"So you're mine?" Piper asked in disblief. A hand stretched out over her chest. Phoebe shuffled in, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. Her face was losing color by the moment.

Matthew took pity. He said, "er-not biologically." Piper looked confounded and Chris chose that moment to interrupt with his usual mantra, future consequences. His mother opened her mouth to retort but closed it. It seemed her discovering the truth of their relationship made her hesitant.

Matthew lunging to his knees, gripping at his head and grimacing in pain, interrupted the silence that had settled over Phoebe's bedroom. Victor knelt beside him and kept trying to ask where it hurt. But Matthew kept clutching at his ears looking as if he wanted to tear them off. He removed them moments later, starring at them all with watery eyes before shimmering away.

"Did he just shimmer?" Piper cried looking wildly from her sisters, to her son and to her nephew.

"I guess we have another part demon in the house." Paige uttered shrugging. She was dead tired, from the day's events and from breaking up with her boyfriend of a few months.

Charmed

"I can't explain it Leo," Piper whispered some hours later. They had taken refuge in their-her bedroom. Victor was still searching for Matthew, but that was the last of her worries. Her thoughts all remained on her second child. "I feel love for him even though a few hours ago I wouldn't have cared if he left and never came back."

Leo furrowed his brow, "I don't think that's entirely true Piper." His own guilt had been bearing down on him. He felt odd in the space that used to be his. Piper was sitting upon the edge of her bed and part of him wanted to join her, but instead he was pacing the perimeter of the room. "I threatened to have his soul recycled tonight. And that doesn't even-

"Leo you didn't know."

"Yeah and you didn't know either and still you feel guilty too."

Piper didn't look up at him. Instead her fingers spin the empty glass of water. She stared the opaque glass. "Do you think he'll ever forgive us?"

"He'll forgive you," Leo assured, "you didn't write him letters." His mind had been mulling over all of the things Chris had said. From my father, he wasn't around much. Chris' father was no longer a faceless entity. Leo was the faceless entity. "He told me tonight that his father wasn't around much when he was growing up. That I'd send letters instead."

Piper could not mask her shock nor her anger. She had a father who wasn't around and though he was around now, the anger still remained. All of those years he wasn't there to heal the hurts. He choose to make them truly orphans. To think her sons would have the same made her want to implode. Bitterly she said, "you can change that."

"I need to resign from becoming an Elder." It was a prospect that had been formulating inside of his head for a while.

"Can you do that?"

"No. Well it's never been done before. Unless they died."

"Well you can't die until we conceive Chris." Piper felt the heat rush to her cheeks. She hadn't told Leo about that just yet. Phoebe had informed her that the window for Chris to be conceived was from tonight until Wyatt's upcoming first birthday. It was one of the most awkward conversations she ever had. That feeling was especially compounded upon when Phoebe admitted that Chris was the one who had to calculate those dates. "we have to do that soon." She was not meeting those blue green eyes. She was still dating Greg. Greg. She'd forgotten all about him and their date. That would be a complication she would have to deal with later in the morning. "but not tonight Leo."

"Right. Goodnight Piper."

Charmed

Paige found her elder nephew asleep in the attic. His head was resting on a map of San Francisco. In his fingers was a scrying crystal. He'd told them that Matthew had been trying to warn them about something before they interrupted. It was evident how scared her nephew was for his undefined family member. She dug her phone out of her jean pocket, unable to resist, and snapped a photo. The sound it made stirred him awake. He made a bunch of incoherent noises, wiping at his mouth before relaxing.

"Very funny Aunt Paige." He said noting her phone and position. "Look at that dinosaur. That picture's got to be awful."

"I'll have you know this is the brand new Lg Retrospect." It was then that she realized she was arguing with a boy from the future. "Well played nephew. Any such luck?"

"No. He's stayed off the radar. He's powerful but I'm still worried."

"Has it crossed your mind that maybe he's playing a trick? You said he was sent by Wyatt."

"I was sent by Wyatt too."

"Right." Paige said. She had forgotten all of her earlier suspicion when it was confirmed he was Phoebe's boy. The little nephew she'd rocked to sleep and whose diapers she changed. She was still not quite sure who Matthew was. She was beginning to think maybe he was Piper's adopted son. "are we dead in the future? Is that why none of us came back?"

Victor took that moment to dig the crystal into his finger. His eyes became glossed over. Paige regretted voicing the question. She knew they must be, otherwise it'd be her or Piper or Phoebe trying to save Wyatt instead of Chris or Victor.

"What makes you sure that a demon turned Wyatt?" Victor's brilliant blue eyes flashed to her. Paige felt horrible for even voicing the question, "and it's not just him being corrupted. As someone famous once said, absolute power corrupts absolutely."

"Because it wasn't in his nature. I can't explain it. He wasn't always evil or misguided. There were events that seemed to trigger it within him. Everything about his demeanor changed. And he was loved throughout our childhood. So I mean nurture's out and nature, he's half angel, like you and Chris."

"Right. Did I actually get killed by the Titans or did Chris make that up?"

Victor laughed and shook his head, "no but you were frozen for about a year and a half. Mom and Aunt Piper had quite a bit of fun telling others where you went for those eighteen months. You came out of the stone right before Chris was born."

"Damn." Paige whispered, "Did you try the Call for a Lost Witch spell?"

"He's not a witch but maybe Mom can modify it. Is she awake yet?"

"She should be."

Charmed

Instead of letting himself wallow in his identity being revealed, Chris was sketching out some more suspects. He was leaning out over the notes he'd taken from the book. His chicken scratch was hard to decipher at times and though he longed to be with the Book, he did not want to see any of his relatives. His mind kept going back to whatever warning Matthew might've had.

Matthew and Wyatt had never exactly been each other's greatest friend. Chris' own reservation came from Derek marrying his mom. Piper had been through enough and when Chris saw how much they loved each other he found himself warming to the idea of another brother. But by that time, Matthew and Victor were nearly inseparable and then everything went to hell and it didn't matter about relationships.

Was it Piper he didn't want to see more or Leo? Piper was going to act like mom now. They'd been two distinct people in his mind. Piper was not the person who tucked him in or loved him no matter what. Mom was. Mom was the one he lost. Piper was younger than she was. More bitter.

At least his conception was for sure now. That part of worry had subsided from within him. Back to Wyatt, his mind chided him, back to Wyatt.