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Inner Demons:

Chapter 4: Don't Leave Me

Chris looked around, seeing his house once again. The sun room, to be more exact. "Wow. All the things I fear seem to always happen in my house."

Prue smiled. "You spend most of your time here. The manor makes us stronger. Because we're Halliwells."

Chris smiled and nodded and Piper walked into the room carrying the Book of Shadows, looking extremely upset.

Phoebe walked up behind her, tear stains evident on her face. "Anything on the demon that killed Paige?" she asked, blowing her nose.

Piper shook her head, looking like she was about to cry. "No. We didn't even see it, Phoebe. How are we going to find who did this to her?"

Phoebe shook her head, tears starting to stream down her face. "I don't know. Now we've lost our older sister and our younger sister. What makes us so special?"

"I don't know," Piper said, leaning on her younger sister and starting to sob.

"I remember this," Chris said, looking about ready to cry. "I remember this day. This is the day -"

Leo walked in and sat next to his wife, holding her close.

"We don't deserve to lose another sister, goddamn it!" Piper yelled.

"What did we do to deserve this?!" Phoebe yelled into her tissue. "What did we do?!"

There came a jingle.

"No, Leo! You can't leave me! You can't leave me right after I lost another sister!" Piper yelled.

"Piper, I'm sorry. I have to," Leo said before orbing away.

Richard walked in. "Can I, uh, sit down?"

Phoebe and Piper nodded, making space between them.

Richard sat down next to his sister-in-laws as tears started to fall. "Did you found out who killed her?"

"No. But we won't rest until we have," Phoebe said, wiping a few tears away with her tissue.

"We promise," Piper said, flipping through the book.

"Did you get a good look at him?" Richard asked hopefully.

Phoebe shook her head. "We're lookin for him based on how he killed her."

"How do we know it was a male?" Piper asked, looking up at the two.

"We don't. All we know is that it kills horribly. But, anything who kills like that has to be a male, doesn't it?" Phoebe asked.

"Well, um, how about you and Richard go check out the park?" Piper asked.

"The place that Paige was killed?" Richard asked, staring at Piper.

"Yeah. That's a good idea. See if we can find anything," Phoebe said, standing up. "C'mon, Richard."

Richard sighed and nodded, leaving the room with Phoebe.

Piper put the book on the table and started crying. "It's not fair! Why did you take away another sister from me?! Why not me?! Why didn't you take me instead?!"

"I can take you, but not in exchange for Aunt Paige," Wyatt said, grinning evilly at his mother as he walked into the sun room.

Piper stared at her oldest. "Wyatt?" she asked, standing up.

"That's right, Mother. I killed Aunt Paige. And I won't stop killing until all of The Charmed Ones are dead," Wyatt said, looking her up and down. "Even if that means killing my own mother."

"No!!!" Chris yelled, tears starting to stream down his face. He fell to his knees, clutching his stomache as he cried. "No. I can't watch this again. Not again."

Prue had her hand to her mouth as she watched the scene play out in front of her.

Little Chris walked into the room. "Wyatt, leave her alone."

Wyatt smiled down at his little brother. "Hello, Christopher. Come to watch our mother die?"

"I said to leave her alone!" Little Chris yelled, telekinetically throwing Wyatt into a window, shaddering it.

Wyatt glared at Little Chris and telekinetically sent him out of the room, making him crash into the stairs.

"Stop it!" Piper yelled, tears starting to stream down her face. She ran over to Little Chris. "Oh, baby, are you okay?"

"He is, but you won't be," Wyatt said, walking over to the two. "Excalibur!" He smiled as the sword appeared in his hands.

"Wyatt, please. Don't do this," Piper pleaded.

"Dad!" Little Chris yelled. "Dad, please! Dad!"

Wyatt looked around and smirked evilly. "He's not coming, little brother. He'll never come. Because I'll kill him. And he'll never respond to your calls again."

"Wyatt, please," Piper pleaded.

Wyatt looked back at her and grinned evilly before sticking the sword in her stomache.

Piper screamed in pain as she fell to the floor.

Wyatt stuck it in further, causing Piper to scream again, then pulled it back out quickly.

Piper's body fell to the ground, and Wyatt just smiled down at her.

"Goodbye, Mother," he said, starting to laugh.

"Oh my god," Prue whispered, tears starting to fall down her face.

"DAD!!!!!" Little Chris screamed, kneeling down next to Piper. He put her hands over her wound and concentrated on healing her. When nothing happened, he fell on her and started sobbing on her lifeless body.

Phoebe, Jason, and Richard walked into the room.

"Piper!!!" Phoebe yelled, running over to her, tears starting to stream down her face. "Oh, god, no. Please. Not Piper. She's always been there for me." She looked up at Wyatt and Excalibur. "What did you do to her?"

Wyatt grinned evilly down at her. "What do you think I did?"

Phoebe stood up. "You killed Paige."

Wyatt nodded. "I did. Then I killed Mother. Now it's your turn, Auntie," he said, sticking the sword into Phoebe's stomache.

"No!!! Phoebe!!!" Jason yelled, starting to run over.

Richard held him back. "We have to get out of here."

"Are you crazy?! He's killing my wife, and he's already killed yours!" Jason yelled, tears streaming down his face.

"Go. While you still can," Phoebe said as blood started to spill from her mouth.

"No. No, god, Phoebe -"

"Go," Phoebe said as Wyatt pulled the sword from her.

Phoebe fell to the ground, blood still seeping out of her wound and her mouth.

"DAD!!!!!" Chris yelled, starting to sob even harder.

"Phoebe!!!!" Jason yelled, running over.

"You made a mistake by not listening to your wife," Wyatt said, throwing a fireball at Jason, who erupted into flames.

"Chris!" Richard yelled.

Chris looked up at him. "I can't."

"Chris, before he kills you, too!" Richard yelled.

Chris nodded and quickly ran over to Richard.

"So sorry, Richard, but I can't allow you to take my little brother from me. That's just not nice," Wyatt said, throwing a fireball at Richard, who also erupted into flames.

"NO!!!! DAD!!!!!" Chris yelled, falling to floor, sobbing.

Wyatt walked over to Chris and pulled him up by his hair, forcing his younger brother to look at him. "They're gone, Christopher. And I'm all you have left."

"That's not true! I have Prue, Dad and Grandpa, you bastard!" Chris yelled.

Wyatt backhanded Chris. "Little brother, you shouldn't be using that kind of language. You're only fourteen."

"Screw you, asshole," Chris said before orbing away.

The scene once again went blurry.

Prue wiped away her tears and waved her hand, causing the scenery to change to that of Chris's room, where he was still in bed, Phoebe, Paige, and Leo still surrounding him.

Chris was now squirming around in bed, tears streaming down his face.

"Chris, wake up!" Phoebe yelled, shaking him.

"It's not going to work! You've tried that already!" Paige yelled, tears slowly flowing down his face.

"I can't stand see him like this," Leo whispered, stroking Chris's hair as best as he could considering that Chris was still squirming around. "It hurts."

Prue waved her arm again, the scenery turning white.

Chris had tears streaming down his face, on the ground, trying to stay calm.

Prue kneeled down next to him. "It's okay to cry, Chris. You just saw your mother, your aunt, and your uncles die for the second time in your life. It's okay to cry."

"Richard just wanted to get me away from Wyatt. He wanted to keep me safe. He loved me. I was his nephew. His little buddy. All he wanted to do was make sure that I didn't die. And he's the one who died. He died trying to save me," Chris sobbed, leaning onto Prue.

"I know, sweetie," Prue said, stroking Chris's hair. She sighed. "What do you fear from that?"

"I'm afraid that my father will just sit back and watch while more of my family members die," Chris said, calming down a bit.

"Do you notice that everything you fear is centered around Leo?" Prue asked, standing up and helping Chris up. She looked him in the eyes. "Is that possibly because you're giving him a hard time?"

Chris looked down at the ground, not answering her question.

"He didn't do anything yet, Chris. Just remember that," Prue said as the scenery started to go blurry again.

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Wow. That was an emotional chapter for me to write. Oh, poor Chris. I feel bad for him. He had to watch four people that he loved die again. For the second time. By his own brother. Oh well. He'll get over it. Anyway, review please! Ciao!

Hannah