One-Way Ticket ? Chris Halliwell

"I can't believe they told us to wait here." Sera grumbled.

She and Chris were stalking around the house with absolutely no purpose.

"They can handle it themselves, doesn't it feel good to relax?" Chris asked from the couch.

He hadn't moved since they left to go look for Piper.

"No not really, I feel useless. I want to punch or blow something up." The corvus said, pacing back and forth from the grandfather clock to the side table next to Chris.

"Would you sit down?" He groaned.

"We should be helping them, isn't that what you're here to do?"

"Since when do you care what happens to them?"

"Since Piper basically took me in and Phoebe taught me how to roundhouse kick." Sera explained, folding her arms over her chest.

"Right...well we can't intervene." The half-whitelighter ordered, leaning back.

"Fine—whatever. But I need to stretch out it's so cramped in here, can we at least go to P3? It should be closed since Piper's not there."

Chris glanced up at her.

"What do you mean stretch out?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow.

Sera stared at him for a moment.

She waited to see if he understood, but after a few moments of him looking at her with a confused expression, the corvus decided she needed to spell it out for him.

Sera took in a breath and forced her wings through the skin on her back. She winced as the sting shot through her body.

The pain only lasted for a second before the two large masses were at either sides of her.

Chris's eyes widened as he examined them.

"Right, your wings. Yeah, we can go to P3." He said, finally standing up from the couch.

Sera grinned. She loved how nervous they made him.

"Good."

* * *

Chris orbed the two of them into P3. Sera looked around as the world became whole again. They were in the back room where he and Bianca spent a lot of time together in the future.

"Great, it's even more cramped in here." She complained, annoyed by the fact that she had to fold her wings awkwardly to even fit in the room with him.

Chris frowned in response to her words. "I wanted to make sure there was no one here before you walked in there with two gigantic wings."

The corvus rolled her eyes at him.

"I don't think the people here would care, babe. They're not even conscious half the time." She stated, literally shoving past him.

Chris scoffed as she opened the door and trudged out of the room.

As soon as she got into the main area of P3, Sera threw her wings out. The left wing smashed into a table, hurling it across the room.

"Jesus, Sera." Chris announced from behind her.

"Finally, some space." She breathed out, loving the fact that she can actually spread her wings out with ease.

Chris went around them and slid in front of her.

"Are you happy now?" He asked, gesturing to her black feathery masses.