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Chris sat on the counter in the kitchen as his mother and aunts ordered the requested pizza and began to make Sara and his favorite cookies. He was lost in thought when Piper began to talk to him.

"Is she ok?"

"Huh?" Chris asked when he realized she was talking to him.

"Sara," Piper repeated. "Is she ok?"

"She'll be fine." Chris muttered as he hopped down from the counter and walked over to his older brother's toddler self. "She just needs time. All of this is a lot to take in."

Just as he picked up Wyatt, Leo orbed back in holding his nervous looking daughter's hand. It was obvious both had been crying from the redness of their eyes. Chris was taken aback at seeing this side of his father. The Leo he knew wasn't much into sentiments. Perhaps…

"Is that Wyatt?" Sara blurted breaking Chris' train of thought. Her eyes were riveted on the small blonde haired boy in Chris' arms. Chris smiled down at the solemn boy then looked back up at Sara.

"Cute isn't he?"

"Adorable," Sara breathed as she moved over to them. Just as Sara was within reach Wyatt's shield flew into place surrounding himself and Chris. Sara's eyes were at first confused then horror stricken. Wyatt had never raised his shield to his sister in all of her life and Sara could only guess why he did now.

Chris quickly convinced Wyatt to lower the shield but damage had already been done. His sister was shaking violently as she hurriedly backed away.

"Damn," Chris murmured handing Wyatt to Paige as he followed his shaken sister from the room. He turned as Leo began to follow as well. "Stay here."

"Chris…"

"Just leave us alone for a little while." Chris growled threateningly. "We'll be fine."

Leo nodded and stepped back as Chris quickly left the room. Leo was beginning to wonder if his son was ever going to like him. He felt confused as to what had just happened. He couldn't understand why Wyatt would raise his shield against Sara and why it would upset her so much. After all he was only a toddler.

"Sara?" Chris called as he reached the attic. While he couldn't see her, he could fell her emotional presence. Sighing he focused on her jumbled thoughts as he scanned the shadowed attic. Just as he spotted her huddled in the far corner she slammed her shields up blocking her thoughts from him and disrupting their telepathic connection.

"Ow!" Chris snapped as he sat down next to his sister. "That hurt like hell."

"Go away." Came the hoarse whisper.

"And what makes you think that after a lifetime of stubbornness I am just going to walk away and do as you say?" Chris asked trying to pull her away from the dark thoughts he knew were racing through her mind. "I know it hurts Sara."

"You don't have a damn clue what this feels like Chris." Sara growled lifting her head and glaring at him. Her eyes fogged with guilt and anger. "Can't you find something else to do besides overprotective brother duties? Huh? Go have a vanquishing spree, go accuse dad that he's a rotten father, or go piss off some elders. Just leave me alone!"

Her voice startled him. He knew she was hurting but this was a bit extreme for his sister. Wyatt was the sibling known for a quick temper. Sure Sara had a temper that was rivaled by few but you didn't see it very often. He just sat there gazing at his sister waiting for her to open up to him. He was sure that this was likely to piss her off even more but he knew leaving her alone would have far worse consequences.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

"I've got nothing else to do." He calmly stated as he leaned closer to her. "It's not like I'm interrupting your pity party am I?"

"Pity party?" she growled clearly startled that he was picking a fight with her.

"That's what this is isn't it?"

"No."

"I'm just disappointed that you didn't invite me." Chris shrugged as he stood up and gazed sadly down at her. His voice laced with sarcasm. "Like I said I am aware of how much it hurts. I can help if you open up and let me in."

"You don't have a damn clue what this feels like!" she shrieked jumping to her feet, her fists beating into Chris' chest. "I killed him! I killed him and you have no idea what that feels like. I could have just done what he asked and figured out the rest later. I killed my big brother! I am as evil as him. I hate him. I hate him. Why did they have to die? I hate this! How do you know he was turned evil at all, huh? He might have been warped from the beginning. Were just wasting our time. Lets just go home and rebuild Chris. He's dead."

Chris sighed and pulled his now pleading sister into his arms. He knew that provoking her was one way to get her to open up. He had witnessed Wyatt do it many times yet he himself never had to. She was sobbing uncontrollably gripping his shirt in her hands.

"Please Chris, please?" she whispered over and over into his shoulder.

He almost fell apart at the helplessness of her pleas. He pulled himself together though. He knew Sara would be dysfunctional and lost to her guilt if he didn't show her that Wyatt was indeed alive. He also couldn't take the chance that she would try to go skipping back to the future and end up at their brother's mercy. He gently turned her around and prepared to do the only thing he knew would calm her, not noticing Leo's presence in the door way.

"Her pain is more than one can bear,

Show her what hides in future's care.

Ease her guilt with the truth,

Help her see what my words alone can't sooth."

He knew that the spell was sketchy but it was the best he could come up with and he knew it would due the trick. Sara gasped and started to tremble when images from the night before began to project in front of them. Chris held her tightly offering as much comfort as he could. She shuddered as she watched Chris leap in front of her and take Wyatt's sword to the chest, sobbed as she watched them fall through the portal and Wyatt crumple to the attic floor. Assuming that the horrible vision was over she struggled to be released from Chris' arms.

"Why are you doing this?" she whimpered.

"Watch," he commanded softly alerting Sara to fact that it wasn't over.

Wyatt was still crumpled on the floor of the attic yet he still for the shortest moment. With a wave of his hand twinkling blue orbs came seconds after their fall to the past. The orbs disappeared to reveal potion vile that Wyatt quickly drank before he groaned and sat up. The wound was slowly closing to Sara's disbelief. Chris had been right. Wyatt was far from being dead. She really had only succeeded in pissing him off. That much was plain to see. He practically seethed as she listened to him mutter curses.

When the vision ended Sara felt the guilty weight lift off her shoulders and terror grip her heart. Wyatt was going to come for them and he was not going to hold back. Her last thoughts were of Wyatt's anger as she gave into overwhelming exhaustion that had swept over her the moment the vision had ended. She would think about this tomorrow. Tomorrow was another day.

Chris lifted his exhausted sister into his arms and turned to take her down to the guest room. He stopped short when he noticed they were not alone. Leo stood shocked leaning against the doorframe. Chris could tell he had witnessed everything that had taken place in the last twenty minutes.

"What was that?" the elder asked bewildered.

"Just what it looked like," Chris muttered as he walked past their uncomprehending father. "The future."

Chris didn't wait around to hear his father's response but instead continued down the stairs toward the guest room. He knew Sara's sleep was likely to be filled with nightmares that had plagued the both of them for years. While they both had learned to suppress them he knew the events from the last twenty-four hours was likely to bring them flooding back. He gently laid his sister down and covered her with a light blanket. Pulling up a chair he sat down, prepared to keep watch as she slept. When her nightmares began he would be there to offer what comfort he could. It was going to be another long sleepless night.

A short time later he felt rather than heard his mother's entrance. She slowly walked over to them and sat down on the edge of the bed glancing at Sara's sleeping form before looking up to him.

"Leo told me what happened." She stated softly breaking the silence that filled the room. "Is there anything I can do?"

"No," Chris sighed as he gazed sadly at Sara.

"Are you stilled hungry?" Piper couldn't think of anything else to say. Her son looked so heartbroken and lost. "I could bring you some of the pizza up."

"I'm fine."

"You need to eat Chris." She said standing and moving to the door. "I'll send something up." When her only answer was silence Piper sadly shook her head and quietly headed down stairs. She was so distraught she didn't notice the demon that shimmered in until it was almost to late.

"Not today!" she growled as she flicked her hands irritably blowing the demon away. "Feel free to call again some other time."

"Piper!" Leo called as he ran up the stairs after hearing the explosion.

"Just a demon lackey." Piper responded to her worried husbands unspoken question. "I sent him back to whatever hell he crawled out of."

"Are you ok?"

"Just wonderful."

Leo pulled her into his arms. She was horribly upset and he knew the demon had nothing to do with her pain. It was knowing that her children had grown up only be tormented and hunted by their older brother. Knowing that she wasn't there in the future to help them. It was beginning to take its toll on the oldest Charmed one.

"He's so cold." Piper whispered as she pulled away and began to head downstairs.

"Chris?"

"I know he has the whole worlds happiness resting on him but I just wish he would open up and let us try to help him. The harder I try to get close to him the more he pulls away. I feel so helpless."

"All we can do is be here for them. Let them know they are not alone."

"I hope that's enough." She said sadly before disappearing down the stairs.

Leo sighed and headed to the guest room. He stood in the door and watched Chris begin to sooth his sister. It was obvious the girl was caught in the clutches of a horrible dream. Knowing that Chris was the best suited to care for the distressed young woman, Leo forced himself to leave them both alone. Turning away from the painful sight he followed Piper's lead and made way for the kitchen.

A/N: Sorry this took so long to post but I've been away from my computer and out visiting friends in New York City. But I'm back now and I will continue to juggle my busy work life and updating. Please review! Feed the author!