looked down at the floor. "Okay, Chris. I finally understand."
Chris smiled. "But you know what? You won't have to worry about us leaving until Brian gets here, five months from now. But, I also want you to spend time with him, so we'll probably be leaving in six months."
Leo smiled back. "Good."
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Chad laid down on Brian's bed and looked up at the ceiling the next week.
Brian walked in and smiled. "Already made yourself at home, I see."
Chad looked over at him and smiled. "Yup."
Bianca walked in, looking pissed. "Brian, your father is on the phone," she said, scowling.
Brian smiled and picked up his phone. "Hey."
"Hey. What're you doing?" Chris asked, sounding happy and sad both at the same time.
"Hanging out with Chad. You should remember him. You talked to him on the phone about a week ago. Remember?"
"Yeah. Robbie's a little worried that someone's taking his place," Chris said, chuckling a bit.
"No, I don't think Chad is," Brian said, glancing at Chad then signaling for Bianca to leave.
Bianca rolled her eyes and left the room.
"Is he taking anyone's place?" Chris asked uncertainly.
"Dad, I - I think he's going to take Stacey's place in the near future," Brian whispered into the phone, his back to Chad.
"W - What do you mean, Brian?" Chris asked, sounding surprised.
Brian glanced at Chad and walked out into the hall. "Dad, I think I like him."
"You . . . You like a guy?" Chris asked, starting to breath a bit too fast.
Brian smiled. "Yeah. Yeah, I do, Dad."
"Um . . . W - well . . . I, uh . . ." Chris stammered, his breathing quickening.
Leo voice then came on the phone. "Don't worry about him. He'll be okay."
"Is he mad at me?" Brian asked, hurt at his father's reaction.
"No! No, of course not! He's just a bit surprised, that's all!" Leo said quickly.
"Tell him I'll talk to him later," Brian said rudely, walking into the room and slamming the phone on the charger.
"You talk loud," Chad said, still looking up at the ceiling.
Brian laughed nervously. "W - What do you mean?"
"I heard what you were saying," Chad said, looking over at Brian.
"O - Oh. W - Well -" Brian said, getting cutoff by Chad pulling him close and pressing his lips onto Brian's.
Chad pulled back and smiled. "Your face looks like a cherry."
That statement made Brian go even more red, which made Chad chuckle a bit.
Bianca walked in, ruining the moment. "Chad, are you staying for dinner?"
"Uh . . ." Chad said, looking over at Brian.
"Yeah, he is, Mom. Uh, what're we having?" Brian asked, sitting down in his spiny computer chair.
"Is pizza okay?" Bianca asked, looking hopeful. "I've had a long day and I don't feel like cooking."
Brian smiled. "That's great." He looked over at Chad.
Chad smiled. "Sounds good to me!"
Bianca smiled. "Great," she said, walking out.
"Wow. I haven't seen my mom smile like that since her and my dad's divorce," Brian said, losing his smile.
Chad lost his smile at Brian's statement and sat down on Brian's bed, looking at his feet.
Brian faced him. "Want to go for a walk?"
Chad looked up at him and smiled. "Sure."
So they ran down the stairs and out the door, Bianca yelling at them to be back in half an hour.
They were walking for about ten minutes, not speaking, when they ran into Eric.
"Hey, Charleson. What're you and the newbie doing?" Eric asked, grinning wickedly.
"None of your business, asshole," Brian growled before Chad even had a chance to open his mouth.
"Looks like newbie has some guts. That's okay. We can take care of that," Eric said, his grin getting wider as some of the other football players walked up to the three.
Before Brian knew what he was doing, he telekinetically threw the five older boys backwards onto the street.
Brian's eyes went wide and turned slowly to Chad.
Surprisingly, Chad was smirking. "I knew it. I thought you were the grandson of a Charmed One, but I didn't even know if you were a witch or not. Now I know," he said, shimmering out.
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Hey, guys! I hope you enjoyed my 6th chapter! I know it was a little hard to write, but I think it was worth it. Anyway, review and I'll update really soon!
Hannah