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Reading Chris' Letter	By : KarmaKiller20 Category: 1 through F > Charmed Views: 4232 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do not own the TV show Charmed, its characters, storylines, etc. That all belongs to the good people over at the WB. Also, I do not and will never own the movie Titanic, which belongs to James Cameron and Fox or whoever. I dunno.

Author's Note: Now, I know that the sisters found out about Bianca in the episode "Chris-Crossed," but for the sake of this fanfic, let's just pretend that whole thing never really happened, hmm? And yeah, I apologize in advance for the lack of lemony-goodness in this chapter, but that won't really come into play until the last chapter. And on that note: Please, oh please won't you review? *Makes puppy dog eyes*

October 19, 2006 Update: Wow, I can�t believe how long it�s been since I posted this story! Man, over a whole year! O.O Anyway, I was a bit bored, so I decided to check my story for any grammatical errors that may have fallen through the cracks. And like I just said, it�s been a whole year since I posted this story� and, well, a lot�s happened since. First, a young cousin of mine was shot at a party and passed away, leaving a small boy fatherless. Then my uncle passed away this spring, and a few months later my grandfather passed away as well. I�ve decided to call it quits with my best friend, whom I met some 16 years ago at preschool (though he�s too dense to realize that I�m no longer talking to him). My relationship with my father is waning, due in large part to the fact that he can�t stop his subtle hints of superiority. Gas prices are really high. I�ve gone from having three jobs this spring to having none in the fall. I got into a huge spat with my sister over a flat iron. I�ve been under so much stress that my grades have suffered greatly, rendering me unable to receive FAFSA. I currently have 401 movies in my Blockbuster� Online queue. I�m on the computer so much, my eyes are currently on a throb-fest.

Sorry. I just needed to vent that stuff out.

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Story Title: Reading Chris' Letter

Chapter Title: What I Meant to Say....

Author: KarmaKiller20

Chapter Published: August 20, 2005

Word Count: Approximately 2,269 (about 5 full pages on Word)

Status: Complete

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Phoebe was busy cleaning up the mess that some rowdy patron left behind. The club had been closed for a few minutes now, and she was glad to be able to enjoy such silence. First, baby Chris' constant crying, and then a first fight breaks out in a whole month at P3. And to top it off, Sam had just quit, leaving her to clean up the entire club on her own. Phoebe was dead tired.

As she was going to grab the broom to clean up a glass that had broken on the floor, she noticed a piece of paper that was lying near where Chris stashed all of his bed stuff. She knew it was a letter. She also knew that she should be minding her own business, but since no one was around, she decided to help herself to a little break, and it looked as if she just found her reading material.

She sat down by the sisters' usual spot and opened up the letter. It was written in nice writing and she immediately noticed that it was dated in the future. Her gaze then went down the letter to see whom it was from. Bianca.

It read,

"Dear Chris,

I hope that you read this entire letter before deciding to rip it all up. If you do, then I hope that you can read about how very sorry I am. I never meant for things to get out of hand.

I'm sorry that I left with Matt to the party instead of you. It was just that you kept on telling me how you soo did not want to go. You even told me that if I really wanted to go, to take someone else with me!

But that's beside the point. I just want you to know that I never meant to hug him in front of you.... I should have probably tried some good old-fashioned violence when he tried to kiss me.... I love you more than anything and I hope that you find it in your heart to forgive me, and please realize that I was just hugging him goodbye.

If you can, I hope that you can meet me at our usual spot tomorrow morning. I love you so much and I can't wait 'til we get married!

From your wonderful wife-to-be,
Bianca
XOXO"

'Wait--' Phoebe thought. 'Chris was getting married? To a demon?! Oh, my God. Just wait 'til Piper finds out...! If she finds out....'

Phoebe loosely placed the letter in her back pocket and continued to clean the club. But after she realized that it was too much for her to handle, she called for Paige to lend her a hand.

After they were done, Phoebe made a beeline toward the bathroom, telling Paige to wait so they can leave together. Phoebe didn't notice the letter pop out of her pocket, but Paige sure did....

~:~

Chris was thrown unceremoniously through the glass door as Learsi, the new freak of the week, came poofing into existence, and into poor Chris� life. Ugh, today was soo not his day.... As he was helping himself up, he heard a few more battle sounds, followed by Learsi�s screams of agony, and Piper groaning a �Finally!�

Chris sighed and dusted off his behind as he walked to the sisters. �I thought the plan was to use Paige as bait, not me,� he said with a raised eyebrow at the girls. Piper turned to leave to the stairs and headed to her room while Phoebe went to the kitchen, claiming she left Jason hanging on the phone.

�Yeah, well, that�s what can happen in the heat of a battle: plans change,� Paige commented with a smirk as she playfully patted Chris� shoulder.

Chris rolled his eyes. �Whatever.� He turned to leave, but it seemed like Paige wasn�t done.

�Hey, no! Wait! I wanted to talk to you about Bi--� But Chris had already orbed somewhere else, obviously not in the mood to discuss with Paige whatever it was that she wanted to discuss.

��Bi� what, Paige?� It was Phoebe. Oops. She appeared behind Paige, arms folded as she carefully studied Paige�s reaction.

�Uh, Jason hang up?� Paige tried to sound casual, which clearly wasn�t working as Phoebe walked a couple steps closer.

�Yeah. Guess he got tired of waiting for me to come back to the phone. So what was it that you wanted to talk to Chris about?�

�Um, well, what I was about to say to Chris was that he needed to be more careful next time, is all. Damn kid nearly ruined a whole month�s worth of planning, that�s what! That damn... kid,� she lied, and added a swing of her arm and a nod for good measure.

Phoebe raised her eyebrow at this. �Uh-huh.... Well, I�m going upstairs to see if I can still reach Jason in Hong Kong."

�Yeah, well, I�ll be right here.... Just... talking to myself,� Paige said to no one in particular as she noted that she was now alone in the room. �Great, just... great.�

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Several Days Later....
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Chris sighed for the umpteenth time; this was really getting him nowhere. Here he was, watching Titanic (of all the movies!), while he could be out searching for whomever it is that turns Wyatt evil. But noooo! Paige had to insist that they start a family movie night, and conveniently (to her, anyway) chose the mawkish movie because, she claimed, Leo had �the cutest tushy ever!� Although, secretly, she chose said movie in an attempt to soften our dear unsuspecting Chris, making him more susceptible to her �let�s talk about Bianca� chats.

But already less than an hour into Titanic, Chris was having trouble keeping his attention focused. He looked at the screen, where currently some hoop-dee-doo, attention-starved redhead was, in Chris� point of view, pretending to attempt suicide by jumping off some railings. (Didn�t I mention she was attention-starved?)

�How cold?� the girl from the movie asked.

�Freezing,� Mr. Cute Tush answered. �Maybe a couple degrees over. You ever been to Wisconsin? They have some of the coldest winters around. I grew up there, near Chippewa Falls. Me and my dad would go ice fishing. Ice fishing is where you--�

�I know what ice fishing is!� she answered back. Psht! Yeah, right!

�Sorry,� Mr. Glorious Rump apologized. �You just seemed like kind of an indoor girl. Anyway, I fell through some thin ice and I'm telling ya, water that cold, like right down there,� he motioned downward with his head, �it hits you like a thousand knives stabbing you all over your body. You can't breathe. You can't think. At least not about anything but the pain.�

At this point, Chris had enough with Se�or Exquisite Fanny. Ugh! What the hell did he know of pain? Ooh, poor baby! Feel into some nippy waters and felt pain! Yeah, right. �Cause that�s soo much worse than living under the evil rule of an evil tyrant who just so happened to be one of the most powerful beings on the planet! Yup, it sure is.

�...Which is why I'm not lookin' forward to jumping in there after you,� continued the scruffy shlub. �But like I said, I don't have a choice. I guess I'm kinda hoping you'll come back over the railing and get me off the hook.�

Chris just rolled his eyes, and without so much as a word, got up from the couch, proceeded up the stairs, and was already halfway to the second floor when Paige ran to catch up.

�Wait!� exclaimed Paige. �Where are you going? The movie�s just started!� Chris could hear the slight panic in her voice, but chose to ignore it.

�Yeah, so? Tell me how many times you�ve seen the damn movie. Trust me, it�s not much to see the first time,� Chris held up his thumb, �not much to see the second time,� and now his index finger, �and Titanic 2 isn�t all that different. So with that in mind, I have actual important things to do, such as save the world, which would require me not to sit on my ass!� And before Paige could respond, Chris was already at the top of the stairs.

She sighed. This was really getting her nowhere.

�Okay, what was that about?�

Paige, having been startled, gasped and quickly turned around to come face-to-face with her empathetic sister, Phoebe.

�Um, nothing. I just thought he would really enjoy the movie. You know, soften him-- I-I mean, break down those emotional barriers he has put up in the recesses of his mind,� she said passionately (at this, Phoebe raised both eyebrows), �and... you know, open up to the magical... world of love....� Okay, not even Paige herself could believe the load of crap that had just spewed out of her own mouth. �Okay! So I found out he was in love and--�

�Wait-- what?!�

�Yep, that�s right: our good ol� amigo Chris, Mr. I-Don�t-Give-a-Crap, Mr. Even-C3PO-Was-a-More- Emotional-Robot, Mr. --�

�Okay! Paige! I get it. Now what�s this you were saying about Chris being in love?�

�Wait-- Chris is in love?� interrupted Piper. Apparently, she had overheard the commotion and decided to check it out. Both sisters looked at her. �You mean, Mr. I-Gotta-Save-the-World-So-There�s-No- Time-to-Be-Human? Mr.--?�

�Okay! We get it!� both girls exclaimed.

�Anyway,� continued Paige, �I have written proof that not only has our Chris been in love, but that he was also-- ahem-- engaged!�

At this, both Phoebe and Piper�s eyes grew in shock, although for different reasons. Phoebe knew she had misplaced Chris� letter, but she had assumed that she had just lost on the way to work, or maybe just in the street somewhere.

�Wait, how did you know that?� wondered Phoebe.

�Wait, why wouldn�t he tell us that?� wondered Piper.

�Wait, why aren�t you shocked?� wondered Paige.

�Because I read the letter too!� said Phoebe.

�Wait, what letter?�

�Not now, Piper. Paige, where did you get the letter?�

�How�d you know about the letter?�

�I just told you, Paige! I read it! Now answer me. Where did you get the letter?�

�I think it may have fallen out of your pocket when we were cleaning P3 that one day.�

Phoebe crossed her arms. �Paige, that was a over month ago! Why are you bringing this up just now?�

�Well, because....� She sighed, then looked around. �Wait, where�d Piper go?�

Both girls turned their heads and noticed that Piper was nowhere to be seen. They both just walked to the foot of the stairs and looked up, wondering if Piper had gone upstairs to talk to Chris.

~:~

�Chris, are you okay?� Piper asked quietly as she entered the attic. Chris didn�t even look up to acknowledge her presence, but she knew that Chris knew she was there by the way he tensed for only a second before resuming his thumbing through the Book.

Piper, for the life of her, didn�t know what led her up the stairs to ask Chris how he was feeling. She couldn�t describe why, but for some reason she felt herself softening up when it came to their laconic Whitelighter.

�Chris, I-- we know about your engagement.� Piper noticed that he tensed even more. �Why didn�t you tell us?�

Finally, Chris looked away from the Book and straight into her eyes. �I�m sorry. How�s than any of your business again?� he asked sweetly, although Piper automatically knew he was being unnecessarily sarcastic.

�Look, Chris, I know this may be hard for you to believe, but we do care about you. You can tell us anything.�

Chris� response was simply to resume his reading. Piper took a few steps forward (for she had remained at the door the whole time), and continued. �Chris, please; you can tell us anything. You can tell me anything,� she said in her best motherly voice, although why Piper had the sudden urge to be so motherly to the guy was well beyond her.

Chris quickly looked up. �I....� He then looked away, and Piper noticed how hard he was trying to hide his tears from her. So she did was her instincts told her: she walked up to him and hugged him. Chris, if possible, tensed up even more than what he already was, but after a few quiet moments, gave in and hugged her back.

And this was the scene that the sisters -- and Leo (no, not Monsieur Handsome Heiney) -- walked in on.

�What the hell is going on?!� Leo bellowed. He then ran up to the two and managed to successfully pry them apart.

�Leo, what�s going on?! What the hell do you think you�re doing?!� Piper exclaimed.

�Not letting the man be all over you like that, that�s what!�

�Leo, that�s not what was happening! I was only trying to comfort the guy. He--�

�I don�t care, Piper! I don�t trust him and I don�t want him being like that with you!�

�What do you care?! We�re not even together anymore, Leo! You have to learn to--�

Phoebe took a quiet step forward. �Um, guys?�

�What?!� both turned their heads to her and asked.

�Where�d Chris go?�

Everyone fell to an immediate silence and looked around the room, only to find that Chris was nowhere to be seen.

~:~

Atop the Golden Gate Bridge sat a lonely, heartbroken Whitelighter, contemplating over the fact that not only Leo would for now on really hate his guts, but the mother/son moment that he didn�t even know he craved had been ruined.

TBC....

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