A/N: I first want to say thank you all so much for the reviews! I really wasn't sure if anyone other than me would want to read it, so I'm very grateful that so many people are enjoying it...I know a lot of people wish the chapters were longer, I'm trying to work on that but...I'm not even sure where the story is going to go anymore, it has kind of taken on a life of it's own...

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A/N: My kids are at their dad's and I have no life so...another update! yay!

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Summary: The Charmed Ones haven't seen Chris since Piper told him she didn't ever want to see him again. Heartbroken by his mother's words and more desperate than ever to save his brother and the future, he's been working himself beyond the point of exhaustion and barely taking time to eat. Will visitors from the future be able to talk some sense into himself before it's too late? Piper is about 2 months pregnant and Leo doesn't know.

A Chris! Revelation fic. A/u

Previously…

"They haven't been very helpful. I mean, part of me knew they wouldn't be…but I don't know…I just…" he couldn't control the sound of his voice breaking as he fought back a sob and wiped his eyes.

Beside him, Wyatt clenched his fists. He could feel the pain his brother was in and it pulled his anger out full force. He had to fight to keep his mouth shut. He really wanted to hurt them, all of them, for causing his brother this much pain.

"I just…I knew I had to save you…knew I couldn't give up, no matter what they said," Chris continued, too wrapped up in his pain to notice the tension in his brother, "But then when Mom –Piper" he stopped to take a deep breath, "When she told me she never wanted to see me again, I just—"

"She what?!" Wyatt yelled surging to his feet and orbing out before Chris could react.

"Wy—shit" Chris wiped his eyes again and orbed to follow his brother.

Chapter 12: Who Says Evil Can't Love?

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Wyatt yelled as soon as he'd reformed in the attic. He was pissed, beyond pissed, he was livid. He wanted nothing more than to physically wrap his hands around his mother's neck. He loved her in his time and he'd cried at her death but in this moment he hated her almost as much as he hated Leo. He was so consumed with his anger he almost didn't notice Chris orbing in.

Chris felt his vision start to go black as he reformed and instinctively reached out to Wyatt with one hand while using the other to cover his eyes, "Ugh…give me a minute."

Wyatt cussed under his breath as he maneuvered his brother over to the couch. Crouching down beside him he momentarily let go of his anger at his mother…he could deal with her later, "Chris, maybe it'd be better if you didn't orb for a while, try to conserve your energy. Please?"

"Yeah," He didn't say anything else, didn't have the energy required, just sat back, resting his head on the back of the couch, and closed his eyes.

Wyatt took a deep breath and ran his hand through his hair. It was killing him to see Chris like this. He'd give anything, even his rule and dominion, if only it would help. What good was all the power in the world anyway if his brother was still suffering?

"Is…is he okay?" Maybe it would have been better to keep her mouth shut considering how angry Wyatt had been when he first got there, but Piper just couldn't do it. Chris was her son and she needed to know.

Wyatt glared at his mother, the kind of glare that made a person glad looks couldn't kill, and slowly stood up, "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't just kill you here and now." His tone was deadlier then any demon's they'd ever heard.

"I'm your mother?" She meant it as a statement but it came out as a question as she fought to keep her voice level.

The look on his face clearly said 'try again' so Phoebe added, "Little you still needs her…us."

"I'm sure I could survive without her."

"She's pregnant. You kill her, you kill Chris." Paige ignored the hurt look on Piper's face, "Evil or not, you love him and you don't want to hurt him so you can't kill her." She was feeling more and more confident about her theory the more she saw Wyatt with Chris, no matter what Future Leo said.

Wyatt scoffed, "I'm not evil. There is no such thing as good and evil. It's just a useless concept the Elders came up with to control how magic is used and those of us that use it." He didn't bother addressing the rest of what she said because it was true. He couldn't hurt his mother while she was pregnant and it just pissed him off even more knowing it to be true.

"But…you have dark orbs…how do you explain that?" Never mind the fact that what he said struck a chord, none of them really liked the Elders much –well except for Leo.

"How about you three explain to me how you could just turn your back on him the way you have," he said instead. He kept his voice level but there was a deadly note to it.

"We…I didn't know who he was…I…" Piper trailed off as Chris scoffed at her.

"You knew he was here to save me, did you not?"

"Well, yes, that's what he said, but he kept hiding things from us and then he tried to manipulate us into binding your powers and then he said you were evil and I couldn't believe that…I knew he had to be lying…" The words tumbling out felt so meaningless now looking at her adult son who had most certainly grown up to become evil, no matter what he claimed to the contrary, and they died on her lips.

Chris tried to get them to bind his powers? Wyatt took a deep breath and let it out slowly. 'That doesn't necessarily mean he's trying to betray me, he was clearly feeling desperate and no wonder given how little help he was getting.' He reasoned to himself. Sparing a glance at his brother he knew he was right. If Chris really wanted to betray him he could have done so without the physical cost to himself, the fact that he was suffering so much was evident that his heart really was in the right place, even if it was misguided. He turned his anger back toward the people that truly deserved it.

"I couldn't tell you everything. There are future consequences…things could be changed that we don't want changed. How many times do I have to tell you that?" He really wished he had the energy to yell. As it was his voice barely carried across the room.

"We realize that now but—"

"Oh, you realize that now because you know who I am?" He lifted his head to look at Piper, "How does knowing who I am change what I've been saying from the beginning? How does…" His voice broke as he trailed off running a hand tiredly across his face, "Never mind. I don't even care anymore." He put his head back and closed his eyes again.

"Chris…I'm sorry…please forgive me?" Piper felt her own tears rising up.

"Leave him alone." His voice was soft but there was no mistaking the command or the unspoken threat there. Turning back to the couch he kneeled once more, "Would you like to try to eat some more or just get some sleep?" At Chris's half-hearted shrug he dropped his head, "Chris, please, I can't take seeing you like this knowing it's my fault you're even here."

At those words Chris's head shot back up, "It's not your fault, Wy, you didn't ask for whatever happened to you to happen. I know that."

"If something really did happen to me, and that's a really big if, you're still here because of me. Because you're trying to save me. And even if you're wrong and nothing happened to me, you're still here going through this because of me."

"I don't blame you. No matter what's happened and no matter what you do to me, I love you. You're my brother. I'll always love you. I'd die for you, you have to know that Wy."

"That's what I'm afraid of, Chris. I don't want you to die for me or for any other reason. Can't you see that?" He held his younger brother's gaze willing him to finally see the concern he felt for him in his eyes.

Behind them Piper couldn't stop the pained sob from escaping. How had things gotten to this point? Not only would her oldest son grow up to be the evil ruler of the future but her children apparently hated her. Their obvious love for each other was the only bright side she could see about the future. Was their love that strong because she was really that bad at parenting? Should she just give up now? Hand them over to someone else to raise? No! Maybe their bond was proof that she hadn't failed completely. Maybe things turning out the way they had was out of her control. Maybe Chris was right and someone, some demon, really had turned Wyatt evil as a baby and now they had to make sure it didn't happen in this timeline. They could still change the future, prevent any of this from happening. She couldn't give up. She'd just have to work harder. Try harder. Starting now. "Umm, it's about lunch time, how about I go down and make lunch. I could make soup. Soup should be easy for Chris to keep down, right?"

Chris just sighed and put his head back again but Wyatt gave her an almost smile, "Soup sounds good, don't you think, Chrissie, some homemade vegetable beef soup?" He teasingly patted his brother's knee.

Not bothering to lift his head or open his eyes, "Don't call me that. You know I don't like that nickname."

"I'll tell you what, Chrissie, you eat some soup and I'll try not to call you that anymore." He kept his tone light and playful but inside he was desperately hoping Chris would eat without complaint. He'd even consider forgiving his mother sooner if Chris would just eat.

"Fine. Whatever. I don't care." His defeated tone worried them almost as much as his pale complexion.

"Okay…soup it is." She nodded and turned to go feeling slightly more hopeful because of Wyatt's almost smile. It was a start at least.

"So…" Paige and Phoebe started at the same time only to stop unsure of what to say. Against her better judgment, Phoebe found herself starting to agree with Paige. If Wyatt really was just trying to manipulate Chris he was doing a hell of a job with it. She could feel how concerned he was for his brother, so much so that she wondered why she didn't notice it sooner. In fact, as he kneeled there watching Chris sitting with his eyes closed all she could feel from him was love and concern. It boggled her mind how he could be so obviously evil –and almost heartless where they were concerned—and yet still be so caring toward Chris, "You really love him, don't you?"

"Of course I love him. He's my brother. Didn't you still love your sisters when you were the Queen of the Underworld? Didn't Cole, in spite of everything he was, love you? Even with all the different creatures and beings you've turned into over the years, did you ever once stop loving your sisters? Did they ever stop loving you?" He stood and headed to the podium and the Book of Shadows. He still had a demon to hunt down.

"Touché."

Wyatt rolled his eyes at his Aunt Paige's antics and reached for the Book only to have it shut itself before he could touch it. "Thought you said you weren't evil." Chris couldn't help himself from saying as Wyatt reach for the Book a second time and it was supernaturally hurled to the floor.

"Shut up and help me."

"I thought you wanted me to rest."

"Well, now I need your help, apparently, so get up."

"Wait." Phoebe couldn't help the doubt that was starting to creep up her spine, "What do you need to look for in the Book?"

"I need to find a demon. I thought that would be obvious." He spoke through clenched teeth.

"I'm not helping you find demons to enlist, Wyatt, no matter how nice you are to me." He sat up straighter on the couch.

"Yeah, no, I don't like that either." Paige was starting to doubt him now, too.

Wyatt glared at Paige before turning his attention back to Chris. He was gripping the podium with both hands to keep from wringing their necks, "I'm not looking for a demon to recruit. I'm looking for a demon to vanquish."

"Any demon or a specific one?" Chris asked from his place on the couch.

"A specific one, dufus. If I just wanted to vanquish any demon I wouldn't need the Book, would I? Now get over here and help me."

"Why?" Piper asked from the door. She'd heard the noise when the book hit the floor and had ran upstairs in case of trouble.

"Would you like to tell them or shall I?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Wy."

"No?" He walked around the podium and gave his brother a pointed look, "You don't remember getting yourself caught and tortured last week?"

All three sisters gasped. "Chris?" Piper wrapped an arm protectively around her stomach, she knew it wouldn't really protect adult Chris, but she couldn't help doing it anyway.

"It's not as bad as it sounds. I'm fine." Part of him wanted to snap at them for only caring because they knew who he was now but another part realized they'd be just as stunned with that news even if they didn't know the truth.

"I disagree. I want to know the name of the demon, Chris."

Phoebe could feel Wyatt's anger and she wasn't sure if she'd ever felt a more potent, raw anger coming from anyone else before, "Just tell him, Chris!"

"Phoebe!" Piper admonished.

"Sorry…I'm sorry…I just…I can feel Wyatt's anger and I couldn't help it. I'm sorry"

Chris shook his head at her and then sighed. There really was no point in not telling Wyatt. He knew Wyatt wouldn't stop until he found the demon he was looking for anyway; Halliwell stubbornness at its finest. "Breggort."

"Breggort." He let the name roll around his mind memorizing it and adding it to the face he knew from the seer's pool. "Okay. You rest until the soup's done. I'll be back." Looking from his brother to his aunts and mother he hardened his voice a touch, "Let him rest. Don't even think about bothering him with questions –about anything –or your own precious feelings of guilt. I don't really care how you feel right now, I only care about how he feels and what he needs and he needs you to leave him alone. So I will repeat it to make sure I'm perfectly clear and there are no misunderstandings. Just let him be until the soup is finished. I shouldn't have to tell you how I'll respond if you don't leave him alone, but just in case…" He lifted his hand and allowed an energy ball to form before extinguishing it and putting his hand back down. Trusting them to know a threat when faced with one, he orbed to the Underworld in search of Breggort. That bastard would pay for what he did.

No sooner had Wyatt's orbs disappeared, did Phoebe turned to Chris, "Chris—"

"You heard Wyatt. Leave me alone. Don't think I won't tell him if you don't because I will. I'm tired, my head hurts, and I'm not in the mood, so just leave me alone." He put his head back and closed his eyes dismissing them completely.

"Um…Okay." She looked to her sisters for help.

"Why don't you and me go down and help Piper with the soup." Paige said linking arms with her sister, "We'll let you know when it's done, Chris."

"Whatever." He didn't even bother opening his eyes this time.

Defeated and with nothing else to do, the Charmed Ones went down to the kitchen leaving Chris alone. "Look on the bright side, at least he's resting?" Paige added as she closed the door behind them.

Until Next Time!

A/N: Another relatively short chapter, I know, but hey! Three chapters in one day at least?