Title: Emotions, Revelations and Chaos

Summary: A demon separates Chris' emotions and causes havoc. Revelation fic.

Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed or the characters.

A/N: Sorry this is so late. I have been having a few issues...But hey it's out there now! hehe

Chapter Four: Too Damn Sad

Phoebe started squirming in discomfort when she realized that Chris had no intentions of getting off of her. Chris was crying louder then ever and, when he had thrown himself at her, she had ended up falling to the floor with him on top of her.

"Um… Chris." She said gently, patting his back. "Can you please get off?"

"I want Bianca!" Chris screamed, clinging to Phoebe tighter. Chris sobbed and Phoebe hugged him cautiously.

"She's not here right now, sweetie." Phoebe said gently. "But I'm here." She tried, hoping that Chris would cease his incessant crying.

"You were always there for me!" Chris sobbed, hugging her tighter.

"That's great. So, I know you when you're younger?" Phoebe asked, wondering if she could warn her future self what she'd be getting into.

"You're my favorite!" Chris cried.

"Favorite what?" Phoebe asked, patting his back gently.

"You… not like him… never favored other… Phoebe!" Chris said incoherently.

"It's okay. I'm here. And I'm you're favorite so don't cry." She said gently, trying to get him to stop screaming in her ear.

"But… but… she hates me… everyone hates me. Except for you!" Chris squeaked.

"What?" Phoebe asked in confusion. "Everyone doesn't hate you." She said in actual confusion.

"Yes they do." Chris sobbed. "Leo punched me… and Piper's mean… and no one will help me!"

"I'll help you." She said, trying to soothe him.

"I love you!" Chris screamed, getting up and pulling her to her feet. "You're the best!" He shouted hugging her.

"Um… I love you too?" Phoebe said, not knowing what else to say and wondering how Chris loves her exactly. She was pretty sure they weren't dating in the future because she would be way to old for him.

"But no one else will help." Chris whined sadly. "They don't love me! They don't even like me!"

"I'll make them help you." Phoebe said determinedly. Vowing that once this would over, they would be nicer to Chris.

"But he won't help me. He's never loved me! I tried everything, I did everything he wanted but he still won't love me." Chris hollered, beginning to sob so hard that he was officially inconsolable.

"Even though he didn't love you I'm sure lots of other people do." Phoebe said, trying to pacify him.

"No they didn't. They always loved Wyatt more!" Chris said mournfully. All he had wanted was his family to love him, but no… they always loved Wyatt more. "Stupid twice-blessed."

"Why would your family love Wyatt more then you?" Phoebe asked suspiciously.

Chris started shaking violently and he fell to the floor. "Daddy hates me… mommy hates me…" He began, blubbering and wrapping his arms around himself. "Even auntie Paige hates me!" He exclaimed, rolling into a fetal position.

Phoebe gasped and watched him with wide eyes.

Chris raised his head slowly, tears still streaming down his face. He looked so young and innocent and he said, "But you love me, don't you?"

Phoebe looked at Chris and felt the urge to comfort him. He looked so young and sad sitting there, as though his entire life depended on her answer. "Oh, honey." Phoebe said, kneeling down next to him, tears gathering in her eyes as the reality of the situation hit her. "Of course I do. I love you."