Ah, for the confused about the previous chapter (pretty much everybody), here's an EXPLANATION: First of all, if you recall at the end of the first story, Evil Piper had come into the attic and said Wyatt had disappeared. If you didn't get that, he no longer existed. The only way to make him exist is to get the back pack to its rightful spot. Since Wyatt disappeared from the time line, he began to disappear from Chris's memory, which finally happened in the previous chapter. I probably should have hinted more at it in the other chapters, but it was sort of spur of the moment, since I couldn't really come up with anything else. Okay, Keighlee couldn't go through the gate again because the gate can only be opened at a certain time, point, blah, blah, blah. Yeah. Also, I think I explained through A.J. (Yes, I made you smart in this story. It won't happen often, though!) that Evil Leo was there because he couldn't get the time portal thing from the beginning of the story to work, so he followed Chris to the West. Oh, and Keighlee couldn't go through the gate the first time because she was caught (obviously). Uhh, I think that's about it. Anymore questions, let me know!

POTIONS II: TIME CHASER

CHAPTER SIX

WHO ARE YOU?

Chris stepped out of the portal, and was greatly relieved to see his dining room. And there, lying perfectly on the table, was his back pack. He let out a contented sigh, and then started forward, reaching out for the desperately sought item.

It was such a relief to see it sitting there before him. All he had to do was make sure the demon didn't get it, and he'd be home free!

He took the back pack into his hands, and then held it close. Victory!

And then … it was gone. Chris looked up; surprised to see a young boy of about eleven holding the back pack in his hands.

"This is what is so important?" He asked incredulously, looking the knapsack over.

"Hey, you twerp! Give that back!" Chris exclaimed, reaching out for his battered bag. The boy pulled it away.

"No!" He stated. "I don't think I can trust you with something this big."

Chris grimaced. "Who are you to talk? Who are you, anyways?" He demanded.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" The boy teased.

Chris narrowed his eyes, and then reached out for the back pack again. Once again, though, the kid jerked back. This time, he jumped away, and didn't hit the ground. Chris stared with surprise at the kid now levitating before him.

"Are you a demon?" He asked.

"Are you a demon?" The kid taunted. "What happened to attack first, questions later?"

"I'll take that as a yes," Chris said, preparing to tackle the child to the ground. The boy simply levitated higher.

"Come on!" Chris cried. "The sisters and Dad are going to wake up any minute now, and then I'll be busted!"

"Well you shouldn't have been messing around in the attic to begin with," the boy replied.

"I was not mess – Hey! How do you know about that?"

"I know everything about you, Chris."

"So now you're a mind reader?" Chris fumed.

"Nope. Just another obstacle in your way of getting home," The boy said with a grin. He leisurely lay on his stomach in the air, the back pack now resting on his back.

"I don't have time for this," Chris snapped.

"I know you don't," The kid said.

"Come on," Chris whined.

"Do you even have an idea as to how you're going to get home?" the kid asked. "Because I don't see the Keepers; and Time definitely won't let you open the doors again without the Keepers."

"How do you know about the Keepers?" Chris asked with frustration.

"I told you, I know everything about you. Naturally I'd know about the Keepers," He replied smugly.

"You're becoming a pain in my a-."

"You really shouldn't swear in front of children," The boy said, shaking his head with mock disappointment.

Chris ground his teeth. "Alright demon boy -."

The boy turned on his back. "I'm not a demon," He said in a sing song voice.

"Oh, then what are you? Besides an obnoxious little boy?"

"I am not little!" The kid protested.

"Aren't you? Look, if you know so much about me, then you obviously know how important that back pack is, so will you please give it to me?" Chris demanded.

"I can't do that," The boy said simply.

"And why not?"

"Because you told me not to."

"I never said that!"

"Yes you did."

"When?"

"I'm not at liberty to discuss that."

"Is anybody?" Chris muttered under his breath. Then he looked at the boy. "You are as annoying as a little brother!"

"Now you know how Wyatt feels."

"Who is Wyatt!?"

"Your older brother, of course."

"I don't have an older brother. I'm an only child," Chris protested.

The boy sighed, and then lowered himself a little. "I'm Victor," He said, holding his hand out.

"Victor …?"

"Just Victor," Victor replied. "And I'm here to … help out, sort of. We're all depending on you."

"Isn't that just typical," Chris muttered under his breath. "So where did you come from?"

"Around."

Chris blinked. "That's getting really annoying."

"What's getting annoying?"

"The evasion of questions," Chris said.

"Hmm … My Dad says I'm really good at it," Victor commented. Now he was hanging upside down.

"How can you be really good at evading questions?" Chris demanded.

"Uh, Leo's waking up."

"Nice try, mister -."

"No, really! He's starting to walk into the dining room, and when he sees us, he's going to accuse us of being warlocks," Victor warned him. He crossed his arms over his chest and grinned. Frowning, Chris turned around to see Leo stumbling through the door way. He stopped and stared at them.

"Oh great. The twerp was right," Chris grumbled.

"How you going to get yourself out of this one, wise guy?" Victor asked.

Chris frowned at him, before turning back to Leo, who was watching them, not really going or saying anything. "Uh, hi. We're not demons."

"Like he's going to believe that," Victor snorted.

"Do you have a better plan?" Chris demanded.

"Of course. Take my hand," Victor replied. Seconds later they had orbed out of the dining room. Wait, orbed?

Once they arrived at their destination – an abandoned warehouse – Chris spun to look at Victor.

"You can orb!?"

"Naturally," Victor said with a grin.

Chris shook his head in disbelief. "So you're a whitelighter?"

"You could say that. I'm actually from another universe. The one you and Wyatt come from," Victor explained.

"Why is everyone talking about this Wyatt?" Chris snapped.

Victor sighed. "Didn't the Keepers explain it to you?" He demanded. "Wyatt is being erased from your memory, because he was erased from time. The point of your mission is to try and get him back. And, of course, to fix everything else you messed up."

Chris groaned. "How am I supposed to do anything, if you won't give me the back pack?" He cried.

"I can't exactly give you the backpack until I've finished what I'm here to do," Victor explained.

"And that is …?"

"I can cast a spell to open the time portal."

"The catch?"

"Well, there are several, but the one you need to concentrate most on is that Evil Leo is still in time. You're going to need to find him and return him to his rightful time, where he'll turn back into the Leo you know."

"That's it? Okay, give me the back pack."

Victor jerked back. "Well wait a minute! You can't lose this back pack, or anything else. Even the smallest things could affect the future greatly. You're always saying it."

"How do you know me?"

"I told you! I'm from a parallel universe – the one you came from. We're acquaintances."

"You're eleven."

"I'll be twelve in two months," Victor protested.

"You're a little kid. I wouldn't hang out with a kid," Chris said.

"What's with the third degree, here? I can't tell you everything. You think I want to somehow get erased? I don't think so. Alright, looks like we're going to have to depart, now," Victor acknowledged, looking around. He pulled off the back pack and slipped a piece of paper into it. "That's the new and improved time spell, so you don't have any trouble, and there aren't any repercussions, understand? I'll open the portal this time, but next time it's up to you."

"How am I going to find Evil Leo?" Chris asked, pulling the bag on.

"Uhh … he left the west, and is now lost in time, and jumping around, so you're just going to have to check around," Victor filled in.

"That isn't going to help!" Chris exclaimed.

"No, no! It's going to work, trust me, I know. Okay, spell, spell. Right!"

"Portals, Places, Time and Fate,

Hear the pleas we witches state.

An enemy sought in time,

Help us travel to bring him back,

To make things right."

Victor waited a minute, before a bright white portal appeared before them. It was spinning quickly around, and Chris could feel it sucking him in. He turned back to Victor.

"Uhh … thanks," He said. "But what about Leo?"

"Don't worry about him. I've got it covered. Just take care of Evil Leo."

"Okay. Umm … bye."

"Bye." Victor said. Chris allowed himself to be pulled into the 'swirling vortex of doom', but managed to hear Victor call after him, "Hey, say hi to Nicole for me!"

AN: And that's the end of the original chapter six. So, what'd ya think? Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh? Okay, so REVIEW!!! Oh, if you didn't get it, or forgot from their visit to the future, Victor is Chris' son. Older than when we first met him, and probably more annoying, but still Victor.