A/N: Finally! It is updated! School man for keeping me away from updating for so long, but now that I have some free time; TA-DA! Hope you enjoy.

Piper held Wyatt in her arms, making sure that if the darklighters came back again then he would be right with her so she wouldn't have to worry. She tried her best to keep him from looking at his dying older brother but Wyatt continued to orb over to the cough and try to see what was wrong. Phoebe and Paige kept a close eye on Chris, trying their best to make him comfortable while Leo came back and forth from the Elders only to tell them that he had no information. Piper was not able to sit still so she busied herself with cooking or playing with Wyatt.

Leo orbed in and the three ran over to him, even though they didn't have much hope.

"Find anything?" Paige asked anyway.

"Yeah, there hasn't been any darklighter sightings before the attack on Chris or after. The darklighters were planing this."

"Well, we knew that they had it planed, it was obvious." Piper responded.

"But if they haven't attacked sense last time, then that means their waiting for something." Phoebe said.

"Yeah, for Chris to die." Piper said.

"Why didn't anyone notice the lack of darklighters?" Paige asked.

Leo shrugged. "Guess they didn't think it was a big deal. They probably thought it was a good thing."

"Well it wasn't." Piper said angrily.

"Its to late to do anything about it now."

"Have they figured out why he can't be healed?" Phoebe said.

"No, we don't know about that."

Piper sighed. "Then we have nothing. He needs to be healed!"

"Well, I feel loved." They all turned and saw that Chris was sitting up, holding his side with a small smile.

"Chris! You need to lie down. Your sick, you can't just get up every time you want to!" Piper said as she rushed over to him.

"Don't worry M-"Chris remember that his father was in the room and still didn't know about him, not that he really wanted Leo to know. "Piper." He finished sternly. "I'm feeling a lot better." He gave a weak smile.

"I'm sure you are." Paige said sarcastically, seeing right through his lie.

"I realize that you don't like to have people worrying all over you and that you probably have some valuable demon hunting to do, but you have to get better first." She leaned him back down and Chris couldn't help but obey. Who said he didn't like the attention he was getting? The only part he didn't like was the fact that he could get used to it.

"Yes, Mother." Piper laughed at that. "Go to sleep."

"I'm not tired anymore, I've done nothing but sleep."

"And when you're sick you need sleep." Chris wanted to fight her on that, but he felt to weak. Sleeping wasn't going to cure this sickness but everyone wanted to fool themselves into thinking a little bed rest would make everything okay.

"I'm going to go back with the Elders, see what else I can find out." He orbed and the girls went right back expecting an attack at any moment.

DEMON CAVE

"How is he?" a dark voice asked a demon.

"The boy is fighting the poison, but he will not be able to for long. It is starting its ultimate attack now." The demon responded.

"Good."

MANOR

"Maybe the Elders are holding out on us." Paige said. She was sitting at the kitchen table, watching Piper as she put in her fifth batch of cookies.

"Why would they do that, Paige?"

"Because. Maybe they think that if he about to die, then he'll spill everything and then they will save him."

"I think that goes against the 'Elder Code of Honor.'" Piper said with a small smile.

The smile soon faded when Phoebe came running in, saying that they needed to come look at Chris. Chris was sleeping, but he was now mumbling and moving in his sleep. They couldn't understand his words, but his movements slowly became faster and his voice louder.

CHRIS'S DREAM

Chris was sneaking around a factory. It was dark, making it hard to see in front of him. Small streams of light came through and he tried to stay in those while he walked with his knees half bent. His breathing was heavy and fast and he tried looking at the ceiling but it was to dark to see. There seemed to be no way out of the metal maze. He turned the corner and he noticed that he was holding a long knife. He looked at it with great confusion but soon ignored it when he heard footsteps.

Chris looked around but could see no one. The footsteps stopped and he sat still, waiting to see if they would start back up again. He waited a minute then suddenly the machine he had been crouched beside ripped open by a man who had a butcher knife. The man made a wild stab for Chris's head but Chris ducked and sat there, looking up at this man. His breathing became faster than it had even been as this man with a frighteningly large body stood over him. He had greasy hair that covered his face, and he once again made a swing for Chris's head.

He ducked and scrambled to get away. At first on his knees, but then he moved onto his feet at continued to run and the man followed. Chris turned corner after corner, looking behind him. It seemed that no matter how fast he ran, this man could always keep up by only walking. Soon enough there came a dead end and Chris turned to see his killer walk closer.

"What do you want?" he said, his voice now shaking. There was no response. Chris was never one for trying to talk to a murder, so he flew his arm out but nothing happened. "What the hell?" he tried again and again but nothing happened. The man came closer so Chris stabbed him in the side of the neck but that didn't help at all. This monster didn't even flinch. Chris let go of the handle to his knife and took a few steps back, looking as no blood fell from the wound on his neck. The demon brought his arm up above his head and brought it down, hitting Chris in the side. He pulled out the knife and Chris fell over, bleeding terribly, screaming in pain. His arm went up again and came back down this time hitting the leg, another scream of pain, then the demon hit Chris's shoulder, a scream of pain, and finally it hit the neck, killing the young boy.

MANOR

Chris sat up screaming in a cold sweet, breathing at the same pace.

"Chris! Oh my god!" Phoebe said as the three tried calming him down, trying to stop his insane screaming. Finally he calmed down and lay on his back.

"It's just a dream," he muttered through heavy breathing. "Just a dream, just a dream. I didn't die, I'm alive."

"Oh god." The three looked at Chris's side, his shoulder and his neck, which was now bleeding uncontrollably.

"How is he still alive? LEO!" Piper yelled. Paige ran back in with wet washcloths and dry ones. They applied pressure, which made Chris inhale sharply. He didn't let out even a small scream, which was surprising, because having pressure applied to such a deep wound was very painful. His pride would not allow him to show his family how much pain he was in. When the bleeding finally stopped, they wrapped the cloth around his wounds.

"Why aren't I dead?" he asked over and over.

"We don't know, honey. LEO!" It didn't take long for Leo to orb down.

"Oh god, Chris. What happened?"

"We don't know, he was just sleeping and these wounds appeared." Phoebe said, close to tears with the sight of so much blood coming from her nephew.

"I was dreaming. Someone stabbed me in these exact same places!" Chris said, fear coming up in his voice. Leo rushed over and tried to heal him, but once again nothing would heal. "What's wrong?" Tears now formed in his eyes, as the pain became overwhelming.

"You won't heal. For some reason you won't die either."

"That's a good thing" Piper tightened the cloth on his shoulder and he winced in pain. "To a certain extent."

"We need to get him healed." Piper said, looking at her son who looked back into her eyes and a tear ran down both of their faces.

"What do you think we should do, Piper?" Leo said, getting a little annoyed at everyone saying that like it was his fault. "We can't bring him to a hospital and he can't be healed."

"Well there has to be a way." She shot him a glare and the two held their looks, staring down.

"If there is, we'll find it." Leo said, meaning the Elders.

"Well then you best get looking." They held that stare for one more moment before he orbed 'Up There.'

"I can't believe he would get so mad like that." Paige said.

"He doesn't care I guess." Chris said.

"He cares, honey. You don't have to worry about that. He just doesn't know what to do." Phoebe said with a smile.

"He doesn't have to care." Chris said like a child.

The girls looked at each other and gave small laughs at the tone of his voice. "Get some sleep." Piper repeated.

"It was sleep that did this to me."

"Just try." She couldn't think of anything else to say or do, but wait and hope for good news that her son could be saved.