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First of all, I would like to thank Willows2 for correcting me on my Peterson/Perry issue. And I would like to apologize to everyone else. You see, I didn't watch the beginning of the season, so I don't know how Chris introduced himself. All I had to go on was what the WB site had on it. I won't change it, because I'm going to be busy for a while, but I do promise you that I will write Perry instead in the future. Thank you for your understanding.
The Third Son:
Chapter 3: Talks and Surprises
Michael looked and at Leo and forced a smile. "Hey."
Leo smiled and sat down next to Michael. "Can we talk?"
Michael smiled for real, then looked down at the floor. "I was waiting for that question to pop up sometime."
Leo chuckled slightly. "I just want to know about you."
Michael looked up at Leo, no longer smiling. "And you can't wait until I'm old enough to express myself?"
"Michael, you're not even born yet," Leo said, rolling his eyes. "How much younger are you than Chris?"
"Three years and two weeks," Michael said, smiling.
"So your 20 right now?" Leo said, doing the math in his head.
"Yeah. I'm 20 right now," Michael said, looking back down at the ground, getting a bit teary eyed.
"Hey, buddy, what's wrong?" Leo asked, forcing Michael to look back up at him by gently grabbing his chin and lifting up his head.
"I - It's stupid," Michael said, pulling away from Leo and looking back down at the ground.
"Oh no. Please don't say it's another Chris case," Leo said, eyes going a bit wide. "I don't know if I'll be able to live through that again. It took a while before Chris left the future to the future."
Michael smiled and chuckled slightly. "No. You paid plenty of attention to me."
"Then what's wrong?" Leo asked, lifting up Michael's head once again.
"Well, it's just that I watched you die when I was 13. It's really hard to see you again, Dad. Not knowing if it's going to last or not," Michael said, staring Leo in the eyes.
"What do you mean?" Leo asked, staring back into Michael's eyes.
"Chris is thinking of going back, and him, Wyatt, and I all agreed that if one of us wanted to go back, that the other two would follow. So it's hard seeing you, not knowing for how long it's going to last," Michael said, a tear flowing down his cheek.
Leo wiped it away, getting teary eyed himself. "I promise that it'll be long, Michael. I promise you that you being able to see me will last a long, long time."
"But how can you be so sure? I just told you what we agreed on, and I told you that Chris wants to go back," Michael said, narrowing his eyes at Leo (An: Not a glare. You guys should know what I'm talking about!).
"Because, Michael, I know you're brothers. I know they won't make you go if you don't want to. They'll let you stay here, because they'll understand," Leo whispered softly.
Michael nodded and wiped a few more tears off his face that had fallen.
Chris and Wyatt walked into the room at the moment.
Michael and Leo looked up at them.
"How long have you two been standing there?" Michael asked, standing up from the couch.
"Long enough," Wyatt stated matter-of-factly.
Chris made Michael sit down than sat between him and Leo.
Wyatt walked in the room the rest of the way and sat in a chair.
"Michael, if you want to stay so you can see Mom, Dad, Aunt Phoebe and Aunt Paige more, we won't make you go back," Chris said, putting a hand on Michael's shoulder.
"But, Chris, you want to go back," Michael said, looking Chris in the eyes.
Chris smiled. "Yeah, I really do, Michael. But just to see what's changed. To see if Mom, Dad, Aunt Phoebe and Aunt Paige are there waiting for us. But I can do that anytime, and I'd be back in a matter of hours. And I won't do it for while. I promise."
"And if they are there?" Michael asked, looking uncertain.
"Then you three will go back to live with them," Leo said, butting in the conversation. "Got it?" The three Halliwell brothers nodded. "Good."
"I think we should let Michael get some sleep, you guys," Wyatt said, standing up.
"I agree," Chris said, also standing up along with Leo.
"It not that late," Michael said suspiciously.
"But you still need your sleep," Chris said quickly, orbing out, Leo and Wyatt right after him.
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"If Michael caught us," Chris started in the attic, staring at Wyatt, "he wouldn't be able to trust us anymore. You know how he is. When you turned evil he 'learned' not to trust people as easily."
"So you're blaming me, now?" Wyatt asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Well, partly," Chris said, turning to the wall and starting to draw a triquatra (An: Thanks CharmedFreak!).
"Thanks, Chris. That's real sweet of you," Wyatt said sarcastically.
Chris looked back at him and smiled. "Anytime, older brother," he said before turning back to the wall.
"How long are we going to be gone?" Wyatt asked, ignoring Chris's comment.
Chris shrugged, not looking at Wyatt. "Beats me. Michael's sleeping time varies. But, he's not really tired, so it'll take him about an hour to fall asleep, and he'll only be out for about seven hours after that."
"I missed a lot if I don't know how long my youngest brother sleeps a night," Wyatt said sadly, staring at the ground.
Chris looked back at him. "Wyatt, don't beat yourself up over it. If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't of been able to see Mom, Dad, and the Aunts again," he said, sighing.
"Yeah, Chris, but if it wasn't for me, they wouldn't have even died," Wyatt said dryly.
"Good point," Chris said, smiling.
"Oh thanks. Agree with me, why don't you?" Wyatt said, glaring at Chris.
"Well, I kinda just did, Wyatt, so-"
"This is crap, Chris. Do it by yourself, because I'm fed up with your rude way of joking around," Wyatt said, orbing out.
"Fine. I don't need you anyway," Chris muttered to himself. He chanted the spell and stepped through the portal slowly, taking in his old home. Chris looked around and smiled.
Then Prue walked through the door.
"Hey, sweetie. We were wondering where you were," she said, grabbing his arm and dragging him downstairs.
"Aunt - Aunt Prue?" Chris asked disbelievingly.
Prue smiled at him. "Yeah. Chris, are you okay?" Chris nodded quickly. "Good. Do you know where your brothers are?"
"Yeah, I know where they are," Chris said, sitting down on the couch in the living room.
"Well?" Piper asked from the chair.
"They're in the past," Chris said, staring around at Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Leo. "Where's Aunt Paige? Oh no. She's not here, is she. Oh my god. What did you guys do?"
"Easy there, pal," Leo said, smiling. "Yes, we went back in the past and saved Prue. But then when we realized it meant we never met Paige, we looked around for her."
"And?" Chris asked, on the edge of his seat.
"And we went back to the past and made sure we found her right when we would've found her before," Phoebe said, smiling. "So, your brothers are still in the past?"
Chris sighed in relief and nodded.