Secrets are revealed when the Charmed Ones finally get sick and tired of Chris's lies and decide to do something about it; they cast a spell and bring two little boys to the past and send Chris to the future.
I do not own Charmed.
Yes, I realize I have like twenty not complete stories but this is a challenge from some of the other writers who I'm pretty close with. They want to see if I can actually finish a story without creating a new one so I'm going to try really hard to finish it! Then I'll finish up Harder to Breathe and Heart of Ice. Also if you have the chance you should check out the song. Your Winter by Sister Hazel, it's pretty good!
I Won't Be Your Winter
Chris was sitting on the bridge with his knees pulled up against his chest with his chin lightly rested on his knees, a look of thought on his face but pure sadness in the depths of his beautiful emerald eyes. He blinked once and glanced over at the ocean, watching it calmly wash up onto the beach with a soft sigh leaving his lips.
He'd finally done it. Pushed the Charmed Ones to their max and got himself kicked out of the manor and P3 with absolutely no where to go. He's from the future, has no ID, no money, no friends to stay with and they expect him to make it to the future somehow? After all, he can't even go to the attic anymore so he can't get home. The brunette slowly stood up and turned around when he sensed Leo behind him and was ready to be attacked by the angry father and elder. However, Leo seemed pretty calm even though Chris just caused some major conflict in Halliwell Manor only minutes ago and 'let' Wyatt get kidnapped by a colt of demons.
"Why did you do it, Chris? No one's here but you and me so don't bother lying to me." Leo said even though that was a big fat lie seeing as the Charmed Ones were standing right behind him, he had only turned them invisible and cloaked them. Chris slowly turned back to look at the bridge as he stuffed his hands in his pocket.
"I didn't mean to," He said as his voice quivered slightly. "I was just trying to save your son, ok? Things got a little out of hand."
"Look at me Chris," Leo said and slowly the witchlighter turned to look at him and Leo was shocked to see all the emotion in his eyes. "Is it true...is Wyatt evil?"
As soon as those words left his lips Leo felt a sharp pain in the back of his leg and he was positive it was from Piper, telling him that there was no way in hell their son could ever be evil but Leo wasn't so sure. He also wasn't sure why Chris thought that it was up to him to save their son, did he know him at least?
"Yes, trust me Leo; I wouldn't have said if it weren't true." Chris said quietly.
"How do you know him...? Wyatt, I mean." Leo said and Chris exhaled through his nose before he pulled his hands out of his pockets and slowly turned to look back at the water before he felt a hand on his shoulder. He gently lowered his shoulder before raising it up when Leo's hand slipped from it and he only pulled his jacket closer to him.
"He's my...was my best friend," Chris said. "I thought I knew everything about him and I was obviously wrong."
Leo only nodded before he glanced behind him and saw swirling white and blue orbs before he turned around to look at Chris's back as he once more took a seat on the bridge and allowed the wind to mess up his chocolate locks as a single tear rolled down his cheek and Leo was shocked. He's learned more from the man in the past five minutes than he has in the last five months.
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"Piper, you have to calm down!" Phoebe said as her sister roughly flipped through the Book of Shadows with a fierce look in her eyes and her lips pressed into a straight line. Phoebe rubbed her head from all the emotion she was getting from her sister was tempted to scream at her but quickly gained control and attempted to block out Piper's emotions.
"How can I calm down, Phoebe!? Chris just said that my baby boy is the ruler of the world and you just want me to calm down and forget about it?" Piper practically shouted as she slammed her hands down on the Book before she closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath.
"Maybe we can cast a spell or something, to find out if Chris is telling the truth." Paige said as she tried to come between her elder sisters before they could start fighting and after a moment Piper nodded before she flipped to the truth spell and then stopped.
"I need to see it," She finally said and her sisters frowned at her for a moment, not quite sure what exactly she meant. "Phoebe, write a spell so we can actually see future Wyatt because that's the only way I'm going to believe it."
"Ok," Phoebe said as she nodded and Piper walked out of the attic and she had a feeling that Piper was going straight to Wyatt's room to watch over him as she hasn't quite relaxed since the demon colt got a hold of him. "How in the world am I supposed to write that spell?"
"Using a pen?" Paige suggested and Phoebe grinned briefly before she rolled her eyes and grabbed her pad of paper and black pen before she bit her lip and stared at the paper before she groaned and rested her face in her hands as Paige rocked back on her heels as she sighed.
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"You can't catch me Gabey!" a blonde boy, who looked about five, shouted as he raced down the halls with a brunette toddler waddling after him as fast as his little legs would take him. The blonde giggled before he quickly ran into a room and shut the door behind him and heard the little pitter-patter of feet pass the door as he stifled his laughter.
"Where's your brother?"
The blonde spun around and smiled when he saw an elder blonde sitting behind a desk with some papers scattered on it. The young boy walked forward and shrugged his shoulders as his icy blue eyes wandered over all the papers and quickly looked up into matching blue orbs when the elder's hand tightened around a pen.
"Matthew, where is he?"
"I don't know daddy, he just ran past the room; we're playing tag and he's not winning." Matthew said before the blonde in front of him sighed and ran a hand over his face.
"Go get him for me will you, I'd like to keep him away from demons." The blonde said and received a nod from his five-year-old before the boy quietly left the room and went in search of his baby brother. A couple of minutes later Matthew returned with a chubby toddler following right behind him with big green eyes that instantly lit up in delight when he saw the blonde man.
"Dada!" he squealed and padded right over to the blonde and was quickly lifted up onto man's lap before a demon shimmered in and quickly got on his knees and practically had his forehead against the floor as the blonde scowled at him for interrupting him in his study.
"What do you want?" he snarled
"I'm sorry My Lord but we have news of the Resistance." The demon said and the blonde smirked.
"Oh, really? What did you find out?" he asked as the demon stood.
"Christopher has gone to the past Lord Wyatt, five months ago." The demon said and Wyatt almost snarled before he only nodded and made a gesture for the demon to leave which it hastily did. The brunette toddler looked up at Wyatt with those innocent eyes and Wyatt sighed softly and felt his anger instantly melt away before he gave the child a kiss.
"Come here Mattie," Wyatt said gently and the child walked over and climbed onto Wyatt's lap and felt one of Wyatt's arms go around his waist and relaxed in the man's arms as he was hugged before Wyatt kissed the side of his head. "Do you remember your mommy?"
"Yeah!" Matthew instantly said as he nodded his head and Wyatt smiled faintly before he looked at the toddler, who looked just like his mommy. "Gabey does too daddy, he had a dream of mommy last night."
"How do you know that, Mattie?" Wyatt asked gently as he very lightly ran his fingers through his eldest's curly flaxen locks.
"Cause I saw his dream, I couldn't sleep so I watched his." Matthew told him and Wyatt only shook his head at the boy who may look so much like him but all Wyatt could think when he saw the boy was Chris. He was so sweet and loving one minute and could be sarcastic and downright mean the next if you did something he didn't like or picked on his little baby Gabriel.
"What did I say about reading people's minds?" Wyatt asked and Matthew pouted before he grinned and flashes of Chris's smiles filled his minds before he quickly pushed those thoughts away and focused on the boy in front of him.
"I didn't read his mind, daddy; I watched his dream. There's a difference." He stated with a firm nod in Wyatt's direction and 23-year-old could only smile at him and allowed the boy to have this victory since he was very well aware that the boy was also as stubborn as his mother.
"Are you two hungry?" Wyatt asked and Gabriel instantly squealed and bobbed his head up and down as Wyatt only rolled his eyes since the three-year-old loves to eat; especially bananas while Matthew will only eat strawberries. Wyatt stood up and set the two on the ground before he picked up the toddler when he started fussing about having to walk.
"Daddy, can I have pudding? I want strawberry pudding!" Matthew said as he reached up and grabbed Wyatt's right hand as they walked out of the study and down the hallway as Wyatt only smiled at him before he swung their hands and Matthew giggled slightly.
"Ok, but after you eat you two need to get to sleep cause it's getting pretty late." Wyatt said and Matthew pouted but nodded his head anyways since he wanted his pudding and going to sleep actually didn't seem like that bad of an idea since his eyes were already struggling to stay open.
"Nilah Nilah!" Gabriel said as he grabbed onto Wyatt's cheeks in an attempt to make the elder look at him and Wyatt only grinned and nodded before kissing his cheek. This was the side of him that was reserved especially for his babies and Chris; no one else would ever see this side of him, if anyone saw the loving side they'd probably try to kill him.
"Ok, vanilla milk too."
Almost an hour later Wyatt was tucking in his five-year-old when he noticed the sad expression on his adorable face and was instantly concerned about him. He sat down on the edge of the bed and gently caressed his chubby cheek before kissing his forehead.
"I want mommy." He whispered and Wyatt swallowed; this was the conversation he'd been trying to postpone as long as he possibly could.
"I know you do buddy, I want your mommy too." Wyatt said before Matthew's eyes filled with tears.
"Did mommy leave 'cause I did something bad?" he whimpered
"No," Wyatt said firmly as he shook his head. "You didn't do anything bub...I did."
"What did you do, daddy?" Matthew asked as the tears slowly subsided and Wyatt exhaled slowly through his mouth as he glanced out the window and at the destroyed city.
"I tried to keep your mommy safe, too safe," Wyatt said as he finally looked down at the boy. "Now go to sleep, your mommy's gonna be back real soon."
"Promise?" Matthew whispered and Wyatt froze before he slowly nodded his head and Matthew raised up a little hand and held out his tiny pinky. "Pinky promise daddy?"
"Pinky promise," Wyatt said as he gently hooked his pinky with his son's before kissing his tiny hand and pulling the blankets over his chest. "Now get some sleep."
"I love you daddy." Matthew said and Wyatt gave him a kiss.
"I love you too, bub."