A/N Sorry it took me so long to update, I havnt had much time to write
lately. Weird considering its summer, and how I update faster when we have
school.....funny how things work out sometimes....anyway, this is kind of a
slow chapter, but it should get better....oh, and adalon, I think this will
answer your question! Enjoy!
Disclaimer As usual, I dont own anything Charmed-related, I just own Kat, so dont sue me!
Ok, Chris, come on, get up now, shouted the rational part of Chris's mind. He shifted around under the covers, trying to ignore the little voice in his head. I dont wanna get up, he shouted back like a little kid. But no matter how hard he tried to disregard it, the voice just kept on getting louder, screaming up, up, up, up, up!
Finally, he was forced to give in and, groaning, he pushed himself into a sitting position, legs hanging off the edge of the bed. It was only when he started rubbing his eyes that the hangover headache really kicked in. God, I didnt think I'd had that much to drink yesterday, Chris thought, rubbing his temples and trying to resist the urge to vomit.
Chris painfully got up, wrapping the sheets around him, and dragged himself to the bathroom. It was only when he started rummaging through the cabinet for some Tylenol that he realized he was completely naked under the sheets he was holding around him. Though he didnt really remember stripping last night, he quickly dismissed it with the thought that the air conditioning must have broken down
Chris stumbled back to his room, intending on going back to bed and sleeping the headache away. The sisters would just have to do without him, though if he remembered correctly, they wouldnt be in such great shape either.
He was just about to flop down on his bed when he noticed a large lump on the opposite side of the mattress. Chris rubbed his still sleep-blury eyes, trying hard to figuring out what the bulge was. When his vision cleared a bit, it didnt take very long for him to figure it out.
Oh my goodness.
"Kat! Kat wake up," Chris hissed as he leaned across the bed and shook her shoulder, all thoughts of headaches and vomiting now completely eradicated from his mind.
Kat stired a bit and moaned in disagreement at being woken up so rudely. She unstuck her face from the pillow and looked up with a frown and squinting eyes at Chris. The frown only deepened when she realized who was standing up over her.
"Chris?" She rolled over and propped herself up on one elbow, making sure the keep the comforter tightly wrapped around her body. "What are you.....doing......here...." She drifted off in the middle of her sentence when she realized she wasnt in the attic. "Ok, let me rephrase that, what am I doing here?" she asked, now completely awake.
"I dont know, you tell me," Chris responded, clutching the sheet tightly around his waist.
Kat noticed his firm grip on the sheet and pointed questioningly at the covered area in question.
"Are you.....?" Kat cocked her eyebrow enquiringly.
Chris nodded urgently and raised his eyebrows at Kat with a tilt of his head directed at her own covered area. Kat's eyes widened a bit more and she quickly glanced down under the sheet. Her head snapped back up and she looked up at Chris with even wider eyes. "Oh God," was all she could manage to say.
"Oh yeah, oh God is right!" Chris said. He started pacing around the room, his nervous habit taking over.
Kat, who still sat cross-legged on the bed, looked up at Chris. "Did we....?"
"Well, apparently!" Chris shouted, now getting a bit impatient on top of the initial shock of finding a girl in his bed.
"Oh God," was all Kat could say once again.
Chris froze in his pacing as a thought came upon him. "Kat, what time is it?"
Kat's eyes widened even more as the meaning of Chris's question slammed into her and she hurridly checked her watch. She couldnt help but mutter yet another "Oh God." She extended her arm towards Chris, who grabbed it and checked the time for himself.
"4:30. Oh crap, it's 4:30," he mumbled. He let himself fall down on the bed next to Kat. "Doing you think they'll have noticed?" he asked, slightly nervous.
Kat shook her head. "I dunno. They had as much to drink as we did yesterday, but I doubt either of them went home and.....well, did what we did," she finished weakly. "Are you sure we did?" she asked a bit too hopefully.
"Well, judging from our state of undress and soreness, I say we did," Chris answered matter-of-factly.
Yet another "Oh God" from Kat.
They sat in silence for a while, considering exactly what had happened. Kat went into her little trance, trying to recollect the event of the night before. Ok, so both poit of views were a bit blurry on account of how many drinks they'd had but there was no mistaking it: they'd done it. Yet even as the certainty of it sank it, Kat didnt really feel as if it were a bad thing. Ok, so maybe it wasnt really the best thing to do and it was rushing things a bit, now that she reall admitted it to herself, she realized that she was really attracted to Chris, like it or not. There was no denying it anymore, and the more she went through her memories of last night, the more she accepted the fact that she had actually liked it. As in really really enjoyed it. However, she knew that getting something started between her and Chris wasnt necesarily a good thing, especially considering the situation she was in.
At that same moment, Chris was having similar thoughts. Now that he was actually awake enough to recall what had happened the night before, he realized as well that he really had enjoyed it. As much as he wanted to deny it, he really liked Kat, maybe as more than just a friend. Since Bianca had died, he hadnt really been attracted by other girls and he'd purposely pulled away from anything that might lead to a relationship, simple because of lingering memories of Bianca. Yet as relunctant as he was to get into anything that involved 'more than just friends', he had to admit that Kat was different than other girls he'd met before. True, there was this little thing about her knowing in detail everything that would ever happen in the entire world, but there was something other than the Sight that made Kat different. She was more real than anyone he'd ever met before and had this 'give-me-those-lemons' attitude that just made her fun to be with. And once you got past the blabbering and overexcited exterior, she was really a lot deeper than she let people know. Yet as talkative and outgoing as she was, Chris could tell there were some things she wouldnt tell him about, and that made getting closer and bit more unnerving than it should have been.
Kat was the first to say anything, pulling the both of them out of their temporary trance.
"Ok. I know there might be a lot of things we should be talking about right now, but first I think we have to get to the manor and talk to the sisters. They might be wondering about where we got to last night. Or they might have wondered earlier and wandered in here this morning and not be wondering about it anymore," she said a bit awkwardly. "Either way, you should get dressed and orb over there while I try to hunt for my clothes." Kat looked around the room with a look that came quite close to disgust, gaze flitting over piles of dirty clothes, food wrappers, and what could have possibly once been a tuna sandwich.
Chris followed Kat's gaze, and sadly nodded in approval. "Well, good luck then," he said as he fished out a part of jeans and a T-shirt that rested on a nearly lamp. He quickly got dressed and with a last good luck orbed off to the manor.
Chris orbed into the manor's kitchen, where Paige was sitting at the counter, drinking coffee. When Chris came in, she brought her head up slowly, as if it were heavy with lead, which it probably was considering how much she'd had to drink the night before. She waved briefly when she recognized Chris.
"Oh, hey Chris," she mumbled. "You and Kat have a nice time last night?" she asked with a barely perceptible smile.
Chris's eyes widened suddenly and he looked back at Paige indignantly. "What do you mean, me and Kat?"
"Nothing," Paige replied innocently, looking up at Chris from above the rim of her coffee cup.
Chris looked at his aunt in awe for a few moments, before sighing, shaking his head, and flopping down on a stool next to Paige.
"Was it really that obvious?" he asked weakly.
"Hate to break it to you, but yeah, it was. We figured as much when Kat didnt show up back here this morning and you didnt turn up to report her missing or something, we reckoned you'd finally hooked up," Paige explained matter-of-factly.
Chris's head snapped up again. "What do you mean, finally?"
"Well, it was so obvious you guys liked each other, it was just a matter of time for you to realize it. Phoebe and I even bet on how long it'd take. I just made myself ten bucks," she said with a smile.
"You bet ten bucks on how long it would take for Kat and me to hook up?" Chris asked, bewildered.
"Sorry, it was too tempting," Paige said guiltily.
Chris sighed. "It's ok. Does my mom know?" he asked, a bit worried. It had been one thing hooking up with random girls when Piper hadnt known he was her son, but now it was different. It was like bringing your parents along on a date. Not so cool.
"Yeah," Paige said, standing up. "But dont worry about it little nephew dude. You're all grown up now. Well, physically anyway. Whatever, the point is you're old enough to make your own choices when these things are concerned, and your mom isnt gonna stick around and be all controlling. She's too cool for that," she finished her coffee in one last gulp and, with a small slap on Chris's shoulder, walked out of the kitchen.
"Yeah," Chris said softly with a small smile. "She is cool." And with that he orbed out.
A/N Well, here it is....I'm kind of improvising everything by now, it's just working out word by word, because there were some things in here I hadnt planned at all. So that's why it might be taking be a lot of time, because I dont really know where I'm going with this. Anyway, I hope you still like it, review and let me know!!!!
Disclaimer As usual, I dont own anything Charmed-related, I just own Kat, so dont sue me!
Ok, Chris, come on, get up now, shouted the rational part of Chris's mind. He shifted around under the covers, trying to ignore the little voice in his head. I dont wanna get up, he shouted back like a little kid. But no matter how hard he tried to disregard it, the voice just kept on getting louder, screaming up, up, up, up, up!
Finally, he was forced to give in and, groaning, he pushed himself into a sitting position, legs hanging off the edge of the bed. It was only when he started rubbing his eyes that the hangover headache really kicked in. God, I didnt think I'd had that much to drink yesterday, Chris thought, rubbing his temples and trying to resist the urge to vomit.
Chris painfully got up, wrapping the sheets around him, and dragged himself to the bathroom. It was only when he started rummaging through the cabinet for some Tylenol that he realized he was completely naked under the sheets he was holding around him. Though he didnt really remember stripping last night, he quickly dismissed it with the thought that the air conditioning must have broken down
Chris stumbled back to his room, intending on going back to bed and sleeping the headache away. The sisters would just have to do without him, though if he remembered correctly, they wouldnt be in such great shape either.
He was just about to flop down on his bed when he noticed a large lump on the opposite side of the mattress. Chris rubbed his still sleep-blury eyes, trying hard to figuring out what the bulge was. When his vision cleared a bit, it didnt take very long for him to figure it out.
Oh my goodness.
"Kat! Kat wake up," Chris hissed as he leaned across the bed and shook her shoulder, all thoughts of headaches and vomiting now completely eradicated from his mind.
Kat stired a bit and moaned in disagreement at being woken up so rudely. She unstuck her face from the pillow and looked up with a frown and squinting eyes at Chris. The frown only deepened when she realized who was standing up over her.
"Chris?" She rolled over and propped herself up on one elbow, making sure the keep the comforter tightly wrapped around her body. "What are you.....doing......here...." She drifted off in the middle of her sentence when she realized she wasnt in the attic. "Ok, let me rephrase that, what am I doing here?" she asked, now completely awake.
"I dont know, you tell me," Chris responded, clutching the sheet tightly around his waist.
Kat noticed his firm grip on the sheet and pointed questioningly at the covered area in question.
"Are you.....?" Kat cocked her eyebrow enquiringly.
Chris nodded urgently and raised his eyebrows at Kat with a tilt of his head directed at her own covered area. Kat's eyes widened a bit more and she quickly glanced down under the sheet. Her head snapped back up and she looked up at Chris with even wider eyes. "Oh God," was all she could manage to say.
"Oh yeah, oh God is right!" Chris said. He started pacing around the room, his nervous habit taking over.
Kat, who still sat cross-legged on the bed, looked up at Chris. "Did we....?"
"Well, apparently!" Chris shouted, now getting a bit impatient on top of the initial shock of finding a girl in his bed.
"Oh God," was all Kat could say once again.
Chris froze in his pacing as a thought came upon him. "Kat, what time is it?"
Kat's eyes widened even more as the meaning of Chris's question slammed into her and she hurridly checked her watch. She couldnt help but mutter yet another "Oh God." She extended her arm towards Chris, who grabbed it and checked the time for himself.
"4:30. Oh crap, it's 4:30," he mumbled. He let himself fall down on the bed next to Kat. "Doing you think they'll have noticed?" he asked, slightly nervous.
Kat shook her head. "I dunno. They had as much to drink as we did yesterday, but I doubt either of them went home and.....well, did what we did," she finished weakly. "Are you sure we did?" she asked a bit too hopefully.
"Well, judging from our state of undress and soreness, I say we did," Chris answered matter-of-factly.
Yet another "Oh God" from Kat.
They sat in silence for a while, considering exactly what had happened. Kat went into her little trance, trying to recollect the event of the night before. Ok, so both poit of views were a bit blurry on account of how many drinks they'd had but there was no mistaking it: they'd done it. Yet even as the certainty of it sank it, Kat didnt really feel as if it were a bad thing. Ok, so maybe it wasnt really the best thing to do and it was rushing things a bit, now that she reall admitted it to herself, she realized that she was really attracted to Chris, like it or not. There was no denying it anymore, and the more she went through her memories of last night, the more she accepted the fact that she had actually liked it. As in really really enjoyed it. However, she knew that getting something started between her and Chris wasnt necesarily a good thing, especially considering the situation she was in.
At that same moment, Chris was having similar thoughts. Now that he was actually awake enough to recall what had happened the night before, he realized as well that he really had enjoyed it. As much as he wanted to deny it, he really liked Kat, maybe as more than just a friend. Since Bianca had died, he hadnt really been attracted by other girls and he'd purposely pulled away from anything that might lead to a relationship, simple because of lingering memories of Bianca. Yet as relunctant as he was to get into anything that involved 'more than just friends', he had to admit that Kat was different than other girls he'd met before. True, there was this little thing about her knowing in detail everything that would ever happen in the entire world, but there was something other than the Sight that made Kat different. She was more real than anyone he'd ever met before and had this 'give-me-those-lemons' attitude that just made her fun to be with. And once you got past the blabbering and overexcited exterior, she was really a lot deeper than she let people know. Yet as talkative and outgoing as she was, Chris could tell there were some things she wouldnt tell him about, and that made getting closer and bit more unnerving than it should have been.
Kat was the first to say anything, pulling the both of them out of their temporary trance.
"Ok. I know there might be a lot of things we should be talking about right now, but first I think we have to get to the manor and talk to the sisters. They might be wondering about where we got to last night. Or they might have wondered earlier and wandered in here this morning and not be wondering about it anymore," she said a bit awkwardly. "Either way, you should get dressed and orb over there while I try to hunt for my clothes." Kat looked around the room with a look that came quite close to disgust, gaze flitting over piles of dirty clothes, food wrappers, and what could have possibly once been a tuna sandwich.
Chris followed Kat's gaze, and sadly nodded in approval. "Well, good luck then," he said as he fished out a part of jeans and a T-shirt that rested on a nearly lamp. He quickly got dressed and with a last good luck orbed off to the manor.
Chris orbed into the manor's kitchen, where Paige was sitting at the counter, drinking coffee. When Chris came in, she brought her head up slowly, as if it were heavy with lead, which it probably was considering how much she'd had to drink the night before. She waved briefly when she recognized Chris.
"Oh, hey Chris," she mumbled. "You and Kat have a nice time last night?" she asked with a barely perceptible smile.
Chris's eyes widened suddenly and he looked back at Paige indignantly. "What do you mean, me and Kat?"
"Nothing," Paige replied innocently, looking up at Chris from above the rim of her coffee cup.
Chris looked at his aunt in awe for a few moments, before sighing, shaking his head, and flopping down on a stool next to Paige.
"Was it really that obvious?" he asked weakly.
"Hate to break it to you, but yeah, it was. We figured as much when Kat didnt show up back here this morning and you didnt turn up to report her missing or something, we reckoned you'd finally hooked up," Paige explained matter-of-factly.
Chris's head snapped up again. "What do you mean, finally?"
"Well, it was so obvious you guys liked each other, it was just a matter of time for you to realize it. Phoebe and I even bet on how long it'd take. I just made myself ten bucks," she said with a smile.
"You bet ten bucks on how long it would take for Kat and me to hook up?" Chris asked, bewildered.
"Sorry, it was too tempting," Paige said guiltily.
Chris sighed. "It's ok. Does my mom know?" he asked, a bit worried. It had been one thing hooking up with random girls when Piper hadnt known he was her son, but now it was different. It was like bringing your parents along on a date. Not so cool.
"Yeah," Paige said, standing up. "But dont worry about it little nephew dude. You're all grown up now. Well, physically anyway. Whatever, the point is you're old enough to make your own choices when these things are concerned, and your mom isnt gonna stick around and be all controlling. She's too cool for that," she finished her coffee in one last gulp and, with a small slap on Chris's shoulder, walked out of the kitchen.
"Yeah," Chris said softly with a small smile. "She is cool." And with that he orbed out.
A/N Well, here it is....I'm kind of improvising everything by now, it's just working out word by word, because there were some things in here I hadnt planned at all. So that's why it might be taking be a lot of time, because I dont really know where I'm going with this. Anyway, I hope you still like it, review and let me know!!!!