A/N: Hello, well this is my first Charmed fic. I got in love with this series because of Chris and then I watched all the seasons and really liked it. I want you to know that I'm Colombian so my English sucks; I need a Beta if this fic keeps going so if you can help me, thank you. This is really short because I want to know if this is good idea or not.
Remember, bad grammar, bad spelling so if you can help me with a beta, thanks.
Warning: AU: Wyatt is Chris's father.
Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, they aren't mine.
Only my light
Prologue
Wyatt Halliwell sat in the uncomfortable chair and didn't try to get in a new position because he knew that it was impossible get comfortable in one of those. He waited for his son to come back from the new tests that were the last option to know what was wrong with Chris.
Like any father, Wyatt tried to stay calm and act cool in front of his son but it was getting harder and harder each passed day without answers of what was wrong with his child.
He was only four years old; his birth itself was a miracle; Wyatt fought against CPS and his ex girlfriend for sole custody and now it looked like life was getting revenge on him, because it wasn't really fair that his baby was slowly dying and he wasn't able to help him.
His parents and aunts had been looking in the Book of Shadows and even had gone to the underworld for a possible answer about how a healthy four years old boy got suddenly so sick and keep getting worse.
Tumors, leukemia, hearth failure, hepatitis, cystic fibrosis…the list could keep going and going and Chris's possible diagnosis would never be good.
For a week now nothing existed in Wyatt's life, just his son. Bianca, the wedding, the honeymoon and his job were in a second place. Now all that matter was his son and hope that human medicine was enough to save him since him being The Twice Blessed was unable to do it.