His eyes were dancing, his stomach was fluttering, his breath was ragged, and he was one happy nine year old boy. He was also utterly exhausted. Running from room to room in a three story house for three hours could do that to a person, even a kid as energetic as young Chris Halliwell-Johnson.

Chris was at the present time at his first ever sleep-over party. He'd been invited to a few before but was never allowed to go because of the constant demon attacks that had taken place over the past few years, but now those attacks were becoming less and less frequent and his mom and dad were finally letting him go.

Chris was having a great time playing with his two best friends. Ryan's mom had baked cookies which were absolutely scrumptious, not as good as his mom's choc-chip cookies but still fantastic. They had played all types of games ranging from hide and go seek to water pistol fights. Three hours in and Chris had decided he never wanted to leave, but he should of known it was all too good to last, these things always were.

At exactly twelve minutes past five the front doorbell rang and a minute later he heard a rather urgent call of his name coming from Mrs Townson, Ryan's mother. As soon as that call reached his ears Chris abruptly abandoned what he was doing and ran down the stairs only to come face to face with a tear stained cheeked mother.

"Mom, what's wrong" Chris asked worriedly wrapping his arms around his mom's frame. Piper knelt down so that she was eye level with her son and spoke

"Your grandpa Chris" she started sobbing "he had a heart attack sweetie" Chris couldn't speak. His grandpa was one of his most favourite people in the whole world; he couldn't have a heart attack, it was impossible, why would he, he couldn't.

When Piper realised that her son wasn't going to move or say anything she planted a small kiss on his forehead than stood back up to properly converse with Mrs Townson.

After a moment of staring blindly into the beyond Chris was brought back to earth when he felt a pair of arms encircle him. All that he could see was chocolate brown hair but that was enough to tell him who was hugging him. It was Kel, his other best friend.

"Come on Chris it's time to go" he heard his mom say. Reluctantly Chris broke away from the hug and looked up at his mother "Don't worry sweetie, I'm sure he'll be fine" Piper stated

Chris nodded slightly and turned to say goodbye to his friends.

"See you at school Perry" Ryan called from his place at the bottom of the stairs. Kel leaned in and gave him another hug

"Bye Chris"

"Bye Kel" he muttered then turned to Ryan and called "Cya Ry and don't call me Perry"

The world was a surreal place, the trees looked to perfect to be right, the sky was far too blue, the streets were too clean, the birds were chirping much too loudly. Nothing was right, or at least from Chris' perspective it wasn't. How could a world so happy and alive be real when someone had just almost died, when another person Chris loved almost left him, a world couldn't be so cruel, could it?

Chris and Piper were on the road, driving towards the hospital where Victor Halliwell was passed out in a clean white bed and tucked under sterile bright white sheet coverings and neither of them was feeling too peachy.

"Chris, his going to be alright sweetie, I told you that" Piper spoke softly to her son trying to calm him. She knew she wasn't doing to great of a job, she'd never been the greatest at lying and even though the doctors had said her father would be fine she was still terribly concerned for his well being.

"Do you love me mom" Chris asked Piper hesitantly. His eyes were cast down towards the floor and his eyebrows were knitted together in worry

"Of course I do Chris" Piper answered

"Then can you promise me something?" he asked still with his eyes glued to the carpeted car floor

"Promise you what?"

"Well it's a big promise so you have to think about it a bit ok" Chris watched Piper out of the corner of his eye, making sure she nodded in acceptance before continuing

"Mom I want you to promise me that you will never leave me, I love you to much for you to leave and also I want you to promise me that you'll never scare me like grandpa scared me"

Piper didn't know what to say, her mind was racing. She didn't know how to make a promise she knew she'd never be able to keep, she didn't know how to tell a little boy that she would be leaving him eventually, so she stayed quite for a while, collecting all her thoughts and tried to figure out the best way to explain things to her child. Finally she began,

"Chris, baby, I'm not going to promise you that, I can't, because there is a very big chance that I won't be able to keep it and to tell you the truth I don't want to" Piper pulled into the parking lot of the hospital and cut the engine then turned to face her little boy

"Baby, you know that everyone dies eventually, you've seen your great grams and your grandma, they both died and left me, they didn't want to but they had to, it's just how life works, everyone dies and goes to heaven sometime, but I have been here a lot longer then you have so it's only fair to you that I leave you and go there without you, it won't happen any time soon or at least I hope it doesn't but if it does I will always be thankful that it was me and not you"

"Later on, I hope much later, we will meet there again and we will be able to spend the rest of eternity together. In a way you could just look at it as a holiday from each other, a very long holiday"

"But mom I don't ever want to be without you" Chris's voice was soft and croaky. As he spoke he pulled his eyes from the floor and faced his mother. Tears were cascading down his face but he wasn't making any attempt to stop them or wipe them away.

"I don't want to leave you either Chris, but just think of it like this, I'm here with you right now, I love you right now and even when that day where I leave does come, I'll still be with you here" she patted his heart "and here" she said stroking his head

"You'll always have memories of me and you'll always remember how much I loved you. If you do that you will always feel my presence and it'll be like I never left"

"I love you mom, just stay for a really long time ok?"

"I love you too baby" said Piper while reaching over and wiping the tears of his face "Now come on we have to go see your grandpa, your brother's and dad will be here soon, so lets go"

As soon as they reached the room were Chris's grandfather was situated Chris burst through the doors and sprinted across the room to his bed.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, are you alright?" Chris asked once there

"Christopher!" the exclamation was weak but Chris knew that it was truly filled with excitement "I'm fine kiddo, are you?" he asked when is gaze passed over the remnants of the tear tracks on the boys face

"Yeah, I was sad but mom talked to me" he said waving it off while crawling up onto the bed

"What happened to your head, mom said you had a heart attack" Chris asked while inspecting his grandfather's forehead by grazing his fingers over the bandage that covered a third of it.

"I hit it when I fell over" answered Victor simply

"Oh, does it hurt"

"A little" That meant it hurt a lot, Chris new his grandpa well, he didn't like admitting things hurt, if it only hurt a little bit then he would have said no. His mom once told him it was a man thing and that they did it to try to act all tough.

"Can I see it" he asked

"Chris it's going to be really disgusting, are you sure you want to?" Piper spoke from her position at the door where she had been silently watching her son interact happily with his grandfather

"Yeah I do mom, I'm a guy I can see gross things" Piper nodded slightly to her fathering allowance

"There" said Victor once he'd removed the bandage

"Ew it is gross" exclaimed Chris "It looks like it hurts heaps Grandpa, you told me you shouldn't lie so you shouldn't lie either" Piper let out a soft laugh from the doorway

"I told you Chris he'll never tell the truth about that" she said smiling

Chris smirked at his mom then turned back to Victor. The wound did look really horrible and painful. He lifted his hand back up and traced his fingers around the edge of it, as he did so his eyes were filled with an enormous amount of compassion, he felt so bad for his grandpa, he loved him so much and he hated it when people he loved were hurt.

Suddenly his hand started flickering with white light. It was really strange, especially since he didn't have that power.

"Mom, come here" he called looking at his flickering hand with wide eyes

"What's up sweetie" she caught site of his hands "Oh my god, ok Chris concentrate, just keep thinking about how much you love Grandpa"

Chris did as he was told and soon enough white light started pouring out of them. Just as the light was starting to go away, a voice spoke from just behind him and made him jump

"Woah, Chris you healed" It was Wyatt "Awesome dude"

"Thanks Wy" said Chris swivelling around to face his brother

"Come on Shawn" Wyatt said lifting his little brother off the ground "Look what Chris did"

"Good work lit…" Owen caught site of the look on Chris' face and held his hands of defensively "Sorry, sorry, I always forget, good work buddy"

"Now all that we have to do is figure out a way to explain to the doctors how my head suddenly healed" said Victor

"Sorry Grandpa" said Chris sheepishly

"Don't apologise Chris, that thing hurt like hell"

A/N: I am so sorry about the wait for this chapter, I just had final exams and graduation and all that stuff the past few weeks, I am so sorry, but here it is. The next chapter will be up much sooner. Please review feedback really is a great help for me. Next chapter you will get a little insight into the past of Bane and Kyle and a little preview of what is to come Wyatt wise. Thanks you guys you've all been so great!