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"Family?" Chris scoffed, as he looked down at Wyatt to avoid eye contact with Leo. "Why would you think I'm family?"

"Chris, c'mon. Give me a little credit here. You look like a Halliwell. Dark hair, dark eyes, similar bone structure to the sisters. You could easily be any one of their sons. Actually, you look more like a Halliwell than Wyatt does."

"Please, Leo. A lot of people have dark hair and eyes. It doesn't make me family."

"When you were in the future, did we have a good relationship, Chris?"

Chris glanced sideways at the change in subject. "Honestly? No, not really. As an Elder you were always there for the sisters, for Wyatt, but never for anyone else. And then when you were needed the most, you just…didn't come. It ruined my life."

Leo took a step back in shock. "How..."

Chris shook his head. "It doesn't matter now. If I change things, it will never happen anyway." Chris snorted. "Actually, I should say, if I don't fix things, I won't happen anyway."

Leo grabbed his arm, turning Chris to face him. "What do you mean, you won't happen anyway?"

"I may have accidentally ruined my own conception. It wasn't intentional, but it just happened."

"You are my son. Mine and Piper's." It wasn't a question, but a flat statement, said with a voice choked from emotion.

Chris didn't answer, simply turned away, not able to look at Leo any longer.

"Chris…Chris Perry. That's why I suspected it at first, Chris. Christopher Perry was my father's name. Christopher Perry Wyatt. He died while I was in the war. I swore if I got home, I would name my son after him. But when Wyatt was born, we knew he had to have the Halliwell name, so we took my surname and made it his first. But I knew in my heart, my next son would be Christopher."

Chris again kept silent, but a stray tear dripped down his cheek.

"You look like your mom, you know. Act like her too. You two must have butted heads a zillion times when you were growing up, huh? You're both stubborn and far to sensitive for your own good."

Chris stared up at the ceiling, his chest burning, as he fought down his emotions.

"Chris…I need you to know something, okay? Whatever mistakes I made before, I do not plan to do again. You WILL be born. We WILL save Wyatt from whatever turns him evil. And most of all, you WILL not have the life you've come from. If I have to clip my own wings to make sure of it, that's exactly what I'll do."

Wyatt orbed to where Chris was standing. "Kwis, up!" Chris bent down and held his brother in his arms. Wyatt looked solemnly at Chris' face, wet with tears and lined in stress. "Me fiss" he mumbled then held his palms over Chris' chest, a strange pink light emerging from them.

"No, Wyatt! No, buddy. It's okay. Chris is okay." Chris pulled away from the light and hugged Wyatt close. "My heart is okay. You don't have to fix it." Chris finally met Leo's gaze. "I think Daddy already did."

Leo started to speak, then changed his mind, opening his arms and taking the three steps that separated hi from his sons, wrapping them both in a hug simultaneously. "I love you. I love both of you."

"I…I love you too…dad." Chris said haltingly, as if unsure of how welcome the words would be.

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"Leo Wyatt knows something about this whitelighter. Why else would he defend it?" Gideon spoke to Zola in a private meeting

"Until Leo proves he is unworthy, he will remain an Elder." Zola paused. "Gideon, what I would like to know, is why you are so adamant that Leo be stripped of his Elder powers? I realize you are one of the Elders who fears Wyatt's powers, but how can Leo having stronger powers be anything but a credit to the Halliwells. If Wyatt does truly begin to go out of control, then Elder powers will be very useful. I would think this would make you more content."

"I will not be content until Wyatt Halliwell no longer has powers. There is far too much of a concentration in one child. And furthermore, I believe the Charmed Ones have begun to outlive their usefulness. They are reckless with their powers, sometimes foolhardy. They have made numerous mistakes that the Cleaners have had to clean up."

"The Charmed Ones have killed over 300 demons, Gideon. They are the greatest force of good there is. However, they are also human, and as humans, they make mistakes. That is the reason for the existence of the Cleaners. The grand design is not perfect, but neither is it completely incorrect." Zola paused. "Perhaps you have spent too much time at Magic School and not enough time watching over humans. Then you may not be so quick to judge."

Gideon backed away from the head Elder, bowing his head in a show of respect. "I understand what you are saying. I was simply, voicing my concerns. I, of course would never mess with the grand design."

Zola hummed for a moment. "Gideon. You will leave the Charmed Ones, their children and their mates alone. Are we clear on this?"

Gideon nodded quickly. "Yes, we are clear."

Zola nodded. "You may go."

Gideon quickly orbed away to his office at Magic School. "Leave them alone? We'll see Zola….We'll see."

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"What are you going to do about Piper?" Chris asked Leo ask he awkwardly pulled away from his hug.

"Piper? You mean mom, don't you, mister?" Piper's voice was strong coming from the doorway.

Again, Chris was stunned into silence. Piper sighed, "Oh, Chris… Why didn't you just tell us? Now that I know, I can't believe I didn't see it immediately. You're just like Prue. Strong and stubborn but so caring." Leo and Chris shared a look of silent amusement at that statement. "What?" Piper asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, sweetheart. It's just interesting that you attribute those traits to Prue. I gave them to another Charmed One entirely." Leo stated with a smile.

"Hmm…. Paige... Yeah, maybe you're right." She was startled by the sound of Chris' laughter. Her smile died as a thought occurred to her. "Oh, baby. I…We've been so horrible to you that…that I've never heard you laugh before."

"M…Piper, I haven't laughed much in my life anyway. It's tough to laugh when your brother is trying to kill you every other minute." Chris shrugged, uncomfortable, but knowing that he wouldn't orb away and hurt her feelings.

"I can't believe…I mean, Leo, we are such bad parents that we let our oldest son torment our youngest? How did that happen? Were the Elders right to want us apart in the first place?"

"NO!" Chris yelled, making both Leo and Piper jump. "No, don't ever say that. It may have been a forbidden love to begin with, but in the future it's also a timeless one. Your love is one of the memories I have that is good. You are a good mom. You had to do it alone, but you ARE good at it."

"Wait, alone? I wasn't a part of your life?" Leo input, shocked that he could have ever left his sons alone.

"You were an Elder then. Elders can't live on Earth." Chris replied simply.

"Maybe they couldn't then. But they sure as HELL can now. Or they can clip my wings. Either way, I'm going to be a dad to my boys. Good God, what if my leaving is what started Wyatt's evil streak?"

"Okay, okay. Wait. Stop." Piper held up her hands. "Chris, when is your birthday?"

"November 17th."

"Your whole birthday, with the year"

Chris sighed. "November 17, 2006."

"Oh my God. That's this year! Chris, that means… Ohmygod! Chris, I'm not pregnant yet!"

"I know. I may have goofed a little when the timeline adjusted. You see, Leo didn't become an Elder until March 2006 in my timeline. I just sped it up for when I got here. I didn't figure on my conception being an issue."

"Chris! You forgot about yourself? Why would you do that?"

"For Wyatt. M…Piper, I have to devote every second to finding the demon that turned him. And Dad, it wasn't you that did it. I'm an empath like Aunt Phoebe. I can sense emotions. I know it was someone made of pure evil who turned him. I just don't know who yet." Chris shook himself. "Look, I have to go. I've got a lead in the Underworld about those Tuncha demons." He orbed out before either Leo or Piper could protest.

"Oh, no…He's the one that's going to the Underworld…" Leo groaned softly.

"Forget that…Leo, come on. We have a baby to make right now. We'll worry about fixing him once we make sure he's still around to fix." As Piper grabbed Leo's hand she grumbled. "And I'll start making him call me Mom."