Hello all, here's my newest chapter, gonna try my best and get two up this weekend, this one will be entirely Piper's point of view, will probably be a lot out of character from the Piper on the show but from the perspective of a mother that finds out the boy she didn't much like was her son and to top it off her other son treated him very bad, I think it's a possibility of a way one would feel. Thanks to all that are reading and reviewing, I hope you like it. Let me know what ya think, good or bad.

As always I do not own Charmed or the characters, although I may occasionally borrow a fe lines from the show.

CHAPTER 10

Piper's POV

My son, Chris is my son, I'm still having trouble wrapping my head around the fact that I have another baby and oh yeah that baby is Chris. How did I not see it though, he looks like me, hell he even acts like me, how could I have been so blind? God I've been so awful to him, I can only hope that he gives me a chance to make it right.

I hear orbs and turn just in time to see Paige materilize with Chris' things, I rush to her taking the sweats and t shirt hanging over her arm. I want him out of the torn and bloody clothes as soon as possible, wanting to rid him of at least one reminder of the day he's had.

"Ava here yet?" Paige ask but all I manage is a shake of my head to acknowledge that she has indeed arrived. Seeing that I am on the verge of losing it she quickly pulls me into a hug, but I don't want it, I do not deserve to be comforted. I pull out of the embrace shaking my head no as my youngest sister looks me in the eyes as she's reading my soul, she sees the pain and the guilt that have settled there.

"You didn't know." She says but the words mean nothing to me.

"It doesn't matter Paige, that's no excuse to treat someone the way I treated my own son, I…" I break off unable to continue, afraid I'll lose it and that's the one thing I can't afford to do.

"You what Piper?" She pushes a little trying to get me to open up, but I shut her down.

"No I can't, I can't do this Paige, my son needs me, Chris needs me, I have to stay strong for him, I will not fail him again." I'm praying that she'll drop it, but knowing my sister as I do I know it's a lost cause,

"Oh honey, you haven't failed him." She says continuing as I opened my mouth to speak. "Okay sweetie maybe so, but you're not alone there, I'm thinking we can all take some of the credit here."

"I'm his mother Paige, it's my job to keep him safe and in this my friend I am a failure. From the way I see it, it doesn't get any better in the future, I leave him to try and save the world from my oldest son, who also happens to be the one that has me killed." I say holding back the tears that seem to be trying to fight there way to the surface.

"We won't let that happen, we'll change it, now that we know what can happen we'll make sure it doesn't." I can see that she's having a hard time thinking of my death, probably hers and Phoebe's as well. I need to change the subject, no I need Ava or Phoebe to come out of my room and tell me something, anything about my son.

"Was this everything?" I ask shocked looking at the few articles of clothing that she has gathered from P3, which also just so happens to be the last place I saw Chris when I went there to kick him out of there as well, before I found out who he was. Man, I'm a horrible person but even more so I'm a worse mother.

"I guess time travel makes packing kind of hard." Paige says giving me a sad smile.

"Yeah." I hear myself say, but I'm slipping, I feel myself losing control. "What's taking so long?"

"Honey, I'm sure that Ava just wants to be sure she doesn't miss anything."

"I know but I should be in there."

"Why aren't you?" She asked as though being there was the simplest task in the world.

"Ava and Phoebe, they kicked me out, said I was in the way." I answer miserably.

"Wait a minute, Phoebe is in there?" She questioned panic rising in her voice.

"She's fine, it was bad at the beginning when Ava set his leg but the sedative calmed him down and Phoebe was able to regain her control, so she gets to play nurse and I have to wait out here. I should be in there Paige not her, I'm his mother." I pout.

"Want me to go in there and see how things are going?" She volunteers quickly and I realize that she's just as anxious to do something to help.

"Please?" I say half asking for myself and half asking for her benefit.

"I'll be back in a few." She replies heading toward the door of my bedroom just as Ava walks out.

"Is he okay?" I need to know as much as I need to breath.

"He's resting, he'll probably sleep for the next few hours anyway, his body still has a ways to go before he's back to his usual self. Leo was right his leg is broken, he'll be in a cast for a while, his ribs will heal, we've taped them up but Piper that not the worst of his injuries." I can tell from her face she doesn't want to continue but I have to know.

"What Ava, please tell me." I have no problem begging if that's what it takes.

"He's been tortured Piper, his body is covered in scars…"

"I'll find out who did this to my son and I'll kill him with my bare hands." I scream cutting her off before she could go on, I'm so mad right now I just want to blow someone up.

"Piper you need to calm down and let me finish." Ava has more to say and I can see the seriousness in her face so I stop pacing and stand in front of her.

"Go on." I say not sure how much more I can take before I explode.

"I'm not talking about the recent scars Piper, I'm talking about the old ones, they're from long term abuse, I'd say from years of torture." She says and I feel as though I've been kicked in the stomach as I recall his journal entries of Wyatt passing him from demon to demon before finally taking over himself. What the hell has he done to his baby brother and why could I not stop him from going evil in the first place?

"Why Wyatt?" I whisper and I see that Paige has figured it out as well and is being haunted by the possibilities of what Chris has been through.

"Who?" Ava ask not understanding what I'm talking about but I can't tell her, Wyatt is only a baby now, he hasn't done these things yet, I can't allow anyone to treat him as the monster that he's become in Chris' future.

"Nothing, is there anything else I should know before I go in?" I'm anxious to see my son, to try and take away his pain, its time I start being a mother to my broken son.

"If he doesn't wake up soon I'm thinking of bringing in some IV fluids, he's very underweight and dehydrated, I don't think he's been eating well for some time now, I'd like to keep an eye on him. His injuries will heal I'm more concerned with the emotional aspect that goes along with the torture not to mention seeing his family years after they've all died, in an ideal situation I'd have him talk to a physciatrist but that's not really an option here. When Chris wakes up I'd like everyone to treat him as they normally would for the first…."

"NO!" Paige and I both scream at the same time causing Ava to jump. "We can't, we've been horrible to him, look Ava there's still a lot that you don't know but in a nutshell, we only found out who Chris was and we weren't nice to him at all. In fact I tried to blow him up, I hit him in the arm." I'm coming unglued at the seams, I sink to the ground and can no longer stop the sounds that are coming from within, I cry for myself, for my sisters, for what Wyatt becomes in the future but mostly for the son that I don't know, the boy that's traveled through time to save his family only to be faced with his mother trying to kill him. I cry for what feels like forever before I feel two sets of arms around me and know that my sisters are there, and they too are crying so we stay there holding onto the bond that has kept us from falling over the edge so many times in the past.

"Phoebe are you okay?" I worry that our emotions are so strong that the potions we've taken to block her empath powers have been rendered useless.

"I'm okay, the potions are still working, but honey are you okay?"

"No but I don't have time for me right now, I have to go to Chris, he has to know that I'm there and I'm never going to let him down again." I'm on my feet again and heading toward my son, I dare anyone to stand in my way and a new thought has crossed my mind. "Do you guys mind setting the crystals up around my room, make sure no one can get to him, he's to vulnerable right now and then figure out who did this to him, I want them to feel the pain that he did before I finish them off." Quickly I walk across the room and stand in the doorway, there he is lying there but there is no peace on his face, he's trapped in his own personal hell leaving me with only my imagination.

"Piper." Paige speaks and I realize that she's still there, I thought she left with Phoebe so I turn to her expecting an explanation as to why she's not in the attic preparing the protection spell. "I almost forgot, I found this lying on the desk in your office, it's from Chris." She hands me an envelope and I see it says Mom and my heart beats a little faster, I'm almost scared as I reach out and take it from her. I stare at what I can only assume is a letter from my son, Paige must have decided that I would want to open it in privacy as I look back up only to find her gone. Continuing to keep it close to my heart I walk over to the side of the bed and take in the sight that is my son, I settle on sitting in the chair that Phoebe must have occupied earlier before I once again find myself starring at the envelope. I close my eyes and say a silent prayer before opening and reading the letter, I feel the tears coursing down my face as I read what my son thought to be his last words to me as he was disappearing, and know that no matter what my son loves me. I can't help but feel pride for the boy that's willing to try and save the future but also sadness for the son that doesn't believe his existence to be important, that he's not important enough to save. When he's better we'll have a lot to talk about and you can bet this'll be one of those things.

"Mom." I hear the voice coming from the bed and look up to find the prettiest green eyes I've ever seen looking back at me.

"Baby, are you okay?" I ask grabbing his hand, allowing my other one to caress his face. At first he leaned into my hand but then he pulled away and I immediately felt empty but pushed it aside as he tried to rise from the bed only to fall back in pain. "Listen sweetie, you've been though a lot, you're gonna have to take it easy for a while, can you do that?"

"Mom?" His eyes were filled with confusion as he spoke but then just as quickly as he woke up, he was out of it again.

"Don't worry baby, I'm not going anywhere, you just sleep and I'll be here when you wake up." Doing the only thing I knew to do, I lay down beside my grown baby, the one that was yet to be born and closed my eyes hoping that my presence would be enough to help him sleep peacefully.

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