Disclaimer: I'm gonna wallpaper my room with pictures of Drew… wait, isn't this supposed to be a disclaimer? Oops. Oh well. I love Drew…

A/N: Umm… moo?

Chapter Eight

Everyone in the house was busy. Piper was washing laundry. Leo was off with a different charge. Paige and Lindsey were at home, which was down the block from the Halliwells. Phoebe was taking Paris to daycare. With everyone busy, Wyatt and Chris had their mom to themselves. They slowly approached their mother.

"Mom?" Wyatt said nervously. "We um... We want to talk to you about... somethingChrisfoundintheattic."

Piper looked curiously at her sons. Both looked nervous, like they had done something wrong. Her motherly instincts kicked in, however, and told her not to assume anything until she heard whatever it was they wanted to say. She led the boys to the sunroom. Both boys sat on the loveseat; Piper sat across from them.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Ummm..." Wyatt said. "Chris wants to ask you something."

Chris gave Wyatt a dirty look. "Mommy... please don't be mad..."

"Why would I be mad, honey?" Piper asked him. "I have nothing to be mad at you for, as of yet! Do I?"

"Well...." Chris froze up. He knew. He was soooo gonna be in trouble.

Wyatt knew what to do. Using an ancient magic he'd learned, along with his powers, Wyatt sent a telepathic message to Chris. "Just tell her. It'll be okay," he thought at his brother.

Chris heard him, gulped, and nodded. "Okay. Yesterday Wyatt and I were playing hide-and-seek with Jack. When I went up to attic to look for him, I found... a box." Chris paused. Piper urged him to continue. "And this box... it had my name on it. So... it made me curious."

Wyatt went on to explain, "He called me and we both looked at the box. It had the dates 2003 to 2004 on it. And we thought it was weird because Chris wasn't around in 2003!" Wyatt looked up at Piper, who had fallen extremely silent. "Mom?"

Piper didn't hear her oldest. She was too surprised and caught by a memory.

Two weeks after baby Chris was born, Piper had assumed that his older counterpart had returned to his time. Leo had told Piper that Chris had managed to get back to his own time without Gideon getting to him. Gideon had kidnapped Wyatt and Leo had killed Gideon to save Wyatt. That was all. For two weeks, Piper believed this story, until one day she had found Phoebe crying over baby Chris.

"Phoebe? What's wrong?"

Phoebe had sniffed. "I miss big Chris. He was so brave."

"I think we all miss him," Piper had said as she sat in the rocking chair in Chris's nursery. "But he's safe, back in the wonderful future he helped to create." At this, Phoebe fell silent. Piper grew suspicious. "Pheebs? What's wrong?"

"Nothing! Nothing at all!" Phoebe had lied all too quickly.

"Phoebe..." Piper's voice held warning. "Is it about future Chris?"

"No! I'm fine, really!" Phoebe was the worst liar in the family.

"LEO!"

Piper shook her head, forcing away the memory. How was she going to explain to two little kids that one of them turned evil in a different future and the other came back to the past and died?

"LEO!"