Raw Emotions

Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or any of the characters. I'm merely using them for my own enjoyment. Oh, and I'm not making any money off of this (I wish!)

A/n Hey everyone. I hope this isn't too many chapters for you to read at once. Sorry if it is, but I couldn't help myself. Please enjoy!

Wyatt left the now empty cave with a heavy heart. He had gone on a vanquishing spree, but nothing seemed to alleviate his pain. Wyatt couldn't get the look of Piper's cold, disappointed eyes out of his mind.

"...vanquish you." Piper's voice whispered in his ear, making Wyatt's eyes water again. How could she say that to him, to her son. Wyatt bit his lip, unable to deal with this emotion. He couldn't, no he wouldn't, allow himself to fall into that trap again. The trap of being human. Being human meant dealing with pain, loss and loneliness. Wyatt couldn't take it. He couldn't do it. He'd rather feel nothing at all then this aching in his chest that he couldn't stop. A thousand knots were formed in Wyatt's stomach, unable to untangle.

Wyatt was so confused. Feelings were something he had gotten rid of long ago and now he didn't know what to do with himself. Part of him wanted to go to Piper and apologize like she had asked. It was such a small thing to do and it shouldn't have caused the havoc that it did. Wyatt closed his eyes wearily as his internal battle of wills began once again. The second he thought of apologizing an evil voice rang out in his head that he was weak, pathetic, and human.

Wyatt clenched his fists in anger, desperation, confusion, pain and emptiness. Emotions whirred around him so quickly that he couldn't decipher all of them and differentiate one from the other. He was going to go insane if he kept having to feel for one more second. Finally, deciding on a safe route, Wyatt settled on feeling angry. Wyatt had learned a long time ago that he could easily control his anger and turn it into power.

How dare Piper say something like that to him! How dare she pre-judge him like that! Piper had no idea what he had gone through. She was the one who died. She left him behind to raise Chris by himself after that. After all, it wasn't as if Leo was around. If anyone had had to go through what he went through they would've went completely insane. Chris had been devastated by their loss and became very clingy and protective of Wyatt after that. He wouldn't let Wyatt out of his sight for a year, and by that time Wyatt had made up his mind. There was no way in hell he was putting his remaining family through something like that again. He had to save them, and unfortunately they didn't agree with him, but at least they were safe.

Wyatt stopped for a minuet to catch his breath, but heard the sounds of evil laughter ahead of him and straightened up, ready for another battle. That's all his life consisted of, Wyatt pondered to himself as he began the endless vanquishing of demons. That's all he did all his life was fight and kill. It was a wonder he wasn't totally nuts!

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Chris sat atop the Golden Gate Bride, allowing the wind to blow softly through his hair. Chris leaned his head back and breathed in the scent of the air deeply, finding it as comforting now as he always did. Chris had come up here to think and hopefully find some clarity, but unfortunately his head was still spinning.

Chris couldn't believe that Piper had said that. Saying that she was disappointed in him would've been one thing, but to admit to having thought about vanquishing him was another matter altogether. It pained Chris to see his brother hurt, no matter what he'd become. Chris had been having to remind himself of that lately. Having Wyatt in the past was... confusing, to say the least. He was ok for the most part and Chris found that it was much to easy to believe that the future had never happened. Chris shook his head and tried to calm his thoughts, but he just couldn't stop thinking about what Piper said.

Chris knew that Piper had just wanted to make a point, and he knew that Piper knew that only tough love would get to Wyatt, but still! That was cold and harsh, a side of Piper that Chris had never wanted to witness. He had seen her be less cold towards demons for goddness sakes! The image of Wyatt's watery eyes following Piper's retreating back regretfully was forever etched into Chris's mind. He wanted to feel angry at Piper for hurting Wyatt like she did, but he couldn't stop himself from thinking that Wyatt had been asking for it.

Chris flung his head in his hands in confusion. The skies above him darkened and opened. The sky cried the tears that Chris couldn't let fall and he just sat there for a second, enjoying the rain and the comfort he got from it. Finally Chris decided to remain undecided and go back to the manor. At least there maybe he could do something useful, like comfort Piper or maybe Wyatt would already be there.

Wyatt. Chris shuddered thinking about what he could be doing right now. Whatever it is, Chris sincerely hoped it had nothing to do with revenge. With that last terrifying though Chris hurled the potion at his feet once more and used his last transportation potion to get him to the manor.

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Piper was in the kitchen, washing dishes and crying slightly. She couldn't believe herself. She had told her own son that she wanted to vanquish him. What kind of a mother was she. Obviously a horrible one. Look at what had happened already. Wyatt had turned evil, she had treated Chris horribly and then she goes and runns her mouth. Piper shook her head at herself.

What was said was said and there was nothing she could do now, except wait to see how this whole mess played out. Wiping her hands on a towel a startled yelp left Piper's lips when she turned around and Chris appeared in front of her.

"I though your powers were bound?" Piper asked her son curiously, leaving Wyatt's name out, to avoid her pain.

"They are, I used a potion. I've got to make some more." He said looking around the kitchen cautiously. Chris turned worried eyes on his mother who immediately saw that something was wrong.

"What's the matter?" Piper asked worriedly as she led her son over to the table and took a set behind him.

"I'm not completely sure." Chris started. At Piper's confused look Chris elaborated, "I've just got a bad feeling about Wyatt." Chris said, trusting that his mother was feeling the same thing. Piper flinched a little at Wyatt's name, but otherwise focused.

"Do you think he's hurt?" She asked with worry. She didn't want anything bad to happen to either children no matter who they had become.

"No demon right now is powerful enough to hurt him." Chris said muttering something about the 'stupid all-perfect twice-blessed.' "I think he's...," Chris hesitated, not sure if he should finish his though or not. Piper looked at him encouragingly, urging him to continue. Chris took a deep breath and finished, "... planning something."

The very idea sent shivers scattering down Piper's spine and she closed her eyes in horror. Whatever it was Piper knew that it couldn't be good. "Planning what?" Piper asked tiredly, rubbing a hand over her face. "And how do you know he's planning something?" She asked curiously.

Chris stood up and began pacing in front of her, getting more wired up the second. "I think that whatever he's planning has something to do with me. Knowing Wyatt, it's not going to be good. Not at all." Chris began worriedly, closing his eyes in frustration. "As for how I know, it's got something to do with how deep our bond is. I can feel it in my gut, like an instinct." Chris finished getting more anxious by the second. Wyatt's plans were never something to look forward to.

"Should I call Phoebe and Paige." Piper asked, chewing on her lower lip. She didn't want to see her son do something evil to the other. She didn't want it to happen period. Piper wasn't sure if she'd survive seeing or hearing about such a cruel act.

"No, not yet. We should wait to see if anything even happens or if I'm just being paranoid." Chris said, with a humorless laugh, collapsing next to Piper and thinking hard.

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Wyatt smirked at the groveling demon before him. He had killed the ever demon in the Kruz clan except for this last demon. He had been torturing him for at least five minuets now and was starting to feel much better. The demon was begging for mercy, and Wyatt snorted in disgust.

"Mercy?" Wyatt asked cruely, slamming the demon into a wall with his telekinesis again. "What use are you to me, demon?" Wyatt snarled in a commanding voice. The demon looked up, his eyes shinning with a primal fear. His only desire now was that of survival and the demon knew there was only one way to get that.

"You need me." He began breathlessly, shaking with fear and cold, still lying on the floor. "I can help you. I can give you what you want." He said sincerely, knowing exactly what buttons to press.

"Get to the point, demon!" Wyatt snarled, quickly losing patience with this demon. It had tried to fight him at first and now it was offering help? Wyatt snorted cruelly and lifted the demon off his feet before slamming him back down again.

"I can help you get your brother to the future." The demon cried out in terror, knowing that he had the witches attention now. This really shocked Wyatt, although he didn't show it. The demon knew about Chris! Although, in retrospect, considering all the demons he went after and probably pissed off that wasn't much of a surprise. But how did the demon know about him. Wyatt had just gotten here the other day and now this... creature was claiming to know all about them and the problems he's got with his younger brother.

Sensing his thoughts, and wanting to word off his anger the demon spoke once more, "I have deep connections with the seer." He said calmly, now sure of his survival. It was the classic bargain. I'll help you if you help me. He'll help the witch by telling him how to get his brother back and the witch will help him by not killing him. It's the perfect partnership.

Wyatt nodded once in understanding. He had a seer in his future as well as the seer was very good at what she did. She knew things that he didn't even know he wanted to know until after she had already told him and, more importantly, she was able to keep semi-tabs on his family. She was at least able to tell him that they were still alive. "Alright then" Wyatt said, his confident voice echoing and ringing throughout the cave, "I'll give you a chance, but if I don't like what I hear..." Wyatt let his sentence trail off, enjoying the petrified look that the demon now wore.

The demon flinched in fear, unable to even ponder what this witch could do to him. "You.. you could threaten him." The demon began, an idea forming in his mind and causing him to grin maliciously. Wyatt snorted with amusement. If that was all the demon could come up with... Chris had never been afraid of him. No matter what he did. There was only one time that Chris had been afraid of him and Wyatt had promised Chris that that would never happen again. "You could threaten him, with what you did before. Maybe even... demonstrate on someone else first, promising him the same fate if he doesn't come with you." The demon announced proudly, positive that his plan would work.

Wyatt was conflicted. He wanted Chris back with him so badly, but he didn't want to torture him again. He didn't think that he could stand it. If it was the only way to get Chris back though... Wyatt shuddered positive he was not going to enjoy this one bit. Quickly and painlessly, his gift to the demon, Wyatt killed him before flaming out to find his brother.

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Piper looked towards Chris, her beautiful son and felt his pain. Looking into his eyes all Piper could see was distress, and pain. It broke her heart to see him this way. Piper loved both of her sons and wanted nothing but the best for both of them, but that looked like it had a pretty slim chance of happening now. Frustrated tears were swimming in Chris's eyes as he tried to figure out what Wyatt was planning again and again and again.

Tears of exhaustion gathered in her own eyes and Piper sniffled, trying to keep them at bay. Chris's ears picked up on the small sound like a radar. He quickly went over to Piper and knelt in front of her, taking her hand in his. In an instant, Chris's tears were gone at the suffering of another as he focused his complete attention on his mom. Piper laughed a watery laugh at how much of a good person Chris was.

She wanted to tell Chris so much. That she loved him, that was the best son a mom could ever ask for, that none of this was his fault, but she couldn't. She didn't want to make him uncomfortable this early in their relationship so instead she settled for saying lovingly, "I'm proud of you."

Chris's heart surged with joy at his mothers words. His eyes immediately filled with tears as he looked at his long, lost mother and fought to keep control of himself. "Thank you." Chris whispered with heartfelt sincerity. Piper smiled and got out of her chair, kneeling on the ground with him. Quickly, she pulled him forward and into an embrace. Chris smiled with happiness and returned the hug, for once not worrying about everyone else in the world and, for once, doing what he wanted; what he needed.

For the first time in a long time Chris pulled away from the hug, not bothering to feel embarrassed. Instead he stood up, taking Piper with him, and once again whispered, "Thank you."

Before their conversation could get any farther Chris's eyes widened, he dropped Pipers hands, and whispered, "Wyatt!"