Charmed: Chris and the Future

Chapter 10

Bianca awoke with a slightly foggy head. She felt warm. Too warm. She turned her head slightly and she was looking at Christopher Halliwell. He was wrapped around her. His head on her chest, his legs entwined with her own and his arms draped over her body. She moved slightly in the hopes of getting a better view of Chris. She moved so their bodies were still entwined with one another, but she was looking straight at Chris. Her movement stirred Chris and he lazily opened his eyes. He saw Bianca then smiled. “Good morning.” He slurred. She smiled. “Good morning.” Chris leaned up and Bianca followed him. They both sat up staring at clothes that had been flung around the room the previous evening. Including Bianca’s bra and underwear and Chris’ boxers. “Umm…Well I have to be honest I have never been in this type of circumstance before. Not the sex. I have obviously had sex before. I’m talking about the whole helping an ex-assassin and then this.” He says whilst using his arms to indicate the creased clothes. “Me either.” She said. “But I would probably do that again. The sex, that is. Not the whole assassin thing.” She smirked. She looked at Chris and he was smiling too. They laughed. They were then interrupted by the sound of Chris’ phone. Chris rolled his eyes and cancelled the call. “Is something wrong?” Bianca asked. Chris sighed, once again. He pulled Bianca into his arms so that they were laying down again. With her head on his chest. She used her hand to stroke his smatter of chest hair. “You know, what I was saying before about Wyatt always being referred to as ‘the twice blessed child’ and me being referred to as the ‘the other one’?” “Yeah…” Bianca replied, reluctantly. “Well, I-I finally voiced my opinion about this whole thing yesterday to my family. While you were buying the food…” He sighed. “And now Wyatt is calling me every hour on the hour. And it is just freaking annoying, and he isn’t getting the message of ‘I don’t want to talk’.” He blurted out. He seemed to visibly relax. Bianca looked up at Chris, and kissed him tenderly on the lips. “Your family now know what is troubling you, so they can talk steps to fix it. And hopefully make you feel better. And Wyatt is calling you because he is worried about his brother. Just send him a message. Saying ‘I will talk when I want to, I just need time to think’ or something.” She lifted his chin down so they were looking into each other’s eyes. “Everything will sort itself out. Take you the advice you told me. Everything will get better, you just need to let it.” Chris smiled and kissed Bianca, lovingly.

 Chris was in his mother’s restaurant chopping onions and dicing carrots and putting them in the freezer, ready to be used in the future. When he heard the familiar sound of his mother’s voice bellowed through the restaurant. The door flew open and his mother eyes stared at him. “Chris.” She whispered. “Hey.” He replied. Chris put down the knife he was currently holding to chop some onions and turned to face his mother. Piper ran up to him and hugged him fiercely. “Thank God!” She said. Chris returned her hug. She pulled back and she examined him from arm’s length. “We need to talk about what you said last night.” She said. “Mum…” He said, not wanting to talk about this now. “I am not arguing you. We need to talk. Now.” She orders. He sighs. Piper tugs at his hand and brings him into the main restaurant and they sit at the bar. She glances towards, the new waitress, Tori. “Hey Tori,” Piper says. Tori turns her head and says “Yeah, Piper?” “Could you give us a minute?” “Sure.” She puts down her cloth she was holding and leaves the restaurant, presumably to grab a coffee from the Starbucks next door. Piper looks at Chris. “How long have you been feeling this way?” “What way?” “About me and your father ‘comparing’ you and your brother.” He rolled his eyes. “Since I could understand the English language.” He comments. Piper looks hurt and taken back. “What?” She whispers. “I mean, I have always felt like I get compared to Wyatt. I’m always known as Wyatt’s brother. I’m never known as ‘Chris’.” He says. “Do you feel like me and your father point this out a lot?” Piper asked. “I think you point this out at every opportunity you and dad get.” Piper gasped. “Chris, you can’t think like that. We love you, your brother and your sister equally. We love all of you so much!” Piper exclaimed. Chris looked down. “It doesn’t feel like it…” He mutters, quietly. Piper opens her mouth to reply. But Tori walked back into the restaurant, holding a Starbucks takeaway cup. With ‘Tori’ scribbled on the side. When she saw Piper and Chris’ reactions, she apologised. “Oh, I’m sorry. Am I back to early? I can leave.” She said. “No, it’s okay. I was just leaving.” Chris said, while stepping off the bar stool. “Chris?” Piper asked. “There is some carrots and onions diced and chopped in the freezer. Okay? Bye mum.” He grabbed his jacket and left the restaurant. Leaving Piper completely dumbfounded.