WARNING: This is going to be a short part – so don't be disappointed…sorry!
Disclaimer:
Wyatt: Hold on Chris! My god you are bleeding like a pig…
Chris: Wyatt, if I'm not going to make it…you have to…you have to finish this story alone, do you get me?
Wyatt: No! Not without you li´l bro! I can't do that without you!
Chris: You have to! We can't let dragons down…
Wyatt: Damn it Chris, don't talk like this…!
Chris: Wyatt my head is swimming…
Wyatt: NOOOOOOO! DRAGONS…!
I'm coming, I'm coming! (+Puts a band aid on Chris´ bleeding finger+)
God, I've never seen anyone being so theatrically about such a little wound.
Cutting your finger while chopping vegetables is not life threatening Chris!
And Wyatt…You definitely have to learn to use the text processing program on your own, so you wouldn't have to whine for your brother all the time.
Wyatt: She sounds like mom!
Chris: But she's not mom! Mom would've kicked your ass for becoming evil…
Wyatt: …and she would have been mad about you for your dirty words and your cursing all the time…
Chris: …as if you are not using them…
Wyatt: …source-of-all-evil – remember…
Boys, were here to do the disclaimer – remember…?
Both: We don't belong to anyone, especially not dragonsflyfree. We are not sure at the moment if we like to play further in her story.
Chris: Wyatt is tired of being "the evil" the whole time…
Wyatt: …and it is definitely time that anyone invents a nice life for Chris…medications and hospital bills are expensive these days, you know…
Chris: …try to get a health-insurance if you fill in the job-array with "Whitelighter" or "World-saviour" – that's so NOT good!
Wyatt: And now that even the TV-bosses cancelled our show, please spend all you can afford to the "homeless-witches-foundation" at the FHO (don't know it? READ the disclaimers GRIN) and help us to get our own place…!
Oh, we are not ungrateful, we like dragonsflyfree…but a little distance would definitely improve our relationship…
Love you boys!
Both: We know!
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
Both: OK, OK just kidding…we love you too! And of course YOU out there!
Yes we mean YOU!
So how about a nice long review for this story?
Chris: We would even love you MORE after that!
Wyatt: You don't have to try it with currying favour Chris, you know!
Chris: It's worth trying! You know: No reviews – no story… No story – no Wyatt and Chris…So we better try EVERYTHING, before we end up as stunt doubles in "Supernatural". (They've stolen OUR story, by the way! People love these boys where they should love "The Charmed sons"!)
There is enough love for all of you!
Wyatt: All the reviewers who complained about the disclaimers being longer then the story are right (this time)!
I vow to be better next time… I can't help myself – I'm disclaimer-addicted (wanna join my self-help group?)…………
Chapter eleven / part two
The battle for Christopher Perry Halliwells life and soul had begun…
In his body the equally powerful forces of the sisters' potion and the withdrawal-effects of the sleeping concoction fought a tenacious battle.
Chris was tumbled back and forth between the claws that tried to rip him back into unconsciousness- into his never-ending nightmares, and the calm effect of the antidote, which denied him to be taken there. The effects of this battle were severe.
The young whitelighter started to tremble as heavy spasms seemed to wreak havoc through his entire body.
His body tried desperately to succumb either to the one or the other side. None of it succeeded. Chris got more and more drained by the second till his body in the end lay eerie still.
Everyone waited for the boy to wake up but the young whitelighter seemed now to slip in and out of consciousness without as much as opening his eyes.
The strange thing about catastrophic situations is that time moves on, no matter what.
And so night broke in over the Halliwell manor.
Phoebe stifled a wide yawn while Paige lay already sprawled out on the soft carpet – sound asleep.
"I think everyone should go to bed now!" ordered Piper while stopping Leos fazed pace by grabbing his arm. She looked deeply into his solicitous eyes and told him "Ill stay with him and wake you up if anything changes!"
"You're sure?" A tired Paige asked opening one sleepy eye.
Hell, how could Piper Halliwell sleep while the saviour of her son's life fought for his own right before her eyes!
Piper nodded determined, and without much arguing everyone went straight to bed.
…
Piper stirred as she heard soft noises behind her but found it was only her sister. Phoebe had come down once again, now in ridiculous ducky pyjamas and matching slippers.
"Can't you sleep, honey?" Piper asked soft.
"No, that's not it." Phoebe stated and once more yawned wide. "I could fall asleep right on my feet, but I thought I could once again try to sense something.
Maybe if I see anything it could help us to find out how to help him?"
Piper watched silent as her sister put her hand gently on Chris forehead.
The young empath was right away hit by an immense wave of pain and sadness. Blurry pictures of Chris past started to flood her mind.
She couldn't stand this for one second longer, but was paralyzed by all the things she and apparently Chris too were going through!
Relieved she became aware of someone pulling her out. Warm hands yanked her carefully back by her shoulders, which cut the connection.
Piper held her sister in a tight hug sharing her silent tears.
"It…It was horrible…!"Phoebe whispered after some time of painful silence."
"What have you seen?" Piper asked, warily exert not to push her sister.
"There was nothing…nothing concrete…but it was simply terrible!" Silently Phoebe knew that there was no word that could approximately describe what she had seen, let alone felt!
"How can on human being stand so much pain…so much torment…?"
Piper couldn't answer that. The only thing she knew was that the whole family hadn't made things easier for the young man – in contrary.
"Go to bed Phoebs." Piper sighed "You tried!..."
The empathic Halliwell sister hugged the older one, mumbling a short good night´ before she vanished in her room. She would work even harder tomorrow, Phoebe thought resolutely, resolved to end their whitelighters misery.
Piper started to dim all the lights till only the shine of a pale full moon lit the now even paler looking face of a wretched child of the greater good.
"Yeah Phoebs" Piper spoke under her breath "how can one human being go through so much…"
…
Chris started to toss and turn. Nightmarish fragments sliding through his half conscious mind, making his perception some sort of surreal performance…
"…They did let us down, Wy! But can't you see that what you're going to do won't change one damn thing!" A teenage Chris cried heatedly…
Piper moved closer to the trembling boys face.
"…They'veletusdown…" She heard him mumble in feverish distorted words.
Tentatively she took the boys hand. To her surprise he didn't draw back but held her hand firmly.
"Who ever let you down, Christopher…" Piper whispered gently into his ear "…I never will now!" Piper could see how Chris strained features relaxed and he started to calm down.
They sat there without the slightest movement. The moonlight made them look like the finest work of white marble, shining in the darkness of the night.
For a few seconds there was peace in Christopher Halliwells troubled life…
TBC…
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