A/N: This is the last chapter, finally. It's gonna be a short one, this one. It ends here...
A/N2: First poem by Kaytlynnh Brooks (in the rhyme). Second poem by AmberSky. Both at FictionPress

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Chris was pacing the attic. Everything was back to normal now. Melinda was gone, his mom wasn't insane anymore and Richard and Jason were back. There were only three things left. While pacing, he wondered how Leo had found he was his son and how Piper had returned to her sane state. And, moreover, he wondered about the guardian girl. She hadn't shown herself in the last few days and he desperately wanted to see her now. He had a surprise for her.

Suddenly, as if she had heard his wish, the girl appeared. She just stood there, looking at him. He looked at her, too and as their eyes met, he knew his suspicion had been true.

"You called?" she asked. She approached him, but he put up a hand to stop her. She looked at him questioningly, a sweet look of innocence in her eyes.

"I called." he affirmed her question. "I want you to stop all of this. If you honestly thought you were going to get to me in this way, you were wrong. I have all the guardian angels I need now and give me a while and I will have them in the future too."

"I...I don't know what you're talking about." she said, tears appearing in her dark eyes. "I just wanted to protect you, never harm you. Your family did it all and-"She was interrupted by Chris, his eyes shot fire as she mentioned his family.

"How dare you mention my family? How dare you? You have always been the one taking it out on them. Every little emotion, every little problem and finally that little big problem that killed them. How could you ever hope to manipulate me in that way? I'm not completely stupid, but I guess you think of me like a loonatic."

"W-what do you mean? I don't know what you're talking about!" She looked at him frantically and to his satisfaction, Chris saw the girl's true identity shining through.

"Wyatt." It was the one word that Chris said that slapped the girl in the face. "Leave the girl alone. She has suffered enough." Oddly enough, and as one rare occasion, Wyatt obeyed his little brother and stepped out of the girl's body, leaving her lifeless form lying on the floor.

"So...what'ya gonna do about me?" Wyatt asked his little brother in a mock fashion. Chris just shot glares at him, not trying to intimidate him, but just curious.

"Well, I'm in between sending you back right away and asking you a few questions first. But then again, you would never answer me."

"Try me."

"Well, why did you do it? Why did you come here to kiss me?" Chris smiled slightly at his own very ironic joke and turned dead-serious again immediately. He raised an eyebrow.

"Don't you see it, Chris? As foolish as ever." Wyatt shook his head and looked at Chris in distaste. "I did the same thing as you did. Try to win your trust, infiltrate and finally lure you into going back. Believe it or not, I need you in the future." Chris laughed a bitter laugh.

"You only need me in the future so that I can't change it. And you will of course need my powers for the ritual. But you won't succeed. There is no way Melinda and I will co-operate. Ever. Oh, and how did it feel when a normal girl forced you out of her body?" Wyatt's face fell slightly before he regained his attitude.

"It was mere luck for her. And I was happy, too, because I hadn't the slightest idea you were planning on kissing me...her." he quickly corrected himself.

"Well, I guess everything makes sense to me, now. I don't need you anymore. You can go now." As Chris said this, he really hoped Wyatt would just go away and there would be no real fighting. Chris had obviously gotten the pacifist thing from his father.

"Did you not hear me say that I came to take you back? Have you forgotten that I always do what I come for? It is pretty obvious that you're going back with me." Wyatt waved his hand in the same way Bianca had done once in that same time line and it brought back horrible memories to Chris. He closed his eyes and bit his lip. Then, he sighed. A wave of hís hand sent Wyatt flying into the wall.

"Woah, boy! Don't get too cocky with me, now. Things could end up worse for you if you struggle." He slowly formed a fist, but Chris just smiled and shook his head.

"That ain't gonna help you anymore, Wyatt. I'm past you. I've found what you've been looking for..." He smiled once again and began chanting the rhyme he had found in his happiness with his parents.

I miss the way you said my name
The way you held me tight (Chris ducked as Wyatt sent a fireball at him)
I miss the way you smiled at me
And tucked me in at night (Wyatt lunged for Chris trying to take him on physically)

So thank you for your hugs (Chris waved his hands to keep Wyatt out of the way)
I thank you for your love
And your arms
That protected me from harm (Wyatt falls to the floor after Chris' attack)

I call upon your power
Ask for it in this dangerous hour
Preserve your true son
Haunted just for fun (Wyatt stays on the floor and cries out in pain)

Mother and father
Give me the power to cut the tether
Say goodbye to my fears
Send my foe forward in time (A time portal opens on the wall, pure love radiating from it. Chris stares at it fondly before continuing the rhyme)

Take everybody to their rightful place
Let us be true in time and space

Chris stands still long enough to see Wyatt being sucked into the time portal, looking extremely angry. Then, the world starts to turn around him. He realizes his fatal mistake and screams out, knowing all is lost. He flows into a sort of hurricane, no longer in any physical form and barely conscious and he realizes. It was love that brought his mother back and that made his father realize that he is his son. Love holds all the answers...

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Voices floating through his head. Birds singing outside and the sun warming his skin. 'This sure doesn't feel like the future', Chris thinks, but he reluctantly opens his eyes, afraid of seeing his instincts were wrong.

The moment he opens his eyes, he sees what his rightful place is. He sees his parents kissing and his aunts smiling at him, that slightly questioning look in their eyes and he feels true.

When
Until the sky turns amber
And the grass turns blue
I will not stop loving you
When the houses crumble
And the world is still
I'll still be with you
I always will