Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the television show Charmed.
All characters belong to Spelling Television, and The WB.
This is my first Charmed fic. I apologize if I get any of the show's details wrong. I'd love to get feedback! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed the story so far. Please continue to review the story or e-mail me at [email protected]!
This is the final chapter of Anguished Soul. There may potentially be a sequel to this story, but nothing has been decided yet. If you have any ideas or feedback regarding a possible sequel, feel free let me know!
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Anguished Soul – Chapter 35
"Are you sure those are the only ways? They are pretty lousy solutions," Piper bemoaned. "There has to be a way. There's always a way."
Phoebe rubbed her temples to release some of the pent up stress. "If there is a way, we better find out really soon because Chris won't last much longer like this."
"We can't just sit and watch him die," Piper answered with determination. "He saved us."
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~ Up in Paige's room ~
Chris drifted in and out of consciousness and his level of agony steadily increased. His constant writhing did little to increase his level of comfort. Paige watched helplessly as Chris struggled, not knowing what she could do to help him. She was praying that Phoebe and Piper would find something in the Book of Shadows to save Chris.
She was so lost in thought that she didn't even notice Chris wake up. It was only when she heard him try to stifle a painful groan that she remembered that she wasn't alone.
"How are you feeling?" she asked softly.
"What time is it?" he asked, avoiding her question.
"Almost nine thirty."
Chris' ashen face seemed to take on a grimmer look as he heard Paige's answer. Deep down, he knew his time was up and he only hoped that he had accomplished what he came back to do.
"I'm sorry, Paige," he apologized again. Unfortunately, the countless apologies that Chris made failed to alleviate his sense of guilt. "You have every right to hate me, but..."
His apologies were cut short when Paige silenced him with a kiss. It started timidly but grew in passion. Chris soaked in this moment, knowing that this will likely be the last time he would ever feel her lips on his.
When they finally broke apart, Paige whispered, "Don't apologize anymore. You didn't do anything wrong. I love you, Chris." Her voice wavered but she managed to keep her tears from falling.
Now it was Chris' turn to feel emotional. "How? How could you love me after everything that I've done?"
"It wasn't your fault. You saved us so many times. How could I not love you?"
At that moment, Phoebe and Piper walked into the room, their worries evident on their faces. Paige turned to face her sisters, hoping that they bore good news. "So? Did you find a way to help Chris?"
There was a moment of uncomfortable silence as both Phoebe and Piper carefully contemplated their next words. "Paige, can you come outside for a minute? There's something we need to discuss."
"You don't have to bother, Piper," Chris cut in. "It's won't do any good."
Both Piper and Phoebe were surprised that Chris seemed to know what they had in mind, although they weren't completely sure if this was the case. "What do you mean, Chris?"
"I know the Book of Shadows talked about two ways to heal me," Chris answered. "I'm not going to choose either of those ways."
"But..." Phoebe began.
"And anyways, didn't you read the footnote to that entry?"
"What footnote?"
Piper quickly flipped through the Book of Shadows until she found the entry that she was looking for. Paige quickly joined her sisters as they looked for the footnote that Chris talked about. After searching for a while, they finally found it. Reading it several times, Paige could not believe what her eyes told her. She finally tore her eyes away from the Book and crossed the distance between herself and Chris. "Why did you do that? Why would you seal yourself off from magic?"
"I had no choice," Chris answered weakly as his energy continued to drain from him. "I knew that once you read the Book, you would try to do something to save me. I can't let you do that."
"Shouldn't we get a say in this?" Phoebe challenged.
"No," Chris answered with such conviction that he surprised even himself. "I might not be a very good Whitelighter. And I know that for the most part, you girls never took me seriously," he continued as the Charmed Ones were once again cloaked with guilt. "But I'm still your Whitelighter and I'm not going to let you endanger yourselves or endanger the forces of good just so that you can save me."
Realizing that Chris was right, Phoebe rested her head on Piper's shoulders as she began to cry. The thought of watching her Whitelighter die in front of her very own eyes and not being able to do anything about it was too much for her. Piper, meanwhile, tried to be strong for her sisters but found it nearly impossible to do. She, too, was overcome with grief and guilt. The guilt that tugged at her heart was unrelenting and yet there was little that she could do to relieve that painful feeling.
"Chris, please don't leave me," Paige begged as Chris' eyes began to close and his body began to relax.
"Shh," Chris comforted her with little success. Despite trying hard to block out his emotions, he was powerless to stop the tears from streaming down his own face. He had never been afraid of dying, until he met Paige. As he felt his life draining out of him, Chris felt his fear increase. He wanted to hold onto everything that he had. The timing wasn't right. He didn't want to die. But he was powerless to stop his march towards death. A soft whimper escaped from his mouth as these thoughts overwhelmed him. "Paige," he called out in desperation. "I'm scared," he finally admitted.
Paige held on tightly to Chris, refusing to let him go and trying to give him assurance that she was there for him. Not knowing what to say to comfort him, Paige could only remember how Chris had comforted her in her hour of need. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she began to sing the soft melody:
"When I am down, and oh my soul so weary, when troubles come, and my heart burdened be, then I am still and wait here in the silence, until you come and sit awhile with me. You raise me up so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up to walk on stormy seas. I am strong when I am on your shoulders. You raise me up to more than I can be. You raise me up so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up to walk on stormy seas. I am strong when I am on your shoulders. You raise me up to more than I can be. You raise me up to more than I can be."
"I love you, Paige," Chris whispered as he took one final breath. His eyes closed and his body relaxed in the Paige's arms.
Silence filled the room as the Charmed Ones tried to let reality sink in. The shock prevented any of them from reacting. Paige just stared at her boyfriend blankly, her tears refusing to fall, her body refusing to react. The San Francisco night was eerily calm. There was no breeze and even the birds weren't singing.
The Charmed Ones would never hear his wisecracks or see his heart-melting smile again. Chris Perry – their mysterious young Whitelighter from the future, the sometimes annoying but mostly lovable young man who always managed to bring out a whole spectrum of emotions from the sisters, their guardian angel, their friend, and to one particular Charmed One, the love of her life – was gone.
~ The End...or is it?? Is Chris really gone? Sequel? ~
This is my first Charmed fic. I apologize if I get any of the show's details wrong. I'd love to get feedback! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed the story so far. Please continue to review the story or e-mail me at [email protected]!
This is the final chapter of Anguished Soul. There may potentially be a sequel to this story, but nothing has been decided yet. If you have any ideas or feedback regarding a possible sequel, feel free let me know!
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Anguished Soul – Chapter 35
"Are you sure those are the only ways? They are pretty lousy solutions," Piper bemoaned. "There has to be a way. There's always a way."
Phoebe rubbed her temples to release some of the pent up stress. "If there is a way, we better find out really soon because Chris won't last much longer like this."
"We can't just sit and watch him die," Piper answered with determination. "He saved us."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
~ Up in Paige's room ~
Chris drifted in and out of consciousness and his level of agony steadily increased. His constant writhing did little to increase his level of comfort. Paige watched helplessly as Chris struggled, not knowing what she could do to help him. She was praying that Phoebe and Piper would find something in the Book of Shadows to save Chris.
She was so lost in thought that she didn't even notice Chris wake up. It was only when she heard him try to stifle a painful groan that she remembered that she wasn't alone.
"How are you feeling?" she asked softly.
"What time is it?" he asked, avoiding her question.
"Almost nine thirty."
Chris' ashen face seemed to take on a grimmer look as he heard Paige's answer. Deep down, he knew his time was up and he only hoped that he had accomplished what he came back to do.
"I'm sorry, Paige," he apologized again. Unfortunately, the countless apologies that Chris made failed to alleviate his sense of guilt. "You have every right to hate me, but..."
His apologies were cut short when Paige silenced him with a kiss. It started timidly but grew in passion. Chris soaked in this moment, knowing that this will likely be the last time he would ever feel her lips on his.
When they finally broke apart, Paige whispered, "Don't apologize anymore. You didn't do anything wrong. I love you, Chris." Her voice wavered but she managed to keep her tears from falling.
Now it was Chris' turn to feel emotional. "How? How could you love me after everything that I've done?"
"It wasn't your fault. You saved us so many times. How could I not love you?"
At that moment, Phoebe and Piper walked into the room, their worries evident on their faces. Paige turned to face her sisters, hoping that they bore good news. "So? Did you find a way to help Chris?"
There was a moment of uncomfortable silence as both Phoebe and Piper carefully contemplated their next words. "Paige, can you come outside for a minute? There's something we need to discuss."
"You don't have to bother, Piper," Chris cut in. "It's won't do any good."
Both Piper and Phoebe were surprised that Chris seemed to know what they had in mind, although they weren't completely sure if this was the case. "What do you mean, Chris?"
"I know the Book of Shadows talked about two ways to heal me," Chris answered. "I'm not going to choose either of those ways."
"But..." Phoebe began.
"And anyways, didn't you read the footnote to that entry?"
"What footnote?"
Piper quickly flipped through the Book of Shadows until she found the entry that she was looking for. Paige quickly joined her sisters as they looked for the footnote that Chris talked about. After searching for a while, they finally found it. Reading it several times, Paige could not believe what her eyes told her. She finally tore her eyes away from the Book and crossed the distance between herself and Chris. "Why did you do that? Why would you seal yourself off from magic?"
"I had no choice," Chris answered weakly as his energy continued to drain from him. "I knew that once you read the Book, you would try to do something to save me. I can't let you do that."
"Shouldn't we get a say in this?" Phoebe challenged.
"No," Chris answered with such conviction that he surprised even himself. "I might not be a very good Whitelighter. And I know that for the most part, you girls never took me seriously," he continued as the Charmed Ones were once again cloaked with guilt. "But I'm still your Whitelighter and I'm not going to let you endanger yourselves or endanger the forces of good just so that you can save me."
Realizing that Chris was right, Phoebe rested her head on Piper's shoulders as she began to cry. The thought of watching her Whitelighter die in front of her very own eyes and not being able to do anything about it was too much for her. Piper, meanwhile, tried to be strong for her sisters but found it nearly impossible to do. She, too, was overcome with grief and guilt. The guilt that tugged at her heart was unrelenting and yet there was little that she could do to relieve that painful feeling.
"Chris, please don't leave me," Paige begged as Chris' eyes began to close and his body began to relax.
"Shh," Chris comforted her with little success. Despite trying hard to block out his emotions, he was powerless to stop the tears from streaming down his own face. He had never been afraid of dying, until he met Paige. As he felt his life draining out of him, Chris felt his fear increase. He wanted to hold onto everything that he had. The timing wasn't right. He didn't want to die. But he was powerless to stop his march towards death. A soft whimper escaped from his mouth as these thoughts overwhelmed him. "Paige," he called out in desperation. "I'm scared," he finally admitted.
Paige held on tightly to Chris, refusing to let him go and trying to give him assurance that she was there for him. Not knowing what to say to comfort him, Paige could only remember how Chris had comforted her in her hour of need. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she began to sing the soft melody:
"When I am down, and oh my soul so weary, when troubles come, and my heart burdened be, then I am still and wait here in the silence, until you come and sit awhile with me. You raise me up so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up to walk on stormy seas. I am strong when I am on your shoulders. You raise me up to more than I can be. You raise me up so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up to walk on stormy seas. I am strong when I am on your shoulders. You raise me up to more than I can be. You raise me up to more than I can be."
"I love you, Paige," Chris whispered as he took one final breath. His eyes closed and his body relaxed in the Paige's arms.
Silence filled the room as the Charmed Ones tried to let reality sink in. The shock prevented any of them from reacting. Paige just stared at her boyfriend blankly, her tears refusing to fall, her body refusing to react. The San Francisco night was eerily calm. There was no breeze and even the birds weren't singing.
The Charmed Ones would never hear his wisecracks or see his heart-melting smile again. Chris Perry – their mysterious young Whitelighter from the future, the sometimes annoying but mostly lovable young man who always managed to bring out a whole spectrum of emotions from the sisters, their guardian angel, their friend, and to one particular Charmed One, the love of her life – was gone.
~ The End...or is it?? Is Chris really gone? Sequel? ~