A/U: I know the first few chapters are really short, but I like the stopping points so I'm going with them anyway...I'm honestly not sure how long this is going to be, I've never written fanfiction before...

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Summary: The Charmed Ones haven't seen Chris since Piper told him she didn't ever want to see him again. Heartbroken by his mother's words and more desperate than ever to save his brother and the future, he's been working himself beyond the point of exhaustion and barely taking time to eat. Will visitors from the future be able to talk some sense into himself before it's too late? Piper is about 2 months pregnant and Leo doesn't know.

A Chris! Revelation fic. A/u

Previously

Wyatt rolled his eyes and raised his hand using telekinesis to push them all back a few steps, "Please, as if I'm afraid of you." He took another step forward.

Chris managed to pull himself back to the land of consciousness and felt his fear rise up. He forced himself to his feet and turned to face his brother, swaying slightly as he did. "Leave them alone, Wyatt, your problem is with me not them." He struggled to keep his voice from wavering.

Wyatt smirked and took another step forward still holding the others back, "I've come to take you home, Chris. I won't take 'no' for an answer."

Chapter 7: Revelation

Chris's heart skipped a beat. He knew he was in no condition to fight his older brother; he was too weak and too exhausted to even try, but he also knew he couldn't go back to the future without a fight. He had a job to do and it didn't matter that is mom –no, Piper –and aunts didn't believe him and it definitely didn't matter if Leo believed him!

"He's not going anywhere with you, Wyatt," Future Leo was there first one to speak up.

"Oh, no? And who's going to stop me from forcing him? You? Please, we both know you can't. You don't have it in you. Him? Even if he wasn't in his current state," Wyatt paused to give his younger brother a disdainful look, "I'd still be stronger. Them?" he asked waving his arm toward the silent sisters, "Not likely." As if to prove his point, Wyatt lifted his right hand and used his telekinesis to shove the sisters and both Leos back towards the wall while simultaneously using his left to push Chris back down onto the couch before waving it in the air and conjuring a sandwich on a plate which he shoved at his brother, "Eat this."

Dumbfounded by his older brother's behavior, Chris just stared at the plate in Wyatt's hand before saying quietly, "I'm not hungry."

"Eat it anyway!" Wyatt practically growled. "If I was going to kill you, Chris, I assure you, I wouldn't use poison. Eat the damn sandwich before I shove it down your throat!" He added when Chris started to shake his head. Chris swallowed audibly while reaching for the plate.

The sisters and Present Leo stopped struggling against Wyatt's telekinetic hold, as they all tried to make sense of what they were seeing and hearing…was Wyatt –their supposedly evil son and nephew from the future –more concerned with Chris's wellbeing then they were? What did that say about them? What was Wyatt and Chris's connection?

Future Leo had stopped struggling as well but for different reasons. For Future Leo it was because he was starting to feel a bit of hope that maybe, just maybe, his oldest son still cared for his brother after all. And if that was true, maybe he really wasn't as evil as the other Elders insisted…it was a false hope, but he hoped nonetheless.

Silence reigned in the attic as all eyes watched Chris eat the sandwich his brother had forced on him. It was beyond uncomfortable for Chris and he set the plate beside him –the sandwich only half eaten, "Would you guys mind not staring at me?"

Five pairs of eyes glanced away nervously. The sixth pair, the ice blue eyes of adult Wyatt's? Well, they glared down at his brother, "The sandwich isn't finished, Chris."

"No, but I am," Chris made to stand but Wyatt pushed him back down with a little more force than necessary.

"You'll be finished when the sandwich is gone."

Chris felt a burst of energy as his temper flared, "I'm not a child, Wyatt! You can't just pop in from the future, demand I go back with you or demand I eat! I can take care of myself! Dammit!" He dropped his head and ran his fingers through his hair, the momentary energy quickly subsiding. Their audience froze, waiting for and fearing Wyatt's response.

"You can, can you?" He sneered, "Then tell me, Chris, why is it that you haven't been sleeping more than an hour, two tops, a night? Why haven't you had more than a couple of pieces of fruit in days? Why—"

"How the hell would you know that?" Chris cut him off before he could ask the next question.

Not used to being interrupt by anyone, Wyatt found himself struggling to keep his temper under control. He really didn't come here to fight with Chris, but if Chris couldn't seem to care for himself then someone had to make him, "How do you think? Did you really think I would let you come back to the past and—"

"Let me?! You tried to kill me! You killed Bianca!" Chris interrupt again finally managing to get to his feet. Both boys seemed to have forgotten there were others in the room. The Charmed Ones and Present Leo gasped but remained silent, hoping to finally get answers while Future Leo just looked back and forth between his sons unsure of what to say or do.

His temper finally reaching it's, limit Wyatt released his telekinetic hold on his family and shouted back, "I wasn't going to kill you! Hurt you, yes, but kill you?!" He paused trying desperately to get himself under control. He was the Twice Blessed, heir to King Arthur and wielder of Excalibur, he didn't lose control of his emotions, except when it involved his pain-in-the-ass little brother that is. "And yes, I could have stopped you if I had really wanted to stop you. I chose to indulge you but enough is enough. From what my seer has shown me, it is time to bring you home."

Phoebe couldn't hold her tongue any longer, she had to ask, "Why do you care so much?"

"Why do I care?" Wyatt looked at her confusion written on his face, "Because he's—"

"It's not important. Future Consequences." Chris couldn't let them know, even now. The people from the present let out a collective groan.

Future Leo disagreed with his youngest son, "Of course it matters, Chris"

"Wait, you mean you haven't told them?" Watt asked at the same time, his disbelief evident in his voice.

Chris shook his head opening his mouth to respond when he swayed on his feet. It was really starting to piss him off! Sure, that half a sandwich was the first thing he'd eaten in days and he couldn't remember that last he'd slept, but he didn't have time for this. Any of this! He reached out a hand and was startled to find his brother move forward to grab him.

Wyatt sighed, he'd lost what little patience he had left, "enough of this!

Exhausted yet he doesn't sleep

His needs aside he did sweep

The time has come to say goodnight

Let my brother sleep until morning light"

The spell complete, Wyatt eased his now sleeping brother onto the couch and ignored the startled gasps of his parents and aunts of this time as he conjured a blanket to cover him with. Once done he looked up, "He'll sleep until morning. I'll be back by then." With that said he glanced one last time at his slumbering brother before orbing out in a swirl of dark orbs…

Until next time!