Hey everyone, sorry I havn't updated in a while. I'm home, sick with the flu so I though I might as well update, lol. I promise to update more. I hope no one lost interest! Hope you like this chapter! Let me know what you think by sending a review!

Diclaimer: do not own Charmed

Then…

The sisters quietly crept into the kitchen, Pipers hands poised ready to freeze or blow anything up when they saw Chris lying on the ground with the arrow sticking out of his stomach.

Now…

"Oh my god, Chris." Phoebe said putting her hand to her mouth seeing blood ooze out of his stomach around the arrow.

In reply Chris only moaned in pain, he could feel blood running down his stomach and shuddered, his throat went dry and everything was fuzzy.

Piper was standing in the doorway unsure of what to do, what to feel.

"Come on, Phoebe. Help me carry him to the couch." Paige told her sister, knowing not to disturb Piper while she tried to sort things out in her head.

Paige was unbelievably shocked by how light the boy was, as was Phoebe. It seemed like the boy might have not eaten in days.

"Phoebe…" whispered Chris struggling to keep his eyes open, but darkness was winning, the pain was unbearable, and now all Chris wanted to do was sleep.

"Chris, c'mon you have to try to stay awake. Chris!" Phoebe said lightly trying to shake the whitelighter awake, but her attempts failed. The whitelighter remained sleeping.

"Are you sure we should save him?" came a whisper from the chair across from the couch.

"Piper, we have to save him! We just can't let him die!" Paige said angrily towards the oldest sister. Sure, they were mad at the kid, but not mad enough to let him die.

Piper knew Paige was right; they just couldn't let him die.

"We have to get the arrow out." Piper said finally speaking. "Paige, get back."

Paige backed away from the deadly arrow that could easily kill her if the poison was to touch her.

Piper carefully placed her hand on the arrow and first broke it in half, she then, as quickly as possible, pulled the arrow out. Chris jolted awake and cried out in pain and placed his hands over his wound where blood was starting to pour out. His shaking hands were quickly covered in blood. Piercing pains were shooting through his body like the Fourth of July fireworks his mother would take him to see every Fourth of July.

"Paige quick, go get a towel, a rag, something to put pressure on the wound." Piper ordered her sister quickly taking charge. "Phoebe, go get some water for Chris." Both of her sisters quickly followed Piper's orders.

"Leo! Leo!!!" Piper yelled looking up at the ceiling awaiting the sound of orbs to come, but there were none. Piper was about to yell out again to her ex-husband when she heard Chris trying to tell her something.

"What is it Chris?" Piper asked trying to sound as nice and calm as she could, but she couldn't help her words coming out somewhat harsh, and rude.

Chris had to bite his lip from yelling out in pain as the fireworks continued inside his body, but they became even more painful at his mothers hurting tone. Chris was panting as he was trying to talk; he was trying to get his breathing under control.

"S-sorry." He murmured fighting to stay awake. "f-for everything."

Guilt washed over Piper as soon as the words left the boy's lips. The boy was dying and she was being harsh on him.

"Leo! Leo!" Piper yelled desperately. Why on earth was she feeling like she just had to save Chris, like it would be awful not to. Wasn't it just a while ago she hated the boy more than anyone else?

Paige ran into the room with a large towel and handed to Piper, Piper quickly put pressure on the wound trying to get the bleeding to stop.

Phoebe stepped into the room with a glass of water in hand; she then tried her best to have Chris sip the water. Chris forced the water down his throat, although the cold liquid stung his throat. He was freezing, but he felt like he was on fire at the same time, he tried to stop shaking, but it didn't work. Piper could feel him shaking underneath her hand where she was trying to get the bleeding to stop.

Piper sighed, unsure of what to do, so she did the only thing she could do.

"Leo! Leo! Why isn't he answering my calls?" Piper asked her sisters after calling for Leo.

Both Phoebe and Paige just shook their heads, unsure why.

"Ummm….LEO! YOUR SON NEEDS YOU!" Piper yelled sure that Leo would come if he thought Wyatt was in trouble. Paige and Phoebe both just gaped at their sister.

"Piper, you just can't make up a lie like that!" Phoebe told her sister.

"At least he will come." Shrugged Piper, she knew it wasn't right to lie like that but she just couldn't let Chris die. Chris just rolled his eyes, it wasn't really a lie. He couldn't tell the sisters that though.

Soon they saw the bright blue-white orbs that belonged to Leo.

"What? Where is he? What happened?" Leo asked when he was fully reformed in panic.

"Just, quick, heal Chris." Piper said guiding Leo to the sofa where Chris laid only have conscious.

Leo leaned over Chris not understanding. Chris sighed a sigh of relief once he was healed; he easily sat up an ache still shooting through his stomach.

"You said Wyatt needed me?" Leo asked Piper in confusion.

"Yah, well you wouldn't come when we did call for you, so we had to say that." Piper said simply. Leo just sighed and orbed off before Chris even got to say thank you. Not that he wanted to or anything.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Phoebe asked facing Chris, she noticed that he was still a little pale, and Piper was right, he did have dark circles underneath his eyes. Exhaustion wasn't something the strongest Elder could fix.

"Better, thanks." Chris shrugged trying not to make eye contact with the sisters. Chris noticed that Piper was completely ignoring them; it looked like she was somewhere else. Probably thinking about Leo Chris thought to himself.

"Well, I better go." Chris said orbing out before anyone could object.

The demon that was after Chris smiled slightly in the underworld where she stayed, she looked into the dark pool, watching as Chris orbed out of the manor and onto the bridge. Her time would come when she would finally meet her victim.