Author's Note: I promised this one would be out sooner and here it is!

Disclaimer: I own nothing….well I do own a few things riffles through purse and pulls out a piece of gum and two pennies but none of the Charmed Characters except my own creations being: Priscilla, Brennan, Petra, and Pandora. Most of the characters will probably be in the sequel instead of this installment. Please don't steal them. They like it here with me. :)

Chapter Seventeen

Chris stood shaking, the others staring at him in shock.

"Chris, what….?" Phoebe started to say but he was already stumbling away, following Priscilla's inane flight.

For the second time that day he found her sitting on the stairs. Her arms were resting on her knees, her head buried. She made no sound as he approached, only continued to rock back and forth.

He swallowed and reached out a tentative hand, "Risa?"

When she didn't move he touched her shoulder only to have her jerk away.

He winced as if struck and went to sit against the wall of the landing.

They stayed like that until their mothers came looking for them.

Phoebe sat next to Priscilla but she stood up and turned around, heading up the stairs.

Her mom trailed after, disappearing down the hallway.

Piper crouched in front of Chris, her eyes questioning.

He shook his head, eyes filling.

She gathered him into her arms and for the first time in fourteen years he cried on his mom's shoulder.

Phoebe tried to keep up with her daughter but it was certainly a challenge. Priscilla entered a bedroom at the end of the hall and finally stopped.

"Honey, are you ok?" Phoebe asked, concerned.

She turned around, her eyes bright. "Do you think I'm ok? I just found out that most of the shit Wyatt put me through was for nothing! We were all wrong! Oh god….It was Chris….."

Phoebe pulled her over to sit on the bed, "I'm so sorry baby."

"I just….I can't believe it."

"I think Chris is in a bit of shock at the moment as well."

Priscilla moaned and buried her face in her hands, "Really, really bad timing."

"What do you mean?"

"Ummmm, well…….we kind of….ummmm…..he kissed me upstairs before the other demons came."

Phoebe's eyebrows arched toward her hairline. "He kissed you?"

She blushed, her fingers once again to her lips. "Yeah."

"Well, that must have been some kiss by the looks of them. 'Bout time, too." He mother said with a twinkle in her eye.

"Mooommm!" Priscilla whined.

"Honestly, did you think I wouldn't notice the way you two look at each other? I may be your mother, but that doesn't make me stupid."

"Are you sure about that?" She asked cheekily.

A pillow smacked her in the face followed by, "Hey! I resent that remark."

"Sorry."

"Whatever. So, did you like it?"

"Mom!!"

"Well?"

Once again Priscilla found a blush creeping across her face, her hands trying to cover it. "Jeez! It's been years since I've blushed like this."

After a glare from her mother she relented, "Yeah. It was really good. But I ruined everything! He followed me up here the second time and I just couldn't bear to look at him and I kind of…flinched away when he touched me."

"Oh, Risa…"

She hung her head, "I know! It was the worse possible thing I could have done given the circumstances. Now he probably thinks I hate him."

"He'll understand, you just need to talk to him. Soon."

"I know. I just can't face him right now. I need time to process all this and…." She blushed again, "I don't think I could look at him right now without thinking about the prophecy."

Phoebe smirked evilly, "Two Charmed Children shall be joined eh?"

"God, Mom!" She was now a permanent shade of fluorescent pink.

"Sorry sweetie. I couldn't help it." Phoebe said with a chuckle. "Why don't you stay up here for a while. You know, sit by yourself and think things over. You can come downstairs when you feel ready."

Priscilla reached over and hugged her, "Thanks Mom."

"Any time. Do you need anything?"

"Actually, I am a bit hungry."

"I'll get you something."

Piper and Chris were still sitting on the landing talking when Phoebe came down the stairs.

His eyes shot up hopefully and fell when he saw his Aunt.

"Is she alright?" Piper asked in concern.

"She will be. She just needs some time to sort things through."

Chris sighed, his eyes downcast. "Can't blame her."

"Hey." Phoebe said, crouching in front of him. "She's not mad at you, ya know."

His face rose, "Are you sure?"

"Positive."

They all got up and headed downstairs.

Paige was sitting with the guys and the room was dead silent.

"So?" Leo asked.

"Everything's ok." Piper said. "Well, as ok as it can be considering the circumstances."

"I'm just going to grab some food for Risa. I'll be back."

Phoebe started out the door before stopping. "Ummm, actually I have no idea where the kitchen is."

Richard smiled, "I'll show you, I get lost in here sometimes myself."

They left everyone to discuss the resent discoveries and traipsed across the mansion until they found the kitchen.

"I'm afraid there isn't that much food. Being a bachelor means I get a lot of take-out."

"It's ok. Mind if I just raid the fridge?"

"Not at all, help yourself."

Phoebe stuck her nose inside, emerging a few minutes later with a box of leftover enchiladas and rice. "This'll do."

"Here, I'll get it." Richard took the box, dumping it on a plate he removed from the rack and stuck it in the microwave.

"So how long are you planning on staying that way?" Phoebe questioned, leaning up against the counter.

"What do you mean?" He asked in confusion.

"How long are you planning on staying a bachelor?"

He smiled slightly, ducking his eyes. "Actually, I was going to propose to Paige this weekend but I haven't exactly had the chance with all this stuff going on."

Phoebe squealed, smothering him in a giant hug. "Oh my god! Congratulations!"

"She hasn't said yes yet."

"Oh, fiddlesticks. Of course she will." She said, waving her hand dismissively. "Do you have the ring?"

"Yeah…" He fished around in his pockets for a moment before removing a black box.

Phoebe opened it to find a gold band set with three brilliant diamonds. "Oh! It's gorgeous!"

"Do you think she'll like it?" He asked tentatively. "It was my Grandmother's."

"Of course she will! You know three is her favorite number!" She said with a wink.

They parted, him putting the ring back in his pocket and going back to the others, her headed upstairs with the steaming plate of food.

When Richard reached them, Chris was sitting off by himself, not really joining in the conversation.

He sat down between Paige and Piper, accidentally bumping the latter.

Piper winced and looked down at her arm, "Oops, guess I wasn't as careful as I thought."

Blood leaked through the sleeve above her right bicep.

Leo's brows furrowed, "Here…" He healed her quickly and they sat smiling at each other.

"Could you guys get a room please?" Chris grumbled as he rolled his eyes, receiving a glare from each. "No, seriously. I need to get born."

Paige cracked up at the look on Piper and Leo's faces.

"We've got enough trouble looking after one son thank you ve….." Piper started to say until a look of panic crossed her face. "Oh, God. Wyatt!"