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Wyatt walked away from the attic, making his way downstairs when he heard strange and weird noises coming from his room.

"Chris….?" Wyatt called out as he slowly pushed the door open, only to reveal a dark room and within the room, he can hear whimpering noises coming from it.

"Chris?" Wyatt once again called out to his little brother just as he saw a silhouette in the bed, turning and tossing around. With a quick gesture, the lights came on. "Chris!" Wyatt said as he went to his trashing brother, whose face was concentred with pain like he was being tortured.

Wyatt sat down on the soft bed and shook the sleeping boy up from his dreams. "Chris, you're having a nightmare wake up kiddo." Wyatt called out as Chris snapped opened his eyes. Wyatt, seeing the scared green eyes snap open at the sound of his voice, he pulled the shaking body into his arms as he felt Chris relax into his embrace.

"You okay?" he asked after the brunette calmed down a bit.

"Yeah, thanks for checking up on me." Chris answered looking up to look at the blonde. "What's wrong?" he asked as he observed Wyatt's face. The twice blessed eyes were red and moist as if he was ready to cry.

"Nothing, just something that happened upstairs." He said rubbing his eyes, hoping the unshed tears would go away. "Will you be fine here for a few seconds?" Wyatt asked him as getting up only to be stopped by a hand that grabbed him.

"Wyatt, what happened upstairs?" Chris asked pushing the blankets away and sat up on the bed.

"Nothing, I just lost my temper for a bit." Wyatt said in a frustrated tone, not really wanting to talk about the 'incident' back upstairs. "I'm going to go get Lucas, just so we know he is safe." Wyatt said with a smile as he got up and walked out the room.

Walking down to his son's room, but as halfway down the corridor, he heard a faint conversation from upstairs filtering through the ceiling, after failing to make out the words, he stopped straining his ears and continued to get his son.

"Hey baby boy, already awake?" Wyatt asked softly to his son, who just laid there watching his father curiously with his big blue eyes. Picking him up, Wyatt walked to the old rocking chair and sat down. After a minute of silence, with Lucas playing with his shirt buttons, he got up and made his way back to Chris.

Finding the brunette witch on the bed, still sitting how he left him, Wyatt made his way to Chris, handing Lucas over to Chris, as the infant was struggling to get out of Wyatt's arms and into Chris.

"Wy, is everything alright?" Chris asked, his emerald eyes boring into the pain filtered oceanic ones.

Wyatt only gave a nod with a tight smile. Lucas gurgled in Chris' lap, seeing his happy family, Wyatt once again smiled, yet didn't join them, instead he said. "Chris, I'll be right back." With that the twice blessed left the room.

When he was out the room he leaned agains the wall and closed his eyes. Clearing his head for a second, he felt warm tears agains his his cheeks. Quickly wiping them away he opened his eyes and walked trough the hallwall.

Thinking about what he had done only made him more aware of what a danger he could be to the rest of family. What if Melinda was next, his mom or anyone from his family, with his temper he could just lose it any minute for no reason.

Junior couldn't help that the demon followed his to the manor, it wasn't Junior's fault that it decided to attack the people closes to it.

Beginning to feel more and more guilty he orbed away from the manor before anyone came looking for him.

Looking around him as he saw the blue orbs dissapear around him he saw water, cars, clouds, birds. He was on the bridge, the perfect place to think about all this mess.

Chris looked at the little child who laid on his chest and just tried to snuggeld more into him untill he finally closed his eyes and fell back asleep.

Kissing the little boy on his head Chris carefully sat up and walked back to the babyroom to lay him in crib again. He jogged up the stairs and saw his cousin and sister talking. "Hey guys, can you watch Lucas for a bit, i'm gonna go look for Wyatt." He asked walking closer to see what they were looking for.

"Wyatt left?" Melinda asked him as she stopped going thru the Book. "Yeah, I think he's at the bridge or something. Don't worry, I'll find him." Chris said as he quickly skimmed the page they were looking at.

"Is this him?" he asked looking at Junior this time. Junior just nodded, still looking a little guilty and perhaps a little scared. Deciding that finding Wyatt was more important than asking questions he just nodded and kissed Melinda on her head before walking off.

Watching him walk away Melinda looked at Junior with a sad face. "Stop doing that, it's not your fault." She said putting an arm around him and hugging him. "He never had the right to do that to you."

That's when he pulled away with a shocked face "What do you mean?" he asked. "Chris and your nephew could have been dead! Because of me, I almost killed his son and his brother!" he said horrified by himself. "He has a right to do everything bad to me."

"Fine, you know what. You sit here and pity yourself all you want." She said with a big fake smile on her face. "I'm gonna go check on my nephew who is sleeping in his crib Save and Sound."

Standing up there, looking over the view and breathing in the cold fresh air it was just a little bit better then being down there and killing them.

Wyatt walked away from the ledge and slid down to ground as he leaned against the red metal wall, closing his eyes as his hands went thru his blonde locks. He just needed to think, think about Junior about the demon, about how his baby boy was attacked by a demon.

He just needed to clear his head for a while, just needed to get everything out, the anger towards Junior, the repulsion towards himself, all of it.

"Wy?" he heard quietly, being spoken from the beautiful voice right before him. He looked up and saw Chris sitting before him, one of his hands went to his face as it softly brushed one single tear away.

He didn't even know he had been crying, and then looking in the green eyes he stood up and walked past the brunette.

"Wyatt!" Chris said loudly as his brother walked to the other side, looking over the water again. "You're going to have to talk to me eventually; you can't keep me out forever."

Wyatt rolled his eyes at Chris' words. "Just watch me."

He wouldn't let him know he was weak, that he was weak and he lost his temper even though his boys were perfectly fine. He was supposed to be the strong one; he was the Twice-Blessed he should have to be able to keep evil from hurting his family.

"I know." Chris said softly as he moved closer to the stubborn blonde. "I know you feel like you have failed. I know you want to protect us from it all, or at least keep Luke from it. But you can't do it all alone; you should let me help sometimes. Why don't you just get that." Chris said it without any hope because he knew Wyatt wouldn't listen to it.

Standing close enough he gave the blonde one a small kiss one the lips.

"Chris, can you just fucking leave me alone for a bit." Wyatt hissed through his gritted teeth, not returning the kiss. Chris looked hurt by his actions as he took few steps back, before his hurt turned into anger.

"Why won't you admit it! You're so fucking damn stubborn." Chris yelled at him as anger got the best of him. "You think you are powerful, you think you need to protect me, guess what, I don't need protection, I can look after myself, I'm damn a good and powerful witch as you."

Chris glared at the twice blessed, his piercing emerald eyes boring into the ocean blue eyes with anger. Seeing Wyatt was not going to change his mind, he orbed out with a sigh.

"So, what is my nice little sister doing here all by herself?" Chris asked Melinda as she sat by the window in the attic.

Melinda turned around to see the brunette older witch standing in the middle of the attic looking at her with a glint of sadness in his eyes. "Well, first she tried to find a way of saving her family before they all killed themselves because the self pity their self. But when she realised that was a lost cause she practically redecorated the attic and sat by the window putting spells on people walking by." She answered him with a cocky smile.

Chris looked at her with a panicky expression since she actually had the guts to do a thing like that, "Please tell me you didn't! Mom would kill me and Wyatt!" he ran over to the window to check if there were any weird acting people.

"Oh please, like I would ever do that." She said as he looked back at her and gave a 'Yeah, Like I Believe That' look. "Okey, I would. But not now with everything that's going on."

Chris sighted relieved and looked around on the potion table, seeing no sign of a potion being made "Mel, didn't you and Junior made a potion for the demon?"

"Yeah well... Junior got annoying and then I left here to check on Luke and when I got back he was gone, so I figured he went home to wallow in self-pity. And I need 'The power of two' for the potion." She rolled her eyes as she said that. "And I didn't want to interrupt you two for if maybe you were making up or something like that."

"Oh come on, like I would even do it on the bridge" Chris laughed as his sister looked disgusting, she really didn't want to have that mental image in her mind.

"And as for the whole power of two thing, you know as well as I do, it's the power of tree. It's not just me and Wyatt; you are just as important as every member of our family."

Melinda smiled at him again and nodded towards the book to let him see the spell and the ingredients for the potion. "We need to pay a visit to Chinatown again; half of the ingredients on the list are gone. So if you don't mind orbing me to wherever that little shit is now I'll be on my way." She gave him her famous cocky smile again as she gave him a kiss and took the little list. "Luke is in his crib sleeping and I think Wyatt is going to be here soon, so see you later." He laughed at her and orbed her on her way and made his way out of the attic towards the baby room.

When he got there he saw his handsome lover hold their beautiful little boy in his arms as he was rocking him to sleep. "Hey" he said softly, not wanting to wake Luke up again. Wyatt looked up from the baby and smiled as he saw Chris standing in the doorway leaning against the frame with a little smile.

"Mel and Junior are gone to buy some more ingredients." Chris walked towards the blonde as Wyatt leaning in to kiss the little boy on the head, not even stirring as he sleep thro. "Okey, how about you me and his little fellow got some sleep?" Wyatt asked looking at Chris with soft looking eyes, not even looking close to the cold ones he saw not even 15 minutes ago. "Yeah, good idea." Chris agreed, Wyatt walked out the baby room and Chris turned off the light and closed the door following Wyatt.

Laying down on the soft bed Wyatt put the baby between them, not wanting to leave him alone with a demon on the loose. He lightly kissed Chris on the lips and whispered and I love you and he dozed of. Chris returned the I love you and stared up at the sealing and thought about how fucked up thing were from this morning, he figured just another day in the Halliwell manor as he also dozed off, wrapping a arm around Wyatt and Luke.

"Okey Hen! What the fuck did you do to this demon!?" Melinda yelled breathless to Junior as they slowed their run down and glared at Junior. They already got the ingredients but when they were walking home they got attacked again and had to run away from the annoying shit from hell. "I don't know, I wasn't doing anything I wasn't supposed to when he came, well not exactly but that besides the point." He said with a smug look on his face.

Okey,. So hoped you liked that,. review ?