I in no way own the Charmed characters, plots, and powers, although I wish I did. They belong to Spelling Co, Brad Kern, the WB Network, and their affiliates. Sorry if I somehow broke a copyright law and I didn't know it. Please, don't sue me.
Thanks to Kata Malfoy, Aldrea7, beth, and Riku and Sora Forever for reviewing! The second-to-last chapter! Yay! Enjoy!
Chapter 15
Wyatt sat on the sunroom floor, playing with his little self. Chris sat beside him, smiling sadly. The Charmed Ones and Leo were in the kitchen. Wyatt sensed his brother's sadness and turned to face him.
"We did it, Chris," Wyatt said. "Well, you did most of it. But everything is fixed."
"I know…" Chris trailed off, eyes shifting to the floor. The brothers sat in saddened silence. Baby Wyatt lent his dead-eyed stare to his older self and brother before telekinetically orbing two cookies to himself. He whimpered to get the attention of the time-travelers, and held out his hand with the cookies.
Chris raised an eyebrow and Wyatt chuckled. "He thinks we're sad, and it bugs him." He paused. "I mean me. Ah, whatever." He took the cookies from baby Wyatt's grasp and handed one to Chris.
"Personal gainer," Chris teased as he patted baby Wyatt's head. The baby giggled.
"I think I'll miss myself," Wyatt murmured. "If that even makes sense." Chris grinned inwardly and nodded.
"Me too. But you said it yourself, this isn't our time."
"Who is the one eager to get back now?" Wyatt asked, laughing. Chris playfully pushed Wyatt. The two began to roughhouse, laughing like little kids.
Unbeknownst to the boys, the Charmed Ones and Leo had appeared in the doorway, watching the boys tussle.
"Affection." Phoebe said quietly as Chris pinned Wyatt to the floor. "They haven't been able to do this for years. I'm sure they missed it."
"Is that the empath or you talking?" Paige whispered.
"That's me," Phoebe replied. "I can tell. After what they told us, Wyatt must have turned around his early teens. Which makes Chris still a kid. They way they're acting, its like they're continuing their childhood from where it left off. And their two sets of memories haven't completely merged, making it so their personalities are mostly their tortured teen selves." The Charmed Ones nodded and watched as Wyatt tackled Chris, tickling him. Chris laughed and orbed away, reappearing behind Wyatt and tickling him. Chris pinned Wyatt to the ground and Wyatt looked up, noticing his parents and aunts watching him. He immediately froze and Chris stopped, also looking up. Both turned red and baby Wyatt giggled.
Chris let Wyatt up, and the brothers stood up in embarrassment.
Piper giggled. "If we bore you that badly, you could always orb to Disneyland," she laughed. Chris and Wyatt grinned.
"I wish we could stay, but we have to be getting back to our time now," Wyatt said. The smiles immediately vanished. "I wish we could stay around, guide you… but we can't."
Chris hung his head. "This isn't our time." His face put his sadness into perspective. "I want to stay, don't get me wrong. We accomplished our goal, and now we have to leave." Chris paused, lost in his own thoughts, frowning. Suddenly, his frown turned into a smile.
Wyatt snapped around to face Chris. Chris squinted his eyes and Wyatt grinned. The Charmed Ones stared at the brothers.
"Our powers as brothers are returning," Wyatt announced. "Chris and I have restored our telepathy."
"It was one of our powers we shared when we were younger… and when our blood bond as brothers was strongest," Chris clued his puzzled family in. "We have many others as well… I just don't remember them." The brothers laughed.
"It has been so long…" Wyatt trailed off, eyes unfocused. "So long since we've been so connected…" Chris drifted into his thoughts. Piper and Leo glanced at each other.
The Halliwell family stood in silence for several minutes. Wyatt and Chris, remembering their two pasts. Phoebe and Paige, imagining their futures. Leo and Piper, thinking about everything in-between.
Wyatt eventually looked up. "Chris had an idea."
Everyone came back to his or her senses. "Shoot," said Piper.
"I thought that maybe possibly probably please could Wyatt and I come back for occasional visits?" pleaded Chris. His request took the family by surprise.
"Of course you can!" Phoebe said. "I mean, I think you can. Can they?"
"Wouldn't it affect yourselves in bad ways?" asked Paige.
"I doubt we'd have to worry about that," Wyatt said. "Remember how I said we remember everything? Well, Mini-Me over there is remembering everything we're saying. Later in life, I'll come to comprehend this information, and we'll both understand that its us from the future visiting, and that we can't tell anyone who it really is." He noticed Piper's concerned look. "Don't worry, Mom, we'll be okay."
"Mom… you, Dad, and Aunts Paige and Phoebe successfully raised two of the most wanted children in the magical world. You'll do fine," Chris hugged Piper.
Wyatt curiously rolled up his left sleeve to reveal… no scar on his arm. He beamed. "And that always hurt like a bitch, too."
"Wyatt!" Piper scolded, releasing Chris. "Don't talk like that in front of yourself!" She motioned to little Wyatt, who was standing in his playpen, looking curiously up at his Mom and older self.
"Don't worry, Mom," he assured her. "I've heard worse at that age." Piper, Phoebe, and Paige all reddened in unison. Wyatt hugged his Mom and slowly, the entire family was joined in a group hug, little Wyatt included. The Halliwyatt's hugged for quite a while. Baby Wyatt blinked and soft music began to play in the background, causing the family to laugh and dry their eyes.
"Silly little boy," Piper cooed as she smoothed the toddler's hair.
"Mama," baby Wyatt said as he wiped a tear from Piper's face. Piper smiled as Leo stood behind her, a hand on her shoulder. "Daddy," baby Wyatt acknowledged his father by pointing to him. Leo smiled and loving patted his first-born son's blonde hair.
"Wyatt showed verbal and developmental skills from early on," Chris remembered. "Always a brilliant child, honor student and role model at school…"
"Normal and magic school," Wyatt added, grinning. "We both did double-duty."
The Charmed Ones were impressed. "Well, Chris was good at other things," Wyatt said. "He wasn't the best at logic or magic, but I'll bet he never showed you his real talent." Wyatt looked at Chris. Chris shook his head sheepishly. "Chris can draw up a storm. Anything you can imagine, he can draw."
Chris flushed. "I'm flattered, but man, Wyatt, don't exaggerate!" Wyatt laughed and placed his arm around his brother's neck, playfully hugging him.
The much-abused grandfather clock chimed 3 pm. "We should be going…." Wyatt murmured. Chris cast his saddened gaze downward. Piper hugged her second son the best her pregnant-self could.
"Come on," Leo said, pointing to the stairs. "We don't want to mess up the future, now do we?" Chris laughed and Piper released him. The whole family slowly meandered up the stairs and into the attic. Phoebe began to look through the Book, but Chris stopped her.
"We got it," he said. He grabbed Wyatt's hand and the two faced the wall, where Wyatt's chalk Triquetra was still present. Suddenly, it began to glow a whitish-blue, without the boys even opening the portal.
"Woah!" Wyatt yelled as the swirling light blinded the group.
The Charmed Ones stood frozen in place, for they were staring into all-too-familiar eyes.
A/N: Ooo! Who was it?? CLIFFHANGER! I was planning on posting the final chapter Tuesday, but instead it will be tomorrow! : Sad, I know.