Disclaimer: Not mine.

AN: Major Slash and Incest in later chapters.

"Bianca, what are you saying?" Chris Halliwell was close to having a break down. His girlfriend of nearly three years had called him out of nowhere, her crying evident due to her cracking voice and mid-word sobbing.

He had just purchased the engagement ring he was going to use to propose to her on the night of their third anniversary. Just this afternoon, he felt like he was on top of the world…

Chris eyed the expensive diamond ring in its glass case. He had seen it before but decided against buying it until he got his brother's opinion. A big decision like this, he knew, couldn't be made without his brother's blessing. It wasn't like they couldn't do anything without the other, but more like they chose not to do anything without the other.

"You're really gonna do it, aren't you bro?" Wyatt said, slinging an arm around his smaller brother.

"She's the one, Wy. I know it…" Chris smiled, thinking of how great his life was going to be with Bianca as his wife. He was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice the tiny frown that appeared on his brother's face as he said those words.

"So what do you think about the ring, Wy?" Chris' grin reached his ears and Wyatt couldn't help by hate that it wasn't he who put that there.

"She's gonna love it, Chrissy…" Wyatt half smiled to appease his brother.

Chris paid for the ring and actually skipped out of the door. Little did he know that his precious girlfriend was about to drop the biggest bombshell.

"Oh, Chris…I'm so s-sorry." Chris felt like he was suddenly trapped in this cruel nightmare.

"Why are you doing this, Bianca? I'm orbing over. I can't do this over the phone! Where are you?" Chris knew she had already done the spell so that she couldn't be sensed. He still couldn't wrap his head around the nonsense Bianca has been saying. He heard words, like 'there's this guy', 'I didn't mean to do it', and the one that scared him the most, 'it was my moment of weakness.'

"Don't Chris. P-please just leave me a-alone."

"Leave you alone?! You're really gonna do this over the phone?!" Chris could feel the anger slowly bubbling up. A ton of emotions are hitting him at once, leaving him confused and angry.

"I'm so sorry…" Bianca's words felt like an athame going straight into his heart.

Chris wanted to say so many things at once, but when he opened his mouth to reply, all that escaped was a pathetic whimper. He couldn't bring himself to say anything. Maybe because saying something meant he had to acknowledge the fact that his beloved Bianca had been cheating on him for god knows how long and has decided to inform him the day before their third year anniversary.

He heard that sudden click and the monotonous tone that usually followed it. She had hung up on him, and being the weakling that he was, he hadn't said a word. He dropped the phone unceremoniously to the ground, shell-shocked. His jaw on the ground, his eyes brimming with unshed tears…

"Hey, Chris, wanna play some--" Wyatt had just gotten home from school and went into his brother's room without bothering to knock. He was in med school, studying to be a surgeon, a cardiothoracic surgeon to be exact. He had expected his brother to still be in cloud nine, so he was pretty surprised when he walked into this tragic sight.

"There's this guy…" Chris was still staring straight ahead into nothingness and it was starting to scare the poop out of Wyatt.

"Guy? What guy?" Wyatt had dropped the basketball he was holding and had kneeled in front of his little brother who was still in his own little world. "Like a demon guy?"

"Cheating, Wy…" Chris was mumbling, and if it wasn't for their close proximity, Wyatt wouldn't have heard it.

"Chris, what are you talking about? Answer me, little brother…"

Chris let out a loud wail; the things closest to them immediately exploded and the rest that weren't tied down were all smashed against the wall. Wyatt had to put up his force field around him and Chris to protect them from the havoc Chris was unintentionally causing.

It took hours for Wyatt to settle down his younger brother, who was for now sleeping. His little power outburst took a lot out of him and worried Wyatt so much that Wyatt ended up calling for some family members who were now waiting outside in the living room. His parents and aunts and their husbands had come as soon as they could.

At ages twenty-six and twenty-four, the boys had long moved out to an apartment near the college Wyatt was currently attending, Berkley. Chris had done the four year college thing to appease his parents but was now running Piper's old club, P3. He had renamed it immediately to Nexus. He bought the property next to it with the cash his mother had put aside for the club and it was now twice as big as it was before. He had completely remodeled the place, changing its main colors from blue and black to green and black.

"What do you think is wrong with him?" Phoebe asked no one in particular.

"Bianca." Wyatt answered; coming out of the room and joining the rest of his family. "Bianca did this to him."

"What do you mean?" Piper stood up and walked closer to her oldest son. "I'm going to kill that little bitch!"

"Honey, calm down. What exactly did he tell you, Wyatt?" Leo tried to be rational about this. He may want to hurt Bianca as much as the others did, but Chris' relationship with her deserved more respect than that.

"I heard enough, Dad. From what I could get out of Chris, it seems like our little phoenix has been cheating on my little brother!" Wyatt was having a hard time controlling his powers. He wanted to find Bianca and tear her apart, limb by limb. He couldn't believe this was happening.

Wyatt had first realized his feelings for his little brother about a year after they were living together…

"Wy, aren't you going to sleep yet?" Chris had gone to the bathroom to pee and on his way back to his bedroom, he caught sight of his brother still working on a research paper.

Wyatt was sitting on one of the stools for the little island in the middle of their kitchen. He was furiously typing on his little black laptop, barely even noticing his brother's presence.

"Later," he quickly replied.

Chris shrugged and dragged himself to the sofa. He telekinetically grabbed the remote and opened the television. He channel-surfed for awhile until stopping on a random movie.

"I'll keep you company, Wy. Got nothing to wake up for tomorrow morning anyways." Chris threw a lazy grin to his brother.

Even when Wyatt was harassed from his day to day problems with med school and his magical destiny, he couldn't help but stop and admire his brother's kindness and unwavering loyalty to him.

Wyatt gave a quick nod back and returned his focus on the paper that was due tomorrow. He hadn't had time to work on it due to certain demonic problems that he and his brother had to fix first. His thesis was on brain development. How certain memories and events in our life can change or shape our personalities.

He was so intent on finishing it on time that he jumped up out of his seat when a sudden cry escaped his brother's mouth. He rushed to where his brother was, fully expecting a demon that was about to feel the Twice-Blessed's wrath induced from hurting his one and only brother.

When he reached his brother, he saw no demons, no gross looking creatures, and certainly nothing scary aside from the fact that his brother was watching The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.

"Wyatt, come here!" Chris pulled his brother down to the couch with him. He buried his head in Wyatt's chest and curled himself into the fetal position.

Wyatt hesitantly put his arms around Chris, not really knowing what to do.

"Chris…it's just a movie."

"It's based on a true story!" Chris just snuggled in deeper, not really knowing how uncomfortable his brother was becoming.

Wyatt rolled his eyes and just decided to play along. He just needed to edit his paper, something he could do in the morning. For now, his brother needed him…sort of.

Things after that started to not make sense for the Twice-Blessed witch. Normal situations just like that started to seem…weird. He wouldn't describe it as love per say, but it was definitely not normal. He had never acted on his feelings and had buried them deep inside for various reasons. Aside from the fact that it was incest, Chris was in a committed relationship with Bianca. Oh, how much he regretted letting Chris make that disastrous mistake.

"Wy?" Wyatt hadn't noticed his uncle Coop walk up to him. Coop put a hand on Wyatt's shoulders, feeling waves of heartbreak rush out of him. The kind of heartbreak you fell when the one you love has been hurt, put into irrevocable pain. "Would you mind if I went into see him?"

Wyatt nodded and closed his eyes, choosing to go back into his little trance. Coop proceeded to Chris' room.

Once he was inside, he kneeled beside the bed his nephew was resting on. He put his ring on top of Chris' chest and it hovered before a gold hue started spreading all over Chris' body.

"I knew it…" Coop sighed and took his hand away.

"Knew what?" Wyatt was standing in the doorway, watching as his uncle did that thing with his ring.

Coop stood up, his face looking down the whole time.

"Chris is…"