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Ok this fic starts at the tail end of The Courtship of Wyatt's Father just after Piper finds out that Chris is her son. I am also changing the plot and story lines to fit my own agenda. Their will be a shock and acceptance from mother and son, spoilers for Hyde School Reunion and Spin City
Disclaimer: Sadly I do not and never have owned Charmed but I tip my hat to those who did. In this chapter I am going to use a few phrases from different shows and just so you know I do not own them either.
To let you all know, Chris' memories as well as quotes used in the series before or some from other series' are in italics.
Previously on Unmentioned Past
He wiped another tear from his face and he hadn't even noticed he was crying until that moment. Mel had been so young when Piper died and she had never gotten the magic talk from their mother. She had just started actively using her powers when the attack rushed the house on Chris' fourteenth birthday.
(Now Our New Chapter)
(Piper's death flashback)
"Mommy, can we go play?" A small girl with her dark brown hair in braids begged her mother who was behind the kitchen counter working on a cake for her son's birthday.
"Maybe in a little while Mel, I'm working on the cake for Chris' party." The small little girl looked at Piper with a little grin as she heard the little jingle of an incoming whitelighter. Expecting to see her brother the seven year old turned around only to be greeted by an armful of tickles.
"Ch…Chr…Chris…stop please!" The little girl giggled trying to pry herself away from her big brother's torture."
"Say it munchkin and I'll let you go…" Chris continued to hit the most ticklish spot on the youngest Halliwell.
"Never-ever not in million years," at the amount of attack power she was receiving the child surrendered to Chris' will. "Master, master I give up!"
"Ha, and once again 'victory is mine'" Chris stood in a gesture to bow at the small girl in front of him.
"Chris, while you're done their can you go get me my cake pan from the attic I think your brother may have taken it up their to work on some of his detector potions."
"Sure mom," he walked out of the room vanishing from the sight of the two witches in the kitchen and seconds later footsteps could be heard on the first and second flight of stairs.
Out of nowhere Piper was thrown over the kitchen counter, shards of glass from a measuring cup she was using impaled on both of her arms.
"MOMMY!" yelled Mel rushing to her mother's side only to end up flying halfway across the room after she hit an invisible source of energy. Tears sprang from the youth's eyes and she began to howl to what could only be described as searing anguish and anger.
Hearing the cries and crashes from downstairs Chris forgot about the pan sitting in the middle of the potions table in the attic and ran for the stair with about five different potions lined in his pockets.
Chris could see the dark field around his mother and immediately knew something was wrong. When he saw his whimpering frightened sister he immediately raised his hand orbing her to the safety barricade of the attic where over a twenty Pyrate Crystals were charged and set.
He carefully approached the kitchen ready to hit anything in it when a searing wail came from his mother and Chris saw the blood starting to pool around her. He instantly broke the dark barrier with one of the potions he had and ran to her side attempting to stop the bleeding by pressing on the wound with all his strength.
"DAD, Wyatt, anybody HELP!" he yelled as her started to shed fearful waterfalls of tears as Piper started to choke on blood coming out of her mouth. "Aunt Paige please just somebody help!"
"The-y c-can-t… h-ear y-you." Piper stuttered out as she attempted to breath and speak through the lakes of red blood. She raised her hand up and gently caressed Chris' cheek which was covered in salty water because of how much he was crying. "I lo-love y-you," she choked out the final word as her hand slipped from his cheek landing on the ground with a thud. Her eyes were wide open but they went from the soulful and calm of his mother to just blank pools of darkness.
"Mom, mom come on, wake up MOM!" Chris yelled and screamed pulling his mother's now lifeless body into his arms crying into her shoulder. The blood stopped pouring from the open wound on her back and that is how Chris knew the truth. He softly put his mother's frozen body down on the tile and stood to go to the attic.
He entered the rather dark room covered in blood and decided that before he got his sister he would at least try to hide the mess so not to upset her. He pulled on a heavy jacket that could have easily been a house for a girl Mel's size, and went over to the little girl who was hiding in a corner crying.
"Hey Mel, I think we should go over to Aunt Phoebe's." Chris picked her up careful not to hurt her as she laid her head on his shoulder where she could hide the tears on her face.
"Chris, where's mommy?" Her innocence almost made Chris fall over but he held strong if not just for himself, it was strictly for Mel's sake and he would brake down when he could.
"She had to take a long sleep Mel, she won't wake up." Chris held on to her as she began to cry knowing exactly what long sleep meant in the words of a Halliwell.
'Knock Knock' Chris tapped on the door carefully across the street trying to get the attention of his aunt, or possibly even her husband. Mel had fallen asleep on the way over and he was thankful because if she had been awake he wouldn't have been able to handle the pain in her voice.
The door opened with a slight squeak and Parker poked her head out yawning and then glaring at Chris. "What do you want Chris, some of us like to sleep in you know." She opened the door wider and saw the ragged mess he was in and the fact that he had Mel with him set the alarms off in her head.
"Get in," she whispered and he quickly but quietly entered the house that could possibly pass for a duplicate of the Manor. "What is going on?" She said coming back after going to wake her mom and dad.
"A demon…"Chris said with little emotion and suddenly it felt as if Mel was eighty pounds as he carried her over to the couch placing her down so he didn't drop her. "My mom she…"he couldn't even finish a sentence before he fell over all the emotion and holding it in taking him over before he passed out.
Chris sat straight up trying to get the images out of his head. The day that happened was the worst of his life. His mother was dead and he had seen it happen and it was also the day that he learned his father cared more about a flea then he did his own son. It was also the day that the Charmed Ones were officially taken out of existence.
Chris' hair was practically standing on end as he began to stand preparing to orb to the solitudes of the backroom at P3. Though he would likely end up running into someone, he didn't really care, right now all that was on his mind were all of the people counting on him to succeed in his mission to save his brother from the evil he would surely become.
"Why did neither of you bother to tell me that Chris was my son in the first place!" Piper howled at her two sisters who were balled in the corner of Piper's bedroom where the mother of one soon to be two usually relaxed.
"Well I didn't find out until the night after we got rid of the Headless Horseman. Even then I practically had to drag it out of him and he didn't want me to tell you." Phoebe defended herself even though she knew that her sister wanted to blow her up for keeping this from her.
"Well Paige, do you have an excuse for not telling me or do I get to start with the frying of your ass first." Paige cringed away to the furthest spot accessible to her at the moment.
"I don't have an excuse except I found out a week after Phoebe when the genie made us look like a couple of morons. I bugged him into it when you and Leo were out cold when he made a wish." Phoebe's eyes bugged open and she started to make a fish face while she stuttered.
"A wish, Phoebe, what kind of wish did Chris make to you while you were trapped as a genie?" Piper asked and Phoebe looked toward the ground. "Phoebe!"
"For you and Leo to sleep together," Phoebe accented on the word sleep so she didn't end up getting blown up.
"WHAT! Oh when I get a hold of that boy I am going to ground him for so long he won't even know what the color grass looks like." Piper said turning toward the door and huffing all the way down the stairs.
"Ok remind me never to let her punish my future kids." Paige laughed as Phoebe was still shaking from her sister's strong outburst directed toward them.
"Ok Piper is really mad but happy at the same time and the double teams her emotions are giving me are knocking me to the ground." She sloshed her head around to 'clear the cob webs.'
"Remind not to piss her off then, because honestly I get she's upset with us but she still happy that she's having another baby even though he is going to be 'neurotic little freak.'
"Hey, that is our nephew you're talking about." Phoebe grumbled with a smile on her face.
"If only you knew Phoebe, if only you knew," whispered an unknown source from the attic stairway.
So what do you guys think. I finally got some insperation for this story and this is what I came up with so...
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