Chrissy.W.x wrote:That was a really nice update. I love how Phoebe places the psychologist... *lol* I wonder what happens when they go to the library and find the distressed Steve there... But for now I will focus on other characters...

And another Note: First my parents kept me busy, then my computer froze on my and then the forum didn't wanted to work for me... That's the first time I had no luck on Friday 13th...
Sorry for the delay, but now here you have my update...

Love your update!!! And as for Phoebe and Nicki finding a distressed Steve in the library... Well, read on...
And sorry it took me so long to write. I haven't exactly been in a writing mood lately. But I hope you like it!!!

Chrissy.W.x wrote:It had taken Odin a moment to get a hold on his fellow Elder. Silas had been in a meeting with a new whitelighter who had just died a couple of hours ago, and need now some guidance to accept his new situation. But now he had been able to drag his friend to his private room and told him what had happened, while Silas was pacing in front of him.
"That's not good," the blonde Elder sighed when his friend has ended his report. Then he stopped his pacing and turned to face Odin: "So Christopher is here because of a spell... So why doesn't he write an reverse spell?"
Silas for God's sake, I'm not stupid... of course we already tried that."
"Well... I guess then we can't do much. I mean, if this spell was meant to show him his way in life with the burden of the sword, then maybe he's here to just achieve that..." Silas then said and finally sat down on the couch where Christopher had sat before.
Odin sighed and nodded: "I'm afraid you're right..." he looked down at his white carped and noticed some dark spots, probably from when the kid had been up there with him earlier. He smiled about this. But then his thoughts turned serious again. "I just wonder if we can help the boy through this in any way..."
Now Silas sighed, but he also didn't know what to do. Then he suddenly frowned: "What about Chris?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if he's really in the future... don't you... I mean, I'm sure this will be a fun experience for him, to know how his life will turn out, but... Doesn't he risks his future by being there. The knowledge itself of what will happen can be enough to let it not happen...?"
Odin thought about that for a moment. Then he shook his head: "No... not Chris. He knows the consequences of time travel first hand, he will be able to handle the information he'll get in the right way, I'm sure."
Silas sighed again: "I hope you're right..."

Christopher just smirked at the source. Somehow the way the demon looked was amusing, and nothing compared to the Belthazor he was used to. But still there was a question to answer, a question that actually hurt him a little.
"You really think I'm that stupid? I tell you what, I DID learn my lesson. I won't spoil my future again, so stop worrying and go and mind your own business."
The source eyes the young man, his face unimpressed. But inside him he felt conflicted. On one had he wanted to tip his head of for his lack of respect, but on the other it amazed him who careless he talked to him - the source of evil. Somehow that let his hopes rise for a future where there would be a closer contact to the Halliwells, something he wished for since Chris had been down in his cave with the kids.
"So what is it that you ant to do then? It sounded like you wanted to solve things for Steve and..." Julian then said.
But Christopher interrupted him, his arms folded in front of his chest. "No... That was not my intention," he said glaring at Julian before he turned back to Belthazor. "As you already found out I'm stranded here, and I hope he could help me find my way home, since the Steve I know is always a man with good ideas... And in turn I wanted to help him by giving him my ears, voice and sympathy. I simply wanted to support him. But what he feels mostly right now is left alone with his problem... Because YOU actually send him away."
Now the source sighed: "We had to, through we don't like this more than you do. But Steve is * bound on killing the whole clan that there is nothing we could do to change his mind."
Christopher now nodded. Then he said: "So I take it you want him to accept what he is... Well, maybe that's something I could do, talk to him about it... subtile of course."
"So this actually IS the right way? For him to accept that he has a dark side?" Julian asked.
The witch-Elder now smirked: "Sorry, can't tell you that... Future consequences."

Meanwhile in the Future...
When Bianca pulled him into a hug Chris instinctively put his arms around her waste to hold her close. It felt good, familiar. It was the first thing in this weird future that felt absolutely right. He breathed in her scent, which hadn't change at all, and before he knew what he did he kissed her.
It was a slow kiss, but full of love and passion, from both sides. But right then one year old Liam claimed the attention for himself again and let out a cry. Chris quickly pulled away and when he realised what he had just done, he looked down to his shoes, blushing deeply. "Sorry..." he muttered.
Bianca just smiled at him as she rocked the little boy a little to make him clam down. Then she said: "Oh no... Don't be sorry for making me feel like I'm 30 again."
Chris couldn't help but smile, still he wasn't able to look at her. "Maybe but I shouldn't have done it... I mean, you're his wife not mine and..."
Now Bianca laughed, making Chris look up at her feeling even more embarrassed. Then she said: "Really Chris, you're incredible. But believe me when I tell you, if your older version would have mind this, then he would have been here to stop you. And technically I am your wife, so stop worrying."
The Elder-witch nodded, his face still red like a tomato. Then - to change the topic, he asked looking at the small boy: "Can I have him."
Bianca looked from the kid to Chris and said: "Sure... actually you can change his diaper..."
Chris smiled at this and nodded: "Sure... I'd love to." But before he went over to the stairs he looked at Bianca again: "I meant what I said. You are perfect, and I’m so proud that you are my wife. You are more then I every hoped to have."
Now it was Bianca who blushed. "Thanks," she muttered, "but I have to give that compliment back to you, because I’m proud that I have you... And the wonderful kids you gave me."
Chris grinned. "Yeah I already heard that we had been really busy on that part," he said making Bianca smile again.
Right that moment the door was opened again and young girl, maybe 12 or 13 years old entered the manor. She was dressed in a light blue dress with matching shoes and handbag, and her dark blonde hair was pulled back into a pony tail while some streaks were falling in her face, hiding her green eyes.
"Hey Prisca," Bianca greeted, "How was your date?"
The girl looked up and her and made a face. "Remind me to never go out with a boy again until they start to grow facial hair at least..." This statement made the woman laugh and even Chris had to smirk. Somehow he liked this girl right from the start.
But then he wondered: "Sorry, but... would you mind telling me who you are?"
Prisca looked at him as if he had grown a second head. Then she stated: "Your sister, idiot!"
Chris looked back at her shocked, his smirk vanished, his face blank. Sure she looked a lot like Piper through her hair was more Leo’s... But still all he could say was: "My what?"

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:And as for Phoebe and Nicki finding a distressed Steve in the library... Well, read on...
And sorry it took me so long to write. I haven't exactly been in a writing mood lately. But I hope you like it!!!

Kirianna Ledräen wrote:-Back in the present...

- "Well, I hope you remember that when you're talking to him." Julian told Christopher, not liking that the young man knew things that he didn't.
- "Hey, I can handle it. I'm part Elder, after all. Telling people things without telling people things is my specialty." Christopher said, his smirk growing into a mischievous grin. C*cky brat. Belthazor thought, shaking his head. He stepped closer to Christopher, hoping his size would intimidate him.
- "The future is hanging on how vague you can be. Don't screw it up!" He told him, scowling.
- "Easy, Red." The Elder-witch snickered, putting his hands up in concession, and moving around Belthazor. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. And being vague is an art..." He caught himself as he saw Phoebe and Nicki heading to the library on a monitor. "...form that... I gotta go." And he orbed away.
- Julian looked at Belthazor, not knowing if he should be happy they found a solution to the problem that was Steve, or worried that the future might get screwed up again.

- Christopher orbed into the library at Magic School, and quickly located Steve, who was looking through a book. "Steve! We gotta go. Now!" He said urgently.
- "Why? What's going on? What did Julian want?" Steve said, getting up. Christopher moved next to him, ready to orb him somewhere else.
- "No time. We have to go now!" He said agitated, looking back at the door, knowing Phoebe and Nicki would be coming through it at any moment.
- "But why? What's going on, Chris...?"
- "Nicki's coming." The man from the future said, cutting Steve off. Steve, now worried himself, quickly took Christopher's extended hand, and they orbed away.
- And they reappeared on top of the Golden Gate Bridge.
- "Wow. So this is what it looks like from up here." Steve said, taking in the view. He'd heard others, like Chris and Paige, talk about coming up here from time to time, but he'd never been here himself. And he was amazed at the view. Christopher, meanwhile, sat against one of the pylons, and let out a sigh of relief. Glad he didn't have to worry about his empath aunt finding him out.
- After a few moments more, Steve finally turned to Christopher. "So why did you bring me up here? And what did Julian want?" He asked, curious.
- "Well, this is a perfect place to think. And we have a lot of thinking to do. Especially if we are to solve both our problems." The young Elder-witch said, motioning for Steve to have a seat near him, and they started talking.

Chrissy.W.x wrote:"DING! DONG!"
Piper sighed and cleaned herself to answer the door. Still with the towel in her hands she opened the large piece of wood to look into the eyes of a woman about her own age with blonde (?) hair. "Yes?" she asked.
"I'm sorry to disturb you," the woman said. "I'm Mrs. Parker (I don't know if we gave her a name in part 12, but I needed one right now, in case we did, I’ll change it later... sorry), I'm seeking for Mr. Chris Halliwell."
"Well, he isn't here, Mr...?" Piper tried to remember where she had heard that name before.
"Oh... Well..." Mrs. Parker sighed. "You see, this is about my daughter Annie. Chris, he takes her to this special school once a week for 2 hours and then he brings her back home after that... But he hasn't done so far today and I was just getting worried and..." Now the woman was close to tears.
Piper had understood who she was as soon as she had heard her daughter’s name. Annie. That little girl who was able to see the aura of magical beings, through she was still not magical, not at all... Chris had told her a little about her, also that he took her to magical school so that she learned to deal with her ability better. She and her sisters even had met that girl once, and she had told her that she would shine in a bright yellow, "as if she was a sun"... Phoebe on the other hand was just red and pink, while Paige was "as colorful as a meadow full of summer flowers."
But still this woman was standing at her door so Piper pulled herself out of her thoughts and asked her in. "Take a seat," she said and lead her to the living room. Then she turned to the ceiling and yelled: "Chris!" Nothing "CHRIS PERRY HALLIWELL GET YOUR A*S DOWN HERE YOU HAVE A VISITOR!"
Again nothing...
Piper sighed while Mrs. Parker looked shyly around. "Ok," the Charmed One said then, "seems he's out of reach but we'll get your daughter... Don't worry." And then - turning to the ceiling again she called: "LEO!"

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Sorry for quoting myself, but I hadb to write this since it was bothering me since a week now and needed to be written down.
Jen, I know you wrote that they immediately started talking, but I thought giving Steve a moment to enjoy the view and calm down would be more real. I hope you don't mind.

Chrissy.W.x wrote:Steve sighed as he looked over the city. It was a really nice view, calming.
Christopher had watched him for a while, not saying anything. He knew Steve would need a moment to calm down, get used to this place. He could clearly remember how he had felt when he was up there the first time. He remembered how Leo brought them, and how Chris was waiting for them with a picnic. He had been four back then...
But after a while he felt like it was time to start. So he sighed and said: “So what exactly is your problem...” And when Steve looked at him frowning he added: “I mean, I got it that your demonic family wants to get to you but...”
“They aren’t my family,” Steve interrupted him, his voice filled with anger.
The witch-Elder just shrugged: “Yeah... whatever...”
“No Christopher, I mean it,” the half demon went on, “They are rude and dirty and disgusting, they are animals, and the attacked Nicki! I’m nothing like them. They aren’t family. Mom is family, and Nicki is, and Tom and Veronica are, and even you in a way... but them? No NEVER!”
Christopher had just looked at the man with out any sign of reaction. He just looked at him blankly while Steve’s anger rose with every word. Now that the demon-Elder (or whatever you should call him) stared back at him, his eyes shining with fury, but without saying any other word, he asked: “Finished now?”
At this Steve jumped up angry: “Do you think that’s a joke, or what? Are you thinking ‘oh let’s make some fun of Steve while I’m in the past’ or something?”
“No,” Christopher said, still calm, through the other one was standing over him now, his eyes shining dangerously yellowish. “I just sit here because I want to help you but for this I need some more details. So when you finished your rant then it would be nice if you sit back down again and tell me what’s going on.”
For a moment Steve just started back at him without a sign that he had heard what the witch-Elder had said, then he blinked and while his eye color turned back to normal he sat down again. Then he sighed and muttered: “Sorry...”
Christopher just nodded then asked: “So...?”
Steve turned to look over the city again. “I don’t know,” he began, “I mean, since the day I found out that I’m half demon... it never really mattered to me. But when those bastards came and attacked Nicki...” he sighed again and looked down at the ring on his finger. It matched the engagement ring that he had given to her on Christmas, just in this case the N and the S were engraved at the inside of it. “I love her so much, you know? She means everything to me. I doubt I’d be able to go on without her. And when this demon attacked her and I found out that...” Again he sighed. “I just want to marry her, build a family... I just wish they’d be all dead so that we could live in peace... But right now I’m not even sure if she still wants me.”
“Well,” Christopher said after there was nothing more that his friend said, “as far as I know you and Nicki are married since... since forever. You’re happy together, always have been.”
At this Steve looked up: “Really? Do we... do we have kids in the future?”
Now the witch-Elder realized what he had said and clapped his hand over his mouth. “Oh sh*t... Chris will kill me.”
“I won’t tell him,” Steve said as he jumped up again, and Christopher could see that he was about to lose his control again.
So he turned away from him and looked over the skyline of the city, and said as calm as possible: “I can’t tell you... I’m sorry, I‘ve already said too much.”
Steve just looked at him, now with hurt shining in his eyes. “They why are we here, when you won’t tell me anything?”
“I didn’t say that,” Christopher replied looking back at him. “I just said I can’t talk about the future, but about things related to this time we CAN talk.” He made a short break to watch the changing emotions that were visible in Steve’s eyes. Then he asked: “So what do you think why they are after you?”
“Why? Well, because they want me to join them, because they wanna use me, because I’m one of there own?”
“Are you sure?” the witch-Elder asked. “And if so, why now? Why not years before?”
Now Steve sighed and sat back down again. Then he looked at Christopher, his eyes now sad and helpless. “I don’t know...”