Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed, nor do I own any of the characters.

Summery: changed future Chris survives a car crash, but Piper and Leo are killed. How can he cope with it, and help Melinda through it too. And can he talk about it to Wyatt before it's too late for him?

Dealing With Death

Chapter 1: Starting to Deal

"Is mom still behind us?" Melinda quickly took her eyes off the road to look at her older brother, who was sat in the passenger seat. She looked back to the road as he turned around to look out the back window.

"Yeah, she's still behind us." Chris looked at his 16-year-old sister and smiled. She and Leo were following them to their Aunt Phoebe's house. Not because they did not know the way, but because Chris was teaching Melinda how to drive, and they were worried about her first lesson. Chris had asked them not to get into his car, and to follow them, knowing what they were like when Chris was learning how to drive. Leo would constantly nag about concentrating on what you were doing, not to take the corners too fast and everything else like that, while Piper would act like she was trying to brake the car if something minor happened. Piper was not the most confident passenger, she still did not like to be in the car with Wyatt driving, and he had been driving for five years.

"I can't believe they're so worried." Melinda laughed, as she took a corner.

"It's because you're their only daughter," Chris laughed, "And they're our parents they have to care."

Melinda looked at her brother with a smile as she stopped at a red light. She looked in the rear view mirror to look at her mother, who smiled at her. She obviously knew she was looking at her.

"So, how am I doing?" Melinda asked her brother, seeing the light turn green. She started driving again, and looked at her brother, to see a look of shock on his face.

Everything seemed to start moving slowly. Chris watched as two cars came driving towards them, blatantly drag racing and not slowing down. Nobody could do anything. One of the cars collided with theirs and…

Chris shot up in his bed, looking around his room. He prayed that was all a dream, but knew it was not. He and Melinda had managed to get through the accident, Melinda had spent three weeks in the ICU but had managed to pull through. His parents on the other hand, who were the car behind them, did not pull out as well. The second car that had been drag racing had hit his mother's car. He remember getting out of the wreck of his car to see the damage behind him. Piper was killed instantly, but Leo was still alive. Barely, but there was still life.

Chris got out of bed and walked down the hallway to his parent's room. It was empty, just has he expected, neither his parents were here any more. The room had been empty for three months. Empty and untouched. The only time anybody came in here, was when Melinda finally got home from the hospital. She went straight to the room and stayed there the whole night. She would not talk to anybody. Would not let anybody touch her.

"Chris, what you doing?" He looked down the hall to see Wyatt standing there. He had come back from college just help them through all this. Losing one parent was bad enough, but Leo gave up his fight to live just a few days later. Wyatt had become the man of the house, but Chris felt guilty for him having to take time out of College to get the family back to their feet, and then Wyatt was not exactly in top condition, he just managed to hide it well for his siblings' sakes.

"I was just…" Chris started, looking back into the room, and closed the door, "I had the dream again."

Wyatt sighed, and walked to his 18-year-old brother, pulling him into a hug. Chris had taken it the hardest, he was the one at the hospital whenever he could be. He felt guilty for being able to walk out of the crash, but the other three were either killed or seriously injured. Wyatt was in Seattle at the time at College, he was never there to say goodbye to his mother, and had only just got back in time to see his dad go. Wyatt felt guilty for not being there for his siblings, not being there when Chris needed him the most.

"Chris, have you been drinking?" Wyatt asked, pulling his brother away from him, looking into his green eyes.

"It helps me sleep." Chris diverted his gaze away from his brother, he could not look into his blue eyes.

"You can't rely on it, alcohol is not going to help." Wyatt wanted to reason with the 18-year-old brunette, but knew that right not was not the time. He did not know how much his younger brother had drank, and realised it was best that he just went back to bed, "Go back to sleep, Chris." Wyatt ruffled the already messy hair, trying to smile for him. He would talk to him in the morning.

Once Chris went back to his room, Wyatt walked to his parent's bedroom and opened the door, to see what Chris was looking at. He looked at the empty bed that once held his two heroes. Knowing his two siblings were in their own rooms, he allowed himself to cry, something he would not do in front of anybody else. He had to stay strong for his family when they were around, but when he was alone he could let out how he felt. He could still see them laying there, he could still picture them both sleeping, however this time it was an endless sleep.

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