A/N: When you see this (), that means a change in location or time has lapsed. Okay, on with the story!

(Chris's POV)

"Chris, you're scaring me," Bianca said, watching me pace back and forth in the park.

I stopped pacing, "Sorry."

"What's going on?" She persisted.

"My brother is trying to make my family believe it was me who killed that woman."

She gave me a look, "I know that. I have ears ya know." I grimaced. She had heard everything that went on in the kitchen. "What I want to know is why you're so worked up about it?"

I sighed and sat on the ground, "It's complicated."

She sat in front on me, our knees touching, "We've got time."

"Life isn't all peachy and happy. Contrary to popular belief, my parents are anything but loving and doting. They don't listen to what I have to say. I know that sounds like nothing but if you would have to live with them and Wyatt, you would be feeling the same." I gave her the short and dirty version.

"That sucks," She said after awhile.

"Ya think?" I asked, sarcastically.

She smiled, "What I mean is, what can I do to help?"

"Help me prove that Wyatt's framing me."

She didn't back away from the challenge, "What do we have to do?"

"That's just it, I have no idea."

"That's okay, we'll all help." She reassured.

"All?"

"All," She confirmed. "Remember, blood takes care of blood. We look after each other." I smiled my thanks and she smiled her welcome.

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"Bianca, this had better be good." Damien said, joining us in the park. Athena and Kat were already present, and according to Bianca, Rod and Adrianna were coming.

"It is. Chris needs help."

Damien laughed, "Already?"

I knew it was a jest and laughed as well, "That's me, trouble maker all the way."

Damien laughed again, "You're alright, kid." Bianca shook her head, a smile on her face, and explained the entire thing to Damien.

"This book has nothing," Kat complained, throwing her Book of Shadows to the ground. It was incredibly small compared to the Book of Shadows at the manor.

"Yeah, I can't get anything out of this either," Athena said, setting her Grimoire down nicer than Kat had done. "Sorry."

I shrugged it off, "It's fine."

"What about your Book of Shadows, Chris?" Kat asked.

I frowned, "What about it?"

"Well, it's got to have a whole lot more than both mine and Athena's combined." Kat explained.

I sighed, "How do you propose I get it? It's not like I can waltz right into the manor and take the freaking thing out."

"No," Bianca said, "But you can summon it."

"What?"

"It is your family's Book right?" I nodded, "It's a part of you as much as it is them and you have claim to it. It will come if you summon it."

"How?"

She smiled, "I know of a spell."

I shook my head. As much as I hated my family, I couldn't steal the Book of Shadows from them. "I can't."

(Paige's POV)

I sighed, and set down the stack of papers I had to grade. I was getting behind in my grading, and I knew I should keep going but I couldn't get my mind off what had happened earlier. It wasn't like Chris to storm off like that. But then again, he was mad and his parents were accusing him of being evil. And what was with Wyatt? It wasn't like him to just go about accusing others of being evil when he had no proof. Unless he was the evil.

Richard noticed my sigh and looked up, "Everything okay?"

"No," I answered, with another sigh.

"Chris?" He asked, and I nodded. "He'll be fine."

I shook my head, "I'm not worried about him not coming home. That would be Piper's job. No, I just can't get over the thought that anyone would believe for a moment that Chris would kill an innocent. It's not like him." I didn't think of telling Richard my thoughts that Wyatt might be evil until I had more to go on.

"I know." Richard reached for my hand and gave me a reassuring squeeze. I smiled, silently thanking him for always being there for me.
(Piper's POV)

"Leo, sit down and talk to me." I ordered.

Leo didn't say anything, just nodded, and sat down on the bed next to me. "What are you thinking?"

I glanced at him, "About what?"

"About what?" He echoed, "Chris, the innocent, Wyatt, ringing any bells."

I sighed, and looked at the ground, "All to well."

"What?"

"Paige has a point," I said quietly.

Leo stood up again, and started pacing, "About what? That Wyatt is trying to frame Chris?"

"Yes," I answered, a little quickly. I could see the surprise in Leo's face. "Well, no, maybe. I mean that maybe Paige is right, that we listen to Wyatt more than we do Chris."

"Wyatt is the twice-blessed child, Piper we can't just ignore that."

"I know that, Leo but we can't just ignore the fact that Chris is our son as well." I countered a little too loudly, "And we screwed up big time on him."

"What are you talking about?" Leo was so clueless sometimes.

"I'm talking about us being horrible parents to Chris. We are supposed to guide and love and protect him. But we haven't been, we've too occupied with Wyatt and his power to notice Chris." I took a breath, running out of air after my rant, "And maybe killing an innocent is his way of reaching out to us, though I'm not saying that he actually killed the innocent. Either way, we are not doing our jobs as parents. He hates us."

Leo didn't say anything for the longest time. I suppose that he was thinking over what I had just said to him. Finally he spoke, "What do we do?"

I shrugged, "I don't know. How can we choose one son over the other?"
(Chris's POV)

"Chris, wake up." Bianca shook me.

Slowly I opened my eyes, and sat up. It was just about dawn, and becoming easier to see. "Where is everyone?"

"Coffee," She answered, helping me stand up, "They should be back soon."

I nodded, "They bringing us any?"

"They had better if they want to live," She answered. I laughed; it seemed that she was as much a caffeine addict as I was. "Think about summoning the book?" I gave her a look but she didn't seem to catch it, "I'm just saying that it belongs to you as much them."

I shook my head, and ran a hand through my sleep mused hair, "I don't know. They're just going to think I'm turning it evil."

"It's going to turn evil whether you summon or not, since Wyatt is your brother. You may as well use the book to your advantage."

I nodded, "What's the spell?"

Bianca smiled, and pulled out a piece of paper, "Just read, it'll come."

"I call upon the ancient power/ To help us in this darkest hour/ Let the Book return to it's rightful place/ Claim refuge in its rightful space." I was confused on how she had worded the spell. The Book didn't belong just to me and it certainly didn't belong in the park. My confusion was ended, when seconds later the Book fell from thin air and landed on the grass in front of me.

"I was wondering when you would summon the Book."

I looked up and saw Wyatt. It was a trap. It had to be. "Bianca?" I said, turning around.

Bianca smiled evilly, then morphed into Damien. My eyes widened realizing that Bianca had been a fake or had she? And since when did Damien work with my brother? Had everything been a lie?

"You mean her?" Wyatt waved his hand, and a warlock blinked in holding Bianca captive. "Oh, don't worry, that's really her. She is a stubborn little thing, where ever did you meet her?"

I stared at Wyatt, "Around." I answered, casually.

Wyatt smirked and snapped his fingers. Damien grabbed me and blinked. Blinking was completely different than orbing. Orbing was more peaceful, blinking made me what to hurl. I opened my eyes to see that Wyatt had ordered me and Bianca to some underground room.

"How to you like the place?" Wyatt, asked, "I think it's just homey." I knew he was just messing with me. It amused him for some reason. He nodded, slightly and I felt a sharp pain in the back of neck.

"Ouh," I said quietly, rubbing a hand over the afflicted spot.

Wyatt noticed, "Don't worry, you'll be fine. It's just a little measure of security. Now, you just hang out here while I finish what I started." I started to ask him what that was but then he morphed into me. It was like looking into a mirror only my "reflection" was moving and I had no control over it. Wyatt gave me a sly smile and orbed out the cave. Literally an eye blink later, all the warlocks disappeared as well.

"Bianca, are you?" I said, walking over to her.

"Fine," She answered, looking down at the ground.

"Are you really you? Has it ever been really you?"

She nodded, "Except for this morning. I don't know what happened, I went to get some breakfast and I come back and suddenly there are dozens of warlocks everywhere." I wondered if she was telling the truth. But then I noticed her hand, it still had the semi-fresh wound on her palm from the night before.

"Still have your Grimoire?" I asked.

She looked at me confused, "Why?"

"Wyatt has my Book of Shadows. Damien tricked me into summoning it."

"Damien?" She echoed and I nodded, "Damien doesn't work with your brother."

"Well he does now, and I'm assuming that all of them do," I answered. "Kat was the one to propose the idea and you were the one to push it."

"I never meant for Wyatt to get the Book, I swear. I just thought it would help." She defended.

"It helped him," I said, angrily. "Did you write this?" I shoved the spell that I still had into her hand.

She shook her head, "No, I didn't. You can't call any Book of Shadows away from its rightful place. And I'm assuming that your Book doesn't belong in the park." She reached into her pocket and handed me a piece of paper, "I wrote this one."

I read it over quickly. "This one makes more sense." I said after reading it. "But I don't want to summon the Book again. If he already has it, it's going to be followed by his warlocks if I summon it away."

"Yeah, here." She waved her hand, probably expecting her Grimoire to appear.

"Here, what?"

"I'm not sure," She answered, waving her hand again. This time her Grimoire appeared on the floor next to my feet. "It works the second time."

I looked at the book, and flicked my hand slightly. The book didn't move. I did it again and this time the book went sailing across the room like it should have done the first time. "So your powers didn't work until you tried another time, and mine did the same thing. What happened?"

"Whatever that little prick was," She said, going over to fetch her Grimoire. She picked it up and tossed it back to me. I caught it and looked to her.

"What are you doing?"

"Testing something," She answered, closing her eyes. Slowly she shimmered out of the room, only to rematerialize seconds later two feet from where she was standing. "Well that didn't work."

"What didn't work?"

"Getting out of here. I guess we're stuck." She walked back over to me. "Get looking," She gestured to the book and I opened it, flipping through the pages. I hoped that we would find something or we were screwed.
Response to Reviews:

Gravitydrop- Yeah, I like how Pagie stands up to Piper and Leo too. They had it coming. It's wierd how I'm a Piper/Leo fan and yet I write them like they're evil. I think it's because I love Chris more! And I have no idea if I'm going to put Phoebe on Chris's side or not.

Cherry7up56- Thank you, thank you. Stupid Wyatt just has to screw up everything. Man, I hate him. Maybe that's why I always make him evil. Thank you for the great review, as always.

JeNNiFeR- Yeah, I know I should make Piper nicer. And I will, but there ain't no way I'm making Leo nicer. Chris says he's horrible, so he's gonna be horrible. Okay, maybe I will make him nicer cause I love Chris/Leo moments. Man, I'm wierd.

MerlinHalliwell- Somehow, I always manage to make people pity Chris. I don't know why but it's good that you do. It means that my writing is working. Yes, it does suck that he has witnesses and no one listens to him. But at least Paige does.

Charmediscool- Yeah, I love Paige and Chris too. For some wierd reason I think that the show is better with Paige because she isn't totally absorbed in her magic like Prue was, not that I hate Prue or any of the earlier episodes.(except for Dan, I hate him). I just think it's gotten better over the years.

Calen- I'll have to check out your Chrisfic sometime. And that's how I wrote my fic. Sometimes they just don't put two and two together. And Paige does think that Wyatt is evil she just hasn't shown it yet because I haven't gotten that far yet, okay? Patience it a virtue.

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