(this chapter isn't my best work, but I wanted to post this)

Chapter 8 – When All Seems Lost and Forgotten

Chris and The Angel of Death stood in the spiritual plane of P3.

"Where am I?" Chris asked standing in an empty P3.
"You're dead." The Angel of Death, "Successful at suicide, I should say. Coward."

"Coward?" Chris shot back
"Unable to death with your Mothers death, feeling sorry for yourself. You ended your life with self pity hoping to bring attention to yourself!"
"Now wait a second-"
"You should have seen your brother."
Chris stopped
"He was like a child, crying and fighting for you."
"He fought you?!"
"Yes and failed. Now if we can, I have more souls to collect." The Angel of Death faced the stair way of P3 and waved his hand and the vortex appeared.

Sniffling, Wyatt sat on his bed. He sat in the lonely dark room sitting against the wall on his bed, facing Chris'. He looked at everything, Chris' track jerseys, his notebook of spells and potions, his backpack, his everything. Wyatt was to weak to keep strong, he tried to stay strong so that Melinda wouldn't notice anything, but Phoebe would have told her daughter by now. He sobbed, this was so painful and brutal.

Why did Chris have to do a stupid thing like that, why? , "Why Chris?" Wyatt said silently through his tears.

"Wyatt?" Chris said right before he stepped into the vertex.
"Your brother is not here." The Angel said, "Get into the portal."

"No I heard him." Chris said, "I heard him say my name. I want to see him."
"No." The Angel said, "Now into the Portal." The Angel becoming impatient pushed Chris in.

Wyatt gasped hard, something hurt his heart. But then everything hurt these past few weeks, emotionally and mentally. Wyatt laid down on his bed, he didn't care that he was wearing the same, pants, shirt, socks and shoes for two days straight and that he was beginning to smell. He didn't care about anything anymore, he suddenly began to fell what Chris must have felt.

Phoebe and Paige sat on the couch in the living room as a body blanketed laid on the floor.

Phoebe had tears all over her cheeks, Paige seemed to be holding it in.

"You saw him in the club." Phoebe said

"Yes." Paige replied

"Laying their, what was Wyatt doing?"
"He said, when the Angel of Death came to collect Chris' soul, that he tried to fight them off, but he couldn't that the Angel pinned him against the wall, as he took his soul."
Phoebe sniffled, and pictured Wyatt fighting the Angel.
Paige and Phoebe looked at the body for a long time, without saying a word.

Chris seemed to walk towards a light, walking he got more forward. Oh god, he thought, The lunatics were right, there is a light. Wait that means that there is a god, whoa. Am I going to meet him, Am I going to meet all the angels? Am I going to see mom?

As Chris walked more toward the light all these questions were coming to his mind. And as he reached the light, he saw a figure standing their in brown hair, and a white robe, it had his back to him.
"Come here Christopher."
The figure said. Chris looked from the back, is this Jesus? Am I going to see the real dude? Chris walked more towards him and then as he walked to view the figures face it seemed that the face could not be seen. It was as if the figure was turning so that Chris could not see it.

"Stop, moving." Chris said
"I am not."
"Then why can't I see your face."
"you're not suppose to be here."
Chris stopped.

"What do you mean?" Chris asked
"It's not your time. At least not yet, But I asked the Angel of Death to bring you here anyway."
"Why?"
"To do this!" The figure's armed was raised and Chris felt the ground from under him drop, and all went black.

"Another funeral." Phoebe said to Paige as they now stood in the kitchen.

"Piper's life insurance policy should help cover those costs." Paige said

Phoebe and Paige walked over to the table and sat down.
"What about Wyatt?" Phoebe said, "he's taking Chris death harder then Pipers."

"Well think about it sweetie, when Piper died, Wyatt turned to Chris as the last one, and when Leo left he-" Phoebe was cut off
"Wyatt and Chris were the last ones off of Piper's line."

"But what about when we saw Chris as an adult?" Paige asked

"Things changed." Phoebe said, "I guess when he changed all those things, he changed his own destiny." Phoebe closed her eyes and when she opened them they were full of tears. "I can't believe he's gone."

Paige embraced her sister.
"It's okay, we will get through this."

"What about Wyatt? He needs us right now." Phoebe said
"You're right." Paige said, "do you think we should pay him a visit."

Phoebe wiped her eyes dry and then they glowed white.

Wyatt was laying on his bed, crying, holding a picture or him and Chris at Chris' 8th grade graduation.

Her eyes returned to normal.

"What did you see?" Paige asked
"Wyatt, come on." Phoebe said taking Paige's hand. They got up together and walked up stairs. As they went into the living room they passed the body of Chris, it was a sad scene. They wiped their eyes and went up to Wyatt's door. Paige knocked.

"Sweetie." Paige said opening it, she opened it to darkness and sniffling. "Wyatt." She said turning on the light and seeing Wyatt's back towards them and him on the bed. Wyatt didn't say a thing. They walked over to him, Phoebe got on the bed, next to Wyatt and Paige went on the other side and sat on the floor to hold Wyatt's hand.

Wyatt looked terrible. His eyes were red, his face soaked with tears. And his eyes only looked at the moon that ruled the night sky outside.

Phoebe laid next him, flatting his hair with her hand, and Paige taking his hand.

"Please, don't." Wyatt said

"Okay." Phoebe said stopping.

Wyatt tried to let go of Wyatt's hand, but she wouldn't let go. He tried to tug her hand away. She shook her head. He tugged again.
"Please." Wyatt said
"No." Paige said
"Please, Paige." He said as more tears formed in his eyes.
"No, you're not alone."
Wyatt tugged again. "Let go."
"No, we're hear for you, please don't do this to yourself."
Wyatt closed his eyes and shuttered and sobbed.

"Please." He said getting up, but Paige didn't let go.
"Aunt Paige, please!" Wyatt said standing their as she held his hand.
"No Wyatt." Paige said standing up.
"Chris may be gone and so maybe mom, but Phoebe and I are here; and you're not alone."

Wyatt's blue eyes looked right back into Paige's. His' chin shook and tears flowed down from his eyes, and cried, but, as Paige was taking him for a hug, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground, hitting his desk.

"Oh god." Paige said, Phoebe got off the bed and went to Wyatt.
Wyatt fell to the ground and sobbed. Paige hugged him. Wyatt cried into her shoulder.
"Why did he leave him, this is not fair." He said

"I know it's not." Phoebe finally said, "But it was his choice."
"But I need him I need him."
"I know." Paige said

"Excuse me." Wyatt said getting up, and walked out.
Paige and Phoebe sighed.

Wyatt ran downstairs and to his little brother laying on the floor. He sat next to him.
"Chris." He said, "I am sorry that I've failed you and I am sorry for everything. But there is nothing left for me here, and I am going to go. Alright." He lifted the blanket and looked at his brothers dead face. It was pale and his lips blue. He sobbed.
"I love you Chris, and I always will. Even what is to come, I will always remember you." Wyatt placed the blanket back over his brothers face. And Orbed away.

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Thor stood in the chamber in which the council table was, and Wyatt's orbed appeared behind him. Thor turned around and looked at Wyatt. A smirked appeared on his face, as a look of triumph as he saw the witches face.

"Come to join the rest of your family?" Thor asked
"No." Wyatt replied, "I've come to join you."

Back at the manor under the blanket Chris Halliwell's eyes opened.