Declaimer: I don't own Charmed.

Chapter Thirty-one

"Piper's right," Chris muttered routing through the cupboards in the kitchen. "There isn't anything remotely eatable in this house. They must have all starved to death. I wonder if I should order take away."

He picked up the phone and dialled the number of his favourite Chinese take away place and ordered enough food to sink a battle ship.

Chris and Paige orbbed in.

"Who the hell are you?" Chris demeaned as orbs stopped swirling around him and Prue.

"Chris this is Chris." Prue said. "Man this is gona get so confusing. Alright," She pointed to Chris, the white lighter. "To save confusion, you're Chris, and you," She pointed to Chris, the mortal one cowering in the corner on the floor. "You're C. Got it? Good. Okay."

"Prue," C stuttered backing away from her. "You're dead. Shax killed you…."

"Shax?" Chris inquired while C gasped for breath.

"Demon." Prue replied plainly. "Source's assassin, the demon who caused my death."

"Oh." Chris replied. "Sorry."

"I swear I never did any thing to Halli." C said. "It's not my fault. It wasn't my idea. It was all Piper's idea. I was only keeping her safe. Don't hurt me Prue please don't hurt me. I'm sorry, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really sorry."

"So this would be the world famous fear of Prue, Piper and Phoebe are always talking about, and that guy that used to be Piper's bank manger before he went insane, P3 staff, suppliers, the people a 415 and every one you met come to think of it."

"Oh shush." Prue said to Chris. "Or I'll teach you about what the fear of Prue is really all about and what Pet means by Prue Halliwell in all her scariness."

"Well tactically I'm still your nephew, like Wyatt." Chris quibbled. "And you said you'd never hurt Wyatt, so you shouldn't hurt me either."

"Shut up!" Prue snapped. "No C I am not going to hurt you, providing you brought Piper home safely."

She helped C to his feet.

"She's up stairs showering," C said. "To make her self feel remotely human after the flight."

"Is she okay?" Prue asked.

"Are you kiddin'!?!" C exclaimed. "She's better than okay! She's relaxed. Easy going. Happy. All the things she hasn't been for ages. And I betcha didn't know she speaks fluent Spanish and Portages."

"Spanish I knew," Prue said. "Portages; now that's news to me."

"Me?" Chris asked. "The baby?"

"Doin' fine." C replied. "She's got all the scan stuff in one of her bags, in the hall. I would show you, but Halli would kill me."

"Okay," Chris said. "I give. What's with all the Halli thing?"

"Pure," C looked to her for assistance. "Help. Translation please. What's he talking about? What on earth is he on about?"

"He wants to know where Piper got her nick name from." She explained. "Halli."