Happy Together- Chapter 11- My New Friend and I…

By: RavenHeart101

Disclaimer- Nope. Nada. Nothing. Is. Mine.

Previously:

"What do you mean came to the past? My mothers been dead-"

"What your mother means is that he could be killed by Dead Eye. He will be killed by Dead Eye if he comes."

"Gideon was the one who would have turned your father evil… He's the one who killed you.""Gideon believed that Wyatt Halliwell was too powerful to live. What he didn't know was that he was the one who turned him evil. You did not know that either, the whole family trusted him. Your grandmother- Piper- was pregnant with Melinda at the time, which is who Gideon believed you were. That's what the whole family believed you were…"

"I think if we did send him any, telepathy and premonitions. They could come in handy."

"Remember that park I used to bring you when you were little. There's an underground storage place, that's where we are."

End Previously.

Harrison stared at the teen in surprised eyes. "What- How?"

"I saw it?" Kris asked despite himself confused. "I just touched the crystal and I saw it."

"Like a premonition?" Harrison asked standing up from his position on the floor. He crossed the room and looked up at the sky. "What do they think they're doing?" He asked rhetorically.

"Yeah, like a premonition." Kris tilted his head to the side and turned into business mode. "Come on' time to write a vanquishing spell!" Harrison turned away from the window and raised a blonde eyebrow. "Hop to it! You look in the book, and I will write with all my might! See I rhyme already." Harrison chuckled lightly and crossed his way over to the book, which somehow had miraculously managed to get downstairs too.

"What do you think he'll do when we get there?" Kris asked from the kitchen loudly.

"I don't know; probably try to trick you into either giving up your powers or giving yourself to him." Harrison answered. Kris' head poked through the door.

"Like have se-"

"Mhmm."

Kris wrinkled his nose in disgust, "Eww." He left the kitchen and entered the living room with a pen and paper in his hand. Harrison shook his head as Kris sat next to him. He started writing…

From darkness running from the dead,

He who claims to be the source of a new generation,

Let him be tormented …

He glanced up at Harrison, "What rhymes with generation?"

"Um," He thought for a minuet, "Penetration would work."

"Okey dokey."

By this penetration.

"The end. I know it's horrible but it's all I got." He shrugged and Harrison gave him a weird look.

"You feeling all right?"

"Yeah, just happy… excited-"

"Nervous, angry, scared… and incredibly hyper?"

Kris blushed and looked down. "Yes Mr. Douer." Harrison poked him in the side gently, causing Kris to squirm.

"Let's go find your father."

"How come I'm always saving his ass?" Harrison laughed as the two of them orbed out of the room, never noticing the silent figure that copied their gesture from behind.

They emerged in a beautiful park, the leaves were turning red, it was a sure sign of autumn coming around. Strangely, the park reminded Kris that Harrison had been his whitelighter for nearly two years to the day. He glanced at the blonde standing next to him, hoping that Harrison had not noticed how fidgety he was becoming. "So where is this underground storage place?" Harrison asked glancing all around himself in curiosity.

Kris' eyes fell on a wooden door that was opened just nearly a crack. He took a deep breath and took a step forward. Freezing Harrison before he went in, Kris placed his shaking hand on the doorframe and took a step into the underground storage area. He swallowed cautiously, before shouting into the room. "Dad?" His voice echoed throughout the small area. For a minuet… just a minuet, he almost turned around to leave. However, he stopped halfway there, before colliding with the solid- dirt covered floor beneath him in a stage of darkness…

He had been left in that spot for nearly an hour before the freeze wore off. He actually had no idea what happened to make him miss an hour of searching time… that is until he remembered how his charge had the knack to hide things from him. Like the fact that he could freeze people and things for a longer possible time than Piper, or anyone else in the Warren line for that matter could do, even with all their power directed into it. No wonder Dead Eye wanted the poor kid. "Harrison, Harrison, Harrison." A voice he recognized immediately said from behind him. He was turned around and holding the dead (Supposed to be dead anyway) Elder/man, tightly against the ground in less than a second. The Elder beneath him laughed humorlessly. "You think that's going to keep me under control? Nothing and no one can, until I kill Wyatt Halliwell."

"You lost your chance, you murdering son of a bitch." Harrison growled out, his blonde hair falling into his eyes.

"No I haven't, Harrison. I still have the most important thing in the world to him."

"No you do-"

"My new friend and I do."

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He groaned and attempted to place his hand on his sweaty forehead… wait… was that even sweat? "Shh, kiddo." He heard his fathers comforting voice brake through his jumbled up thoughts that flew in in complete disorder. A cold hand was pressed to his head in a manner used to check a person's temperature. Kris blinked, opening his eyes only to be hit with a crushing headache and the blurry figure of his father.

"Dad?" He moaned out in a raspy voice, and promptly broke into a coughing fit. The sides of his throat soon began to feel raw. Wyatt watched in horror and concern as his son curled up in a ball coughed his lungs dry. When he started coughing up blood, however, Wyatt grabbed his arm and pulled him into a tight hug, trying to calm him down. It worked as well as he could hope for.

"Get some sleep, Kris, okay? Daddy's right here." He whispered into his son's ear, trying to hide the fact that tears were pouring down his cheeks. What had he gotten his son into?

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"What do you mean your new friend?" Harrison asked half-surprised at the Elder's tactics.

"He means me."

"HARRISON!"

Yep, that's all for now. You all hate me for the way I ended this chapter right? But you can tell me how much you hate me in your review! Oh, and sorry it took so long, I went through a stage of writers block. Argh! Middle School graduation is Monday... I think I'm going to cry!