This fic takes place in the future before Chris came back to change it. It will focus on Chris and Bianca's growing relationship, but lots of other characters will be appearing along the way.

As it begins, Chris (19) and Bianca (21) have been going out for 3 months and neither one knows the others real identity. The sisters are all dead, Leo is 'up there' and Chris thinks that Wyatt is studying at magic school- not yet realizing that he has turned. Chris lives with Victor at the Manor and, reluctantly following in his fathers footsteps, has recently been assigned charges.

Rated PG-13 because of this (as possibly later) chapters

Disclaimer- I don't own Charmed :)



"Chris, don't you think we should slow down?" Bianca asked breathlessly breaking away from their feverish kiss. "I feel bad- I mean, what if your Grandfather-"

"He's out till late, it's only 7:30, don't worry."

Bianca gave him a small frown, but it quickly turned into a grin as she looked into her boyfriends enchanting green eyes. Her stomach always did flip flops at the sight of him like this- so full of love and desire- she had no choice but to give in. "Alright" She whispered quietly, before pushing him down roughly onto the couch where they began to kiss once again.

She tenderly began to undo his shirt between kisses and she soon found herself starring down at his perfect chest-he may have been somewhat on the lanky side but that suited her tastes just perfectly. She let out a moan of want and drew towards him once again. She was amused to see a slight blush cross Chris' cheeks as the situation began to heat up…but his embarrassment did not last long. He soon began to pull up her shirt and was about to pull it over her head, when a voice coming from the kitchen made them both freeze.

"Chris? Christopher? Are you here?" a male voice called.

"Shit." Chris swore under his breath "It's my father."

Chris and Bianca drew apart quickly, and both attempted to put their clothes back in order. Taking a few breaths to calm him self down, Chris stood up slowly and faced the kitchen doors.

Seconds later, Leo burst through. "There you are!" he exclaimed, the relief evident in his voice.

Chris was glad to see that he had not arrived in his ridiculous elder robes.

"I need you to-" Leo trailed off as he noticed Bianca sitting on the couch looking rather disheveled. "Oh, hello." he said, tensely addressing the girl. "Who is your friend Christopher?"

"This is Bianca, we met at school, she just came over to watch a movie."

Taking her cue, Bianca stood up, smoothed down her shirt and shook Leo's hand. "It's very nice to meet you Mr. Wyatt." She said in her friendliest voice.

Leo, however, did not return her kindness and quickly let go of her hand. "Chris, can I talk to you in the kitchen for a moment please?" He asked

"Sure Dad." Chris replied, forcing a smile. "I'll be right back Bianca."

With that, Leo and Chris walked silently in the kitchen, leaving the girl feeling uncomfortable and alone on the couch.

As soon as the kitchen door was tightly closed, Leo turned to face his son. "Explain yourself, Chris." He demanded his voice low and his arms crossed.

"Explain what?"

"Explain what you were doing out there with that girl- you have duties Chris and you cannot be wasting time with some floozy you met at a human high school."

Chris glared at his father and tried his best to suppress his growing anger. "She's not just some 'floozy' she's my girlfriend- we've been going out for three months! Maybe if you bothered to come around more often you'd have known that."

"I don't care who she is" Leo cut in, his voice rising "She is a distraction you cannot afford."

"Oh, and why not?" Chris challenged, eyes flashing at the man who always managed to infuriate him.

"Because, like it or not, you're a Whitelighter, Chris. You have charges and obligations! That is where your priorities must lie."

Chris scoffed "Look who's talking- it's not like these obligations stopped you from marrying Mom- against the will of the elders I might add."

There were several seconds of silence.

"Marrying?" Leo gasped, his eyes widening with a mixture of fear and surprise "I will not have my boys marrying floozys! You're better than that, beyond that!"

"I will marry who ever I damn well want." Chris hissed dangerously, more angered than he could ever remember being. His father had no right to prod into his personal life like this, after showing almost no concern for him during the past 19 years. There was tense pause as father and son locked identical sets of green eyes.

"Fine." Leo said suddenly, his voice full of controlled anger "I don't care what you do."

"You never have," Chris shot back "Why start now?"

Leo chose to ignore his son's last comment, and tried to regain his composure- Elders were supposed to be calm and collected beings. "I came to tell you that the Elders request that you see them as soon as possible." He said, his voice now serenely formal.

With a curt nod, he orbed out of the kitchen.

Sighing, Chris turned back towards the doors. Once again his father had managed to anger him in only a few short minutes- not to mention barge in on a very promising make out session. Walking into the living room he saw that Bianca was still sitting quietly on the couch fidgeting nervously with one of the hideous brown cushions his grandfather insisted on keeping.

"Sorry about that." Chris said, forcing a smile "He's gone now."

Bianca smiled back shyly, her warm brown eyes full of concern "I hope he wasn't too mad- he didn't seem to like me much."

"Don't worry about it; he doesn't like anyone, except for Wyatt of course." He replied, trying to sound lighthearted about the situation. "So, where were we?"

The girl grinned and beckoned him towards her. "Right here." She whispered, pushing him down and perching herself over top. Both grinning, they began to kiss, just as passionately as they had been before Leo's interruption.

"Bianca." Chris moaned, quickly working back up to his previous state of desire. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." She whispered back as she once again undid his shirt and began to run her hands up and down his chest. Chris made a growling noise deep in his throat and grabbed her waist, pulling her down so that they could be closer together, before drawing her in for an even deeper kiss.

Much to Bianca's displeasure, the kiss did not last long. She felt Chris tense up suddenly, and he then drew back. He closed his eyes, and she could tell from his expression that he was annoyed.

"Bianca." He said quietly "I'm so sorry, but we have to stop now I, umm, just remembered something I have to do."

Bianca smiled and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, before adjusting her clothing and standing up. "I'm sure we can continue this another time."

"Defiantly. I'm really sorry."

"It's fine, I really should be getting home anyway."

"Alright," Chris replied, obviously unconvinced "How about I pick you up tomorrow at seven and we'll go for dinner at the new Italian place you've been wanting to try?"

Bianca grinned at her wonderfully thoughtful boyfriend. "Oh Chris, that's so sweet! You're such an angel!" she squeaked happily. She could have sworn that she saw him flinch at that last remark, but she choose to ignore it.

Giving him another quick kiss, and exchanging good byes, Bianca left the house, thinking all the while about the amazing guy she had found, and how grateful she was that he had no idea that she wasn't just what she appeared to be.

As the front door closed, Chris gave a sigh of both disappointment and relief. He groaned and another call from the elders echoed in his head- they had been calling ever since Leo had left and Chris knew from experience that the only way to make them stop was to orb up there and see what they wanted. After telekinetically closing the blinds, he gave a glance up wards and disappeared in a heavenly swirl of blue lights.
Bianca had just sat down in her car when she realized that she had left her purse back inside. With a sigh, she turned back towards the house and when up the front steps. She knocked on the door, and waited for Chris to answer.

He didn't.

'Odd' she thought, as she knocked again 'He can't have gone anywhere, it's only been a minute.' But once again, he didn't come. Deciding that something might be wrong, Bianca cautiously opened the unlocked door, fearing the worst. Perhaps some demon had located her and decided to take its aggression out on her defenseless mortal boyfriend.

"Chris?" she called "Are you here?"

The house was dark and there was no answer. "Must have left." She muttered.

Seeing her purse a few meters away, she grabbed it and headed back out to her car, wondering where and how Chris had gone to so fast.

A/N That's it for now, but I have much more to come...if people liked it ï