Happy Together- Chapter 12- You're Supposed To Be Dead.

By: RavenHeart101

Disclaimer- Sadly I have to admit that I own nothing but the pudding I'm eating at the moment… not kidding.

Last Time:

"Hop to it! You look in the book, and I will write with all my might! See I rhyme already."

"You feeling all right?"

"Yeah, just happy… excited-"

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

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…

"You think that's going to keep me under control? Nothing and no one can, until I kill Wyatt Halliwell."

"Get some sleep, Kris, okay? Daddy's right here."

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

"He means me."

"HARRISON!"

End Previously.

He jumped at the yell. And he turned around quickly… there in front of him was… no it couldn't be… could it? He was so confused. "Get out of here. I'll deal with him."

"Kris-" He began breathlessly.

The teen shook his head. "No. Don't say anything. Just- just go save me." With a wave of his hand, Harrison disappeared in a swirl of orbs. He re-emerged in the tunnel and as he collapsed onto the ground, he let the tears fall. That could not have been him, could it? He was dead.

"Wyatt?" Piper asked softly, placing her hand on her sons shoulder, trying to get him to relax. "You're not helping him by beating yourself up."

"I shouldn't have sent him that premonition." He said, shaking his blonde head in frustration. He glanced down at his sleeping (or at least that what he thought he was doing) son. His chestnut brown hair that looked so much like his mother's was thrown across his face lazily and Wyatt's father sat on the ground cradling his grandson's head in his lap. Wyatt moaned angrily, this was all his fault, how could he have been so stupid as to send his son, a seventeen year old, that premonition. He should have aimed for his sister, or his aunt or one of his multiple cousins.

"No, no, no. Sending it to the boy was one of the smartest things you have done all day." Dead Eye said walking over to the cage slyly. He was wearing all black (Not uncommon in the underworld) and his face was a dark brown. His eyes were as dark as coals and in his hand, he held a golden athyme. He was smirking at the Twice Blessed happily. "Now you both can die." Wyatt glared almost growling in response.

"Screw you." Piper spit out angrily. She stepped in front of her son angrily and protectively. Wyatt grabbed her arm and pulled her behind him. He was not going to lose his mother too.
"Ever the feisty one, Piper." A British man's voice echoed throughout the cave. Leo and Piper sucked into a shocked breath.

"Gideon." Leo growled out, amazed and angry at the same time. The man appeared in front of the couple and their son… looking just as he did thirty years ago.

Harrison quickly shook himself out of his moment. He needed to save Kris, and his family, and then he would have time to think about what had just happened. He stood up carefully and quietly as he slowly began walking toward the whole in the wall. He heard voices, one of them sounded distinctly like Piper. "YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE YOU SON OF BITCH!" She had yelled and he pressed himself closer to the wall yet. There… a little to the left. Yes! That was it, now he could see exactly what was going on. Piper was being held back by some mean looking guys while Wyatt was being dragged out by four other mean looking guys. Leo was trying to fight off some other mean looking people while Kris stayed basically passed out… he hoped. The four men dropped Wyatt down at the feet of the ex- supposed- to- be-dead- Elder.

"Finally." Gideon whispered proud of himself. "Finally I have you." He laughed cruelly and evilly. Harrison swallowed and glanced back over at Kris, Piper and Leo. The men were holding Leo down and Piper kept trying to blow them up. One of them leaned down to pick up Kris… and was thrown into the opposite side of the cage. Harrison let out a shaky breath, he forgot about that shield.

A hand touched his shoulder ever so lightly and he jumped turning around so quick that him and the person who touched him almost went flying into the opposite wall. A hand covered his mouth and his eyes widened once more. "Shh…" Said the brunette. Harrison nodded and pried the hand off his mouth.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked furious. The teen chuckled.

"Aww, come on Harree." He said innocently. "You know you missed me."

"Kris." He said in warning keeping his voice low. The teen laughed even harder.

"I'm saving myself… sort of." He said confusing not only himself, but also his white lighter. "And my father… wait is he still my father? I mean I did change him from turning evil… so would he… you know still be my- you know what. Never mind." His brow had furrowed in confusion. Harrison shook his head a small smile forming on his lips.

"How did you get here? You're supposed to be dead."

"I sort of projected myself from… myself? I think. Anyway, that's why he hasn't woken up yet."

"Okay… great."

Kris sighed. "Yeah isn't it? Okay, now onto the saving. Since you can't die anyway, you'll go in first."

"Kris-" He was cut off by a small and sweet kiss that was planted quietly on his lips and a firm shove into the wall in front on him. He expected himself to go boom and fall delicately down in front of his charges feet, but no, he fell with a boom… but landed right into the nice and cozy (Sarcasm) room he had been looking at through the tiny hole in the wall. Every demon, ex-Elder and witches gaze fell onto him. The white lighter who had just been shoved into the room, which was magically hidden by god knows what, by his supposed to be dead boyfriend and charge.

"Harrison." Said the Ex-Elder surprised. "Come to join the show?"

"Oh, yes, and you see we better get out money's worth." Said someone from behind him. He looked up and there was Kris… than he looked across the room… and there was Kris. He would defiantly need some Tylenol in the morning.

Gideon's smile was long gone. "You're supposed to be dead."

"So everyone keeps on reminding me." He said bitterly. He turned his gaze to the man who was kneeling down in front of the man who had killed him. "Nice to see you good dad." He smiled slightly before helping Harrison up.

"Why are there two of them, Elder?" Dead Eye spit out angrily.

Kris laughed. "Well, as I've been told twice already, I'm supposed to be dead, but it really didn't work out that way did it? Well, it sort of did but I'm not going to get into that." He sighed. "You know, you used to be my father's right hand man. That is until he vanquished you from attempting to kill me." He laughed sarcastically. "Good times, good times." Piper was looking at the two of them in puzzled amazement… while Leo looked on the verge of tears. Wyatt just looked plain confused while the demons and Elder looked pissed beyond belief. Dead Eye let out a fireball, throwing it his way. He quickly deflected it, sending it into the demon that stood behind his grandmother.

"Now come on, you can do better than that!" All the demons attacked at once. Harrison helped the best he could, deflecting and throwing a few punches and kicks at them. Dead Eye and Gideon stood back and watched. While their minds were somewhere else, Leo and Piper, who untied Wyatt, attacked them and together they held off the most powerful members of the group. Kris threw Harrison an athyme just in time and soon enough all of the demons were down. Or at least enough of them were.

Kris ran over to himself, pulling Harrison along with him. "Here." He said kneeling down next to his body. "Before I go back into him…me… him- you know what I mean. I want you to know that no matter what happens I will always be yours." Harrison turned his blue eyes gaze to the younger man in front of him. Kris laid his hand on top of Harrison's. He smiled sadly. "He really is just like me. It is not my destiny to die in this time. I know that much. Maybe… maybe not only was dad I given a second chance. But maybe you were too. Maybe we were." He kissed him softly. "Remember that." Harrison nodded smiling at him silently. "Now heal me." He said watching as Harrison's hands were placed over his injured head, he watched as the golden glow emerged and the cut disappeared… as did he. Harrison sighed as the familiar green eyes opened and gazed up at him. He smiled, knowing that the younger of the two remembered everything.

"So, what do you say?" He asked quietly, hopefully.

"One step at a time, Kris, just one step at a time." And they hugged. Soon though, Wyatt came over and hugged his son tightly.

"Thank god you're alright." He whispered into the chestnut hair.

"Are they?"

"Yes, kiddo, I'm sorry but yes."

"Their still alive?"

"Yes. And out there… doing god knows what."

A: N- Hey guys! Sorry, for the long wait. I hope this chapter lived up to your standards. Thanks for all the reviews… soon this story shall end… I think I'm going to cry!