Hey everybody, thanks for reviewing! All the reviews encouraged me to write more; there are too many reviews to personally reply to each one like I usually do, sorry about that. So, did anyone guess what Prue gave Chris? If not, you're about to find out in this chapter... so enough of me talking, here's the chapter

Chapter 5

As he walked into the foyer, he was met with his jumbling family as they all excitedly scurried around.

"That was one awesome goal you scored there, kiddo!" Paige exclaimed as she hung her coat on the rack.

"Who knew soccer could actually be kinda cool?" Wyatt asked as he patted his youngest brother on the back, "But it still isn't as great as football... remember that lil bro."

Ryan flashed Wyatt a grin as he smacked him on the arm, "You know you enjoyed it."

Piper laughed as she gave her son a tight hug, "I'm so proud of you! You were great today!"

"Yeah, you really knocked the other team down!" Leo exclaimed proudly with a wide grin plastered on his face as he patted his youngest son's shoulder.

"Well, the other team did suck," Ryan informed them as they all laughed.

Chris stood by the door, and took a moment to watch his family laugh and joke with each other with a sad smile before announcing his presence by clearing his throat. They all turned around as they finally noticed he was there.

"Hey Chris," Wyatt said as he greeted his younger brother, "sorry you had to miss the game. Turns out soccer doesn't suck as much as we thought it did. Go figure."

Chris flashed his older brother a grin as he made his way over to Ryan and gave him a pat on the back, "Congrats, Ry. Didn't I tell you there was nothing to worry about?"

Ryan had to laugh and nodded his head, "Yes you did. And I should've listened to you."

"That's a new one... Ryan actually listening to what either of his older, more cooler and wiser, brothers has to say." Wyatt teased as he avoided his youngest brother's swats.

Shaking her head at her quarreling sons, Piper chuckled, "Okay, break it up! Why doesn't everybody wash up before dinner?"

"Mom, come on! Do we have too?" Ryan whined as he flashed his mom a pleading look.

"Yeah, mom. Why don't we just forget all that washing up part and just get to the eating part," Wyatt added as put his arm around his mom's shoulder with a cheshire grin.

Piper shook her head as she brushed of her son's arm, "And here I thought all of my sons were finally grown up. Yes you have to! You guys reek! Now off you go!"

Wyatt and Ryan mumbled to themselves as they dragged their feet up the stairs, making sure to go extra slow to annoy their mom.

"I am so wiped out. I'm gonna grab a soda and crash in the living room. Call me when dinner is ready." Paige informed them with a yawn as she started to head for the kitchen.

"I'm with you, I feel like dead weight," Leo replied as he began to follow her lead.

"Well technically-"Paige began but was cut off by Piper.

"Hey! Where do you two think your going?" Piper questioned them with a raised eyebrow.

"Piper, did you not hear what I just said? I'm going to grab a sod-"Paige began but was cut short.

"I heard what you said! But did you guys not hear what I said? I said everybody wash up, and that includes you two! So move it along people!" Piper exclaimed as she pointed to the stairs.

"But Piper-"Leo began.

"I'm sorry, I thought there were only 3 kids in this house, now move it!" Piper commanded with an 'I'm not playing around' look.

Not wanting to see the wrath of Piper, both Leo and Paige scurried up the stairs after the boys and soon the sound of water running could be heard.

Shaking her head at her families' reaction, Piper turned her attention to Chris, "So, did you put the roast in the oven?"

Nodding his head, he replied, "Yeah, about an hour ago."

Smiling Piper gave her son's shoulder a gentle squeeze, "Thanks, sweetie." She turned around as she was about to leave to enter the kitchen when she turned around, "By the way, did Phoebe come in yet?"

Chris had his mouth open to reply when her question was already answered by the sound of the door opening.

"Hey, anyone home?" Phoebe's voice was carried throughout the house as she suddenly appeared from the entrance wearing her business suit. Spotting her nephew and sister she smiled as she asked, "So how did it go? Should I expect a happy, cocky nephew who is reeling from a win or a down and depressed nephew who is in need of his favorite aunt's comforting?"

Shaking her head Piper sniggered, "Yes, he won. Now hurry up and get changed, we're having dinner soon."

"Yay! Ohhh, where is my lil' nephew?! Ohhh, he's gonna have to tell me every detail!" Phoebe squealed as she ran up the stairs in search of Ryan.

Piper rubbed her ears that were still ringing from her sister's shrieks, "Now I see where Ryan gets his perkiness from." Chris gave his mom a weak smile as he watched her leave the room and enter the kitchen to finish preparing dinner.

As soon as his mom left, Chris's fake smile dropped. Looking around the empty foyer, Chris tried to shake off any leftover depressed feelings he had inside of him, 'Come on, the days almost over. Be happy for Ryan, be happy for Ryan,' he repeated to himself.

Instead, he let out a deep heavy sigh, 'Only a couple of hours left.... Just keep a smile up through dinner and the day will be over.' Closing his eyes for a few seconds he suppressed all of his emotions and bottled them up inside of him; opening his eyes, he put up his fake smile and joined his mom in the kitchen to help.

As everyone settled down at the table and began piling up their plates, the conversation remained a steady stream as it revolved around the match.

"So, you kicked the winning goal?" Phoebe asked for the millionth time as she continued to spoon the mashed potato onto her plate.

"Aunt Pheebs, no matter how many times you ask that question, the answer still remains the same. So can you please hand me the mashed potato before it all ends up on your plate?" Wyatt questioned his aunt annoyed as he reached over and grabbed the bowl from her hand.

"Hey, be nice to you aunt!" Leo playfully scolded his son as he accepted the bowl of potatoes from him.

"Mom, can I pick the movie for tonight?" Ryan asked as he reached for the bread.

"Sure, sweetie. Today is your day," Piper replied as she began cutting the roast.

During the whole conversation, Chris had remained silent and put up his usual blank face and flashed his fake grin every once in while, but at his mother's words his smile dropped and he had to cringe a little, 'Ouch, that hurt.'

The rest of dinner, Chris didn't feel like putting up a smile and compromised by just staring down at his plate until he heard his family start to stand up. He looked up and saw his mom start to clear the table.

"Piper, you want a hand with that?" Phoebe offered as she moved to help her sister.

"Here, I'll help too," Leo announced as he stepped forward.

Piper shook her head and swatted them away, "No, I've got it. You guys just go ahead and get snacks and blankets for the living room. I'll be there in a minute."

"Are you sure?" Paige asked as she gave her sister a look.

Piper swatted them away, "Yes! Just go into the living room and make sure Ryan and Wyatt aren't fighting over the movie."

Finally giving up, the three left the dining room and headed to the living room where they heard Ryan and Wyatt bickering.

Sighing, Piper resumed clearing the table and grabbed a few plates before leaving for the kitchen.

Standing up, Chris followed his mom's lead as he too grabbed a few plates and left for the kitchen.

Walking over to the sink where his mom had already begun washing the dishes and pans, Chris placed the plates in the soapy water and grabbed a sponge as he started to wash the dishes beside his mom.

Looking up from her work, Piper was surprised to see him, "Chris, why aren't you in the living room?"

He shrugged, "I thought you might need some help."

"That's sweet, but you don't have to," Piper insisted as she took the plate Chris was washing. She began scrubbing it as a yawn washed over her, and she failed to hide it.

"Here, let me do it. You had a long; why don't you just go into the living room with the others?" Chris persisted as he took back the plate.

As another yawn over came her, Piper tried to stifle it, "Are you sure, sweetie?"

He nodded his head with a smile as he gave his mom a gentle push towards the door, "Yeah, I can handle it. You just relax."

Nodding her head, she flashed her son a grateful smile before leaving the kitchen.

Turning back to the full sink, he resumed his scrubbing as the sound of the television could be heard in the background. After another twenty minutes of silent work, he was left with pruny fingers and a cabinet full of clean dishes.

Wiping his hands dry on the dish towel, he turned his head to the kitchen clock,

10:45 P.M

Turning around he headed out of the kitchen as he turned the lights off behind him and silently entered the living room where he leaned against the door frame. Staring unnoticed by his family, he watched them with a sad smile. Piper and Leo were cuddled on one couch and Wyatt was leaning on his Aunt Phoebe on the other. Both Paige and Ryan were lying flat on their stomachs on the floor and were propped by their elbows.

Inside of him, there was a battle between being glad to see his family so happy and blissful; and being distressed that he couldn't be a part of it.

'Wow, they look like a happy normal family...' he thought as he continued to watch them enjoy each other's company. His stomach churned and did a flip, 'yeah, because I'm not there to screw it up.'

Before anymore of his emotions could get the best of him, he quickly shook his head and took one last glance at his family before silently climbing up the stairs. Once he had entered his room, he reached into his closet and pulled out one if his white button up shirts and put it on.

Straightening up, he took in a big nervous breath and closed his eyes for a second to clear his mind. Opening them he let out his breath and rolled his shoulders to relieve some of the tension. Feeling the weight in his pocket, he looked up at the ceiling and whispered,

"I hope you're watching me right now, Aunt Prue."

With that said, he vanished in a swirl of bright lights.

When reaching the door to her apartment room, Chris was surprised to see a piece of paper attached to it with his name written on top. With a curious look, he detached the paper and unfolded it:

Meet me on the roof.....

-Bianca

Smiling at the note, he shook his head. Looking around the abandoned hallway, he made sure it was clear before orbing out to the roof.

The first thing he noticed when he reappeared was the blanket spread out on the ground with two plates and a bouquet of roses set on it. He grinned as he walked over to it; his smile was soon turned into a frown when he noticed Bianca wasn't there. His mind already panicking, he began to call out her name, "Bianca?"

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you."

Chris spun around as he heard her voice and was stunned to see her standing there with a cake in hand, the lights from the candle flickering and illuminating her face. She had a huge grin on her face when she saw his reaction but continued to sing,

"Happy birthday dear Chris, happy birthday to you."

Walking over to her now grinning boyfriend, Bianca whispered, "Make a wish."

Chris looked at her lovingly, "I don't need too. You're here with me... that's all I need." With that said, he blew out the candles and leaned over to giver her a kiss. "Thanks."

Bianca's cheeks grew red, "No problem, sweetie. Come on, sit down so we can eat." Kneeling down, she place the cake on the blanket and motioned for him to sit down too.

Once he was settled down next to her she cut the cake into two slices before putting them on two plates and giving one to him. Leaning onto his shoulder, the two silently ate as they gazed up the night's sky which was filled with gleaming stars that shined down on them.

"Gosh, I wish we could stay like this forever," Bianca whispered as she was mesmerized by the night's beauty and snuggled deeper into her boyfriend's arm.

Chris looked down at her with a small smile tugging at his lips, "Do you really mean that?"

She looked up at him with a bewildered smile, "Of course I mean that!"

Putting his plate down gently, he stood up and held a hand out to help her. She looked at him confused before taking it as she was lifted to her feet.

"Chris, what are you-"She began but was cut off.

"Let me say something," he told her as he took a deep breath, "Bianca, I love you more than anyone or anything. You've always been there for me, no matter what. When I was depressed and felt like giving up, you were there by my side giving me comfort. When I felt like I was alone in the world and abandoned, you stuck with me and showed me otherwise. No matter what, you were there for me. And now we're going to do the best thing we ever can and have a baby. I want you to know that no matter what happens, for better or worse, I'll always be there for you and the baby. I'll never stop loving you."

With that said, he reached down into his pocket and pulled out the tiny black box. Kneeling down on one knee, he opened the box revealing a dazzling diamond engagement ring. Bianca just stood there, stunned into silence.

"Bianca, will you marry me?"

Tears began to stream down her face as she nodded her head frantically, words not being able to form in her mouth. Chris smiled as he slipped the ring onto her finger and stood up; giving her a tight embrace which she instantly returned.

"I love you too, Chris... I love you too," she whispered into his ears as she continued to hold onto him and silent tears ran down her cheek.

Chris smiled as he looked over her shoulder and into the night's vast sky. One of the stars, winked back at him,

'Thanks, Aunt Prue... I owe you..'

And for that moment, everything was okay as the couple was unaware of the pain and tragedies that waited ahead of them.....