Chapter 7
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Alonna blinked her eyes quickly as she began to come out of her sleep induced haze. She opened her eyes slowly and took a look around the strange room she was in. Then she remembered...coming to the future....seeing Chris...and finally finding out about his first fiancé. Just thinking about that made her stomach hurt. How could he have lied to her? They had promised to be honest with each other and he had still lied. Granted, it was really his clone that lied, but still...he would have done same thing. Alonna expelled a breath loudly and glanced over at the empty crib. Where was Wyatt? Alonna noticed that there was sunlight streaming through the window and she stole a look around the room searching for a clock. She let out a gasp. It was already morning. She had slept through the rest of the afternoon and throughout the entire night.
She shouldn't be surprised. It had been hard for her to sleep lately with the constant worry consuming her about which member of her family would die next. Her stomach rumbled and she pushed the comforter off her and stood up, stretching her muscles for a moment before trudging to the door. She stopped in her tracks. She could have sworn she had seen a chair pulled to the side of her bed. She turned around and sure enough there was a rocking chair placed a couple feet next to the bed with a blanket on the seat. Someone had been sitting there, watching her while she slept. She crossed the room back over to the chair and sniffed the air. Christopher. He was here. She picked up the blanket and held it to her nose. Yes he had been here...his essence was all over the blanket. She took another whiff of the air in the room. Apparently, he had just left too. Alonna suddenly felt warm at the though of Chris watching her while she slept. It wasn't an odd thing for him to do. In her time, she would often wake up and see him staring at her.
Alonna felt her stomach rumble again and she made her way back out the door. She had just reached the bathroom door and her hand was raised to knock, when it flew open, revealing Chris standing there with his clothes and hair rumpled.
"Hey," he said, as he exited the bathroom, stepping around her.
"Morning," she mumbled, as she took in his appearance. Then she smiled at him, her previous anger at him forgotten. "You were in the room last night with me," she said sounding more like a statement than a question.
Chris appeared surprised. "How did you know," he asked.
Alonna shrugged. "I smelled you in there, plus I saw the chair at the side of the bed with a blanket on it."
Chris had a sheepish look on his face. "I forgot to move it. My only concern was just getting to the bathroom this morning."
She chuckled at that. "It's alright," said Alonna. "That was really nice of you....staying there to watch over me. I appreciate it, but you didn't have too."
"I know," he replied. "I wanted too. I was worried about you. You had a tough day yesterday. I just wanted to be there in case you felt sick again. Don't be mad."
"I'm not mad," she said. "And you're right...yesterday was tough, but it's only going to get tougher. I came here for a reason, and that's to help save Wyatt. Technically, you are my husband, but it's not about you and me. It's about Wyatt. So I'm hoping we can just cut through this drama and work together to save your brother."
Chris nodded, but he didn't completely agree with her. Yes this mission is all about saving Wyatt, but now there's a new wrinkle. His wife from the future is here now and he couldn't just forget that. "I agree," he said finally. "But...," he hedged, hoping that he wouldn't make her angry again now that she was speaking civilly to him. "You're my wife. I may not remember how we fell in love or how we got to the point of husband and wife, but we're still married. I can't and won't just forget about that. We have to work this out. When I return to the future, essentially my clone and I will reform, becoming one person again. My memories will be his and his will be mine. I want us to be okay when that happens." He reached a hand up and caressed her cheek. Her skin was so soft and her eyes, they were almond shaped and were a soft brown. She reached her hand up to her face and removed his hand but didn't let go of it right away, instead bringing their clasped hands down.
"Chris, what you're saying makes sense," she began. "But we need to think about Wyatt right now, not ourselves. Do you understand?"
"Yeah," he answered, but he was feeling anything but understanding. As he stared at her, he was beginning to realize why he had married her in the first place. She was tough, fearless, and apparently selfless as well...not to mention incredibly beautiful. His eyes drifted down to the white tank top she was wearing that was making her nipples all to apparent. His gaze swept over her taking in her small waist and her caramel colored legs. His hand squeezed hers involuntarily, as he felt a pang of lust deep inside him that went straight to his groin. When his eyes met hers again, Alonna saw Chris's eyes had turned a dark stormy green. She knew that look. She gulped and eased her hand away from his.
"I-I have to go the bathroom," she said, stuttering a little. "I'll meet you downstairs for breakfast okay."
"Yeah sure," he said, his eyes not leaving hers. He moved aside more so that she could pass and she shut the door softly behind her. Chris leaned his forehead against the door and tried to stop the racing of his heartbeat. He turned and leaned his back against the door. That's how his aunt found him seconds later.
"Chris, honey you okay," Phoebe asked.
"Yeah I'm feeling just fine," he replied, his voice sardonic.
Phoebe ruffled his hair affectionately. "You sure," she prodded. He didn't look like fine. He looked like hell. His clothes and his hair were all sleep rumpled. And why was he leaning against the bathroom door? Phoebe heard the toilet flush. "Who's in there," she asked.
"Alonna," he answered simply. Phoebe smiled. So that's what's bothering him.
"So you thought you would just stand guard outside the bathroom," she asked, in a playful voice.
Chris rolled his eyes. "No...I was just leaving actually," he said, his tone harsher than he intended. "See you later Aunt Phoebe. I'm going home to take a quick shower. I'll be back for breakfast."
"Okay," said Phoebe, but Chris had already orbed out. She sighed loudly. That nephew of hers...that attitude of his...he was always hot and cold. But technically, he had a right to be grumpy. It's not everyday you find out you're married with a child on the way just out of the blue. She sympathized...she really did. But Chris is going to have to give Alonna time. Phoebe was sure that Alonna loved Chris. She could feel her love for him, but their circumstances were extraordinary. Just then Alonna opened the door and she looked at Phoebe curiously.
"Hey," she said. "I'm done...you can go in. Were you waiting long?"
Phoebe shook her head. "You okay...you look better," she commented.
Alonna nodded. "Yeah I'm fine. I needed to ask a favor. I need some clothes. Do you think Paige would mind if I borrowed some stuff. We're about the same size and I just thought maybe..."
"I'm sure it will be fine," Phoebe interrupted. "Just knock on her door and ask her. She should be up my now anyway. It's the second door after Wyatt's room. The one right before it is Piper's room."
"Alright I will," said Alonna, as she walked past Phoebe, before turning back around. "Hey Phoebe."
"Yeah," she answered turning to face Alonna.
"Thanks...for last night I mean," she said shyly.
Phoebe smiled. "No problem," she responded and then she entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
Alonna headed down the hall towards Paige's room, hoping that Phoebe was right.
Much later, Piper was downstairs in the kitchen moving through the kitchen whipping up breakfast for her family. She glanced at the clock seeing it was 8:30 and wondered why no one had come down stairs yet. Wyatt was banging his spoon against his high chair happily, ignoring his food that his mother had placed there. Piper walked over to him and ran a hand through his hair lovingly, thanking God that he had not been hurt yesterday. After Alonna had went upstairs, she had went over and picked up the sleeping toddler and brought him up to her room. Then she had checked in Wyatt's room, not surprised to see her son watching Alonna sleep. He had disappeared from downstairs, and she had no doubt that he had went there to check up on his wife. He had looked so lost and then there was something else on his face that surprised her. If she didn't know better, she would have thought her son was already enamored with Alonna and they had just met. She heard footsteps coming down the stairs and she looked over at the doorway. Phoebe and Paige flounced into the kitchen together, dressed to kill as usual. Piper often wondered how they managed to get through the day in those impossibly high heels.
"Hey big sis," said Paige cheerfully, wrapping an arm around Piper's shoulder. Piper looked at her sister closely. What was she pulling?
"Alright Paige...what do you want," she said, giving her sister a knowing look.
Paige pouted and threw up her hands. "Nothing...can't I just be glad to see my big sister."
Phoebe snorted as she smoothed a hand down Wyatt's head. She then walked over to the coffee pot and poured herself a cup of coffee.
Paige glared at Phoebe, before turning back to Piper. Piper was still giving her that look...you know the one that says 'I know something's up'. Paige finally rolled her eyes. "Okay...okay fine. I've decided that we need to maybe help Chris and Alonna out a little...you know with their relationship."
"I already told her it was a bad idea," said Phoebe as she pulled out a chair to take a seat. Paige glared at Phoebe again, but Phoebe only smiled at her.
"You know for someone who has a problem with butting into people's lives, I would think you would agree with me," Paige said, crossing her arms defensively.
Phoebe didn't answer her, instead choosing to sip her coffee. Paige narrowed her eyes at her sister who was now ignoring her and turned back to Piper. "Look, I know they're both here to save Wyatt, but don't you think they need to work on their marriage too."
"Yes Paige, but I'm not sure if Chris or Alonna are ready to deal with that right now," she said. "Let them work it out on their own."
"What if I told you I already did something," said Paige, her tone uneasy. Piper's eyes widened.
"What did you do," she demanded.
"Look don't get all pissed," said Paige, backing away at the look in her sister's eyes. "I only gave her some clothes to wear that would...well...intrigue your son."
Phoebe giggled. "More like clothes that will make him pant like a rabid dog," she said.
Piper thought for a moment and then shrugged. "That's not too bad," she commented. "Chris will have to fall back in love with Alonna and from what I've seen...well he's pretty into her already. Her wearing clothes that will knock his socks off wouldn't hurt."
"Wait what do you mean from what you've seen," Paige asked.
"Well, I found him watching her sleep yesterday afternoon," said Piper. "And then he refused to leave when I tried to lead him out of the room. He said he wanted to stay with her a couple minutes, but I think he spent the night in there."
"Really," Paige said. "That's definitely interesting. But where did Wyatt sleep?"
"Wyatt slept in my room," said Piper. "I'm thinking maybe I should move the crib back inside my room and let Alonna stay in there. Chris still has his apartment so he won't mind not being able to sleep over."
"Well maybe he can still sleep over," Phoebe said slyly. Both Paige and Piper turned to her with surprised looks on their faces. "I know...I know...I do think we should be careful about butting in, but those two are meant for each other," said Phoebe. "Do you know I caught him leaned against the bathroom door? Guess who was in there at the time?"
"Alonna," Piper answered.
"Yep," said Phoebe. "Your boy's got it bad."
"Damn...the girl can't even use the bathroom in private," said Paige, before she laughed.
"Maybe I'll have to have a talk with Chris about privacy," Piper said playfully.
"A talk with me about what," said Chris, as he walked into the kitchen.
Paige laughed again, which caused Phoebe to start giggling. Chris looked at his aunts strangely. Suddenly he felt like there was a joke on him. "What were you guys talking about," he asked, his eyes floating to from his mother to his aunts suspiciously.
"Oh nothing sweetie," said Piper quickly. Phoebe snorted again and Piper glared at her. Phoebe lifted her cup and took another sip of her coffee to squelch the bubble of laughter she felt rising. Her eyebrows rose when she saw Alonna walk into the kitchen. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans that were super low, exposing her still flat tummy. Her blouse ended right below her belly button and the top of it was rolled down her shoulders in that style everyone was wearing now. Her hair was up in a ponytail, with two tendrils handing in her face. A pair of stiletto high heel boots finished the look. She managed to look adorable and sexy at the same time.
"Morning everyone," said Alonna, her voice sounding a lot happier than when she had left the living room yesterday. Chris turned around and saw her and his mouth gaped. Alonna reached up and tipped his chin up, closing his mouth. "Chris you've seen me in much less, so stop looking at me like that." She blushed when she realized what she had said and walked around him to head towards the coffee pot. "Piper do you guys have any decaffeinated coffee," she asked.
"Uh...uh...yeah we have instant in the cabinet right above your head," Piper replied distractedly, as she looked at her son. Yep...her son was in deep. She hid her smile with her hand at the way he was looking at Alonna. She walked over to him and waved her hand in front of his face to get his attention. He jumped slightly and the dazed expression left his face.
"Uh...he-hey mom," he said, as his eyes floated back to Alonna who was now reaching up on her toes searching through the cabinets. Chris walked around his mother over to Alonna. He leaned over brushing against her, moving a couple cans until he found the instant coffee. He grabbed it, but still didn't move from against her. She turned around with the little bit of space she had and looked at her husband. She then looked at the coffee and held her hand out to take it. He placed the canister in her hands and she whispered 'thanks'. He nodded but didn't move, his eyes staring at her intently.
"Chris are you okay," Alonna asked gently, knowing very well that he wasn't. She couldn't deal with this right now. Her husband was horny enough at 30, but at 20 he was even worse. His desire was currently rolling off him at hitting her directly in her stomach. She gasped as she felt it, and he gave her a concerned glance.
"I think I should be asking you that," he countered. "What's wrong?"
She shook her head. "Nothing," she answered, as she avoided his eyes. She sniffed the air slightly and smiled. "Piper you made biscuits. Oh thank god...I love your biscuits." Alonna eased around her husband and sat down next to Phoebe, leaning over to ruffle Wyatt's hair. "How are you doing sweetie," she asked him sweetly. Wyatt answered with his own babble, slapping his chubby hands on his high chair. Chris bit his lip and turned around leaning his back against the counter, silently watching his wife, annoyed at the fact that he had just been brushed off.
Piper gave her son a look of sympathy and then turned to the rest of her family. "I also made eggs and bacon," she announced. "There's bread in case anyone prefers toast too." She walked over to the stove and grabbed a mitten, placing it on her hand before opening the oven to take out the biscuits. She pulled the tray out and put it on the top of the stove. Piper placed the biscuits on a large plate on the counter and brought the plate over to the table. She then scooped the eggs out of the frying pan and placed it on the plate that contained the bacon. "Okay guys eat up," said Piper, as she placed the plate of food on the table. She looked at her son who was staring at the back of Alonna's head. "You too Chris...sit down...eat," she said as she took his arm and led him to sit in the chair in front of Alonna. Piper then took her seat at the opposite end of the table facing Wyatt.
Chris gingerly sat down, with Paige sitting next to him. He was just reaching for the plate of biscuits, when he heard his father's voice. Chris groaned audibly. Paige elbowed him in his arm. He threw a glare at her, but she was pretending to be focused on her plate. First, he had to deal with seeing his very sexy wife who was currently ignoring him and now he had to see his father. Yep. This day was starting out just great.
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