Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews guys I'm glad it wasn't anticlimactic. I love it when I make Chris go out for coffee. There's always drama. I still don't own them but I'm still playing with them.

Chapter 11

"Okay Miranda. I'll be there, is it okay if I bring Chris?" Lizzie said shifting hands with the green cordless phone.

"Yeah sure, I don't think Gordo will be okay with it though. He's pretty jealous." Miranda said over the line.

"Well, he's gonna have to get over it. I really like Chris and I refuse to let my friendship with Gordo fall apart because I like Chris those two are gonna get along if it kills them!"

Miranda laughed, "Well, I'll see you guys in a few."

"Okay bye." Lizzie hung up just as Chris orbed into her room.

"Hey," Lizzie said.

"I don't get a kiss?" Chris asked.

Lizzie got off her bed and went over to him and kissed him.

"That puts a new spin on ask and you shall receive." Chris said.

Lizzie smirked, "What a lovely way to apply the teachings of Christ."

Chris rolled his eyes, "Whatever."

"So what are we gonna do today?" Lizzie asked.

"I'm gonna teach you the Wiccan Rede,"

"Can we go meet Gordo and Miranda for coffee first?"

"What the hell? We're going to be spending the day all alone kooked up in the attic." Chris said.

"On second thought maybe we should skip the coffee and go straight to the attic," Lizzie said putting her arm around Chris' waist.

"We can go for coffee. I gave the sisters strict orders not to disturb us while we're making out–I mean working on your magic." Chris said.

"Making out and magic my two new favorite things." Lizzie said.

"Really?"

"Uh huh."

"A girl who's into magic that's another turn on,"

"Well, we'll see how nice you are to my friends and maybe I might get turned on."

"Okay, okay I'll be good," Chris said.

"That's all I needed to know," Lizzie said.

"So are we going to that funky computer café you like to go to?"

""Kay it's really creepy that you followed me for a week, and know more about me than I probably would like you to know at the moment. But yeah that's where we're going."

"We'll let's vamoose." Chris said orbing them away, before she could stop him.

"Babe, we've gotta keep the magical transportation to a minimum. I don't want those guys to get wise, about magic being real and all that good stuff." Lizzie said.

"Okay, sorry if I wanna get this over with so I can spend time alone with you." Chris gave her an adorable pout.

"I'm sorry I bitched at you," Lizzie said, walking into the Digital Bean.

"You can make it up to me later."

"Really, I hope so," Lizzie said.

"Yep, you can make it up to me by going down–"

"Don't you think it's a bit early in our relationship to take a trip downtown," Lizzie said.

"First off I gotta say you have the dirtiest mind, don't get me wrong I like that. But that is so not what I was implying. I wanted you go help me move some stuff around down the basement." Chris said.

"Oh." Lizzie blushed.

"I hate going down there alone."

"I could make so much fun of you right now," Lizzie said.

"But you won't, because I have a deep dark painful secret that you won't get out of me unless you treat me nice. You gotta give me kisses and hold my hand and bake me cookies, and–"

"I get it coercion isn't the key."

"Nope. I don't see them here."

"Miranda went to pick up Gordo she borrowed her mom's jeep." Lizzie informed him.

"Oh. My mom never let me borrow her jeep, I did steal it once. And I left it parked in the street and it got side swiped, you wouldn't believe how long it too me to pay off the damages from one red, Volkswagen Beetle." Chris said.

Lizzie laughed, "I take it your mother is very strict."

"She's a ball buster but if she hadn't been I wouldn't be the man I am today. Actually don't think I would have made it out of grade school if she hadn't been tough on me." Chris said.

"My parents can be pretty tough too; you never talk about your dad much what about him?" Lizzie asked talking a seat in a booth.

Chris got this kind of far away look. And Lizzie realized his dad must have been a sore subject with him.

"I wouldn't know he wasn't around much."

"Oh yeah, your dad was a Whitelighter wasn't he?" Lizzie asked.

"Yeah," Chris said.

Lizzie started to consider what a relationship between a Whitelighter and a witch could do to their children. Then she wondered if a dead guy could knock someone up.

"How does that work anyway?" Lizzie asked.

"How does what work? My parents' marriage? Not to well."

"No, how does a Whitelighter get somebody pregnant? I didn't think someone who was for all intents and purposes dead, could knock somebody up." Lizzie said.

"Well, I could show you." Chris said kissing her on the neck.

"Chris…"

Chris didn't stop he continued to kiss her on the neck and making her squirm with delight while his hand slid up her thigh. Lizzie could only sigh, her eyes falling closed as she made no move to stop him.

"What did I tell you Miranda? It fucking figures that he'd be all over her when we got here. See I knew it. I knew it." Gordo said loudly.

Lizzie's eyes snapped open and she looked up at smirking Miranda and angry Gordo.

Chris stopped kissing her neck and pulled his hand away, "What's up guys." He said genially.

Lizzie was suddenly at a loss. She wanted Chris' hands on her his mouth on her, she didn't want small talk and coffee with Miranda and Gordo as much as she loved the two of them.

Gordo rolled his eyes and slid into the booth on Lizzie's other side.

"Oh nothing," Miranda said sliding in next to Chris. Lizzie knew that getting coffee would be interesting to say the least.

Chris couldn't help but smile when he saw the way Lizzie's little friend Gordo had reacted to what they were doing.

But he promised Lizzie he would be nice and he was going to. He didn't want to fuck up the on his first official day as her boyfriend.

"So, what are you guys gonna do later on today?" Miranda asked.

"I don't know. I guess we're going go back to my sisters' place and hang out." Chris said.

"Cool, cool." Miranda said.

"What are you two going to do?" Lizzie asked.

"Go try to get tickets to see Fifty, when he comes to LA." Gordo said.

"That show is going to be sold out within twenty minutes. Do you guys like Gavin DeGraw?" Chris asked.

"Why?" Gordo asked suspiciously.

"I can get you in to see him play," Chris told him.

"Oh," Gordo said.

"We love Gavin." Miranda cooed.

"Is he playing P3?" Lizzie asked.

Chris nodded, "In two weeks."

"Awesome." Gordo said.

"Where is P3?" Miranda asked.

"Well, it's my sister's bar, it's in the city." Chris told her.

"Oh cool. We got really great fake ID's," Miranda grinned evilly.

"Yeah I know." Chris said dryly shooting a glance at his girlfriend who shrugged and tried to snuggle close to him.

"So how long have you two known each other?" Gordo asked.

"Three days." Both Lizzie and Chris responded and then they gave each other a look.

"That's a little too soon to be jumping into a relationship." Gordo said.

"Gordo don't start with me." Lizzie growled.

"Fine, whatever; you'll be coming to me begging me to pick up the pieces. And you know what? I just might not be there." Gordo said getting up from the booth.

"Gordo! What in the fuck is wrong with you?" Lizzie demanded.

Chris' jaw clenched, Gordo was expecting him to break Lizzie's heart. And the really bad part was that Chris knew that Gordo was probably right.

"What the fuck is wrong with me? What in the fuck is wrong with you? You can't even see what's right in front of you, I love you Lizzie I always have. And I can't do this." Gordo said.

"Do what Gordo?" Lizzie asked all the anger gone from her voice.

Chris knew she was close to tears.

"Be your friend. It's too hard. When I know that I could be so good for you. I can't just stand by your side and watch as another pretty boy breaks your heart and leaves you. I can't do it Lizzie I just can't." Gordo said and he left the table.

"So…" Miranda drawled, "Anyone want cappuccinos?"

Lizzie got out of the booth and went toward the back.

"No?" Miranda said.

"I guess not, I'm gonna go talk to her," Chris said.

"No, you talk to Gordo. This is the part in the horrible eighties comedy where the cool guy convinces the girl's geeky guy friend that he's right for her." Miranda said.

"What if I piss him off more and he never talks to her? What am I gonna do then?" Chris asked.

"See that's proof that you care about her right there. Go talk him down before he does something stupid." Miranda said.

"Okay," Chris said getting up and going outside.

He spotted Gordo kicking a can down the sidewalk.

"Hey Gordo." Chris called.

"You." Gordo said.

"I'm Chris." Chris told him.

"It's not very nice to meet you." Gordo said.

"You really hurt her feelings," Chris said.

"So you're out here to threaten me right?"

"No, I'm out her to let you know that I have no intention of hurting her."

Gordo finally met his eyes.

"Nobody ever intends to hurt anybody and they still get hurt,"

"But still, I really like Lizzie. And I think that I could–"

"She's not gonna go all the way with you she's not that kind of girl." Gordo told him.

"Okay that wasn't what I was going to say, does anyone I know let me finish a damn sentence ever? Anyway, as I was saying. I think I could fall for her. She's the sweetest most considerate girl I've ever met. And I like her." Chris said.

"If you break her heart I'm gonna fuck you up." Gordo said.

Gordo was barely 5'9 and he was hardly intimidating with his lanky frame and curly hair. But for some reason Chris believed him.

Gordo continued down the street.

"Tell her I'm sorry okay, and I'll call her tomorrow." Gordo called over his shoulder.

"Okay."

Chris went back inside to find Miranda and Lizzie and three coffees.

"Where's Gordo?" Miranda asked.

"He said he was sorry and that he'd call you two," Chris said.

"He's being an ass," Lizzie said.

"He's hurt Lizzie and he has a right to be. He's in love with you," Chris told her.

"I know, I've told Gordo that we're better off as friends." Lizzie said.

"He's not her type," Miranda told Chris.

Lizzie rolled her eyes, "That is besides the point. We've been friends forever, I couldn't go there with Gordo."

"Me either." Miranda said.

"But you would," Lizzie laughed.

"Only if I was lonely, drunk, and horny."

"What that's like every weekend now since you've got your ID?" Lizzie asked.

"Shut up!" Miranda shrieked giggling.

"Okay, I'm gonna see if my dad will let me take the Excursion to the Gavin show at P3." Lizzie said.

"That'll be cool. Do you think he'll do it?"

"Most likely, Chris will be with me and he knows Piper and her sisters are gonna be there." Lizzie said.

"You're dad approved Chris?"

"Not exactly,"

Chris zoned out as the two girls talked about him like he wasn't even there.

He couldn't stop staring at the tight black tee shirt and the tiny denim skirt Lizzie was wearing.

"Okay we need to go, I'll talk to you later Miranda okay." Lizzie said.

Chris snapped out of his self induced trance.

"Bye guys."

"Bye Miranda." Chris and Lizzie said.

Chris and Lizzie made their way to the bathroom in the back, they chose the Women's restroom to orb from because there were three truckers in the Men's room. There was one old lady washing her hands when Chris and Lizzie both walked in and went into a stall together.

She gave them a curious look and then she went back drying her hands. Chris smirked and orbed away with Lizzie, he wished he could see the look on the lady's face when they didn't come out of the stall.

They found Paige lounging on the couch, Piper was cooking, and Phoebe was upstairs with Jason.

"What are you two doing here?" Piper demanded.

"Jeez I can't even drop by and see you girls?" Chris asked.

"I meant on a perfectly good Saturday afternoon." Piper said.

"I wanted to discuss with Lizzie the ramifications of the natural catastrophes of being a witch." Chris said.

"What?" Lizzie asked.

"Well, lock the door." Piper said.

"Why?"

"Jason is here and Phoebe hasn't told him the secret."

"Oh okay whatever, they're holed up in Phoebe;s room anyway why didn't they go to his place?" Chris asked.

"I don't know, but I certainly hope a demon doesn't attack," Piper said.

"Phoebe's cover will be blown I know I know."

"No, I've got a playmate coming over for Wyatt." Piper said smiling.

"Where's Paige?" Chris asked.

"On the couch developing a case of remote control thumb." Piper said.

"Well, I guess it's time to get to work." Chris said.

"I'm glad you took my advice to heart," Piper said looking at how Chris' arm was around Lizzie's waist.

"Me too," Chris said turning and leading Lizzie out of the kitchen.

"Oh don't have sex in the attic it's a sacred place." Piper said.

Chris winced, he really hadn't expected that.

"We won't," Lizzie said in a sing song voice.

"When you say it like that it sounds like you will." Piper called after them.

Five minutes later, Lizzie was sitting on the couch in the attic listening to Chris talk endlessly about magic. She had zoned out somewhere around the time he was talking about personal gain.

"Chris." She whined.

"Lizzie," he said in the same whiny tone.

"Come here." She said.

"What are you gonna do?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"Come here and you'll see."

"Alright," Chris said sitting down next to Lizzie.

She grinned evilly. Then before he could react she straddled his lap and started kissing him.

"Chris have you seen my–oh whoa sorry for interrupting." Paige said.

Lizzie broke off the kiss and moved off of Chris's lap.

"What now?" Chris asked.

"My day planner, I left it up here earlier today." Paige said.

"No." Chris said.

"Okay, go back to whatever you two were doing."

"Don't mind if I do." Chris said pulling Lizzie close and kissing her again.

"Mmmm…don't we have work to do," Lizzie asked.

"Work can wait." Chris told her.

She certainly liked the sound of that.