Disclaimer: I have yet to get around to purchasing my own tiny sliver of Charmed. So until that joyous day I have to say, I do not own Charmed.

A/N: PLOT BUNNIES! Sorry, I posted this lasted night after writing it half asleep. I didn't even have a disclaimer! I am fixing it now though. Enjoy

She sighed heavily as she shut the door to her apartment. What a horrible end to a very bad week, she thought. She had lost her best friend and boyfriend to a terrible accident earlier in the week. She had no tears left to cry; she was numb.

Somehow she had found the energy to attend the funeral earlier that day and then wandered aimlessly through the woods near her apartment. A week ago he had been at her side romping playfully through the autumn leaves that littered the forest floor. He had been her world for six years, ever since she was seventeen. Now Kathleen Curry found it hard to remember how life had been before Dan Calliway entered her life.

She shook her head sadly and sank onto her couch, flipping on the television. Flipping through the channels she found nothing to capture her numb mind, until she heard the opening theme song to her favorite show.

"…I am human and I need to be loved, just like everyone else does…" she whispered along with the music, tears forming in her hazel eyes. Charmed had been the one show she and Dan had agreed upon. For an hour every Sunday night they would curl up and get lost in the latest adventure of the Charmed Ones. The tradition had started when they were still in high school and until his death they had followed the show. She didn't think they had ever missed an episode.

Trying to focus on the show she realized it was a rerun, a rerun with Chris, her favorite character. Dan had continuously teased her about 'her crush' on a fictional character. What Dan hadn't known was that she found him and Chris to be alike in almost every way. Aside from being magical and all. Dan had been determined, slightly neurotic about things that were of importance to him, protective of those he loved, sarcastic and quick witted. He had also been blessed with the same green eyes that would range from the color of a stormy ocean to emerald depending on his mood. Even though she had seen this episode before. Kathleen found a small amount of peace watching Chris Halliwell in action. In away it was like Dan was there with her. Wiping her eyes she watched 'Hyde School Reunion', becoming fully absorbed.

"I'm so messed up," she whispered to herself when the show ended. Who was she kidding? Dan Calliway had been real, flesh and blood; until earlier this week a very real part of her life. Chris Halliwell was a fictional character, a part played by an actor. An actor that happened to look a bit like the dead love of her life.

Flipping off the television and turning the ringer off on her phone, she shuffled off to her room. More tears found their way to her eyes when she opened the closet and saw all of his clothes. It hurt so much that she sank to the floor, no strength left to stand.

"Why!" she sobbed clutching her aching head. "Why him?"

When she didn't receive the answer she so desperately needed, her hazel eyes now red from continually shedding tears, she stared blankly at the closet floor. After a few minutes she noticed that there was a wrapped package in the corner of the closet that she had never noticed before. Pulling the brightly wrapped package into her arms, she knew it was a gift from him. Her birthday was in two days and she knew he had always hid her gifts in the same place.

Holding her breath, she gently pulled the paper away to reveal a large green, leather bound book with a rusty red triquetra upon its cover. It was an exact replica to Charmed's Book of Shadows. With a small watery smile she opened to the first page and found his last note to her.

Kit-Kat,

I saw this and couldn't resist. I figured it would go great with the spirit board your sister bought us last Christmas. Happy Birthday Baby! I know that you going to probably make me spend all weekend pouring over this with you and in all honesty, the thought thrills me. I can't wait. We'll make it a Charmed weekend marathon since your sister bought you season one and two on DVD. I love you babe and I'll make sure to not tease you about fantasy boy, Chris. Sorry, couldn't resist. I'll see you tonight. Have a wonderful birthday sweetheart. That's an order!

Love, Dan

Kat pulled the book to her chest, rocking back and forth with tears streaming down her face. How was she supposed to have a wonderful birthday? He had left her, going to a place she couldn't follow.

"I love you so much," she whispered as she once again opened the book and began to flip through its worn pages. "Why'd you have to die?"

After a few hours she looked up from the famous book. She wished for the first time that Charmed was real and that she had magical abilities. Before today Charmed had just been a favorite show and something she had shared with him, now she wished it to be real. If it were, she would pull a Chris and going hurtling to the past and save him. As soon as the thought formed in her mind Kathy could swear she heard Dan's humor filled voice whispering in her ear.

"Ah, Ah" it said. "Personal gain." It was not the first time she had heard the whisper of his voice since he died. With a sigh she looked back down at the book and for a reason unknown to her she recited the spell before her, one she had never heard on the show. A spell to reunite one with another lost across space and time.

Nothing happened and she shook her head. Did she really expect anything, Kathy wasn't quite sure? With a sigh she closed the book and crawled up onto her bed.

"I miss you, so much." She whispered softly as she closed her weary eyes.

She didn't notice the warm glow encasing her nor did she care when her resting place suddenly felt different. Nothing mattered anymore. He had been her best friend and lover, her everything and without him she couldn't find the strength to care anymore.

Kathy groaned when awareness began to hit her. She had dreamed he had come back, alive and well. She knew if she woke up fully there would be no denying that he was gone. The fact that something was different assaulted her before her eyes had a chance to focus on the foreign room around her. Squinting against the sunlight that was streaming through stained glass windows she tried to figure out why she wasn't in her bed, in her apartment. When her eyes finally adjusted, she quickly stood, alarmed. She knew this place! However, she had always thought it was nothing but a Hollywood set. She was in the attic of Halliwell Manor and most definitely not in Hollywood. It looked the same in everyway, yet definitely different now that it wasn't two-dimensional.

"I need to wake up," she muttered to herself.

"You just did." Kathy jumped at the voice behind her. She didn't have to turn around to know whom it belonged to.

"Chris?" she whispered in shock. There was no way this could be real! Yet there stood the futuristic whitelighter from her favorite fictional television show. He was staring at her with narrowed eyes, his arms folded across his chest. "No way" she muttered ignoring his unnerving gaze.

"Yes way," he stated. "And who are you?"

"Kathleen." This had to be a dream. A good dream, but a dream all the same. Any minute she would wake up and be forever lost to her misery. "Curry."

He nodded, but didn't take his eyes off her as she glanced nervously around the large attic. She couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze. Those eyes were hauntingly familiar to his and she couldn't bear to look at him. They really are similar, she thought.

"Well what are you doing here Kathleen Curry?" She jumped, not from his question but the use of her full name.

"Kate," she whispered looking down at the floor. Most of her friends called her Kate or Kathy. "Please call me Kate."

"Ok," Chris said, his voice slightly cold. "Kate, what are you doing here?"
"I don't know," she sighed looking up at him. Why couldn't he just go away? Couldn't he tell she was scared shitless? That she didn't know how in the heavens she had jumped from the real world to that of Charmed. "One minute I was I was crying myself to sleep and the next I am in Charmed!"

"Charmed?" he asked choosing to ignore her hurt expression or the angry confusion in her voice. Somehow he could tell she was no demon but that didn't mean she wasn't a threat to Wyatt and his family.

"I think I'm in an alternate reality." She whispered as tears began to well in her eyes. Why did he have to look at her like that? It was hard enough to comprehend what was going on but did she have to end up here? Why Charmed? She wanted Dan, not a fictional character. Sighing, she tried to explain why she was there. "Where I come from there is a popular show call Charmed and it follows the story of three very different sisters who find out their witches in San Francisco…"

By the time she had summed up all six seasons, leaving out the last half of season six, Chris' eyes were as wide as saucers. She had recounted the last six years of his family. Not his, but girls last six years at least. Yet he still couldn't be sure; she could've studied them.

"Prove to me you are who you claim to be." He finally said.

"How?"

"Give me something no-one else would know."

"Fine!" Her anger flared and she wracked her brain for anything that might bring this time-hopping neurotic to her side. "Piper and Leo are your parents. Piper dies when you turn fourteen and you fell that you can't get close to her here in the past. You have major issues with Leo because he was never there for you when you grew up. Your brother has turned Halliwell manor into a museum in your time. Your fiancé just died trying to save you from your power hungry brother after she betrayed you and dragged you back to the future. Happy now!

"Not sure," he said softly, causing her to glance back up at him. She felt horrible when she saw grief written across his face.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be," he said sitting down on the day bed she had awoken on. "Do you know how you got here?"

"Not a clue. I'm probably just dreaming."

"Why do you think your dreaming?"

"Hello," she cried out. "I'm standing here talking to Chris Halliwell, who in my time is a fictional character played by Drew Fuller on my favorite show. I have never seen anything to prove that magic exists and I am an emotional wreck who wanted nothing more than to dream away my pain. This has to be a dream."

"I'm real, Kate." Chris said looking closely at her. "Watch."

Kate stared open-mouthed when his form dissolved in twinkling blue light, only to reform a moment later. If this was a dream it was a very vivid one. She had just watched him orb!

Chris felt bad as soon as he saw her face upon reappearing. She was staring blankly at him, her mouth slightly open. He felt even worse when tears began to fall down her face. He quickly stood and walked over to stand before her.

"Don't cry," he said softly with sincerity. "I'm sorry."

"I'm fine," she whispered stepping back from him. "Just a little scared."

"Never scared anyone to tears with orbs before," he said surprised.

"Not from your orbs!" she whispered looking back up at him.

"I figured."

"Oh." She should have realized he was trying to lighten the mood. Then it hit her. If she was in Charmed, it was the sixth season and he was going to die! She couldn't let him die as well. She knew that saving Dan was not in her hands but maybe she could save this family the pain she was feeling. "What has been happening around here lately?"

"Huh?"

"I need to know where I'm at exactly." She said trying to get him to understand. "Where I'm at in the season."

"Um," he tried to think of something that could help her place where she was. "Phoebe just lost her powers to the…"

"Tribunal." Kate finished for him much to his surprise. Was that worry he detected in her eyes. "and Barbas got a get out of hell free card."

"You know who turns Wyatt don't you?" He knew the answer before she spoke, when she stiffened and gazed sadly at him.

A/N: Please, now that you've taken the time to read this please review, even if ya didn't like it. Help me help you!