Disclaimer: Even though I wrote this story I own nothing. All of the
characters belong to whoever owns Charmed which I think is Warner Brothers
studios but I'm not sure. Anyway point is I really own nothing. Well not
nothing really if I think about it I own a few things. checks pockets
well I've got a bus ticket and YAY five bucks anyway I own no charmed
characters EXCEPT for Prue, Vanessa, Lisa Wenwen and the pigtail girl at
the moment (perhaps more children will come) if anyone wants to use any of
my characters please be my guest but just tell me you want to use them
first. Anyway enjoy.
A/N- Thank you to everyone who reviewed my story. You have all been really sweet and I'm so glad that you like it. Its really touching that you took the time to read my story and then review. Thank you all so much. Anyway someone asked me to say what powers the kids have and so I'm going to try to explain but I'm just warning you all that Prue's powers are going to be slightly confusing but I promise there is a reason and I will explain in the story why she has these powers. Anyway Wyatt's power are orbing, teleorbing, has a force field, has Pipers exploding power and of course can control Excalibur. Chris' powers are orbing, telekinesis, particle manipulation (freezing), levitation and can sense people. Prue's powers are (remember I warned you that some of it is confusing) Particle manipulation (freezing), Pipers exploding power, levitation, can create and control fireballs and flame-orbing (the last two WILL be explained later on).
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Chris orbed to the attic of his home unwillingly. He had really wanted to orb to the living room so he could show his mum what Wyatt was doing to himself to redeem himself to Aunty Paige but Wyatt being the more powerful of the two was able to manipulate his orb to the attic. When Chris materialized fully he was sprawled across his brothers' chest as the manipulation of his orb had thrown his balance off. He picked himself up hastily and glared at Wyatt who was now totally unconscious.
"DAD! Dad please come, Wyatt needs you." Chris raised his head upwards and screamed for his father.
He waited for a minute then stomped over to the Book of Shadows which was perched on a small wooden perch. Leaning against the smooth green cover of the book he screamed
"DAD WYATT NEEDS HEALING! URGENTLY"
Chris took a deep breath and bit his lip. Why didn't his father ever believe him? Wyatt was hurt; if he were any kind of a father he would have felt it. But Leo was no father. He never had been. How many times had he, Chris been left alone without comfort of fatherly support. Too many times to count. He hated asking for help at any time especially in the case of his father but there really wasn't any choice in the matter. Wyatt needed healing and the only person who could do that was Leo. The book was really useless at healing. He needed his father for that.
"DAD IF YOU DON'T GET DOWN HERE. I SWEAR I'LL TELL MUM. WYATT REALLY NEEDS HEALING"
"He's not coming," a soft voice croaked.
Chris swirled to face his brother who still lay on his side with his eyes closed but was now glowing a blue-grayish color and seemed to have developed a slight twitch in his cheek. Chris frowned in confusion, then suddenly he fully understood.
"Oh my god. Wyatt are you blocking both of our signals? How am I meant to get you healed if you do THAT? I can't believe this. You're a masochist you know that don't you? It wasn't your fault! I can't believe...." Chris ranted but was interrupted mid-sentence by a pounding on the door. He ignored it completely and continued his lecture.
"I can't believe that you would do this to yourself. I don't know what to do with you, I mean how many times can I say it isn't your fault because I'm going on about a hundred times now. It wasn't your fault; there one hundred and one, I mean...." The pounding started again loud and forceful.
"Hey let me in" Prue's voice sounded through the oak door. "I have to look up something, let me in" Both Chris and Wyatt stopped talking and held their breaths hoping that she would leave.
"Oh come on, I heard you talking before. LET ME IN!" she screamed, "THAT'S IT! I'm coming in" she finished in a deadly whisper.
Suddenly a swirl of colors materialized in the center of the room. Slowly the colors separated themselves into blue balls similar to those created by an orb however the bright little orbs were quickly stifled by a rush of flame which began at the floor and worked its way up to around two meters in the air. As soon as it all began it was over and both the flames and orbs disappeared as Prue stood in its wake. She had flameorbed into the room.
She first spotted Chris and strode up to him, head held high and jaw set. She was ready for a good screaming match with him. Chris saw it and Wyatt felt it even though he was verging in-between the living and the dead. Chris stared at Prue during her quick stride towards him and just as she was opening her mouth to begin he pointed silently behind her. She closed her mouth and looked him straight in the eye suspiciously, as though afraid he would orb out as soon as she turned. He raised an eyebrow and gestured behind her once more. She turned and let out a gasp.
"Wyatt, oh god. Wyatt" running to him she stooped beside him, grabbed his shoulders and heaved him so he would look at her but his head just lolled and his eyes remained closed.
"DAD" she cried frantically "HELP HIM, COME HELP YOUR SON. PLEASE"
Wyatt began to glow a blue-grayish color and she looked to Chris totally confused. Chris sighed.
"He's blocking your signal. In fact he's blocking all of our signals." He explained with a slight shrug. He then stooped next to Wyatt and laid a hand on his arm, not for any particular reason but simply because he knew how Wyatt felt. A total failure. Wyatt blamed himself entirely for his cousins' death and wouldn't accept any form of consolation from family. Secretly Chris knew why Wyatt wouldn't let either of them call for a healer; he wanted to die, no he just felt that he deserved to die.
"Wyatt, it wasn't your fault. I can tell you that now. I know that you blame yourself but you have to get healed you can't die. Please don't kill yourself" Chris glanced surprised at his younger sister. She had voiced his exact thoughts. She saw his face and looked at him then turned back to Wyatt. Geez that was weird. It was like she heard what I was thinking. Chris smiled at the ridiculous thought.
Suddenly she turned to Chris and grabbed his elbows, raising herself so she was level to his face she pressed her lips together and just as Chris was about talk; he heard her voice IN his head. Chris, can you hear me? He leaned backwards so that the full extent of what was happening settled in. Prue? That is you. Please tell me it's you talking not me talking to myself. Her face broke into a wide smile and she laughed. A quick short laugh that ended quickly when she sighted Wyatt out of the corner of her eye. Chris I have an idea about how we can override Wyatt's powers. If we communicate like this he wont be able to... I can hear you. Both of you. Wyatt's' voice cut through both of their minds and they looked both faced him. Prue still held on to Chris' elbows firmly. Just let me be. Just... Wyatt continued.
"NO" Prue and Chris both yelled. Prue released Chris and pulled at Wyatt's jumper.
"We are not going to lose you too. Do you understand me? I don't care if you're older than us and you think you know better because you don't. We are going to save you if it's the last thing we do. Right Chris?"
"Step ahead of you sis," he bounded to the Book of Shadows and started flipping pages.
With a sideward glance and Wyatt she slowly released his jumper and crossed to see what Chris was doing. Without looking at her he began explaining with a sly smile.
"If we can summon a ghost like oh I don't know maybe grandma or Prue" he glanced at her, she giggled "You know what I mean, anyway then we can get them to talk to dad and get him to come down and help Wyatt"
"Hmm, it sounds like a good plan but..." Prue stopped him from turning the pages by grabbing his hands and clasping them with hers. He looked at her, annoyed. Just follow my lead bozo. Silenced by her mental command he watched her close her eyes and followed suit. Ok, I'm going to chant and you just follow my lead.
"Uncloak us from magic's sight Let us be seen by a beacon of light"
She began at first uncertain but more sure with each repetition. Chris followed her and chanted. They kept chanting focusing solely on a beacon of light in the center of their minds until a burst of bright, white, florescent light formed a swirling vortex in the roof of their attic and Leo fell from the sky and into the room.
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Leo fell heavily to the floor and when he rose he looked uncomfortable. His gold robes were crumpled and as he fixed them silently he made both his conscious children draw closer together in fear of his reaction. Chris instinctively placed a protective hand around Prue's shoulder and she clung to the side of his t-shirt. (A/N: I know this sounds bad but you'll see why they do this in like a minute) Oh god dad please be normal today. Don't be evil please. Beacon of light that's not you! I was looking for another whitelighter. Oh please be normal.
"You summoned?" he looked at both of them in the eye and smiled.
Prue swallowed and struggled out of Chris' protective hold which was beginning to feel restrictive and overbearing and although he tried to hold her there so he could get the first word in she was able to slink under his arm and run to her father.
"Dad. It's you. We were afraid of... well you know."
"Yes," he looked sadly at her "I understand completely, but your spell..." Leo began but then caught sight of Wyatt and rushed to his side. Kneeling he placed his hands over his sons chest and began to heal. A warm golden glow came from his hands and he slowly moved his hands over Wyatt's body to heal him. Leo finally stopped but Wyatt still hadn't moved or stirred.
"He's not... he can't be...he can't be" Prue stammered uncertainly
"It's not possible we were just talking to him. Heal him properly. Now!" Chris glared at Leo hands placed on hips and eyes narrowed in threat. "I mean that is if you can. You DEMON"
"He's just sleeping. Believe me he needs his sleep." He stood up and turned to Chris who was defiantly staring at him, jaw set. They stared at each other for a moment, both stubborn not willing to lose the fight. It was Leo who gave in, too tired to fight with his son again
"Chris. I'm not evil. You fight evil every day; you have to know I'm not evil" Leo began
"No that's a cop-out. We all know Prue's part demon because they made you evil. She got it from you. That's why she can flame-orb and throw fireballs." Chris spoke in an even tone but his voice was like ice and as he spoke he subconsciously moved closer to Prue who saw what he was doing and sighed. He just wanted to protect her. All he said was true. Evil knew that Wyatt was to be a Pentagon of Good, too protected to turn but what if they had implanted another charmed one. One that was predisposed to evil. So they tried, Leo was now half demon (they infected him with a venomous liquid which they forced him to drink when they captured him and held him hostage. He was then found by the sisters and so joyful Piper was of his return that... well it's fairly obvious what happened after that) and struggled to control his other half while Prue being surrounded by love and good magic was protected from evil's influence. Their plan had failed, as she was now only evil through powers. Sure her powers were demonic but she was through and through a witch. Chris knew this and trusted her, but being the protective brother that he was and being so distrustful of Leo he just couldn't accept that it wasn't entirely Leo's fault.
"I know her powers Chris..." Leo tried to continue
"Of course you do. That's all you know about us" Chris now grabbed Prue's arm with his hand and dragged her to Wyatt. He then reached with his free hand to Wyatt but Leo was too quick for him and realized what he intended to do before he had a chance to. Leo lifted a holy hand and orbed Chris away from Wyatt and Prue and onto the small couch that was sitting in the corner of the attic. He then raised his hands like a mime creating a box and the walls of the attic were covered in orbs for a few seconds. Startled Chris stared at the walls and then at his father. Squaring his jaw he glanced concernedly at Prue who looked away and at Wyatt who remained asleep then he started to orb.
Prue watched her fathers face as Chris attempted to orb away and was surprised to see that he didn't appear to be worried at all. In fact he looked confident and she tilted her head to a side and frowned at him.
"Look, Wyatt's just sleeping not unconscious or dead but sleeping. He needs to work through what is happening to him slowly and by himself. I know you want to help him and you will but at the moment he just needs a rest."
"And Chris is..." Prue glanced around the room
"Chris is not going anywhere" he said just as Chris orbed back into the attic breathless.
"I can't orb anywhere but here."
With a knowing smile "Young man we are going to talk as soon as Wyatt is back in bed" he gestured at Wyatt and he disappeared into a swirl of blue lights
"Dad I don't think..." Prue began.
Just at that moment a jingle sounded from the sky and Leo looked up unhappily.
"I..."
"have to go. We know" Prue looked down and then at Chris who was grinning proudly.
"Well it was great to see you again but hey maybe we'll see you another time" Chris hurriedly finished
"We will talk" Leo looked furiously at his son "Believe me, we will talk. I love you both very much. I really do."
Prue smiled tightly at him and embraced him quickly before he orbed away. She then ran to Chris who was standing still looking quite stunned at the events that had just unfolded and his own courage to be sarcastic to his demon father. Prue wrapped her arms around his chest and buried her face in to the crevice of his shoulder. Slowly he placed his arms around her back and started crooning like when they little kids and Leo would barge in during a demonic rage trying to take Prue and raise her as a demon. Prue just gripped him and wouldn't let go, her pent up panic and fear of her father having to be released in some way. Chris had always been the one who comforted her. Wyatt was protective much like a mother bear but he found it extremely hard to show how he felt in any form other than magic protection but Chris had always been able to comfort her when Leo came. She knew that as long as he was there, demons had no chance of hurting her. Without him she would have been lost and she just held on hoping that if she held on long enough her problems would disappear. The two stood in the middle of the attic for an unknown amount of time; simply standing trying to build up their own courage to go downstairs and confront their mother.
Finally they stepped apart and Prue looked deeply at Chris.
"Thanks"
"Anytime sis," he smiled at her and she knew somehow things would work out.
Chris started walking to the Book.
"Not now, Chris we'll find the demons later right now we have to help Wyatt. Somehow."
He nodded and followed her as she exited. On the landing a small year seven girl sat unaware of all that had taken place behind the closed doors. Oh shit. I forgot her. She looked warily at Chris and saw a look of recognition. Tilting her head she frowned inquisitively at him.
"I kinda...opps"
A/N- Thank you to everyone who reviewed my story. You have all been really sweet and I'm so glad that you like it. Its really touching that you took the time to read my story and then review. Thank you all so much. Anyway someone asked me to say what powers the kids have and so I'm going to try to explain but I'm just warning you all that Prue's powers are going to be slightly confusing but I promise there is a reason and I will explain in the story why she has these powers. Anyway Wyatt's power are orbing, teleorbing, has a force field, has Pipers exploding power and of course can control Excalibur. Chris' powers are orbing, telekinesis, particle manipulation (freezing), levitation and can sense people. Prue's powers are (remember I warned you that some of it is confusing) Particle manipulation (freezing), Pipers exploding power, levitation, can create and control fireballs and flame-orbing (the last two WILL be explained later on).
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Chris orbed to the attic of his home unwillingly. He had really wanted to orb to the living room so he could show his mum what Wyatt was doing to himself to redeem himself to Aunty Paige but Wyatt being the more powerful of the two was able to manipulate his orb to the attic. When Chris materialized fully he was sprawled across his brothers' chest as the manipulation of his orb had thrown his balance off. He picked himself up hastily and glared at Wyatt who was now totally unconscious.
"DAD! Dad please come, Wyatt needs you." Chris raised his head upwards and screamed for his father.
He waited for a minute then stomped over to the Book of Shadows which was perched on a small wooden perch. Leaning against the smooth green cover of the book he screamed
"DAD WYATT NEEDS HEALING! URGENTLY"
Chris took a deep breath and bit his lip. Why didn't his father ever believe him? Wyatt was hurt; if he were any kind of a father he would have felt it. But Leo was no father. He never had been. How many times had he, Chris been left alone without comfort of fatherly support. Too many times to count. He hated asking for help at any time especially in the case of his father but there really wasn't any choice in the matter. Wyatt needed healing and the only person who could do that was Leo. The book was really useless at healing. He needed his father for that.
"DAD IF YOU DON'T GET DOWN HERE. I SWEAR I'LL TELL MUM. WYATT REALLY NEEDS HEALING"
"He's not coming," a soft voice croaked.
Chris swirled to face his brother who still lay on his side with his eyes closed but was now glowing a blue-grayish color and seemed to have developed a slight twitch in his cheek. Chris frowned in confusion, then suddenly he fully understood.
"Oh my god. Wyatt are you blocking both of our signals? How am I meant to get you healed if you do THAT? I can't believe this. You're a masochist you know that don't you? It wasn't your fault! I can't believe...." Chris ranted but was interrupted mid-sentence by a pounding on the door. He ignored it completely and continued his lecture.
"I can't believe that you would do this to yourself. I don't know what to do with you, I mean how many times can I say it isn't your fault because I'm going on about a hundred times now. It wasn't your fault; there one hundred and one, I mean...." The pounding started again loud and forceful.
"Hey let me in" Prue's voice sounded through the oak door. "I have to look up something, let me in" Both Chris and Wyatt stopped talking and held their breaths hoping that she would leave.
"Oh come on, I heard you talking before. LET ME IN!" she screamed, "THAT'S IT! I'm coming in" she finished in a deadly whisper.
Suddenly a swirl of colors materialized in the center of the room. Slowly the colors separated themselves into blue balls similar to those created by an orb however the bright little orbs were quickly stifled by a rush of flame which began at the floor and worked its way up to around two meters in the air. As soon as it all began it was over and both the flames and orbs disappeared as Prue stood in its wake. She had flameorbed into the room.
She first spotted Chris and strode up to him, head held high and jaw set. She was ready for a good screaming match with him. Chris saw it and Wyatt felt it even though he was verging in-between the living and the dead. Chris stared at Prue during her quick stride towards him and just as she was opening her mouth to begin he pointed silently behind her. She closed her mouth and looked him straight in the eye suspiciously, as though afraid he would orb out as soon as she turned. He raised an eyebrow and gestured behind her once more. She turned and let out a gasp.
"Wyatt, oh god. Wyatt" running to him she stooped beside him, grabbed his shoulders and heaved him so he would look at her but his head just lolled and his eyes remained closed.
"DAD" she cried frantically "HELP HIM, COME HELP YOUR SON. PLEASE"
Wyatt began to glow a blue-grayish color and she looked to Chris totally confused. Chris sighed.
"He's blocking your signal. In fact he's blocking all of our signals." He explained with a slight shrug. He then stooped next to Wyatt and laid a hand on his arm, not for any particular reason but simply because he knew how Wyatt felt. A total failure. Wyatt blamed himself entirely for his cousins' death and wouldn't accept any form of consolation from family. Secretly Chris knew why Wyatt wouldn't let either of them call for a healer; he wanted to die, no he just felt that he deserved to die.
"Wyatt, it wasn't your fault. I can tell you that now. I know that you blame yourself but you have to get healed you can't die. Please don't kill yourself" Chris glanced surprised at his younger sister. She had voiced his exact thoughts. She saw his face and looked at him then turned back to Wyatt. Geez that was weird. It was like she heard what I was thinking. Chris smiled at the ridiculous thought.
Suddenly she turned to Chris and grabbed his elbows, raising herself so she was level to his face she pressed her lips together and just as Chris was about talk; he heard her voice IN his head. Chris, can you hear me? He leaned backwards so that the full extent of what was happening settled in. Prue? That is you. Please tell me it's you talking not me talking to myself. Her face broke into a wide smile and she laughed. A quick short laugh that ended quickly when she sighted Wyatt out of the corner of her eye. Chris I have an idea about how we can override Wyatt's powers. If we communicate like this he wont be able to... I can hear you. Both of you. Wyatt's' voice cut through both of their minds and they looked both faced him. Prue still held on to Chris' elbows firmly. Just let me be. Just... Wyatt continued.
"NO" Prue and Chris both yelled. Prue released Chris and pulled at Wyatt's jumper.
"We are not going to lose you too. Do you understand me? I don't care if you're older than us and you think you know better because you don't. We are going to save you if it's the last thing we do. Right Chris?"
"Step ahead of you sis," he bounded to the Book of Shadows and started flipping pages.
With a sideward glance and Wyatt she slowly released his jumper and crossed to see what Chris was doing. Without looking at her he began explaining with a sly smile.
"If we can summon a ghost like oh I don't know maybe grandma or Prue" he glanced at her, she giggled "You know what I mean, anyway then we can get them to talk to dad and get him to come down and help Wyatt"
"Hmm, it sounds like a good plan but..." Prue stopped him from turning the pages by grabbing his hands and clasping them with hers. He looked at her, annoyed. Just follow my lead bozo. Silenced by her mental command he watched her close her eyes and followed suit. Ok, I'm going to chant and you just follow my lead.
"Uncloak us from magic's sight Let us be seen by a beacon of light"
She began at first uncertain but more sure with each repetition. Chris followed her and chanted. They kept chanting focusing solely on a beacon of light in the center of their minds until a burst of bright, white, florescent light formed a swirling vortex in the roof of their attic and Leo fell from the sky and into the room.
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Leo fell heavily to the floor and when he rose he looked uncomfortable. His gold robes were crumpled and as he fixed them silently he made both his conscious children draw closer together in fear of his reaction. Chris instinctively placed a protective hand around Prue's shoulder and she clung to the side of his t-shirt. (A/N: I know this sounds bad but you'll see why they do this in like a minute) Oh god dad please be normal today. Don't be evil please. Beacon of light that's not you! I was looking for another whitelighter. Oh please be normal.
"You summoned?" he looked at both of them in the eye and smiled.
Prue swallowed and struggled out of Chris' protective hold which was beginning to feel restrictive and overbearing and although he tried to hold her there so he could get the first word in she was able to slink under his arm and run to her father.
"Dad. It's you. We were afraid of... well you know."
"Yes," he looked sadly at her "I understand completely, but your spell..." Leo began but then caught sight of Wyatt and rushed to his side. Kneeling he placed his hands over his sons chest and began to heal. A warm golden glow came from his hands and he slowly moved his hands over Wyatt's body to heal him. Leo finally stopped but Wyatt still hadn't moved or stirred.
"He's not... he can't be...he can't be" Prue stammered uncertainly
"It's not possible we were just talking to him. Heal him properly. Now!" Chris glared at Leo hands placed on hips and eyes narrowed in threat. "I mean that is if you can. You DEMON"
"He's just sleeping. Believe me he needs his sleep." He stood up and turned to Chris who was defiantly staring at him, jaw set. They stared at each other for a moment, both stubborn not willing to lose the fight. It was Leo who gave in, too tired to fight with his son again
"Chris. I'm not evil. You fight evil every day; you have to know I'm not evil" Leo began
"No that's a cop-out. We all know Prue's part demon because they made you evil. She got it from you. That's why she can flame-orb and throw fireballs." Chris spoke in an even tone but his voice was like ice and as he spoke he subconsciously moved closer to Prue who saw what he was doing and sighed. He just wanted to protect her. All he said was true. Evil knew that Wyatt was to be a Pentagon of Good, too protected to turn but what if they had implanted another charmed one. One that was predisposed to evil. So they tried, Leo was now half demon (they infected him with a venomous liquid which they forced him to drink when they captured him and held him hostage. He was then found by the sisters and so joyful Piper was of his return that... well it's fairly obvious what happened after that) and struggled to control his other half while Prue being surrounded by love and good magic was protected from evil's influence. Their plan had failed, as she was now only evil through powers. Sure her powers were demonic but she was through and through a witch. Chris knew this and trusted her, but being the protective brother that he was and being so distrustful of Leo he just couldn't accept that it wasn't entirely Leo's fault.
"I know her powers Chris..." Leo tried to continue
"Of course you do. That's all you know about us" Chris now grabbed Prue's arm with his hand and dragged her to Wyatt. He then reached with his free hand to Wyatt but Leo was too quick for him and realized what he intended to do before he had a chance to. Leo lifted a holy hand and orbed Chris away from Wyatt and Prue and onto the small couch that was sitting in the corner of the attic. He then raised his hands like a mime creating a box and the walls of the attic were covered in orbs for a few seconds. Startled Chris stared at the walls and then at his father. Squaring his jaw he glanced concernedly at Prue who looked away and at Wyatt who remained asleep then he started to orb.
Prue watched her fathers face as Chris attempted to orb away and was surprised to see that he didn't appear to be worried at all. In fact he looked confident and she tilted her head to a side and frowned at him.
"Look, Wyatt's just sleeping not unconscious or dead but sleeping. He needs to work through what is happening to him slowly and by himself. I know you want to help him and you will but at the moment he just needs a rest."
"And Chris is..." Prue glanced around the room
"Chris is not going anywhere" he said just as Chris orbed back into the attic breathless.
"I can't orb anywhere but here."
With a knowing smile "Young man we are going to talk as soon as Wyatt is back in bed" he gestured at Wyatt and he disappeared into a swirl of blue lights
"Dad I don't think..." Prue began.
Just at that moment a jingle sounded from the sky and Leo looked up unhappily.
"I..."
"have to go. We know" Prue looked down and then at Chris who was grinning proudly.
"Well it was great to see you again but hey maybe we'll see you another time" Chris hurriedly finished
"We will talk" Leo looked furiously at his son "Believe me, we will talk. I love you both very much. I really do."
Prue smiled tightly at him and embraced him quickly before he orbed away. She then ran to Chris who was standing still looking quite stunned at the events that had just unfolded and his own courage to be sarcastic to his demon father. Prue wrapped her arms around his chest and buried her face in to the crevice of his shoulder. Slowly he placed his arms around her back and started crooning like when they little kids and Leo would barge in during a demonic rage trying to take Prue and raise her as a demon. Prue just gripped him and wouldn't let go, her pent up panic and fear of her father having to be released in some way. Chris had always been the one who comforted her. Wyatt was protective much like a mother bear but he found it extremely hard to show how he felt in any form other than magic protection but Chris had always been able to comfort her when Leo came. She knew that as long as he was there, demons had no chance of hurting her. Without him she would have been lost and she just held on hoping that if she held on long enough her problems would disappear. The two stood in the middle of the attic for an unknown amount of time; simply standing trying to build up their own courage to go downstairs and confront their mother.
Finally they stepped apart and Prue looked deeply at Chris.
"Thanks"
"Anytime sis," he smiled at her and she knew somehow things would work out.
Chris started walking to the Book.
"Not now, Chris we'll find the demons later right now we have to help Wyatt. Somehow."
He nodded and followed her as she exited. On the landing a small year seven girl sat unaware of all that had taken place behind the closed doors. Oh shit. I forgot her. She looked warily at Chris and saw a look of recognition. Tilting her head she frowned inquisitively at him.
"I kinda...opps"