Disclaimer: I still don't own Charmed and I have a feeling that that isn't going to change anytime soon.

Summary: Chris' life has been nothing but demons for almost a year now. But what happens when someone comes along and throws a wrench in the works? Set in season six one week after Midnight Rendezvous.

Thanks so much to all of my reviewers! You have no idea how much your compliments mean to me. There was a question brought up about Bianca. Sorry, but this isn't a ChrisBianca story. But I'm not going to treat her character as if she never existed and meant nothing to Chris. He's going to be in for a bumpy road. Also to clairify, Midnight Rendezvous and The Courtship of Wyatt's Father are the same episode. Anyway here's the update. Hope you like it.

Chapter Two

Chris awoke with the sun streaming through and shining directly in his eyes. He squinted trying to talk in his surroundings, knowing that the back room in P3 had no windows to allow sun in. When his eyes focused on the multicolored stain glass window in front of him he remembered that he'd slept in the attic last night. The peaceful soothing gesture of the morning light would go greatly appreciated by some people. However, to Chris it was annoying. He was stressed, tired, and running out of time and all the bright rays seemed to be accomplishing was giving him a headache.

Groaning from lack of sleep he threw his legs over the side of the day bed and climbed out. He slowly made his way down the stairs, passing his Aunt Paige on the way.

"Morning, Chris." She said brightly. She had obviously had her morning coffee, something Chris had yet to accomplish. He glared at her and mumbled something incoherent under his breath before continuing his trek down to the kitchen. As he made his way into the room he could hear the sound of his mother talking on the phone.

"Sheila I really wish I could come but I'm just so busy lately with Wyatt and… Oh you have a babysitter…well…I don't know I mean you don't have to worry about your kids orbing to China and leaving one freaked out teenager to deal with it… Besides I really shouldn't going on blind dates these days…"

Piper smiled at Chris when she saw him walk in the room and handed him a plate of pancakes which she just took of the griddle. Without any complaint whatsoever the young man took the food and placed it on the table, letting it set there so he could pour himself some coffee.

"We did break up but Greg's not the reason why I can't go…" Piper continued on the phone with her best friend. Shelia was confused as to why Piper was so adamant about staying home when just a week ago she had wanted to go out and enjoy the single life. "…it's just dating is kinda on the last of my list of priorities at the moment…"

Wyatt began to cry and Piper, balancing the phone underneath her ear and holding a spatula in one hand a jug of apple juice in the other, couldn't so anything to sooth him without dropping everything. "…okay…Sheila hold on…"

Before she could finish telling Sheila to wait Chris took the jug from her hand and proceeded in pouring a glass of apple juice for his brother. Piper looked at her son and mouthed 'bless you' before returning to her conversation and pancakes.

"…No, I haven't given up love again it's just…I know. I know. That's not why…I don't want to go because I'm pregnant!" Piper yelled into the phone. Chris, who was sitting at the table munching on his pancakes, noticed that the conversation had just come to an abrupt stand still. He was no longer able to hear the muffled voice of his god mother over the phone.

"Listen maybe I should…yes, Sheila you heard me right…it's Leo's what do you think I'm some sort of tramp that goes around sleeping with men that I barely even know?" Piper noticed how Chris' face scrunched up in disgust at the last comment.

"…No we're not back together…Well he was dying and we just…well…NO! No he's not dead. Everything worked out …Um…yea I'm happy. I mean what's not to be happy about. And now Wyatt will have a little brother to play with…oh well I know it's a boy because of Chris…His name? Um…Chris…"

A muffled 'WHAT!" was clearly heard over the phone. Chris smirked in response.

"…Yea…Um Sheila I'll talk to you later. I have a twenty two year old son to feed." Piper hung up the phone quickly before Sheila had the time to interject.

"Sorry about that. She wanted to set me up with some guy, a friend of Daryl's and I just…"

"What?" Chris asked. Piper raised her eyebrows skeptically at him. She thought that he would have understood why she didn't want to date at the moment.

"I just…don't need to be dating right now, that's all. I have more important things to worry about." She stated walking to the fridge and pouring herself a glass of milk.

"Oh…" Chris replied. Something in his tone threw her off. She expected him to be happy about that fact. With the way he treated Greg, she would have thought that he hated the fact of her even speaking to a member of the opposite sex, other than his father.

"Oh? Somehow you don't seem very happy about that." She said.

"What? Oh…I…I mean…why should I care what you do in your spare time it's not my problem." He said somewhat coldly. Piper, however, could tell that he didn't mean that comment one bit.

"Chris…" She admonished. "What's up with this? I thought you didn't like that fact that I was dating in the first place."

"I didn't…It's just…I shouldn't tell you this but…I'm going to…In my future you never…I mean…after you and Leo broke up you never remarried. You never went out on dates or anything and I could tell that you always felt like you were missing something. You weren't as happy as you are now and I don't…I don't want to be the reason why you're going to miss out on happiness."

Chris looked solemnly down to his plate. A tiny bite of pancake was stuck on his fork and he started to absentmindedly push the piece of food around in the puddle of maple syrup next to it. He couldn't help but feel nervous as to how she would respond. In all the time that he had been there with them he hadn't opened up once. He was known as emotionless and that was how he wanted to stay. But now, after spilling that tiny bit of information, he was afraid that his mother would think of him as weak. Surprisingly, that wasn't how she reacted at all.

Piper placed a hand on Chris chin and lifted his face so he was looking her in the eye. She smiled softly at him, hoping to show that she appreciated his feelings for her.

"Chris, you have nothing to do with why I'm not dating anymore. I don't want you to feel responsible…"

"I know I'm not the reason…I mean…" he gestured to her stomach trying very hard to find the words to express what he meant. What did one call oneself while he was in the womb? "…mini me…? In there…" Piper's mouth twitched into an amused smile.

"Mini me?" she asked with a chuckle.

"Hey, it was the first thing that popped into my mind. But that's not the point…I'm serious. I feel like…"

"I know what you think, Chris. And yes, you are partially right. But… that's not the only reason."

"It's not?" he asked.

"No"

"Then what?"

Piper closed her eyes, trying to keep the tears from falling down. She couldn't bear to think that after all they had been through Leo was gone. After she thought that they finally might have made things work between them he had to go back to being an elder. It wasn't fair. How was she supposed to move on after him?

"Because I'm still in love with your father and that's not going to change anytime soon." She said turning around to hide her pained expression. Chris nodded slowly.

"Yea…I guess I know what you mean." He admitted. Piper turned around surprised at his words. This was the first time that he'd ever mentioned anything about Bianca. And to be honest this was the first time she really thought about how her death must have affected him. When he first came back from his trip to the future she was concerned but quickly got over it when he went on acting as if nothing had happened.

"At least you can still see him." Piper opened her mouth to console him but was cut off by her sister running frantically into the house and slamming the door.

"Piper! Paige!" she screamed. Piper walked out of the kitchen with her son following closely behind.

"What is it Phoebe?" she asked. Paige walked down the stairs just as Phoebe started to explain what was going on.

"I had a premonition while I was at work. I picked up a letter that some girl sent to me and saw her getting attacked by a demon outside the club tonight."

"What did he look like?" Chris asked.

"Um…he was really tall, red and black skin…"

"He didn't look like…"

"No! No, God no it's wasn't Balthazar but…he did look sort of similar…But he had this mark on his wrist it kinda looked like a…"

"Serpent?" Chris interrupted.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" Phoebe asked.

"Ugh… I know him… Believe me I have no problem with killing him before he can gets his hands on an innocent. There's a vanquishing potion in the book. It shouldn't take long." With that Chris left the sisters and went to the attic to gather al the supplies he needed for the vanquishing potion.

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Chris looked at his watch one more time. This was getting really old. They had been standing out there for twenty minutes waiting for the demon to come and it didn't look like he was going to show anytime soon. His patience was wearing thin.

"You're sure this was the place?" he asked his aunt. She sighed and sent him a glare.

"Yes, I'm sure. I saw it, you know. Just have some patience we've only been out here for twenty minutes." Chris scoffed.

"Only?"

"Chris, I don't know what time my premonition was. I just know it was dark. We could be out here all night for all I know, okay. Get over it. I'm not letting an innocent die because you're cranky." Phoebe said.

"Well excuse me for being cranky. But sitting on wet asphalt behind a dumpster full of old, rotting, Chinese food doesn't bring a smile to my face. Now I don't know about you but the smell is starting to get to me."

"Christopher, I swear to God if you don't shut up right now I'll…ground you…" Piper said trying to sound intimidating. Chris just looked at her as if she had two heads.

"You can't ground me. I'm twenty two years old." He claimed. Piper raised her eyebrows at him and placed a hand over her stomach.

"Oh yea…did you have fun at your prom because…."

"Okay, okay I got it. I'll shut up." The four of them sat there in complete silence for a while. After a few minutes Chris started to absentmindedly tap his fingers on the ground. Piper shot out her hand to stop the incessant drumming.

"Sorry." He said picking up his fingers, folding his hands across his lap, and started twiddling his thumbs. Just as the group was about to fall asleep from boredom and ear piercing scream was heard throughout the alley.

The foursome sprung into action. They leaped out from behind the dumpster and Paige threw one of the potion bottles at the demons feet. It would have worked if the demon hadn't shimmered out of the way and reappeared behind the innocent, pressing an athame to her throat.

"Alright, one move and the witch dies." He said tightening his hold on her. The girl gasped in pain and panic as the steel brushed against her skin. Piper rolled her eyes and groaned before raising up her hands and freezing the demon and the girl.

"Innocent" Paige said causing the girl to reappear behind them. Piper unfroze the demon who stumbled forward shocked by the fact that there was no longer someone there. Paige waved him goodbye before throwing another vial. This time it didn't miss it's target and the demon went up in flames.

"Well, that was easy." Paige said. "Okay Chris why don't you orb…Chris?" she asked as she noticed that Chris was staring wide eyed at the innocent who, in turn, was staring at him.

"Allison?"

TBC…