Back to the Past
Disclaimer: Still don't own Charmed
A/N: I know I haven't updated in almost three weeks, but I was on vacation, and then I had Spring Break and didn't feel like writing.
In this chapter, things said by Chris and Tanya will show be in normal font, and things said by others in this timeline will be in italics.
ChrisBianca- Thank you! Glad you liked it.
Iloveleo- I know Grams died from heart problems and falling down the stairs on the show, but in this story she was killed by demons. Oh, and sorry about the stabbing mistake in chapter 8, I was wondering if anyone would notice that. Thanks for the help!
Chapter Twelve: Back to the Past- Again
Tanya fell out of the portal, Chris following right behind her. The two of them landed in a heap on the ground. Tanya blew a strand of hair out of her face. "Okay, where are we now?"
"I have no idea, but we're definitely not home," Chris replied, looking around.
"Come on, let's go over there. It looks like a town or a city or something. Except, I think we went back in time. Way back," Tanya said, observing the cobblestone roads and the horse-drawn carriages in the city.
They walked into the town, looking at all the people and their elaborate clothing. Some wore rags, as they were peasants, and others wore more expensive fabrics in more colors. These people had more jewelry and elaborate hairstyles.
"I know where we are!"
"You do? Where are we?" Chris asked.
"We're in England, somewhere in the late 1500's. This was during Queen Elizabeth's reign, which was from 1558 to 1603."
"How do you know that?"
"I learned that in history a while back. I recognized the clothing styles. Anyway, that's not important. What's important is, why are we here?"
Chris didn't answer, as he was staring at someone across the street. "I think I know why we're here."
"What? Why?" Tanya asked, confused.
"Look across the street where I'm pointing. See that girl carrying the basket?" Chris was pointing to a girl whose back was turned to them. Her long hair trailed down her back, brushed perfectly until it shined, but other than that her appearance wasn't that great. She was strikingly pretty, but her feet were bare and her clothes were torn and patched all over.
"Yeah. What about her?"
"Look at her face when she turns around."
"Oh my god!" Tanya gasped. "She looks exactly like me, except she's probably around sixteen or seventeen."
"Yup. I think that's you in your past life, back in the 1500's."
"And I was, what, a servant girl or a peasant?"
"I don't know. Why don't we follow her to see where she goes? I don't think anyone can see us here either, like they couldn't see us back home in the future," Chris suggested.
They followed the girl down the street, hoping to see where she would go. She headed down the road for about half a mile, then turned right.
"Look. It's a…palace. That must be where the queen lives," Chris said.
"Well you're a regular genius, aren't you?" Tanya asked, laughing.
He stuck his tongue out at her, and she mimicked the gesture. "Hey, she's going in the gate," Chris announced.
They turned back to her and followed into the palace walls, noticing that there were no guards, which was odd.
Her past self walked into the palace through a side entrance that was hidden from view behind several bushes unless you knew it was there. Chris ran up and caught the door before it closed, and the two hurried inside.
She walked down a long hall covered in a luscious red carpet with large wooden doors and gold handles lined on the walls. Between the doors were large, colorful portraits of royalty, the past kings and queens. Tanya's past self paused and opened a door, which looked smaller than the others and had a brass handle.
When the walked inside, they saw her in a kitchen, standing at a counter. A heavyset woman in a white apron covered in food stains was yelling at her.
"Well I suppose I was a servant girl then if I worked here," Tanya said.
"And this meat, I can't use this, it's spoiled! Go back and get some more. And don't be late, I need these in half an hour to make dinner."
"I'm sorry," Tanya said quietly. She took the basket and headed back outside.
"Wow, I had a pretty crappy job," Tanya said.
"I wonder if you had powers back then."
"Probably not. Otherwise I'm sure I would have turned that woman into a toad or something by now."
"Oh, I'm so sorry," Tanya said as she bumped into someone.
"No, it's my fault. I…Tanya?"
She looked up at his face instead of his shiny leather shoes, as she had been trained to. "Chris?"
He smiled at her and she smiled back.
"Wow, we knew each other 500 years ago too," Chris remarked.
The two of them hugged. "I haven't seen you in so long. I missed you," she said.
"I know, it's been almost three months. I missed you too, but my father said I must remain with him in our estate. There were some matters we needed to take care of."
"How long are you staying here?"
Chris shrugged. "I don't know. At least for a few months unless he changes his mind again. I really don't want to leave you again though."
"I know. I wish we could at least tell someone. Maybe they could help us."
"Yes, but you know no one would approve of our relationship. My cousin is the queen, which makes me royalty in their eyes, and you work in her kitchen. It's not proper for us to be doing this."
"Then why are we? It's so hard," she replied.
He kissed her, and she kissed him back. "Because I love you."
She sighed. "I love you too, but-"
He silenced her with another kiss. "All I know is that we're meant to be together. We'll find a way."
"But your father, he wants you to marry soon, doesn't he? I mean, you're already seventeen. Your brother married when he was sixteen."
"Yes, but since I'm younger than him, father will give me more time. He will let me choose my wife, but only if she is of royal blood."
"Then we'll never be able to be together."
Chris sighed and brushed a strand of hair of her forehead. "Then we'll run away together and get married. We have to do something."
"You're royalty, everyone would be out looking for you."
"But we could hide somewhere, sail to America."
"I don't know. I have to go, Margaret will be angry if I'm late again, and I have to get meat for dinner from the market."
"I'll come with you."
"You can't. Don't you realize people would talk if they saw you with a servant girl?"
"Okay fine. I'll see you at our special spot, tomorrow night at nine, okay?"
She nodded and he gave her a kiss goodbye.
Tanya and Chris, who had been silent through all of this finally got over there shock.
"Wow. I can't believe that we actually had a relationship. It's really weird to think about."
"Yeah, I mean, I never imagined us as more than friends," Chris replied.
"I wonder what happened to them," Tanya said. Then, as they had before, they were falling, until they stopped at a new place and a new time.
A/N: Do you want me to continue with them here and finish their story or move on to the next time? Please review and tell me which you'd prefer!