Disclaimer: Charmed is what I don't own, this is such a terrible woe. (Does that rhyme? We started poetry in English)

A/N: Will we see fourteen year old Rissey soon? Is this really the true evil that turns Wyatt? What IS the true evil? What has Rissey gone through with her terrible "career"? I don't know. HA HA, just kiddin' I know what's gonna happen. You don't! Thanks for the review , but I still need an opinion on how I should do a sequel and/or prequel so give me more suggestions! Oh, and on a serious note this chapter is a little dark. Rissey talks to Phoebe about what she went through being a hooker in the underworld. If you are touchy on the subject, please, do not read.

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Chris rubbed his jaw, trying to ease the pain.

"Are you okay Chris?" asked Piper.

"Fine, I guess," he said getting very annoyed by the pain.

"What did she do that for?" asked Paige.

"I guess," Chris said disappointed, "that in a certain timeline I don't suceed, and I promised Rissey, before I left, that I would make everything okay. I didn't and she hates me for it. I don't blame her. She had a rough time when everything happened. She couldn't handle another broken promise; and now she just have another reason not to trust people."

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Rissey was trying to compose herself. You have been in the underworld for four years, you can handle this. But she knew she couldn't. Seh missed her family, she missed being a witch. She wasn't strong, she needed help. She had been beaten, burnt, hit, choked, raped, and alomost killed by all kinds of demons. She knew she wouldn't be able to handle it much longer.

Phoebe smiled at her as she handed her another tissue. "How you doing?" she asked. After Rissey had stopped sobbing a few minutes eariler all she had done was wipe her eyes and stayed silent.

"Okay, I guess," she replied. Even though she wasn't. She had so many emotions bottled up inside. She wanted to spill her guts to her mother right now.

Phoebe could see the pain in Rissey's face. It was even more pain then Phoebe had felt the day she met Rissey in the ally. Phoebe put her hand on Rissey's knee. "You can talk to me about anything, you know that right?"

"Yeah, I know. But Mom, I did bad thing. You would be so ashamed of me."

"I could never be ashamed of you. I will always love you. And if something is bothering you it's best if you tell me."

Rissey looked down at her shoes. "Demons hurt me a lot," she said childishly. "They do bad things to me, and if I try to stop them it is worse," Rissey was starting to cry again despeit herself. She thought she had no more tears to shed, but she was wrong. "They choke me, and burn me, and hit me, and if they aren't satisfied with that they--," but a sob caught in her throat she had to stop.

"It's okay Rissey. You don't have to say anymore," Phoebe said in a gentle voice.

"I don't wanna do it anymore," Rissey sobbed.

A thought popped into Phoebe's head. "And you don't"

"What do you mean?" Rissey asked wiping her eyes.

"Well, eariler I had a conversation with you at twenty-five and you were doing just fine. You had moved to New York, you were getting on your feet, you were ahving a normal life. If you guys have the same past you are on the right track."

"Really?" she asked. A gleam of hope in her eyes.

"Would I lie to you?"

Rissey thought for a moment. "Well Santa wasn't exactly the truth."

Phoebe smiled. Now that the tension was low she felt more comfortable.

"I guess I should talk to Chris," said Rissey. The guilt of punching Chris just sinking in.

"I'll send him in," said Phoebe as she stood up.

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Chris was nervous. Phoebe talked to Rissey for about twenty minutes and then came out of her room staying Rissey wanted to speak to him. She had already punched him in the face. Who knows what she wanted to do now. Don't be silly, he thought, Phoebe wouldn't let me talk to her unless she thought Rissey was sane.

Chris sat on the bed across from Rissey. She eyed his every move. He didn't know if this was good or bad, so he just tried to stay calm and not act differently from any other time.

Rissey was ready to tell her cousins her pain. He may not be the exact Chris who did this, but he was the same Chris who made that promise to her, and someone had to take the blame. "Why did you make a promise you knew you couldn't keep?" she asked.

Chris sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "I thought I could make everything better."

"Yeah, that's what Uncle Leo said, and look what happened to him."

"Listen, I know I made a mistake never coming back, but that was a different me, a different timline. I will change it."

"But you cannot tell me that the thought of what my Chris did has never crossed your mind."

"Of course it has."

"You fix it when it comes, you don't go look for it like you should. And then you start a new life in the past while I suffer! I was hurt so much, and you didn't care, you were having a grand ol' time in peace with the family when they were at there happiest! I didn't think you would ever, ever do that to me."

Chris teared up. "I'm sorry, I don't know why it happened."

"You should have known that I was still there. You know he wasn't gonna kill me immediately because he thought my demon side would take over and I would work for him, but you should have known that I would never do that, and yet you left me to die. Alone, afraid, and scared with no one else in the world."

Chris was close to sobbing now. "Can you ever forgive me?" he asked through the tears.

"I don't know, Chris. You hurt me sooo much. I have to think about it."

Chris wiped his eyes. "I'm sorry."

"I know, but that dosen't take back what you did to me."

"I wish I could take it back."

"I know."

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A/N:Poor Chris. I just relized there is a lot of crying in this story. Anyway Rissey will be fourteen again soon(Ignore I said a week for the dart to wear off. I can't spread it that far) and the story will sonn come to an end, but I still need ideas for a sequel and/or prequel like I said before. So PLEASE give me your opinions. They really mean a lot to me and I try to take them into account. LOVE YA!