CHAPTER II: MY FAULT

It had been three days since Victor told Chris to move in. He hadn't seen him yet, since that morning. He walked into the spare bedroom. Wondering if his grandson actually, did came by. Everything look just like it did four nights before. As if Chris never had slept there.

Except, there was an open locket on top of the night table. Victor grabbed it, it had a very old picture of Piper holding Baby Wyatt. Wyatt couldn't be a lot older than he was right now. On the other side, there was a picture of the whole family, the three sisters, himself, Wyatt, Chris, and a few more girls that were probably Chris' cousins. Victor followed the outline of every figure, wondering about the girls he hadn't met yet.

He opened the drawer, there was a letter, he didn't read. A book with spells (Shocking!). A notebook and a pen.

In the closet were all Chris' clothes. That weren't many. How did Chris got money to buy clothes? He didn't know. Maybe he conjured them. Being how his family was, everything was possible. He thought, he should buy him some new clothes.

"So, I guess he is actually coming here at night. Just, he is definitely Piper's son, all neat and clean, you can barely tell if he slept somewhere"

He went to his bedroom, and pulled out a box full of pictures. He got a couple, of Piper, Piper with the baby, his three girls with him, His two girls and Paige with him and Wyatt. Piper and Leo's wedding. After looking for some frames, he put some pictures on Chris' night table, and some on top of the dresser. He thought, he might like them.

He left to buy some clothes for Chris, there was something about having him at his place that excited him. It was nice to have someone to take care of, if someone could take care of Chris, that is. But he was more in the group age to be his father, than his daughter. And apparently for what Chris said, he had been more his father, than he had ever been to his daughters.

He was thinking stuff like that when he came back a few hours later, with some bags with clothes.

He finally saw Chris, laying in his bed. But there was something odd about that picture. He didn't quite figure out what. Chris didn't seem the type to take mid day naps, or sleep with the door open, or sleep with his clothes on (with his shoes on, almost on top of the bed... We just said it was obvious he was Piper's son!).

He run to the bedroom. And saw Chris shoulder was bleeding. And he was semi conscious laying there.

-"My god what happened, Chris?"

-"Demon, energy ball, I'll be fine. I just need to rest for while. I am sorry that I am staining your comforter."

-"Ok, you appear with half of your shoulder blown up and all you care about is my comforter? I am not your mother! Ok.. why didn't you call Leo? Doesn't he have that glowing thingy that heals?"

-"hehehe" Chris laughed "Yeah, that glowing thingy that heals, he does. But, I am NOT calling Leo"

-"But.."

-"No buts, unless I am dying, Leo is out of the question. This is just a scratch"

-"Yeah, I can see that, by the amount of blood in your bedroom." Victor knew there was no way to convince him. It was true, the wound didn't seem deadly, just very painful. And Chris was as stubborn as his mother. "Ok, can't we call any other thingy, with healing powers?"

-"NO.. we call anyone and Leo will find out right away, and I don't want anything reminding him I even exist."

-"Well.. I am thinking that big lump on your mother's belly makes it pretty clear" said Victor teasingly.

Chris smirked.

-"Ok, ok, ok. Supernatural powers out of the question, got it" Said Victor "then... we'll have to go to the ER"

-"What? I don't want to go to the ER! Besides, I don't even really exist.. so... you can't take me to the ER"

-"Ok.. I might not be magical, but I still can work my magic.. So I'll deal with the paper work in the ER. Your choice, your father, or the hospital?"

-"Get your car keys" Sighed resigned, sitting down, covering his shoulder with one hand.

Coming back from the ER, Chris was laying groggy, from all the blood he had lost and all the pain killer they had given him, his eyes were closed.

Victor gently pat his knee, wondering how on earth he was going to make him, take it easy for a couple of days, as the nurse had command.

Chris looked at him with dazed eyes.

-"how are you feeling, champ?"

-"DRUGED! You don't understand grandpa, I have to be alert. What if something happens?"

-"Nobody can be alert all the time Chris!"

-"Well, I do, I have to... I always have to" he sigh heavily.

-"No you don't Chris! The whole world is not going to collapse, if you stop for five minutes"

-"Tell that to the hundreds of people that lost their loved ones, because I took five minute naps or I wasn't fast enough! Tell that to all the people that Wyatt killed, because I wasn't alert enough, to realize he was changing in the first place, that he was taking mom's death so badly. I should have realized, I should have helped more... instead I was focusing on my own pain, I was being selfish, I wasn't alert enough, I wasn't paying attention and the whole world paid for my mistake. I can not afford not to be alert, ever, ever again"

-"It's not your fault, Kiddo!"

-"yes it is, grandpa... It's all my fault. I should have seen what was happening on time, but I was so centered in my own grief. I just didn't realize that whatever happened, when he was taken as a baby, that traumatized him so badly, was now eating him alive after mom's death"

-"Chris, you mother had died. You were allowed to be sad!"

-"I still should have saved him. He was my brother and I loved him. And he was good at the beginning, he was real good" Chris dazing eyes were filling with tears "He was always there for me, taking care of me, making sure Dad's favoritism didn't hurt me that much. And then he turned, and everything turned black. And I had to attack my own brother! My own flesh and blood! Before I knew it, people were looking up to me. They were calling me the leader of the resistance, I was leading the movement against my own brother. Only... that wasn't my brother anymore. Something had died in him, and I will discover what caused it. I won't let that happen to Wy again."

-"No Chris, we won't let that happen to Wy again. You are right, and I am sorry you had to go through all that. But one way, or the other. You have to understand. What happened WAS NOT YOUR FAULT!"

Chris closed his teary eyes

When they got to the house, Chris was fast asleep. Victor didn't want to wake him up, but he seriously doubt he could carry his grown up grandson. Suddenly out of nowhere a figure materialized, startling him.

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A/N: he he I am practicing my cliffies to see how they work :). Let me know .

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Shina Thanks I hope you liked this chapter too. I know, I haven't seen much of Victor and I loved them in Hyde school reunion. I love how he opened up a lot more, and laughed and all.

CaliforniaChick: Gee.. thanks.. yeah I love their relationship too. Hyde school reunion is one of my favorite episodes (well, the Chris part.. the phoebe part.. I don't even remember it cuz I keep on forwarding it.. but I think it was pretty lame!) I hope you like this chapter 2.

Vamp-Lynette: Yeah I dont remember any other episode were Chris laughed. Did he laughed at any other moment? And he did cry a couple of times.. but the scene in the restaurant... was awesome.. I loved it. I hope you like this chappie too. I am glad I am your so new fav. Author. Be considerate with the English though... since I actually speak Spanish.

highlandgurl: yeah I havent seen many Chris/Vic relationship stories.. and they were sooo cute together.. I had to make two stories about it.. : ). I am glad you liked it.. I hope you like this chapter too.