The Neighbors

Phoebe was sitting on her bed flicking through channels, sorely disappointed that she couldn't find anything good on. She was bored so she turned it off and tossed the remote to the side. Then she flopped backwards.

She really needed to find something to do. That's when faint emotions appeared in the attic. They were extremely faint she almost didn't sense them. Immediately she knew it was Chris. He was the only one she knew like that.

To relieve her boredom she decided to go see if she could help him. With that she left the room and went to the attic.

Expecting to see Chris she was surprised to see a young woman standing there. She was mud stained if not blood stained though her clothing all appeared clean meaning she'd changed without showering.

The woman seemed disoriented and confused. Then her attitude changed. She grew cold and all of her faint emotions left. The young woman ran towards Phoebe and Phoebe prepared to defend herself from the young woman's attack. Instead the woman dodged around her and ran swiftly down the stairs.

"Chris, Paige, Piper, someone," Phoebe yelled as she followed close behind. The young woman hesitated after the first name but sped up when she got to Paige and definitely when she said Piper's name.

"What's wrong?" Chris asked as he appeared in front of Phoebe while Piper and Paige left their consecutive rooms. The woman stopped frozen before slowly turning around. Piper raised her arms to blow her up.

"Chris?" the woman said, her voice hesitant. Chris paled as he turned. He didn't see the woman but his mother and motioned to her not to blow the stranger up. Then he looked at the young woman. His eyes grew wide as did hers.

Then she fainted. Chris was by her side without hesitation, catching her before she fell to the ground. '

"God V, what did Wyatt do to you?" Phoebe heard Chris mutter as he picked her up in his arms.

"Chris, who is that?" Piper asked and he looked at Piper.

"Laveda, Laveda Clay," he stated and Piper's jaw dropped as did all of theirs. They all knew that Gina Clay from across the street – a witch – was pregnant, a couple months along already.

It was surreal to see her being cradled in Chris's arms.

"She needs healing, I'm taking her to magic school then I'll bring her back here for some rest," Chris stated. Before waiting for a response he orbed out.

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Chris held the sponge in his hand. Her top was gone to reveal a plain white bra. He tried not to get the material wet as he went around it. He tried to imagine it was a bikini top but a part of him couldn't think of that. The last bikini she'd worn had been a long top and a skirt bottom so it didn't really help.

Most of the major damage was gone but bruises remained. He cringed every time she flinched in her sleep. Her blonde hair was soaking wet as she laid in that tub. He'd already cleaned her hair, showing how blonde it was naturally. However, her natural red high lights streaked through it when light caught it.

That's when Vida decided to stir. She fussed for a moment before her blue eyes opened and her hand reached out, grabbing his throat.

"Who are you?" she demanded. "What are you? Are you one of Wyatt's Demon minions?"

"It's me, V," Chris rasped and her hand squeezed tighter at his throat.

"Liar," she stated. "Christopher Perry Halliwell was killed the same day his fiancé, Bianca Reynolds, was by Wyatt. He was turned into a pile of ash." His eyes grew wide, not expecting that. "Now, I'll ask you again, Who are you?"

"See," he stated and her eyes locked on his. Then a hand went to his temple and he focused on them growing up. He showed her some of his best and worst memories. After a few moments her hand released him and she fell backwards.

They sat in silence for a bit. Then she happened to look down and jumped.

"Chris," she said. "Why is my shirt missing and my skin damp?"

He blushed slightly as she looked on him with scrutinizing eyes. "You were covered with mud and Blood. Once I got someone to heal your wounds I figured you might want to feel clean after however long Wyatt had you in that state."

It was her turn to blush this time and she looked down.

"Thank you," she stated before her face growing cold once more. She looked up and he saw only a slight bit of emotion hidden in the back of her eyes. With that she stood up. "If you don't mind, I can finish washing myself."

He nodded before walking out of the room. However, he stood at the door, feeling completely at a loss. Before he knew it he found himself reaching out with his normally blocked empathy.

At that moment his mother and aunt Phoebe came around the corner with Wyatt, arguing about something or another.

Pain seared through his system. He felt a hollow consuming ach tearing at his very soul. It was so horrible he double over clutching his chest. His heart felt like it would stop from the pain.

"Chris," Piper called running over to him while handing Phoebe little Wyatt. "What's wrong?"

He couldn't speak so he pulled his empathy back, reigning it once more.

"I'm fine," he stated, straightening up.

"You weren't a few moments ago," Piper stated.

None of them noticed Laveda open the bathroom door, dressed in a pair of gray sweat pants and a white tee-shirt.

"Stay out of my emotions, Christopher Perry Halliwell," Laveda demands. "You use your empathy on me again and I will kick your ass so hard your power of Resistance won't help you."

"V," he states as she looks at him coldly. "Talk to me. What's wrong?"

"Wait, what empathy and what the hell is Resistance?" Piper demanded and he looked at his barely pregnant mother before rolling his eyes.

"Christopher is an extremely powerful empath who can control who and when he reads emotions from. Resistance is actually high resistance, it means he can get tossed around without getting injured. The more people beat him the less it affects him. Torture doesn't hurt him," Laveda said and he cringed. "Wyatt tried. Every blow affected him less and less till they could no longer penetrate his skin. How much do you really know about Christopher's true strength?"

Chris looked at her in shock. She was about to tell them everything.

"He can orb, is telekinetic, nothing else besides what you just told us," Phoebe states while bouncing Little Wyatt.

"Your son takes after you, Mrs. Halliwell. He has Molecular Immobilization as well as Combustion. He can also sense his charges, a power you forgot about but I'm sure you are aware of. Other powers include Glamouring himself. Then there is his telekinetic-orbing. There is also his Combustive-Orbing, the cross between his father's Orbing and your Molecular Combustion making him super powerful. He also can cloak himself and others from Evil thanks to his Elder side. That Elder side also grants him Thermokinesis, hovering, Lightning Bolts, Light Manipulation and a connection to charges. Did I forget anything?" She asks looking at him.

"You forgot my invisibility, Omnilingualism, and my Remote Orbing," he told her.

"Of course, how could I have forgotten about them?" she asked, her voice cold.

"You have what?" Piper asked and he shook his head.

"Laveda, a word in private," he states moving to her side. She grabs his arm and he orbed out.