"Don't look into her eyes!" Chris heard himself say.

"What's going on?" He asked Clarence, looking around him, he saw Paige as a statue, Meta attacking. "Hey, this is when I first came back. When they became God's." Chris said amused by all that was going on. He watched as he helped Phoebe up and ask her if she was alright. Then as he waxed intellectually about statues, he cringed slightly.

Clarence smiled. "We're revisiting your past. Just the time you were here, but your past all the same. This is where you became an integral part of their lives, weather they noticed it or not."

Chris nodded and walked a little closer as Piper came scooting in. Unable to help himself he laughed slightly, turning to look at Clarence.

"It's still amusing the way that she reacts." he explained, turning back to Piper as she called for Leo. Chris watched intently, memories flooding back.

Clarence nodded, "We have other moments that we should move along to now Chris." he said softly.

Chris nodded, but didn't move. He watched as they all went running out of the room, then turned slowly to look at Clarence.

"Where to now?" he asked.

"Let's see. Clyde?" Clarence called smiling.

Instead of actually appearing Clyde had the door appear in front of them. Clarence smirked and opened the door, motioning for Chris to go first.

"It's pre-ordained to take us to the next stop." Clarence said as Chris gave him a funny look.

Shrugging he walked through, stepping through the other side he saw Leo rushing at him. It was when the girls had rescued him from Valhalla.

"Why do I need to see this. How is this going to help me make a decision?" Chris asked Clarence who was watching intently this time. "Clarence?"

"I'm sorry." he said snapping. "You want to move on to the next one already?" He asked, making sure that it was what Chris really wanted.

"Yes. Could you please call Clyde."

The door appeared beside him, and he looked over at Clarence who smiled.

"You to can call for Clyde, at any time you want to move to the next point of the past." Clarence explained as Chris opened the door. "You first."

They hoped in and out of the door a few times over the next few minutes - Every time Chris feeling that the event's occurring where of little significance to his plight.

"This is pretty much pointless." he said turning around as Clarence popped through the door behind him. "Why do need to every time I tricked, deceived and went behind their backs?"

"Chris, whether or not you believe it every little thing that you did, in some way, shape or form, helped The Charmed One's, Wyatt, Leo - Your family. Everything you did, you did because you had their best interest's at heart. Their lives will never be the same, because of you and your sacrifice." Clarence explained softly.

Chris looked at him doubtfully and turned around. "So where are we now?" he asked.

"Just watch." Clarence advised.

"You don't know me, you don't know me." Chris heard, confused he turned around and saw himself sitting on Leo's chest beating him senseless.

"What? This, no." Chris said shaking his head as he looked over at Clarence. He heard Piper call him, turning back towards the sound of her voice he felt a bittersweet sadness consume him.

"I can't do this Clarence. I don't want to see what was, what could have been and what will be or whatever is going to happen here. I want to accept my fate."

"Chris." Clarence said clicking his fingers. "This is why we are really here. Do you recognise where we are?"

Chris turned around, he saw himself sitting on one of the beams of the Golden Gate bridge. Slowly he nodded as Leo orbed in. Tears in his eyes as Leo demanded answers, Chris relaying his deepest feelings and telling him for the first time what happens in his future.

"You were never there for me. You were there for everybody else. For mum, Wyatt, half the world, but you were never there for me. You didn't have the time." he heard himself say.

Slowly Chris shook his head and looked at Clarence again.

"Chris this is the moment when everything started to change. When you really made a difference in everyone's lives, especially your fathers. It was from here on out that they realised how much they needed you." Clarence tried to explain.

Chris turned back to himself and Leo as he orbed out leaving a stunned Leo alone above the city.

"What's next?" he asked softly.

Clarence clicked his fingers and the door appeared next to them. Before Chris could open the door he took his arm.

"This one may be hard for you. I know that the details are fuzzy but it will put everything into perspective."

Chris watched Clarence and nodded slowly, opening the door and stepping through. Looking around he saw himself standing at the book of shadows, and Wyatt in the playpen. He watched as everything unfolded quickly. The floorboard that squeaked, himself trying to get to Wyatt to get him out of there. Being flung to the other side of the room, Gideon appearing, threatening him, himself throwing Gideon telekinetically, Gideon disappearing as he rushed forward to grab Wyatt, and Gideon stabbing him in the stomach.

Chris turned to Clarence who nodded. Somehow the next few minutes were quickened and Chris turned back and watched as Leo tried to convince him that everything was going to be okay. After a few moments, Chris closed his eyes and started to fade.

Chris turned to Clarence and swallowed the lump in the back of his throat. It went down hard and stung as he blinked tears away, listening to Leo and Paige cry.

"Is that all? I don't think I can take much more." Chris asked.

"Not quite there is one more thing that I would like you to see." Clarence said, as time rushed past them.

"Look behind you."

Chris turned as a nurse bought out a small bundle wrapped in a light blue blanket.

"Is that me?" he asked softly.

"It is. Although they lost you, they got to keep you." Clarence told him as the door appeared again. "Come on Chris, there is still much to do." he said ushering him through the door.

Alita looked into the darkness that surrounded her, she knew they were here. She could feel them trying to invade her being.

"Listen now." she announced. "I shall fold back the fabric of time, make the events of the undone. That which was, shall not be again, in the case of Christopher Halliwell."

Light suddenly invaded her senses, closing her eyes she waited a few moments before opening them again. Opening them again she saw grandly dressed men and woman staring at her. Their faces and stare hard yet soft at the same time.

"You cannot do this Alita. It has never been done, not even for the best, most noblest of reasons." One of the older gentlemen said as he stepped forward.

"I come not for counsel, but to inform you of what I shall do. I have looked to the future myself of this account - they need him more than we knew."

"Even so, this cannot be permitted. It would put the worlds out of order, great damage shall be inflicted upon the innocents."

"A great damage shall be inflicted upon them if he is permitted to pass. I must do this, he has a major role to play in coming days."

"Alita you are the keeper of time. You know that time cannot be re-ordered or restarted without great reason. This is the reason it has never been done. There has never been a case worthy enough." an older woman said, resting a hand on Alita's arm.

"This I know. Why else do you think I have come here? He is the one exception." she told her.