Happy Together- Chap.2- Need Any Help?

By-RavenHeart101

Disclaimer- I don't own anything except Joshua, Reece, Taylor, Aiden, Penny, Pyre, Derek and LeAnn.

WARNING- THIS CHAPTER DOES INCLUDE SLASH AND SEXUAL SITUATIONS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. I'm just kidding it's not that bad.

Chap.2- Need Any Help?

Wyatt Halliwell sighed as he leaned in the doorway of Morgan's room. His bright blue eyes were dimmed and his curly blonde hair was in a mess. He turned around and closed to door gently behind him and made his way into the kitchen were a pile of papers were stacked on the table. "Are the children asleep?" Bianca asked as she turned around to stair at the twice blessed.

"Yeah," Wyatt said as he plopped down in the seat across from her.

"Good," she stated, "About what happened today… I don't think you should believe Morgan, you know how little girls lie,"

"I also know how big girls lie," Wyatt muttered, he looked up at the phoenix his face blank, "I believed everything you said to me. I believed every lie about Kris, and I regret it. I ruined my son's life because I wanted happiness, because I wanted you."

"Wy, hunny," Bianca said in disbelief,

"No. You are the person who has made my life miserable. I am not going to deal with it anymore. Either you own up to everything you have done or I am out the door. Morgan can come with whom ever she pleases."

"Wyatt!" He gave her a stone look in answer; pushing his char back, he left the room. "You have no where to go!" her voice yelled back to him, even though he knew she was true, he had to help Kris, and staying here was only making things worse…

Kris groaned and rolled in his bed, he couldn't sleep. He flicked on the light on his nightstand and halted all movement at the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs. Suddenly he was met with two familiar voices, "You can't just leave!" Bianca Summers- Halliwell yelled at his father in anger.

"Come on' Bianca. I have to get out of here. I can't stay in this house any longer, now be quiet or you'll wake the kids." Wyatt said in response, Kris' eyes narrowed in confusion.

"I can't believe you're going to get a divorce over one stupid prank!"

"Prank! Trust me Bianca what Aiden did was not a prank! Kris could have gotten hurt much more." Oh great, now he was thrown into the mix.

"That's all it was Wyatt, a prank."

"So what if it was. All Aiden and LeAnn have ever done was hurt Kris. Was that because they were afraid that he would get all the attention? Or What? Trust me Bianca; they are just like you,"

"Oh and what's that supposed to mean?"

"They're all bitches,"

"Go dad," Kris whispered to himself, not yet getting the whole point of the argument. He heard a sharp piercing sound of skin meeting skin. "Ouch," he winced. He heard his step mothers heals clicking on the wooden floor as she stalked away. Slowly the doorknob began to turn, the door opened quietly and Wyatt raised an eyebrow at his son.

"Still up?" He asked as he noted the Kris was sitting up in bed and the light was on.

"Yeah," Kris looked down feeling tense,

"How much of that did you hear?" Wyatt asked nervously,

"Enough,"

"Am I only going to get one word answers out you or what?" When he received none Wyatt closed the door behind him and sat down next to his sixteen-year-old son. He tilted his head to the side, "We have to talk,"

"No we don't. I know you and Bianca are getting divorced, I'm not hurt or anything. You don't have to apologize about not noticing what Aiden and LeAnn did. It's not your fault."

"Well, we do have to talk about the latter. But, that's not what I wanted to talk about now."

Kris began to feel his nervousness level rise, "Than what is?" He swallowed,

"Miss Henderson called,"

Kris started feeling sick once more, "About what?"

"She's concerned about you. Said you haven't been eating, and when you do you throw up right after." Kris bit his lip and looked down; he knew he should have stopped. Wyatt placed a hand on Kris' "I'm sorry I didn't notice." He whispered as Kris laid his head upon his shoulder. He felt something wet hit his shoulder, "I wish you told me," He heard a quiet whimper coming from his son and placed his arms around the shaking form. He himself blinked a few times, laying his chin on top of Kris' head. "You're going to get help. I'll help, I promise kiddo. I promise I'll be around more."

"Don't make promises you can't keep." Kris whispered as he cried.

"I'll keep this one," he smirked, "I promise," Kris chuckled a little and buried his head into his father's neck as if he was a child once more…

Nearly an hour later Wyatt looked down at his son. He was sleeping peacefully in Wyatt's arms, he closed his eyes and smiled, maybe he was a good father. Gently he tried to remove his arms from Kris only for his son to whisper, "Don't leave," Wyatt smiled and lay down in Kris' bed. He pulled Kris on top of him, pulling the blanket and comforter up with a flick of his hand.

"I love so much kid," he whispered as Kris snuggled into him once more.

Someone knocked on the door early in the morning. Morgan Halliwell entered she smiled when she saw her daddy and favorite brother. Quickly she ran out of the room and grabbed a camera; she ran back in a snapped a picture. "Hehe," She ran back out hiding the digital camera in her sock draw and jumping on top of her favorite family members. "Wake up! Wake up!"

"What the hell Morgi," Kris muttered angrily at his little sister. He pressed his face into his 'pillow' and sighed, so much for sleeping in.

"Hey mom!" A voice yelled through the Halliwell manor. Piper Halliwell walked into the corridor and smiled delighted when she saw her son and grandchildren.

"Hello Wyatt! Come give Grammy a hug." She said to Morgan and Kris, "Do you two want to help me make Christmas cookies?"

"I call frosting!" Morgan yelled running into the kitchen, Kris smiled and followed her into the kitchen.

"How are you doing baby?" Piper asked her oldest after giving him a hug, "And where is Bianca, Aiden and LeAnn."

"I sort of have to talk to you and dad about that. Um, we're getting divorced."

"What why?" Piper asked worried for her son,

"We just weren't meant to be I guess. Also, a lot has been happening with Kris."

Piper felt her concern growing, "Like what?"

"Come here, I don't want Morgan to hear me," They left the corridor and entered the attic, "Sit down please,"

Piper did as was asked, "So what's been going on with my grandson?"

"Oh God mom," Wyatt said miserably, "He hasn't been eating and when he does he throws up right after. I do not know what is wrong with him. We need a place to stay, and I am not allowing Morgan to stay with Bianca. Aiden and LeAnn will hurt her just as they have Kris."

"You can stay here," A voice said from the doorway. A man with strong resemblance to Wyatt walked over to his wife and son. "We'll help pay for psychology."

"Thanks dad," Wyatt felt his mothers arms go around him and sighed, geez why was his life have to be hard.

"So we're staying here?" Kris asked quietly looking up at his father,

"Yep," Wyatt answered still not sure if he'd made the right choice,

"OK," Kris said nodding a little, "Cool," Morgan, laughed,

"Yeah cool! We get to stay with Grammy and Granpy!"

"Leave it to her to be the optimist." Kris muttered as they entered their soon to be old house.

"Go pack your stuff and say goodbye," Wyatt said to each of them as they took off into their separate rooms.

Kris hummed quietly in happiness, "Goodbye Summers! I have to deal with you no more!" He laughed as he threw his clothes into a box. There was a nock on the door.

"So you're leaving?" Asked the voice of Joshua Martin as he leaned in the doorway.

"Yeah," Kris said as he turned to look at the raven-haired teen, Joshua was an 18-year-old boy who was very well built. He had dark hazel eyes that were mostly green and a bright smile. However, Joshua wasn't smiling now. He had always liked Kris.

"I'm going to miss you," he said as he took a step closer to the brunette,

"I'll miss you too," Kris felt his heart pounds against his rib cage, his nerves (and hormones) were going crazy.

"Need any help," Joshua and Kris were only about a centimeter a part. Kris swallowed,

"I think so," he whispered as Joshua tilted his head to the side gently, they both leaned forward and their lips met in a chaste kiss. It was soft and a million emotions ran through out it. Joshua pulled away slightly than moved forward once more one arm sliding around Kris' waist and his hand resting on Kris' neck. One of Kris' arms went around his shoulders while his other hand rested against his chest. Lets just say that Joshua had no idea that Kris new how to kiss like he did.

"JOSHUA!" LeAnn's high and squeaky voice yelled through Kris' room. Kris pulled away from Joshua; never removing his arms or anything, neither did Joshua. He turned around, making Kris drop his hands.

"Hello LeAnn," Joshua smiled sweetly, Kris blew out,

"How dare you!" She shrieked,

"How dare I what?" he asked innocently,

"Make out with," she looked at a loss for words, "with, with him." She pointed angrily at Kris.

"As far as I'm concerned it doesn't concern you. We broke up a few hours ago. Plus I never planed on making out Kris." She huffed and left the room angrily. She had never been denied anything or anyone. Joshua laughed and looked down at Kris,

"Do you still need that help?" Kris felt something inside him stir, he felt bad, but he felt so good that he had stolen Joshua from LeAnn. He knew it was wrong, but he laughed to and felt himself being pushed against his bed with Joshua on to of him. Let's just say he was very happy and tired when he left the house.

Wyatt gave his son a strange look as they left the house. He noticed that he had given whom but Joshua a hug goodbye, not to mention he looked happy on crack. "You are feeling ok?" Morgan asked as they entered the Halliwell Manor. She was giving Kris a very strange look. The smell of food wafted though out the house and Kris felt his good mood vanish. Only one word came to mind… crap.