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JADE 2
I had some disturbing nightmares. Chris wove in and out of my dreams, screaming at me for getting him killed, disappointed in me in getting myself knocked up – saying he doesn't want a kid and left me there sobbing on the sidewalk. I vaguely felt someone nudging me, gently shaking my shoulder. I opened my eyes ever so slightly and all the memories of today's events came crashing into me like a bus. I gasped and sat upright, hyperventilating.
Chris was there, sitting on the bed like he hadn't almost died a few hours ago staring at me through wide eyes.
"Chris, you're alive" I stated and threw myself in his arms, hugging him tight.
"Yeah, I'm alive" he breathed, hugging me just as tightly, stroking my hair. We stayed like that for a good minute and I couldn't help a few stray tears that escaped – happy ones of course – I've never been so relieved.
Chris grabbed my head and looked deep into my eyes. We still had close contact.
"What you said, before, is it true?" he asked analysing me though smiling slightly.
I nodded meekly tears still streaming down my face "yeah" and the next thing I knew I was back in his arms.
"We're gonna have a baby" he declared, laughing and I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm. Chris didn't mind – he is happy.
We stayed like that for a while as he promised he would be there for us and protect us no matter what.
We both lay down – him tracing circles on my stomach and we talked. I told him I was on the run when he left and how Wyatt caught me but didn't want to hurt me too much, he wanted the baby either to turn evil or bait for Chris. In turn he told me how for months he was their neurotic little white lighter and didn't tell them who he was. He told me what happened since he was conceived. What we both went through is overwhelming.
I looked at the clock and with a start realised it was near six o' clock at night. Chris followed my line of sight and chuckled at my response.
"yeah we should probably go downstairs my family will no doubt be anxious" and with that he jumped out of bed and picked me up, spinning me around and putting me on my feet. I laughed and he smiled. Chris took my hand and dragged me downstairs – much to my amusement.
Chris was full of life as we went downstairs, smiling and looking like he hadn't almost died a few hours ago. His family was sitting in the living room chatting amongst themselves when we appeared downstairs. The next few minutes there were tearful exchanges and hugs. We migrated to the kitchen where we all sat down and Phoebe offered to put on dinner since Piper was 8 months pregnant. She put on a simple dish of pasta and cheese sauce which I gotta admit was amazing, soon all of us had scoffed the lot.
"Well Phoebe we don't give you enough credit you're cooking is pretty good" Piper commented leaning into Leo's embrace. Hmmm. Maybe those two will get back together.
"You never know when a skill like this will come in handy" Phoebe replied smiling. The silence was soon cut short as Leo shouted "Yes" looking extremely happy.
"Dad what is it?" Chris commented looking a bit uncertainly at his dad.
"Gideon is dead, not just recycled but dead, dead" Leo replied. Smiles lit up on everyone's faces.
"Oh thank god" Piper exclaimed, rubbing her bulging belly. The next few hours there was celebrating and a generally relaxing evening. Leo, Piper and Paige were on one sofa, Phoebe was sitting on the chair and Chris and I were snuggled up on the one opposite. It was getting late – 9.30 – and Piper was beginning to nod off.
"I think I'm going to do to bed" Paige said raising herself from the couch. Soon we were all standing up, me leaning on Chris' shoulder.
"WAIT" Piper exclaimed and Paige turned quickly and we all went on alert.
"we need a place for you two to sleep" she exclaimed "from now on you'll stay here – especially in Jade's condition – I'll get the sheets and make up the guest bed…" she trailed off and was about to walk away to get the stuff but I remembered something.
"No piper it's okay… there's actually a place we can sleep" I explained but I only received confused glances in return – even from Chris
"My family has this safe place type thing, anyone from the family can activate it from anywhere and it becomes a part of the house – it'll save you room when the baby… I mean when Chris comes along. You remember Chris?" I asked him, holding his hand.
A look of realisation dawned on his face along with a faint blush tinging his cheeks.
"Um, yeah, yeah I remember it" and before long I felt my cheeks heat up and looked down at the floor as the families gazes lingered on us.
"So, how do we do it?" Phoebe asked, trying not to laugh. I breathed a sigh of relief as I felt the awkward moment begin to evaporate.
"Like this" I replied and walked up to the wall near the cupboard and muttered a quick spell. Light shot from my hand and on the wall appeared a door. I opened the door and we all peered in. In there was a basic double bed with bedside tables, some wardrobes, drapes hanging down from the window along with an en suite and a set of shelves containing books, photos and some memorable items sitting on the shelves.
"Well" Leo said "that is quite something" and all the rest looked impressed.
"It's a family sanctuary, created back in the 50's. It's come in handy a few times over the years – especially in the war" I said, trying to avoid all embarrassment.
They all nodded and we said our good nights with hugs and kisses on the cheeks. I waited for them all to migrate up the stairs and Chris and I wandered into the room – our room – shutting the door behind us.
My eyes fluttered open as I stretched across the bed before relaxing back on the pillows. I looked over but Chris was absent, but there was a little post it notes stuck onto his pillow. I smiled and picked it up.
Just gone through to get breakfast. You looked too peaceful to wake up. Chris xx
I shook my head, smiling and stood up out the bed, grabbing some fresh clothes out the drawers and throwing them on. I checked myself in the mirror and brushed out my hair. It cascaded in natural waves all the way down my back to my waist and my face had a fresh glow to it that it hadn't had in months. Opening the door I heard clattering from the kitchen so I knew people must be up.
I stumbled through hiding a yawn behind my hand as I saw Chris sat at the table finishing off a mug of coffee and Paige and Piper scuttling around and Wyatt was in his high chair, deliberately being fussy about his food.
"Hey" I greeted, startling them all as I settled into the chair next to Chris. Piper smiled, Paige waved and Chris took my hand under the table, causing me to blush.
"Did you sleep okay last night?" piper asked, slipping into her maternal, care mode.
"Like a baby" I responded, twirling a piece of hair around my finger. I saw Paige putting things in her bag as she rushed around looking for her keys and lipstick.
"Yikes, I'm late… anyone seen my cell phone?" Paige asked and Piper responded by rolling her eyes and pointing to the coffee machine.
"Over there Paige" and with that Paige scuttled over to collect it. Chris stood up, placing his mug in the sink and turning to face me, hands situated on front of the table.
"Want anything for breakfast? If I recall you have a liking for scrambled eggs with a sprinkling of pepper" Chris asked, but the thought of eggs made my stomach flip and for me to go immediately nauseous.
"Eggs?" I asked faintly, one hand on my stomach.
"Yeah or toast, whatever you want" he said. I just stared at him as my stomach did somersaults and Piper began tugging on Chris' arm.
"Um Chris sweetie I don't think…" Piper began to say until I sprinted out of the kitchen and straight into the en suite in the bedroom. The acid taste filled my mouth as I hurled into the toilet. Yep – the morning sickness has arrived with a bang.
The next hour or so was a nightmare. Chris held my hair and rubbed circles on my back as the morning sickness racked my body. Piper stuck her head in the door and handed me a glass of water but it didn't help. So Chris and I sat there on the cold bathroom floor – both feeling the effects.
When my stomach settled Chris helped me stand up and I brushed my teeth until my gums felt raw. I felt like crap and I knew the next sixth months were going to be hellish. Chris took my hand and gently tugged me into the kitchen and sat me down on the chair.
"If you even so much as mention the word eggs – I will punch you" I said playfully and watched as he smiled and ran me a glass of water.
"Got it – no eggs" he said but then a look of realisation dawned on his face. "I mean, no round or oval objects that are laid by a bird" he corrected and I laughed at his answer. Trust Chris to say something like that.
"So… is there anything you can eat? He asked as I placed a hand on my stomach.
"Mmmmmm, I think toast is fine" I replied and he nodded and kissed my forehead before setting to work.
The good news: the breakfast stayed down. The bad news: I started crying for no apparent reason over the fact that Chris made me breakfast. I have no idea why - but I did. Chris looked shocked and alarmed at first but took me into his arms. God, I'm acting like an emotional wreck but I was too busy crying to be embarrassed.
Well, this was going to be a long day!
So… chapter six is done. Don't worry the next chapter will be more dramatic with demons and such, after all this is charmed – when are things ever that easy!
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