The Darkness of Past comes to Haunt the Halliwell's.

A/n: This is Wyatt and Chris centric Story

Full Summary: Wyatt & Chris are back from New York after successfully finishing their Finals. The Guys are expecting to spend their summer peacefully with their Family. Until strange things started to Happen When Chris Past Life come back to haunt him and what is Worse Wyatt is hiding something Huge about his friend from his Family and what's worse Phoebe finds out and struggles to keep it from the Rest of the Family.

Wyatt watched his sleeping son on the bed as he gently caressed his smooth black hair away from his son's face. The child was sleeping peacefully with two fingers stuck inside his mouth, Wyatt let out a small smile, he didn't know what happened in the attic but the moment he saw his son, bleeding and crying, Wyatt felt as if his heart has jumped out of his body. Wyatt know he has to make it up to Chris for shouting at him, but right now his little son needs him besides Wyatt knows his brother, who might probably be sulking somewhere for Wyatt shouting at him.

Wyatt looked up to see Kevin coming in. "How is he?" Kevin asked Wyatt as he sat next to Wyatt.

"He is sleeping….. he was really scared, you know," Wyatt said to Kevin as he stared into his eyes. "I told Chris not to do something stupid like this, before."

"You really shouldn't have shouted like that," Kevin said as Wyatt pulled him in his lap.

"Yeah, well I make it up to him later," Wyatt said nuzzling his face in-between Kevin's neck. "That little runt, probably be sulking somewhere, right about now."

"What if he's not?" Kevin asked Wyatt who looked up. "What if he is really hurt by what you said and not to mention from the demon fight?"

Wyatt looked at Kevin's eyes searching for something and when he saw what Kevin was saying, his throat dried up. He cleared his throat before speaking. "No, Chris knows, I never mean those things, he knows, I m just pissed off, you watch, later on today he is going to come and annoy me to death."

"Is that what you think," Kevin asked Wyatt looking into the ocean blue soft eyes.

"It's not what I think, it's what I know," Wyatt said reassured Kevin but somehow it sounded like he is reassuring himself. "I know my brother, he never takes anything seriously and he knows that whatever I say when I m pissed off, counts nothing."

"Oh yeah, when was the last time, you and Chris has an argument?" Kevin asked Wyatt getting of his lap and sitting on the bed. For a minute Wyatt thought about it as he tried to swallow the lump that was his throat, he never shouted at Chris, not like this anyway, everything he said seemed blur to Wyatt at that moment but now, he realized what he said and he didn't even look at Chris, who probably might be hurt.

Wyatt closed his eyes and sensed Chris but he couldn't. In his brain, the part where Chris's voice constantly sounds isn't there any more, it's nothing but hallow and silent. He tried again, he can hear and sense every one else but not Chris. Wyatt's eyes snapped open, and without warning he ran from the room to the attic.

"Chris, you there?" Wyatt said telepathically trying to contact Chris telepathically. "Chris please answer me, are you there?" he muttered to himself.

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Chris tried to keep his eyes open but he couldn't, they were heavy and tried and all Chris wanted to do is go to sleep, where he wouldn't feel the pain that is going through him, physically and mentally. For a minute every thing around Chris went dark, nothing is there, nothing but then he heard the soft sound of his mother's voice singing him a lullaby, just like when he was a child, this made Chris even more drowsy, he just wanted to go to sleep, he was so tired he wanted to let go, fly away from this place but then someone called his name, first he couldn't figure who this voice belong to, or where the hell he was but then the frustrated voice called out again.

Images started to flood in, as the past events came rushing in, the voice belongs to Wyatt, who was now annoying the hell out of Chris by calling his name non stop. Which kind of pissed Chris off, he wanted to shout at him but he was too tired to open his mouth because it even ached to move so he thought to himself hoping Wyatt can hear him.

"Leave me alone," Chris thought or shouted back and then Wyatt voice sounded relieved.

"Chris where are you, I am so sorry for shouting at you." Wyatt's voice said.

"I don't know where I am, and all I want to do was go to sleep, so get off from my head." Chris rudely thought back. "Owww, damn these pains."

"Chris, are you hurt?" Wyatt voice said inside his head.

"No, I am having a bad hair day." Chris snipped back at him. "Besides why do you care?"

"Chris come on, I do care about you, what makes you think I don't?"

"Okay, just get off my head, alright."

"Chris, please tell me where you are?"

"Which part don't you understand, because what you said I got it, okay, I keep to my limits, I won't cross it, now piss off from my head and stop torturing me,"

"Chris tells me where you are?" Wyatt voice said once again.

"What do you want from me, I said I M SORRY, Geez you want me to leave you, now you chasing me and torturing me inside my own head?"

"Chris come on, please tell me, it sounds as if you are hurt, please I m sorry, that I shouted at you, but you know I never meant them right."

"Wyatt just get lost and leave me alone okay, I don't want to see you or hear you got it, so stay the hell away from me."

"Chris please, I AM SORRY," Wyatt's voice pleaded.

But Chris didn't bother replying, he is too tired to even think now, and already the sound around him are dimming as if someone turned on the MUTE button on the TV.

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"Chris, Chris, answer me, Chris, you there?" Wyatt thought. Wyatt was happy when Chris replied back inside his head, even though he was happy, Wyatt still scared since Chris sounded as if he is hurt and that stubborn mule is not telling him where he was.

"Chris, Chris, right that's it, I am summoning you ass right now," Wyatt thought and for a moment he thought he heard Chris chuckle.

With a wave of his hand, Wyatt bought the attic together in one piece and without any hesitation, he walked over to the book and begun to flip through the aged pages looking for the right spell, to summon Chris's stubborn ass. Wyatt didn't even look up when his mother walked into the attic, since he was busy looking through the ingredients to summon a lost Witch.

"Watcha ya doing there, Honey," Piper asked startling Wyatt, which caused him to drop thyme bottle on the floor. "Who are you trying to summon?"

"My stubborn little brother," Wyatt said as Piper looked confused at her son but before she can question him more, Wyatt started to Chant.

Powers of the witches rise, Course unseen across the skies, Come to me who call you near, Come to me and settle here.

With an Athame Wyatt pricked his index finger.

Blood to Blood, I summon Thee, Blood to Blood return to me.

Both Wyatt and Piper watched the Swirling golden orbs that appeared in front of them in the form of unconscious Chris, who looks pale as ash.

"CHRIS," Piper shouted rushing towards her unconscious son as Wyatt stood there in horror watching his baby brother in that state. But then to both Piper and Wyatt's horror, they saw Chris's soul slowly rising out of the body.

"Um…Guys, what the hell is going on," Chris's spirit said looking down at his own body, then to his mother and his brother who both are looking at him with terror.

"WYATT, HEAL." Piper shouted snapping Wyatt out of the trance of seeing Chris's soul. Wyatt rushed to Chris and held out his hand, hoping it's not too late.

However Chris's soul begun to slowly levitate in the air "Any Minute People," Chris shouted as he kicked his legs in the air to stop him from moving on but failed since Chris felt as if an invisible hand pulling him up slowly.

Wyatt concentrated all his powers on healing Chris, for a minute, it didn't glow, nothing happened causing his heart to beat widely in his ears, however then to his relief his hand glowed to heal the wound but there were so many wounds, Wyatt didn't know what to heal first, so he held one hand in his chest and another at top of his head, hoping that healing the vital parts might save Chris, then ever so slowly the healing begun to work, as Chris's spirit slowly came down to the floor but still yet to return to his body, sniffing in his unshed tears Wyatt held his hand over Chris's body as healing glow swept over the wounds as Chris returned to his body and Wyatt can see that they nearly lost Chris.

The moment the soul returned to its place, Chris gasped for air from his mother's hands. "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?" Piper shouted once she was sure Chris was fully healed.

"Nothing mom, just demons attacked alright," Chris mumbled as he got up from the floor and made his way to the attic door without meeting Wyatt's eye as if nothing really dangerous happened.

"STOP RIGHT THERE CHRISTOPHER." Piper shouted getting pissed off for the incompetent answer from Chris. "Don't tell me you went on a demon hunt?"

"No, they attacked me," Chris said looking at Piper but not at Wyatt.

"You mean at the manor," Piper asked shocked and then turned to face Wyatt. "WHERE THE HELL, WERE YOU?"

"I…was….," Wyatt begun not knowing what to say.

"I told him, that he could leave, since I am not a child anymore," Chris said his nose prickling. "And I don't need anyone, I MEAN anyone to watch my back anymore." With that Chris orbed off, not knowing where to go, he orbed in an alleyway near his friend's house which is half way across the town.

How, can he be so stupid, Wyatt thought to himself, he screamed at Chris as if he was some next person and now Wyatt Matthew Halliwell has to face the consequences for his actions.

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