Emerging from Darkness

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a/n sorry for the delay in updating, but I hope you like this chapter!

Victor turned back into his apartment and sank into his recliner. Chris was Piper and Leo's second kid! How was that possible? Victor couldn't wrap his mind around this whole thing. It was just to damn confusing. Victor sighed and rubbed his head wearily. This is why he didn't want to be involved of the magical part of his daughters lives. There isn't enough aspirin in the world for all the headaches that he'd get. Victor sighed once more. His original plan was to tell Piper right away, but he was having second thoughts about that plan. If Chris had wanted Piper to find out then he would've told her. Wow, Piper is his mom. Victor had the urge to shudder, but suppressed it as a new thought came to him. Chris was his grandson! His grandson! Chris trusted him enough to come to him and tell him everything when he didn't even trust his own parents. Victor felt a thrill of happiness run through him. Of course he hadn't been the best father, but apparently he had been a wonderful grampa. Victor smiled to himself, but felt the smile melt away as he remembered all the words he'd said. He realized with horror that he had rejected his grandson. Victor suddenly felt sick. How could he have done that? No, Victor thought firmly, there's no way I could've known. Victor needed a plan on how to find his grandson and quickly. Unfortunately he knew absolutely nothing about him other then he used to stay in the back room at P3. It wasn't much, but it was a place to start. Victor stood up and yawned widely. This was going to be a very long night.

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Chris wearily sat up. He was positive that he had heard something or rather someone moving in the bushes. Demon was Chris's immediate thought. It's got to be a demon. Chris walked forward with his hand raised, ready for an attack. "Who's there". He demanded in a strong and steady voice. He pushed his feelings aside, telling himself that he didn't matter in this mission that it's only Wyatt who matters. Chris called out once more. "Show yourself or else". Chris called. Suddenly a figure jumped out of the tree. Without even half a seconds hesitation Chris telekineticlly threw the figure across the park and into the statue of the angel. The figure slammed into the statue and slid to the ground. Chris approached the figure cautiously then breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who it was.

"Chris! Are you mentally impaired or something"? Phoebe Halliwell screamed at him. Chris grimaced and walked over to help her up.

"Sorry about that Phoebe. I thought that you were a demon or something". Chris said to her with a sigh. Phoebe immediately noticed that something was up with him. He never apologized for anything, he looked exhausted and for once Phoebe could feel something off of him. It was a very faint trace, but the emotion in the trace was clear as day. Pain. Phoebe looked at him in sympathy as she accepted his hand and got up, rubbing her head. "What are you doing here". Chris asked her hoping that she wasn't here to yell at him for what happened in the manor the other day. "Listen I know that I shouldn't have stopped by the manor, but..." Chris was cut off by Phoebe taking his hand and leading him over to the bench to sit down. He looked at her in confusion.

"Chris I just wanted to hear you out. When Piper, um, interrupted us at the manor yesterday it seemed like you were waiting for me to say something so that you could say something. If that makes sense". Phoebe said to him. Chris looked over at her and sighed before looking away again. He had to do something. He couldn't keep lying to her, but he couldn't say who he was again and face that rejection for what would be the THIRD time this night. "Chris you want us to trust you, but you have to trust us enough to tell us whatever it is that your hiding. Please". Phoebe asked him. She was playing on the emotions that she could feel from him now. When she had grabbed his hand she'd felt something from him that confused her at first, but now she was using it to her advantage. Hope. Chris sighed again.

"I can't tell you". He told her, his voiced laced with sorrow. "But I can show you". Chris said. Phoebe gave him a very confused look and Chris began taking down the mental barriers around his memories. Phoebe was getting really nervous by now at what he meant. Chris then held out his hand. Phoebe looked at his hand in confusion for a moment before taking his hand into her's. She was then sucked into a premonition.

Premonition:

Two boys were at the park. One of them had jade green eye's and short brown hair, he seemed to be the youngest. The other boy was obviously older, he had dirty blond hair and crystal blue eye's. The smaller boy was swinging while the older boy talked to some friends of his.

"Wyatt when is mom getting here"? The boy who was swinging asked. Wyatt turned his head briefly to answer.

" 'Bout 5 more minuets, Chris". Wyatt answered before turning back to his friends. Phoebe gasped. That was Chris and Wyatt which must mean... No. There's no way. Chris looked to be about 8 and Wyatt about 10. Suddenly some older kids went up to Chris and started taunting him.

"What's the matter. Do you want your mommy"? One of the boys asked in a mock baby voice. They tried to stop his swing and started to close in around him. Chris however was taking none of that. He kicked out and got one of the 3 boys in the gut. The biggest of the two punched Chris in the face sending him flying backwards off his swing. Phoebe gasped and ran over to help him before remembering that she was only watching.

"WYATT"! Chris screamed as the boys attacked him. Wyatt looked over and his eye's widened in anger. His friends exchanged looks and ran after Wyatt, who charged over there. Wyatt's friends stood off to the side as Wyatt ran over to Chris and started pulling the other guys off of him. They tried to fight, but Wyatt was stronger and faster. Phoebe smiled at how protective Wyatt was. Also she had a sneaking suspicion about who taught him the martial arts and beamed with pride. Once Wyatt had gotten the other guys to leave he helped up a whimpering Chris.

"Hey it's alright. They're gone". Wyatt told him sending his friends a glare so they'd leave and give him some privacy. They complied and hurried away talking in low whispers. Phoebe caught a few phrases one of which was 'I'd never wanna mess with him'. Phoebe smiled before looking back toward Chris and Wyatt.

"Are you sure"? Chris asked in a small voice. Wyatt smiled and nodded. "Thanks Wyatt". Wyatt smiled.

"What are big brothers for"? The statement sent Phoebe's mind reeling. "Besides no one is allowed to kick your butt except for me right kid". Chris smiled and stuck his tongue out at Wyatt before getting up and running off to an approaching Piper. Phoebe was in shock. Chris was her nephew? Wyatt's brother. Oh my God!!!!

End of Premonition

"What did you see"? Chris asked wearily. He was really hoping that it wasn't a really bad memory. Phoebe stood up quickly and started to pace trying to analyze everything. Especially the whole Chris-is-her-nephew thing.

"I saw you and Wyatt at the park. You guys were young. Some older guys tried to beat you up and Wyatt stopped them. He called you his little brother". Phoebe said quickly. Chris tensed up, waiting for the impending rejection. "Is that true. Chris are you Wyatt's little brother"? She asked in a watery voice. Chris looked towards the ground not wanting to see her face when he answered.

"Yes". He said, just as unsteadily as her. Phoebe let out a sigh, but noticed something off about Chris. He looked almost ashamed about it. No not ashamed, worried. Poor kid, Phoebe thought. She may not have trusted or even liked Chris to much, but no one deserved to go through as much as he had. She walked forward and wrapped her arms around him. Chris tensed up for a minuet before returning the hug. Phoebe smiled sadly as she noticed tears in his eye's again. He closed his eye's tightly as though trying to keep this moment in his memory forever. Phoebe pulled away from him gently after a minuet and sat back down next to him. Chris looked at her. His eye's showed how vulnerable he was and Phoebe's heart went out to him. She smiled warmly at him and Chris returned it shyly.

"Does anyone else know about this"? Phoebe asked, hoping that she wouldn't be expected to keep a secret because we all know how that would work out. Suddenly Chris's face burned a bright red and he smiled sheepishly at her.

"Um, just one other person". He said embarrassingly. Phoebe watched him in amusement. Embarrassment for her neurotic whitelighter/nephew was definitely a different reaction then she expected.

"Who"? She asked, half laughing at the look on his face. Chris almost felt like laughing at the scene he made as well, but found that he was to embarrassed to do so.

"Grampa". He answered quietly. Phoebe looked at him in surprise then laughed. Chris glared at her trying to contain his own laughter. It seemed funny now. Everything seemed funnier and lighter then it had moments ago.

"Wow Chris. Of all the people to tell...". Phoebe let the sentence drift off, still chuckling at how her dad's face must've looked.

"What"? He asked defensively. She shook her head and stood up.

"We've got to find him before he tells Piper, Leo or Paige so sense him and orb us to him". Chris jumped up and grabbed her hand. They disappeared him swirling orbs, happy and content. For the moment.

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a/n: Did you like it? I hope so. Please review and tell me if you did. Oh and no flamers please it's really starting to p*ss me off. Thanx :D