Wow. It seems like it's been forever since I wrote. Sorry about that I was frequently busy with the holiday, visiting relatives, and all. Then, of course the website wouldn't let me log in. Oh well. I changed the title. I think it makes a bit more sense then the last one did. Of course, if anyone has a better title tell me and if its awesome I will change the one I replaced it with. I hope you're enjoying the story as it is. As always, please read and review. I appreciate all the feedback I get. Enjoy....

=================================================== In their past life their names were:

Chris= William

Wyatt= Andrew

Prue= P. Bowen

Piper= P. Bexter

Phoebe= P. Russel

Victoria= Valerie

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Leo sat down on the old creaking bed next to Piper and looked down at their son. He was unconscious again. This time, luckily, he would come back to them on his own accord.

Leo looked over at the mother of his children and smiled at her lovingly and kissed her forehead. Leaning over, he moved his hand over her back lightly massaging it as she gave a small sigh of relief.

This pregnancy had been a surprise. It'd had been years without another baby, and they had grown used to it. They'd been so caught up with watching over Wyatt to make sure he didn't turn evil on them and then watching over Chris when he had become rebellious to authority for awhile that they hadn't even thought of another baby. They'd both thought their parenting days were over but they obviously were not.

Leo secretly hoped that the baby was the little girl Piper had seen in her vision years ago.

He knew she would never admit it, but when she'd had both boys she'd been waiting to see her new baby daughter. She'd been a little sad after Wyatt was born and then when she had known about Chris's birth before hand she hadn't had the chance of expecting a daughter. She had been sad that her precious daughter from the future wasn't there in her life with her.

Piper had always wanted a little girl to call her own. Somehow she had never gotten one and every once in a while it showed when she was going through old baby clothes or looking at other little baby girls. She had tried to hide it from everyone. She probably tried to even hide it from herself but Leo had seen it.

It was easy to see.

He remembered when Wyatt had come along and they had been expecting a baby girl. Everything had been set up for a baby girl, but it hadn't been so. Piper had loved Wyatt like no other anyways, but he had seen her slight let down.

He'd hoped through this whole pregnancy that the little girl she'd seen would be a part of their family one day soon.

Leo had never told Piper, and she had never really felt it, but whenever he'd had a spare moment since they'd given him back his status as an Elder, he had came back often to check on her and make sure she was okay. He'd come back often to see her passed out on the couch or on her bed still in the process of creating the new baby book. Wherever she was, she was always trying to take on more then she needed to take on.

He'd tried to do what he could for her, but that hadn't been much as of late. Now, again, his family needed him and he would be there for them as long as that was needed.

He had to admit he loved helping others. It was like second nature to him by now. But of course, the longer he was doing it the more he started to dislike being a guardian angel or even an Elder. It took him away from his family for far too long that he was starting to reevaluate his own priorities more. He was almost to the point of calling it quits.

Especially, now with Piper's pregnancy taking a lot out of her. She'd never had an easy time with all their babies, Leo had to admit. Her first born, Wyatt, had been hard or her. When they'd found out she'd had toxemia, they'd had to give her as much bed rest as possible during that pregnancy. Then, Chris had come along. That pregnancy had been perfectly fine until it was time for Chris to be born then Piper had had to get a c-section.

The baby that she was carrying now was slowing her down more then ever. She had to rest more then she had with both Chris and Wyatt. Of course, that was understandable being the fact that she wasn't as young as she used to be. There was, of course, one good thing with this baby and that was that the baby had a protective shield that it used to keep Piper safe and sound. Leo had to admit he was thankful for that. The baby was a lot like Wyatt trying to keep it's mommy safe and indestructible from the womb.

Piper smiled over at Leo bringing him out of his thoughts on the past. It was the smile that he'd fallen in love with. Her smiles were unlike any others. They were gentle like the breeze on a spring morning, but the love that came from them was enough to knock him over at times. Every day that he woke up next to her he was surprised he hadn't been dreaming.

They had been through so much. Somehow, they had conquered everything that had been thrown at them. And at least in this lifetime, they could be happy together.

He looked down at Wyatt and took a deep breath.

Wyatt's past life had caught up to him and now he had to find a way to save Victoria. Leo couldn't believe everything that Victoria had been through up until now. Wyatt's previous self giving her a curse that spanned through each of her lives that prevented her from ever being happy was barely believable for Leo.

He couldn't help wondering what she had done to make Wyatt so angry at her let alone curse her forever. Leo almost wished he knew what had changed Wyatt evil in his last lifetime so that he could stop it from happening in this one also.

He doubted that Wyatt had the time to even find that one out though.

Leo looked at his son. Wyatt looked so much like him. He barely looked anything like Piper. Of course, Wyatt had inherited her quick temper though. He also had her giving heart, and her strong family values. His loyalty to the family was barely believable with everything he had done for them over the years.

He'd vanquished demons early as a child. He'd had to.

Piper had tried to keep him innocent to the world of witchcraft as a child, but it hadn't worked out. All the evil in the world knew how powerful he was and they had tried everything possible to get to him. Luckily, they hadn't succeeded in their trials.

Leo could even remember when Wyatt had turned fourteen he had started putting the Book of Shadows on the computer saying the family had to get out of the prehistoric days and into the "technology era".

He had even made a computer program where you could just type a description or a type of a demon or ghost in and it would pop up instantly on the screen along with all the information about it as well as the spell to vanquish it.

Wyatt's computerized Book of Shadows had became popular over the years. Piper had liked it and used it quite a bit to make things go easier on everyone. She referred to it as the easiest thing in life that didn't require magic. It was her little personal gain without consequences.

Of course, she also had claimed the Book of Shadows was a family antique and that they still had to use it as well as keep it up to date just in case something happened to the computerized version. She had made sure of that.

Of course, whenever a new demon popped up Phoebe or Paige would add it in to the book just for old times sake just to keep Piper appeased.

Wyatt had been like superman to the household. Whenever Leo had to be away he had taken over his role as man of the house. Of course while Wyatt was the superman of the household, Chris had always been the rebel.

He had always tried to do everything quicker then everyone else as if to prove the point that he was just as good if not better then Wyatt. Chris had dabbled in magic early on in his life and had had a few bad events with it.

Once he'd even turned himself into a goblin because of his need to speed through everything.

Leo couldn't remember exactly what Chris had done wrong with the spell but instead of going to Dublin one day to get away from the family he'd been turned into a goblin.

Poor Chris.

Leo had tried hard to make Chris feel as important as Wyatt. He'd gone out of his way in order to make Chris feel equal to Wyatt. He had promised himself as well as the old future Chris who had died in his arms that he wasn't going to let the bad things and the favoritism that had happened before to him in the old timeline happen to him again in this one. Not if Leo could help it.

So far he had. Sure, they'd never seen eye to eye on some things, but they did get along pretty well. Once in awhile, Chris was angry because he was away helping others instead of with them all the time, but Leo knew he understood.

Leo hated being away from them. Now more the ever. Especially with Piper being the way she was during this pregnancy. He wanted to keep an eye on her and make sure that the baby and her would be okay throughout it. He couldn't lose her. He didn't know how he'd react if he ever did.

Leo smoothed Piper's dark brown hair away from her pale cheek as she looked down at their son. She was tired. He could tell. It had been a long day and it barely was even evening now.

He wished he could heal her fatigue away but his powers weren't that good. Not even as an Elder. He could comfort her, heal her from pain, grief, and sometimes death, he could save the world even, but he couldn't give her any more energy then she already had.

He wished he could as she met his eyes. Her doe brown eyes looked into his warily. She needed to rest.

Heck, she needed to change. He looked down over her dressy v-neck bright red top and long black skirt. She was soaking wet.

It must've been the ice that Victoria had encased her in because she was very wet. He looked around the attic and found an old blue towel laying on the table, shaking whatever dust was still on it off, he placed it on her shoulders and dried her off a bit. Her shivering stopped instantly as she leaned back onto him and held his free hand in hers.

"Piper, you're tired. You need to rest. I will watch over Wyatt. You go and rest," he said, softly drying her hair with the old towel.

"No, no, no. I will not go and rest. Not now. Not after everything that happened today, he needs me here with him more then ever," she responded, lightly pressing Wyatt's hand as he laid on the bed beside her.

He gave her no response. She hadn't expected one either. He was too far off to know what was happening in the attic.

"Piper," Leo said, softly.

"Leo, no. I am staying with him as long as it takes."

Leo looked down on her. Her stubbornness showing in her dark brown eyes. He shook his head slightly trying to cover his smile. She could be so stubborn at times. He just wished she wouldn't pick now to be stubborn.

He let her get off on this one. She would never leave Wyatt's side while he was unconscious. He knew he wouldn't be able to sway her without a little help from her sisters. Sometimes that barely even worked. Instead, he got up and gave her a quick tap of a kiss on her forehead again.

Then, he went to the stained glass window to look out onto the world. Cars flew past the manor along with a few seldom walkers and a few stray dogs. The world was completely oblivious to what was going on inside the Halliwell Manor.

He barely could believe it himself at times.

Especially with all the demons and apocalypses that had come to pass every so often. Sometimes he wondered if that were the best thing for the world to be oblivious about.

Just as he thought this Wyatt came bursting awake behind him. He'd had enough time to turn and see his son gasping for air as if he'd been being strangled as Wyatt's bright blue eyes flew over his surroundings.

Wyatt looked around the room. Trying to let it sink in that he was home. That he wasn't in the past that he had just witnessed. That he wasn't still in that world of evil. His mother quickly held him up by the shoulders. Her dark brown eyes looking into his in worry as he looked at her. Mom...

He looked around the dimly lit attic to see Chris leaning against a wall nearby. He was standing up straight now and staring at him now with worry mirrored in his motions. Even now, Wyatt could feel the memories of his last life melt into his own.

They took a life of their own inside his mind again. He felt the sickness of insanity that had been running through his veins from love and jealousy as he saw what he had done all over again

He took a deep breath and another bite from the apple as he heard a few faint screams of terror and pain coming from above him. Knowing that the mother and father were now after each other with their weapons and Valerie was safe and sound somewhere upstairs, he sat in the rocking chair beside the fireplace and tried it out. It was a good rocking chair. It fit snuggly around his body and rocked back in forth as he stared into the intensely flickering golden red flames.

When the battle was finally over, her mother had come flying down the staircase. She had made an awful crashing noise as she did. She had distracted him from the lovely daydream his mind had been creating of himself with Valerie. He had went to stand beside her mother laying on the green marble floor beside the stairs where a red bloody puddle was filming from her body. Christmas colors, he thought vacantly as the blood meshed in with the green marble floor. Uninterested in how her mother had fared, he quickly made his way back up the stairs to Valerie.

There, Valerie was shaking.

She was sitting on the bloody floor leaning against the window in the middle of the hallway. Shadows crisscrossed all over her pale and beautiful face, as she leaned against the cold glass shaking. She looked even more fragile then usual with her knees pulled up to her chest and her hands holding them to her in protection.

She had looked like a deranged angel.

She slowly rocked back and forth in the moonlight the moment she saw him.

Her father laid on his stomach inches away from her. His black eyes staring into nothingness as blood swelled around his head. His axe hanging out of his back.

He had never felt as good in this life as he had in that moment. He had beaten her down. He could feel the fear and the pain and the hysterical thoughts bubbling around inside of her. He smiled to himself knowing that now was the best time ever to use her lowered shields against her. Now, he could make her come be with him the way she was supposed to be with him. Now, she would love him.

Wyatt blinked away the memory as he found himself back in the attic. It was hard to catch his breath. He took a moment realizing his mother was speaking to him.

"Wyatt? Wyatt? Breathe okay?" she told him, talking to him slowly in his shocked state of mind.

He shook harder. He could still feel the slimy essence of insanity straining over him in this life. He shook it off slowly. It slowly dissipated as if it were trying to find a time to snake its way into his blood and change him back to the bastard that he had been.

"Are you okay?" Piper asked, trying to warm him by rubbing his shoulders.

"No, Mom. I.." he could barely speak. He didn't want to tell them the worst. He didn't want his mother or father to look at him as if he were a cold blooded murderer. He could barely believe it himself.

"It's okay now. You're safe. You're home now with us." she said looking around at Leo and Chris with a small motion of her hand towards them.

"But you aren't'" Wyatt said backing up to the rusty black frame of the creaky white bed. He didn't want his mother anywhere near him. There was no way of telling what he could do to her.

"What?" Piper asked in surprise.

"Not with me."

"Oh, honey. It's alright. I know. You were evil in your last life , but that was your last life, sweetheart. You're good now." she said, half laughing as she placed her hand on his cheek trying to calm him down.

She had never seen her son act like this. It was like he was a scared animal. It half amused her and half scared her. She didn't know if she really wanted to find out what he'd down in his last lifetime. Whatever it was it had to be bad the way he was acting. He'd never been one to overreact in his life, but here he was doing just that. She touched his cheek lightly. Hoping she could calm him down.

Victoria was telling the truth for sure now. There was no doubt about that. She had been through hell. Wyatt had put her through hell.

"I felt it mom. I felt it. I was..it felt right to me. It felt good to be evil Everything I did. Everything I said. Everyone I tortured. It all felt right. "he said, shaking his head.

"Wyatt, you know what you did was wrong now. That's the difference. You were taught right and wrong in this lifetime and you're good now. Everyone you've saved and everyone in his house can vouch for you being good."

"Mom, I tortured her. I killed her family right in front of her. I made her watch them die. I had them go against one another till they all were dead and I wasn't even satisfied. I wasn't even done with torturing her. I was just getting started." he said, trying to make them all understand how evil he was.

"It's okay now, Wyatt." Leo said, trying to add his voice into the conversation to see if he could calm his son down.

"No, dad. It's not okay. I was a monster." Wyatt told him reverently. Why couldn't they understand that. HE had been a monster. H still could be one, too. Evil had felt good. He had like it, enjoyed it, revered in every moment of it. There was no telling of what could happen to change him back.

"You aren't evil now, Wyatt. You're good. That's what you chose to be growing up. That's all that you have given the world. You're goodness." Leo responded.

Even as Leo had tried to help calm Wyatt. Wyatt slowly was pulled under again in a riptide of memory. Valerie was there with him now. She was cohesive and struggling.

He could feel the adrenaline rush through his blood as she struggled in his arms. It gave him a kick as he pulled her body close to his. He liked the struggle she gave him. It made it that much more sweeter.

He'd drawn out his knife from his black overcoat and sharply cut her hand. Then his own and placed them roughly together as she breathed out in a hiss of pain. He had bonded them for life. Now, she would always belong to him. Never would someone else have her heart. Their blood mixed together as he smiled. She was now his. Blood in, blood out.

She struggled more against him as she realized what he had done but he held her tightly in his grasp and took her bleeding hand to his mouth and licked away the blood trailing from the gash he'd made on her palm. "You taste so good."

"It hurts." she said, her eyes fiercely glowering at him.

"Love is meant to hurt."

"You have it all wrong." Her voice whimpered inside his foggy mind.

"I love you. I don't." he answered, quickly twirling her out into the hallway. There she broke away from his hands grip and leaned against the wall as she held her bloody, hurt hand. The creaking of Rebecca's swinging corpse was the only thing that they both could hear in the silence

Again, Wyatt woke from his memories murkiness.

"No wonder she wanted me dead. I would have done the same thing." Wyatt said, quietly.

He'd killed everyone she loved. He'd destroyed the home she had lived in. It didn't matter how horribly her past life's family had abused her he had destroyed them in front of her. It had been enough to turn anyone crazy. He had been so driven to hurt her for hurting him that he had struck as closest to him as he could. In the end, he had ruined hers.. He couldn't believe she was still sane.

"Shhh. Now, did you find out anything at all that we could use to help her. Were there any talismans or amulets that could have been helping you?" Piper asked, holding her unresponsive son an arms length away from her.

He was still in shock. He barely even seemed to be in the same room with her. Piper almost wished she hadn't sent him back in time to find out what he had done to Victoria.

Whatever it had been it had really triggered something to go off in him to make him act this way. Her poor baby boy. She hugged him tightly to her. She wouldn't let him turn evil. She'd protect him. She'd show him he was good.

"There was nothing. I'm sorry mom." he said softly as he slowly came back to her.

She let him go and nodded. She had doubted it would be easy. Nothing ever was for them. "That's okay. We'll figure something out. But for now, come on. "

"Where?" he asked, as she slowly got off the bed with Leo's assistance.

"Downstairs, of course. We have to go tell Victoria something. Maybe, she can remember something to help us." Piper said as she finally had her balance.

It was surprising how hard it was to get up with the baby now a days. She felt like she was carrying around a few whole watermelons instead of a baby sometimes She leaned against her husband for a moments strength. Hopefully, Victoria could remember something since she'd said she'd relived her past life. If not they would have to play it off by ear.

She looked down at her son. She was surprised to see him looking up at her in denial of what she had just suggested. His beautiful brilliant blue eyes the color of sunrise as he did. He shook hid head vehemently up at her.

"No way!"