Disclaimer:

I don't own Charmed. But, if I did things would be verrrry different. This story starts at the end of season 5. It is exactly the same as the end of season 5, but with different subplots and Chris is going to have an entirely different storyline.

Oh, and I will be writing new chapters for my other stories too. I know it's been a few years, I just needed to get myself going again. Growing up is lame and it took a bunch of my free time away, but not anymore :P

1999

"I think you'll be very proud of this one. I'm happy I snatched him up before They could" a gorgeous blonde named Mist stated as she pulled a wooden vial out of a pouch.

"I haven't seen you this excited in a long time" Her fellow valkyrie grinned in anticipation as Mist pulled the cork out of the vial.

"I can choose the good ones well" Mist stated as a flurry of dust sprouted out of the vial and began to form a tall figure. A man with dark hair and crystal blue eyes stood tall before the two women.

"What's going on?" he questioned in an assertive voice. The man did not have fear in his eyes, simply determination. The last thing he remembered was fighting to save the woman he loved from a menacing demon. He wasn't sure if his new location was a good or bad sign for him, but he knew she was safe. He would just know if she wasn't, and he had a very content feeling at the moment.

His crystal blue eyes darted back and forth between the two women, assessing if he was in any form of danger. He looked down below to see that he was no longer corporeal. He could see right through himself at the bushes behind him. A small ounce of panic began to dwell within him, but he stiffened up and began to look the blonde in the eyes again, with an almost threatening glare.

"Don't worry, Andrew. You were killed in a battle and you're in no harm here" Mist smiled at the handsome man who maintained constant eye contact with her. Even though the island housed some of the bravest warriors, more than half of them were consumed with fear once they arrived to the island.

The other woman pushed her lips together before blowing on the inspector, causing him to become corporeal. He looked down at his body, patting his jeans, rubbing his black leather jacket and finally rubbing his fingers against his grey t-shirt to ensure every type of fabric was touchable. His hands then made their way to his stubble as they moved up and down his jaw line.

"You gave your life for those who are fighting one of the greatest battles of all time – that of Good vs. Evil" Mist smiled, placing a hand against his chest. "Welcome to Valhalla."

Downtown

Piper Halliwell clung tightly to her son, cherishing every moment with him. She began to make her way to her green Jeep, balancing the diaper bag and pushing the stroller with one hand while holding Wyatt in her other. Technically she could be pushing him in the stroller, yet a piece of her needed to hold him at the moment. He reminded her that her marriage was real, even if there were days where she wouldn't see her husband. Leo had recently left "up there" due to a calling from the Elders.

They had been on high alert lately, due to an evil brewing within the city. It had everyone on high alert the past few days. She decided to make the most of her newly ruined day and head home to be with her sisters. Wyatt was due for a nap soon, yet she was craving family time. Phoebe would certainly be busy working on a column, but Piper could be very persistent when she wanted to be.

As if on cue, Wyatt's head titled down and rested on her shoulder as his little infant sized hand reached up to his eyes and began to rub them gently. "Are you getting sleepy buddy?" Piper asked, letting a kiss fall to the top of his head. It wasn't much later that she was slipping him into the car seat and driving back towards the manor.

When she arrived back to Manor, she was greeted by some nearly hypothermic sisters. She of course scolded them in her usual tone, attempting to channel her inner Prue. There wasn't one single day that she didn't miss her older sister. She had been viciously stolen from their family by the Source's assassin Shax. Prue was so powerful she was practically invincible, yet her one weakness was also her greatest strength. She was overly protective of two things in her life – her sisters and innocents.

She would give her life for any of the above, and did. She willingly jumped in front of an energy ball to save an innocent man's life. Piper still battled with her resentment towards her sister for throwing herself in front of death so easily. She and Prue had always shared a special bond, one that was not more important than any other sister, just different. Prue was her mother figure, best friend, big sister and mentor. There was a deep hole in her heart that hadn't disappeared for the past two years.

Her son Wyatt had changed everything. He had given her an entirely new perspective. If Prue loved them as much as she loved Wyatt, she completely understood. Her son was a pleasant distraction, a reminder that she could not dwell on the past. She had to focus on the future, rather than be overcome with grief constantly due to the shook her mind from one of her weak spots which had begun to distract her from the conversation her husband and sisters were having about the current threat – The Titans.

All of the thought processing going on within her mind made Piper realise she could care less about the Titans at the moment. She was deeply concentrated on the fact that it felt like her family was crumbling. The family that helped reconstruct her life after Prue's death was disintegrating. The group began to branch off as Leo went to the Elders and Piper went to check on Wyatt in his nap.

Valhalla

Chris orbed into a seedy bush area, quickly observing his surroundings. Moments later a pair of arms were wrapping around his waist from behind and spinning towards the other way. Mist leaned in close to him once he was facing her and let several kisses fall upon his lips.

"Is everything ready for him?" Chris asked, pulling himself out of her embrace.

"Everything is perfect" she assured him, taking his hand and pulling him towards a pathway. The two began walking until they reached a clearing filled with men and women battling with nearly every form of non machined weapon. "He can stay as long as you need him to".

"Good" Chris smiled, pushing a branch out of the way to view the warriors he would have the pleasure of meeting several years later. He remembered being just a young boy, but being absolutely in awe at the skills they had.

It was then that one warrior caught his eye. He was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans, but was topless as he fought with a large man who appeared to be from the Roman era. There was no mistake who this man was.

"He's doing just fine" Mist stated, noticing where Chris' gaze had fallen. "He has been very fierce since he learned of the witch's death. It's almost intimidating at times".

"That doesn't surprise me". Chris smiled at the infamous inspector, wishing he could alter the past even more than he was already planning to do.

Manor

Several hours later Phoebe and Paige were having a sisterly debate in the attic about the tactic they would use against the Titans. Paige was suggesting they use herself as bait for the Titans since they were hoping to kill a whitelighter and Paige had the ability to orb. Phoebe was very reluctant to use her baby sister as bait – for obvious reasons. She finally gave in and within seconds of Paige beginning to orb, a flurry of wind made its way into the attic and a woman dressed in a white toga cascaded towards the sisters. Phoebe immediately covered her face from the wind instinctively and backed away, prepared to send a forceful kick towards the threatening woman.

"Don`t look into her eyes!" an unfamiliar voice bellowed, causing Phoebe to cover her eyes in obedience. She spread her fingers apart to view the suspicious stranger from afar when the sound of potions being used could be heard. She saw a young man with dark hair and striking green eyes staring back at her as he titled his sunglasses down. He looked a little in awe back at her, giving her another glimpse of his eyes. Something about them struck at her heart. They seemed so familiar it pained her. She couldn't place it, but the eyes demonstrated a great deal of the character's intentions without even knowing him. They were determined, yet full of pain at the same time.

He flashed her a sweet grin as he pulled the sunglasses off entirely and turned his attention towards Paige's direction. It was then his grin instantly faded and the hint of pain in his eyes turned into absolute shock and horror. Phoebe turned to see that all that was left in her sister's place was nothing but a completely cemented figure resembling Paige.

"Oh no" she mumbled beneath her breath. "Is she dead?"

"Not yet, no" Chris sighed with relief, at least she had not been killed. He was on a mission that may cost him his life, but he had to ensure that the future he came from wouldn't happen again.

"What the – "Piper began, holding back the urge to swear. Although, noticing the new stranger in her house almost pushed her to finish her sentence.

"Who the hell are you?" She placed a hand upon her hip to study the young man with her eyes but her eyes quickly moved to her completely solid sister. "Oh dear".

"My name is Chris and don't worry. She could be a lot worse".

"How did you know they would attack, and to cover your eyes?" Phoebe asked, looking over to Chris as she ran her fingers along Paige's cemented arm.

"I'm..." Chris hesitated for a moment before he decided there wasn't that much harm. "From the future".

"And why are we supposed to believe that?" Piper questioned.

"I just saved Paige's life" he defended, pointing towards the Charmed One. "Where I come from, she died today and completely changed the Charmed destiny".

"How could the Charmed destiny keep going if Paige and Prue are dead?" Piper's tone became nasty. It was no secret that her sister's death still caused her to be extremely bitter.

"I can't say" he asserted. Piper had always been tough with him through the years. She was the family member he feared the most, she paid an extra amount of attention to him due to who his parents were. Everyone placed higher standards upon him, not that he minded.

"Alright, well until future boy decides to start talking, we need to figure out how to fix Paige" Piper scowled, sending an unimpressed glare towards Chris. "Leo!"