I'm sorry I haven't updated in ages. My computer has misbehaved and I didn't get the chapter when my beta sent it back, so this hasn't been betaed.
It had been thirteen years since that day. Chris was now seventeen and knew what the purpose of his privates standing was. He had done what he promised and had protected Robin since that day. It wasn't that hard protecting her. He loved her. They were best friends, one was hardly ever seen without the other. Well, that was until the day before her sixteenth. She had signed out of the school, told everyone she was going to live with her aunt for a year and one minute before midnight, she had disappeared through a portal. Not to have been seen or heard from for a year.
The Halliwell family and Aiden knew Robin was going for her training, but it didn't make it any easier. Chris had missed her so much. He had stopped eating properly, had not slept properly. How could he?
Robin stayed at Chris' house as much as she was home and visa-versa. Whenever they stayed at each others house, they stayed in the same bed. Robin slept under the sheets and Chris slept above. Unless it was cold, then Chris slept under the sheets as well.
Even after a year of Robin being gone, Chris still slept only on one side of the bed. At the moment though, he was sitting up in the middle of the bed. His back was against the headboard, his knee was up and his sketch book was propped against his knee. The page of the sketch book was blank. He was supposed to be drawing something for Art class. It was his best class. But he had no inspiration. All he wanted to do was add more to the picture on the previous page.
Sighing, Chris ran his right hand through his slightly lengthened brown hair. As he drew his hand back, he spotted the fake gold band on his second last finger. Looking at the ring, Chris had to smile at the memory.
Ten years ago
Chris bolted through the front door and up the stairs the moment Aiden had opened the door. Chris hadn't even stopped to say hello, he had simply yelled it over his shoulder.
Chris bounced through Robin's bedroom door to find her sitting dead center of her bed with her Book of Shadows open in front of her.
"Marry me!"
Robin raised her green eyes to Chris. The large smile on his face said he was sinser.
"Marry you?" Robin asked in confusion.
Chris nodded. "My mum said you marry someone when you love them and want to live with them forever. I love you and want you in my life forever."
"You love your siblings and cousins too. Are you going to marry them as well?" Robin questioned.
"Their family, Silly. They will be in my life forever." Chris chuckled as he moved further into the room and closed the door. "Marry me! Please?"
"Mmmm, how?" Robin closed the book and hopped off the bed.
"Umm, I ask you a question and you say 'I do', and then you ask it back, I think," Chris explained.
"Okay," Robin agreed.
"Do you love me and want me in your life forever?" Chris asked, holding both of Robin's hands.
"I do. Do you love me and want me in your life forever?" Robin replied.
"I do," Chris answered. "Okay, the rings."
"What rings?" Robin questioned a frown on her face.
"These ones." Chris let go of Robin's left hand and pulled out two fake rings. The one meant for Chris was simply a painted gold band, the one meant for Robin was painted-gold, with three fake diamonds, one raised higher than the other two. Both had spells put on them so they wouldn't get ruined and they resized themselves to always fit.
Chris put the ring meant for him in Robin's left hand before slipping Robin's ring onto the second last finger on her right hand.
"Mum said the ring goes on the second last finger but I can't remember which hand," Chris explained.
Robin wordlessly slipped the ring onto Chris' finger before looking up at him. "Now what?"
Chris blushed before mumbling the answer. "Sealed with a kiss."
Before Chris could say or do anything else, Robin leant over and pressed her puckered lips against his.
"No!" Chris exclaimed. "The boy's supposed to kiss the girl." He then proceeded to lean forward and kiss Robin, his top lip slipping between Robin's lips accidentally.
Drawing back, both children wiped their mouths on the back of their hands. "Now we're married?" Robin asked.
"Yep." Chris nodded, before cocking his head to the side. "Was that your first kiss? It was mine."
"Ah huh. It makes you lips all tingly." Robin giggled before climbing back onto her bed. "Look at this demon. He's really ugly."
Chris climbed onto the bed and read with Robin until they both had nodded off. The rings still on their fingers.
Present
Sighing, Chris gave up on trying to draw a picture for Art class. He turned the page back one and looked at the picture drawn on the paper. Chris ran his fingers over the picture gently, not wishing to smudge the led.
The picture was of a wavy haired fifteen-year-old. She looked awkward in her own skin but her smile was confident and strong. Chris had drawn Robin how he remembered her but he knew she had changed. That's what scared him. How had she changed? Her appearance, he knew, had. Her species always felt awkward in their skin till their sixteenth. Before their sixteenth, they tended to be, in the females case, flat and un-developed.
As Chris tried to imagine a new Robin, a vortex of such appeared in Chris' room. Chris dropped the book on his bedside table and jumped up, ready to fight. A female figure walked through with weapons strapped to her legs. Not being able to see her face, Chris took a chance and swung at the mysterious girl. In an instant, the girl had grabbed his wrist and forced him across the room and into his desk chair.
As Chris sat, the vortex closed. The girl clicked her fingers and Chris' desk lamp came on. A smiling face swam into view as the light hit it.
"Robin?" Chris whispered in disbelief. The seventeen-year-old just kept smiling mischievously and Chris took that as confirmation.
Smiling widely, Chris jumped up, out of the chair and rushed at his friend, tackling her to the bed. Propping himself up with his hands, he looked down at his friend.
Her arms didn't resemble twigs anymore, her chest was full, her stomach flat and she had hips. Her clothing didn't sit on her awkwardly any more. The hipster, dark blue jeans and black tank-top fitted her like a glove.
Her face looked more mature. She still had only a handful of freckles sprinkling her button nose, but she didn't have the cute and innocent look anymore. It was replaced with a look of mischievous and seductive.
Robin giggled. "Get off me, you oof."
"No way! I have to torture you for abandoning me!" Chris exclaimed. He shifted so that he was straddling Robin's hips before he started tickling her.
Robin's laughter must have drifted down stairs because it wasn't long before Piper's voice could be heard over the commotion.
"Chris, I'm coming in, so be decent."
"We're not," Robin falsely informed her as she opened the door.
It took Piper a moment to register that Chris was lying on Robin and not some random girl. When she did, Piper squealed with delight.
Chris took that as his queue to get up as Piper rushed over to envelope Robin in a hug.
"Nice to see you too, Piper," Robin assured her, returning the hug.
Piper suddenly help Robin at arms length. "You didn't flinch! Why didn't you flinch?"
"Because," Robin said slowly. "I don't flinch anymore unless someone touches me and they love me whilst I love someone else."
"Oh, good, yey," Phoebe said, slipping into the room with Leo. "Come on, my kids are down stairs with Coop, Wyatt and Melinda."
"Oh, I was going to head home and see dad before I saw anyone else. I was just dropping by to say hi to Buzzy."
But… but… pwease?" Phoebe put on a puppy-dog pout to try and coerce Robin into agreeing.
"No, I should really see dad first. I'll come over after school tomorrow," Robin negotiated. "Chris, walk me home?"
Chris nodded as Robin darted over and grabbed a forest green hoodie of Chris' that was on his desk chair.
"Hey," Chris reprimanded.
"What?" Robin asked, putting on the hoodie. "It's cold outside and I sent my stuff off ahead of me."
Chris sighed in resignation as he and Robin left the room and snuck out of the Manor without anymore family finding out.
The two walked in comfortable silence all the way to Robin's house. When they reached the led light front door, Robin turned to face Chris. Stepping forward, she gave him a tight hug. When Chris returned the hug, the two were flat against each other, being able to hear the opposite's heartbeat.
Chris sighed again, in content this time. This most certainly was his Robin. She fit into him perfectly, like no one else could.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow, DD," Chris told her.
Robin nodded before kissing Chris' cheek and going inside.
Chris walked home with a large smile on his face. He couldn't be happier to have his best friend back in his life. To him, she hadn't changed, to everyone else, she's unrecognizable.
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Chris pulled into Robin's driveway but stayed in his Ute. The moment Chris had stopped the car; Robin appeared at the front door. She was wearing black jeans, a light blue top and a thin, tight, grey hoodie that was zipped up to just under her breast.
Robin said something to an unseen person in the house before smiling and jogging down the stairs to the car.
"Hey," she said, getting into the passenger seat.
"Hey," Chris tried to reply but got a face full of forest green material. "Thanks." Chris took off his seatbelt and put on the hoodie before putting his seatbelt back on and reversing out of the driveway. The two had done this on a daily bases before Robin left. Robin's familiar scent engulfed him. He had missed the smell of hot sand, sunflowers and charcoal that followed Robin in tolerable waves.
"What the hell is this?!" Robin asked, screwing up her face at the girly music coming through the speakers. Robin put her feet up on the dash and rested back.
"No clue,' Chris confessed. "Amberlie put some CD in."
Robin merely ejected the CD and threw it in the glove compartment. She then took out a CD she had bought Chris. "Nickleback," she declared with a nod of her head and a smile.
"Dark Horse," Chris agreed. It was old, but it was good.
Robin put the CD in and the two sung along. This was how they travelled to school. Not a word about Robin being gone was spoken. They didn't need to. What mattered was that she was back, and to Chris, she hadn't changed.
When Robin got out of the car, she shook her hair to get it out of her hood. Chris noticed this simple motion attracted a few, male, eyes. The boy looked at his friend to try and figure what the sudden interest was. Guys had never paid her attention before.
"What?" Robin demanded to know when she saw Chris giving her an odd look.
"Nothing." Chris shook his head. "You look nice."
"Thanks." Robin walked around the car and joined arms with Chris before heading into 'the prison' as Robin named it.
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