Discaimer: I don't not own any of the Charmed ones and all that other wonderful stuff that I know everyone cares so much about.
Chris was scared. The night mares were getting worse and worse and he couldn't sleep. He was always tired, but he couldn't tell anyone. Wyatt said that he would be a baby if he ran to his parents, and Chris didn't want to be a baby. He was a five, an entire hand! He didn't want to be a baby, so he had to deal with the dreams himself. When Chris was four he use to run to his parents and jump into bed with them, but he couldn't do that any more. Wyatt would defiantly call him a baby for doing that, so Chris had to deal with the dreams himself.
Chris would stay up all night if the dreams became too bad. He was always tired, and that was bad because kindergarten was starting soon. Chris would try to sleep at night, but it didn't always work. He would wait until his parents were in bed then turn on his light before falling asleep. He would be able to sleep for a little, but soon the nightmare would come and he would walk around his room to shake the dream and stay awake.
"Chris are you okay?" his mom asked at dinner. Chris's entire family was over and he was trying not to fall asleep at the table. Even his two year old cousin Mel was wide awake.
"Yeah I'm fine." He lied, he hoped his parents would fall for it; he didn't want to get sent to bed. But the longer everyone talked and stayed at the table the harder it was to keep his eyes open. Chris could feel himself drifting off, and slowly his head started to fall.
"I think it is time for you to go to bed." He heard his dad say
"No, I'm awake dad." Chris whined, but his dad didn't care and picked him up. He could hear Wyatt telling him that he's a baby, so he buried his head farther into his dad's chest to hide the embarrassment. Once his dad left the room Chris got out of bed and turned on the lights. He wasn't ready to go to bed yet and he thought it would be fair because everyone else was still awake.
"What are you doing up?" he mom asked coming into Chris's room
"Playing, I'm not tired and no one else was going to sleep." He answered sweetly looking up at his mom with his big green eyes.
"Nice try, but I saw you at the table; your head almost feel onto your plate. And now that everyone has left, I think it is time for bed." She went over and picked Chris up off the floor and tucked him into bed. "I love you." She said placing a kiss on his head
"Love you too." He said as his mom left the room. He waited until his mom's footsteps disappeared then he got up and turned the light back on. Chris wasn't tired now, but he didn't know what to do so he started walking around the room.
"Chris what are you doing?" his dad asked sternly
"Looking for something." Chris lied; he got on the floor and pretended to look under his bed
"You can find it tomorrow, right now it is time for bed." His dad pulled him out and lifted him into the bed. "Good night." he walked out of the room leaving the door open. Chris waited until he couldn't see his father any more before closing the door and turning the light on again.
"Chris I thought I told you to go to sleep." His father said opening the door on Chris
"But I'm not tired." He whined, but his father would not listen.
"Now go to sleep." His father ordered before leaving, Chris started to get up out of bed, but his dad came back in, "Sleep." Chris leaned back against his pillow and closed his eyes, trying to go to sleep.
"Please mom just this one time." Chris whined he was in a kitchen. He turned around expecting to see his mom who wasn't there. "Mom?" he asked getting a little worried, "Mom where are you?" he ran into a living room "Mom!" he shouted she was fighting a demon who was winning. Chris threw the demon against the wall, but it didn't do anything. He got back up and threw a fire ball at him; his mom blocked it from hitting Chris and ended up hitting her. The demon orbed away before Chris could do anything else.
"Mom are you okay?" Chris asked, she nodded her head in obviously in pain. "Dad! Don't worry mom dad will come and heal you. Dad! Dad!" Chris shouted knowing that he wasn't going to come "Dad mom needs you!" Chris started to cry
"Sweetie I want you to promise me that you will be good okay." His mom said weakly
"No mom your gonna be okay dad will come and heal you. Dad!"
"Just remember Chris I love you." She said before slipping away
"No mom please don't die, Dad!" Chris cried on last time before breaking down
Chris was in an alley fighting off demons throwing them against the walls stopping them. But they kept getting up and more would come if another.
"Stop!" a man ordered blowing the demons out of his path, "I want to take care of him myself." He gave an evil laugh before throwing Chris up against the wall.
Chris was in an attic looking over a book. He heard something coming, but he didn't know what it was.
"Okay let's get you out of here." Chris walked over to Wyatt but before he could get someone TKed him against the wall.
"Don't make me sacrifice you both." A strange man said, Chris then TKed against the wall and made a run towards Wyatt. He was almost there when the man stabbed him in the stomach.
"Dad!" Chris cried out in pain.
"Chris."
"Dad." There was blood on his shirt and the pain was getting worse
"I'm here Chris." Chris could hear his dad, but couldn't see him
"Dad!" he tried one more time, but he didn't know how much longer he could last
"I'm here Chris just open your eyes." Chris tried opening his eyes, but the pain was too hard to bear
"Please sweetie open your eyes." He heard his mom say, but how could she be here
"Come on Chris open your eyes."
Chris finally opened his eyes to see his worried parents. He looked around and saw that he was on the floor, but had no idea how he got there. He tried to get up, but he was stuck he kept moving around trying to get free but it wasn't working.
"It's okay Chris," his father said, "Just stop struggling and I'll get you out."
As soon as Chris was free he jumped up, big mistake. Everything started to spin and he felt as if he was going to throw up. But he couldn't that would only show that he was a baby. But his parents had found out about his dreams and most likely heard him screaming his head off. But how did he end up on the floor tangled in his sheets? Everything was so confusing and Chris couldn't think straight he was shaking hard and it was getting hard to breath. He had no idea what was wrong with him, but the more he thought the shorter his breaths got.
"Hey it's okay, don't worry, it's gonna be okay. Follow my lead." His father said going down to Chris's level, "Breath in, breath out, breath in, breath out." His father lead him and slowly it became easier to breathe but he was still shaking.
"You scared us sweetie." His mom said pulling Chris in close, "We heard a loud crash then you scream. What were you dreaming of?" Chris didn't answer he didn't want to be a baby any more. "Are you feeling better?" Chris nodded his head even though he was still a little shaky. "Do you want to come into our bed?"
"No." Chris nearly shouted, "Sorry." He felt bad for yelling
"No it's okay, why don't you try and get some sleep." His mother kissed him on the head before walking towards the door, "Are you coming Leo?"
"Yeah, I'm just gonna make sure he's okay." As soon as she left his dad picked Chris up and put him back into bed. "Are you sure your okay buddy?" he asked while tucking him in.
"Yes, I'm fine it was just a bad dream." Chris said
"It was more then a bad dream, we both know that. Want to tell me what's really wrong."
"Nothing is wrong."
"Are you sure you don't want to come to bed with mommy and me?"
"Yup." But Chris's father wasn't buying a word his young son was saying
"Come on Chris what's wrong, you've been tired all the time and falling asleep everywhere. You won't talk to anyone, this has never happened before, it all started after not long after your birthday. Chris, what did Wyatt tell you?"
"Nothing." Chris was getting scared he didn't want Wyatt to get into trouble
"Well whatever your big brother told you it's not true."
"But Wyatt would call me a baby." Chris started to get upset and shaking again
"Well your not. If you have a bad dream you should tell us, that is why we are here to help you."
"B...b…but Wyatt said…"
"You don't have to listen to him. You won't be a baby if you need mine or mommy's help."
"Would I be a baby if I cried?"
"Of course not." Chris broke down and leaned into his father's hug. He could feel his daddy picking him up off the bed. He knew where they were going and he didn't care, he felt safe in his daddy's arms.
Chris felt his daddy putting him down onto his bed and he crawled in closer to his mommy who was waiting with open arms. She started caressing his hair as he snuggled closer into her warm embrace. Chris started to fall asleep, but he didn't care. One good night sleep would do him good, and besides he always had tomorrow night.
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