Hey everyone I am sorry for the very long wait. I hit a wall for the first time since started this story. I even had a hard time naming this chapter. Well I hope that this chapter is good enough to make up for that, and again sorry. Chapter 10 started off as a one shot that wouldn't leave me alone from the Brad Paisley song Letter to Me. Now it is chapter 10 of A Thousand Memories funny how things work out….I hope it will be done soon. This chapter does some time jumping but it is within the same day, so I hope no one gets confused.
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It's all About Power
Chris was standing on the Golden Gate Bridge looking down on the water and all the tiny lights from over a dozen or so cars. "I have got to be going crazy I know Wyatt and he would never let me down or not be there when I need him."
Chris just stood there watching the water flow past. "Get it together Halliwell." He thought to himself. Chris took in a deep breath held it in for a moment then let it out. "Ok I am just going to go talk to him he is my brother I can do this I have to do this."
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Paige opened her eyes after the last thirty minutes of sensing for Wyatt, because he was not responding to his mother's calls. "Found him" she said with a smile she was rather proud of her self.
"Ok so where is he?" Piper asked her sister as her smile faded.
"I don't know he moved; now I have to start over." The youngest charmed one closed her eyes again.
"Ok ladies I would love to stay and play where's the whitelighter, but I have to go to a meeting at work that if I miss it is my job so I will be back as soon as I am done ok." Phoebe said to her sisters as she turned to leave the attic.
Piper gave her a look of understanding and said "well you go deal with that I am sure we will still be here when you get back."
"Ok see you in a bit." The middle charmed one called back as she hit the stairs.
"I got him again" Paige let out as she opened her eyes.
"Good now where is he before he moves again?" Piper stated as she gave her youngest sister a smirk.
Paige's eyes went wide as she said kind of slowly "he is right here in the house." Just then Wyatt walked in the attic
"Hey where is Aunt Pheebs I need to talk to her." The young blonde asked the other two witches in the room.
Piper looked at her oldest son confused "you just missed her she had to go to work for a while…where have you been?" she continued her gaze while he took out his cell phone.
"Mom I am fine I just needed some alone time and now I need to talk to Aunt Phoebe." He said as the phone began to ring the twice blessed walked out of the attic toward his room.
Just then Chris orbed in the living room of the manor and headed up to Wyatt's room. In the begging he was coming to talk; now he was down right pissed that his brother, who hadn't come when he called. Now he had to live with what happened just a few moments ago for the rest of his life.
"Hey Aunt Pheebs…yeah sorry about that." Wyatt told her through the phone.
"Well you better never let that happen again mister." Came her voice from the other end of the phone.
"I called because I need to talk to you about that premonition…I mean there are some things that I don't agree with like why would I be so power crazy, I told my little brother it is all about power."
From the other end of the phone his aunt said "I am not sure Wyatt that was the other you that power meant so much too."
Chris froze at the words "its all about power" coming from his bothers mouth and was caught off guard.
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"Welcome home Chris."
"Hello Wyatt."
There he is my big brother he is going to kill me all because the love of my life thought she could bring me back and save me. I just stare him down trying not to show how much he scares me
"They are no threat to me."
He says that knowing that I don't have my powers.
The demons standing around took that as a command from the twice blessed to leave, and indeed it was.
"Et tu Chris of all the people to betray me."
I know he won't see this, the same way I do but I say it anyway.
"I didn't go back to betray you, Wyatt I went back to save you."
"Save me from what?"
Is his little hint of amusement really necessary? I never take my eyes off of him.
"From what ever evil it was that turned you."
I can't stand when he gives me that condescending pitiful look, as if I should know better.
"That's always been your problem Chris, stuck in the old good verses evil morass."
I try to control myself as he continues.
"I'm so past that, it's all about power it's as simple as that."
My heart is breaking just a little to see him this way, I remember a time when he didn't care about power, just saving people. "And who ever has the most power wins is that it?"
"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."
Still using good old self control I manage to keep a cool head, but it is getting hard; he knows he is getting under my skin.
"Too bad the rest of the city isn't fairing as well as your little shrine here." I say to him as I step closer, just now I think that may not have been such a good idea. Now he takes a step toward me as well.
"You know if anyone else tried what you tried I would have killed them on the stop, but you."
I am a little surprised that he didn't kill me on the spot, but then again this is the reason I believe he can be saved…for some reason he has a soft spot for me, his little brother.
"I've forgiven Bianca I can forgive you too, if you promise never too cross me again."
He says this as if it will ever happen.
"I think you know me better than that"
"I thought you said you could talk some sense into him?" He tells her and I challenge him.
I took anther step forward standing my ground. "Leave her out of this." He isn't backing down either…not like I would have expected him too anyway. My own brother is choking me…shit how do I get out of this one?
"Pardon me."
He says with a smirk as I go flying across the room, I can hear her.
"You promised you wouldn't hurt him."
"You promised you turn him just like I turned you or at least I thought I had."
She came over to me with tears running down her face.
"Chris please I didn't bring you here to die."
I just look back at her and tell her "don't worry I know what I'm doing…..I think." Then with as much strength as I could manage I get up and lunge at him trying to tackle him to the ground…not really sure of what I was expecting to happen. He threw me over his shoulder with little or no effort at all, like it was nothing and to him I'm sure it was.
"Have you lost your mind?"
I heard him say as I hit the table and it broke under me as I hit the floor.
"I don't need you."
I don't need you…did he really just say that? Oh yes Wy you do more than you know. I thought to myself as he telekinetically chocked me again and put my back to the ceiling of the attic. The next thing I knew I was falling to the floor and heard Bianca.
"What ever you're going to do; do it fast I can't hold him for long."
I pull up the floorboard and find what I was hopping would be there…the spell, so I read it.
"Power of witches rise, come to me from across the skies return my magic, give me back all that was taken from the attack." I feel my magic return to me and mentally thank the charmed ones. Just then she lost her grip on him.
"No" echoed in Chris' head as he was brought out of his memory. He killed her, Chris said to himself. He knew that he didn't know the girl yet; but knowing he would someday and that they loved each other very much was enough. He noticed his hand was on the door knob of Wyatt's slightly opened door, Chris removed his hand saying in a whisper not again Wyatt and orbed out.
"Hold on Aunt Phoebe…I thought I heard Chris." Wyatt opened the door the rest of the way to see nothing more than an empty hall. "I guess I am going nuts…I could have swore I felt and heard Chris right outside my door."
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Earlier that day
As Chris contemplated going to talk to Wyatt the familiar sound of orbs could be heard. The dark haired teen turned around quick, to see Mr. Miller one of the teachers from magic school.
"Chris I need you to come quick it's you father." The color drained from his face immediately.
"What is wrong?" She looked deep into his eyes.
"Please just come with me.
They materialized in the headmaster's office on the desk set a plaque that said Leo Wyatt. His father was no where in sight.
"Mrs. Miller where is he?" Chris asked the redheaded teacher that just informed him that something was wrong with his father.
"Over here Chris." He came around to the other side of his father's desk. There Leo lay on the floor in a puddle of his own blood.
"Dad…dad, oh come on this can't be happening again…DAD!!" The last time this happened came to Chris' mind, but then it was his mother he had found in a pool of blood.
"Wyatt" Chris called as he sat there with his dad. " Wyatt!! I need you!" He started to cry. "WYATT!!"
"Chris?" Leo's eyes flickered open, "where's Wyatt; he is the one that should be here not you."
"What?"
"You can't heal me Chris, you never could this is all your fault. Now I will die because you could never be as good as Wyatt, why can't you be Wyatt?"
"Dad why would you say that…I love you…I...I thought you loved me, you promised this time would be different." Chris said to his dyeing father as he broke down and cried even harder.
Leo reached up with the last of his strength and slapped Chris as hard as he could then said "that's what you get for thinking."
Mrs. Miller than pulled Chris by the hair and said "I think you have been a very bad boy, letting your father die like this." Chris just looked up at her with a disbelieving look on his face and unshed tears in his eyes then stated
"I…I…didn't mean too…I'm so sorry." He stammered as his breathing was hindered.
The magic teacher now said as she walked out of the room "now your just pathetic no wander your brother didn't come."
Chris sat with Leo's body and cried for about an hour before he got mad enough to get up and do something about it.
Chris now knew he had to find Wyatt and see why he didn't come when he called. If his brother was really good like he clamed, then he should have a really good answer for his abandonment. Chris was now pissed at Wyatt.
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Chris reformed in an empty classroom at magic school; just down the hall from where he thought his father died a few hours ago. Now knowing that all Wyatt cared about was power Chris knew he had to fix it, before his mother found out, this would destroy her. Taking some chalk from one of the boards he began to draw the crest of his family on one wall. "I have to do this, it's for his own good" he though out loud.
With that said, he recited the spell not needing the book anymore he had this one memorized.
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
Just like the times before the triquetra started to glow blue, and Chris step through to change the past once again.
