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Heaven Hath No Fury

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Summary: When it's time to fight the First, Willow feels a little shaky about doing the spell on the potentials. That is, until she gets a little help from her white-lighter.

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Charmed > Willow-CentereddizzyspiritFR1331,688052,00131 Jul 1131 Jul 11No

Chapter One

Disclaimer: Buffy and Charmed belong to someone else. Or rather two someone elses. They're not mine, that's all you need to know.

A/n: Takes place during Buffy S7 Ep. Chosen and Charmed S6 sometime after the Ep. The Courtship of Wyatt's Father.



Willow was extremely nervous. Everyone was counting on her. Tonight was the night she was supposed to change the world and she wasn’t sure she had the strength. She definitely didn’t think she had the courage. Kennedy had tried her best to comfort Willow but there was really only one person who could calm her when it came to using such powerful magic.

As soon as Willow had her room to herself she had called him. Even as she saw the white orbs of light float down, Willow felt the tiniest bit better. Her white-lighter could always do that.

“Willow, what’s wrong?” Chris asked as he sat next to her on the bed and put a comforting arm around her. He could feel her panic.

“Chris! Thank goodness you’re here.” Willow said as she buried her head in his shoulder. “Buffy wants me to do some pretty serious magic and I don’t know if I can without going all evil and flaying somebody and I’d really rather not do that again cause flaying, pretty messy.”

“Willow, slow down,” Chris said as he grabbed the witch by the shoulders. “Just take a deep breath and start from the beginning.”

Half an hour later…


Willow had told Chris everything. He already knew about her friends, that Buffy was a vampire slayer and that Willow had gone evil the year before. The whole Evil Willow ordeal was why she had been given a white-lighter to begin with. Or more specifically, Evil Willow was why she had been given Chris as a white-lighter. He had dealt with major Evil before. His own brother, Wyatt, had gone evil and Chris had come back from the future to change it. Gideon, an elder that worked with Chris’s father had suggested that Chris be assigned to Willow so that he might better understand why someone who was so good before would turn evil. It might give them a better idea of how to stop whatever was going to happen to Wyatt. Chris had felt that having a new charge was too much of a distraction from his mission but over time he had become seriously protective over Willow. She was like that sister he would never have.

“Wow,” Chris said the only thing he could think to say for the moment. This plan of Buffy’s was gutsy to say the least. The more Chris heard about the slayer, the more he admired her. “One day I’m going to have to meet this girl. She sounds really…special.”

“Chris, focus,” Willow told her white-lighter as she pointed to herself. He was here to help with her problems not to fantasize about the slayer.

“Sorry,” he replied, blushing.

“Besides, aren’t you supposed to be a secret?” Willow said with a smirk, knowing from the blush on his cheeks that she had caught Chris having romantical thoughts about Buffy.

“They don’t have to know that I’m a white-lighter. That’s the only part that has to be a secret. I could just be another witch that you know, “Chris answered.

There was a short knock on the door followed by Kennedy entering without waiting for an answer.

“I know you said you needed some time alone…” Kennedy cutoff her sentence as she caught sight of a strange guy sitting on the bed with an arm around Willow. “Which apparently you changed your mind about and I’ll just go now.”

“Kennedy, wait!”

Willow ran after Kennedy hoping to catch the girl before the storm in her eyes became a hurricane that would inflict damage on the entire house.

Chris wasn’t sure if he should wait, follow, or orb out. He chose option D: wander around the house in hopes of finding this Buffy he’d heard so much about.
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