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This story is set a few months after the season that just ended. Chris doesn't hate Leo, and they're like the best of friends (In case you haven't noticed, I'm into that). But there's one change. Future Wyatt's there. No, stop laughing. I'm serious. Oh, and whenever I say Wyatt, I mean future Wyatt. Baby Chris and Little Wyatt will be referred to as just that: Baby Chris and Little Wyatt.
Leo is also the Charmed Ones new whitelighter
The Third Son:
Chapter 1: The Beginning
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"Chris, can you get the door, please?!" Leo yelled from upstairs.
Chris sighed and answered the door.
"Hey, neighbor!" a man said from outside the door.
Chris nearly fainted. And the man noticed.
"Chris, are you okay?" the man asked.
"What the hell do you think you're doing here, Michael?!" Chris whispered, stepping outside the door and closing it.
"I'm here to see you and Wyatt," Michael said, smiling.
"Michael, Wyatt doesn't know that you're here," Chris said with pleading eyes. "Just go back home."
"Always a kidder, bro," Michael said, patting Chris on the back and walking into the house. "Hey, Wyatt! You're li-!"
Chris put his hand over Michael's mouth just as Leo and Wyatt orbed in.
"Chris, who's he?" Leo asked, staring at Michael suspiciously.
"Michael?!" Wyatt yelled, smiling. He hugged Michael tightly. "I missed you!"
Michael smiled and hugged his big brother back. "I missed you, too, Wyatt."
Chris pulled the two apart and whispered to Wyatt, "Don't encourage him! He shouldn't even be here!"
"And why not?" Wyatt asked.
Chris pointed to Leo with wide eyes and a look on his face that said it should've been obvious.
Wyatt nodded after look and Leo. "Right."
Leo stared at the two, waiting for some kind of explanation.
"You mean you didn't tell them yet?" Michael asked, looking at Chris and Wyatt, walking over to Leo. He looked Leo straight in the eyes and smiled. "Hi, Dad!"
Leo stared into Michael's eyes. "D - Dad . . ?"
"Yup! Dad!" Michael said, grinning wider than ever.
Chris leaned against the wall and slid to the floor. He covered his face with his hands.
"This was not supposed to happen," he moaned.
Michael rolled his eyes and turned to Chris. "He found out about you before you were born. Why not me?"
Chris looked up at him. "Michael, it was only months before I was born, and I didn't just tell them! It was an accident!" He looked at Leo. "Don't worry. You got two years before Hyper Child comes your way."
Leo turned Michael around and looked at him closely. Then he smiled.
"You have my eyes," he said, smiling.
Michael smiled back. "Yeah. I do. I do have your eyes."
"And my hair," Leo said, smiling wider.
Michael smiled wider, too. "Yeah. Almost everything I have I got from you. Except the nose. That's from Mom."
"Dad, take a closer look at him. He looks almost exactly like you, but younger," Wyatt said, trying to end the where-the-kid-got-this-and-that game.
Piper walked down the stairs and look from Michael and Leo, and back at Michael.
"Honey, did your past self come to visit?" Piper asked, looking confused.
Chris chuckled. "No, Mom. That's Wyatt and my little brother. Look at the nose."
Piper looked shocked and surprised, then looked at Michael's nose, touching her own.
"Piper, we're going to have another son," Leo said, turning to face her, his smile now a huge grin.
Piper grinned back at him. "I see that!" Then she turned towards Chris with a concerned face. "Chris? Chris?"
Chris opened his eyes. Piper was standing over him.
"Honey, you fell asleep watching TV. It's time for dinner," Piper said, smiling at him.
"I - I did?" Chris asked, sitting up on the couch.
Piper nodded. "Now, get washed up and meet us in the kitchen," she said, walking off.
Chris walked into the hall and Wyatt walked up to him. He looked concerned.
"Chris, mom would've let you sleep through dinner, but you were rolling around in your sleep and calling out - calling out Michael's name," he said, staring into Chris's eyes. "Mom didn't know what to do so dad decided to wake you up. What were you dreaming about?"
"Nothing. Nothing important," Chris said, walking past Wyatt and into the bathroom.
Wyatt followed him.
Chris looked at him through the mirror. "Can you just leave me alone, please?"
"Chris, when I was in our time, no one could find Michael. There was a rumor that he followed you to this time. Is that true?"
Chris sighed and looked down at the sink, resting his hands on the edge of the counter. Then he turned around and looked Wyatt in the eyes.
"It's true, Wyatt."
"Why didn't you ever tell me that he was here?" Wyatt asked, looking confused. "You know how much I miss him."
Chris sighed in defeat and looked down at the ground. "I know you do. And I know that I should've told you." He looked back up at Wyatt. "But you have to understand that I didn't tell you so mom and dad wouldn't find out. It could screw up everything. And Michael understands that, too. So he's keeping away."
Wyatt nodded. "I understand, Chris. I understand why you didn't tell me."
Chris smiled weakly. "Good. I knew you would."
"C'mon. Let's go grab to the kitchen before everyone get suspicious," Wyatt said, and they walked to the kitchen.
Everyone was trying not to bring up the name Michael during dinner, but finally Phoebe's interest got the better of her.
"Chris, who's Michael?" she asked, putting down her fork and spoon.
"He's no one," Wyatt answered for him.
Piper looked over at Leo. "They're keeping something from us about the future."
Leo nodded and looked at Chris.
"I'm not going to tell you. You can guess if you feel you need to know, but I'm not going to tell you straight out who he is," Chris said, looking Leo in the eyes.
"Is he your best friend from your time?" Leo guessed.
Chris smiled. "You could say that."
Piper smiled slyly. "Will you two answer questions about who he is?"
"Only certain ones," Wyatt said, setting down his glass of water.
Piper thought for a moment. "How long have you two known him?"
Chris started counting on his finger.
"21 years," Wyatt said straight out. "Math was never one of Chris's strong subjects."
Chris glared at him.
"All you had to do was subtract two years from how old you are, or four from how old I am," Wyatt said, smiling.
"So, you to met him at the same time?" Paige asked suspiciously.
Chris and Wyatt looked at each other, then back and Paige and nodded.
"Interesting . . . Very interesting . . ." Paige said, staring at the suspiciously.
It didn't take Piper to put two together. She gasped.
"What's wrong, Piper?" Leo asked her, looking at her with concern.
"I know who he is!" Piper yelled, standing up. "I know who he is!"
"You - You do?" Chris stuttered.
"Yes!"
"Uh oh . . ." Wyatt said, putting his face in his hands.
"Well, who is he?" Paige asked, looking impatient.
"I - I can't tell you!" Piper said, then jogged out of the room.
Chris and Wyatt looked at each other.
"What do you think she's going to do?" Chris asked as him and Wyatt ran out of the kitchen after her.
Piper was going through the caller ID.
"Michael Peterson! Ha! Chris, that's the last name you used when you first came here!" Piper said, pressing the call back button.
"Hello?" came a male voice on the other end.
"Hi, Michael! I want you to come over right now! Bye!" Piper said, hanging up.
Michael orbed in a minute later, and stormed over to Chris.
"I swear I didn't tell her! She guessed!" Chris yelled in defense.
Wyatt smiled at Michael. "Missed you."
"Miss you, too," Michael said, smiling back at him.
Leo, Paige, and Phoebe walked in.
"Wow. He looks like Leo," Phoebe observed.
"Who is he?" Leo asked, also staring at Michael.
Piper smiled. "He's Michael."
"He - He's Michael? And he looks like me . . . So that means . . ." Leo trailed off before fainting.
Phoebe and Paige quickly caught him, both of them staring at Michael.
"Chris, you kept this from us?!" Phoebe yelled, as Paige was too shocked to say anything.
"I had to!" Chris yelled in his own defense.
"It's the thing with you all over again!" Phoebe yelled as she and Paige set down Leo on the couch.
Piper walked over and started shaking Leo. "Leo, honey, wake up."
Leo woke up at the sound of his voice.
Just then, there came a crash from upstairs. All seven of them rushed up the staircase.
Staring back at them was a demon.
"I'm afraid The Third Son will be no more after my visit is through," the demon said, smirking. Then he held out his hand, and Michael came flying towards him.
"NO!" Chris yelled, grabbing onto Michael's arm.
Then demon disappeared, taking Michael and Chris with him.
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Hey, guys! I hope you liked the first chapter from my story! I know that it was a bitch to write! I'm just hoping that the next chapter will be a lot simpler!
Hannah