"Just let me finish what I started. You'll feel better soon I promise." Bianca said ad she drained the balance of Chris's power out from him. "That's it. Easy does it." She said merely a whisper. Chris's eye lid flutter as he opens it slowly. "Slow breaths." She instructed.

"What'd you do to me?" Chris said with such anger and wrath.

"I just saved your life." She replied, a little annoyed.

"By taking away my powers?" he challenged her. She doesn't answer. She picks up the chalk and removes the frame from the wall and threw it a side. Slowly Chris struggled to sit up on the couch.

"How are you going to bring me back, anyway? That spell's a one-way door. It only goes backwards in time." He said. He knew what ever he said would only make her feel more challenged by him. She continues drawing the triqetra.

"He created a new spell because of you. One that works both ways." Bianca shot back at Chris.

"I'm touched." Chris said sarcastically.

"You should be." She answered. "He's gone to a lot of trouble to get you back." She said. Sounding as if she don't know anything of what had Wyatt done to Chris. Chris felt his heart crumbled for the second time.

"Yeah. I see that." He said nonchalantly.

"You know, you don't have to believe me, Chris, but this really is for the best." Bianca said turning to face Chris.

"Oh, really?" he started. "How's that?" he questioned ironically.

"Because this is your only chance to live. If I fail, he'll just keep sending more assassins back, and all they'll have to bring home is a body." She explained. Chris knows Bianca comply to what Wyatt had her to do is just to get him back in one piece. But he questioned her judgment. Why doesn't she trust him anymore?

"Doesn't matter." Chris said as he digs deep into his pocket. "There's nothing left in the future anymore anyway." he toss the engagement ring onto the coffee table, and she stares at it for a moment, He knows she's hurt by his action. She felt the pain, but her hardened eyes turn to look at him, and he sit back onto the couch as she heads back to the wall to continue her work.

Flashback

Bianca draws the triquetra on the wall of the attic, and tosses the chalk to a table with a box on it.

"It's time." She said.

"I don't want to go. I don't want to leave you." Chris replied.

She looks at him for a moment then down at her hand, she takes of the ring, and puts it in his hand and folds his fingers around it.

"Here, this'll remind you of why we're doing this, of what's waiting for you here." She said. Her eyes are full of hope fear and every thing in between. She holds on to Chris, and he did the same.

"You just make sure you take care of the guards, ok?" Chris said. He refuse to say goodbye. But then he pulled back and looked at Bianca right into her eyes. "Then get out of here. Because if he finds you, if he knows you betrayed him, he'll kill you." He hated the very thought of it.

"Don't worry. Come on. I can take care of myself." She answered assuring him. He nodded, he knows, but he could never stop worrying about it. He leaned forward, resting his head against hers, staying in the moment, before moving away and stepping in front of the stand. Chris took out a piece of paper and looked at it and read out the incantation aloud.

"I call upon the ancient power

To help us in this darkest hour.

Let the Book return to this place,

Claim refuge in its rightful space."

The Book of Shadows falls from nowhere and lands on the stand. "It worked." Chris said a little surprised.

"The spell! Find the spell." Bianca hurried him up.

Chris turns the pages rapidly, then he saw it, the paragraph, entwined with colors on the parchment.

"Hear these words. Hear the rhyme.

Heed the hope within my mind.

Send me back to where I'll find

What I wish in place and time."

He looked at her just seconds before the portal opens. Capturing the image of her and storing it in his head. Chris walks towards it, and Bianca stays behind. Chris turn to look at her hopefully not for the last time. Instead he saw a demon shimmers in behind her, grabbing her.

"Bianca!" He cry, and she grabs the demon's arm, turning and twisting, such speed and precision. She don't need me. She can take care of herself.

"Go! Go!" She yells and the demon knocks her down .But she fought back well. Chris gulp down the fear and walk through the portal, letting it close behind him.

End flashback.

Chris stood up and spoke. "You really expect me to jump into this thing like before?" he questioned her.

"I will not fight now." She said coolly. Chris let out a loud sigh.

"How can you be so cold? How can you just stand there and pretend like we never meant anything to each other?" he said walking away from her and turning back to face her.

"I don't have a choice." She said.

"Bianca, please don't do this. Don't give up on everything that we fought for." He said pleading to her.

"I'm not." She says, her tough act was slipping for a second. "I'm just hoping we can find another way." She looks away from him for a moment and composed herself back. "Ready?" She asked.

Chris said nothing, he just kept quiet. So many things running in his mind at once.

"Hey! Future girl." A familiar voice cries, Chris and Bianca spun around to see Piper threw a vial towards Bianca.

Bianca's athame appears in her hand and flies through the air, breaking the vial, time slowing and eventually came to halt as she shimmers to Pipers side, who quickly freezes the knife, Bianca takes hold of the knife and puts it at Pipers neck.

"You were saying?" Bianca says, replying to Pipers confidence earlier, and now her surprise.

"Wow. She is good." Phoebe says impressed. Paige takes a step forward.

"Na-ah. I can kill her in half the time it takes you to even think about it." Bianca said

"Yeah, well, we still have enough potions to vanquish you." Paige said.

"Maybe. But then you really will have to hope the Power of Two will do, won't you, Paige? Oh, you'd be surprised what's in the history books. Now, put the vials down slowly." She instructed. Paige and Phoebe did so.

"Bianca, don't. Let her go, and I promise I'll go with you." Chris plead.

"Chris, what are you doing?" Paige asks.

"If you kill her, there won't be a future for either one of us to go back to, and you know it." Chris said ignoring Paige question earlier.

"What are you talking about?" Phoebe asked.

"You'll see if you live long enough." Bianca says coldly and letting Piper go. She stepped back towards the wall, towards Chris.

"Piper, freeze them." Paige cries, and Piper does so. Bianca turns around, and Chris followed suit.

"Ah! Ok, I get why she didn't freeze, but why didn't he freeze?" Piper stammered.

"Unless he's a-." Phoebe stutters.

"I'm a witch, too?" Chris said. "That's right. Part witch, part white-lighter. Just like you, Paige." He continued.

"You lied to us?" Paige asked surprised and annoyed.

"I had to. It was the only way I could get you to trust me." Chris answered.

"Trust you?" Phoebe says disbelievingly.

"Never mind. It doesn't matter anyway." Chris said half-heartedly.

"So that's it? You're just going to leave?" Piper questioned him.

"I don't have a choice. She's stripped my powers." Chris said defending himself. "Looks like Leo's going to have to fix that floorboard without me." he said cryptically. "Let's go." he said, turning to Bianca, looking at her straight in the eyes. She waves her hand without looking, he took her hand, and she grasps it tightly.

As they walk through, the blue lights fading away, and the dark attic of the future coming to view. Chris felt a sense of fear s he walked in to a party of demon waiting for them at the attic.

"Welcome home, Chris." Wyatt said, the demons back away, revealing his imposing figure, stepping forward into the light, his long blonde curls resting on his shoulders, his eyes blazing. Stench of fear and hatred filled the air.

"Hello, Wyatt." Chris said trying to be as cold as he can , concealing his fear and anger.

"They're no threat to me." Wyatt says, walking towards Chris and Bianca. His demons shimmered out of the room. "Et tu, Chris? Of all the people to betray me-" the sound of disbelief filled his voice.

"I didn't go back to betray you, Wyatt. I went back to save you." Chris said trying to make Wyatt understand.

"Save me? Ha. From what?" He looks up and mocks Chris instead.

"From whatever evil it was that turned you." He answered truthfully.

"That's always been your problem, Chris. Stuck in the old good-versus-evil morass. I'm so past that. It's all about power. It's as simple as that." He stated. Hate, anger took place of his devastation.

"And whoever has the most power wins. Is that it?" Chris asked, hurt from the inside.

"That's it. That's why I keep this museum intact. To remind everyone the power from which I was born and that which I possess." Wyatt explained. Chris shook his head at his dismay. He couldn't believe Wyatt did all this to show off his power.

"Too bad the rest of the city isn't faring as well as your little shrine here." I say stepping forward. He does the same.

"You know, if anyone else tried what you tried, I'd kill them on the spot. But you.-" Wyatt paused. "-I've forgiven Bianca. I can forgive you, too, if you promise never to cross me again." He continued.

"I think you know me better than that." Chris said.

"I thought you said you could talk some sense into him." Wyatt said to Bianca. She steps right by Chris's side.

"Leave her out of this." Chris said, anger filtering through the cracks of his shielding cold gaze.

Wyatt raises his hand, making a fist. He sort of cuts of Chris's air supply and Chris started to choke. sinking on his knees, Chris gasps, desperate for air, with both hands clutching his throat as though he could remove some kind of collar that was obstructing his airway.

"Pardon me?" Wyatt said with anger filled voice and no compassion at all. He looked at Chris with despise and then he waved his hand and send Chris skidding across the floor, causing him to crash head first into the cabinet, breaking it and causing fragments of it to fall on him. Then again he waved his hand and this time sending Chris flying across the room before he crashed onto the table. Chris moaned weakly, as he felt the wood beneath him breaking and splintering.

"You promised you wouldn't hurt him!" Bianca cries angrily.

"And you promised you'd turn him, just like I turned you. At least, I thought I had." Wyatt said not letting Chris out of his sight.

Bianca runs towards Chris as tear rolls down her cheek and she kneels down in front of me.

"Chris , please. I didn't bring you here to die." She pleads. Chris looks at her then at the floorboard.

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing." He reassure her and look at the floorboard again, hearing it creak as Wyatt's body weight shifts on it. "I think."

Chris got up to his feet, not bothering to stand up fully, he charged forward towards Wyatt, screaming. Wyatt Stepped aside and threw Chris thus sending him crashing into the tables in the corner with ease.

"Have you lost your mind?" Wyatt taunts, knowing Chris was never a match for him when it came to fighting each other. Chris looks over to him, disgusted with what he was turned into. Wyatt raises his hand and telekinetically holding Chris up in the air, being hanged, Chris's throat constricts and again he gasps. "I don't need you." He said with so much anger and hate.

Bianca stood up and speared her hands through Wyatt's back. He lost control of his power consequently letting Chris fell crushing on the floor, the impact of the fall adding more pain to spread across Chris's body.

"Whatever you're going to do, do it fast. I can't hold him for long." Bianca gasps.

Chris got on his feet, scrambled for the floorboard, bending over, he lift up the carpet and pull up the board, and there inside is a piece of worn paper. He unfold it, dust and dirt falling from it and he quickly chanted aloud what was written on it.

"Power of the witches rise,

Come to me from across the skies.

Return my magic, give me back

All that was taken from the attack!"

A surge of light floated through his body. He took a breath and felt stronger. It was then when he saw Wyatt kicked Bianca behind him hence sending her flying across the room and impaling her on a broken piece of wood.

"No!" Chris screamed.

Chris shot his hand to the side, sending Wyatt flying, and crashing high up against a sort of chandelier on the wall.

"Bianca! No. No." Chris muttered, unable to bear it.

"Haven't we been here before?" Though still in pain, she smiled.

"Maybe we will be again." Chris said full of hope.

"Maybe." She nods. Chris head fell to her shoulder as he whimpered.

"If you can finish what we started…" She says softly but staggered with every word. Chris looked down at the ring in his hand, and she whispered, "Hurry". I turned and saw Wyatt stirring. "Take the spell so he can't send anyone else." She said. Chris turned to look back at her. "Go!" She urges quickly and Chris ran towards the stand where the book sits.

Quickly he turned the pages of the book find the page for the spell. He began to recite the words as he found the page.

"Hear these words. Hear the rhyme.

Heed the hope within my mind."

Chris looked up and saw an energy ball flying towards him, he ducked to avoid the energy ball.

"---Send me back to where I'll find

What I wish in place and time."

The portal opens and Chris tore the spell from the book and sprinted towards the portal. Wyatt got up to his feet and threw an energy ball.

"No!" Wyatt cried. His energy ball missed.

Chris flew through the portal and he saw a blink of light was coming towards him. "Ow." Chris cried as he landed on the hard ground. In addition of his shoulder's burn from the gist of the energy ball Wyatt sent for him, all the bruising in his body was hurting thanks to Wyatt's beating he took earlier.

"Oh, my god. Are you ok?" Paige asked.

"Yeah. I'm fine." Chris mumbled as he stands up. "Nice spell." He added.

"But we just put it in there, like, two seconds ago." Phoebe said amazed.

"Well, you see, the way time travel works –." Leo starts to answer Phoebe's query, almost condescendingly, but genuinely wanting to explain at the same time.

"Yeah, I don't want to know. I already have a little headache, thanks." Phoebe interrupts.

"You have some serious explaining to do, young man." Piper said to Chris.

"I know. Listen, I'm sorry I lied to you. I really am but--." Chris started.

"No! No "buts." It's about time you tell us the truth. Now." Piper cut him.

"I can't." Chris said simply. "But not because I don't want to, but because there's only so much I can tell you without the future being changed too much." He explained taking a step forward.

"Um, isn't that your whole point? To come and change the future?" Paige asked.

"Yeah, but that was supposed to be more like a surgical strike." Chris said nodding a little.

"To save Wyatt." Leo added. He was still doubt the reason of Chris being here.

"To save Wyatt." Chris nodded.

"What about Bianca?" Phoebe asked. Chris just sigh, repressing all his emotions, refusing to show them what he felt.

"Bianca won't be a threat to anyone anymore." He said. But clearly he was devastated.

"I'm sorry." Phoebe said.

"Me, too." Chris nodded. "So you guys still all right with me hanging around here?" There's a pause, Leo looked at the sisters, as usual phoebe had no reaction and Paige just shrugged, Piper just sighed.

"Absolutely." Leo answers for all of them. Chris smiled. He can't stop the smile spreading across his face. "But the next time you're in trouble, you've got to tell us. Trust works both ways." Leo added.

"Ok." He answered quickly.

Chris walk out of the attic door, down the stairs and past the bedroom door. he see Wyatt standing up in his playpen, looking up at him. he stared at the boy.

"If I can't save you, I swear to god I'll stop you." Chris muttered with as much conviction as he could, taking advantage of the shift in power, as far as age is concerned.

"You'll save him." Andrianne said walking up behind him. "What happened to you? Got blasted again?" Andrianne mocked looking at his shoulder.

"It's nothing. He didn't know you're here of else he would have asked. Means he didn't sent you here." Chris said. Andrianne smiled and shook her head. "Amuse me. Trying to show off your power?" Chris joked.

"We need to talk somewhere else." Adrianne said leaning on her brother. "But let me heal you before we go."

"Hey, who's the elder brother here?" Chris asked, pretending to be hurt.

"You. So?" She answered looking at him nonchalantly.

"Stop taking care of me. I'm supposed to take care of you." He replied.

"Yeah. Then stop getting hurt." Andrianne said simply. "I can't tend you every time you know." She continued.

"And why not?" Chris said pretending to be hurt.

"It hurts me to see you get hurt." She answered simply. "And because I love you." She said snuggled her brother.