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Present Mistakes
Chris awoke to find himself bound to a chair in the middle of the attic, and it was with a feeling of trepidation that he realised his shirt had been opened too, exposing most of his chest to the air. Great, not only was Jenny nuts and had him tied up, she was also obsessed with his half naked body too.
"Jenny?" he asked, wondering if he should risk orbing.
"Oh you're awake. Don't even try to escape, you're bound." Jenny said as she appeared, smiling lustfully at him, and he felt a tiny shiver of fear pass up his spine at the look she was giving him.
"What the hell are you talking about?" he asked, and she pointed to the floor, and he bit back a curse.
The evil little bitch had trapped him in a crystal cage. Cursing his aunt Prue's meticulous instructions in the book, he glowered at her.
"How did you find out about that?" he asked angrily, trying to free his hands.
"There was a nice article on it in that grimmoire of yours. Told us exactly how to trap you. Though I'd rather not use such an icon of evil, but impaling you upon your own sword is rather poetic." A voice said, and Chris turned his head to see Gregg, the fireman, fingering a cross that hung at his neck, and he rolled his eyes.
Just what he needed, a religious wacko.
"First off, it isn't a grimmoire, it's a Book of Shadows, the mark of good witches, which is what we are. And secondly, I don't have a sword, my brother does though." He said, and Gregg shook his head, advancing on Chris.
"Witches. All of you witches. An entire nest of you, right here in San Francisco. You ought to be ashamed, but worshippers of the devil never are." Gregg said, glowering at him as he stood beside Jenny.
Chris groaned in irritation.
"Look, your holiness, we aren't evil witches. We don't worship the devil, we fight things like him, vanquish them so mortal assholes like you can sleep a little safer in your beds. We aren't evil." He said, beginning to panic slightly.
"Really? Then how do you explain so many disappearances and accidents around here? And what about Jenny's poor uncle? You drove him crazy didn't you, to get to Piper?" Gregg asked, and Jenny looked at him smugly.
"Wait, what? Hell no! Dan was insane even before he got here, we didn't do anything to him. The disappearances are usually demons and warlocks and other dangerous beings, and we try as hard as we can to prevent the accidents, we just sometimes fail." Chris finished sadly, the image of his dead mother on the floor haunting him.
"You expect us to believe that? You're mean witches, with weird powers, you don't care about us, you drove Dan mad, you rejected me!" Jenny cried, stomping her foot.
If he managed to get out of this, he and his family were going to have severe words about allowing psychos into their lives.
"Yes I rejected you, but not because I'm a witch, I rejected you because you're a mewling, spoilt, slutty, nosey little brat!" Chris hissed, and tears appeared in her eyes at the accusation.
Gregg then approached him, glowering.
"What are the devil's plans?" he asked, and Chris shook his head.
"I told you, I don't work with the devil! We destroy incarnations of him, we fight something called the Source of all Evil! I'm trying to stop the Source, and you think I want to work with him? No! I want him to be who he's meant to be, not some evil dark lord. We're good witches, we protect the innocent, fight demons and warlocks that try to take over and spread evil through the world. We're good!" Chris said, not liking how close he was.
"There is no such thing as a good witch. You are evil, it says so in the scriptures. A witch must not be allowed to live. But this is a great opportunity, you can tell us exactly what Lucifer has planned."
Chris rolled his eyes. Lucifer wouldn't be on the scene for another five years, and it had nothing to do with anything his family did.
"Lucifer isn't planning anything, its his deputies you need to worry about. Look, we aren't the bad guys! They are, they're dangerous monsters, and it's our job to stop them." Chris intoned, and Gregg shook his head in disappointment.
"You remain convinced that you are good. I didn't want to start this this early, but you leave me no choice." He said, and tipped Chris' head back before pouring water down his throat.
Chris swallowed it, and had to admit, he was confused.
"Um, what the hell was that in aid of?" he asked derisively, and Gregg looked at the bottle of water in his hand.
"You truly are a powerful evil doer, if holy water does not affect you." He said in disgust, and Chris rolled his eyes.
"Or maybe, like I keep telling you, I'm actually a good guy? My family does more to protect your god's green earth than virtually anyone else!" he snapped, and Gregg slapped him with the back of his hand, making his cheek sting.
"No, not his face." Jenny protested slightly, and Chris glowered at her, wishing he could use his powers on her.
"You will not take my lord's name as justification for your evil crimes. You are a foul heretic, an abomination, and you must be destroyed like you so thoroughly deserve." Gregg said, and Chris had had enough.
He squinted his eyes, and Gregg was blown out of the crystal cage, which hummed as he passed through it, slamming to the floor beside Jenny, who squeaked in terror.
"You abomination! How dare you strike a devoted servant of the lord!" Gregg roared furiously, his face red, clutching his cross as he did so.
"Your lord? Where is he?" Chris demanded, and Gregg looked at him as if he were crazy.
"He is all around us, something you, abomination will never understand." He sneered, and Chris shook his head smugly.
"No he isn't. He isn't here anymore. He left. He doesn't care about humans, he doesn't care about earth. You can be as sinful as you want because he doesn't care! He abandoned you all, left you all alone, and you pray to him day after day, and if he hears you, he laughs! He let's this world go to hell, let's everything good be destroyed. I've seen the future. I've seen what the devil does. He rounds up every religious leader and obliterates them. Churches, mosques, synagogues, all of them are destroyed. The Vatican is disintegrated. If God really did exist, really did care, would he let that happen?" Chris snapped, and Gregg lost control and ran at him again, and Chris once more squinted and blew Gregg to the floor.
He wished he could free his hands, but they were bound too tight. If he could use his hands to direct his telekinesis, he could deal with both of these idiots.
"See, you're an evil witch, just like Gregg says! You drove Dan insane, you hurt my feelings. Piper broke up with Dan because she's an evil witch too!" Jenny howled in a bratty voice, and Chris struggled against the chair, wanting to rip the little bitch insulting his mother apart.
"Piper is the best good witch in the world. We had nothing to do with Dan going insane, he was already an abusive nutter, and I hurt your feelings because I don't like you!" Chris yelled angrily, his shirt flapping as he struggled to free himself.
"Why don't you like me, what's wrong with me?" she demanded, and he rolled his eyes at the tears in her eyes.
Seriously, if he cried as much as she did at her age, he'd have been dead. At sixteen, he was completely orphaned, on the run, trying to organise some sort of resistance against his brother while Wyatt picked off everyone who might be able to help him one by one, always reminding Chris of who the true power was.
"You're a whining, spoilt, annoying little kid, who has a temper tantrum when she doesn't get what she wants, and who can't kiss to save herself. And just for the record, most guys don't like cherry flavoured lip gloss." He said savagely, still trying to free his hands.
Gregg was back on his feet.
"You will tell us nothing of the devil's plans?" he asked angrily, and Chris shook his head.
"No, because I don't work with the devil, I work against him and his minions. I'm not evil!" Chris said, and Jenny glowered at him through teary eyes.
"Yes you are!" she wailed, and he rolled his eyes. A few smacks were what she needed, nothing more.
"You cavort with the devil, you are trying to destroy god's earth, you spread lies about him, and a witch cannot be suffered to live. We have enough proof to have you all burned at the stake like you deserve." Gregg said confidently, prowling around behind Chris.
"You can't burn witches at the stake anymore, people will notice." Chris spat, not liking the fact that he couldn't see Gregg.
"Yet you will all be killed as the abominations you are. Even the baby must be destroyed. You cannot be allowed to taint paradise." Gregg said, and Chris struggled, trying to free himself.
"Leave Wyatt alone!" he demanded, and Gregg smiled evilly as he approached Chris from behind, and Chris was beginning to panic as he couldn't see the nutjob, he couldn't defend himself.
"I cannot suffer a witch to live. You must be destroyed witch, like the vile poison you are. You cannot taint this world any longer demon. You fraternisation with the devil is at an end. I will not allow you to hurt the innocent, like Jenny here. You will not be allowed to destroy god's good. You must die." Gregg said, pulling a gold rope from a church alter from his pocket.
"Yeah. Then uncle Dan will be back to normal, and I'll find a nice guy, who likes me! They won't be as dreamy as you, but I'll find one!" Jenny shouted defiantly.
"No, wait, what are you doing?" Chris asked worriedly, trying to free himself more fervently, but he couldn't, it wasn't working.
"Putting you to death abomination. Your death will be a sign to the others, that we cannot allow evil to live." Gregg said, tightening the rope.
Chris abruptly realised what was going to happen to him, and he started jerking his head around in panic. His powers would freeze soon as well, he would be trapped.
"No, please, don't! I'm not evil, please, don't do this, you can't kill me, thou shall not kill!" Chris pleaded, and Gregg smiled.
"It doesn't apply to abominations. I am a servant of the lord, and you must be punished for your sins. Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is on heaven." Gregg began, and wrapped the rope around Chris' throat, while Jenny looked on excitedly.
Chris gagged as the rope cut into his throat, tightening all the time. He was being strangled again, why did he keep getting strangled by psychos? He began to gag as the rope cut tighter into his airway, and he began to thrash as Gregg continued to recite the prayer behind him. As he continued, Chris began to kick his legs, but bound as he was, all he was doing was making noise, he couldn't move his legs, his arms were bound tight, he couldn't use his powers to defend himself either.
"No, please!" he begged croakily as the rope cut into him, and he continued to jerk around on the chair, his open shirt flapping as he did so, but he was held fast, and Gregg's grip was too strong.
Chris was making desperate gagging sounds, gurgling desperately for air as the rope severed his life force, his eyes bulging in panic. His legs were kicking sporadically, but they were doing nothing that could free him from Gregg's murderous grasp. He was pulling against the bonds around his wrists, but he couldn't get round the back of the chair, and it was getting harder and harder to keep fighting. Gregg continued to recite the prayer continuously, the rope pulling ever tighter around his neck as he did so, and Chris was gasping desperately for air, trying to free himself. He was moving around in the chair, trying to at least knock himself over to gain some respite, but Gregg held fast, and his legs twitching was wearing him out. He kept trying to pull his hands up to defend himself, but he was held fast by his bonds, the rope cutting into his neck ever tighter, his breath becoming more urgent as he did so, his eyes wide and bulging as his air was cut off.
Chris was failing, he knew that. His legs weren't thrashing around as much, he could hear the blood pounding in his ears as his airway was cut off, the back of his head was throbbing, his hair was falling into his face, and black spots were appearing in his eyes, which were still large and round. He was going to die, he wasn't going to survive. This was his second time being murdered by an ex of Piper's. He gave a desperate gurgle, a groan in the back of his throat, and he felt his body begin to spasm, it began to shake violently due to the lack of air. Gregg smiled crazily down at him as he tipped his head back, and Chris tried once more to break free, but couldn't.
Chris gurgled in defeat. His legs stopped, his hands stopped moving. Sweat was glistening on his chest as he came to a stop. His head tipped back, his face red and mouth hanging open in a final attempt to get air into his body. His hair cascaded back from his head as his head flopped over the back of the chair. And with a final gurgle, the last of his life left him, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, and Chris was gone.
XX
"You said you needed me right away!" Piper scolded her sister as Phoebe came down the stairs, looking curious as to what they were arguing about.
"I did not, I told Dennis to tell you that I was just a bit late, and would be by later to pick you and Jenny up for lunch." Paige said grouchily.
"Who's going to lunch?" Phoebe asked, and Paige rolled her eyes.
"We are, but Piper didn't bring Jenny!" she said, and Piper shook her head.
"He told me you needed me, so I came here." She said stubbornly.
"Hey wait a minute you two! You were going to lunch without me?" Phoebe asked, pouting, and Piper smiled.
"I was hoping you would call Chris and take him out for a meal without an overemotional teenager sobbing every time she sees him." She said, and Paige looked slightly embarrassed.
"Yeah, I didn't realise how much of a pain she would be, how much trouble she would cause. I'm sorry Piper, me letting her stay came between you and Chris, and considering we just got him to talk to us, that was the last thing that I wanted." She said sheepishly, and Piper shook her head.
"No, it's my fault too, I forgot how, well, irritating even for a teenager Jenny can be. And I didn't expect her to snog my son. And I do credit him with better taste, even if his fiancé was a bit of a hussy." She said disapprovingly, and Phoebe and Paige looked at her in shocked delight.
"You can't tell him that! It's bad enough you've kicked him out twice, tell him you didn't think much of his fiancé and you might lose him." Phoebe said, and Piper shrugged.
"I think he probably knows I would never have approved of Bianca. Anyway, either way this should never have gotten so out of hand. I certainly shouldn't have kicked Chris out to make her happy, she should have gone back where she belonged. We were stupid to let her stay in the first place." Piper said, and they did have to agree on that.
"Alright, well, you're here now, and so is Phoebe, so why don't we go home, pick up Jenny and go for lunch?" Paige asked, and Piper nodded, picking up Wyatt.
"Alright. I'll just, Dennis!" she called, as her serving boy came out, looking confused.
"Piper, what are you doing here?" he asked in confusion, and she looked at him suspiciously.
"You called me and told me Paige needed me." She said worriedly, and he shook his head, confused.
"No I didn't Piper." He protested, and Piper began to get a sick feeling in her gut.
"You didn't?" Paige asked, her own alarm growing, they were too used to such ploys not to worry.
"No, I swear." He said, making the scout's salute, and Phoebe looked at them worriedly.
"Are you sure it was Dennis?" Phoebe asked worriedly, and Piper bit her lip.
"He did sound a bit different, but why would someone want me out of the house?" she asked, fear growing inside of her.
"Why else? They're the after the book." Paige said darkly, and Phoebe's expression turned to one of alarm.
"And Jenny's there, and you know what she's like, she'll probably try and make friends with the demon if it attacks, she'll get herself killed." She exclaimed.
"Oh crap, I can't believe we fell for this one again!" Piper wailed, heading for the stairs, and tripping, banging into a table, and she nearly dropped Wyatt, but Paige orbed him to her just in time.
"Ow!" she hissed, and Phoebe lifted up her tshirt to check the bruise on her belly.
"It isn't that bad. See?" she asked, poking at it, and she was suddenly locked in a vision, and judging by the look on her sister's face as she came out of it, it wasn't a good one.
"Phoebe?" Piper asked, but then it suddenly clicked.
Whoever was behind this didn't want the book at all. They were after something infinitely more precious.
They were after her baby boy. They were after Chris.
"Chris?" she demanded breathlessly, and Phoebe nodded.
"Yes, in the attic! Gregg, the fireman, your ex, he was strangling him, and Jenny was just, just watching!" she wailed, and sickened fury filled Piper.
Jenny was as sick and twisted as her uncle was, and Gregg, she had broken up with him because she knew he would never be able to handle magic. And if he and Jenny were in this together, Gregg must have lured her out of the house, Jenny must have let him in and now...
"Oh my god, I've gotten Chris killed! He warned us about Jenny, and we didn't listen! How much time does he have? Chris? Chris!" Piper shouted, and received no response, and usually when she was panicking he was there in an instant.
"What if it's happening now?" Phoebe demanded worriedly, and Piper shook her head.
She couldn't lose him, she couldn't lose her son, she couldn't face that, not now. Not when she had let someone else who wanted to hurt him into her home, not when she had chosen someone else over him again, not when she had once more ignored his warnings, not when she had nearly gotten him killed again.
"Well we need to get here, come on!" Paige said, grabbing her sisters and orbing to the manor.
XX
Jenny approached cautiously, running her hand down Chris' chest as his open eyes gazed into nothing.
"Is he...dead?" she asked softly, and Gregg smiled, lifting Chris' head up for her to see, and she flinched a little as she saw his eyes rolled to the back of his head, clearly dead.
"Yes. We have removed some of the poison, now we need to wait for the sisters and child to get home, then we will kill them too." He said excitedly, this would be a good day for furthering god's cause.
Jenny stroked Chris' cheek as his head flopped onto his chest, looking at the attractive body. How she wished he could have been hers, they would have been a great couple.
"You know, if you had liked me, you needn't have died, I could have protected you." She said to Chris, tipping his head back again, and Chris of course made no reply.
"We could have been a great couple, everyone would have been jealous of us, of my gorgeous boyfriend, but no, you had to still be in love with someone else! I threw myself at you, and you rejected me. You got what you deserved, I'm beautiful, you'd be lucky to be with me, but you said you didn't like me, how could you not like me?" she demanded hysterically, running her hands through Chris' waxed hair, looking at his body angrily.
"Yep. Crazy..." Gregg said, and turned as blue orbs entered the attic, and Piper looked at them in fury, while Phoebe and Paige looked at them in shock.
"Witches!" Gregg said in malicious delight, raising his cross.
"See what happens to people who reject me? You're mean witches, you deserve everything you get!" Jenny screamed in a bratty voice, and Piper gave a maternal roar, and blew apart the floor they were both standing on, sending them and two of the cage crystals plummeting to the floor below with a loud thump as they slammed into the hard wooden floors a floor below, and she froze them through the holes she had made before rushing to her son.
"Chris, no, come on baby breathe...Leo!" she cried hysterically, seeing her son's rolled back eyes and fearing the worst, and Phoebe and Paige were at her side, untying Chris so they could get him to the floor to try and revive him.
"Chris, come on!" Paige pleaded, but her nephew gave no response, he couldn't be dead, it would be all her fault, she had brought Jenny into the house, it would be her fault.
"Chris, please!" Phoebe cried, tears in her eyes, they couldn't lose him, not now, not when they knew who he was.
Leo orbed down, and didn't even need to ask what was going on, he just sunk to his knees and began to heal Chris, pleading for it to work.
"Is it working?" Piper cried, and Leo bit his lip.
Either it was taking a very long time, or he was too late, his son was dead, but he couldn't live with that, he wouldn't.
There was then a flurry or orbs and Wyatt appeared beside his father, and took a hold of Leo's hands gently. Leo tried to shake his son off, determined to save his other, but then Piper touched his shoulder.
"Leo, look!" she said in wonder, as golden light appeared from Wyatt's hands and added to Leo's, passing over Chris' reddened neck, and Leo smiled as he saw the red mark begin to disappear.
"Wyatt!" Paige exclaimed in awe as her nephew helped save his little brother.
"Kwis!" Wyatt cried anxiously, and Chris suddenly shot up, gasping for air and coughing.
"Wy?" Chris asked softly, and he was then wrapped in a hug by the others, crushing him, Piper holding him close and running her hand through his hair.
"Oh baby I'm so sorry..." she whispered as he coughed slightly.
"Thanks dad." Chris said in relief, and Leo held him tightly.
"Please don't ever do that to me again, I was nearly too late." He said, holding his son in a tight embrace.
"Sorry," Chris muttered ruefully as his aunts hugged him in relief.
"Looks like your big brother didn't want anything bad to happen to you." Piper said fondly, looking at her baby son, and smiling proudly at him, and Chris wriggled out of the arms of his aunts, both of whom were in danger of choking him all over again, picked up Wyatt and hugged him close.
"Thanks bro." He said in relief, and Wyatt made a happy noise.
After all, that was the brother he was here to save.
There was then a noise from downstairs, and Piper looked down at Gregg and Jenny, who were both struggling to their feet, and raised her hands to end them once and for all, and Leo did the same thing.
"Mom, dad..." Chris said scoldingly, and Piper looked hatefully down at Gregg and Jenny, who were both on their feet and looking up at Piper in fear.
"Piper, I..." Jenny whined, tears in her eyes wondering how she was trying to get out of this one
"Witches, how did you get here, how is he alive?" Gregg demanded in horrified shock, and both ran for it.
"Stop them!" Piper barked, not wanting to let the ones who had just tried to murder her son escape.
But Chris was gone, and landed just behind them as they reached the top of the stairs.
"Hey, asshole!" Chris yelled, and Gregg turned in fright and Chris blasted him with his powers, and he flew across the stairway, slamming into the wall, thudding down and then rolling to the bottom, unmoving.
Jenny looked at him in fear and shock, wondering how this could be happening as the guy she fancied advanced on her, looking murderous as Piper and the others dashed down the stairs.
"Chris, please, I only did it because he wanted me too, I know you're not a bad witch, you're good, please..." Jenny begged desperately, and Chris glowered at her.
"That might have them fooled, but not me. That act gets old rather quickly when you have a brother pulling the 'poor little me, he made me do it' routine. No Jenny, you helped him do all this, you brought him here in the first place, and this is all your fault." He snarled, and Piper watched as her son closed in on the girl, trapping her at the top of the stairs.
"Please Chris, you're a good person, you like me really, you know I didn't mean this to happen!" she wailed, tears in her eyes, and he looked at her hatefully.
"I am a good person. Which is the only reason you're not dead. But I don't like you. I hate you. I loathe you. You disgust me. And you did mean for this to happen, you meant for him to kill me because I rejected you. You're as bad as your uncle." He said, and Jenny screamed angrily at him.
"You're horrible! You're meant to be a nice boyfriend, but you're mean to me! You treat me like dirt, like I'm repulsive!" she screeched angrily, stamping her feet up and down.
"That's because you are, you ungrateful, backstabbing, manipulative, murderous little bitch." Piper snarled, raising her hands to either freeze or blast, she didn't care witch, Jenny had come into their home, forced Chris out and had nearly gotten him killed.
"You're all horrible witches! I'm going to tell everyone what a bad boyfriend you are, no one will date you again!" Jenny balled, her fists clenched and she waved them up and down in the air again.
"Suits me. And I'm not your boyfriend." Chris snarled, and she looked at him furiously, then looked at Piper hatefully.
"This is all your fault! You stole him from me! You horrible witch, you drove Dan insane and you stole Chris from me!" she balled, and ran at Piper, but she didn't even get to take two steps.
Chris had reacted instantly when she had made a move for his mother and had blasted her backwards, sending her tumbling down the stairs, her screaming in pain as she did so before landing in a heap at the bottom with her partner in crime.
"Bitch." He spat, and Piper and the others joined him and his mother pulled him into a loving hug, rocking him slightly.
"Shh, it's alright, it's over now honey, you got them, you're safe." She said, feeling the tears on her tshirt as her shaken son shook in her grasp.
XX
Chris was back to normal after a cup of strong tea, and he was watching cheerfully as Darryl arrested Gregg and Jenny. They were both beaten up and bruised by their tumbles down the stairs, but they weren't critical, so Leo had decided to let them suffer.
"They're witches, evil witches, with powers!" Gregg yelled as he was carted off.
"Yeah yeah, I believe you." Darryl said sarcastically as he vanished from the house.
"You're a mean boyfriend...but you're so dreamy...will you wait for me?" Jenny asked brightly, and Chris looked at her contemptuously.
"No, you maniac, I hate you. Course I won't wait for you." He sneered, and she burst into tears as she was escorted from the house.
"Don't worry sweetie, I'll keep her from any you, big or small." Piper promised, glowering at the girl as she left the house.
"Yeah, that little tart needs a good kick up the behind. At least she can see her uncle every day now." Paige said, feeling horrible about herself as she stood next to Chris.
"Can't decide who's the worst off then, her or him." Phoebe mused, and Chris grinned.
Darryl oversaw the two prisoners being locked into the car, then turned to them.
"Boy buddy, you sure know how to attract wackos. You ok?" he asked in concern, and he nodded.
"Yeah, I'm fine now." He assured him, but he could see Leo's concerned eyes.
"You weren't though. Chris you were officially dead when we got to you. That was far too close, and if Wyatt hadn't helped..." he said, his voice shaking, and Chris hugged his dad fondly.
"It's ok dad, you got me in time." He assured his father, a small part of him relishing in the fact that Leo, the man he had used to despise, was crying at the thought of nearly losing him.
"Either way, what you going to do about exposure?" Darryl asked in concern, and Leo sniffed.
"Don't worry, they'll forget that the girls are witches...may forget other things too, but I'm sure some old friends will soon ensure that they're as crazy as Dan is." He said, looking to the ceiling, and there was a jingle of consent, making Chris grin.
"It was close then?" Darryl asked the boy, and he nodded, looking unhappy and scared.
"Yeah. If Wyatt hadn't blocked my powers, I could have gotten out of it." He lamented, and Phoebe squeezed his hand reassuringly.
"If he even jokes about doing that this time round, he's getting his powers bound." Piper snapped, vowing to find some way to undo the block on Chris' powers when he was in trouble as soon as she could.
"Yeah, but he did save me. Sort of let me know that the good big brother is there, always existed, that I can save him, that he wasn't just born evil." Chris said happily, smiling down at his sleeping baby big brother.
Darryl smiled, and looked at all the girls.
"Alright, any other insane exes I should know about, before they try to kill this poor kid again?" he asked, and after a bit of consideration, all the girls shook their heads.
"Nah, I think we're good." Phoebe said cheerfully.
"Yeah, all my major exes are accounted for. Dan's tried to kill him, so has Gregg, so has Leo...I think he should be safe now." Piper said fondly, eyeing her son, who smiled.
"Good. Poor kid. And next time he tells you someone is no good, do us all a favour and listen to him. Got it?" he asked, and the sisters squirmed guiltily.
"Yeah." Paige said sheepishly, and he grinned.
"Alright, take it easy Chris. Try not to get killed for a while." He said, clapping the boy on the shoulder, as he left the house.
"So let me get this straight. The niece of the man who tried to dominate Piper's life and make her into something she's not, and also tried to kill my son, comes to the house, and you let her stay?" Leo asked of Paige, who winced.
"Yeah, it was admittedly, not my best move." She said sheepishly, and Chris grinned at his father.
"Understatement of the century there." He said.
Leo smiled and continued on.
"Said niece of insane murder is an emotional, spoilt little brat, who develops a crush on Chris, and then kisses him and has a temper tantrum because he doesn't like her, and then you three throw him out to make her life better?" he asked, sitting down on the couch beside his son.
"Yeah. I didn't even think when I did it, how Chris would see it. I just thought it would be better if he was the one who was gone, make life easier. Honey, I never meant to make you think I was throwing you out again, I didn't think how it would upset you. I'm sorry." Piper said sadly, laying Wyatt into his cot.
"It's ok mom." Chris said softly, enjoying the smile he put on her face.
"And then you refuse to believe his warnings, despite her proving herself to be a stupid, nosey, spoilt little pain in the ass, and as a result, her and her holier than thou companion nearly kill my son between them, while she fondled his nearly dead body?" Leo demanded, and Phoebe looked slightly sick.
"Yeah, we did all that. We're sorry baby!" she cried in her baby voice and wrapped Chris in another hug.
"Get off me!" he protested in amusement.
"I promise that the next time you tell us someone is bad news, we will listen to you sweetie." Piper said, and Chris grinned smugly.
"Thank you. God, it's bad enough that I always had to revise extra hard to get any attention round here when I was a kid. Now I have to nearly get myself killed to get listen to!" he exclaimed, and the sisters all looked at their shoes, and while he was still smiling, Chris stroked his neck self consciously.
"You ok?" Leo asked in concern, and he nodded.
"Yeah, it's just...it scared me even more this time. Being so helpless against insane mortals...someone we know later on once told me that the worst bad guys they faced were humans, they're by far the scariest. No powers, nothing, just destructive and evil humans, usually insane too." Chris said, and Leo nodded.
"Yeah, I know. Give me a demon any day over humans. Usually we can't even get rid of them for good like we can demons." He said, his brow furrowed as was his wife's.
"Guys...thanks. You know, for what you were going to do to them. You shouldn't have even thought about it, but...thanks." Chris said meekly, and Piper smiled at her son.
"Honey, they had just killed you. I don't care about any of the Elders damn rules, if they had killed you, they would have died." She snarled, and Chris smiled.
Looked like his mother was going to be even more overprotective this time round.
"I see you're still a mommy's boy though." Paige said teasingly, and Chris shrugged.
"Yeah, so what? I'm most like mom anyway." He said defensively, and Leo grinned.
"Any chance of you being even remotely a daddy's boy?" he asked hopefully, and Chris shrugged.
"Don't know, keep playing your cards right and we'll see." He said, as Phoebe's phone rang, and she groaned and shut it off.
"Elise. Sorry Elise, but we just rescued my nephew from being murdered, you can wait." She said firmly, and Chris grinned at her.
"Thanks aunt Phoebe." He said, and she smiled.
"That mean you still like me?" she asked hopefully and he nodded.
"Course I do. All I ever wanted was for you and dad to care about me the way you cared about Wyatt." He said quietly, and Leo clapped Chris' shoulder.
"And we will buddy, I promise you'll have a decent dad this time round." He said, and Paige looked at him curiously.
"Um, am I in the bad books? I feel so bad, this whole thing was virtually all my fault." She lamented, and Chris nodded.
"Yeah, it kind of was." He said remorselessly, and she hung her head, making her sisters and Leo grin.
"But you didn't know she was a psycho, so I suppose you can be let off just this once." Chris said with a grin, and she sighed in relief.
"Thank god. But don't worry, I won't invite anyone else to stay here as long as I live." She vowed, and Piper smiled.
"Good idea, save them from trying to kill my kid again." She said, looking at Chris protectively, and Chris rolled his eyes.
"Mom I'm fine." He assured her, but she shook her head.
"Hardly. Your mother threw you out, you went and hung around in the underworld for days, and then you were almost murdered all over again. That is not being fine. You aren't leaving the house mister." She said, and Chris shook his head while Leo smiled.
"Well, it is technically your fault that he left the house in the first place anyway." He pointed out, flinching at the filthy look she gave him as a result, while the others laughed.
XX
This time it was dinner that Chris made them all, and it was only the next day. They had heard that both Jenny and Gregg had had their memories wiped, they didn't know about them being witches, and both of them were in the same place as Dan, Jenny muttering about how she and Chris belonged together and Gregg muttering about God's work. Curiously, they were also being tormented by the same spirits that had forced Dan to be strapped into a straitjacket as he kept smashing off the walls while charging at spirits only he could see, and from what they had heard, Jenny and Gregg would soon follow suit.
Chris had made a vegetarian lasagne with enough cheese to induce a heart attack, but everyone was happily tucking into it. Darryl had come with Sheila, who had wanted to meet the newest Halliwell, and had muttered to Paige that a small part of her couldn't blame Jenny for obsessing over Chris, which Paige resolved not to mention to her eldest sister. Victor had also arrived, and had been horrified to learn that his grandson had nearly been murdered again, yelling at Piper for her lousy taste in men, Phoebe for her lack of common sense and Paige for her crappy taste of house guests, and was seriously considering hiring Chris a bodyguard as he ate his dinner. Paige and Chris were having a nearly violent disagreement about Star Wars and Star Trek, but it was clear that both of them were enjoying themselves as they argued. Phoebe was spooning mashed up cheese to Wyatt, who was giggling as he ate it, so she assumed that Chris' lasagne passed his exacting standards. And Piper and Leo's eyes kept meeting over the table, smiling softly to each other, then looking proudly at their son.
He was a Halliwell through and through. And very soon, there would be a baby version of him too. And either way, Piper was determined that no one, mortal, demon or otherwise would hurt either version of her baby again.
Smiling at him proudly, and knowing she was going to drive him crazy over the next few days, she watched as her son outwitted Paige and tricked her into admitting Star Wars was superior. He definitely had her brains at least. Thank god.
She looked at him, at Chris, at her baby boy, safe once again, happy, loved and home where he belonged, and smiled.
The end!
Chris just seems to attract psychos where ever he goes doesnt he? But at least Jenny, Gregg and Dan are locked away where they cant hurt him anymore. Once more, apologies to any devout faith readers with Gregg and what Wyatt does in the future, no offence intended to anyone.
At least everything is back to normal now, Chris is home, the girls are happy, no one is trying to kill them, their relationship is stronger than ever, and the nut jobs are gone. All in a day's work I suppose.
So, hope you enjoyed, privately I enjoyed Past Mistakes a little more, but this was still fun too, I would probably like it better if i didnt have a killer headache.
Anyway, hope you liked reading, I did writing, thank you for all your lovely reviews, and please read and review this final chapter!
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