Author's Note: If I could apologize a million times, I would.
I finished my semester and got incredibly lazy. At least my freshman year went well. I got a 3.9 gpa.

Summer school at the community college begins next week :[

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As usual, I ask for ideas. Also, to the reviewer who said Leo can't use telekinesis,
I totally agree, but there have been many times where he put his hands over the book and the pages moved.
So, I'm going to pretend that's some form of telekinesis.

Wyatt remained in Chris's comforting arms, "When I get back to the future, I'm gonna teach you to orb away from bad guys."

Chris looked up, giving Wyatt a warning glance, "Excuse me?" He asked. There was a mixture of amusement and offense in his indignant laugh.
He found it incredible that Wyatt could make him feel so insecure at such a tender age.

"Like this." Wyatt explained, not picking up on Chris's anger. He orbed from his spot on the couch to a nearby loveseat. A grin spread across his face.

"I know how to orb." Chris's irritation seeped through just a bit. Wyatt was always going to be Wyatt, evil or not.

Wyatt's reprimanding expression reminded Chris of his childhood, "If you know how to, then why didn't you?" There was a genuine bit of concern in his condescension.

It was a fair question, but Chris couldn't help but feel indignant at the remark. Instead, he appealed to Wyatt's ego, "You did really well." Chris complimented the boy,
"Thanks for saving my life."

Wyatt grin turned into an appreciative smile, "Daddy always comes for you. He is always scared that you're gonna get hurt."

"With my lifestyle, that's a likely possibility." Chris laughed to himself. Leo was going to be a father to him one day. It was comforting thought, but still a strange one to entertain.

He stood up, still exhausted and lifted his mother's body onto the couch. He eyed her baby bump with concern, "Momma's okay, right?" Wyatt asked worriedly as he stared at Piper's unconscious body.

"I think so." Chris hesitated. He took Piper's hand, rubbing it reassuringly, "Mom's going to get some rest now." He told Wyatt with a wary smile.

"Mom?" a voice asked and Chris swallowed nervously. He turned to Leo, restraining himself from becoming too emotional.
All at once he felt hatred, pain, mourning and abandoned.

"Piper's my mother." Chris admitted softly. Normally, he would have lied and found some sort of excuse, but he couldn't help but flash forward to his death.
Leo would make amends one day.

"You're-" Leo paused, now shell-shocked. He immediately noticed Piper's baby bump.

"I'm your son." Chris nodded and pulled Wyatt to himself, "This is-"

Leo's eyes widened in surprise, "Wyatt." He smiled at the boy, "He looks just like I did at his age."

'Of course.' Chris thought of his childhood, so many events in life made sense now. He always had thought Leo was a self-absorbed ass and now that he knew that he saw himself in Wyatt, life made more sense. Paige had always remarked that Chris looked entirely like Piper, sans his emerald eyes.

She would also mutter how he had inherited Piper's temper, but Chris would ignore her.

As a child, Chris had loved his eyes. It had almost been like he had a piece of Leo wherever he went, but as he grew older and came to realize his father was never going to be
what he had always hoped for, he had come to despise those eyes. In the past it had been especially hard. Each time he looked in the mirror he had to remind himself not to
become like Leo. He couldn't abandon his plan, doing so would leave so many people even more vulnerable to Wyatt.

Right now, though, Leo's emerald eyes were scaring him. Leo had no distrust any longer, automatically smiling any time Chris gave him a glance. It was unnerving.
If Chris had been Leo in this situation, he would not be that easily persuaded.

"You look like Piper." Leo murmured softly, almost mourning.

Chris's heart seemed to slow. He had heard the cliche many times over, but the most critical moment he had heard it was at his mother's funeral.

Leo continued gently, "Why didn't you tell us from the start?"

Many, many reasons could be articulated, but Chris picked only one, "It wouldn't have worked that way."
This was not a comfortable conversation and Chris needed an exit strategy.

"We would have believed you when you said Wyatt turns evil." This response was layered in unnecessary prodding from his father.
Unfortunately, tact was not one of those layers.

"What does that mean?" Wyatt yelled at Chris, he pulled on Chris's tee-shirt with an especially harsh tug. This seemed to be his warning and for a moment, Chris saw the tyrant.

"Leo!" Chris chastised immediately. Wyatt was never supposed to know about the Dark Future. Chris had been picking his words carefully the whole day just to avoid the repercussions that would surround Wyatt's knowledge of this path, "Are you nuts?"

Leo pulled Wyatt towards him gently, "I'm sorry, Wyatt." Leo kissed his forehead, "I didn't mean that, buddy. We will never let you turn evil."

The stress of the situation was too much for Chris. Wyatt broke free from Leo's hold, "Chris, are you okay?"

Chris flashed a smile at Wyatt, "Fine. I just need to relax. I'll be back later." He disappeared in orbs.

Wyatt frowned, looking back at Leo now, "He's not okay, daddy."

Leo sighed, agreeing with his elder son. The fact that Chris was his son was being absorbed too slowly to severely impact him.
Leo thought of all the acts Chris had committed in the past ten months. Chris had said he had barely gotten to know his family and Leo was now wondering what exactly that meant.

Walking over to Paige, Leo picked her up and orbed her to her bedroom and then repeated the process with Phoebe.

"That's done now." Leo mumbled softly, petting Wyatt's hair.

"Daddy, where have you been the whole day?" Wyatt's eyes were a startling blue, begging with curiosity.

"Up there." Leo replied, ashamed he had left the sister's with a whitelighter who couldn't heal.
The fact that the whitelighter he had come to dislike was his son, made this situation even more incomprehensible.

"With the Elders? this whole time?" Wyatt seemed doubtful.

"Well it's been my responsbility. You see, Elders" Leo pointed towards the ceiling, "watch over the Earth, protecting everyone from harm."

Wyatt's next question was simple, "Did you miss mommy and little me?" He had never been away from his father for more than a school day.

Leo's answer was earnest, "Every single second of every single day."

Chris took solace in the fact that his mother and aunts were safe, but this was a disaster.
Not only did his mother know who he was, so did Leo. How the hell was he supposed to get anything done with his neurotic mother constantly prodding him?

The matter of Leo bothered him more. He hadn't exactly been subtle about his distaste for Leo.
Now that Leo was back on Earth, it was going to be even harder to get rid of him this time around; He liked to feign a sense of duty to his family.

Sure, Leo would be a father to a Chris Halliwell someday, but it wasn't now and it wasn't him.
He knew that Piper would expect him to forgive Leo for sins he had yet to commit,
but after all the things Leo had missed out on when he was a child, he just was not ready.

Leo had gotten better after Piper's death, true, but Chris just saw it as an horrible twist of irony.
He'd rather have the shitty version of Leo with his mother alive, than to have an affectionate father with his mother dead.

Chris hated knowing what he would do next;
He was going to send Wyatt home and force his parents to forget what they had learned in the last twelve hours.
What hurt him more was that he was going to force himself to do the same thing.

The future Wyatt had described was nothing short of a miracle and Chris was not in the position to sacrifice a miracle.
Nothing was worth that, not even his parent's love.