A/N: Well, I got a response asking why all this is happening on Chris' 25th birthday instead of his 23rd

A/N: Well, I got a response asking why all this is happening on Chris' 25th birthday instead of his 23rd. There's 3 reasons for that: 1) I never really bought that Chris was only 23…Drew Fuller looked older than that. 2) 23 year olds are still in the "party" faze of their lives… most of them wouldn't be engaged and saving the world. (Obviously, this is a sweeping generalization- no offense meant to anyone!!) And reason 3) creative license. I just like 25 better. Thanks for all the interest.

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"Chris…we need to talk." Wyatt walked into his brother's room, tie hanging loosely from his neck.

Chris looked up warily from the Book of Shadows. "About this morning?"

"Yeah." Wyatt paused, running his fingers through his hair. "Look, I just…I've had a lot of time today to think about this. I just need to make sure we're…okay before this whole thing happens."

Chris snorted in amusement. "Wy, you're my brother. You also happen to be my best friend. I mean, we live together, help each other. Chill, dude."

Wyatt sat heavily. "I know, but what happens if you get all these memories of how it was before and then you go back to how you felt about me before."

Chris sat up, finally noticing the severity lining his older brother's face. "Hey, don't you know I'm supposed to be the neurotic one? Did someone switch our identities again?"

Wyatt laughed. "I'm being serious, jackass. Aren't you at least a little worried?"

Chris sobered. "Of course. I'd be an idiot not to be. But I just have to look at it like this. If I had hated you in the other future, I would have shown up in the past to kill you- not save you. The fact that I came back to save you, tells me that I loved you just as much then as now."

"You went back to save the future, not to save me."

"You were the future. Again, if I'd just killed you as a baby, then you wouldn't have turned evil and the world would have been good. I must have wanted my brother to be saved as well."

Wyatt was quiet for a few minutes lost in his own thoughts. Chris idly flipped through the book as he watched his brother. "I was thinking… maybe we could go to the future and see what will happen."

"Are you crazy? We can't do that."

"Why not? We're the most powerful witches ever; stronger than the Charmed Ones. Who's gonna stop us?"

Wyatt stared at Chris. "Did one of your kids throw a retard potion at you today? Who's gonna stop us? How about Mom & Dad for starters?"

"God, you're such a weenie, Wy. You're 27! Act like a man, not a little boy afraid of Mommy & Daddy."

"Shut up, Chris. Mom and Dad are right on this one. This plan is crazy. And besides… it hurts when Mom blows you up!"

Chris smirked. "I wouldn't know… I'm the good one."

Wyatt snorted. "Yeah, you're good alright. Good at not getting caught!"

Chris grinned. "Well, we both have our talents, right?"

"Are you sure you didn't switch personalities with Aunt Phoebe?"

"Oh, God… Come on! I'm so a mix of mom and Aunt Paige!"

"Hmmm… aren't they sweet, Leo? We never should have taught them how to speak." Piper's voice broke through their teasing argument. They hadn't heard their fathers orbs.

"Oh, hi Mom. Hey Dad." Chris casually covered the book with a few papers as he stood.

"Hi Peanut. What did you just hide?"

Wyatt laughed aloud at the look on his brother's face. "Busted." He whispered gleefully.

Chris glared at his brother. "It's nothing, mom. Just a little research I was doing."

"Research on what?" Piper's clear gaze narrowed in on him.

"Well, to be honest, what you told us this morning…well, Wy's pretty worried. I was trying to find a spell or potion or something that would show us what we're in store for."

"Wyatt's worried?" Leo asked quietly. "Or you're both worried?"

"I guess both of us. But really I want to help Wy feel better about this. Tell them what you're worried about." He ordered his brother, finally letting his own concern shine through in his face.

Wyatt sighed and blew out a long breath. "It's just that we're…close now. I mean, I always know he has my back, and I always have his, no matter what. I just don't want that to change, for Chris not to trust me when he gets these new memories of me being evil."

"Honey, Chris is still Chris. The other Chris loved the other Wyatt, even though he was evil. No matter what memories you both get, you'll still have memories of this time too. He'll know the horrible things, but he'll also know the great things." Piper soothed.

"Wyatt, your brother risked everything to come to the past. His world was falling apart and he needed to fix it. He needed to fix you. He didn't do it because he was being noble or because he wanted to be a hero. He did it because you are and were his brother- he loved you. Period." Leo's voice was firmer, allowing no room for argument. "And as for going to the future, Chris, it's a bad idea. You never know what you'll find out. Destiny is a bad thing to play with. It's better to let it go naturally. Use your heart, as I've always said your powers…"

"Come from within." Chris and Wyatt voiced together.

Leo rolled his eyes at his boys. "It's true. Your emotions and souls are connected to your powers. You don't want to mess something up because you're curious. Besides, going to the future isn't a see all, cure all. When your mom and aunts went to the future, they saw us having one daughter and your Aunt Prue was alive. Things can change, based on what you see and do in the future."

"Look, Leo, don't tell me about time…whoa." Chris was visibly shaken at the words that exploded from his mouth.

Leo's head dropped a smidge. "About that… listen, there's one more thing you need to know. In your other future, we…I made a lot of mistakes. Chris, you and I didn't have a relationship. I just wasn't there. Apparently, I made being an Elder more important than being your father."

"Is that what made Wyatt evil? I mean, mending your relationship, is that what I came back for?"

Leo laughed harshly. "No. You'd have rather killed me than form a relationship, at least in the beginning. From what you told me right after you beat the hell out of me, I was there for Wyatt and your mom, just not you. We fixed things before you…died, but you'll probably be getting a lot of crappy memories of me. I have a feeling you're starting to get a few early."

"So… just out of curiosity, what did make me evil?"

Piper's eyes teared. "We trusted the wrong person. An Elder by the name of Gideon was afraid that your powers were too strong, that they'd be the end of good magic as we know it. He insisted that it was for the Greater Good." A tear fell. "He stabbed Chris with a poison athame, while he was protecting baby Wyatt. Gideon left him to die and kidnapped you. He brought you to the Underworld. In the other timeline, it was months before we found you and the trauma had turned you. This time is was only hours before your dad found you."

Both boys were quiet, letting the words sink in. "You killed him, right?" Wyatt's voice was flat with anger.

"He is gone. I had to commit an act of evil to right the world. I gladly did it." Leo's voice was hard, remembering his own rage.

"Did Chris… did he die alone?" Wyatt asked, his throat croaking out the words, afraid of the answer.

"Paige was there. She held him as he took his last breath." Piper sobbed the words, her pain as fresh as it had been years before.

"Hah! Told you I was her favorite. Now we both know why!" Chris teased his brother, trying to lighten the mood.

"How about we take you two to dinner?" Leo offered.

"Actually, um… we can't." Wyatt said sheepishly.

"Why? Hot date?" Piper teased.

"We're actually going to the Children's Hospital. We're putting on a light show."

"Chris! You can't use magic in public like that."

"Relax, dad. We just throw up a few orbs and spin them around. The kids love it and really believe, and the adults just think we're using electricity to form the orbs. It helps release some the stress we live in all the time. The kids just beg for more. They don't remember that they're sick. It's worth it, even if someone did figure out our secret."

"Wyatt…it's so dangerous." Piper worried.

Chris scratched his chin. "Would it help to know we've been doing this since I was 12?"

"WHAT?" Both parents erupted simultaneously.