Chapter 15

My God how was he going to do this? How could he take the life of the only person he lived for, the only person he loved? He had sworn from day one to protect his little brother at all cost. To make sure he always felt loved, happy and safe. Oh how he adored his little brother, the same little boy who he taught how to walk, talk, ride a bike, how to dress, how to get the girls attention, everything. Wyatt had almost as much a hand in raising the boy as his own mother did and now he would be forced to take his life.

Damn you Christopher, he thought painfully. Why are you doing this to me? Don't you know how much I need you? How meaningless my life will be without you, he thought as he allowed more tears to escape his eyes. The man stood looking out of the window sobbing like a child and showing a dastardly amount of weakness, but he didn't care. He was about to lose his little brother, his best friend, his everything and the worst thing about it was, that the boy would die by his hand.

Meanwhile Piper Halliwell and Leo Wyatt watched on helplessly as the future version of the Elder broke down after being informed of what was about to happen. This wasn't what he wanted to come back to after being shipped off to magic school while the others handled the Phantoms. He had expected to come back to smiles and happy faces, something that would give him peace and something to rejoice over when he faded away in about two hours time, but no. Instead he was met with the horrible news that his little boy was infected and about to be killed by his older sibling. He couldn't help but cruse himself.

After all if it wasn't for the fact that he had killed his own son in his timeline, then the younger boy wouldn't be in this situation. Instead he would be out killing demons and saving his brother just as he had planned. His weeping made it hard for him to breathe as he thought about how happy the boy was a few short minutes ago, pleased to know that his parents had loved him after all and it was the work of Phantoms that had driven the couple to commit such heinous crimes against him. Now, none of that mattered. The boy was set to die soon and there was nothing that he could do about it.

"The summoning spell is ready" said a somber Paige as she handed the piece of paper and the athame necessary to trap the sprit to the boy's older brother who took it in his hand without turning around.

Piper's heart was broken not only for herself and her husband but for her oldest child who had the unfortunate task of murdering his own brother while still dealing with the mistakes of the past. My poor baby she thought as she crossed the room to stand next to him. She was about to comfort him as best she could when his voice interrupted hers.

"I don't want any of you in the room when I do this" the man spoke in a low tone of voice.

"No, we're not going to let you do this alone Wyatt"

"You don't have a choice Mom. It's been just me and Chris for a long time now and that's the way it's going to be till the end" the man said while cursing himself as he allowed yet another tear to escape.

"Maybe we shouldn't do this, maybe there's another way"

"THERE'S NO OTHER WAY!" the male witch yelled causing the attic to return to it's original silence. "What, do you actually think I want to kill my own brother?"

"No honey that's not what I'm saying" the woman was barely audible through her heavy sobbing.

Taking in his mother's warn appearance the boy softened his voice.

"I'm sorry Mom, but I don't want to talk about this any more. It's hard enough as it is and with you questioning me every three seconds isn't helping"

"I understand" was all the woman was able to say before running out of the attic in hysterics as both versions of her husband followed.

"Wyatt" the boy's eldest aunt began.

"Aunt Phoebe please, I can't. You and aunt Paige need to leave so I can do this"

The two women looked at each other with tear filled eyes before following their nephew's orders, leaving the attic and closing the door shut behind them.

Taking a deep breath and steadying his shaken hands Wyatt read the spell to summon to younger brother.

Vacate Lot

The body of the possessed Christopher Halliwell knelt down on the side of a parked car and waited for his victim to arrive. It was a male witch that was responsible for bashing him to the underworld several years ago and now that he had a body and was free, he was eager to have his revenge.

"Come on witch" he hissed as the man suddenly appeared.

He then made his way to his car as the evil sprit walked around it and kicked him in the back hard.

"Remember me witch?" he said as he advanced on the man who's head was too badly injured to defend himself.

"No, I'm sorry you much have the wrong person" the man responded hoping that his statement would be enough to deter his assailant.

"Oh how soon we forget. But don't worry you'll remember every detail once I'm finished with you" he said as he took another step in the witch's direction before mysteriously disappearing much to the man's delight.

Halliwell Manor

"Hello little brother" Wyatt spoke as the body of his younger brother appeared before him.

"I don't have time for this nonsense so allow me to make short work of you" the man said throwing another plasma ball in the man's direction.

"Nice try. Let's see how you like this" the man replied as he through a high voltage energy ball at the evil being who also dodged it as well.

"Not to shabby" he said with a smirk as he used Chris's TK to knock the older man off of his feet before landing on the floor hard himself, courteous of the twice blessed son.

"As much as I love our little get together I have a witch I need to kill so let's agree to a truce of sorts. You let me keep your little brother's body and I'll allow you and the rest of your family to live"

"I don't think so" replied Wyatt. "I'm sorry little brother, I'm so, so sorry" he continued as he flamed out, a move that surprised his opponent. Until he felt a burning sensation in his back before falling into a pair of very strong arms as that held him gently as rocking him back and forth as they sat on the ground.

"NOOOO" the being yelled before getting sucked into thee athame.

"Wy" the boy was now able to speak as his brother sobbed in his ear.

"Yeah Chris"

"It's ok, you did what you had to" the boy choked out before going into a coughing fit.

"I love you so much Chris" the man cried into his brothers head as he continued to hold him tightly as if never wanting to let go.

"No it's…it's…not" the boy spoke softer and slower.

"Shh don't talk. I'm sorry I can't heal you but it automatically reverses time and allow the Phantom to possess your body again" the man cried out again helplessly.

"I know. Remember…I'm…the…walking…book…of…shadows" the boy smiled through the pain. "Wy"

"Yeah, what is it little brother?"

"I'm cold" the boy responded to his brother who knew the end was near.

"Before…I…die…please...pro…promise…me…me…something"

"Anything" was all the older witch was able to say.

"That…you'll…look…after…Mom and Dad"

"I promise Chris"

"And don't forget…that…that… I…love…you" the boy said before taking one last breath, closing his eyes and dying in his brother's arms.

"NOOOO" Wyatt screamed as he clenched his brother's dead boy in his hands.

Hearing their son's pained screams Piper and Leo rushed into the room as a inconsolable Paige, Phoebe and future Leo watched from the doorway.

Without a word spoken the mother and father knelt down next to their boys and wrapped their arms around them. The three members of the Halliwell-Wyatt family sat together grieving the lost of their brother and son while holding onto each other as tightly as they could until the body of their youngest member disappeared leaving them with nothing but pain, anger and emptiness.