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this is chapter 3 - hoped you all like chapter 2...
"Max is my charge!" Chris stands up from his chair in shock. Piper and Leo stare in shock at their middle son.
"I'm fifteen, how can I have charge?" Chris asks them.
"Look Peanut, I now it seems strange but we were told you to will learn from each other," Piper explains kindly.
"But I'm fifteen and he's twenty four how can we learn from each other?" Chris asks.
That's what I'm worried about…Piper thinks with a frown.
How can I be around him…..he knows about…me and…about everything….I tried to….oh God……Chris trails off. With a look towards his parents he gets up and silently leaves the kitchen.
"Maybe we shouldn't have told him yet? He's been through a lot," Piper asks her husband.
"He needed to know, you heard what the Elders said, Max is a powerful witch and Chris is the one that needs to teach him how to control his powers," Leo explains to her.
Chris lies on his bed, this thoughts swimming through his head.
How can I have a charge...I can't protect him….I can hardly look after myself let alone a guy I've just met….and he is my teacher…that's gonna be awkward…what am I supposed to do at school….how do I act around him now especially since what I tried to do with him Friday night….even though he saved me………Chris' thoughts are so jumbled his head is spinning and he can suddenly feel Max. He is in his apartment.
I don't know where he lives, so how can I know where he is….Chris wonders. Chris closes his eyes to try and block out Max's presence.
Why can I not block him out…I can block everyone else out…..Chris wonders.
Why does he have to be stubborn…..Chris fumes, his thoughts turning. Chris stands and begins to pace to take his anger away.
Why does he always make me so angry…I dealt with everything yesterday with Bianca helps…Chris thinks with a sad smile. Chris thinks back to late Friday night.
Flashback
"Chris?" a voice asked, bringing him out of his trance. Chris turned with a questioning look and saw Bianca standing behind him.
"I sensed you," Bianca said, answering his questioning look. She moved closer to hug him, but put a hand on his shoulder instead. She watched as Chris started to shake, Chris curled and uncurled his hands to stop the shaking.
"Come on," She stated shimmering them out.
They appeared in Bianca's bedroom, She turned to him taking off his shirt.
"Shower!" she ordered, giving him a shove into the bathroom. Chris walked slowly over to the bathroom and got under the shower, letting the cold water wash all his sins over the last week away.
"What happened?" She asked gently as entered Bianca's bedroom in a pair of jogging bottoms, which he orbed in.
"Max, he shouted and screamed and told me I was a stupid little kid," Chris stated, his eyes tearing up.
"Well at least you've sobered up naturally this time," Bianca reasoned as she watched Chris pace the length of her room. Chris' hands still continued to shake, His body twitched.
"You need to try and sleep off what ever you've been taking...it's gonna be a long night," Bianca instructed.
What have you been taking…Bianca thought, making Chris hear.
"Just weed, I think," he replied as he scratched his head. Bianca nodded her head.
Chris suddenly leaned forward and emptied his stomach on to her floor. Over the next few hours Chris was shaken, vomiting and talked incoherent things. When the sun rose a shaking Chris awoke, Bianca has watched over him all night, like always. As the day wore on Chris' shakes slowed down and the vomiting stopped. By the time Chris returned home late on Saturday night he went straight to sleep the exhaustion of the last week and especially the last two days had caught up with him.
Chris comes out of his thoughts, with a sigh. Chris closes his eyes expecting to have to concentrate a lot, however he finds it easier to find him than he thinks and he orbs out.
"Chris?" a surprised voice asks. Chris orbs into a normal looking apartment. He turns to the voice; seeing Max cough out the water he must have been drinking when Chris orbed in.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," Chris comments.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Chris asks. Max watches closely as Chris comes closer to him.
"Piper told you, then," Max replies calmly. Sitting on his stool, putting his drink down.
"YES! But why didn't you! I've know you for two weeks now!" Chris says his voice rising a bit in anger.
"Kid, don't shout, it's not my fault, I don't understand how you can be my whitelighter," Max says back. Chris glares at him.
"Well, I don't want a charge, especially not you!" Chris replies. Getting right in front of him.
"Well, I don't want a fifteen year old trying to protect me!" Max begins to shout, now his own anger rising.
"You needed me last week," Chris snipes.
"I maybe new at this witch thing, but I don't need you as a teacher, obliviously your not up to the job!" Max screams back, jumping off the stool and standing hest to chest with Chris. Their heavy breaths mingle in the air in front of them. Max watches Chris' eyes as they are full with anger, which are reflected in his own. Chris orbs out, leaving a very pissed off Max in his wake.
Why does he make me so anger…Max fumes.
"Don't worry I know how Chris can be," Piper says as she shows Max the Book of Shadows, not realising he has seen it before.
My son is dead when he gets back here…Piper thinks fuming.
Suddenly a flutter of orbs appear, seconds later Chris forms in front of his mother and Max.
"Chris?" Piper asks sternly. But Chris ignores her and goes to the potion cabernet and pulls out a very potions.
There strong ones….Piper thinks.
"Where are you going?" she asks out loud, just as Bianca shimmers in.
"Let's go sexy," Chris smirks and orbs out, Bianca rolls her eyes, but shimmers out after him. Piper and Max stand there shocked.
"Wyatt!" Piper shouts.
"Follow Chris," Piper instructs. Wyatt nods and orbs out.
In the dark Underworld, Chris and Bianca stand facing about ten demons.
What's pissed you off so bad?….she asks
Nothing!…..I just need to let off some steam….Chris replies,
as he telekinetic throws a demon into a wall., with a wave of his hand. The demons rush the pair. Bianca begins to flame a few demons leaving the rest for Chris. Chris throws some and uses his telekinesis to use their fire balls against them. Chris begins to punch and kick as the next set of demons shimmer in. Bianca watches as Chris' anger begins to set in and he kills the demons more violently. Chris out stretches his hands to move the a fireball back into thee demon it came from, but a stream of ice comes from his hands. The demon is now covered in ice; froze in place. Chris does a roundhouse kick and smashes the demon into pieces. Chris continues to ice the rest and using his telekinetic to throw Bianca's dagger through all of them breaking them into pieces.
"You done now, cooled down enough?" Bianca asks laughing slightly, once the ice is now on the floor swimming around their feet; as water.
"I think so," he says smirking back at her.
"So, now the usually?" She asks. Chris replies by orbing out. Bianca laughs to herself and shimmers after Chris.
Wyatt suddenly appears out of thin out, from behind where Bianca was standing.
"When did Chris get Cryokinesis?" Wyatt asks the now silent Underworld, he looks around in amazement at the destruction that Chris has caused.
Wyatt orbs back to the Manor, appearing right in front of Bianca stopping her on the stairs.
"What?" Bianca snipes. Wyatt glares at her.
God why are you such a…..Bianca thinks.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Wyatt snaps.
"Tell you, what you don't know what goes on in my life," Bianca snaps back
Why would I interact with you anyway…Bianca fumes, she tries to move further down the steps.
"You're not going anywhere until you tell me when did Chris learn how to do that?" Wyatt asks threatingly.
"I'm not scared of you," Bianca hisses back.
"And if you want to know so badly go and ask him yourself," Bianca continues to hiss.
"Fine I will!" Wyatt shouts, pushing past Bianca and storming up to their room, where he senses Chris.
"Why didn't you tell me!" Wyatt shouts at Chris, who is sitting crossed legged floating above the middle of the floor; in between their beds; meditating. At Wyatt's shout Chris loses concentration and falls on his ass. Chris glares up at his brother from his position and slowly begins to stand.
Oh god please don't tell me you saw too…Chris thinks worriedly, outward he continues to glare up at Wyatt.
"Tell you what?" Chris asks strongly, all the time hoping it's not about Michael.
Wyatt would kill me…Chris continues to think.
"Mmm… I don't know what about you being about to turn things into ice," Wyatt says laced with a bit of anger.
"I don't tell have to tell you everything that goes on in my life," Chris says, his previous peaceful state completely gone. Chris sighs running a hand through his hair.
Oh it's just my Cryokinesis, not anything else...or thank God…I don't think I could handle another person finding out right now….Chris' thinks.
"Does mom know?" Wyatt asks as if telling Piper had just come to him. Chris raises one eyebrow.
Meaning no…Wyatt thinks making sure Chris can hear, Chris just rolls his eyes and rocks back on the heels of his feet.
Mom doesn't know a lot about me….Chris thinks sadly to himself.
"What you okay, how long you had it , you can control it well," Wyatt says at the frown that appears on Chris' face at his thoughts.
"Oh, yer, it's pretty easy to control, especially when your angry," Chris comments.
"And had it about two weeks," Chris states at Wyatt's look. Chris begins to smirk as he remembers how to found he had the power.
"Why didn't you tell me I'm your brother?" Wyatt asks.
Can he be serious….him…the fucking twice blessed, perfect son…the most powerful thing on earth….Chris thinks shaking his head, however before he gets to speak his phone starts to ring.
"Hey….okay...yer…that's sounds great...see ya in a bit," Chris speaks and then hangs up.
"Look I gotta go, can we do this later," Chris says and orbs out, leaving Wyatt with hundred questions swimming through his head, all of which Chris can't deal with right now.
"Sweetie, your sandwich is…." Bianca's sweet voice trails off and she glares up at Wyatt.
"What did you do?" Bianca asks.
"Nothing, I swear we were just talking and he got a call and orbed himself out of here," Wyatt replies.
"And he's blocking me," Wyatt continues as he flops down on his pouting.
"Stop, pouting," Bianca tuts, as she puts down the plate she was carrying and sits on Chris' bed; opposite Wyatt. Bianca watches as Wyatt closes his eyes and tries to find his brother again, but fails.
"When he wants you to find him you can," Bianca explains, Wyatt nods he head agreeing knowing what Chris is like. They sit in silence. Bianca scans the room, seeing Chris' clothes and books scattered across the floor.
"I just don't understand how come he didn't tell me?" Wyatt asks breaking the silence. Bianca looks at him, sighing.
"How could he tell you, telling you would be like saying that Chris got an A, so normal and everyday," She says with an eye roll.
"What! It's not like that a new power needs to be celebrated and you need training to control it, after when happened with Chris' telepathy, we're all carefully and tell someone when we have a new power, it's easier to find out about it," Wyatt begins to ramble, running a hand through his curly blonde hair.
"But Chris doesn't, he just runs around doing his own thing and hunting demons when shouldn't be," Wyatt continues to rant.
"Look, Chris has his reasons for not talking to you guys about stuff, I guess he finds it easier to talk to someone not in the family, it's easier for him to get an honest opinion from a person that doesn't think of him as weak and neurotic, okay well a little obsessed, but he needs it sometime," Bianca explains.
"I don't think of him as like that, he's my brother and I love him," Wyatt says a little but off by the Bianca was talking about Chris.
"I'm not saying you don't love him, but what I'm saying is you don't see the sides of him that I do or his friends do," She replies.
"Look I better go and see where he is cos if he's getting himself after the sleepless nights I've had, I'm gonna kill him," Bianca says with a sigh, shimmering out leaving Wyatt alone again.
What a great birthday this is…Wyatt grumbles.
As the Halliwell clan settle down for Wyatt's birthday dinner, you can cut the atmosphere with a knife. All the adults are worried about Chris' disappearance, but covering it up for the sake of Wyatt, well except for Piper who is fuming.
He's dead when he gets home….Piper thinks fuming.
The conversation is kept light and everyone seems to have smiling faces on.
As Sunday turns into Monday, Piper gets more annoyed as to where her middle child is.
"He didn't come home last night, he wasn't here for Wyatt's birthday, he not answering his phone, he could be dead in a alleyway somewhere and…" Piper tails off as she sits at the kitchen table with Phoebe and Paige, having just send the kids to school.
"Piper, you what Chris is like, he'll be fine, he'll stroll in here later as if he hasn't been out doing God knows what with God knows who," Phoebe states, as Paige nods in agreement. As they continue to converse, the phone rings. Piper answers the phone.
"Yes this is Mrs Halliwell…he didn't…at the moment no…but trust me that boy will be back home within minutes….okay …yes…bye," Piper says calmly, then hangs up.
"CHRISTOPHER!" she screams looking skyward. Phoebe and Paige cover their ears at the volume.
"Fine, it's okay, I don't need you coming willingly." she fumes.
"Power of the witches' rise.
Course unseen across the skies
Come to us, we call you near.
Come to us and settle here.
Blood to blood, I summon thee.
Blood to blood, return to me." Piper chants.
Seconds later, Chris appears. Piper just stares at her son, Chris stands watching his mother, Chris looks at her with confused, tired eyes.
"Oh, Chris…" Phoebe says getting up and hugging him, before Piper can shout anything. Phoebe hugs him tightly feeling all his pain. Piper and Paige exchange concerned looks as they watch as Phoebe hugs her Nephew and whisper calming sweet things into his ear.
A few hours later, the three sisters are again sitting at the kitchen table. Phoebe sits stirring her tea as two sets of concerned eyes watch her.
"He didn't say anything, before you ask, okay?" Phoebe says with a stern look at her sisters.
"Phoebe, he was out all last night doing God knows what, with God knows who and when he comes back you just embrace him," Piper states.
"Look I couldn't help it, he was in pain and angry I couldn't you just shout at him, Piper he needed someone." Phoebe states slowly sipping at her tea.
"Did you get anything off him, you know what it was about?" Paige asks, after watching her sisters. Phoebe sighs.
"He's always been hard to read….but, I don't know…it felt like it was the other Chris I know that sounds weird…but he did…the way he cried on my shoulder…the way he still wouldn't tell me…" Phoebe trails off running a hand over her cup in thought.
"I haven't thought about that Chris in ages….I mean sometimes I look at Chris and I can see him…like the way he rolls his eyes or the demon hunts," Paige explains, with her own sigh. Piper looks teary eyed as Paige mentions Chris and the other Chris, realising that she sometimes wonders if he remembers him and how much he acts and looks like him.
As the week continues, Chris becomes more withdrawn and the sisters continue to worry about him. Every time each of them try to talk to him, they got shot down or shouted at. Chris spends the next few days demon hunting or with Bianca trying to forget the things that he has done. On Wednesday Chris is lying on Bianca's bed.
Could you just talk to me or everyone… Bianca thinks as she sits at her desk typing away.
I just need to think after Sunday night...I can't talk anymore…Chris thinks back.
"So you still not talking? Have you told Michael?" Bianca asks. Chris lifts his head raising an eyebrow.
"They just keep asking me questions and I can't answer them," Chris finally responds.
Doesn't want to more like….Bianca thinks, snorting loudly. Chris rolls his eyes at her. Chris closes his eyes trying to block out the thoughts and feelings that are wondering through his head.
"Chris, come on?" Piper encourages a sulky Chris, watching Chris sit on the island work top drinking some water.
"Sweetie, it's Thursday and family night, please try, I want my happy-go-lucky, sometimes neurotic son back." Piper sys gently rubbing his knees. Chris watches Piper's hands, Chris looks into Piper eyes and offers her a weak smile.
"Thank you, now go and get changed, please I need you to look nice, we have guests coming," Piper instructs, pulling him off the work top out of the kitchen.
What I have on is great….Chris thinks, looking down at his ripped jeans and band t-shirt.
As Wyatt drags Chris down for dinner an half an hour later, Chris stops dead in his tracks when he sees a certain blonde hair.
Max!…..Chris thinks, gulping.
What's HE doing here…Chris thinks making sure his brother can hear. Wyatt turns slightly back towards Chris, thinking….
Mom invited him, you may not like him, but Bro he's your charge you need to get used to him being around…..
But I DON'T like him……Chris thinks back, rolling his eyes.
Chris he's a nice guy, give him a chance, please?...Wyatt asks giving his brother his best puppy dog eyes.
"Okay," Chris whispers, as Wyatt moves away from the stairs and into the living room, leaving Chris and Max looking expectantly at each other and Leo looking on from another part of the foyer. Chris takes a deep breath and sets his feet on to the foyer floor.
"Hi," Hey greets weakly, the smile never reaching his eyes.
I'm still pissed at you…Chris fumes behind his fake smile.
"Hey, look I know you're probably still pissed at me, but Piper invited me and you know how your mom is, I couldn't say no," Max Rambles.
Stop Rambling….you idiot….Max thinks to himself, not realising that Chris is a telepath.
"It's cool, okay, lets just have dinner," Chris says ushering Max and himself into the dinning area.
As dinner starts everyone sits in their place, makes small talk and some even share a joke, however by the time it comes to the main course, Chris is fuming and confused as to why Piper had to go and medal in his life, he was fine without a charge, without responsibility and however much Max liked to think he couldn't protect him, he could, maybe a little too much, maybe that's why he was so angry, so upset by the fact that this great guy has to be his charge and is off limits, in more ways than one. Chris sighs loudly, drawing attention to himself.
Oh shit…he thinks.
"So Chris, how was school today?" Paige asks.
What did I do at school today…wait did I go….Chris thinks, scratching the back of his head.
"Erm… not much you know class, lunch and then more class, until we are let free," he tries to joke.
"Would of helped if you actually went to class instead of just lunch," Piper states from the right side of him.
"I did," Chris defends himself.
No wait I didn't….oh well….Chris thinks with a shrug.
Like you went to English today...Max thinks.
"I was busy," Chris snaps looking at Max.
Wait! Can you…did you just…Max trails off in his thoughts as he watches Chris nod his head.
Realisation washes over Max' face as to Chris has heard everything he has thought tonight. He swallows the thump in his throat.
"You were busy when?" a voice asks from down the table, Chris doesn't even look at the person but replies,
"It doesn't matter,"
Chris finally looks back at his plate, moving his food around trying to calm his anger.
Your not eating, I'm surprised cos snogging your boyfriend all through classes must really tire you out and make you hungry…Max thinks with a raised eyebrow. Chris' eyes shoot up meeting the amused ones across the table.
And what's it to you…..Chris thinks back.
Absolutely nothing…Max thinks, breaking eye contact.
But I bet mommy dearest wouldn't be too happy…..Max thinks again, without realising it.
"It has nothing to do with you!" Chris shouts out loud, pushing his chair back and standing. Everyone in the room looks at him. Chris pulls his apologetic eyes at Piper.
"It does when you don't come to my class," Max says back, before anyone else can say a word.
"It's not like I need your class anyway, I have better ways to spend my time," Chris snaps back.
"I bet everyone would love to know what they are," Max snipes. Chris watches as his amused eyes come back into play.
"You wouldn't?" Chris asks more quietly, slowly sinking into his seat.
"No! I wouldn't because unlike you, I'm not that Childish!" Max shouts at him, standing and walks into the kitchen, leaving the table very silent, while a fuming Chris, jumps up and storms after him.
"You're the one that's being childish, oooo I know something about you so I'm gonna tell," Chris shouts, moving his arms in a flighty manner. Max watches him with an eye roll as he moves closer.
"And wonder why I don't want a fifteen year old as my whitelighter?" Max questions back sarcastically.
"I'd do a great job," Chris says truthfully.
"You wish," Max snorts, not noticing how Chris softened for a second. At this stated Chris' head snaps up in anger and shock.
"Oh God, you're so infuriating, why are you doubting me you hardly know me?" Chris asks with anger, standing right in front of him, chest to chest, just like four days ago.
"I just don't think you can handle me," Max says. Chris raises his eye brow up at the taller man and crushes his lips into Max'. Chris grasps on to Max' shoulders as Max pulls Chris slowly; by encircling his waist with his arms. As Chris pulls him closer and pushes his tongue into Max' mouth, Max pushes him away. Chris and Max's eyes open, Chris puts his hand to his lips and orbs out. Max lets Chris go, leaning against the kitchen table and takes a deep breath.
I can't believe he just kissed me…he thinks.
Piper slowly walks in seeing Max.
"Where's Chris?" She asks. Max shrugs.
"Look, I'm sorry I ruined dinner, so I think I betta gonna go," Max says quickly, leaving the Manor through the back door.
What the hell was that about…..Piper wonders.
"So this is where you're hiding," Wyatt states, on orbing on to the Golden Gate Bridge, after dinner to see Chris sitting on one of the rafters deep in thought.
"So bad Chris is back," Wyatt tries to joke, as Chris doesn't even bat an eyelid.
"Why didn't you freeze him?" Wyatt tries again.
"He's not worth it," Chris states.
Ok lets try again…Wyatt Thinks.
"So you gonna show me this power or not?" Wyatt asks again, Chris looks up hopefully. Wyatt calls him over, Chris slowly descends to the Bridge level. He stands next to his brother looking at the rafter he was just sitting on, Chris stretches his hand out and ice comes steaming out, freezing the rafter.
"Wow!" Wyatt says smiling at his younger brother.
"That's great, you've learnt to control it fast, it takes me ages to control my new powers," Wyatt congratulates.
"Really?" Chris asks naively, knowing the reality is that Wyatt has had most of his powers from the womb and doesn't even have to think about control, he can juts do it.
"Ye, so are you gonna explain why you and McHottie were screaming at each other?" Wyatt asks. Chris raises an eyebrow at the name for Max.
"Bianca, told me, although you know guys aren't my thing, right." Wyatt responds. Chris begins to chuckle.
"Don't tell mom about my power, please?" Chris asks.
"Okay, I promise," Wyatt promises, he gives Chris a brotherly hug.
"Could I juts suggest one thing though, you need to apologize to Max," Wyatt suggests. Chris sadly nods his head in agreement and orbs away.
Chris orbs in a normal looking apartment. He looks around and sees no one.
"Max?" he calls out. Chris continues to scan the living; which he orbed into. Chris sees a variety of photos of Max with people Chris has never seen before, a collection of CD's and DVD's which most of which Chris owns himself.
"Chris?" A voice asks, a distracted Chris turns to see Max only wearing boxers and wet hair and chest.
"What are you doing here?" he asks surprised.
"I came to…." Chris trails off as his eyes scan Max' toned chest, watching the water run down to his waist band of his boxers. Chris bites his lip and swallows the lump in his throat.
"Chris, look if you're just gonna stand there, I'm off to bed," Max says turning slightly.
"No!" Chris half shouts rushing over to him; around his couch and grabs his shoulder, turning max around to face him.
"I came round to say…I…." Chris starts.
"That I was right and you need to grow up," Max spits.
Wow you're still angry…..Chris thinks.
"You're the one that is still being childish about this," Chris spits back. Max looks down at Chris seething.
"I can't believe you, you go on about me, being childish, your fifteen and you…." Max trails off, backing away a bit.
"I what? What did I do that made you so pissed?" Chris asks.
"You kissed me!" Max whispers it right in Chris' ear. Chris' eyes go wide at what Max has just said and the feel on the breath on his ear.
"If you didn't like it, then you why did you kiss me back,?" Chris asks turning so their faces are inches apart. They stand starring at each other. Just their breathing echo through the apartment. Chris slowly leans in, giving Max a peck on his lips. Max watches Chris as he allows himself to be kissed. Max pushes Chris off him.
"Chris, we can't do this!" Max states. Chris opens his eyes and sees Max watching him. Chris rubs his arms up and down Max', puling him closer, Chris pushes him up against the wall, crushing their lips together. Chris runs his hands over his toned chest, which makes Max moan, as Max runs his hands through Chris' hair. They break away for air after a few minutes, Max undoes Chris' shirt and throws it on the floor surrounding Chris' feet. Max sucks on Chris's neck and collar bone, Making Chris cling to him and shiver, Max then pulls Chris down the small hallway into his bedroom.
So that what Chapter 3 - what you think- Review!!
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