AN. Sorry people, updates are going to take a bit longer for this story. I'm in my last year of high school and it is getting crazy. I have test weeks, end of the school projects, things like my profielwerkstuk and informatics project. So sadly less time for fanfiction, and also less inspiration for it, as you can probably see with this fic. But anyways here is a new chapter, enjoy!

Revelations and Heartbreaks

Chapter 4)

Somehow, even after years of fighting demons it still shocked them to see one in their house. Sometimes Wyatt though the shock came because he couldn't believe how stupid the demons were. But at times like these it was the shock was more because of how unprepared they were. They were Halliwells, generations before them, and with a bit of luck, generations after them would fight demons and evil. And still they were unprepared as demon after demon shimmered into the Halliwell manor and began attacking. Soon the living room looked more like a battle field, albeit a supernatural one, with energy balls flying everywhere, athames who missed their target sticking out of the walls and furniture, screams and explosions were the only sounds Wyatt could hear. And of course the demons didn't come unprepared, they did their homework and came at the right time, a time when almost nobody was home, they brought their best fighters. No the demons almost never came unprepared, and sadly it only worked against the Halliwells. They really needed to form battle plans and make sure they all had a couple of potions at the ready.

"Why did they have to choose the one time almost all the family is gone" Wyatt said, Chris gave him a look that clearly said he thought Wyatt was stupid. Wyatt couldn't help but thank the demons for scaring Chris out of his stupor. Though when Wyatt looked over to his little brother, he noticed that Chris didn't really show any signs of fear, or shock for that matter. Actually Wyatt didn't recognize the body movement, the facial expressions or the emotion Chris portrayed. Chris looked somewhat like a warrior.

"really Wyatt, that's the whole reason for the attack" Chris said to his stupid question, and well he had a point there. "I know, but really this sucks" was Wyatt's perfect comeback. Though he had moved on from his initial shock at seeing demons, and his second shock from Chris Wyatt was now finally moving to fight. His brother had already vanquished six demons, but it was like fighting a losing battle, they needed back up. Apparently Chris had the same idea, as he began shouting the names of people in the family. "PAIGE, PATRICIA, PENELOPE!" Chris yelled for the white lighters in the family while Wyatt yelled for the cupids. "It's probably going to take them some time to get here, they weren't expecting an attack" Wyatt said, though it was really a stupid reason, they were halliwells, they should always expect an attack. It was almost part of their daily routine now. Chris looked angry, he too knew it was a stupid reason. "I know mum is fond of her normal life, with no interruptions from demons and stuff. But really she should have never left us to fend for ourselves in a time when demon activity is so high!" Chris said angrily as he vanquished another couple of demons. Wyatt was impressed with Chris's fighting techniques. It didn't really look like they would need all that much help when he saw Chris moving so effortlessly around the room, killing demon after demon.

Wyatt was also shocked, somehow everyone in the family thought that Chris was living in his own world for the last couple of weeks. Each and every one of them believed Chris had no idea what was going on in the outside world. But it seemed they were wrong, Chris was fully aware of the demon activity. Wyatt was shocked, but also angry. If Chris was fully aware of everything happening, then why hadn't he helped? Seeing Chris now, they could have really used him the last couple of weeks. They wouldn't have to put themselves in so much danger every time if they would have an expert like Chris on the job. And how strange was it to say that Chris was an expert. He had never really shown much interest in the whole demon hunt. Sure he did his part, he helped out. But he never intentionally seeked out demons like Wyatt and some of their cousins liked to do. And somehow Chris had ended up as the best fighter of them all. Wyatt would sure like to know how Chris became so good. Well after they are out of danger of course.

"Look out!" was all Wyatt heard before he was blasted against a wall by a energy ball and everything went black.

When Wyatt opened his eyes again the first thing he looked for was his brother, panic seeping in when he didn't see him by his side. But before he could go into a full blown panic attack Wyatt heard angry yells from the kitchen, Chris's angry yells. "How stupid are you people? Going away on a family trip and leaving us to fend for ourselves! I mean, were you hoping to get rid of us or something, huh. You know how high the demon activity has been lately. Why do you always put you own lives, your own desires, in front of everything else. God you're the power of three, we could use that sometimes you know!" Chris was yelling at his family. Wyatt was sure his face was mirroring that of his family, shock was the only emotion on their faces. Where did that come from? Apparently Chris didn't get the reaction he was hoping for, or he had said all he needed, but not a moment later Wyatt saw his little brother storm past, his face blank but eyes full with emotions. Emotions that shouldn't be there, that he had no reason to feel. What was going on with Chris?

As Chris was yelling at his family, screaming at them for always choosing their lives above his wishes, he knew he was wrong. He knew he had no right to say all those things, they weren't even true. But Chris's thoughts and emotions were a mess. Two lives and dozens of memories were clashing with each other and Chris didn't know what the truth and what was fiction was anymore. Memories of Chris crying because his father wasn't there, Chris playing happily with Wyatt and their cousins, Chris and his cousins running away from Wyatt in fear, Chris with his father playing basketball, Chris baking cookies, Chris and Wyatt at school, Chris watching Wyatt from across the playground wondering where they went wrong. Chris hugging his mother at 11, Chris hugging his mother at 21. He hadn't even reached that age yet! All the memories, the good, the bad, the crazy, all of them were scaring Chris. He didn't know how to deal with all of this!

The last couple of weeks Chris had been trying to get his head in the game, to get his bearings back together but he hadn't made much progress. He was losing much need sleep and was often found in a state of daze. He knew he was worrying his family, his friends. His mother, brother, aunt Phoebe, and Bianca all had tried to get Chris to open up. Most of them had giving up, and Wyatt had resorted to begging. He knew they were growing desperate but he didn't know how to help them. Normally he would talk to them, try to see their points of view but right now that wasn't all that high on his to do list. Besides talking to them was probably all he would need to do to give them so peace of mind. Chris just couldn't do it. He knew that as soon as he really tried to have god to honest conversation with them, one that wasn't about random or unimportant things, that he would say things that would either hurt them or would make no sense to them. In account to that, Chris was worried that his mother and aunts were getting suspicious, they knew about the time travel and other universe stuff. If they really looked and really thought about it, they could figure it out. Something that Chris was really trying to make sure didn't happen. Chris wasn't sure he could handle all the emotional crap that came with that revelation. "…your own desires, in front of everything else. God you're the power of three, we could use that sometimes you know!" As the words left Chris's mouth he knew he shouldn't have said them, he stormed out of the kitchen. He knew that as soon as they got over their shock the suspicions would begin.

Shit, why oh why did I yell at them? Chris's thoughts as he walked through the living room, seeing a shock faced Wyatt eased some of his worries, let him be shocked, at least he is not dead. Chris needed time for himself, he needed to straighten out his thoughts and emotions. It was time for him to stop all his moping around, living in a daze and not knowing what to do. He was Chris Halliwell, he should be able to handle all this! Especially with all these new memories, memories where he dealt with a whole lot more. So as Chris orbed to the golden gate bridge he made a resolution. He could no longer go on like this, it was only hurting himself and those he loved. The cat was probably out of the bag now anyways, so he should get ready for the show down. And as much as Chris hated the memories and that other life, he couldn't help but be happy that he now was a bit like Chris Perry, for that Chris was good with dealing with stuff, he was good with handling emotions and Chris Perry was especially good with the angry words he was going to get with his family. It was like combining the best of both Chris's. He could deal with everything.

AN. And the chapters get shorter and shorter. I'm sooo sorry! But please review!