Phoebe walks quickly towards the Manor kitchen, drawn to the waves of fun and happiness that she feels emanating from it. After two weeks of constant anxiety she is eager to share in this joy. In the kitchen she sees Chris with a young boy. They are giggling hysterically, giddy from laughter and she can't help but compare this carefree Chris with the drawn, neurotic man that she met from the future.

"Hey gorgeous, where's your Mom?" Not thinking, she goes to kiss Chris on the top of his head, but he anticipates her and moves quickly away, embarrassed in front of the other boy. Phoebe turns her head to hide her amusement.

"Hi Phoebe, she's in the attic with Paige", he proudly pushes the other boy forward "This is Simon, my charge. I'm his whitelighter. Well me and Dad, we're sharing him"

Way to go Leo. Phoebe can't help but be touched by her nephew's glowing face and she is still smiling lovingly when she enters the attic. Until she sees Piper and feels the pain and fear crash into her like a physical force.

Winded, Phoebe looks at Paige "Leo?"

"He hasn't checked in for two days and won't answer our calls" She adds more quietly "I can't get her to leave the attic in case he orbs back"

"Hey, still here. I'm worried, not deaf" Piper tries for aggression but as her face and bravado crumble she willingly succumbs to Phoebe's open arms. "I can't lose him Phoebe. Not now. What am I going to do?"

Phoebe shares a look of helplessness with Paige, "Shhh, honey, we'll find him, I promise we'll find him"

Wyatt enters the kitchen looking serious, Chris doesn't notice at first, he's keen to make the introductions "Wyatt this is Simon, he's..."

"I know your charge, we've met." He smiles a quick greeting at Simon then turns his attention back to his brother "Chris you need to take him home now. "

Chris bristles, then sees Wyatt's face and the tears that he is barely containing. He's horrified, Wyatt, never worries, never cries "What..."

Wyatt just shakes his head, looks at Simon and says, "When you get back".

As soon as they leave, Wyatt roughly scrubs his eyes with his fists. He will not cry, not in front of Chris, not in front of Mom. They need him. His Dad needs him. Think! Think Wyatt . You are twice blessed, for God's sake you are the ultimate magical being there must be something you can do, think!

Wyatt gets control of himself in the minutes it takes his brother to return, and Chris wonders if he was mistaken about the tears. Wyatt begins calmly "It's Dad. He's missing, they think he's been taken with the other whitelighters"

Chris's first instinct is to find his Mom, needing her to tell him that Wyatt was wrong, that she could fix this, that it would be OK. He gets up, but before he reaches the door. Wyatt stops him. "No. We can't worry about her now, we've got to save him"

Chris looks at him blankly. "How?" His mind scrambling to grasp at anything further than his dad might be gone, properly gone, forever gone.

Wyatt scowls. "I don't know, there must be a way. I can't have this power for nothing; I'll use my powers. I'll get..."

Chris grabs him "No, wait! I know this." He screws his fists into his forehead as he tries to think "blood, we can find him through our blood"

"How?" Wyatt is taken aback by this pro-active Chris. In all previous adventures he had always been the General

"I don't know Paige said she found her father by thinking about him, something about concentrating on something of his and getting a magnetic pull."

Wyatt makes up his mind, determined to take back charge. "Ok we'll do that, grab that sweater" when Chris's back is turned he orbs something into his hands and quickly hides it behind his back. "Right. We both take hold of this and .."

Chris looks doubtful, "I think we should tell Mom.."

"Hey, whose the Leader?"

"You are but.."

"And have I ever got you into trouble?" Like all generals Wyatt had a convenient memory.

Chris looks at him incredulously

"I mean serious trouble?"

Chris opens his mouth to start a list

"Ok, if you won't come with me I'll tell Mom about the time you orbed that chocolate from the shop"

Chris is outraged "I was nine!"

"You know she will make you go back and apologise." He takes his brother's hand "Please Chris, its for Dad"

"Fine, but if anything goes wrong, its your fault" Wyatt just grins, happier now that they were doing something, anything.

They both hold the jumper and concentrate and a few seconds later they orb out.