Chris refused eye contact as the warm glow took away any evidence of the injury. Leo looked at where the wound had once more been before being satisfied with the result and turning his eyes back to his sons.

"Are you ok?" he questioned first.

Wyatt nodded to his father whilst Chris gazed out the window, uncomfortable with the situation and hoping he could leave soon.

"Yeah, Chris just had to blow of some steam!" Wyatt assured without thinking.

Leo furrowed his eyebrows in confusion before he realised what Wyatt meant. A look of disapproval graced the mans face. Wyatt tried to signal for Leo not to question Chris' actions but there was no stopping the concerned parent.

"The underworld isn't a safe place Chris," the elder began.

Chris turned his gaze from the window to his father. A slight rage behind his features.

"It was a safe enough place for me before you knew who I was!" he couldn't help but quip. Wyatt noticed Leo flinch.

"Chris!" Wyatt warned. In response his little brother rolled his eyes at him.

"…Chris, just give him a chance!" Wyatt pleaded.

"He doesn't deserve another chance Wyatt!" Chris replied in irritation.

Wyatt went to argue back but Leo interrupted.

"His right," Leo said in a matter of fact manner.

I'm right? Chris thought to himself, surprised at the admission.

"I was ignorant and treated you unfairly, I'm sorry for that but I can't go back and change it now, I wish I could. I just hope you know I will never forgive myself for it but hope that you can try and forgive me as I try and fix it," Leo finished.

Chris glared at him, "I will never forgive you!" he stated coldly.

The distraught look on his fathers face and seeing the disappointment in Wyatt's face made him soften slightly. So he continued,

"…I will never forgive you for the future but I will try to forgive you in this present," Chris sighed, "…You haven't done anything wrong in this time, only tried to protect your family,"

"You're my family too Chris," Leo pointed out gently.

Chris felt momentarily compelled to except the mans words and forgive him. Leo hadn't ever cared for him this much. But the childish thought soon escaped him. After the momentary pause he returned to his emotionless mask.

"Lets just see what happens." he said coolly.

Leo hesitated before saying, "…for whatever I did in your future that made you hate me so much, I'm sorry,"

A look of hurt flashed across Chris' face, suddenly making him seem a lot younger. Leo decided in that moment that he would do everything in his power to ensure his son didn't grow up in such a world of hurt and pain.

"I don't hate you," Chris pointed out, "That's why it hurts," and with that he orbed away. The two remaining occupants starred long after he disappeared before facing each other.

"This is hard on him," Wyatt pointed out to a glum Leo who nodded simply. Things really did need to change!

A look of worry crossed Leo's face as he remembered his son could block him from sensing him . He wondered if his youngest son had gone back to the underworld.

Wyatt smiled at him sympathetically knowing his concern, "His safe," Wyatt told, "Just gone some place to think."

"The Bridge?" Leo questioned knowing Chris, similar to himself, found the place good for thinking. Wyatt nodded surprised that Leo knew.

Leo had gone to the elders a few hours by now but Wyatt had remained in the attic. He was continuously sensing his brothers location to ensure he was safe. He flicked idly through the book of shadows looking for an answer that didn't exist. He just wanted to help his brother.

"I wish there was something that could just make life easier for him before everyone know the truth," he said aloud to himself before closing the old book. He orbed away to find how his mom was.

As his orbs disappeared a white light appeared where he had been standing before it escaped through the roof.

Not far away Chris sat on the bridge lost in thought. Too distracted to notice the white sparkles of magic that danced around him before he could react.

As the white lights disappeared 22 years of memories seemed to decrease in his mind. Left behind was only the lesser 12 years of memory.

He looked around, surprised to find himself on top of the bridge for no apparent reason. Slightly confused he disappeared in blue orbs, returning home.

Now that I have finally attempted to correct some past mistakes I will get back to replying to comments. Thank you for your patience…new chapters should be up soon!