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I'm thinking there is going to be 16 chapters in this story overall. I hope everyone will be pleased with the ending (I'm not yet, but I'm working on adding details!). Sad, yes, I know, but I plan on re-writing my story The Power Of Four and possibly renaming it as well. Well, Innyway, enjoy!

Chapter 14

After several minutes, most of the Elders gasped as Wyatt opened his eyes, breaking the connection. He wiped his wet eyes. "See?" he asked the recovering Elders. "See what I mean? All of that, Gideon's fault."

Gideon turned to face his fellow Elders. "How do we know this kid isn't faking? Besides, how would he be able to remember things from when he was a year old?"

"A magical miracle," Wyatt answered. "Somehow, our powers cause us to remember everything we've ever experienced, after birth."

Chris had ceased his struggle, and the Elders had released him. He stood next to the Wyatt's. "Both good… and bad," he added. "Every demon, spell, person, word, thought, idea, experience…" He shuddered, remembering Bianca. Baby Wyatt lent his dead-eyed stare to his older-younger brother.

"The magic also causes thought sharing," Wyatt said. "When we were both young, and good, we could tell what the other was thinking or feeling. It caused many fights, I'll tell you that." He chuckled. "When I turned evil, the brotherly magic bond was broken. But now that I have been restored to good, the bond has been restored as well. The bond causes us to have many more powers between us. Thought projection being one of them."

Wyatt stood up taller to the Elders. "You all saw the turmoil Gideon caused us. You all know what to do."

Kirk waved his hand, and trillions of orbs separated the Elders from the Charmed Ones and Gideon. A wall appeared in the orbs, so the Elders could converse in privacy.

Wyatt smiled down at his little self, sleeping in his arm.

"Must be strange, holding yourself," Phoebe commented.

"Yeah," Wyatt agreed. He looked at Chris. "Must be strange, seeing Mom pregnant with you."

"Yep," Chris nodded. "Lucky though, too. I almost wasn't."

Wyatt looked questionably at Chris.

"I helped Dad to become an Elder when I first got here. They defeated the Titans, and Dad told me that I was the Charmed Ones new whitelighter. I couldn't tell them who I was. And then… I had a huge surge of anger toward Dad. So I sent him to Valhalla." Wyatt looked wide-eyed at Chris. "I know, I know," he said. "I shouldn't have. But I did. And when we got him back… Mom basically told him she didn't want to see him anymore." Piper and Leo exchanged looks.

"About four months later, I realized my mistake: I was about to erase my own existence. I began to disappear." Gideon turned his head with amused interest.

"Call it luck, destiny, whatever… a darklighter faked a vanquish and trapped Mom and Dad in limbo." Gideon struggled to cover up a grin. "Somehow, and I'm not planning on asking, Mom and Dad got over their issues. When they were pulled back out, I reappeared. Dad went off to be an Elder, and Mom kept quiet."

Wyatt stared at Chris for a moment, lost in his thoughts. The Charmed Ones and Gideon watched Wyatt in a curious silence.

"You know how you used to say…" Wyatt slowly began. "'Wyatt is the special one, the Twice-Blessed child. I'm a nobody.'?"

Chris became defensive. "I never said that!" he snapped.

"But you thought it," Wyatt interjected calmly. Chris hung his head. "Chris… risking your own existence for the well-being of me… that's special. That takes guts, love, dedication… if anyone deserves to be the spoiled one, its you." Wyatt broke down and rushed forward into an embrace in Chris' arms, with baby Wyatt stuffed between them. Baby Wyatt let out a muffled cry before orbing out of the brothers' grasp to Leo's feet, where his dad scooped him up. Gideon groaned at the mushiness, and the Charmed Ones glared at the man that stabbed them in the backs in the future.

Chris and Wyatt let go, Chris blushing and Wyatt beaming proudly. The Charmed Ones smiled, Leo squeezing Piper tighter while holding baby Wyatt in one arm.

The wall separating the Charmed Ones from the Elders disappeared in a flood of orbs. Chris and Wyatt joined their parents and aunts as Kirk stepped forward toward Gideon.

"The High Council of Elders finds Gideon guilty of conspiracy to kill an innocent magical being, and negligent evil-doing," announced Kirk. The Charmed Ones glowed with smiles.

"That can't be!" Gideon spluttered. "I haven't done anything wrong yet!"

"Erase the problem before it occurs," interjected an Elder named Curtis.

"The sentence for Elder Gideon is stripping of Elder status, with a permanent banishment to the WasteLand, with no possibility of renewed whitelighter or Elder status," Kirk's voice boomed through the vast space of a room. Chris and Wyatt hugged each other.

Gideon glared at his 'fellow' Elders. "You've all made a horrible mistake, letting the tyrant live! He'll be your downfall!"

"So long, Gideon," Leo said, sadly but determined, as he nodded to Kirk. Kirk waved his hand, and Gideon was surrounded with a blue glow. Blue and white orbs flew out of him and disappeared into the wall of the room. Gideon's form became fuzzy before disappearing. The Elders and Charmed Ones stood in silence for a moment.

"T-thank you," Wyatt stammered, lip quivering as a new set of memories rushed into existence.

"Everything is right," Chris smiled. He turned to face Wyatt. "Everything is right." Realization was finally hitting the brothers. "Its perfect. Everything. Perfect."