Ok, I've hit a slight snag in my quest to gain ownership of Charmed. Luckily for you (or not, you decide) this means I've had time to write the next part. I'm not especially happy with this but it's a lead up to the sequel proper which is called "His Holiday" and will be appearing as soon as I've transferred it from paper to my computer. Please read and review, I really appreciate the comments and hopefully I've begun to tie up some of the loose ends here.

Starting he glanced up, "home? Yes, I need to go home. Thank you, Sophie."

"Anytime" she smiled as he orbed out.

Chris orbed to the front door of the manor, too uncertain to barge straight in, he had no idea how much of his family was living here, even if he was. He lifted a hand and knocked on the same old wooden door.

No answer.

He knocked again, still no reply. Getting impatient he decided to see if the door was unlocked, feeling it swing open against his hand he cautiously entered the house listening for signs of life. Turning a corner into the conservatory he was amazed to see all three sisters crying with Wyatt hugging his mother and struggling to hold back tears of his own,

"What's happened?" Chris asked without thinking,

"Chris?" asked Piper, "Where have you been, we thought" she broke off, unable to complete the statement.

"I'm not sure, entirely…" and he began to explain everything that had happened to him for the second time that day, this time including Sophie as part of his story. As he came to an end the sisters sat there, unsure of what to say, all with tears in their eyes, here was the man they thought they'd lost 21 years ago standing tall and alive, and just like their Chris, each knew they'd tried to raise baby Chris to be like the whitelighter who'd given everything for his family and they knew they'd succeeded. Uncomfortable under the stares Chris excused himself and went up to the attic, signalling with a look that he wanted to talk to Wyatt who duly followed him.

"I need you to tell me all about me." Chris said as soon as they were out of earshot of the sisters. "The Elders told me some of my memories are the same but not all, and things are pretty drastically different from what I remember so…"

Wyatt nodded once, staring at his brother who was now so much more than the man he'd known before. They talked for hours, Wyatt explaining and being interrupted by questions from Chris until they had exhausted all areas of the past 21 years. Finally, Chris asked a question that had been nagging at him, "Am I still engaged to Bianca?"

"Who's Bianca?"

"She's a half phoenix who turned to good and joined the resistance, we were going to get married, and then evil Wyatt sent her to the past to kill me, I don't know if she was evil again or quite what. I want to know what happened to her in this present."

"Well, I've never heard of her, and you've never mentioned her so if you do know her I doubt very much you're engaged, you wouldn't keep that from me"

"No, you're right, I wouldn't. So, I guess she's gone. Our paths don't cross in this reality." Chris sat in silence and Wyatt leaned forward to comfort him,

"Maybe you'll meet soon,"

"No" Chris whispered, "It just wasn't meant to be. It's OK, I began to doubt when she came back to the past anyway. I mean she tried to kill me!" He shrugged with a small smile and Wyatt realised that he just needed to be alone for a while to process all that had happened.

"Call if you need anything" he said as he orbed out. Chris barely heard him, too wrapped up in his own thoughts, this was going to take some time.