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Summary: Just when they thought things couldn’t get weirder… Connor didn’t just get placed with any old family…

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Charmed > Conner-Centered(Site Founder)JinniFR151967062,40719 Sep 0419 Sep 04Yes
Title: Fast Foward

Author: Jinni (

Rated: Pg13

Character: Connor

Disclaimer: All things BtVS belong to Joss Whedon, et al. All things Charmed belong to Aaron Spelling, et al.

Distribution: The normal places.

Author’s Notes: For the person on my LJ who wanted something to do with Connor and Charmed.

Summary: Just when they thought things couldn’t get weirder… Connor didn’t just get placed with any old family…


“Chris! Demon! Behind you!”

He turned, ducking just in time as raking claws slashed through the air right where his head had been.

“Just a quiet Sunday morning,” he called out above the din of the rest of the battle, taking place somewhere behind him, near the Book of Shadows. His taunting tone carried easily to the sisters and he heard Phoebe snort.

“This is quiet for us, Chris. Haven’t you learned that by now?”

“Yeah, sure,” he quipped as he orbed out of reach of ‘his’ demon, taking himself safely back behind the Book. He flipped through the pages. “Got it. Vanquishing spell.”

At that, the demon that had been busily trying to attack Paige and Phoebe looked up, black eyes going wide, before shimmering out of the attic entirely.

“Aw… we scared it away,” Paige grinned. “Talk about getting a rep in the Underworld.”

“Well I’m not afraid of you, witch.” The second demon snarled, advancing on the trio.

“Do we need Piper?” Pheobe asked breathlessly, shouldering Chris out of the way as she took her place behind the Book.

“No – he’s lower level. Just do it.” Chris couldn’t help the tiny smile that danced over his lips as he watched his Aunts do what they did best – make the world safe for their family and the innocents they protected.

This was the kind of thing that he had come back in time to save. Family. Friendship. Comraderie. Good winning over evil.

There was precious little of any of that where he came from. Just a whole lot of death and despair.

The demon screamed as the fires of the vanquish engulfed it, winking out of existence a second later.

“Good job, team,” Paige nodded in satisfaction. “And, hey – we didn’t even completely destroy the attic this time.”

“Go us,” Phoebe smirked.

Chris chuckled softly, gently pushing them both out of the way so that he could look through the Book. “We need to figure out what they wanted, guys.”

“If I had to guess,” Phoebe drawled, bending over to grab the athame that one of the demons had dropped. “I’d say it was a simple case of wanting to kill the Charmed Ones.”

“Simple, she says,” Chris snorted. “You realize that you are getting jaded, right?”

“Jaded, shmaded,” Paige laughed. “We’re just being realistic. I’m not sure what it was like in the future, but here we fight for our lives on a daily basis, in case you haven’t noticed.”

Chris stiffened. She didn’t know, he reminded himself, keeping his eyes safely down on the Book so that neither of them would, hopefully, see the pain that he knew was flashing through them. There was no way for them to know that, in the future, they weren’t even alive to carry on the ‘good fight’.

And he wasn’t going to be the one to tell them.

“Chris? What’s wrong?”

Damn it, Chris cursed mentally, forcing a tiny smile on his lips as he looked up at his Aunt. “Nothing, Aunt Phoebe.”

“Liar,” she rolled her eyes. “C’mon. Spill.”

He sighed. “I can’t. Future consequences, remember?”

God how he wanted to tell her. Tell both of them. All three of them, for that matter. If they knew when, where and how they died, they could avoid it right? Even if he didn’t manage to stop Wyatt from turning evil, he could still save them.

But he couldn’t.

If he saved Wyatt it would give everyone a fighting chance.


And that would have to be enough. He couldn’t risk the future anymore than he already was. There was no telling what would happen.

“You know, these future consequences really suck,” Paige complained with a wrinkle of her nose.

“Tell me about it,” Chris smirked, returning his attention to the book. A shiver ran over his skin as he turned the page and he frowned, glancing up and around the room. “Did you guys feel that?”

“Feel what?”

He licked his lips, shaking his head again. “Nothing, must have just been –“

The far wall opened into a swirling mass of blue and white, his words dying on his lips as he watched the figure fly out of it, landing on the floor in a cursing heap.

He knew that voice. He knew that string of curses like he knew the back of his own hand. Why him?

“Sh -- “ He uttered a curse under his breath, scampering from around the podium to stand in front of the sisters, face stern as the newcomer pulled himself to his feet. “What are you doing here?”

“Nice to see you, too, Chris,” the other man sneered, brushing imaginary dust from his clothes.

“Um, Chris, sweetie? Who is this?” Phoebe spoke up before Chris could think of a retort, her voice wavering slightly.

“Yeah – spell, potion or both?”

Chris shook his head. “He’s not a demon. He’s… from the future.”

Their eyes widened, glancing between him and the grim-faced new addition.

“O…kay…” Paige frowned, crossing her arms. “And who is this one?”

“The truth, Chris.” Phoebe lifted her eyebrows. “And none of that future consequences crap.”

“See what you’ve done?” Chris turned to the other man.

“I just wanted to help. With Wyatt.”

“Right, help.” Chris snorted. “That’s just great. Well, I hope this doesn’t screw things up in the future even more. Guys… let me introduce Connor… my little brother.”

“You’re…” Paige looked shell shocked as her words died in her throat.

Phoebe, on the other hand, laughed at least, though Chris knew better than to think for one second that he had gotten off lightly. There would be hell to pay later for not telling them all about this addition to the Halliwell family. “And when can Piper expect this little bundle of… joy?”

~*~End Ficlet~*~

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