Okay, so I was able to add the rest of what I've written so far... Enjoy.

Read and Review if you like, but I had to get it outof my head - So,I will finish it whether or not I get any reviews... But please do review if you have a moment. Thanks again.

Future Paige opened the bedroom door enough to see Chris. He was standing at the window. Chris wasn't looking out the window, just at the window. She took a few steps into the bedroom and asked in a quiet, caring voice,

"Hey, there kiddo. How're you doing? Did you get good sleep?"

Chris didn't turn to look at her. She took a few more steps towards her nephew.

"It's a beautiful day. Do you want to do anything special?"

She asked knowing if he did answer that it would be 'no'. Still no answer. She took a few more steps towards Chris, until she was standing right next to him.

She reached out slowly and touched his chin with the back of her hand. Nothing. No response! 'This is good', Future Paige thought. 'Better this than manic.' She figured.

She stroked the side of Chris' face a little and touched his shoulder.

Still nothing. "You want something to eat, sweetie?" She tried. No response.

Future Paige persisted. "The kids are spending the night at Victor's. You could come downstairs if you want for a while." She suggested.

No answer. "Victor asked how you were." "He asked me to say "Hi" and that he'd come see you tomorrow when he drops the kids off."

She waited. Mentioning his Grampa usually got some kind of response from Chris.

He turned his head slowly and looked at his aunt. She smiled brightly and said, "There you are. I haven't seen those gorgeous eyes in a few days."

"Can I get you anything, Honey?" she asked.

Then it came.

"Aunt Paige?" Chris spoke.

"Yes, sweetie?" She said.

"What year is it?"

"It's 2026, sweetie." She replied. "Oh, I thought so." Chris said with disappointment.

Future Paige hugged Chris to her gently. He was limp in her arms.

"What's the matter, kiddo?" She asked waiting for a response. Hoping, praying he would continue talking. She knew everyone was listening outside the door.

"I miss them so much." He finally offered.

"I've messed up everything." "I'm sorry." Chris began to cry a little.

"Sshh, it's okay." She said trying to sooth him.

Chris' head rested on Future Paige's shoulder with his face towards the door, eyes not focusing on anything particular at the moment.

Out in the hall, Piper made a decision. She would soon regret it, but she couldn't stand it anymore. She poked her head into the doorframe immediately locking eyes with her son.

Chris stiffened and backed away from his Aunt, falling to the floor in the corner between his bed and the window. He just thrust his arms over his head and repeated,

"Not real, not real! Go away!" over and over again.

Future Paige whipped around noticing Piper at the door. Angry, she hurried to the door and shut it – in Piper's face.

Scared, pissed and embarrassed. Piper sighed and was ready to open the door again when a hand grabbed hers.

"Don't" Wyatt ordered.

"Let her calm him down first." He finished.

"Excuse me!" Piper huffed in that "I'm your Mother, how dare you order me around!" tone. Wyatt released his grip and said calmly,

"Just give her time to calm him down."

"She's not going to prevent you from ever seeing him!" He finished.

Piper took another deep breath and waited. Leo gave her another hug and a "Thank You" glance at Wyatt.

In the bedroom Future Paige knelt down eyelevel to Chris and touched his knee.

"Chris? Chris open your eyes." She demanded. He did as told.

"Good, now let's get up." "Come on." She helped him up and onto the edge of the bed.

Once settled, she wiped stray tears from his cheek and asked rhetorically, "All better?" Chris grabbed the closest pillow and hugged it to him. Future Paige sat next to him and began to explain.

"Chris, I need you to listen really hard to what I say. Okay?" he nodded.

"Okay, good." She swallowed.

"What you saw was real." "You know about the 'other Chris', obviously. And time travel?" his aunt asked, hoping this was going to be minimally traumatic on all of them.

No response!

"Focus Chris !" He flinched and nodded. Future Paige cursed herself for the tone she used.

"Okay, well. That's your mom outside the door. She came from the past. To see you, sweetie." Future Paige was rubbing Chris' arm.

"To see you and Wyatt." "She's real and here and wants to see you, honey." "Can you understand?" Chris was thinking. He nodded again.

Future Paige smiled and asked, "Can I let her in then? I promise it will be okay!"

Chris took a deep breath and responded very quietly, "Okay."

She got up to go open the door. She poked her head out and whispered,

"Just Piper for now." Piper looked at Leo, "Go ahead" he assured, and she took her sister's hand and slowly disappeared into the bedroom.

Piper noticed the new décor immediately. 'Sad', Piper thought. Chocolate brown bedding, a matching sofa chair and pale wood headboard, dresser and desk. No TV, radio, alarm clock or pictures in sight.

Surveying the room she wanted to avoid making eye contact with Chris. She didn't want to upset him - again . 'I'll wait for him to initiate.' She thought. Piper said on the bed next to her son.

Future Paige spoke to Chris who had his chin buried in the pillow he was hugging. "Chris, look at me." She said. Chris looked up at her. Smiling and pointing to Piper, Future Paige asked,

"Hey, there she is. Would you like talk to her?"

Chris turned his head in Piper's direction and with great trepidation asked,

"Are you really real." Piper's heart was in her throat.

She swallowed and said "Yes, Baby."

Piper went to hug him but stopped herself. Instead she waited for him to make the next move.