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Chapter 6
"Da... Leo is here?" Wyatt asked shocked.
"How can that be?" Chris asked.
"Well we actually didn't expect them, but he always came when he wanted." Prue answered.
The two boys looked panicked.
"We have to go." Wyatt said.
"What? ... So he is your father?" Piper asked.
"Does he know that you are witches? If Grams would know that." Phoebe said.
"Did you run away?" Prue asked.
"No and we have to leave...and please don't tell anybody about us." Wyatt said and grabbed Chris hand.
"How are you going to leave?...and will we see you again?" Piper asked.
"We promise we will explain it...see ya" and with these words Wyatt orbed out, followed by Chris.
Just as they orbed out and the sisters still staring at the point where they were just a second ago... Grams entered with Leo.
"Grams!" Phoebe said smiling innocently.
"Don't give me that look Phoebe Halliwell. I know you good enough when you are hiding a secret" Grams said.
"Great!" Piper and Prue said.
"Just this time I know what you are hiding." Grams said.
"I doubt it." Phoebe whispered to her sisters.
"Let me try..." Grams said, who has heared Phoebes words.
"...You just met two young guys who are actually witches." Grams answered.
The sisters stared at her with disbelieve.
"How could you know?" Phoebe asked who immediately got hidden by her sisters.
"Where are they?" Leo suddenly said. And the sisters looked at him.
Prue sighted. "So they really run...or disappeared away from home?"
"What?" Leo and Grams looked at her.
"They are your sons right?" Piper asked.
"I have any children." Leo answered. "Did they say that? ... Well were are they?" He seemed to be confused.
"Not your children? ... So you are not a witch?" Phoebe asked.
"Or an angel?... what was it... Whitelighter." Piper said.
"My god! Didn't their parents told them about future consequences?" Grams sighted.
"Future consequences?" Prue asked.
"We have no time for that. Were are they?" Leo said and seemed to panic as he was walking through Pipers room.
"They disappeared ..." Piper said.
"...In white light." Prue finished.
The two adults looked at the children confused.
"Didn't you say they were witches?" Grams asked.
"The Elders said: Two witches from the future are in the Halliwell Manor with the Charmed Ones." Leo said.
"What are we going to do?" Chris asked his brother. They were sitting on the Golden Gate Bridge.
"Wait a few hours and then return. If we want to go back then we have to leave were we appeared.... I think." Wyatt answered.
"OK... Don't you think that it is suspicious that Leo visited today?" Chris asked.
"Who knows. I only hope we get home as soon as possible...I have a date tomorrow."
Chris couldn't believe what his brother was saying. But then he changed his mind and said.
"Do you have a plan?" He said.
"What about a spell and a potion? I mean your spell wasn't really strong... it can't be too different to reveres it." Wyatt said.
"Thank you!" Chris only said and then he orbed out.
"Chris! What the hell is going on with you?" Wyatt said and started to sense for Chris.
Chris was angry...he even didn't know exactly why... but being trapped in the past with his perfect brother was just so... frustrating.
He thought about his mother, who was just 13 years old and his aunt Prue, who he has never met...
As he opened his eyes he was standing in front of the P3... or better the place where it was going to be in more then 10 years. Now it was... also a club...but in Chris eyes not very attractive.
"Hello...Whitelighter!" Chris turned around and saw a Darklighter standing in front of him...
"I didn't know that also babies can be Whitelighters!" The Darklighter grinned. "But it's only easier for me..." He took an arrow and aimed...
But Chris felt anger again, he used his telekinesis powers to throw the arrow away...
At the beginning the Darklighter was shocked, but that didn't last long... "Interesting ... really interesting... but it won't save you... whatever you are."
Just as Chris wanted to orb away two more Darklighters appeared and held him. The first Darklighter aimed again... and shoot.