Chris sighed. How did he know that Paige would be the one to ask the
questions? The hard ones.
"You know I cant tell you th-"he tried, but was interrupted.
"Piper has already seen a lot, all I want is a little bit of information. How will that hurt anything?"
He thought it over. She had a good point. Piper already knew almost everything, besides the small details. Paige knowing what happened to her child couldn't hurt the future, but he knew it would really hurt her.
"Alright." Chris said, but he paused, trying to figure out how to say this. It was hard to tell someone how they died. "As soon as you figured out that you were pregnant, you named him Riley. You said that you had this feeling that it was a boy. You were so excited. Phoebe already had a kid and Piper had two, it was your turn.
"But, only 23 weeks into your pregnancy, your water broke." Chris said, remembering things exactly. "So Piper rushed you over to the hospital and we were all forced to wait in the waiting room. They wouldn't let us be there for the birth. The doctor came out and told us that the baby was only 460 grams and 11 inches long. Riley died, and he brought Paige with him." Chris's eyes filled with tears, but he did not let them fall. He had a problem with crying in front of his family. Leo had always told him that that was not the thing to do, crying didn't fix anything.
Paige allowed a few tears to fall as she starred into space, with disbelief shinning in her eyes. Piper looked at her sister, and after a long silence decided to ask her question.
"What went wrong?"
Chris shrugged. "I don't know. I never asked. All I heard was that Paige wasn't really made to carry a child."
"I've got to..." Paige didn't even bother finishing her excuse. She had to go comprehend what was just told to her. She would die all because she got pregnant? That wasn't fair! Her sisters were able to have children, why couldn't she? She wanted a child and here she was being told that if she tries, she would die.
Paige orbed out, leaving her sister and Chris.
"I can't believe this." Piper said, mostly to herself.
"No one could. Especially Phoebe. She-"he cut himself off. If he would start talking, then he would give away everything about the future. He had already allowed his mother to see so much, all she needed was to hear more.
Piper waited, thinking that he might continue, but when he didn't she decided to change the subject.
"I see your taking good care of the place." She said, looking around and picking up a shirt with yellow demon guts all over it.
"I figured that I'm not gonna be here for that long, why not make a mess while I can?"
Piper began rummaging through everything, putting cloths with holes in one pile, cloths with things that she didn't even want to know on them in another and so on. Whenever she would find a pair of boxers, Chris would quickly snatch them away and shove them under the bed sheet.
"Do you like it in here?" she asked while looking around the very small room.
"I'm used to small areas." Chris replied simply.
His mother paused, thinking for a moment. "Why don't you move into the manor?" she asked.
"Uh...well...that would be a little awkward, don't you think?"
"Awkward? How would it be awkward? Your family."
"The annoying 22 year old from the future family. You know, the one that you just found out about? I wonder what a conversation would be like."
"You wouldn't be there half the time, you'll always be demon hunting. Come one, I would die knowing that my son is forced to live like this! I want better for my children."
Great! She was putting Chris down a guilt trip! How was he supposed to make his mother feel bad? He couldn't, he loved her too much. She had just figured out he was her son, and already she was using her motherly card to win him over.
"Fine. But where do I sleep?"
"In the guest room." Piper said, smiling. "I will be doing a lot of laundry." Chris started to orb away the cloths that could be saved, but some of them just were beyond repair. He landed them in the laundry room for his mother to scrub away at.
While Piper worked hard with his cloths, Chris slept in his warm bed. He slept hard, something that was hard to do in a bed to small for you. When he woke back up, it was 8:00. He hadn't killed a single demon today. In fact, he hadn't done anything today. Damn! He was letting himself get off the mission, and living in the manor wasn't going to help. Tomorrow, he was going to have to wake up extra early and kill twice as many demons. It was the only way to get caught up.
He walked down the stairs to see his mother ironing a shirt.
"You don't need to do all that." Chris told her. "All you would have had to do was wash a couple of shirts and pants. You didn't have to wash everything and iron it."
Piper sat the iron down and folded the shirt, stacking it on the rest. Piles of clean shirts, pants and boxers, something that he quickly orbed away.
"I want to." She told him.
"Because you treated me bad? Piper, I'm over that. You don't have to worry, you didn't know, you were just scared for Wyatt."
"If you were over it then you would be calling me mom, not Piper." Chris looked down. Okay, so he did feel a little bad about it.
A loud bang could be heard coming from the attic. The two looked at each other and quickly ran up the stairs, each thinking demon.
They opened the door and saw something that was unexpected. Leo. Only and older Leo. His face was drawn down with wrinkles and deep dark circles under his eyes.
He looked up and his eyes softened at the sight of Piper. There she was, after so long, looking just as beautiful as ever. Better even. But as soon as they flicked over to Chris, his eyes hardened with anger, hatred even.
Before anyone could speak, Leo had his hand around his son's throat and his body pressed against the wall.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked, and it was almost like poison was dripping from his words.
A/N: Okay! This chapter was kinda boring, yes, but have no fear, excitement is near! lol. Okay, remember to review! And don't run away from this fic just cause a few chaps are boring! Not all life can be exciting you know!
"You know I cant tell you th-"he tried, but was interrupted.
"Piper has already seen a lot, all I want is a little bit of information. How will that hurt anything?"
He thought it over. She had a good point. Piper already knew almost everything, besides the small details. Paige knowing what happened to her child couldn't hurt the future, but he knew it would really hurt her.
"Alright." Chris said, but he paused, trying to figure out how to say this. It was hard to tell someone how they died. "As soon as you figured out that you were pregnant, you named him Riley. You said that you had this feeling that it was a boy. You were so excited. Phoebe already had a kid and Piper had two, it was your turn.
"But, only 23 weeks into your pregnancy, your water broke." Chris said, remembering things exactly. "So Piper rushed you over to the hospital and we were all forced to wait in the waiting room. They wouldn't let us be there for the birth. The doctor came out and told us that the baby was only 460 grams and 11 inches long. Riley died, and he brought Paige with him." Chris's eyes filled with tears, but he did not let them fall. He had a problem with crying in front of his family. Leo had always told him that that was not the thing to do, crying didn't fix anything.
Paige allowed a few tears to fall as she starred into space, with disbelief shinning in her eyes. Piper looked at her sister, and after a long silence decided to ask her question.
"What went wrong?"
Chris shrugged. "I don't know. I never asked. All I heard was that Paige wasn't really made to carry a child."
"I've got to..." Paige didn't even bother finishing her excuse. She had to go comprehend what was just told to her. She would die all because she got pregnant? That wasn't fair! Her sisters were able to have children, why couldn't she? She wanted a child and here she was being told that if she tries, she would die.
Paige orbed out, leaving her sister and Chris.
"I can't believe this." Piper said, mostly to herself.
"No one could. Especially Phoebe. She-"he cut himself off. If he would start talking, then he would give away everything about the future. He had already allowed his mother to see so much, all she needed was to hear more.
Piper waited, thinking that he might continue, but when he didn't she decided to change the subject.
"I see your taking good care of the place." She said, looking around and picking up a shirt with yellow demon guts all over it.
"I figured that I'm not gonna be here for that long, why not make a mess while I can?"
Piper began rummaging through everything, putting cloths with holes in one pile, cloths with things that she didn't even want to know on them in another and so on. Whenever she would find a pair of boxers, Chris would quickly snatch them away and shove them under the bed sheet.
"Do you like it in here?" she asked while looking around the very small room.
"I'm used to small areas." Chris replied simply.
His mother paused, thinking for a moment. "Why don't you move into the manor?" she asked.
"Uh...well...that would be a little awkward, don't you think?"
"Awkward? How would it be awkward? Your family."
"The annoying 22 year old from the future family. You know, the one that you just found out about? I wonder what a conversation would be like."
"You wouldn't be there half the time, you'll always be demon hunting. Come one, I would die knowing that my son is forced to live like this! I want better for my children."
Great! She was putting Chris down a guilt trip! How was he supposed to make his mother feel bad? He couldn't, he loved her too much. She had just figured out he was her son, and already she was using her motherly card to win him over.
"Fine. But where do I sleep?"
"In the guest room." Piper said, smiling. "I will be doing a lot of laundry." Chris started to orb away the cloths that could be saved, but some of them just were beyond repair. He landed them in the laundry room for his mother to scrub away at.
While Piper worked hard with his cloths, Chris slept in his warm bed. He slept hard, something that was hard to do in a bed to small for you. When he woke back up, it was 8:00. He hadn't killed a single demon today. In fact, he hadn't done anything today. Damn! He was letting himself get off the mission, and living in the manor wasn't going to help. Tomorrow, he was going to have to wake up extra early and kill twice as many demons. It was the only way to get caught up.
He walked down the stairs to see his mother ironing a shirt.
"You don't need to do all that." Chris told her. "All you would have had to do was wash a couple of shirts and pants. You didn't have to wash everything and iron it."
Piper sat the iron down and folded the shirt, stacking it on the rest. Piles of clean shirts, pants and boxers, something that he quickly orbed away.
"I want to." She told him.
"Because you treated me bad? Piper, I'm over that. You don't have to worry, you didn't know, you were just scared for Wyatt."
"If you were over it then you would be calling me mom, not Piper." Chris looked down. Okay, so he did feel a little bad about it.
A loud bang could be heard coming from the attic. The two looked at each other and quickly ran up the stairs, each thinking demon.
They opened the door and saw something that was unexpected. Leo. Only and older Leo. His face was drawn down with wrinkles and deep dark circles under his eyes.
He looked up and his eyes softened at the sight of Piper. There she was, after so long, looking just as beautiful as ever. Better even. But as soon as they flicked over to Chris, his eyes hardened with anger, hatred even.
Before anyone could speak, Leo had his hand around his son's throat and his body pressed against the wall.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked, and it was almost like poison was dripping from his words.
A/N: Okay! This chapter was kinda boring, yes, but have no fear, excitement is near! lol. Okay, remember to review! And don't run away from this fic just cause a few chaps are boring! Not all life can be exciting you know!
