Future vs Past

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It had been a while since Chris and I spent time together.

I knew when there was something Chris got in his head, he didn't rest until he get it, no matter how much stressful that could get. If Chris could do it, he would until he finished.

I felt bad for him. He wanted to save our family and traveling to the past was a way to do it. We've been trying to stop demons left from right that could have potentially ruin our future, starting with the titans and so on. Chris had a big weight on his shoulders because he not only was trying to save his brother from becoming evil, he was suffering the end of his own parents' distrust.

When Piper Halliwell didn't like someone, she made it known. And so did Phoebe. It was something I admired from both women when I was growing up because that kept our family safe. It wasn't too admirable when it was done to us. Our family not trusting us was a punch directly to the stomach. I was a bit lucky, I'll admit. The sisters ended up trusting me bit more than Chris. Maybe it was because I introduced myself as a witch and Chris as a whiteligher?

I remember mom once telling me and my sisters jokingly how there had been a time they wouldn't trust an angel but Leo. I didn't think we would have landed on that same time.

I knew Chris had to be hurting. Specially when his own father was the worse. Chris could say he didn't care the treatment he was receiving from Leo, that he was used to not having a close relationship with him but I was a cupid. You couldn't lie to a cupid, specially a cupid specialized on family love.

Dad was a love cupid, he worked with couples, those destined to be together and sometimes he worked with love therapy. When I was born, mom didn't want us to face this type of love because she didn't want us, at some point to risk our hearts and do something that could potentially hurt us. But we also couldn't ignore that part of us. Dad would teach us what he knew but respecting mom's wishes and instead taught us that love wasn't only present on couples or lovers. Love was shown into mothers and daughters, siblings. Family. To be honest, I was the only one of my sisters to embrace all that teaching. Prue wanted to spread her wings and be a full cupid like dad, wanting to be part of people's love stories. But okay, she was the one with full control of her powers, who could blame her? She didn't want the aid wheels anymore, not like how I needed them as I was the one struggling with my cupid side. I always thought Prue resented me for that. Because of me, mom forbid us to go out there and join couples like a normal cupid would. Payton couldn't care less about her cupid side. She was good at controlling it yes, but she was more interested into being a witch.

And so, the three of us began to learn family love. It was why I was so connected with those around me, why I could sense them, why I could feel when they were hurting. For once I was better than Prue at something. At first I didn't know it was a power developing from my witch side that mixed with my cupid side, just like with Paige and her telekinetic orbing.

That power was the reason why I knew Chris was hurting from Leo's treatment. And that hurt intensified when Leo as an Elder shoved Chris into other charges. He was separating him from the Charmed Ones, he was impeding Chris to save Wyatt and I didn't like it.

Chris knew I could find him, no matter where he was or if he drank a potion to hid himself. I was so attached to his feelings as if he was a part of me that I easily found him, beaming toward the San Francisco's Golden Bridge.

My hair blew back as I didn't recognize the location at first, hugging my arms around my middle.

"You shouldn't be here" Chris told me, his back facing me. I knew him well to detect through that calm tone that he was seething, that he was hurting. "You've been beaming left and right too often lately, Bree. They'll figure out that you're different"