speech - "chrishalliwell"
thoughts - chrishalliwell
GOODBYE- chapter 2
chapter 2 is up. Ok... not much to say, but o well. ENJOY!
Chris Perry Halliwell was NOT having a good night. His mom was staying at the hospital along with one of her sister's, Phoebe, while he lie in bed, in utter pain. He could feel the fever begin to set in as his gradually growing injury stung through his soul. "What did that demon-girl do to me?" he asked to air around him, which offered no answer. turning on his side, Chris fell into a coughing fit.
He tried to stop the hacking, but before he could control it, Paige was at his door. "Chris are you--?" she turned the doornob.
"I'm fine!" Paige entered anyway.
"Are you feeling ok?" she sat on the edge of his bed. The coughing had ceased but Chris was having trouble breathing. Paige started rubbing his back, 'I guess there's no fooling her,' A moment of deep breathes and humiliation, on Chris' part that is, passed before either spoke again.
"Do you want me to call Leo?" Paige asked softly.
"N-no! It's just a cold, It'll pass," he tried, wanting her to leave so he could check the wound again.
She stood, "If you don't feel better in the morning, I'm telling Leo. Ok?" Chris couldn't see Paige's face but he could hear the reluctantcy in her voice. Chris sighed when the click from his, now closed door, sounded. Sitting up, he saw the clock at his bedside, it read 2:48 am. He groaned, 'There's no way I'm gonna get up in the morning!' he then remembered the burning pain in his side. He changed his dressings before falling back onto the bed and finally falling asleep.
5 hours later (7:45)
Chris walked off the last step of the staircase. He stopped there, afraid to let go of the staircase postkeeping him balanced. "Hey Chris. Feeling better this morning?" Paige asked as ahe entered from the kitchen. Setting the table with 5 plates and Wyatt's high chair.
"Yeah," he lied, carefully releasing his deathgrip. "Is Mom coming home already?"
"Yep. Phoebe called a little bit ago, so I'm getting breakfast ready." Chris sat in his seat near the head of the table. "Will you help me set the table? They'll be here any minute and I want it to be perfect!" Chris gave her a strange look. "What?! It's not everyday you fix your baby nephew's breakfast," She walked back into the kitchen.
Chris threw his hands up in the air, "Yes you do!" he followed her into the next room to help anyway.
"You know what I mean Chris," she walked past him with a large bowl of fruit. The two of them went back and forth from the kitchen to the dining room many times till the table was filled to the rim with food. "Perfect," Paige stated to hirself when she set the last dish on the table.
The front door then swung open, "Good Morning!" Phoebe sang out as she entered followed by Leo, carring all the luggage, and after him came Piper with the little bundle in her arms personally known as Baby Chris.
"Phoebe, quiet! I just got Chris to sleep," Piper scolded quietly.
"Oh, sorry!" Phoebe apologized covering her smile with her hands. Piper sighed in disgust.
Leo approached Paige saying, "Thanks for making breakfast, Paige. It was a big help," (Oh My God, Leo FINALLY SPOKE). He was smiling again.
"Oh, no problem!"
Everyone sat around the table. When than, Wyatt orbed into the room, "Mommy!" He cried running to hug his mother by the leg.
Piper hugged him one-handed and kissed the crown of his head, "Did you miss Mommy, Wyatt?" He nodded into her calf, refusing to let go. "I missed you too, honey. Are you hungery?" He nodded again, "Then let's eat, ok?" He finally let go. Leo picked him up, setting him in his high chair between Piper and himself.
Wyatt was given his 'big kid' food and everyone began to esentially, dig in. But Chris' breakfast was cut short due to the sudden jolt of pain in his lower abnomend. "Uh... Excuse me." Chris stood before anyone could object. He climbed the stairs trying to ignore the pain as he did. Paige got Leo's attention and 'invited' him into the kitchen.
"Whats the problem?" Leo asked, now in elder mode.
"It's Chris. I think somethings wrong with him."
"Chris? But he was just checked out by the doctor before we left how--" he panicked over his young new son.
"No! Not Baby Chris. Chris!" She emphizied the name.
"Oh," He calmed but then what she'd said clicked, "Wait, something's wrong with Chris?!"
Paige sighed, "You need to clean out your ears. Yes, Chris seemed sick last night."
"Why didn't you call me? Wait, I already know the answer. Chris wouldn't let you, would he?" She nodded, he sighed, "I'll go check on him." With that, Leo disappeared in an aray of blue, heavenly light up to Chris' room. "Chris?" He didn't see him on the bed, or anywhere else in the room for that matter. "Chris!?" Leo walked out of the bedroom into the hallway to see the bathroom door ajar. He went to push it open when he heard heaving from inside. "Chris?" the door opened.
In front of him was his son, worn and pale, leaning against the door frame weakly. "What is it, Leo?" Chris asked, afaid Leo heard him.
Leo took one look at the boy and was instantly worried. "Chris, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Are you hurt?" Chris' eyes widened, He did hear me! he backed away slowly, uneasy by his father's panic. "Chris," he grabbed him by the shoulder and rested his hand on Chris' head, "You have a fever! What happened to you?!" Chris wrenched out of his dad's grip, Oh no. Not again! He rushed to the toilet, falling to his knees as he heaved more of the breakfast feast up.
While Chris was... preoccupied, Leo knelt beside him, rubbing circles into the boys back. He flushed every now and then when Chris could catch his breathe. Finally, Chris collasped against Leo, breathing heavily. "Chris? Are you alright?" He just nodded. "Are you sure?" A pause, he shook his head 'no'. Leo sighed but said nothing, just lifted his son like a small child and carried him to his room. When he lied him on the bed, the boy was asleep.
He couldn't understand how Chris got sick so fast. When he wen to cover Chris' shaking body, he noticed he was clutching his stomach. He than remembered what Chris' excuse for being late to the hospital.
- - -CHARMED- - -
"I was... Um, I was fighting a demon you should've been vanquishing."
- - -CHARMED- - -
So that's it. He shook Chris awake. Chris opened his eyes but closed them back due to the new aray of light coming from his bedroom window. "Hmmmm?"
"Were you hurt by that demon you fought yesterday?" Chris said nothing. "Chris?" he sighed and nodded slowly, but syill said nothing. Leo reached to lift Chris' shirt, but he pulld away. "Chris. Let me see, or else I won't be able to heal you!" He thought about it for a moment but hen decided to show him the small wound.
He lifted his nightshirt to show a neatly wrapped bandage. "It's not even that bad," he croaked out. Leo helped him sit up and unwrapped the off white bandages, "It's only a graze, really!"
Leo ignored him and finished with the last layer of bandages and checked it out. It is only a graze after all. He placed his hands over the wound and a golden light flowed from them, his healing powers at work. The only problem was, the wound wouldn't heal!
chapter 2 is officially...FINISHED!! yea. man, my friend read a bunch of my stories of the weekend and she said they were all really depressing so im gonna try a happy fic somtime soon. Speaking of new stories. Im working on one right now. Its called 'Even in Death' it's a Naruto fic and i can't wait to put it up. but dont worry, im working on this one really hard too. I'll try to put chapter 3 up soon!
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