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Both men woke up at the same exact time and starred at each other. Memories streamed through the two twins heads. Some more fragmented, some less.
"I'm going to kill him."
"Chris, Peter come on out I know that your following me." Chris and Peter showed themselves sheepishly.
"Go home!" Wyatt shouted but not angrily but exasperated.
"We want to go with you." Chris said with a pleading expression. Wyatt always got to do all the cool stuff they never were allowed to do because they were younger then him..
"Look the last thing I need is my two dorky 10 year old brothers following me around, so just go home before mom realizes your gone and has an aneurysm. "
"We're not dorks." Peter said pouting.
"OK let me put it this way, go or I'll call Aunt Paige!"
"Fine." Both Chris and Peter Chorused together they turned around and then walked half way down the block and turned around and saw Wyatt still watching them and then they slumped and walked around the corner.
"It's a boy!"
"It's still our place no matter what he's done to it."
"He's dead."
"I hate him."
The connection between them finally made sense, they were brothers. As soon as Chris realized this, he also realized that Xander/Peter would likely be having a hard time dealing with this. A quick look to Xander/Peter confirmed this, he looked like he was in shock. His eyes were very wide but he didn't really seem to be looking at anything in particular, probably lost in the incoming memories.
Chris was also dealing with the memories too but probably not as bad as Xander/Peter. Chris remembered everything from his old life. Everything including the fact that Xander was Peter, or at least that Xander looked exactly like Peter had before Chris had changed the future and Peter... well ceased to exist. He cringed as the memory of being stabbed came back to him he put his hand over his stomach as he felt the pain. No one should be able to remember what it was like to die. Chris then remembered if he did then Peter probably did as well. Chris was also trying to figure out what was going through Peter/ Xander mind.
Xander/Peter remembered everything up to and including when he died, which was very disturbing. He also remembered that Chris was his twin and that Chris had been with him up to the point he died. And then an entire other life that Chris and his family hadn't been in at all. Why was he suddenly remembering two different life times? It didn't make any sense. He looked up from the ground to find himself surrounded on all sides by his family. His very alive aunts.
"Excuse me?! But would anyone like to tell me what's going on around here?!" the demanding voice cut through the air. A very familiar voice, a voice he hadn't heard in years. He turned to find his very alive mother, which made him pause his mother was alive and starring at him with suspicious, it hurt to see that look in her eyes aimed at him.
"She's alive." he found himself muttering quietly. He didn't notice that Chris and Paige had heard his uttering, or when Chris shook his head when Aunt Paige had opened her mouth. She had died when he was 14, this couldn't be happening, this couldn't be right.
His then caught a glimpse of Leo, and he shook his head, there were too many thoughts in his head, there were too many minds and he was panicking from the information overload. Xander/ Peter willed himself to orb as far way from the manor as he could, then to his surprise he orbed out.
The second Xander/Peter was gone Chris jumped and saw the faces of his family members. Some were confused and some were concerned, but they were all standing around him.
"Who was that Chris?" Asked his Aunt Paige. "I've never seen him before." Chris searched her eyes and the eyes of everyone around him, wondering if he should tell them of if he should just stay quiet.
"Honey! Honey what's the matter?" Chris shot back into the present with his mom staring at him extremely concerned. His mom that was still alive. He stood up and wrapped his arms around her holding her tightly so that she wouldn't disappear.
"Okay now I'm really worried." Chris smiled a little and then broke off the hug.
"I'm fine but I have to go."
"Honey I..."
"Love you Mom." he kissed her on the check and orbed out to the golden gate bridge, so he could sense for his brother in peace. Five minutes later he sensed someone orb in, he looked up hoping it was Peter/Xander. But it was just Aunt Paige
.
"Hey Kiddo your mother sent me after you, to tell you that none us of are buying the stuff your selling."
"Aunt Paige now is really not the time for this."
"Then you better make time for this mister because I'm not leaving till you tell me what's going on." Aunt Paige said very firmly and he believe that she meant business.
There was no time for this, Peter had to be thinking about why he hadn't been part of their family. And that kind of thinking would only lead to no where good. So even though Chris knew he was going to get in a lot of trouble for it later, he held up his hand and orbed her back to the manor. It became then a very good thing when he found Peter then and orbed off before Paige orbed back there again angry.
Chris orbed in and found Peter/Xander sitting where Chris should have know to look for him all along. Years ago Chris had chose the golden gate bridge as his spot. Even before he came back and Leo told him about it, he only pretended to not know how calming it was. So his brother followed suit and claimed the Brooklyn bridge as his own, he was even planning to move to New York before the whole thing started.
Unfortunately right now Peter was in the fetal position with his head down on his knees and Chris could hear some muffled sobs coming out of him.
"Peter?" Chris asked gently, but Peter didn't raise his head.
"Xander?" Chris asked even more gently, just in case he was wrong and he wasn't Peter at all. But that didn't get a response either.
"Look I know what you must be thinking."
"Really enlighten me." Xander/Peter raised his had from off his knees, his eyes were red and puffy "Because I have no clue what I am thinking, so how the hell could you?! I have two sets of memories in my head! I have no idea why I can suddenly remembering being your brother when until now I always though I was just Xander Harris! I have no idea why no one in our family recognized me, but they all recognized you." Chris cringed but knew he would have to explain his part in all of this.
"It's my fault." Xander/Peter looked at him closely.
"How could it be your fault?"
"Remember how I told you that my older self went back in time to save Wyatt." Xander/Peter nodded then looked contemplative.
"What?" he asked seeming to mull it over.
"It's the only thing I can think of, the only thing that is different."
"So you going back in time to save Wyatt somehow made it so I wasn't raised in our family?" Chris winced at the accusatory tone and expression on Peter's face but knew it to be truth, that is was his fault.
"And you, you were the same person in both places. You were known and were loved by Mom and Dad in both universes at least for a time. I wasn't, I was just thrown away like garbage. Did they decide they didn't want me?" Xander/Peter asked. Chris shook his head, that wasn't what happened, it can't have been.
"Peter that's not true...I'm not exactly sure what happened but it wasn't-"
"I don't care what happened, I don't care about you or them or any of you just leave me alone! he said then orbed out. Chris heart ached and he knew that he was feeling his brother's emotions. Whenever one of them was feeling a particularly strong emotion no matter the distance the other always felt it. Chris sat down on the bridge himself. He didn't know what do. He knew his brother wasn't really angry, just hurt and he didn't mean what he had said before, but he also didn't know how to make it right. Xander/Peter had been right. Chris had essentially been the same person while Xander/Peter had been two different people. How could Chris make it right? Then Chris felt someone orb in.
"Chris you had better explain..." Paige stopped when she saw the expression on his face. She sat down next to him and put her arms around him, Chris didn't move liking the warmth in her arms and the attempt to sooth the pain in his heart.
"Honey what's the matter? It's okay you can tell your Auntie Paige." When Chris didn't say anything she added.
"I promise I won't tell your parents, now, please me tell me what's wrong." Chris was a very strong person in both universes. But his actions however well intended and no matter how many had benefited had still destroyed his brother and Chris hated that, he hated himself for that.
"It's all my fault." Chris said in a broken voice.
"Honey, I'm sure that's not true." Chris snorted and repeated..
"It's all my fault."
"Honey even if it is just tell me, and I'm sure we can fix it." Chris stood up suddenly.
"You can't fix it, you can never fix it!" Chris said angrily. "I messed up, and I can never ever fix it no matter how much I want to."
"Honey..."
"Don't honey me! You don't even know what I did, if you did..." Chris voice broke again but he didn't care. "I ruined it and he'll never talk to me again."
"Who honey who?"
"I was just trying to help, to make everything better, but it didn't...it didn'tsave him, it destroyed him." Chris felt tears hitting his checks somewhere inside, he was embarrassed but most of him didn't care.
"Honey I think I'm going to get your mom." she started orbing but Chris grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
` "No don't get Mom." he insisted, she looked at him helplessly.
"Honey, I don't know how to help you. Would you like me to get Wyatt instead."
"No!" Chris said angrily again. It was Wyatt's fault too! If he hadn't gone back to save him from turning, he wouldn't have destroyed Peter! Even though part of him knew that it was irrational, that it wasn't Wyatt fault what had happened to him, right now he didn't care.
"Look there's nothing you can do so can you just go away?" Aunt Paige shook her head stubbornly.
"No you me who to get, or I'm going to get your mother."
"Paige please." Chris begged he didn't want to talk about it not now, maybe not ever. He wanted to forget. Forget everything he ever knew, how much pain he had caused his brother. Paige sighed and sat down again next to him put his head on her lap.
"It's OK Chris whatever it is just let it all out, I'm here." So Chris did he let it all out and sobbed all over Paige's lap until he miraculously fell asleep.
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After Peter/ Xander orbed away from Chris he started feeling an alarming amount of emotion coming from his brother. He's first instinct was to comfort him. He had been half way there when he remembered that Chris was one of the people he was hiding from, which was when he orbed back.
Xander/Peter had inadvertently orbed himself back to his (Xander's) childhood home, which wasn't good since it was a very large crater. He looked all around something in him knew that this used to be home, but he couldn't see a single shred of anything he could recognize in it. Nor anything else, Xander/Peter sighed and orbed himself back up to the asphalt road, right before it became a large crater.
He noted that he could still feel Chris's extreme feelings and part of him wanted to comfort him. However the more vindictive, selfish side of him wanted Chris to suffer, so Xander/Peter decided to stay away. He sat down on the edge of the crater with his feet dangling in the air, starring into the great hole that used be Sunnydale, used to be home. He tried to find where his home had been before it become a crater. He couldn't find it, but he kept looking because it gave him something else to keep his mind on.
He was confused about pretty much everything. Who he was, whether it be Peter or Xander? He was both of them and neither of them. He was mad, but mostly because it was better then the feeling the sadness of his whole life being erased, being a lie. The fact that his family had stared at him without a hint of recognition. The totally and absolute blankness, without a hint of the love in their eyes that he was used to or the lack of any strong emotion. Or worse his own mother had looked at him with suspicion, the likes of which he had never before seen directed at him, even when she had been mad at him.
Then he remembered Jessica the drunk, who drunk to avoid the fact that her husband was a verbally abusive drunk. Two mother's, two father's two lives. At least father wise it hadn't been much different. Leo was never there for them and neither had Tony, although only one of them had been a drunk.
His mother, his mother was the real punch in the gut, she was alive and beautiful. He had been about to hug her back at the manor, before he saw the suspicious look in her eyes and the blankness in the others and figured out that they had absolutely no idea who he was. Part of him wished he had hugged her anyways, to make sure that she was real, and there. He missed her so much, she had died when he was 14 in his memories. He could remember exactly what happened, he had enough nightmares about it over the years. He shook his head it was the last thing he wanted to do was remember his mom's death. So instead he just stared down at the remains of Xander's old house and did his best not to think about anything at all.
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