The Disclaimer: Charmed does not belong to me, neither does Drew. Or at least that's what the therapist says.

"Shh, it's okay. Mommy's got you. What are you crying about sweetheart?"

His mom was looking at him with a concerned expression and smoothing his hair.

Come to think of it, why was he crying? He hardly ever cried... unless... Oh man! He realized that along with having little or no muscle control over his body, he had limited control over his emotions.

Just terrific, I have the emotional stability of a newborn. This is getting better by the moment. I need to figure out a way to fix this, fast.

Ok, think. Who do I know that can sense something is wrong with me? The only telepath he knew was two years old right now. Probably not going to be a big help.

Hey, Aunt Phoebe should be able to sense that something is wrong emotionally in here. Someone hand me to Phoebe. He squirmed in his mom's arms hoping somehow she'd get the message. No go. She readjusted him in her arms.

"Hey little man, you hungry?" She softly questioned him.

Actually, come to think of it, he was. He settled down as if to say yes, feed me.

Ugh, back to bottles, could this day get any- Wait, what is she doing? Piper let go of him with one arm and started unbuttoning the hospital gown. Oh! No, no, no, no! He struggled with her and actually turned himself slightly away from her.

I was born with orbing, and if I've ever needed it, it's now. He searched for that familiar place in his mind C'mon, where is-- almost-- aha!

He felt the orbs start at his heart and then they engulfed his whole body. Aunt Phoebe. He thought, and seconds later he was looking into her smiling but uncertain face.

From his vantage point across the room he could see his mom's expression go from fear, to relief, to concerned sadness. Sorry mom, but it's for the best. You'll thank me later.

Okay, un-babylike emotions. Just then Phoebe started doing baby faces.

Were her teeth always that huge? Easy enough, annoyance. He tried to telepathically send her an annoyance whammy.

C'mon, why isn't this working?
He wondered, meanwhile Phoebe was still making goofy faces. How are you one of the legendary Charmed Ones? You're as dense as a rock! He tried directing all of his anger at her, but again, no response.

"I could swear if he could he'd be rolling his eyes at you right now." Paige commented, laughing at Phoebe.

"I don't know what's the matter with him," Phoebe said. "Wyatt always liked this. I wish I had my powers right now, it's so much easier to understand babies when you're an empath."

Chris mentally groaned in frustration. Of course she couldn't sense him, this was the point in the timeline she didn't have powers. He should've remembered that, he'd lived it just months ago. Well there went his one opportunity.

His dad's face loomed over him. "Hey buddy! Your first orb, I'm so proud of you, but you can't be doing that in public, that's a big No-No."

Leo, look at me! This is not a baby, this is your 23 year old son. Look me in the eye, can't you tell there's something wrong? He sighed in frustration when nothing happened.

His dad took his hand and jiggled it. "We'd better get you home, magical babies and hospitals don't usually go good together." He looked to Piper. "As long as it's ok with you, Mom."

"Yeah, I'll be fine, you guys get home and take Wyatt, it's late."

"Paige, could you find our doctor so we can take Chris?" Leo asked her.

"Sure, I'll be right back." She turned and walked towards the nurse's station, holding Wyatt tightly.

Leo went over to Piper and put his hand on her stomach as he kissed her.

He healed her enough to take the edge off the pain but not enough to make the doctors suspicious. "I'll come back to get you tomorrow." He told her as he moved away. Paige returned with the doctor.

"Usually we like to keep C-section babies for 24 hours for observation..."

Chris began to whimper, although inwardly he groaned at his display of weakness.

The doctor continued, "...But since he seems so healthy and alert, I guess we can send him home with you tonight. I just need you to sign the release form, Dad."

Leo signed the form and handed the clipboard back to the doctor. "Thank you for everything, Doctor."

"Don't mention it." He said to Leo and then he turned to Chris. "And I'll see you in a few weeks for a checkup." Not if I can help it Chris thought determinedly