Title: Spells and Mishaps

Author: Starry-night-wonders

Rating: R for mature readers only.

Characters: Wyatt, Chris

Disclaimers: I don't own any Charmed characters or the show. So please don't sue.

Summary: A demonic spells hits Chris, making him act very strange, especially towards Wyatt….

Warnings: This story deals with Slash and Incest. If you are offended by them, please don't read the story.

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Part One:

"Chris! Oh my God!" Wyatt said as he saw Chris's unconscious form lying on the floor. He immediately rushed over to his side, kneeling over him.

"Chris! Please answer me! Oh God…:" he called out frantically.

Chris still remained motionless on the floor. He began to search for signs of injuries on his younger brother's body, but was surprised when he found none.

He ran his hands over his hair and his face, trying to wake him up.

"Please be okay. Just wake up," pleaded Wyatt.

It was as if his prayers were heard, Chris gasped out loudly and took long breath. He slowly opened his eyes, looking around their surroundings.

Wyatt let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank god. You really had me worried there Chris," he said as he caressed his face.

Chris's mind still hazy just mumbled something incoherent and struggled to keep his eyes open.

"Wyatt?" he weakly called out.

"Yeah, Chris. It's me, Wyatt. I am here…" he replied back softly as he stroked Chris's head gently again and again.

"Wyatt….I feel so…"Chris broke up, unable to finish his sentence and he moaned.

"Shhh… it's okay. You'll be okay Chris. I am here…." Wyatt soothed.

Hearing Wyatt's soothing and gentle voice, Chris managed to open his eyes and focus finally. He looked up to see his older brother's worried face looming over him. He smiled at him and shifted his body, trying to sit up. Wyatt helped him just do that.

"You Okay?" he asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I think so," Chris replied as he rubbed back of his neck.

"Are you feeling any pain?" Wyatt asked.

"No. No pain…just feel…." He trailed off, trying to come up with a word to describe what he was feeling. "What happened?" he asked in stead.

"Well, we were fighting some demons and we were doing just fine, until of one of them sprayed some kind of smoke on you and you passed out on the floor. I got rid of some of them, but some escaped. Don't worry, we'll get them later," Wyatt explained.

"I remember the fighting, but I don't remember anything else," Chris said recalling his memory.

'Let's just go home and find out whether the smoke that demon sprayed on is not going to have some side of effects," Wyatt suggested and Chris nodded in agreement. Wyatt held Chris's hand and immediately orbed back to the manor.

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The manor…

"What happened?" their mom asked with bewilderment as Wyatt led Chris on the couch of the living room.

"Nothing. We were fighting bunch of demons, and one of them managed to get me," replied Chris.

"How?" asked Piper

"They threw some kind of smoke on him, knocking him out," answered Wyatt.

"Are you okay, honey?" asked Piper with worry.

"Yeah"

"Should I call your father?" she then asked.

"No. I am telling you guys that I feel just fine now. Stop worrying," Chris reassured both of them.

Wyatt and Piper shared worried look as they stared at Chris.

"Wyatt just to be safe, you guys should check out the book of shadows and ID the demon," suggested their mom.

"Yeah, we were going to do that. See if there is any side of effects," replied Wyatt.

"You go ahead mom. We'll handle from here. You are already late as it is…." Added Wyatt.

"Are you sure?" asked their mom again.

"Definitely. Now go ahead…." Chris said with small smile.

"Okay. Now, if there is any sign of trouble…." Began Piper.

"We'll let you know immediately. We got it mom….." Wyatt finished her sentence.

"Okay then. Be safe," she said as she kissed their cheeks and left the room.

Wyatt sighed and turned his attention back to Chris and called for the book.

Within moments, the book of shadows appeared on his hand.

He sat down on the next couch and began to scan the book.

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Half hour later….

"Anything?" Chris called out from the couch.

Wyatt sighed. "No. Nothing. How you feeling? Do you feel something?" Wyatt inquired.

"I am fine. I guess we have nothing to worry about," Chris said as he began to sit up.

Wyatt closed the book and stood up. "No. You should still rest here," he suggested.

Chris let out groan of protest. "Wyatt… I told you I feel okay."

To prove his point, he got up from the couch. "See, no wobbly feet. No fever. No hives breaking out…."

Wyatt sighed and went over to Chris for closer inspection.

And got big surprised when Chris suddnely bent down and sniffed at his neck.

"What the….?" Wyatt's head snapped up, staring Chris with bewildered look.

"Dude! Did you just smelled me?" he asked with disbelief.

"What! I did not!" protested Chris immediately.

"Yes, you did!" argued Wyatt and stepped back.

"Why would I do that?"

"I don't know!"

"Well, I am sorry! I didn't realize what I was doing!" Chris snapped and went back to the couch and sat down.

"Maybe you really should rest," Wyatt suggested again.

"Yeah,"

"Okay. Now I'll go find more about those demons while you rest here. If any there are signs of trouble, just call and I'll be here," Wyatt said.

"Wyatt…"

"Now promise me that you'll stay at home…."

Chris sighed in defeat, knowing this is one of those arguments that he wasn't likely to win. "Okay, fine. Have it your Way. I promise. Happy?" he said scolding

Wyatt beamed with victory.

"Yes" he replied and orbed out.

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