A Friend? A Lover?

Chapter 9: Home

The ‘malice’ watched the scene infront of it with revulsion. Its not right for these two beings to be together. They need to be kept apart, if they ever have any offspring then the world of evil with be forced into hiding. He wouldn’t let that happen.



“My breatherin will prosper and you will fail.” The demon muttered under its breath. Unfortunately for the demon that was all that was needed to rouse the slayer from his slumber.



Chris, used to being in a state of constant vigilance, shot up from his sleeping position and saw the shocked demon standing in the corner. In no time at all he reached for the dagger he had hidden in his pocket and flung it at the demon. Suspecting an attack the demon was able to shimmer out when the dagger was mere inches from its heart.



Now that the danger was out of the way Chris became aware of the sharp shooting pain in his stomach. Gasping he grabbed at his stomach and fell back heavily onto the bed and moving into a foetal position, tears leaking out of his eyes.



Wyatt was startled awake by the moans of pain coming from his boyfriend. In less than a nano-second he was in a sitting position and running his hands through Chris’s hair trying to calm him. “Shh shh shh....it’s OK baby....your OK....just breathe through the pain....that’s it....that’s it...”



After a few minutes of controlled breathing Chris was able to cope with the pain, and uncurled himself, sitting up off the bed he leant forward heavily until his head was resting on Wyatt’s chest. Wyatt reciprocated by wrapping his arms around him, and ultimately keeping him upright.

“Wyatt there was a demon in the room.” Chris muttered into Wyatt’s neck. Wyatt stiffened.



“What type of demon was it?” wyatt asked unconsciously wrapping his arms tighter around Chris’s form.



“I don’t know.” Chris said and then yawned loudly.



Wyatt chuckled “it’s ok sweetie, we will look through the book tomorrow, for now lets just get some rest.” With that Wyatt eased them both down until they were snuggled on the bed. In a matter of minutes Chris was asleep again, wyatt following close behind.





The next morning Wyatt woke before Chris and so decided to go and get some breakfast and bring chris some breakfast in bed. When he made it to the kitchen he met with his mother, father and aunts, all of him looked at him with concern on their faces.



Wyatt smiled at them all and thanked them all for their concern, then he told them all about the demon that was in the room throughout the night.



“What did it look like?” Paige asked. Wyatt just shook his head at her and said.



“I don’t know, like I said I was still sleeping. Chris was the one that saw it, and I wanted to let him rest as long as he can. He’ll need all the strength that he can get to heal.”



“One perk about being a slayer. You heal fast.” Was spoken by Chris who was at that moment in time shuffling into the kitchen, looking half asleep.



Both Leo and Wyatt jumped up at the same time and pushed him into a seat. “What the hell are you doing? Are you insane?” Wyatt rambled at him while anxiously checking for a fever. “What the hell are you doing out of bed!” He muttered the question that was on everyone else’s minds.



Chris sighed, uncomfortable with all the attention and concern that he was receiving. “I heal quickly, in a couple of days I will be fit as a fiddle.”



“Exactly!” Wyatt exclaimed “In a couple of days, meaning that you are not healed yet, and so you have no reason to be out of bed and walking around.” At the end of this Piper smirked at Wyatt thinking that he had a clever argument. Again, Chris sighed.



“Wyatt I can’t afford to lie around all day. I need to figure out how to stop this (pointing to his wound) happening again.”



“What exactly did happen?” Leo asked as he absently moved a piece of stray hair out of Chris’s face.



“I think that that is something that all of us want to know.” Piper said as she stared at Chris in concern. When Wyatt looked at him he noticed that he looked uncomfortable in the uncomfortable wooden kitchen chairs.



“Lets move this into the sitting room and then you can lie down and tell us all about it.” Without waiting for an answer he swept down and picked Chris up, carrying him into the sitting room knowing that his family were following. He lay Chris down on the sofa and then moved over to his head. He lifted it up slightly and then sat down, placing his head on his legs and then he began to anxiously run his hand through the brown locks. Once everyone was seated Chris began his tale.



Flashback.



Chris was walking out of school after detention mumbling under his breath “Stupid teacher, stupid school, stupid detention, stupid...tree.” He muttered after he ran out of things to say. It was then that he noticed something strange.



There in the parking lot sat a blacked out car. Granted not actually unusual in American, the car wouldn’t have stood out to anybody else, but Chris being a slayer knew that there was something wrong with this scene.



For starters Chris was the only one in detention, what a shocker, and there are no after school clubs today, and secondly the car itself stunk of death. Deciding to take a closer look Chris started to walk towards it. Wrong move.



As soon as he was noticed by those in the car, they sped away as fast as they could. Instantaneously Chris gave chase. Any normal person would not have been able to keep up with the speeding care, but Chris being a slayer was granted extra strength and resilience, and once being on the streets gave him extensive knowledge on shortcuts.



He ran for what felt like hours, but was in reality twenty minutes, until he ended up in a cemetery ‘original’ he thought gruffly.



Now he could see the vamp that he was after. This particular one was fugly, and Chris felt no shame in revealing that to himself with a smirk. He must have chuckled out loud because the vamp turned suddenly and as soon as it noticed that was wasn’t alone anymore it charged.



The force of the first unexpected blow sent Chris into the wall of the closest mausoleum. Regaining his feet he began to dodge all of the blows, trying to tire out his opponent and catch his breath at the same time.



Once he had the opportunity he took it. He landed a swift punch to the vamps jaw and sent it staggering back a few paces.



Punch, block, punch, punch, parry, block.



The fight went on for a few more minutes until Chris had enough. Reaching into the waist band of his jeans he pulled out a sharp stake and aimed it for the demons heart.



Unfortunately for Chris the vamp was expecting that. In one swift move it managed to block the stake and simultaneously disarm him and used the newly acquired stake to attempt to gut the slayer.



END FLASHBACK.



“And so I pulled the stake out and staked it, watched it go to dust and then I came home.” Chris ended his story.



Looking up into Wyatt’s eyes he saw something strange, happiness, contentment and joy. Glancing around the whole room he noticed that everyone had strange smiles on their faces. Feeling self-conscious he muttered “What?”



Piper answered with tears in her eyes. “You said home.”



It only took Chris a few seconds to realise what she meant and then he smiled again. Wyatt leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips, leaving them tingling. When he sat back up Chris muttered “Looks like I am sticking around then.”



If possible Wyatt’s smile grew even bigger.







A/N Thanks to all reviewers! Youre all brill!

Now I need your help!

I dont know how to finally get them together so they can concieve their kid.

if anyone can think of a romantic evening that can lead to Wyatt Wooing Chris into bed, can they please offer it...I need all the help I can get.