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Thanks to Aldrea7 (I mainly used 'Christopher' because of how grown-up and influential it sounds. Hee), buffspike, Ligia Elena (THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE CRITICSM! I like your idea for the flashbacks, and I used them in this chapter. Thanks!), Melissa (sorry, not planning on Little Chris for this story, its too early in the pregnancy, but I can try), DrewFullerFan4Life (Drew Fuller rocks!), and Undisclosed for reviewing! Woo! Made my crappy day a bit better!

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Chapter 9

In the present, Piper watched Chris fret on the couch, moaning. Leo and the sisters knelt down next to Chris, trying to shake him awake. Finally, Chris opened his eyes, panting and covered in a cold sweat.

"Another memory?" Piper asked. Chris nodded shakily, still catching his breath. Piper hugged her son.

"I'm scared, Mom," Chris sobbed on Piper's shoulder. "It's like my past is coming back to torment me." Piper looked with sorrow up at Leo.

"I'll go check the Book…" Phoebe said. Paige nodded and both ran up the stairs. Piper and Leo exchanged glances. Chris struggled to sit up. Piper headed for the kitchen for a cold drink for her son.

Leo gently brushed Chris' hair back out of his face. Chris smiled at his father. "I'm so happy you and Mom are back together."

Leo smiled and remembered the night before, when Piper and himself and re-confessed their love for each other. Chris hugged his father. "I'm so sorry about… everything." Leo hugged his son back.

Piper entered from the kitchen and handed Chris a glass of cold water. He quickly began to drink it.

Wyatt orbed in from upstairs and landed on Chris' stomach. "Hey, buddy!" Chris laughed. "I guess you want to play?" Wyatt giggled.

Paige and Phoebe came down the stairs. "Nothing in the Book that would help with what we want," Paige said. "Unless you want us to totally erase those memories?" Chris quickly shot that idea down. Erasing his memories would be like taking his life away.

"Maybe we could make a spell to make it so I could at least control my memories and view the horrible ones only when I want to, instead of them bombarding me whenever they please," Chris suggested. Phoebe immediately sat down with a pencil and paper. Chris looked into Wyatt's eyes and was thrown into another memory.

Chris stood at his favorite spot in the city; it was his and Bianca's. He was 19. He looked over the city he had once loved, the one that Wyatt had destroyed. Bianca was standing next to him, surveying the damage Wyatt had caused.

Chris sighed. A probe soared over their heads, as if waiting for them to use magic. Wyatt ruled the city and most of the country. He was waiting… waiting for a chance to rule the world. He wanted Chris at his side, for them to rule together.

Wyatt orbed in. "Hello Chris, Bianca," he sneered in his cocky way. Chris nodded and tried to keep his gaze from Wyatt. "Don't ignore me, Chris. You know what I'm here for."

"Wyatt, I haven't changed my mind," Chris muttered, keeping his gaze away from his older brother. Bianca went and held onto Chris.

"It's useless to resist, Christopher," Wyatt growled, his voice dangerously low. "You know we're stronger together. The only reason I've let you and your useless girlfriend live is in hopes of you to join me. Together, we can be the strongest force of magic ever. We can rule the world together, Chris." Wyatt waved his hand, and the scene changed. Everything appeared peaceful and back in order. Hordes of people rushed over to the three, asking if they could help in any way, offering to feed them and pamper them. Chris rolled his eyes.

"You know that I know your projections will never come true," Chris murmured. Wyatt waved his hand and the scene changed back to normal, with the rubble and destruction prevalent. "Just leave us alone."

Wyatt snarled and threw an energy ball at Chris, who orbed himself and Bianca out before it hit. He reappeared in the same place.

"I'll save you, Wyatt," Chris declared. "And if I can't save you, I'll kill you." Chris and Bianca orbed out, with Wyatt warily watching the orb trail.

Chris opened his eyes in the present to find baby Wyatt staring at him curiously. "Hey, buddy."

"Another memory?" Piper asked. Chris nodded.

"Wyatt must be really mean for you to be screaming so much," Phoebe said. Baby Wyatt perked up.

"Not you, buddy," Chris laughed. "Big Wyatt." He handed Wyatt to Piper and sat up. "Not really… we were best friends… until he turned." Silence followed. "Well, I hope you guys think of something soon to help me. This huge rush of emotions is killing me." He rubbed his forehead with his palm.

"Aww…" Piper whispered as she hugged Chris. He let her hug him for a moment.

"Okay, all this lovey-dovey stuff, not helping." Piper laughed and let him go. Wyatt shivered and fussed.

"I'll take Wyatt back upstairs," Paige said, picking him up. Wyatt shook his head and orbed back onto Chris' chest. He held out his hand over Chris' forehead, and a blue glow was emitted from his little palm. The girls and Leo gasped, and a smile spread across Chris' face.

"I forgot… all about that," he murmured, grinning. "One of Wyatt's powers. He hasn't used it in ages."

"What is it?" Piper asked.

"It brings peace to troubled people. Helps them, say, move on from tragic events and such. We never gave it a name, though. He rarely used it." The glow faded from Wyatt's palm. The infant giggled. Chris smiled. "Thanks, buddy."

Piper sat down facing Chris. "Umm… would you mind telling us about his other powers? Or would that mess up the future too much?"

Chris looked into the faces of his mom, aunts, and dad before looking at Wyatt. "Well… you know of the basic ones… Orbing, healing, shield, telekinetic orbing…" Piper nodded. "Continue."

"Well… in my future, it may not turn out the same, but he also ends up manifesting telekinesis, glamouring, premonitions, and cyrokinesis."

"What's cyrokinesis?" asked Piper.

"Cyrokinesis: Ability to make objects colder, like your freezing power, only literally," Paige said. Chris nodded.

"And I have the opposite of cyrokinesis: pyrokinesis. The ability to heat things up. Oh, and mom, when my body erupts into flame when I'm 5, DON'T come running closer to me." Piper raised an eyebrow. "Don't worry, it's the beginning of my pyrokinesis power. The body erupts into flame. It doesn't hurt me, though. Later I learn to control it. And when Wyatt first gets his cyrokinesis, he turns to ice, but only for a little while. We both learn to control it."

The sisters and Leo exchanged glances. "Okay… so, is that all of Wyatt's powers?" Piper stuttered.

"All of his GOOD powers," Chris murmured. Piper chose to ignore Chris' last comment.

"What about your powers?" she asked.

"My main power is telekinesis… but I also have orbing, levitation, pyrokinesis, molecular combustion, and stasis."

"Neither of you got empathy?" Phoebe asked, looking downhearted.

"That was one thing neither of us understood. We inherited practically every other power, except empathy," Chris replied.

Phoebe stared curiously at her future nephew. Wyatt began to fuss once again. "He's hungry," Chris immediately noted. He handed Wyatt back to Piper, who left with him to the kitchen.

"I'm going to study up on cyrokinesis and pyrokinesis," Paige said. She ran up the stairs to the attic. Leo glanced at the ceiling. "Elders," he said, and orbed out, leaving just Phoebe and Chris in the room.

Chris immediately put his head in his hands and sighed. Phoebe sat down next to him.

"Why are you telling us all of this stuff?" she asked. Chris looked up at her, and she noticed fear in his eyes.

"Wyatt," he said simply. "Future Wyatt. He's smart. He's had lots of time to recuperate and plan. I wouldn't be surprised if he's working on breaking the protection spells I put on the house, considering his Book has 20 years on ours…" Phoebe held her hands up.

"Woah! Slow down! So, you think future Wyatt may be coming back for you soon?" Chris nodded. "And you put enchantments on the house?" Chris nodded again.

"Well, I knew they wouldn't be able to stop him, but at least they are probably slowing him down," Chris replied. "You guys think I'm good with magic? Take my skills, and double them. Wyatt is REALLY good. You guys gave him extra training then me."

"Why?" Phoebe asked.

"He was the special 'Twice-Blessed Child'," Chris sighed. "He was the prophecy, the special kid, and I was the other one. The one in the shadows. Which was fine by me, don't get me wrong. I have never liked being the center of attention, but it was still a little irritating when other magical creatures recognized Wyatt before me."

Phoebe looked into her nephew's eyes. "No wonder you're both so neurotic." Chris glared at her. "Sorry," she laughed. "Just trying to lighten the mood." Chris rolled his eyes and stared into his palms.

"Every day… every day, I wonder, 'Is today the day? Is today the day Wyatt comes back for me?'"

"How do you know he's coming back for you?" Phoebe asked. "He might have changed his mind–"

"He's my brother. I've known him all my life. I'm almost positive he's after me," Chris replied.

The two sat in silence. Phoebe cleared her throat. "Umm… you don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but… you know when I found out about you being Wyatt's brother?" Chris nodded, curious by Phoebe's uncertainty in her speech. "Well, I found out by going on a vision quest. And… when I saw you and Wyatt, older… I… saw myself, pregnant."

Chris nodded solemnly and didn't reply, catching Phoebe's attention. "Oh no…"

"I figured you'd ask me about that eventually… I knew it was coming… Remember, this is my future, and it may have changed, but… you got pregnant with a girl. But, during delivery, there was problems and she… didn't make it." Phoebe nodded, trying to swallow the bombshell. "But we may have already changed that!" Chris added, trying to comfort Phoebe. She nodded numbly, not really listening.

Piper re-entered the living room, the toddler in one arm. She looked at Phoebe. "Okay, spill."

Chris looked at Phoebe and TKed a Kleenex to her. "You get yourself back together, Aunt Phoebe. I'll explain to Piper." He escorted the concerned Piper into the hallway.

"What happened?" Piper asked.

"Well, when at the Magic School, Phoebe went on a vision quest," Chris explained. "That's how she found out about me being yours. And when on that quest, she saw herself pregnant, with a girl." Piper's jaw dropped. "But in my future, during delivery… the baby didn't make it."

"Poor Phoebe…" Piper murmured. She handed Wyatt off to Chris and waddled into the living room. Chris and Wyatt watched from the doorway as Paige orbed in, the Book in hand.

Chris stared uncertainly into Wyatt's eyes. "I'm going to take Wyatt to the park to play," he called into the room. Piper nodded in his direction. Chris fetched Wyatt's coat and a toy, and orbed the two of them out.