Here's the next chapter and I'm sorry for the long delay but with school and everything going on it's hard to find time to write. So I hope you enjoy.

Lst time:

The young leader sighed and asked, "Any idea who? If anyone would agree to this weird idea."

Kevin smiled and wrapped his arm around Chris's shoulder and pointed toward the stairs. "Here she comes now."

Chris blinked and whispered. "Bianca."

"Bianca," Chris muttered under his breath. The phoenix smiled up at the young leader as her hand reached up and tenderly ran along his jaw. On instinct, Chris shifted away from her and glanced over at Kevin. His friend shrugged and took a small step in between them.

"You know, if you agree to this, you'll have to get used to those touching feelings," Kevin reminded him.

Chris glanced over his friend, to Bianca, and back again with a small frown. He hadn't even agreed to the plan and already the two of them had begun to set it in motion. How could Kevin except him to just go into Bianca's arms in two seconds, did Allyson mean nothing to him? After all he had done to protect her, was it only for Chris's sake? The young leader shook his head and took a step back from the phoenix with a small frown on his lips Questions raced through his mind as his eyes scanned the club. All the disgusting comments about the filthy mortal…no Allyson echoed in his ears. No one understood their connection, not even Kevin. Taking a deep breath, he looked back to the dark haired women before him. Bianca frowned too and stared deep into his emerald eyes. So many conflicting emotions shown through his eyes though his face was stone. Gingerly, her fingers lace with his while she leans forward and rests her head against his chest. She felt him stiffen at her touch, but gradually he relaxed.

Her voice was barely a whisper ass she said, "Chris, what do you think will happen to her if love blinds you? You're putting her in more danger than not. And the resistance doesn't stand a chance without you."

The young leader didn't say anything and sighed deeply. He looked over at Kevin and then back at Bianca. Nothing made sense anymore. Off to the right, he heard more whispers among the other resistance leaders, but their words were not clear as they glanced over at the young Halliwell. All their eyes showed only anger and resentment as they watched Chris closely. Chris sighed, running his fingers through his hair as he tried to think more clearly. Kevin moved closer to him and placed a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder, but Chris shoved him off.

"Why…how did you even come up with this idea?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

Kevin shrugged. "I knew you wouldn't."

"And you think this is the right solution?" the young leader asked.

Bianca slapped him on the arm, lowering her voice. "Are you saying I'm not good enough for you?"

"No but…" his voice trailed off. There was no right answer and no solution. Getting together with Bianca would crush Allyson, but without the pretense his angel was in more danger. Emerald eyes snapped over towards the other leaders of the resistance. Trust, yes he trusted them, but with Allyson, money or a reward from Wyatt would sell them out of their trust. He shook his head and stared down at the phoenix, raised his arm to her, and lowered it again. No it wasn't right.

Glancing over at Kevin, he said, "I'll be back soon. Could…urh…get some dinner for everyone?"

Without another word, he orbed out. Bianca rolled his eyes and looked over at Kevin, but he just shrugged and followed the orders.

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Sitting down on a stone bench, Chris shivered. Cold wind bite against his face in the damp weather. Rain drops pound against the cement columns, but he didn't even care. Bianca's words kept circling through his mind as he stared out into space. He felt his…no their blood running through his veins. How could he just betray Allyson like that if he agreed to the plan? Chris hung his head back in frustration as he stared up at the darkening gray sky. Rain burned into his skin as he tried to find an answer to all the questions racing through his mind.

Taking a deep breath, he turned around and glanced over at the stone angel parched in the center of the small circle. The large wings were broken in half while the stone was rubbed away with age and nature. However, the cold, stone face seemed to hold a glimmer of hope in her tiny smile. A half smile like the one he knew so well filled with both hope and uncertainty. Blinking, he turns away and catches his reflection in a puddle on the ground. Through the rain, he saw Allyson stared back up at him within the puddle as though saying it was going to be all right. Chris blinked away and shook his head as he stared down at the pool of water. Allyson's smiling face kept staring back at him, but merged into another's face.

"You know you're gonna get sick sitting out here," Bianca said.

The young leader spun around to see the women standing behind him. Shaking his head, he asked, "How did you know I was here?"

"Lucky guess," she shrugged.

Chris rolled his eyes and moved over to make room. Bianca sat down and moved in closer, leaning against him. She felt his stiffen, but she lopped her arm through his.

Turning to her, he tried to break lose, she pulled him closer and whispered in his ear. "If you don't start acting like this is fine then she will die and you know a mortal can't protect themselves anyway. If you play along she'll be safe."

Chris paused and looked at his friend. Gingerly, he reached up and wiped some of her hair away from her face. More chills ran down his spine as he leaned in closer and closer. Every fiber in his being was screaming for him to stop, but his heart only yearned to protect the blonde angel. Bianca smiled and leaned in, wrapping her around Chris's neck as their lips brushed against each others. After a moment, he turned away from her and shook his head. The phoenix stared at him and sighed.

Lowering her eyes onto the ground, she said, "Chris, if we don't"

A high pitched humming noise fly towards them, but with a simple flick of his wrist the probe shattered into pieces. Bianca glanced over at him, confusion etched onto her face.

Chris glanced over at her and smirked. "We can't have him finding out about us, can we?"

Bianca rolled her eyes playfully at him and nodded. Leaning against him, she wrapped her arm around his waist, tucking her head beneath his chin. A tiny smile forms on her face as she takes a few deep breaths. She felt his back stiffen; his body shivering from the cold rain. The young leader glanced down at her; his fingers lacing and unlacing in hers. He shivered again, but Bianca smirked and leaned toward him. Automatically, his hand shot up and gently laid his index finger against her lips. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as her eyes searched Chris's for an answer. Yet, his face was stone as he stared past her lost in his own thoughts. Shaking him a little, she called out his name, but he didn't seem to hear her. After a moment, he blinked and returned his attention back to the older women beside him. Emerald eyes stared into dark brown ones, but then turned away as another shiver crawled down his spine; his damp clothes clinging to his skin. Chris took a deep breath and stood up scanning the small circled place. He felt Bianca tug on his hand, but again he shook her off.

"You should get back," he said flatly. Bianca started to get up and protest, but the young leader shook his head. "He might get suspicious, that probe came cause of my magic, but I don't want you to get hurt."

Bianca rolled her eyes. "I can take care of myself."

"I know, but still better safe than sorry," Chris said, patting her on the arm before he orbed away.

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Allyson paced up and down the small bedroom. Rain drummed against the metal pots as it poured in through the open cracks in the ceiling. She shivered as a raindrop fall onto her hand, burning her skin. Pulling at her clothes, she felt the dry cloth run over her fingers, but they felt soaked through. It didn't make any sense, but then her world had been completely turned upside down in the last few months. Her eyes closed as she tried to calm herself; their blood racing faster and faster with adrenaline. A firm knock broke through her thoughts as she spun around as the door opened.

"Whoa, Kevin, you startled me," she said, holding her hand over her heart. Kevin smiled as he slipped into the room with a glass in his hand.

"You thirsty?" he asked, holding out the glass towards her.

Allyson shrugged. "Where's Chris?"

"Out doing some stuff," Kevin answered, watching the girl carefully.

The blonde sighed and looked at the drink, her mouth burning. Once more, he held the glass out towards her. Hesitantly, she took the cup and gulped. Brown liquid lay flat and still inside, like day old tea. The familiar sound of orbs broke her attention as she shivered again, freezing cold, swaying on her feet. She barely saw Chris form before she collapsed into darkness.

Something warm covered her forehead as she opened her eyes. Heavy blankets were draped over her, but she still shivered as she rolled onto her side. A gentle hand pushed her back, but his face was covered in darkness. She felt her lips move, but no sound came out even as the guy shook his head.

"No, he's still out of it too. Just rest okay," he instructed.

The young women nodded and closed her eyes again. Gingerly, he brushed some of her hair away from her face and stood up. Closing the door behind him, he took a deep breath, but someone grabbed his shoulder and flung him into the opposite wall. Kevin blinked and rubbed his head as he stared up at his old friend. His red shirt and pants were glued to his skin as water dripped down to form a small puddle around him. Brown hair lay flat against his forehead while his emerald eyes blazed with fire.

"What the hell was that for?" he asked.

"About this," Chris said, tossing the cup towards him. "What is that poison? So that I have no choice but to go with Bianca. What the hell is wrong with you, I…" his voice trailed off, uttering those simple words would only put her in more danger.

Kevin gritted his teeth, pushing himself up off the floor. "No, it was to stop the full affect of your connection. Chris, she's not like us….and can't handle things the way we can. Look at her in there, she's shivering cause she's reacting to you and your feelings."

"Like an empath, you mean?"

The second in command shook his head. "It's different, think about your connection to him, you have a link that makes you feel everything, but because of your powers you can block it out, but without any Allyson is getting the link full force without away to control it or lower the intensity. This," he held up the cup, "was to help her."

Chris raised his eyebrows at his friend and looked back into the cup. A halfhearted, pained smile crept onto his face. It was the similar brown liquid that his mother used to make him drink when he was feeling sick. He looked back over at his friend, nodded, and started to head for the bedroom, but Kevin grabbed his shoulder. "You might want to dry off first," he suggested.

Chris looked down at himself and rolled his eyes. "Fine except all my dry clothes are in my room."

Kevin shook his head and pulled him away. "Come on, man."

Sorry it's such a short chapter, it was gonna be longer, but I wanted to get it up today. So sorry for the delay, but the next chapter should be up soon. Please read and review with as much detail as possible. Thanks!