Chris found himself in boat with Leo in the middle of the water with a bunch of fishing equipment. They'd been doing all kinds of outdoor activities, like hiking and camping out out. It was surprising to Chris. He never knew his father liked this kind of thing. He never seemed like the type to enjoy such activities. Chris didn't even think he'd done this type of thing with Wyatt when they were growing up. Then again, Wyatt was definitely not the type to do such things. He wasn't interested in that kind of thing at all. It was ironic because Chris was. He would've jumped at the chance to go fishing or camping with his father when he was a boy, but he was never asked.

Leo watched his son set up his pole like a pro. "You've done this before."

Chris chuckled. "Yeah. I love fishing. I would go all the time when I was a kid."

"Did your dad take you?" Leo asked. He knew he was probably a glutton for punishment by asking such a thing, but he couldn't help it. He hoped he wasn't a completely worthless father.

Chris snorted at the very thought. "Yeah, right. My father would never have asked me to do anything with him. I barely ever saw him, and usually it was because he was there for my brother or my mother pressured him. He never had time for me otherwise. I think he attended a grand total of four of my birthdays and the first one I don't remember."

Leo cringed. He didn't understand it. How could he abandon his own son like that? How could he treat one son perfectly and the other like crap? What was wrong with him? God, it was no wonder that Chris had such a low opinion of himself. He'd been taught he wasn't good enough, and worse it was by Leo himself.

"My uncle's the one that taught me to fish. I used to go with him and my younger cousin all the time," Chris said, oblivious to the damper in Leo's mood.

"What about your brother?" Leo asked.

Chris laughed. "No. First, he'd have to touch a dead worm and that's enough to turn him off. Then he'd have to touch a live fish. No way." It was a bit funny when he thought about it. Wyatt had a problem with worms and fish, but he had no problem with blood and guts, as he proved with all the people he tortured and killed.

"Do you hate your brother, Chris?" Leo asked curiously. He really wouldn't be able to blame Chris if he did hate Wyatt. He had good reason, and that was setting aside the fact that Wyatt turned. Chris was taught his whole life that his brother was better than him. It would be logical to hate him.

Chris's head shot up to Leo in a second. "No! I could never hate Wyatt! I loved him! I will always love him!"

Leo caught the slip of Chris' tongue, but Chris didn't seem to, too riled up realize what he said. And Leo had no intention of bringing it to his son's attention. He still wasn't ready to know that Leo knew the truth. "I didn't mean to upset you. It's just that the way you talk about your family makes it seem like you could, even should."

Chris sighed. "My brother never held it against me. Well, at least not when we were kids. He used it a couple of times later, but when we were kids, he never threw it in my face. In fact, sometimes it seemed to bother him more than me. He told me once or twice that he was thinking of not seeing our father anymore because of the way he treated me, but I wouldn't let him. It wouldn't be fair for him to give up time with our father because of me."

Leo felt pride for both his boys. Wyatt had understood that the way Chris was treated was wrong and Chris never held it against Wyatt that he was favored. He was glad that both of them understood who was really to blame. What he didn't really understand was that from Chris' account, Wyatt was fine then. What had happened that changed him. Leo wanted to ask Chris this, but Chris' recovery came first. He was the one in the most danger right now. "It's good that you had your brother growing up. You should hang onto those memories. You're not alone, Chris. You have people who care about you."

Chris shook his head. "Those memories mean nothing now. He's an evil overlord now. Uh, well, I mean, he works for one. He joined Wyatt," he quickly said after realizing his slip.

"I'm sorry," Leo said.

Chris shrugged. "You get the point. The brother that loved me is gone. He'd kill me if he could."

"I can't believe that," Leo said. He knew it wasn't true. He knew that from his and Paige's little trip to the future. The man they'd seen was undeniably evil. That fact couldn't be disputed, but he did care about Chris. Future Wyatt had made that very clear. That didn't mean Leo wanted him anywhere near his younger son though. Wyatt might care, but he was evil and would likely use what Chris was going through against him.

"It is," Chris said surely.

"What happened when your brother turned?" Leo asked.

"I don't really know. It happened around the time our mother died. I don't know how," Chris said. It wasn't exactly true though. He knew a little more than that. Wyatt had turned gradually, something getting to him when he was a baby. But he couldn't tell Leo that without him getting suspicious.

Leo hid it well, but he was a bit stricken by the news that Piper died. Even know when they weren't on the best of terms, he loved her and he didn't want to think about her dying. Where the hell was he when this was happening? Why didn't he heal her?

Leo did his best to shake this all off. It hadn't happened yet, he had to remind himself. He wouldn't let it happen this time around, just like he wouldn't let Chris grow up the way he did or Wyatt turn evil. He'd find a way to prevent it all.

"So we gonna start fishing or what?" Chris asked. He was done with this conversation. He didn't wanna talk anymore.

"Yeah, let's do it," Leo said before returning to his fishing pole.