The Sinner and the Saint

By: RavenHeart101

Disclaimer- I own nada. Nothing. Nope… absolutely nothing.

Summery- When a chance to escape his family and their constant arrival of magic pops up in the form of Victor, Chris jumps at it and grasps it with all his mite. Wyatt and his sister have their destinies in San Francisco, but what possible destiny could be awaiting Chris is Forks, Washington? Why one that revolves around the Cullen's and our favorite super vampire Edward, of course.

WARNING(S): Slash, language, sexual situations, slight bashing towards some characters (cough Bella cough) and AU (with some others probably thrown in here and there)…disregard to the Twilight series and probably to Charmed too. Um… this chapter has some angst.

A: N- Well my internet has crashed so I cannot post Chapter 13… so I might as well begin on Chapter 14, ne? Who hates the Halliwell sisters now? I do! Sorry in advance for the cliffhanger and the shortness of this chapter…

"I may seem crazy…

Painfully shy…

And these scars wouldn't be so hidden…

If you would just look me in the eye…

I feel alone here and cold here…

Oh, I don't want to die…

But the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything…

Kills inside…

I do not… want to be afraid…

I do not want to die inside just to breathe air…

I'm tired…

Of feeling so alone…

Relief exists…

I find it when…

I am cut…"

~Cut- Plumb~

Chapter 14

"Let's go, Paige… Phoebe." They gripped hands.

"I- I'm going to die and you're leaving me like this?!"

They ignored me before leaving in a trail of orbs. I stared at where they had been with a horrified look on my face. "Chris…?" Edward's soft and sympathetic voice caused my eyes to snap to his face. I looked at him with a mourning look on my face as he crossed the room. His arms went around me in a comforting hug. I pressed my face into his shoulder as my hands slowly gripped his shoulders. I closed my eyes and inhaled his scent as his lips kissed my hair. "Shh…" And silent I was, not fully comprehending anything that was going on around me. My green eyes snapped open and I stared at the spot behind Edward, right where they used to be standing. Until now, that is. And my heart ached.

Wyatt. Wyatt would have to know. He would like to know. He would probably orb over to the Manor and kill them all. I could not care less, not anymore. And Rosalie… I did not even want to contemplate her reaction. I did not want to contemplate anything. Therefore, I pushed myself out of his embrace before forcing a smile onto my face and looking up at him. "Breakfast?" He seemed shocked, and when he tried to hear my thoughts, I forcefully pushed him out.

He surveyed me with cautious eyes. "Okay?" I nodded shortly before turning on my heal and out of the room.

Halliwell Manor

Phoebe ripped her hand out of Piper's the moment they re-materialized. Something did not seem right. None of this felt right. Paige looked at her sisters, surprised to hear what Chris had said before they left. Piper on the other hand was frozen on the spot, a shaking hand held to her lips and a solitary tear falling out of her brown eyes. "My baby…" She choked out.

Paige's eyes connected with Phoebe's for a second. "He's- he couldn't have been telling the truth-"

"He was!" Piper exploded. "I know when my baby's lying and he wasn't!"

Phoebe had more prominent things to worry about, like what they said, for instance. "We- we banished him from the family..." She said, shocked at herself. Piper's lower lip quivered.

"Oh-oh… what have we done?" She fell onto a heap on the ground, loud sobs filling the manor.

Bennet Residence

I knew the moment that Wyatt walked into the house that he knew something was wrong. I paid him no mind and carried on with my cooking. It was second nature to me. Something that mom had taught me the moment I was born. My eyes prickled with suppressed tears at the thought of her. I shook my head and gazed at the cooking pan in front of me… just in time to see the eggs burnt. "Damn it!" I grabbed the handle, not at all caring that I was burning my hand and threw it across the room. Angry tears fell from my eyes as I glared at the pan, willing it to catch fire. It did… and Edward rushed to put it out.

"The hell, Chris!" Wyatt yelled at me. He turned furious, worried blue eyes to my own green ones. I just could not take it anymore. Everything came rushing towards me at the one moment and in a half broken, half-angry sob, I let my magic go. The house shook, a picture of Wyatt, Melinda and I falling off the wall. Wyatt's eyes turned fearful and they met Edward's.

"Do something!" Edward yelled at him, frantically holding onto the kitchen table for support.

"Enough!" Wyatt shouted at me and finally the house stopped shaking. Edward fell into a seat gladly. If he were not a vampire, he would have needed to catch his breath. My older brother ran at me, gripping my shoulders as I fought to catch my breath. "God, Chris… what the hell is going on?!"

"Mom…" I choked out tears staining my cheeks red. Wyatt sighed and tucked me under his chin, his familiar arms going around my back. He gazed at Edward who only shook his head in return.

Once I composed myself, I knew he was going to ask. "I don't want to talk about it." I muttered as he healed my burnt hand.

"You don't really have a choice." He said stiffly. I glared at the warm glow emitting from his hand and warming mine. He forced me into the chair next to Edward and fixed me with a parental glare. "Now…" Wyatt placed his hands on either side of the chair, leaning towards me threateningly… and worriedly. "What happened?"

"Mom." Was all I said, ever the stubborn Halliwell. Wyatt rolled his eyes.

"Yeah… got that much. I mean explain."

I just glared at a stain on the tablecloth, refusing to answer. Wyatt sighed and stood back. "I'll just ask Edward then." I felt Edward stiffening beside me.

"Don't." I ordered him softly.

"Then tell me." Wyatt said with a raised eyebrow. He sighed at my stubborn look. "Either you tell me or he does." He nodded toward Edward.

My eyes found the topaz ones before going back to my brother. "Mom's not very happy with Edward and I, is all." I shrugged, hating the way I wanted to tell him everything.

"Like hell. Since when is this different from when it began?"

"She visited this morning."

Wyatt nodded slowly. "So…?"

"Unexpectedly." I repressed a blush, remembering what had gone on before she came.

Wyatt eyed my boyfriend and I. "Oh-oh-oh-oh… ew…" He finished lamely his face reddening. Edward glanced down at his shoes, if he could have blushed he would have. Wyatt's blue eyes found mine. "Was it good?"

"Wyatt-!" I shrieked.

"What?" He laughed slightly. "I'm merely curious!" I glared at him, sitting back in my seat with a huff.

"Is Jake good?" I asked in retaliation. Wyatt's eyes widened and, if possible, his face got even redder than before.

"Not fair." He muttered with a glare in my direction. "So… they… saw?"

"Oh-"

"God no!" Edward said fear and embarrassment shinning in his eyes. I repressed a small laugh at the ridiculousness of the conversation.

Wyatt let out a sigh of relief. "Oh thank God." He said, standing back on his heals. "Then why-?"

"Mom… she- she somehow knew…" I rubbed the back of my neck, for some reason finding that the more embarrassing part.

"Knew-?" Realization shinned on his face. "Aunt Phoebe…?"

I shrugged. "They thought he'd… uh… they thought… they thought Edward had forced me…" I blushed even more at the uncomfortable ness.

"Oh-oh…"

"A-and then… I kinda said that he hadn't and that I am in love with him and… uh… mom said that I could not love him. And she-she made me choose between him or her and I couldn't choose… mom said I already had… and…" Edward's hand squeezed mine as Wyatt's eyes hardened.

"I'll kill her-!" He moved for the door.

I shot out of my seat. "No!"

"I'm with him, Chris. Need any help?" Edward said casually. Wyatt smirked at him darkly, reminding me of his evil self for a second before I shook myself out of it.

"Sure-"

"No, no, no! No you will not!" I glared at the two of them.

Wyatt seemed surprised… and angry. "Why the hell not?!"

"Be-because! They don't deserve it! And- and Mel-!" I fell back into the chair my face falling into my shaking hands. "We need to find Mel."

Halliwell Manor

"There has to be something we can do!" Paige yelled glaring at the book. Piper looked at her with miserable eyes. Leo stood off to the side, refusing to look at Piper. She had told him what happened and he was not happy with her one bit.

"We could write a spell?" Phoebe offered. Piper looked up at her with wide eyes.

"Yes!" She said triumphantly, jumping off the couch. "We can write a spell to rid him of whatever it is that's killing him!"

Leo finally looked at his wife, the inner Elder and whitelighter attacking him at once. "Piper-"

"No." She looked at him with hard eyes, her mind already made up. "He is our son, Leo. I'm not just going to let him die." He forced himself not to say what he wanted to.

Cullens Residence

I sighed as the Cullens stared at me in disbelief. Rosalie looked as ready to murder my family as Wyatt had. Jasper looked as if he was in shock, as did Emmett and Esme. Carlisle looked at a loss of words and Alice just looked plain sad. I knew Edward was angry but I refused to focus too much on his anger… or my own feelings. I shook my head slowly at them.

"I will kill your family." Rosalie said with a small growl. "And then I'll kill that worthless human-"

"You will do no such thing." I glared at my best friend. "Bella might have just been possessed."

"Do you have any proof of that?" Emmett finally spoke, his own voice gaining an edge to it.

I shut my green eyes. "I saw her body on the ground and then the demon outside of her body."

"She could have willingly done something to make this demon go in her." Rosalie growled.

"Maybe." I said softly before glancing up at Edward, who had no expression on his marble face. I suppressed a glare at him. "But we don't know for sure."

"So-!"

"So we are not going to do anything!" Our tempers matched, that was one good thing about Rosalie and I. She glared at me lightly, before falling back into her seat with a huff, her blonde hair falling around her face. I sighed and ran a hand down my face.

"Can we focus on finding Melinda before we do anything rash?" I muttered.

"I think Chris is right." Carlisle finally spoke. "We should focus our energy on finding his sister, and then we can worry about his family." The rest of the Cullens nodded reluctantly.

"The demon's name's Vereor." I supplied them with information I seemed to have left out from our previous meeting. They nodded slowly. "He's after me… not Mel."

"Why?" Rosalie asked, her gaze lightening.

I shrugged. "Beats me."

Halliwell Residence

Phoebe did not want to write the spell and Piper seemed too happy to do so herself. As a matter of a fact, Phoebe did not even want to say the spell. She was beginning to think that Chris really had complied with the vampire and really did love him… all of free will. It was an odd feeling…

She found herself wondering why she did not believe him in the first place. She was the one who had fallen in love with a demon after all. And Cole really did love her back- "You alive?" Paige asked with a small smile, waving a hand in front of her older sister's face. Phoebe swatted at it before nodding slowly.

"I don't think we should let Piper do the spell." She stated quietly, gazing down at her linked hands.

"Why not?" Paige's eyes hardened.

"I mean- we don't even know what's killing him… we could just be making everything-"

"Done!" Piper ran into the room, brandishing a piece of paper triumphantly. Paige looked a Phoebe once more before running after Piper.

"Worse…" Phoebe muttered to herself as she was left once more in the kitchen by herself.

La Push

Wyatt really was not a violent person. Or maybe that was just what Jacob kept telling himself. He shook his dark hair out of his face and gazed at the blonde standing resolutely at the shoreline. "Wyatt…" he began only to quiet once his boyfriend shook his head.

Wyatt took Jacob's hands in his own. "You know I love you, yeah?" He muttered, shying looking into the werewolf's dark eyes. Jacob nodded slowly. "I love Chris too." Wyatt said. "And I'd do anything…"

"I know." Jacob said slowly before he gazed out at the ocean. "He'd do anything for you too."

Wyatt smiled at him slightly before leaning down to peck his lips. "You're getting too tall…"

"Yeah and you smell like vampire and yet you don't hear me complaining." Jacob said with a scoff.

"Hey!" Wyatt laughed, pushing at him lightly. Jacob laughed himself. Mission accomplished.

Cullen Residence

"Life sucks." I said unexpectedly to Edward. The vampire looked over at me curiously before shaking his head with a small smile. "Or maybe just mine does." I concluded. I was lying on Edward's couch in his room as he sorted through some CD's.

"Life isn't that bad." He said softly as he slid one into the CD player. He walked towards me and sat down on the side of the couch, placing a hand on the side of my face.

"I'd rather be dead." I muttered angrily.

Edward pulled back sharply. "Don't say that."

I looked at him with wide eyes. "Sorry." I said slowly. He sighed and placed his hand back on my cheek, leaning towards me and kissing me lightly. We did not really say anything else.

Later that day, I found myself alone. It was weird… being alone after having someone constantly by my side for the past few days. I shook my head, my hair falling into my eyes. I did have to do homework… no matter how much school didn't win in comparison with saving Melinda. My pen tapped against my history book with a boring and unfamiliar beat. I closed my eyes, thinking things through, drinking in the silence. And then it was not so silent anymore.

My eyes snapped open and looked at the demon before me. "Hello, Chris." He said with a smile in my direction.

I did not say a thing, just stared at him in disbelief and cursed my luck. Then he lunged, grabbing my arm and twisting it behind my back. I let out a startled gasp before I kicked at his feet and telekinetically sent him flying across the room. He moaned lightly when his head connected with the wall. I was just about to orb out when I was grabbed from behind, I shut my eyes as the unfamiliar feeling of flaming overtook my body. It was different, much different from orbing. It was not as… light as orbing. And then my heart sank as I rematerialized in the underworld. Vereor was in front of me, laughing slightly. "Your family doesn't give you much credit Chris… you're a lot more powerful than you look." I flicked my wrists at him; trying (and failing) to freeze him… throw him across the room… anything. He chuckled, circling me. "Your powers don't work here." I kicked out at him, but someone caught my ankle and twisted it painfully.

"You-why?" I asked between clenched teeth. The demon holding onto my ankle squeezed it too hard and I winced before kicking said demon in the groin. He let out a grunt, dropping my foot to the ground.

"You'll see soon enough." Vereor said with a smile on his face. And that's when I felt it… the searing pain.

Halliwell Residence

"… and rid him of the darkness within." Piper and Paige finished the spell. Phoebe decided to opt out, staring at her sisters with a worried look in her eyes. Nothing happened.

"Did it work?" Piper asked loudly.

"Beats me." Paige said. "Why don't we go see?" This time Phoebe went willingly.

Underworld

I clutched at my heart, as my breathing got faster and faster. I looked at the demon with fearful eyes. "I think it's time you went home, don't you?" He grabbed my arm and we flamed once more. When we landed, I stumbled onto my bed, barely registering Melinda being thrown onto the ground beside me and the two demons flaming out.

"Chris!" Melinda yelled at me, rushing over to my side… just as I let out a blood-curling scream of agony and passed out.

When I woke up it was dark outside and there was a cold cloth on my forehead. I glanced to the side, at Wyatt, asleep in a chair. "Chris…" Edward's voice said, causing my attention to turn to him. He looked sad, worried...

I moaned before breaking off into a fit of coughing. His eyes darkened in pain and he gripped my hand even tighter. I was not at Grandpa's house… that was the first thing I noticed. I was at the Cullens house and every member of the family was cooped into their small living room. Esme stood off to the side, Carlisle beside her. Rosalie was in Emmett's arms, her eyes wide and fearful. Alice was beside Jasper, a look in her eyes as if she knew what was happening. Prue and Andy were there too… as was Grandpa… and dad and Melinda. Mom and the aunts were there too, and I was there was Wyatt was there. Then a sharp pain spread through my body and I unconsciously flinched.

Edward's hand gripped mine almost too tightly. "Carlisle!" He yelled forcefully. He seemed determined… determined to do something. The doctor was by my side and his hand checked the area where James had bit me. He looked at me with sad eyes and then back at Edward. "No…"

"He's going to die, Edward… if you don't do something."

A: N- Yes, yes, yes you hate me. And this chapter is rather short… very short actually… sorry 'bout that. There is around two chapters left of this story…