CHAPTER TWO: BIRTHDAY PRESENTS (GL)

Chris told me the first memory he has of me, is on his fourth birthday.

I mean, not that I haven't seen him before that, I moved to New York when he was barely three month old. But Paige always orbed me back and forth whenever there was a special event, I got used to orbing pretty quickly. I mean, after the big Chris, left us... I just couldn't spend that much time, without seeing my grandson. Older Chris and I became really closed during the months after I found out who he was. I was devastated when they told me he died.

Even if they always had so many demons in the house, they always seemed pleased to see me. Specially the boys.

I would also talk to the guys on the phone a lot. Chris loved to talk to me, with his tiny three year old voice that could handle a better vocabulary than an encyclopedia. That kid was amazing! And the way he could always made me laugh.. I loved it.

I was shocked that the little guy would always wanted to talk to me for so long, longer than my own daughters. I don't know what it was, maybe we already had this special bond since always.. you know this people you have this weird connection since the second you meet them, and you can't quite figure out why? Well, that was always me and Chris, despite the HUGE age difference. Or just that, since I have suffered so much his lost when he died, I just couldn't get enough of the tiny boy.

Back to the day when I really met Chris. So, I had move back to San Fran a few weeks before and it was Chris' birthday. I finally got to the house.

-"DAD!" Said Piper glad to see me.

And then I saw my grandsons. know every grandparent in the world say their grandsons are the cutest. But trust me...Mine WERE the cutest.

I could see them from the door, they were sitting on the floor. Leo, my son in law, had one on top of each of his knees and was hugging them, one with each arm, while they were playing something I couldn't really quite figure out, but it involved touching my son in law's face. Then they saw me.

With a smile from ear to ear, the most prefect and vivacious four year old run to hug me.

His hair was light brown and his green eyes, were almost bigger than his face, except for his green eyes, he looked exactly like my adorable daughter.

-"GRANDPA" Chris hugged my leg strongly and I felt the urge to pick him up. You would have too, I tell you, this kid was adorable.

-"You have grown so much bigger since the last time I saw you"

-"It's cuz I am FOUR now grandpa.. Today is my birthday! Mom says is my special day and everybody will come and play with ME!"

-"yeah kiddo. Woow all those people coming to play with YOU. Will you save a little time to play with your old grandpa too? Here, your present"

-"WOOW this is big.. can I open it mommy, please??" You know how kid are with presents, if you expect them to answer any question after you gave them the package.. you are doomed.

When Chris saw his blue truck, he was jumping up and down with happiness, he ran to show it to Wyatt and his father.

One thing I remember clearly...Sometime during the party. Wyatt and Chris were playing to be airplanes, and they were running all around with the new pair of planes, Chris had gotten. At one point, Wyatt accidentally went too close to his brother, running, and of course Chris felt down. It was nothing, I mean the little guy didn't have the slightest scratch. He didn't even cry. But everybody ran to him, his dad wanted to heal him. My daughters and Paige were asking Chris if he was fine, and if he was sure that he was fine. After that, Piper turned to Wyatt.

-"WYATT, how could you do that to your little brother? He is little you know? You are the bigger one, the strongest one. You ALWAYS have to watch out for your brother and be careful with him. DO you understand?" She yelled at him.

Chris was annoyed by the excess of attention and Wyatt was crying.

-"I didn't mean to, mom. It was an accident"

Poor Wyatt! Chris hugged his brother and took him to another room. Mostly pissed at his parents for treating Wyatt like that. Did I say Chris had a very built up character for a four year old? Well, let me tell you. I think that when big Chris died, all his temper, his self sufficiency, his stubbornness, went directly to his little version.

Wyatt...I never knew his other version, just what Chris told me about him. In this life, was a sweet, though pretty shy boy. It was easy to see how Wyatt could have been traumatized easily, since he was hyper sensitive, and everything affected him. Wyatt might had have more "powers" than Chris, he might have been stronger in the magical world. But character wise, Chris was a lot stronger than Wyatt.

Wyatt adored his brother and his little brother adored him. You could see how much they cared for each other. It was pretty sweet.

I was going to ran to the boys, but my daughter beat me to it. I guess she wanted to apologize, I hope she wanted to apologize.

When it was time to blow the candles. Leo sat Chris on his lap, piper at one side, and Wyatt at the other.

Leo talked to Wyatt in a an apologizing way.

-" So, we went to your parents' meeting at school yesterday, Wyatt. And your teacher said that you are doing very, very good. That you are very smart first grade boy and that you are learning how to spell Wyatt and Chris and Mommy and Daddy."

-"We are very proud of you, honey. Are you going to show us later how you do it?" Said Piper with a smile.

Wyatt smiled widely at his parents.

-"What do MY teachers say, Daddy?" Ask Chris eagerly.

-"Your teachers say you are the smartness kid in kindergarten" He said hugging him tightly and kissing his cheek "And that in order for you to grow smarter and smarter every day your daddy have to tickle you for ten minutes every day, starting NOW" and he started tickling.

-"Nah.. stop" Said Chris laughing uncontrollable.

-"I can't control it.. it has taken possession of my body... look my other hand has been taken too" said Leo playfully while he started tickling Wyatt too with his other hand.

They were both laughing uncontrollably, the scene was so perfect. You can't even begin to imagine. Did I mention that my grandsons were the cutest in the world? I think I did.. but just in case.

After Chris blew the candles. He ran to play with his toys. To my surprise and delight, of all the new toys he had, he picked my truck.

-"Hey kiddo, so, you liked my truck?"

-"yes grandpa.. it's the best" Said Chris enthusiastically.

-"Can I play too? I think you promised me a little play time, when I arrived" I asked picking him up and sitting him on my lap.

-"sure" he said cheerfully.

-"You know you are my special boy, right?" I gave him a soundly kiss.

-"No grandpa.. Wy is the special boy. He is the double blessss, that is why he ALWAYS has to take care of me. I am just Chris"

He didn't sound angry, or sad, or jealous. It was more like a statement. Something he had heard a million times before. Wyatt was powerful and Chris was supposed to be protected. Wyatt had turn evil, so he was expected to do everything perfectly and protect his baby brother that had come to save him. Chris died on his father's arm and had had a terrible life, that they wanted to make up for. So Chris was overprotected to an unhealthy limit and Wyatt was expected to be perfect and good. It wasn't till an insane degree, the kids were happy. But, it was a little too much.

Still , there is something about your twenty two year old grandson traveling all the way to the past and just confiding in you to tell you when his mother died, that nothing can replace. Trust me, once you live it you'll know what I am talking about.

-"No, you are MY special boy"

-"really?" He lighten up, his huge eyes went even bigger and sparkled

-"Of course you are.. I have an idea, what do you say if you come to have dinner with me on Thursday night, a boys night, just you and me?"

-"Just you and me?"

-"Yes, unless you want to bring somebody else"

-"No grandpa... I want to have a boys night just you and me... promise??"

-"Sounds like a plan kiddo"

It's funny, after that, Thursday night was our night.

A/N: Ok.. of course, he is just 4 life can't be THAT different yet.

Jopru: Thank you so much, I hope you liked this one too. I am glad you think I sounded like Victor, I tried. The typos.. I am sorry, be nice with me... English is not my first language and is late at night :) . I know.. lame excuse...but.. well we take what we can get!

Chris Drew Lover: I know.. I have the same feeling every time I read any story of Chris' bad life.. and now I am writing one... hmm, but well.. I didn't make Leo a total jerk, just a plainly stupid guy. Well I don't think this will make you laugh.. I'll get to making you laugh.. promise.. but for now, I hope you can accept a couple of AWWW...