Hello! This story is dedicated to Miranda4ever. They requested this story and gave me the plot. I hope you like it. Also I have been told that my paragraphs are to long. Sorry, that is my computer. I hope I've fixed that. Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or any of the characters, though I wish I did. I hope you like it!
Leo was mad. No mad didn't come close to covering it. He was furious. Chris had come from the future, stole his job as the Charmed Ones whitelighter, made him an Elder which took him away from his family, and sent him to Valhalla. That little punk was going to pay. The minute Leo saw Chris he grabbed him and threw him against the wall. "You didn't think you were going to get away with it, did you?" "Get away with what?"
In response the Elder punched him. "You sent me to Valhalla. I know you did. You took me away from my family. You're probably after the Charmed Ones aren't you." "No. I saved Paige remember? Why would I do that if I was after them?" "To gain their trust. They've been betrayed before." "I'm not after them." "Stop lying!" He began punching the younger man again. He was so angry, and it was clouding his judgement.
"Please stop. I don't want to hurt them." He ignored the pleas and threw him to the other side of the room. "Please no." Chris was scared. Sure his dad had never been there for him and had ignored him, but he had never hit him. This Leo was different than the one in the future. This Leo might just kill him. Trying to escape he began orbing, but Leo grabbed his orbs and threw him on the ground. "I don't think so." His head snapped against the door. Things were becoming blurry and he couldn't think straight.
"Please no. Dad, please." Chris was begging as he tried to crawl away from his attacker. The words fell on deaf ears. A kick hit his side making Chris cry out and knocking him on his back. His body ached all over. "Dad," he croaked, "Please, don't hurt me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Some tears leaked out of his eyes and slowly made their way down his face. Leo paused when he saw the tears. "Dad, why?" The young time traveler's face looked heartbroken. As soon as the blows stopped Chris took his chance and orbed away. Chris's words echoed in his head. "Dad, why?" "Dad?" He thought. His eyes widened. "Chris is my son."