you could meet someone who really loves you [ psl ]
WHO greever & moleculars.
WHAT Calling his powers back in Chris-Crossed gets a little complicated as it calls someone else back with them...
WHERE The Halliwell Memorial Museum, San Francisco.
WHEN 2025. 6x10: Chris-Crossed.
Hear these words,
hear the rhyme,
heed the hope within my mind-
Crash! The energy ball sailed right over his head as Chris ducked barely in time to dodge. Wyatt wasn't playing games anymore. Beyond the pounding of his heart, the ache of his body and the pure panic and loss tightening around his lungs, he could still feel the chill winding its way up his spine.
Wyatt was going to kill him. How messed up was that? No time to think, he just needed to finish the spell and get out of there, get back to the past and fix this.
-send me back to where I'll find,
what I wish in place and time.
The portal opened and Chris snatched at the piece of paper. Instinct was already beginning to take over, tunnel vision narrowing onto the glowing door that would take him back to his mission, completely blocking out the sight of Bianca. He would hesitate, he would stop, he would die if he allowed himself to notice her and watch her dying breaths.
He had to keep going.
WHAT Calling his powers back in Chris-Crossed gets a little complicated as it calls someone else back with them...
WHERE The Halliwell Memorial Museum, San Francisco.
WHEN 2025. 6x10: Chris-Crossed.
Hear these words,
hear the rhyme,
heed the hope within my mind-
Crash! The energy ball sailed right over his head as Chris ducked barely in time to dodge. Wyatt wasn't playing games anymore. Beyond the pounding of his heart, the ache of his body and the pure panic and loss tightening around his lungs, he could still feel the chill winding its way up his spine.
Wyatt was going to kill him. How messed up was that? No time to think, he just needed to finish the spell and get out of there, get back to the past and fix this.
-send me back to where I'll find,
what I wish in place and time.
The portal opened and Chris snatched at the piece of paper. Instinct was already beginning to take over, tunnel vision narrowing onto the glowing door that would take him back to his mission, completely blocking out the sight of Bianca. He would hesitate, he would stop, he would die if he allowed himself to notice her and watch her dying breaths.
He had to keep going.