A.N Hi everyone! This is a Chris-revelation fic but as you'll see that is really quite a small part of the story. This is post-Season 6 'Chris Crossed' and also explores Chris' past and the future he has come from. I haven't read any of the comics so please bear that in mind before telling me I'm getting names wrong :) Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer I do not own Charmed.

Chapter One

Piper Halliwell didn't remember a time when she wasn't tired.

Before she, Prue and Phoebe had regained their powers she had had the general 'tiredness' of a working woman, and the weariness that came with bereavement at the loss of her beloved Grams. When they became Charmed the late nights of demon hunting, lack of sleep and the constant fear for her life gave a whole new meaning to the word 'tired'. She had powered through though, as they all had.

Then Prue had died and exhaustion became a second nature to the newly-eldest sister. Teaching Paige how to be a witch, mourning for her big sister, the demon-human-Source-invincible crazy man-dead debacle with Cole, it had all taken it out of Piper. But again, she had powered through. What other choice was there?

The grizzle of her son over the baby monitor made Piper sigh softly and she touched the bottle she was warming to check its temperature. "I'm coming sweetheart," she murmured.

Sister.

Charmed One.

Mother.

Yeah, Piper was tired.

"I don't even know where to begin packing."

"You can start by giving me back that black pant suit you borrowed."

"Oh when are you ever going to wear that in Hong Kong?"

"I might do!"

The gentle bickering of her sisters made Piper's face fall ever so slightly. She had replayed the earlier conversation with them over in her head at least twice while she was waiting for Wyatt's bottle. You can't keep sacrificing your lives forever and neither can I. She had told them, told them, to move out. To leave her alone in that big old house.

And Piper was alone. She couldn't force Leo to always be there, not with how they were right now. Wyatt was company enough sure. And there was always Chris.

Piper wasn't sure if anyone had seen the mask slip when he came back from the future, but she had. She had seen the pain in his eyes when they asked about Bianca and noted the hunch in his shoulders. He had loved that assassin witch and she was dead, he had seen her die.

"Any chances of a hot chocolate after you're done with that?" Phoebe asked slipping onto a seat at the counter, Paige on the one next to her and Piper looked over her shoulder at the two.

"Sure, let me feed the little guy first," she smiled, "Shouldn't you two be packing?"

"Packing is hard," Paige sighed heavily and Piper smirked a little.

"Mmhm, that reminds me you still have that jacket I-"

"Alright I'll give it back," Paige groaned and Phoebe giggled, nudging her sister playfully as Paige plopped her chin on her hand looking up at Piper. "You're sure about this?"

Piper wanted to scream. No of course I'm not sure! How can you even ask that? How can you even consider leaving me here all on my own?! We're supposed to stick together!

But she couldn't, because she saw the excitement in Paige's eyes and the love struck smile on Phoebe's lips and she couldn't bear to be the reason they disappeared.

Piper wasn't a selfish person, she never had been.

So instead she smiled softly. "I told you, I'll be fine. You need-"

The audible thump from upstairs broke through Piper's words and all three sisters' eyes shot to the ceiling.

"Attic?" Phoebe murmured.

"Maybe it's Chris," Paige said quietly in reply.

"He orbs, not thuds," Piper said, "Wyatt's up there." She moved quickly around the counter and gripped Paige's arm. "Orb!" Phoebe grabbed Paige's other hand and the three disappeared in blue lights and reappeared behind the Book of Shadows, Piper's hands raised to freeze or explode, whatever was appropriate.

What they saw was a girl on her hands and knees, her arms trembling as they pushed her thin frame up into a standing position. She wore a tight fitting black dress and her hair was dark and messy, falling down over her shoulders and she swiped a strand out of her face as she looked around.

"Phew, shit, that was a rush." The girl laughed and planted her hands on her hips, shaking her head in something like disbelief.

"Who the hell are you?"

Piper's harsh voice made the girl finally look over at the three women and she blinked, visibly tensing. "Oh…"

"Oh!" Phoebe gasped and pressed a hand to her chest. The rush of emotions she had suddenly felt nearly knocked her off her feet and it was only Paige gripping her arm that kept her upright. She hadn't felt like that since she first became an empath, and it was only then she fully appreciated how strong the blocking potion must be that her sisters had taken.

"Phoebs are you alright?" Paige frowned and the middle sister nodded a little.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," she nodded and she moved to rest a hand on Piper's wrist, "She's not here to hurt us. I don't think. It's kind of mixed…" She frowned a little, all of a sudden a barrier had come up between her and the girl and she couldn't feel a single thing. "She's blocking me."

The girl rolled her eyes at that and tilted her head up to the ceiling. "Chris! Chris can you hear me?"

"What do you want with-"

"Chris!"

"-our whitelighter?" Piper said moving around the Book, "And can you stop shouting that would be great!" As if to emphasise her point she flicked her fingers, intending to freeze their noisy guest who shifted her weight and looked back at the eldest Charmed One with definite disdain.

"That won't work on me," she said simply and ignoring Piper question again who the hell she was she took a deep breath, "Christopher!"

When Chris materialised not a second later it was with a face that the sisters had not seen before; utter confusion. "What the…" He looked at the girl, who twinkled her fingers at him in greeting.

"Hi there cousin of mine," she said sweetly, "Took your sweet time didn't you."

"But…Prue? How…I don't understand, I took the spell." He frowned at her scoff, both ignoring Phoebe's murmur of, "Did he just call her Prue?"

"I can rhyme y'know," she said, "And I used my own spell thank you very-" She sucked in a breath as Chris' face changed and he moved quickly to grip her upper arm. "Owch."

"Did he send you?!" Chris snapped pulling her up close to him, "Has he sunk that low he sends you to do his dirty work?"

"No!" Prue grit out, "No he didn't send me, no he doesn't know I'm here. Now can you let me go that hurts." She shoved him hard in the chest but Chris just gripped her harder.

"Get out of here," he glared fiercely, "Go home."

"Not without you."

"I'm not going anywhere, you can tell him he failed!"

"I'm not telling him anything damnit! This isn't about him!"

"Alright stop!" A shrill whistle made the two of them flinch as Piper moved quickly closer to them. "Let her go, Chris."

"Better listen to her, Chris," Prue sneered and Chris grit his teeth before letting go of her arm.

"Okay." Piper looked between the two of them. "Now one of you needs to start explaining what is going on. Chris, future people cannot just keep turning up in our attic!"

"It's not like I'm inviting them," Chris grit out turning to look at her.

"Well they all seem to know you!" Piper snapped, "This one called you 'cousin'."

"And you called her Prue," Phoebe murmured as she moved to Piper's side, "You're going to have to explain that at least."

"What's to explain, my mother wasn't especially creative," Prue rolled her eyes, "And I don't have time to…actually, I just don't have to explain anything to you people. I need to talk to Chris now." Before he could react she had gripped the front of his shirt and in a shimmer they were gone.

Piper threw her arms in the air and turned to look at her sisters. "A demon! First an assassin witch, then a demon." A cry from Wyatt made her shake her head and move for the door. "I need to feed him, try and get Chris back here."

"I'm starting to think we don't know a whole lot about our whitelighter," Paige shook her head as Piper left.

"That's for sure," Phoebe agreed with a sigh, "Like the fact he's half witch? Where'd that come from?"

"A half witch-half whitelighter, with a cousin called 'Prue' who is apparently a demon," Paige said slowly, "Huh…" Phoebe could practically see her little sister's brain ticking away and she pushed her fingers through her hair.

"I'm meant to be packing and booking a flight to Hong Kong."

"Plans change sis," Paige said looking back at her, "Maybe call Leo he can sense where Chris is, I'm going to make something to subdue 'Prue'."

"Why are you saying her name like that?" Phoebe tilted her head, frowning a little as Paige just shrugged, "Fine. Leo! Leo we need you!"

When the Elder appeared it was not in pleasure to see his family. "Phoebe I only just went back."

"I know, I know," she sighed, "But Chris is gone. Again. Can you sense him?" She waved a hand when Leo frowned. "We'll explain just sense him, please?" When he sighed and closed his eyes Phoebe nodded and moved back over to help Paige. "The quicker we get Chris back, the quicker we can go," she murmured and Paige nodded in agreement.

ooo

As soon as his feet his solid ground Chris had pulled away from Prue, glaring angrily at her. "What are you doing!"

"I needed to talk to you without them keep interrupting," Prue said as she crossed her arms over her chest, "Why did she call you their whitelighter?"

"What do you want?" Choosing to ignore the question Chris shot his own one back and Prue rolled her eyes. "Look I'm having a really shitty day," he snapped, "So can you hurry it-"

"I'm sorry about Bianca."

She expected the TK blast but wasn't quick enough to stop it and Prue groaned as she flew back against a tree, slumping slightly. "Chris damnit!" She held a hand up when he raised his again and he narrowed his eyes at her as he slowly lowered his hand. Her shield was up, he wouldn't be able to do that again. "I need your help!"

"I don't believe that!"

"Well I don't care!" Prue snapped at him, "God would you stop being so pig-headed for once and just listen! I am sorry about her, okay! She was my friend too!"

"She was more than my friend!" Chris shouted and Prue's face softened slightly. She saw the lines around his eyes, saw the redness from tears shed over the Phoenix witch. She also saw the way he was standing, not tall and proud but slightly slumped. She noted the dust on his clothes, the way his mouth was slightly downturned. All in all…

"You look terrible."

"Thanks," he spat turning away and she moved quickly to grab his arm.

"Don't go, just hear me out."

"They're calling for me."

"So what?!"

"So I'm their whitelighter they need me!"

"I need you! I'm your family Chris not them! They're not the people we grew up with, they're not the people we lost!"

"You are not my family."

Prue flinched at his hissed words. "Chris, please-"

"No Prue, just no," Chris shook his head, "You're not my family alright, you're his family. That's what happened when you chose his side, when you…" He couldn't finish the sentence; the day had been too long and too hard. He couldn't let himself remember the past right now. "Just go," he muttered, "Get out of here before you ruin everything."

"How can I 'ruin everything' when I don't even know where I am?" Prue said, trying to keep her voice steady, "I said a spell to take me to you, it brought me here. I don't even know where 'here' is, what time I'm in. Because I have time-travelled, I know that much." She looked closely at her cousin, older then her by three years but he somehow seemed older than that. We both had to grow up too fast. Way too fast. "What are you doing in the past, Chris?"

"None of your damn business."

"Wyatt said something about saving-"

"So you are still on his side," Chris drawled and Prue grit her teeth. So stubborn. "I have to go now. Go back to where you came from, and if you come after me again…" He let the words hang as he orbed out and back to the Manor.

He knew she would follow and as he materialised he felt the air beside him shimmer. What he didn't see were the sisters standing with potions in their hands, and as Prue appeared Paige tossed hers at the girl's feet.

"What…what did you do!" Prue snapped, "Was that a potion?! Oh my…" She blinked, then her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell to the ground.

Chris' eyes widened and he crouched down quickly, relieved when he saw her chest moving up and down slowly. I shouldn't be relieved.

"Relax Chris, just a sleeping potion," Paige said.

"We figure we need to have a little chat without so many interruptions," Phoebe added and Chris almost started at the deja vue that invoked. Prue was always the most like her.

"So, Chris." He looked up at Piper, standing over him with her arms crossed over her chest. "I think you have some explaining to do young man."

Chris heaved a sigh and got to his feet, one thought running through his mind.

Time's up.