I feel really ashamed! This chapter is so not what it could have been and people will be getting out their pitchforks for a) the shortness of it and b) what I kept from the original episode which everyone was telling me not ot put in!

Also on another note, this chapter killed me. It was painful to write. I had the last part written out but the first part was so hard and it wasn't even half a Word page! As well, I hate the length, it is pitiful. It just would not stretch so I'm afraid you'll have to deal for this one. Sorry and enjoy what little of a chapter this is...

Jenna arrived on a stone altar and fell to her knees. She looked around and see saw Stonehenge surrounding her, sunlight breaking through the stones. It was covered in a blue bubble which she realised was to protect the secret of magic. A sob racked her body as she remembered Chris. She felt odd, light. She looked down at her glowing hands.

"It's time." a voice surrounded her.

"I know." she whispered.

"Chris." Chris's head raised at the sound and found himself looking at his dad.

"Hey." he greeted him, his voice weak.

Leo knelt beside the bed, Paige watching from the door, the police leaving giving them some privacy.

"Hey. I'm here now. You can…hold on, okay? Hold on…hold on. I'm here. You can hold on, okay?" Chris nodded at Leo's words. "Don't give up, okay?"

Chris nodded. "You, either."

Jenna looked down at herself and saw her whole body glowing. She closed her eyes and thought of Chris and how she loved him.

Chris closed his eyes.

"No, no, no. Please…no. No, please." Leo begged holding onto his shirt.

Jenna felt her heart break as the raw power consumed her. She felt Chris and his pain.

"I love you." She whispered her hands on her heart, her engagment ring safetly hidden within her hands, on the bare skin above her heart.

The power consumed her and she faded away as the light blinded her…

"No." Leo whispered as Chris faded away.

"Jenna, Jen, wake up." Jenna felt like she was drowning. "Jen, cummon, wake up." The voice was like a Siren, calling her. She reached and grabbed onto it as she used it to drag her to the surface.

Jenna let out a groggy groan and was about to get up and open her eyes when she was taken into a hug.

"Thank God!" She forced her eyes open and saw the familiar shaggy brown hair and then realised she recognised the arms around her. She pulled back to make sure.

"Chris?" She asked a tear in her eye.

"Yeah, Jen its me." Chris put a hand on her cheek, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. "I know why you left, why you didn't tell me."

"You do?" Jenna asked running a hand over his arms.

"Yeah, it's weird you know, it was like a Harry Potter pensive, I got highlights of everything. I liked you standing up to the Tribunal and snapping at them." Chris laughed and Jenna returned a smile.

"Chris, you were dieing, I couldn't…" Jenna finished by wrapping her hands around his neck then went to kissing any body part she could, his neck, his cheek, his nose, his ears, his shoulders, speaking in between kisses. "I … can't … believe … I almost … lost … you. Don't … you … dare … do … that again."

Chris pulled back and looked her in the eyes. "I think you did loose me. I think this is a limbo."

Jenna cast her gaze around her. She saw grass and they were by a lone tree. There was a rock shelter opposite them, with a cave like entrance. On the other side was a wooden bridge leading to an archway which had a silver and white portal inside.

"It is. The sisters came here in Season 4, episode 4." Jenna told him.

"You sound like you were obsessed." Chris said, amusement obvious.

"I was, I loved Charmed, I thought that if I could go anywhere, do anything, I would want to become Charmed." Jenna said looking at the portal.

Chris cupped her chin and turned it to look at him. "Was it worth it? Especially dieing."

Jenna took his face into her hands and then looked at him, honesty and sincerity shining in her eyes. "Chris, you are worth everything to me. Even dieing." Jenna told him then kissed him softly.

When they pulled back Chris spoke. "Well don't make a habit of it, it hurt me a lot you know."

"Well, at least you didn't know I was going to die. I practically knew you were." Jenna told him sadly and looked to the ground.

"Hey." She looked up. "If I didn't die, we wouldn't get this last chance to see each other."

"Last chance…" Jenna muttered.

"What?"

"The Tribunal! They gave us one last chance to see each other." Jenna explained. "Sneaky gits."

"A stolen moment."

"Make a habit of them, don't we?"

"Well hopefully we won't have many more."

"Well that's a given, how in hell would we get in trouble up there?" she waved her hand towards the sky.

Chris looked down and saw her ring, brought up her hand and kissed it. "Do you like it?"

"Yeah. It's beautiful." He twisted the ring. It was a silver band with a diamond in the middle and an emerald either side. On the edge of the jewels were a triquetra either side. "I love it, just like I love you." She kissed his lips softly and stood up reaching a hand down to help him up.

"Come on, I've got eternity with you, shall we get to it?" Jenna asked smiling gently.

"Oh yes." He stood up, taking her into his arms at the same time. "Hell yes." He kissed her nose and took her hand and led the way to the far end of the bridge, right before the portal.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Yes." She took him into a kiss as they fell through the portal.

Jenna moaned and her eyes winced as they adjusted to the harsh light that flooded the place she was in. She sat up slowly, taking the edge of a couch and a coffee table that surrounded her. She grimaced. "What the hell was I doing?" she muttered, pushing herself up from the ground.

She looked around the homely room she was in. Welcoming colours were everywhere and she felt safe even if she didn't know where she was.

She walked up to a picture on a dresser and frowned. That was her with three other woman and two men. She was laughing with them, a bright smile on each of their faces. The faces looked familiar but she couldn't place them. She sighed and turned, grimacing as a magazine fell to the floor.

"Coop, honey is that you?" Jenna recognised that voice, just as she had the picture.

"Jenna?" she turned towards the voice and saw a cup fall to the floor shattering and a newspaper accompanying it.

Jenna gasped as memories hit her like a truck. "Phoebe?"

OK I do not deserve anything after what I just called an update and it killed me this one did. But I wanted to ask you a few questions so could you answer them in a review?

1. Do you think my writing has gotten better over these last few months?
2. What do you think/want to happen in the next few updates?
3. I have an idea for a sequel, well a kind of sequel, so I wanted to know would you like to see one?
4. On a rating of 1 to 10 how much do you like this story? (10 being the highest)