Thank you for the reviews. I am so pleased that you are all enjoying my story. It gives me a boost to continue more quickly.
Author Note: I am so sorry that I haven't mentioned this before now. But, my story does contain some 'mild language' that isn't suitable for everyone.
I've been reading Charmed Fan Fiction for a while now, and the ideas just started flowing and I couldn't ignore them any longer. So far, this story has basically written itself. Although, I do feel a touch of writer's block coming on.

Now on with the story:

Chapter 10

The room was too quiet. Wyatt and Future Paige picked at their food.
Phoebe was scanning the room nervously thinking, 'What in the world is going on up there? Come on!'
As Paige took a sip from her lemonade and asked,

"Does Chris talk at all about what he did? I mean – you have 'no clue' how he got this way?"
"Got me?" Wyatt said, desperately wishing he knew.
"He doesn't really let me near him too much."
"Either I get upset seeing him upset and it freaks him out, or, he's just plain scared by something the 'Other Chris' knew or experienced." Wyatt said sadly.

"In the beginning I would try to talk to him, but when he's manic I just make everything worse." "Now I just wait till he's asleep, then I sit with him."
"I miss him, ya know?" "We were best friends." Wyatt said.
"He hasn't even met his God son yet."
"He was so excited about being an uncle." Wyatt added picking at his sandwich, peeling a bit of cheese of and placing it in his mouth.

Phoebe reached across the table and squeezed his hand. "I'm sorry."

"He hasn't said anything particularly coherent to me about what he might have done." Future Paige interjected.

"Actually judging by the way Chris reacted to Piper earlier and the fact that we haven't been needed upstairs. I'd say that Leo and Piper are more likely to get that information from him." She concluded.
"He's okay, isn't he Wy?" she asked her nephew.
"Yeah! Far as I can tell, he's good. Happy even!" Wyatt answered her relieved and surprised.
"Well that's good. Isn't it?" Phoebe asked.
"Definitely!" Future Paige exclaimed.

"I just don't understand why Grams wouldn't help?" Paige asked annoyed.
"I know. It's not like her to be purposely cruel." "I mean we know how Grams feels about men in general, but…" Phoebe said disbelieving.
"Still, when it comes to family…I mean, come on." "Chris is her great-grandson for crying out loud!" Paige said, getting revved up.
"Why would she help Wyatt and not Chris?"
"That doesn't make sense."
"After all, she met him, the 'other him', before - and knows what kind of person he was."
"What he did for our family – her family!" said Paige.

"Yeah, get murdered trying to save me!" Wyatt lamented.

Silence filled the room.

Future Paige had 'thought' that she successfully explained to him what happened back then. She had explained to him that 'that Chris' was determined to prevent Wyatt from losing himself to evil. She felt that her nephew had understood and accepted it.

Apparently…she was wrong!

She was about to have another go at explaining when Paige spoke up.
"Wyatt? Do you love your brother?" Paige asked sharply.
"Of course!" He answered shocked at the question.
"If you could choose between your mom – alive, and Chris happy and healthy, which one would you choose?" She continued.
Although Wyatt wasshocked by the question he answered without even thinking. "Chris." That admission surprised him and a look of guilt was written on his face which Paige picked up on.
"You don't have to feel bad about that Wyatt!" "Your mom felt the same when she was asked that exact question." Paige informed him.

(Author Note: I vaguely remember a scene like that but not the details. So if I have it a bit mixed up, please forgive me.)

"Your brother loves you, as you do him. And he wants the best for you -Whatever the time-line!" Paige explained.
"He did what he did to save you."
"Haven't you done everything you could think of to help him right now?" she asked.
Wyatt nodded.
"And wouldn't you do anything else you could?" she asked.
He nodded again.
"Okay then!" "Accept the fact that 'that Chris' did everything he could to help you – and 'Thank God' it worked." Paige finished forcing her grown nephew to look her in the eyes. She gave him a pat on the hand and a loving smile.

'Wow - that was pretty impressive. I'm good.' Future Paige said to herself.

"You guys? Maybe Grams did try to help Chris?" Phoebe said with a queasy feeling growing in her stomach. Everybody looked at her like she'd just grown another head.

"Way to change the subject there, Pheebs." Future Paige said.

"Sorry, but look - I mean usually when she's being stubborn about something, it's because she hiding something or thinks we just don't need to know. Right?" Phoebe stated.

They all thought for a moment and suddenly a collective light bulb went on for all of them.

"Oh my God…It couldn't be?" Future Paige exclaimed loudly, and completely forgetting that they could orb, jumped up from the table and ran upstairs.

In the bedroom…

Piper again asked, "Chris, sweetie. You mentioned earlier something about Grams?" "You shouldn't have gone to her. Is that what you said?" she proceeded. "What did you mean by that sweetie?" she asked sitting on the bed with Chris between herself and Leo.

Every moment that passed Piper was more certain that Grams played a large part in all of this. Piper too, got an uneasy feeling in her stomach. She exchanged looks with Leo who had notcaught up to her train of thought yet and was about to ask what she was getting at, but he didn't want to prevent Chris from continuing to talk.

"Chris?" They both asked. Before he could think to say anything – the bedroom door flew open.

Wyatt, Future Paige, Phoebe and Paige all stood in the doorframe eager to explain when they realized their mistake. Leo and Piper were startled and poor Chris looked like a dear in headlights.With everyone's eyes on him, including people he didn't know were even there, Chris yelped, began hyperventilating,and disappeared in a swirl of orbs!

Piper jerked her head around searching for him while Leo sat motionless, staring at the empty spot previously occupied by his son. Everyone was stunned, except Wyatt and Future Paige.

"I'm so sorry you guys!" Paige said to Piper and Leo.

"What were you guys thinking?" Piper replied angry and scared.

"It's okay, Piper." Future Paige explained.
Piper gave her the most obvious 'are you insane! It's not okay – he's GONE!' look she had.

"He can't orb far, remember?" Future Paige reminded them.

"He's in the bathroom." She told them nonchalantely.

"Look, I'm sorry we scared all of you, Chris especially."

"But we thought of something and well – someone explain while I go check on him. I'll see if I can get him to come out." Future Paige offered.

As she gently knocked on the bathroom door and disappeared behind it Piper ordered, "Okay, EXPLAIN, now!"

Wyatt took it upon himself to try. He sighed and began, "Well, see – we were all talking, wondering what happened and well, we started kicking around ideas, and well…" Wyatt was usually a very articulate person, but at the moment he couldn't form one coherent sentence.

"We think Grams did this to Chris!" Phoebe finished. Normally Wyatt would be pissed at her for this, but at the moment, Wyatt was grateful.

Leo finally heard that and yelled, "What?" as he got up off of the bed.
"I think they're right Leo." Piper concluded.
"Really? You agree?" Wyatt asked surprised.
"Chris said something earlier to Leo that I only just remember hearing." Piper explained.
"I think Chris went to Grams for help." She concluded flatly.

"Help, I don't call this – HELP! Do you?" Wyatt was livid and shouting. "Sshh…It'll be okay." Paige consoled, in an attempt to calm him.

In the bathroom Chris his aunt could hear everything. "How are you holding up?" She asked Chris. Both sitting on the tile floor, listening. Chris had his knees bent with his palms to his face covering his eyes. 'All of this because of me. I did this. It's my fault!' he thought to himself.

Future Paige was more than a little worried about Chris. This was a lot to handle in one day. Usually it took 'every ounce' of will and strength he had just to deal with being awake and trying to think clearly.

She reached out and touched Chris' forearm, brushed his hair back from his face wanting him to respond to her. Pretty soon he did. He looked up from his palms directly into her eyes. She gave him a wink and a tap on the nose. He returned with a slight smile but just said…

Sorry, writer's block hit BIG TIME… I need time to come up with the next line… But, I didn't want to make anyone wait too long.

More to come