Title: Memories

Rating: Paige-13, just to be on the safe site.

Summary: Futurefic. Chris 23rd birthday is coming. And with that, memories that he didn’t know he had came back to hunt him.

A/N: This is an idea I had and I don’t know how long it’ll take to develop since I’m working on two other fics and three transcripts, all at the same time. Despite the fact that I work full-time. But I hope this one is gonna be short. Well, at least this chapter is short. But the other (s?) is (are?) gonna be longer. Well, I’ll try. And just one more thing: This one is un-betaed. So all mistakes are mine. Just keep in mind that English is not my native language.

Disclaimers: Yep, they don’t belong to me. Although I’d really love to own Chris. Or Drew. Whatever. Just kidding. Sorta. By now I just write for fun, so please, don’t sue me.

Oh! This one is dedicated to us all, Chris-aholics!

Feedback: Please! I’d really appreciate.

Now, back on business.

Chapter 1:

Chris woke again with an odd sensation. He had once again had nightmares. In fact, it had been happening a lot lately.

The young Halliwell couldn’t say for sure when the nightmares begun. All he knew was that in the beginning he couldn’t remember anything, just the odd sensation. Sometimes, he thought, it wasn’t even nightmares, since he woke up with a feeling of comfort and even happiness. But lately these good sensations disappeared from his dreams. Sometimes he woke up calling his mother’s name. One day she actually heard and stayed by his side until he felt sleeping again.

Chris was staring absently minded at the ceiling. He knew his parents were worried about him. He could sense them pretty well. But strangely enough they didn’t ask Wyatt to talk to him as they usually do when they think there’s a problem with him and he doesn’t open up. But they called his aunts. And they locked themselves in the attic. Chris knew the rule. If they were locked there, none of the kids were allowed to get in there, unless they were called.

The brown hair boy covered his head with one pillow trying to come back to sleep. There was less than a month until his 23rd birthday and he was expecting something big for the day. His family had remarked that it was a special birthday to him, even though he didn’t know why. It wasn’t for Wyatt. After trying to ease him mind for a little more, Chris finally found his way back to dreamland, and then another dream begun.

With that, Chris woke up and called for his father.

Chris cry was so full of pain that not only Leo woke up immediately than Wyatt fell out of his bed.

Both, father and son orbed to the youngest bedroom, finding him covered in sweat and shaking.

Leo immediately sat by Chris side.

"Chris, what happened? Are you okay?"

The younger Halliwell didn’t answer. He couldn’t say a word. All he was able to do was looking at his father’s face. Leo and Wyatt exchanged worried glares, but Chris didn’t notice. He was lost inside his mind.

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened and Piper went into the room. She grabbed his younger son’s hand and begun talking to him, while she motioned the others to leave. Leo and Piper shared worried looks for a moment, something that caught Wyatt’s attention. Definitely, his parents had a clue for what was happening to his brothers. But for some reason, he was afraid to ask.

"You’ll be okay?" Wyatt asked his brother before leaving the room. Chris simply nodded, all the time resting his eyes on his mother.

When the two men left his room, Chris pulled his mom close to him, and resting his head on her shoulder, he manage to say to her in a whisper.

"Mom, I’m getting nuts..."

Tbc