A/N: Just as a reminder, I don't own Charmed, or any of the characters that you recognize from the show. As if you didn't already know that. Thanks again to Nina430 and to Paige Halliwell-Mathews for their reviews. It's good to know people are actually enjoying the story. Anyways, here's the next chapter…please read, review, and most of all enjoy!

Chapter 5

"People drive me CRAZY!" Rain yelled as she burst into her room, slamming the door behind her. She smiled and rolled her eyes when she saw Chris sitting on the futon. "Ok, 1-Where's my roommate? and 2-Do you ever leave?"

"I leave when I sleep. And when I shower. What's making you so unhappy tonight? I think this is the first time in the month that I've known you that you haven't been all happy and cheerful."

"My friends are being all depressive and having a big pity party for themselves. If I have to hear one more time about how their grades suck, or that they're never going to get an internship, or into Grad school, I think I might vomit."

"Does this happen often?"

"All the time. One of my friends, Lena, is ok. She's like me: worry about it when the time comes. The rest of them act like they have the most horrible lives ever and that they're wasting their time here because they suck at everything and there's nothing special about them. And this is all in the first five minutes of conversation."

Chris pinched his lips together, trying to hold back laughter as Rain ranted, throwing her hands around as she talked, as if trying to make a point.

"So don't hang out with them tonight."

Rain gave Chris a withering look. "Why do you think I came to my room?"

He shot her just as evil of a look, and then smiled. "I was going to say, before I was so rudely interrupted: Don't hang out with them tonight, hang out with me."

Rain turned around from where she had been fixing the covers on her bed and looked at him. "I thought you were hanging out with Wyatt tonight."

"I think he'll survive. C'mon. We can go see a movie or something."

"There's nothing good playing right now."

"Actually you're right, there really isn't. Fine, we'll go to Blockbuster and rent a movie. We can stop by Taco Bell too. Dinner and a movie." Chris smiled at her, watching her contemplate his offer.

"All right. Let's go. I have to stop downstairs in Lena's room for a minute though, I left my cell phone down there."

"Why don't you go do that while I put my shoes on and see if I can find my brother."

"OK, I'll meet you outside."

Chris smiled as she walked out the door, and sat in a chair waiting for his brother.

Chris walked into Wyatt's room a few minutes later to see what looked like him sitting in a char. "Wyatt, why are you glamoured to look like me?" Chris asked his brother suspiciously, causing Wyatt to laugh and turn back into himself.

"I, or you actually, just made plans with Rain to go pick up Taco Bell and a movie to take back to your place."

"You didn't," Chris hissed at his brother. "Please tell me that you did not glamour into me and then ask your roommate out for me. As if I don't have enough of an inferiority complex, you have to go and ask out a girl for me because I'd never be able to ask her out myself."

"I would be lying. Now stop wasting time. She's waiting for you outside. Besides, that whole 'inferiority complex' of yours is totally uncalled for. We just have different talents. I'm good with the ladies; you're good with pretty much everything else. We're even. " Wyatt smirked at his brother.

"Why were you looking like me to begin with? I mean…" Chris flipped his hair and raised his chin, "…I know your jealous of my good looks, but it's a little sad to turn yourself into me."

"I saw her coming up the outside stairs, and decided that I was tired of waiting for you to make a move, so I made it for you.'

"That is extremely obnoxious. I want you to know that."

"I know, and you can be mad at me later, but she's having a not-so-good night and doesn't deserved to be punished by my evilness."

Chris's defiance quickly turned to concern as he asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Wyatt quickly filled his brother in on the conversation he'd had with Rain, and then pushed his brother out the door. "Go have fun, and make sure if you bring her back you call first or something, Kali's coming over."

Chris ran down the stairs at the same time Rain come out of the house that was adjoined to the one her and Wyatt lived in.

"Are you ready?" he asked, smiling.

"Let's get the hell out of here."

Rain and Chris jumped into his car and sped off campus to go and pick up their food and movies, then went to Chris's apartment.

"So, what do you want to watch first? Without a Paddle or The Lost Boys?" Chris asked Rain as she plopped herself down on the futon in Chris's living room, which was the only piece of furniture aside from a low table and an armchair, which was covered with papers.

"The Lost Boys," she replied decisively. "You're apartment is freaking cold, by the way."

"I know, I like it that way when I sleep," he said, tossing her a blanket that had been on the back of the armchair.

"No way. I love to sleep in cold rooms. My mom always yelled at me when I was younger because in the winter time I'd close the door to my room and then put my box fan in the open window so that it'd blow the cold air in."

"I know, I hate getting hot when I sleep."

"Me too, but at the same time I have to have covers around me, so the only logical solution: cold room plus warm covers equals good sleeping."

"I couldn't agree with you more. You know, besides Wyatt, I've never met anyone who likes it cold when they sleep."

"I think we're a rare bunch."

Chris used the remote to guide through the DVD menu and start the movie. They then sorted out the food in the bag and began to eat as they enjoyed the film.

A/N: The Lost Boys is an awesome vampire movie that was probably made sometime in the 80's or early 90's, and I would recommend seeing it if you haven't.

About an hour later Chris heard the familiar jingles that signified someone in his family was yelling for him. He closed his eyes and listened as he heard Phyara and Samantha yelling his name. He looked down to see Rain, who about 15 minutes ago had fallen asleep, and about five minutes after that had decided his shoulder would make an excellent pillow, and couldn't decide if he wanted to smile or frown. He stood up slowly, lowering her head down on to the pillow which he had telekinetically brought from the same corner he had gotten he blanket from. Hoping she wouldn't wake up before he got back he walked to his bedroom, shut the door, and orbed to his cousins.

He materialized in front of Samantha with the perfect timing of getting hit in the abdomen by the athame that had been headed for the small child. Groaning at the sudden pain, he waved his hand and orbed the little girl away before pulling the blade from his gut.

He looked up to himself circled by a small circle of demons, and then spared a glance at Phyara to see that she had her own personal circle of demons, and they had her cornered with her back to a mausoleum.

Turning his attention back to his own plethora of demons, Chris held up his hands and flicked his wrists, throwing the demons away from him while he began to silently yell into his brother's mind, "Stop screwing your girlfriend and get your ass to me NOW!"

He waved his hands again, scattering some of the demons around his cousin.

Not that she needed his help. Phyara may not have been as powerful as her older cousins, but she had been training with them for years and had gained quite a lot of control over her powers. It had actually become family tradition for the boys, who had both packed quite a bit of firepower from a young age, to train their younger cousins. The adults had decided that it benefited everyone, the children learned to control their new powers, Chris and Wyatt gained even more control and understanding of theirs, and all of the cousins had bonding time that allowed them to better understand their strengths and weaknesses. The Charmed Ones knew they weren't going to be around forever, and hoped that the more they practiced together, the better they would be at battling together.

Phyara shot her cousin an evil look, which caused him to laugh, before lighting up a fireball in each hand and throwing them at two of the demons, easily vanquishing them. She then jumped to the side as one of the demons shot acid from his hand at her. She held out her hand again, in attempt to hurl a fireball at this demon as well, but instead found herself shooting the same acid that the demon had just launched back at him.

"Sweet," she yelled, ducking an energy ball that was hurled at her. "Chris, you're never going to believe what I just did!"

"Kinda busy," was his reply as he tried to maintain focus. It was getting rather difficult though, as he felt his life draining from him out the wound in his stomach. He took the time to mentally note to himself to beat the hell out of Wyatt, before he began yelling for Paige. He needed to be healed soon.

Putting his pain aside he turned to face the four remaining demons. They were all of the same breed. The girls had managed to enrage a whole clan of some sort of nasty, acid shooting demons. He laughed at his family's ability to instigate fights amongst the most unsavory bunches. He raised his hand to deflect the acid that was shot at him, but much to his dismay the blue shield didn't appear and he felt the acid burn into his flesh, at the same time hearing his cousins cry of agony.

Phyara had been doing well at dodging attacks, but she knew her luck wouldn't last forever, and she cried out when she received a blast of acid directly into her face, blinding her.

"Orb out!" she heard her cousin yell to her, and managed to reply, "Can't….anti-orbing potion," before falling to the ground in pain. Enraged Chris began sensing for his other family members, wondering why they weren't coming, when he realized that they were under attack well. He only hoped that he hadn't orbed Samantha from one battle into another.

Focusing back on the task at hand, Chris felt himself growing angry, and tried to remind himself to breath. He held up his hand at the middle demon and slowly clenched his fist, watching with satisfaction as the demon began to clutch his chest. (A/N: Like in Vahalley of the Dolls when he killed the warrior girl for her amulet.) Chris looked at the demons flanking the one he was slowly squeezing the life out of, and they burst into flames.

As he did this, the three demons that had been attacking Phyara began making their way over to him. He looked at them as he had the others and felt the anger surge over him as he sent an inferno of heat, melting the flesh off of all their bones, vanquishing them quickly.

He ran over to his cousin and held his hand over her face, healing her from the acid burn she received. He felt his own life fleeing from his body, and at the same time he felt the anger taking over. He knew if he didn't get control soon he'd go completely berserk, it had happened before and wasn't pretty, but the pain in his stomach and hand wouldn't allow him to concentrate on gaining control; instead they pissed him off even more. He grabbed Phyara's hand and orbed them to Paige's house, where he could sense the rest of the family.

He landed ungracefully on the floor in the middle of Paige's house, and managed to look around him and see his family, who had just finished facing demons of their own. He couldn't even feel the pain any more, all he could feel was rage; all he wanted to do was destroy. He heard the words of the curse the sorceress had place on him in his head and laughed bitterly to himself.

"Anger shall in your heart lie,

Every time you let the fire inside you fly.

Anger will control in you whole,

Until you learn to embrace it,

Heart, mind, and soul.

He felt the warm glow on both his abdomen and hand, and felt his brother and father healing him simultaneously. He stood and had enough time to send a message to his brother before the rage engulfed him.

"Knock me out. Quickly!"

Wyatt heard the message from his brother and was confused, at least until he looked into his brother's eyes and saw them glowing red.

Chris slowly raised his hands, causing the curtains to catch on fire.

"Chris, stop it. You can control this!" Phoebe yelled at her nephew.

"But why?" Chris responded snidely. "It's better this way." He shot a string of fire at his Aunt, who flew into the air to avoid it.

The furniture in the room erupted into flames as Chris turned to walk out the front door. He only got two steps before a lamp nailed him in the back of the head, knocking him unconscious.

Patricia quickly put out the flames with her Hydrokinesis, and Paige muttered her favorite spell for cleaning up destroyed households.

Wyatt walked over to his brother and healed the gash he had just created on Chris's head. Chris sat up with a bolt, quickly sucking in air.

"You with us, bro?" Wyatt asked carefully, ready to hit him again if he had to.

"Yeah, I'm good. What happened?"

"You went all psycho fire starter on us again."

"Did I hurt anyone?"

"You almost toasted Aunt Phoebe, but she got out of the way."

Chris smiled sheepishly at his Aunt before something dawned on him. "Samantha!" he called out in panic, and then sighed when Leo orbed in with the little girl.

"Why did you orb her on top of the bridge?" he asked his son.

"I didn't really have time to concentrate. I just sent her somewhere safe. I figured she'd orb away if she was in trouble."

"She got hit with an anti-orbing potion, too," Phyara informed her cousin, helping him to his feet.

"Figures," Chris shook his head. "Look, I'd love to stay and chat, but there's a girl sleeping on my futon and I have a feeling she'd be really confused if she woke up and I wasn't there."

Piper arched her eyebrows at her younger son, but decided not to ask. The family had quite an eventful past 20 minutes, and none of them needed to be grilled right now. Giving a wave good-bye Chris orbed back to his apartment.

Chris's apartment right after he left.

Rain screamed as she was woken up by being abruptly thrown off the futon. She looked up to see six demons looking down at her and then rolled quickly out of the way as two of them shot acid at her from there hands.

She stood and looked at them defiantly. "Why are you attacking me? Do you really think you can win?" she asked confidently.

"I don't know who you are or what kind of powers you think you have, but we are not here for you. Tell us where the son of the eldest Charmed One is and we will make your death quick."

"Son of a Charmed One…Chris is…oh, that explains so much," she said seemingly going off into her own world. She'd always felt something special about Wyatt, and had gotten the same feeling around his family as well. She had sensed something was not normal about them, but there were lots of witches in the world, so she didn't think much about. Most preferred ambiguity, and she had assumed the Halliwells were the same.

Acid flying at her face brought Rain back to reality as she waved her hand, causing it to disappear.

"How did you do that?" the demon who threw it sneered at her.

"I can do pretty much whatever I want, not that you'll live long to think about," she said absent mindedly, flicking her wrist causing demon to explode. The rest of his troop began throwing streams of acid at her.

Rain threw her arms out in front of her, causing a gust of wind to send the acid back at the demons, and unfortunately all over the room, vanquishing the demons and Chris's furniture.

She closed and her eyes and spoke the words she often used when demon attacks left places in shambles.

"Powers of the Earth and Skies,

In this hour I bid you rise.

Clean I wish this place to be,

And as I will it, so Mote It Be.

The room that was previously in disarray immediately reorganized itself, and Rain plopped back on the futon, pulling the covers around herself. She still couldn't believe that she hadn't sensed how powerful the Halliwells were. Though, looking back she realized she had, and had for some reason dismissed it.

She closed her eyes and slowed her breathing as she pictured herself sitting beside a giant pool of crystal blue water that was being fed by a gorgeous waterfall. As she cleared her mind and focused only on the sounds of the nature she felt around her, she heard Her voice in her head.

"I'm surprised it took you this long to figure it out," the Lady told her as she rose from the water and came to sit beside Rain. She had no face, or any features at all for that matter, and Rain knew that this was because she was not truly a woman, or human for that matter. She only took this form because it was the form that Rain had been most comfortable with as a child.

"I'm surprised as well."

"Don't worry too much. I was blocking most of their magick from you."

"Why? What does it matter?"

"I've always told you that your going to do great things for me, and you have. And you're going to continue to do so. I need you to guide the Halliwells. Their line has been blessed with magick from before the witch trials, but I'm afraid that over the centuries, the true force behind their power has been lost. A new evil is arising, and they are going to need to remember the old ways: you're going to have to teach them."

"Why didn't you tell me to begin with?"

"I wanted you to meet them on your own, and get to know them and enjoy them. You're young, and so are many of them. It would have been awkward for all of you if you'd jus shown up on their doorstep one day and told them you were going to teach them to appreciate magick. Trust me, I'm nature: I'm everything around you, and most of all I'm right."

"After all these years it still makes me laugh that Mother Nature has a sense of humor."

"Keep living as you are. Don't let this information effect you relationships with them."

"I thought you said I was supposed to guide them."

"When the time comes to reveal yourself, you'll know. Besides, you already are guiding them. Do you not think that your living with Wyatt hasn't already worked to influence him? You must go now. Chris will be back soon. Blessed Be."

"Blessed Be," Rain responded as she drew her mind back into her body in time to hear the front door open.

She kept her eyes closed though, pretending to be asleep as she heard Chris go into the bathroom that was in his bedroom and turn on the shower. She looked at the TV and saw that the movie still had a good 25 minutes left, and decided to watch the end. She fell asleep not even five minutes later.

Chris walked from his bedroom to his laundry room and, after running the towel over his shaggy brown hair one more time, threw the towel into the pile of dirty clothes already there. He then returned to the couch to see Rain sleeping peacefully just as he'd left her.

Believing he wouldn't be able to sleep for quite some time he put in the other movie that they had rented and returned to his previous place on the futon.

Rain awoke to see the last scene of Without A Paddle, and then watched as the credits began to roll across the screen. She began to stretch her arms over her head when she realized that there was something under her pillow. She looked up to see Chris's face looking down at her, and then sat up quickly as she realized she had been lying in his lap.

"I'm sorry," she told him, readjusting the covers around her. "You could have woken me up and told me to move."

Chris tried to suppress his laughter when he realized she honestly thought that any straight, single guy in the world minded when a girl fell asleep his lap.

"It's really ok," he assured her. "Besides, you just looked so peaceful sleeping for the past like three hours," he teased her.

"Yeah, sorry about that, too. I had 3 tests, two papers, and a lab report due this week, so I guess you could say that sleep hasn't been a priority for quite some time."

"Trust me, I understand. I help my mom run her restaurant/night club, so I know what it's like. Maybe we can try again tomorrow?" he suggested quietly.

"Sounds good. What'd you have in mind?"

"Well, as I said that I realized that I have to work tomorrow, but I don't have to actually cook, I just have to be there in case anything goes wrong. I should have plenty of free time if you wanted to come and have dinner with me, and then maybe go downstairs and chill in the alcoves for a while."

"The alcoves?"

"It's basically a VIP area for my family. Nice couches instead of tables, good view, etc."

"Sounds fun. I didn't know you cooked there."

"Originally I was supposed to manage the second floor restaurant and help with the club, but we recently fired our head chef, so I just took his job for the most part. I arrange all the menus, choose the recipes, and check the food. Well, since I haven't been sleeping for the past three hours, I'm tired and am going to go to sleep," he announced standing up. "Since, as I'm sure you probably already knew, Kali is with Wyatt at your place do you just want to stay here tonight and I'll drop you off in the morning?"

Rain responded by laying back down on the futon and pulling the covers around herself. "Goodnight Chris."

"Night," he replied, turning off the TV and lights as he made his way into his room.