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[Fic RPS J2] Give Reasons To Live (A Vanehil's Fic)

Dame Reasons to live

Authors: VaneHil. ( vane_chan6 & evian_fork )

Couples J2, Chris / Steve, Chris / Jared non-con. Jared / Fabray Quinn said Steve / Jo Harvelle

Warnings: Sex, Hurt! Jensen, Hurt! Jared. Non-con. And several kinks ...

Rating: NC-17.

Summary: Jensen is a writer of good repute, and as every writer is a loner who just want to get your soul mate, who would say get an unwanted tenant in his lonely life.

Disclaimer Disclaimer: Fics done without any profit motive is simply fun, the show belongs to Eric Kripke wonderful genius, as well as the actors themselves.

Comments: Good afternoon! o_O That nerves, this is the second fic I publish my love and I want to thank in advance those who take the time to read and comment * o *, oh and sorry for the disorder is under renovation Journal, Ibrahil-sensei taught me the secrets of the Journal but the kick lol crazy, etto also like to thank each and everyone who are still reading the previous Fic.

- know that if you do not want it here I'll take you okay?
Jensen smiled.

- Yes - answer just as the doors The elevator opened, as Kane was by far the closest thing to a family that would ever.

- Good. "He gave a spanking to almost ran out of the elevator.

- IDIOT! - Jensen cry red.

Chris just laughed walking to the car. Seeing the high brown amazed watching the building.

- Is not great? I ask. - Just wait to see inside.

The boy just raise my eyebrows surprised.

Chris turned to Jensen.

-Hey I have no hurry walrus all day you know?

- If you have damn lazy and idle, "he says looking up at Kane.

- Hey watch that mouth of children are present. He pointed to the brown river only.

Jensen turned to see the guy with no interest, but that's when your mouth is dry and his heart picked up a little.

A big smile, sincere and innocent, that matched precious dimples was the first thing I notice. He was tall, strong no doubt, his eyes were brown hair and although the latest was not sure, seemed to see green when the sunlight reflected a bit on them. Thick drink thanking heaven, for his work than as to conceal their emotions, because, god - his whole body was vibrating with the young man before him.

- Hey, I'm Jared. "His smile decreasing slightly at the serious expression of Jensen. - You must be Jensen-added shyly.

- So much pleasure, "replied raising his hand in hopes of checking the manner of the young.

Jared smiled taking her hand firmly.

- Thanks for letting me stay.

- No thank you, I do for you or because I'm interested in your situation is a simple favor for this idiot. He said with a deadly cold tone that surprised even Chris.

Chris was going to reply but Jared is progress.

- Do not worry'll take care not to disturb their work, I like a lot of his novels. Said a little embarrassed. "Sorry to cause problems.

- You better, I like that you can understand the situation, "he said raising an eyebrow - I thought of your kind, did not read the literature they write," he says with a smile burlista.

Jared under the eyes somewhat contradicted.

Chris growled.

- What the hell is wrong with you? - He snapped at Jensen. Jared put his hand on Chris's shoulder.

"Do not worry Mr. Kane, okay, I'm very thankful that God let me stay here .- Ackles Jared shook containing some rage, I knew I should thank this man let him stay, but he was angry to treat him well. - I can upload my stuff? I ask quietly.

- Next, you take the right room, "he says with a somewhat cynical smile.

- Thanks. "I take the four backpacks old who was on the ground and began walking toward the building.

- You are a fucking bastard Jensen. "Said Chris.

- Kane No, I'm not, do not overdo it, "said returning to his normal tone, who knew Kane.

- So why you treated well? If you want someone cobrártela do not mistreat me child

Jensen river.

- I'm getting the Kane, I just wanted the child needs to know that altruism is not here for me, if not by luck, "said turning also to return to the building -" reality does not always pleasing, "added quiet.

- If I had known that these fucking kill you psychologically Jensen. "Threatened to meddle in his car.

***

Jared stayed off the stairs and asking whether up or not, when he saw Jensen in and under the head.

- Sign roared from within.

Jared entered can not prevent the gasp of astonishment at the luxurious place.

- Quiet boy, "Jensen said laughing.

Jared gave him a curious look and a little angry.

- I'm not a child. I murmur

- To my surprise you are, "said the boy to see who heard it.

- Sorry. He said looking down.

- Let's get one thing clear, I am your father and You're not apologizing, I'll give back the keys and do not tease me, and inside your room you can do whatever you want, provided they do not interrupt me, boy Do you understand? "I ask getting a beer from the freezer.

"Yes sir," replied quietly. Jared attempt to stay strong, the truth is that at that time did not want to think about his father, even though it hurt a lot.

Jensen notice the change and your heart jump again to feel the sadness in the boy. " Damn " thought, since I get this guy his heart seemed to trapeze.

- Do you like pizza? "I ask with a tone minimally less strong.

- Yes ... sir. "Muttered noticing how hungry he was.

- Well, the number is in the refrigerator, called by one to your liking, I say going to the room.

- Eh ... I have no money. I murmur

- And who will said that the need to pay? - Ask tough again. - I called the payment goes.

- Sure ... Nodded nervously, when I make the call could not stop looking at the freckles that I was sitting watching tv apparently mortally concentrated.

Back to the time and remained standing where he had left his luggage without really knowing what to do, moving his hands nervously

- look like a child, and is going to be your house, acting as such, go to your room do something, but do not stare me so - he said something irritated.

- Sorry. Said again taking his suitcase, which broke down his horrendously sending clothes and a few pictures that hit the floor shattering glass. Jared shook with fear and was paralyzed, probably screaming and Jensen comenzaríaa botaría there.

- Oh god, "said the blonde before turning over the din - Listen child, couple that ...,¡¿ you expect?! Go to settle - he said without giving importance to the accident.

Jared took a deep breath and as he could all in their hands going into the room that Jensen had told him, noting how big it was put their stuff on the floor and had returned by has left behind, trying to put together the glass.

Jensen could not help but see the young with annoyance, but when you crouch could see her butt, and semi erection carried from the little joke Chris grew in seconds. Unable to avoid lip-smacking ... looked so strong!

felt Jared Jensen's gaze and hurried to gather all fearing a reprimand.

- Do you have a broom? I ask softly when he saw his fingers with fine cuts.

- Huh? - Misinterpreting said for a second - Oh sure ... is in the final room - said turning to the TV again and if you can avoid bringing a hand to his crotch and press hard.

Jared went to the back without seeing the reaction of blond. I take the broom and dustpan and clean quickly cast into the pot of rubbish that was seen in the kitchen. Washed his hands and practically ran to get into your room.

sigh of relief when he was in the room could not help but open his mouth surprised the place was huge and was the guest room, well it was obvious that this should match the majesty of the apartment, but ... wow ... never expected much.

He approached and sat on the bed, immediately noticing the softness and firmness of the mattress, jumped a bit like a toddler trying it.

lay was finished on the bed, extremely tired, I had thought of unpacking but had lost all desire just felt the mattress beneath him, the residence of the university was so good at home and popped out half of the legs since I was 14.

Miro pictures hanging on the walls and wondered who was there when the place was busy, probably Chris.

Sigh settling a bit better, the sheets were cold but slowly began to take his body heat with yawning stretching his arms and then restrain a sob. Missed his father but his mother had insisted that it should continue with their lives, and it ended there ... living with one of his favorite writers since I have about 15 years old but that turned out to be a first class idiot, as someone who wrote and could do so " not fit!" thought slightly.

Jared shrugged a bit before getting up and started rummaging through her purse looking for an old photo of his father, tears rolling down his face slowly.

Jensen played slightly once or twice, he received no answer so I came in, slowly trace and saw the boy with the saddest look he has ever seen, photo in hand overflowing tears, it broke his heart but forced to leave his voice loud and clear.

- Child, and the pizza arrived, salt, "he said standing in front with his best face of indifference.

Jared quickly dried her tears and got up hiding the photo under the pillow.

- Sure ... I whisper softly and a little ashamed to appear weak before the man.

Jensen sighed and left the room with a knot in the stomach, he sincerely hoped that those tears were not because of him, knew that the boy had just lost his father, and maybe just maybe was a bit harsh.

- Hurry boy, "said calling from the kitchen.

Jared hasty way, lowering his head when I get there.

- Thanks ... "He said softly.

- Come come, I hope you have a good appetite because I usually eat only one or two pieces, "says he took out two beers from the fridge.

- I like to drink before a test. He said with a guilty smile.

Jensen could not help but smile at the innocence that he found the boy's face as he said.

- Well okay I respect you - make sure opening the refrigerator and taking out a new Coca Cola - Is this you? I ask moving in the air.

- My girlfriend says she feels cellulite. "He said absently.

- Girlfriend?-Hit wonder thing, and honestly do not know why. - Well, but I'm wondering if you like, not to clarify something she hated.

- Oh ... if I like. Said a little cut. I did not know he had done wrong, but it must be that the guy was a frustrated or something.

Jensen threw the bottle into the air towards the brown, turned and closed the fridge waiting to laugh if not caught it.

Jared the subject easily, watching the pizza hungry.

- I can? I ask, not noticing the blond look of disappointment.

- Go ahead kid, "said a very slight smile.

- Well What are you studying? - Asked sitting beside her also taking a slice.

-nuclear engineer ... Ehh ... Replied giving a big bite of pizza.

Jensen turned to see him caught.

- Wow I did not think children study something so, well, I'll make you a personal question right? - Wonder testing the waters.

- Sure whatever. "I say a little excited that Jensen has flattered, or something.

- Let's suppose you have any scholarships or any trust of your late father to pay for college, is clearly not enough to rent you personal expenses cover How do you expect? "I ask arching an eyebrow. - At least personal expenses that stay and have resolved, I can assure you clarify half-second later.

"Well ... if I have a scholarship ... I got a potato with some friends about three years ago ... but ... but mama do not want to look for a job I think ... "His voice became a whisper.

- If you like you can help with some things around the house, I can give something in return, helps us both, I hope the proposal will not offend without knowing it, "said the devil was offering more help than you Chris was required.

- Really? I ask a little amazed. - Well I'm not very good for cleaning the mess ... and I did this afternoon. "He shook his head. "But I will give my best.

- This well-flushed said something hiding his eyes, I could have sworn The boy's eyes had changed color. Smile thought looked good beating immediately.

-Sorry for all the bad things ... It was not my intention to annoy. He scratched his head.

"Damn" thought Jensen.

- Relax, it'll be frank I do not like the idea, but I know that Chris was right where you are studying something very important and would be a shame you could not finish it, well your mother is now up to you boy, I guess I understand that and I like to help - he said, rising by another piece.

Jared just nodded.

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[RPS Fic J2] Give Reasons To Live (A Vanehil's Fic)

Dame Reasons to live

Authors: VaneHil. ( vane_chan6 & evian_fork )

Couples : J2, Chris / Steve, Chris / Jared non-con. Jared / Fabray Quinn said Steve / Jo Harvelle

Warnings: Sex, Hurt! Jensen, Hurt! Jared. Non-con. And several kinks ...

Rating: NC-17.

Summary: Jensen is a writer of good repute, and as every writer is a loner who just want to get your soul mate, who would say get an unwanted tenant in his lonely life.

Disclaimer: Fics done without any profit motive is simply fun, the show belongs to Eric Kripke wonderful genius, as well as the actors themselves.

Comments: Good afternoon! o_O That nerves, this is the second fic I publish my love and I want to thank in advance those who take the time to read and comment * o *, oh and sorry for the disorder is under renovation Journal, Ibrahil-sensei taught me the secrets of the Journal Madden though hehe, etto also like to thank each and everyone who are still reading the previous Fic.

Chapter 1.

The First Change: The uninvited guest.

Jensen turned in the bed like a cat stretching, gentle movements and sensitive to how big it was his body, felt his muscles stiff, had slept too late, writing the final book in the working of course. He moved his neck from side to side, a kind of snap out of it, leaving both hands stretched caer nuevamente sobre la cama, y contemplando el techo de su habitación, donde los rayos de sol reflejaban su fuerza -¡Un nuevo día!- pensó suspirando.

Un poco perezoso se levanto para ver el reloj, eran casi las once de la mañana. Dio un bostezo largo, se sentó en la cama y observo el piso largo rato antes de ponerse de pie y dirigirse por el frio apartamento, que parecía tener el AC a todo potencia, llegando al baño. Entro y se miro en el espejo, movió la cabeza a ambos lados  y volvió a suspirar, algunas ojeras adornaban su rostro y evidenciaban su cansancio pero sin duda el cansancio valía la pena, escribir, tomar su pluma y dejarse llevar era una de las pocas cosas que le llenaba el corazón

Sentir esa extraña emoción que lo invadía cada vez que se sentaba a escribir lo enloquecía, afinco su cabeza contra el lavamanos, de allí tenia una vista de su triste cama vacía, se sentó en el inodoro intentando ahogar la agónica tristeza que lo invadía, al sentir esa soledad que lo embargaba algunas veces; Y era entonces que no podía evitar recordar el día anterior, Una pareja de la mano genero murmullos despectivos en su trabajo, pero en el...genero anhelo y hasta algo de envidia , siempre pensó que ese dicho de que habían personas que nunca encontrarían el amor era bastante estúpido, pero ahora a su 29 años estaba pensando que ese era su caso, se sentía muy solo...su único salvavidas era sin duda escribir...

Se coloco una mano en la boca evitando el sollozo que amenaza con salir de ella, sintiendo ese horroroso nudo en la garganta tan familiar. Abrió la ducha y se quito los bóxer que era all I wore, hoping that one day die of cold, supposed to be their European descent would not allow for such a stupid disgrace. He went under the water trying to drown the sorrow and loneliness, and although the water had long, did not get the damn lonely, recalls the laughter and the hugs of the couple the other day, those looks so fondly he always wish to receive, her life was never easy, your family had disowned him for being what it is, and that's just the beginning of years of solitude.

¿De que sirve tener éxito profesional?, si no tiene a nadie más a su lado para compartirlo.

Se llevo las manos a la nuca frotando un poco, no sabe porque es tan masoquista y termina siempre cada mañana, con el sol en lo alto, pensando en lo mismo.

Golpeo la pared con rabia, afincándose contra ella luego. Escuchando el teléfono en la lejanía de su cuarto, intentando ignorar el maldito sonido, observo el lugar, un baño demasiado bien equipado, demasiado bien decorado, extremadamente costoso y de que le valía, de que valía que su apartamento fuera tan grande. Cerro la ducha luego de haberse enjabonado y lavado el cabello, saliendo totalmente fresco de ella, tenia al menos unos dos días sin bañarse y todo por que se había metido de lleno en su libro.

Se encamino hacia su habitación y empezó rebuscar entre su armario, rodeado de finas ropas y otros implementos, algo casual que ponerse al fin y al cabo, no tenía la más mínima intención de salir o contestar el teléfono. Se dirigió a la cocina rascándose distraídamente el estomago, mirando la ventana abierta de la cocina, donde se paraba un gato marrón con manchas naranjas que parecía tomar el sol.

- Si no te gusta el frio puedes irte, ¿no? -le espeto. Abriendo la nevera y buscando algo para comer.

- Miaw  - ronroneo el minino como contestándole, a lo que el rubio arqueo una ceja divertido mientras sacaba un jugo de naranja, lo sirvió en una taza y se encamino hacia la sala dispuesto haber un poco de televisión.

Se recostó en el sillón, escuchando el teléfono sonar por segunda vez en la mañana, o casi mediodía aunque para Jensen como si fueran las nueve no pensaba contestarlo, Encendió la tv buscando algo bueno que ver, aunque dudaba que lo encontrara.

Se detuvo sin querer en la típica novela donde la fea o pobre cautiva el corazón del joven apuesto y rico.

“Es que no se dan cuenta de que esas cosas no suceden realmente” pensó con algo de ironía.

 - Que amargado estoy hoy -susurro acomodándose en el sofá.

***

Chris subió las escaleras furioso, cuando viera a Jensen lo primero que haría sería meterle un patada directo en las bolas por cabrón y no contestarle el teléfono. Llevaba desde el día anterior dejando putos mensajes de voz a la maldita contestadora, sabía que Jensen estaba en su estúpido y ridículamente grande apartamento, seguramente encerrado en el puto estudio o llorando como bebita acurrucado en su cama. Siguió subiendo las escaleras hasta At the door of the apartment Jensen almost starting to want to release the door of the beating he gave her.

***

Jensen jumped a little place to hear the knocks at your door.

" is that the Neanderthal that there do not know to ring a bell?" thought.

- Jensen opened the damn door! You're out there fucking good for nothing coward. I shout angrily as he continued banging on the door. - As you leave no burn'll take care of the whores in the balcony I swear!

- Kane-whisper haunting eyes wearily getting up and heading for the door - what the hell you want? "Ask tough just to open the door.

Chris did as he had raised, giving an accurate kick in his private parts to Jensen.

- By bastard.

- Damn you Kane What hell with you? - Double question of pain and breathing difficulty.

- That you get for not answering the damn phone. What are you deaf or do you give it? "I ask no matter entering his friend continued on the ground, closing the door and sitting on the couch. - But ... What the hell do you see?

- Kane What do you care? "I ask getting up even something painful - What are you doing here? What do not work? "murmured the TV out of your control

" Well Sir FYI I live in the shadows Ackles, today is Saturday. Sarcastically said mounting feet on the table. "And I care because I do not want to get sick watching that shit.

- Saturday Kane?, Successful people work Monday through Sunday, so look for another job - I say annoying him. - And only saw that because in 500 channels there is nothing else - lied off the TV.

- Wow! I've hurt you know? your humble sincerity. Said seeing evil. - At least I have time for my personal life, I say, you know what is that? Right?

- Ja-ja-ja - let dry - That does not leave funny money, "I mutter Kane - That leaves debts in your case," she smiled as she said innocently.

- Hey! at least had good sex ... I say I have good sex! ... which you do not know that it's right? Countering said "Or have you already got something out there?

Jensen se puso rojo e inclusive un gruñido salió de su boca.

- ¿Qué es lo quieres Kane?-pregunto evadiendo la pregunta.

- Ya veo que no... por que sigues igual de amargado... -dijo por lo bajo encendiendo la tv de nuevo. - Vengo a pedirte algo.

Jensen volvió a gruñir pero no dijo nada, el vacío que sintió ante las palabras de Kane le había golpeado y sinceramente no confiaba en su voz en ese momento.

Suspiro antes de contestar.

- ¿Qué?- dijo simplemente.

Chris lo miro un momento.

- Una vieja amiga de mi madre perdió a su esposo en la maldita guerra y quedo sin dinero...así que no puede seguir pagándole la residencia a su hijo aquí en Massachusetts, y el chico no tiene donde quedarse por que sus amigos son todos unos cabrones riquillos...y necesita donde quedarse. ¿Me entiendes?

Jensen enarco una ceja cuando volvió a ver a su amigo.

- ¿Y eso que? - pregunto viendo que Chris se quedaba serio - No pretenderás que venga a vivir conmigo ¿o si?-

Chris le dio una sonrisa amplia. 

- Oh no -dijo el otro ante la sonrisa. - Si lo pretendes ¿cierto? -dijo como preguntándose así mismo - ¿Qué te hace pensar que diré que si?-contraataco colocándose a la defensiva con sus brazos cruzados.

- Bueno...así will not be so stupid and the guy just hanging around probably on your mind on something else other than mourn as a little girl so stupid you are to get a date. - I raise an eyebrow as if thinking. - Oh sure ... and so tendrása someone to talk and not feel so left out of society. And perhaps even let the guy you give the ass or you. -Concluded with a smile

Jensen growled, while the first reason it seemed reasonable to him to mourn the little girl cone and the small matter of a couple, now had wanted catch killer Kane's neck and test the law of gravity from his window on the fifth floor.

- No, seriously Kane Why would I? - Asked seriously.

- I gave you the reasons ... is you remain the "cold" bastard you are or do a favor to this guy besides being a good student has a big future ahead. "He shook his arms raised to the kitchen for a beer.

Jensen sigh.

- How old are you? "I ask followed.

- 22 and it is a cocoon, in a good way of course. But mama loves and brings cupcakes and shit and love it so she has been convinced me to me when Sherry has asked for help, and now here I am. - I open the beer and drank a great deal.

- Kane is a child, why not get your? "I ask for taking a well.

- Because if you said no bad memories that successful people work Monday through Sunday. And I do not I am, "I point out - Just in case you do not remember where I live and I have only room for me, besides that you have all the amenities here that this brat would need for their studies. He shrugged his shoulders.

- you take advantage of my spare room then? "I say fun and then ask - What do you study?

- Engineering some shit. simply said

- How long? He said leaning back in one of the muebles.

- Pues le faltan dos años.  -dijo haciendo como que no entendía la pregunta

- No, retrasado, por cuanto tiempo se quedara- dijo quedándose callado en el acto –Espera… ¿Se quedara conmigo los dos años? - pregunto alarmado.

Chris se rasco la cabeza un poco apenado, el estúpido se había dado cuenta rápido.

- Pues te sentirías mejor si te digo toda esa mierda de que se quedara hasta que su mama pueda pagárselo.

- ¡NO! -contesto con firmeza -…Bueno Kane, sabes que si accedo el muchacho tendrá que comportarse, es decir ocupo mi privacidad ¿entiendes?

- ¿Que privacidad? -pregunto incrédulo.

- Kane no tientes tu suerte -dijo señalándolo.

Chris levanto las manos en señal de rendición.

- ¿Eso es un si?

- Si -mascullo tomando un trago de cerveza - ¿Cuando llega?

- Pues esta en mi auto. -dijo con una risita.

- ¡¡TU!!- grito - ¡Maldito! Lo trajiste como plan B para que no me negara en su cara ¿cierto?

- ¿Yo? Hey no te metas con Kane el niño bueno . -replico cruzándose de brazos y alzando una ceja. -Pero si. -Le dio una sonrisa malvada. - Ya veras como se te cae la baba por el mocoso.

- Stupid never would I want a child of that age - said dela throwing away the empty beer cans in the trash. "Go bring him - said without much importance.

- Yeah right ... I've been looking at my ass, so do not do it. He began to walk out the door.

- Kane accept it, only your imagination! You have no ass - funny said.

Chris saw him turn and predators.

-¿No?

- No, solo algo que usas para sentarte -contesto odioso.

Chris lo estampo contra la pared con fuerza.

 - ¿Quieres saber que no uso para sentarme? Jenny... -pregunto susurrándole en el oído.

- Vete a la mierda Kane - le dijo actuando perfectamente normal, como si la cercanía de su amigo no le afectara.

- Pues a mi se me hace que me estas deseando Jensen... -metió su mano por debajo de la camisa de Jensen acariciando la piel que se tensaba bajo su tacto. -¿Lo quieres Jensen?

- Quítate de encima Kane-dijo empujándolo, alejándolo de su espacio personal.

Chris se rio.

-Eres una niña Jenny, vamos te mostrare el chico -abrió la puerta y salió. -Y podemos usar el maldito ascensor de una vez. No pienso bajar escaleras.

Jensen suspiro aliviado cuando Chris se alejo, su cuerpo había reaccionado muy a su pesar, “ Bueno Obviously, only manual work is not exactly a good relief "he thought to while Chris gruñíaa in response mode and down the elevator together.

I watch Chris sideways, shook his head, Jensen knew his way was like the sexiest man in the world and if anything had been clear since high school was that I wanted to throw it, in fact I had done years ago if not for all that shit respecting romantic in which he believed the writer. Step one hand on Jensen's waist.

"Chapter 1 Part 2"

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[Charmed FanFiction] The heir of Darkness Cap.4

Charmed: "The heir of the Dark"

Rating: Angst - UA - Dark - OC - OCC

Beta: Kannay or narcotic doll.

Chapter 04 "The Beginning of the End"

The rest of the day was fairly normal maso with the problems involved in high school, very deadly problems, which was really relaxing for any family member Haliwell.

Patricia Haliwell se tallaba los ojos con fuerza mientras su hermana a su lado iba en su acostumbrado alegato "¿cómo puedes dormirte en clases el primer día? Eres una irresponsable".

-Ya puedes parar con eso, pareces un disco rallado, ya te dije que lo siento-termino mientras rodaba los ojos y aceleraba el paso.

-A no, no, no, Patricia Haliwell ven acá en este mismo momento. No todo se puede arreglar con un "lo siento", ya te lo he dicho y mama también-gritaba Asley colérica al verse olímpicamente ignorada por su hermana menor.

-¿Por qué no te preocupas por tus asuntos?- decía al voltearse un poco para sostenerle la mirada a su hermana con una sonrisa divertida mientras bostezaba tranquilamente, ocasionando que Asley chillara de enojo.

-¡Patricia!- grito mientras levantaba un libro con cólera en el aire.

-¿Qué demonios es este circo?- pregunto Chris, mientras bostezaba un poco ante la molesta mirada de Bianca.

-¡Chris!- chillo Asley dirigiéndose hacia su primo-. Chris dile que no es correcto que se duerma en el primer día de clases eso es causar una mala impresión con los profesores- decía al borde de un colapso nervioso roja de la ira.

-Cálmate As que le dices a la persona equivocada nuestra primera clase fue matemáticas, y se la paso roncando casi toda- decía Bianca también bastante molesta refiriéndose a Chris.

-Jajajaja ustedes dos se estresan demasiado -decía Chris con una gran sonrisa que contagio a los demás, pronto todos se reían abiertamente, a las afuera de la secundaria, bajo aquel atardecer rojizo, con el viento soplando de manera leve.

"Ha sido un buen primer día, todo ha estado bien", pensaba Chris con una sonrisa while watching her cousins and the woman who loved to laugh as if there were no tomorrow, he thought everything was fine again.

Shortly after leaving her cousins at the door of the apartment, ensuring safe and complete enter, walking hand in hand with Bianca by San Francisco in silence, just enjoying each other's presence, a silence comfortable saying a thousand things at once.

-Christopher, how you felt? That is the rest day Bianca asks nervously while tightening but the hand of her boyfriend.

-Best, and if you mean a lo que hablamos en la mañana-dice mientras se gira y toma el rostro de la chica entre sus manos -. Estoy bien Bi -susurra contra los labios ajenos antes de besarla, suave, profundo pero nada apresurado, es solo un beso de tranquilidad para demostrarle que esta ahí con ella, y que pase lo que pase no se separaran. Al separarse un rubor recorre ambos rostros, sus ojos se encuentran y una leve sonrisa por parte de ambos les hace sentirse sumamente afortunados de tenerse el uno al otro.

Al voltearse ambos para seguir sus caminos, se encuentran con Phoebe con unas cuantas compras en la mano y con Catarina a un lado, con una sonrisa traviesa y unos ojos marrones que brillan más de lo normal al llevar sus little hands to his mouth to shout

- Look Mom, Chris already has a girlfriend! - While applauding all excited and gives light bouncing.

Both Chris and Bianca pale when he heard the little girl. Address their immediate view of Phoebe who is more serious than ever, with a slight twitch in the foot that indicates that he expects one of the two young men explain. Bianca wants to immediately release the hand of Chris, but retains more strength and a smile returned to her aunt Phoebe challenging, always reflect this, and what makes the girl just want to land or hell swallow in these moments.

"Good Evening, Christopher Bianca. I think we should talk, what have the pleasure of spending? - Indicates a rather forced smile while firmly gripping the hand of Catarina and passes next to two young men.

- Oh, Chris! Bianca-release reproachfully, as he hit in the shoulder and released from his hand, turns over and over again in the place where it is, in the opinion of Chris seeing very adorable.

- How do you think outside the apartment kiss your aunt? What goes through your head? What? Do you want to send me to fly from Phoenix to kick my ass to hell? "He said as he lightly hit one time or another in the head caused more and more laughter from the young, who at one point the I take the waist in an attempt to reassure her.

Bi-Quiet, quiet, "he said stealing a little kiss, causing the young man even more sick to his arms - and do it again! Christopher let me or I will fluctuate and get out of here What the hell's on your mind? - Cry again.

-Love-whisper este dejando quieta de golpe

-¿Qué?- susurro esta.

-Hey tortolitos-grito Patricia desde la entrada -. Dejen de hacer el tonto o mi madre se enfadara más, anden pasen.

La casa de su tía Phoebe siempre había sido un lugar de diversión, lleno de juegos, alegría y risas, pero por primera vez- según los recuerdos de Chris- el ambiente se estaba tornando difícil e incómodo

Phoebe se paseaba - con un evidente enfado- de un lado otro ordenando las compras en la cocina, al mismo tiempo ordenaba a Catarina levantando un poco su voz-muestra una vez mas de su enfado - que se retirarse a hacer sus deberes. La pequeña era una copia exacta de su padre, excepto en sus ojos marrones pero la picardía y emoción que brillaban en ellos eran exactos a los de su madre. Con escasos siete años y en su primer año de primaria, la pequeña era un dolor de cabezas para sus padres, por su carácter fuerte, decidido y algo dulce.

-¿Cómo te llamas?- pregunto la pequeña ignorando olímpicamente a su madre, situándose frente a Bianca con una gran sonrisa, y el brillo de una travesura reflejado en sus ojos.

-Catarina Haliwell What you just said? - Phoebe asked to enter the room, while crossing his arms and leans his head waiting for the child understands.

- But Mom! I can do homework later, I met the pretty girlfriend, "says Chris as he leads a pot to his cousin, who can only smile at the attitude of his little cousin.

- Quiet Champion, and have time to meet you, the end of the day it is or will be part of the family, Chris ends as she strokes her hair affectionately.
-Catarina
Phoebe says with a tone more serious than before, making the girl almost flee the scene.

"Okay Chris, Could you please tell me the how long you're going out with Bianca? Sure, if I can find out he asked trying to remain calm about the situation, but it was easy to act that way with their children, except with your nephew.

-añoo About two-hit Chris replied with a tone of indifference but also quite challenging, which does not go unnoticed by the witch.

"Listen guys, I do not want to impose anything much less cause problems but you already have enough things against to have it hidden. It is wrong are giving a bad impression about its intentions.

- What do you want? Can you tell me, aunt? ... Because, "he pauses," I have not the foggiest idea, if we had started earlier, as you advise Would anything changed? - asked almost expressionless, shrugging his shoulders. All Bianca judged by their origin, if Phoenix, Pigeon, Swallow ... nobody takes into account their actions.

Phoebe suspira, es claro que a su sobrino le vale lo que ella o cualquier otro miembro de la familia le trate de decir, Chris la ama eso es obvio para cualquiera, y ciertamente tiene razón en que el origen de la chica es prácticamente el verdadero problema.

-Disculpen- murmura Bianca-. Yo… yo lo amo -suelta de pronto con un tono fuerte, seguro y sincero, lo único que pido o mas bien pedimos es una oportunidad creo que durante meses he demostrado que no soy un riesgo para el, ni para la familia Haliwell, por favor-susurra de nuevo.

El silencio que rodea de pronto el lugar, lo rompe la misma Phoebe con una ligera sonrisa, talvez un poco forzada pero sincere, aimed at the girl. Must recognize that since Chris knew it, not have gotten into more than one or two problems, and no magic, now is the affection on both sides not only for Chris, the girl loves him, and she knows better than anyone that this is really important.

- What you need to do on Sunday? He asks quietly.

- Are you talking to me, "asks the girl.

"Sure, I invite you to dinner on Sunday evening with my family, if you want to trust you let us know.

"Thank you, oh my god thank you very much the young woman shrieks as she pulls into the arms of her fiance who just surprised, he receives a laugh.

"Thanks Aunt Phoebe.
-Nah
quiet, but Chris promise me to tell your mother, otherwise she will kill me and hide it, you know how it is and ... more than enough to tell you guys that the road ahead is quite long, hard and perhaps quite extensive. Not only with us ... if not the world.

"I know," answered both with a big smile on their faces.

"Well," Phoebe -. Who wants cookies? Tia

Phoebe answers are not children, Chris calmly.

- No? Well cookies double chocolate chip and walnut filling, will only release the twins "the witch as she heads to the kitchen. Mentally counting the seconds is very familiar with his nephew, and he knows he can not refuse the cookies 1, 2.3 ...

"Maybe we can make an exception for this time," murmured Chris with a big smile, Bianca corresponded more quiet. Chris That was his simple, kind and strong, maybe it was worrying for nothing.

"Everything will be fine," he said herself, as she walked to the kitchen with her boyfriend's hand.

When everyone has left the room one of the many walls of the body is distorted, showing a young woman with blue eyes as cold as the night, blue-black hair makes her perfect game with his terrifying and citrus unique smile. Dressed in a black leather Length, which frames all his exotic figure, three different knives hanging gracefully from his waistband, each with an engraving of a different color and texture, but all with the onset of grip pure silver.

Walk a few steps, look all around with an unexpected curiosity quickly attention is called by a portrait that sits atop one of the furniture. To take a brand is exposed almost skin color, a little darker but no less visible, a Phoenix-this is her way. The girl says the force that keeps the portrait in his left hand, an internal hatred increasingly hardened his gaze soon, soon will be the day he thinks to himself, as he falls to ground photography Phoebe and her family, set ablaze from the self-image of the witch, while the girl disappears.

Chris and Bianca walk to the mansion Haliwell in absolute silence, that day had been full of emotions, the first day of school is always well, but today has exceeded every expectation that both may have.

-Mama, Papa, "announces Chris arrives and entering with Bianca behind him.

"Brother, Melinda screams down the steps and rushed the two by two, her hair is moving dynamically from one side to another, the brightness of this contrasts with the light reflected from the windows slightly Haliwell's mansion in full sun, she pounces on her brother and waiting with open arms, behind them no less calm down, and Pandora Helen Matthews.

-Primitive-called two at a time, approaching Chris equally restless.

-sister Melinda, what are you doing here? - Question open more strong, so the small increase can only laugh hug.

- How? - Wyatt exclaims fun while downstairs - Chris if you let me hold you to suffocate and did not let me lift you up or a while, I see preferences, "says mockingly while approaching and lovingly removes the hair of his brother.

This will smile in response, and Bianca has gone unnoticed in this pequeñoy affectionate welcome, is a very nice atmosphere, despite not being included, the only see the smile on Chris before his brothers and other relatives is enough to make your own out of course, Chris is the happiness of his own. Chis

separates to see his sister up and down and in a voice of pride goes to Wyatt, a fun but firm

"Brother, I think we should prepare to ward off unwanted kids who come to our sister "she says playfully. Tone that Wyatt does not hesitate to follow even for a moment, before a pot of Melinda.

"Sure an innocent stay hell, one or two weeks, you can convince anyone to keep their hands away from our child-ends at the point of laughing at the tantrum that is coming from your sister. Melinda

Chris is released and turns indignant, with a sweet smile furrowing his lips, when he turns again, note the presence of someone behind her brother is Bianca, he thinks to himself, a slight annoyance starts growing inside her, the girl does not like at all, but as Wyatt does not want to lose her brother, so that even implies, but the temptation is great ...

"Speaking of hell whispers the girl pointing behind Chris, trying to hide his amusement, I really do not want to upset Chris but this girl is not good for a Haliwell. Chris

tense and knows immediately referred to Melinda, and that's all it takes for your good humor fades within seconds, and the feeling of sorrow that has experienced the last weeks back stronger than ever.

His body tenses but if possible, you feel a little dizzy and the image of the face of your dreams rotting slowly, with that arrogant smile, she seems so real in those moments that can not avoid wobble a bit, being taken immediately by Wyatt, to a startled Melinda who also advances to support Chris.

- Chris! - Crying all the time "What's wrong? Are you okay? Wyatt asks her brother changed the pale just that this time he thinks to himself.
-Chis
love what's going on? Bianca asks who meets Wyatt and Melinda all with the same goal, Chris prevent falls, while the aforementioned seems unaware of anything going on around them.

"Nothing," says the brown Bi out of his reverie, and as the day her pallor and shortness of breath, away in seconds leaving a feeling of doubt Wyatt.

"Was it his imagination?" He thought as he dropped to his brother. Helen and Pandora

had stayed away, first by giving space to his three cousins after a year without being, it is natural that they needed a time. And then by the sudden sickness of his cousin, had had enough with three psychopaths trying to help more While suffocating, as if to join them.

Chris wrestled a little to loosen the grip of her sister who looked with fear written on their brown eyes, took a few steps toward him suddenly irritated after contact, cleared his throat praying that not much notice the sudden discomfort.

- And mum and dad?-Hit wonder, realizing immediately that not only noticed a change in his tone of voice.

If not that scared her cousins who looked surprised - why? "Just did not know but now could not care less.

- have not arrived either, Papa is in the hospital probably an emergency, and mom is fixing some details with the P3-Wyatt replied quietly.

really awkward silence occurs in the place, but a little heart from seeing Catarina Phoebe's hand, unaware of the environment both come with a smile a little relaxing atmosphere, Catarina is released restless hand his mother and runs to where his cousins.

-Champion, "says Chris as he smiles.

a blink indicates the presence of someone outside the family, everything happens so fast, the demons have come out of nowhere around the family, at strategic points as if it were a war a cry begins to attack.

- Death to the Haliwell! - Shouts a young man from the beginning of the stairs, his enigmatic figure and dress makes her look like the leader, quickly takes one of the knives from his belt from the silver handle and directs it with relentless force and speed to the small Catarina, this is only the first attack triggering other more perfectly aligned.

-Tie me - cry Pandora using your telekinesis orbital inherited from his mother, but as this came to his hand, and Catarina had been dropped from the shock, shouting and crying, he had falling immediately release shortly after a severe pain in his right hand.

-Ataman was poisoned, do not approach your sister Helen Melinda cry before anything was thrown to one side, crashing and taking with Bianca, leaving both girls giddy over each other.

-Bi, Chris yells Melinda interposed between a second attack that leads to both girls, their bodies thrown by one of the windows of the mansion Haliwell, falling on the glass can complain only slightly, trying to rise again ...
-Chis
Helen yells, seeing as the body of his cousin ejected with tremendous force into one of the windows, you can clearly see some blood and vomit, when the impact from broken glass and the concrete floor, some minor tears, show their dismay, unable to move this virtual standstill of fear, which is obvious to any demon who is attacking the mansion Haliwell now.

"But we have here, lewd comments to a demon - a Haliwell unable to defend his people-ends before the terrified eyes of the girl, who can only turning over her eyes wide open for air, while feeling as a knife fiercely through his stomach. Wyatt is prey

a strong tremor through his body, his breathing fast - damn! I can not move my body, "he thinks to himself, as her face is dotted with a few drops of blood. When you focus more attentively view, can not help cursing himself trapped in the air while his cousin, is the most you can do is as much as his body allows him to move.

Melinda, Bianca spreads quickly without worrying that the girl took the brunt of the attack cushioning the fall of both. He stands up with difficulty, a treacherous trail of blood flows from the left side of his head. Raise your hands and begins to exploit different demons while walking his goal for now is to Catarina, is the child must protect, but is quickly surrounded ...

Phoebe is in the same situation as Melinda, was surrounded, hopeless and even a little tired

- Paige! - yells up to be cornered by three demons

-not even try self-centered witch, "says a voice behind her.

The witch begins to notice how the air from his lungs began to fail "turns a bit confused-encountering the same girl who started the attack with his hand outstretched towards it as if it was about his neck and squeezed to nothing, at the very moment when Phoebe feels the grip on his neck, life out of their hands

When you feel the air fill again with horror as her attacker is lost interest in his life and heads relentlessly toward Catarina, while another seems to be also the leaders of the group goes to Bianca, with the same brightness murderer in his eyes that "the killing of silver knives "... Continue