Spending Time (Chris)

[Chasity Hanson]

Chasity was inside the nightclub sitting at a table with her drink in her hands as she smiled excited to finally be with Chris the elders let her go since it been weeks since she seen Chris, and every minuet she missed him a lot was going on in his life, but Chasity was there to pull him together and keep him from breaking himself. Her hair was half up in a clip shaping her face as curls fell down pass her mid back and shoulders this was one of their favorite nightclubs here is where she met Chris. Leaning back against the chair watching and listening to everyone in the club she wondered what Chris think first she disappeared, and now weeks to months Chasity was back. She left Chris a letter at his home that she written a few days ago a lot has changed since she died pretty much her parents even told Chris she died, but did not know she was accepted to be something bigger.

Chasity hoped Chris did not Mourn so much she was always watching him from the heavens where the elders were as finally she was able to go home where she belonged with Chris and her friends. Standing up moving toward the door she would wait to see Chris again god how he felt when he found out she died, but now she finally get her second chance at life, and she was not going to take it for granted. Stepping outside it felt so good to be able to breathe fresh air and feel cement on her feet as a smile left her lips closing her eyes. Some say she would look weird, but Chas was taking it as much as she could letting the wind blow sure she had nightmares and the visions did hurt, but she accepted them, and had to learn to live with the pain.

It scared her remembering they even had her funeral set up everyone came which was nice, but her heart ached not having Chris by her side up in the heavens and now months to weeks she gets to see Chris for the first time in a very long time, but knew it was good waking up digging out of her own grave it was like waking up from a horror movie. trapped in a box underground for months, but she did manage to clean herself up and look normal for once.

[Chris Halliwell-Wyatt]

To be 100% percent honest, Chris was not too keen on the idea of coming back to a place that held so many memories to him but it felt more a necessity than anything, she was the glue that kept him together, she was the only one he truly felt “man” enough to cry in front of; she was his other half and she had been ripped apart from him, NO ONE would ever take her place and though he was only 19, he was damn sure about that, no one understood him better than her.

Tonight would have been 2 years since they first met, right there in that same nightclub and stole his heart away in the moment he saw her, so beautiful with locks of curly hair on a side on her cheek, the young witch – at those time, he became whitelighter only a few months ago- feel in love truly for the first time. In the moment he first walked through those doors, he felt a powerful being but though he kept his senses alert, didn’t give too much importance to it, tonight it was a night to remember her, even if it hurt too much.

Immediately he moved toward the balcony, their spot and their “secret” place where the rest of the world cease to exist and were just the two of them in a crowded place; his head was low and the feeling of the being was close, too close he thought… it was right there in the balcony… Chris’s heart stopped beating for a second in the moment his eyes turned up, it was impossible, he thought, she’d recognized her even from behind but she was dead and this thing, it looked exactly like her.

He should have attacked, he knew that could easily be a trick from his brother but this thing even had her perfume, Chris opened his mouth to talk and chocked on them; tears filled his eyes and circled around her to get a better look… Dear God it was her! But despite what his eyes were seeing, Chris had to make sure so he called out her secret nickname sobbing and trying to contain the tear that by now were blurring his sight
“Beautiful?”

[Chasity Hanson]

Chasity felt Chris he was like the other half of her always keeping her happy and smiling he was her rock, and nothing could ever come between them. Yes he would always know where to find her the balcony was a place she always cherished. Chris was her light she fell in love when she first saw him, and to that point on it was history. She was the only one who called him Handsome was his nickname and for one moment her body went numb he was close and that both excited her, and made her heart race god she missed him so much.

Turning around she smiled hearing Chris as her brown eyes adored him with one of her brilliant smiles as she wrapped her arms around his neck hugging him close. "It's me Handsome god I have missed you" Chasity said resting her head on his shoulder in Bliss just about oh yes she was in love dearly with him. Grinning wiping the tear from his eyes at least now they can celebrate together. "I am home for good I was with the Elders in the heavens, but I been watching over you Chris and I know I couldn't leave you"

They both pretty much held each other together the love for him was more then emotion as her hand rested on his face stroking it softly. "Miss me I see" She laughed hugging him tight, and kissing him with passion her hands wrapped tightly around his neck kissing down his neck. "I am home"

[Chris Halliwell-Wyatt]

She was real, Chas was not a dream, she was standing right there in front of him and yet, his eyes couldn’t believe it “Miss you? I was lost without you…” When her lips founded his, a soft sigh scaped his lips and cupping her face he just kissed her as passionetly as he could; it wasn’t the same but now he understood what his mother felt when his sister Prue came back, he was whole again.
After the kiss was broken, she rested her head on his shoulder, Chris took a deep breath at his hair and caressed it softly as his brian was still just sinking in the idea of having her in his arms again, to think that he wasn’t going to go! Damn this destiny, he was starting to believe on what his Aunt Phoebe always says ‘Everything in life and in magic happens for a reason’ He giggled thinking that he’d have to tell her how truly right she was.
Cupping her face again, he separated her from him remmebering the words she said “The Elders?! You were with them? How come I never felt you there?”