Chris - brother of good Wyatt, was travelling with two Sources and then he and his Wyatt got rescued by them, when they needed fireballs
Wyatt - good Wyatt, brother of the evil Chris
Wyatt - good Wyatt, first appearance, so he has no clue what's going on
Wyatt - evil Wyatt, the one without brother
Chris - good Chris, first appearance, brother of Wyatt
Chris - evil Chris, brother of the good Wyatt

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Charmed and it's characters.


"Yes, I am Chris," the Whitelighter stated firmly. "What have you done to my brother?"

"You're... Huh," Wyatt looked around again taking in his surroundings. "It seems, that I'm in the changed future," he announced happily.

"What?" Chris gaped at him incredulously for a moment. "Make sense!"

"Oh, right, well I traveled to the past to change something bad and it seems that I'm going to succeed. But why I'm here now? Did you cast any spells lately?"

"No," Chris relaxed slightly, but still eyed him warily.

"That's strange. Me neither," he shrugged and made his way to the stairs. "I better be going. Don't want to change anything."

"But what about my brother?" Chris followed him. "Is he there with you or what?"

"What?" Wyatt looked at the Whitelighter curiously.

"You're in his body you know," the younger boy stated.

"I'm in his..." Wyatt looked down at his body and saw dark, navy sweatshirt and black pants. He flinched and ran to the mirror. "Well, at least I... he doesn't have long hair."

"Long hair?" the Whitelighter asked uneasily. It sounded way too familiar.

"It's a long story," Wyatt sighed. "We, I and my brother I mean, met our counterparts from another reality, where me, I mean the other me, was the Source."

"Oh," Chris snorted. "It's you then. I mean the one, who is trying to save me from turning evil?"

Wyatt frowned at him, "How did you... You were there?" he asked and Chris nodded. "Which one were you then?"

The Whitelighter smirked, "You threatened to kill me, when we showed up."

"Oh, right, sorry about that."

"It's fine," Chris shrugged. "So where is my brother?"

"Well, seeing as I'm in his body, then he should..." Wyatt cut off abruptly. "Oh, this is not good."

"What?" asked Chris in worry.

"Let's just say, that me and my Chris were in the middle of an argument, when suddenly I found myself here."


Wyatt slammed the door shut behind himself and leaned against them with his eyes closed, sighing in relief.

"You're back already?" he heard a familiar voice asking.

Wyatt instantly opened his eyes to see, that he was standing on the landing in the manor and Leo staring at him questioningly. "Dad!" he exclaimed, happy to see a friendly face. "The demons are in the Magic School! And they think I'm their leader or something!"

The Elder looked immediately worried, "Are you alright?" Wyatt was acting strange and he didn't call him 'dad' for years.

"Yes! But we need to find mom and aunts and get rid of them!" Wyatt stalked to the attic. Leo gaped after him, wondering what could have happened. His son acted like he wasn't the Source at all. The startled scream woke the Elder up and he immediately orbed to the attic.

"What the hell?" Wyatt yelled, staring at his very evil looking reflection. "What's this? What's going on?" he looked at Leo. "Who are you?"


Wyatt sighed heavily and turned to Chris, "I'm Wyatt, just not your Wyatt. And before you ask I have no idea what happened, but I know who may know. So if you just find a spell in the Book of Shadows we can get going and try to solve this."

The Whitelighter didn't look so convinced, but he took the Book, "What kind of spell?"

Wyatt, the Source smiled, "Time traveling spell."


"That's it!" Chris growled and jumped to his feet, dusting himself off. He was forced to hit the ground as Wyatt sent an energyball at him. "You spoiled my plans for the last time, my dear brother." He summoned a fireball. "Time to die," the evil lord smirked and prepared to throw the magical projectile at the Twice Blessed. And his jaw dropped.