you could meet someone who really loves you [ psl ]

[ghostlighter]

WHO greever & moleculars.
WHAT Calling his powers back in Chris-Crossed gets a little complicated as it calls someone else back with them...
WHERE The Halliwell Memorial Museum, San Francisco.
WHEN 2025. 6x10: Chris-Crossed.

Hear these words,
hear the rhyme,
heed the hope within my mind-Crash! The energy ball sailed right over his head as Chris ducked barely in

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[moleculars]

Piper could barely keep herself from slipping back into unconsciousness as her sisters muttered the spell to bring all the Halliwell magic to the forefront. Cole kept firing fireball after fireball at the Source. How? Piper could barely process it, but it was keeping the Source distracted and allowed them to use the only bit of magic he hadn't stolen away from them

[ghostlighter]

"Hey! What the hell happened?"

Chris couldn't breathe. The constant humming of energy balls cut off as Wyatt froze in tandem with his brother. They were both too shocked to react for one monumentally tense moment. Wyatt hadn't heard that voice in seven years. Chris couldn't believe he was hearing it now - what was she doing here?!

"Hey, someone answer me!"

Another energy ball formed-Chris could hear it-but the inevitable crash already a distant tune as he orbed downstairs, grabbed Piper's arm ("No time to explain, we have to go, Piper") and orbed out once again. He couldn't sense the other sisters there with her, which was either better or worse and he couldn't decide, but it made his job of running away much easier

[moleculars]

It all happened pretty fast for Piper. Being grabbed by a stranger and orbed out of her own house only sent her into panic mode.

She didn't recognise the greenhouse, or what was left of it, but she saw a wall and leaned against it as quickly as she could once the orbing has stopped. She still wasn't completely used to orbing, nor doing it so spontaneously, and felt her head was spinning from the travel.

Piper frowned, gathering some balance as the spinning began to slow down. "Who the hell are you?" Her hands were still planted firmly on whatever she could feel behind her as she tried to push away the feeling of lightheadedness and death glare him into some admission.

[ghostlighter]

"Who am I?" Chris repeated incredulously, before he really thought about the question. Two heartbeats later, he swallowed hard and stared at the woman in front of him, the one who would become his mother. Except... something was different. He was still unused to her looking so young in comparison to the Mom he had last seen seven years prior, but this one was different still from the one he had come to know in the last few months.

Something was wrong.

Slowly, carefully, trying to keep the dread out of his voice, he said, "I'm Chris, Piper. Your Whitelighter...?"

Adrenaline was leaving him and already he was beginning to feel a hollow lack of energy in his bones. Too much. Too much loss and change and hope and heartbreak. Now this? He picked up a hand to place it against his forehead-and stopped when he realized that the spell was still crinkled inside his tightly-closed fist. With a quiet exhale, he lowered the hand.

Too much.

[moleculars]

Piper kept quiet for a few heartbeats, trying to see if Chris was serious with his claim. "Unless you got lost in the mail, Leo's my Whitelighter." She paused. "Leo Wyatt." She figured he'd have to be infamous by now in the Whitelighter circles, having broken all the rules and then some. And if not, Piper's going to be even more pissed off with the Elders.

She finally pushed herself away from the wall and crossed her arms over her chest. She wasn't quite sure whether her powers were back from the Hollow, nor did she want to blow up the only way back to the Manor. "I'll give you an easy one. Where are we and why did you orb me out of my own house?" A beat passed. "Where's Leo?" If they've been given a new Whitelighter after everything they've done in the past twenty-four hours, she'll lose it.