A/N: I already have its sequel forming in my mind! Hope everyone is having a peachy summer. Sorry about the delay in updating but I just had to finish the 6th Harry Potter book the moment I got my hands on it

Disclaimer: Still the same as before, nothing has changed.

Sara was jerked out of peaceful unconsciousness by pain that seemed to engulf the whole of her body and soul. Unable to think about anything but the pain, she screamed. The anguish seemed to last forever before subsiding enough for her to breath. Death, she prayed, would be merciful and come soon. What had she done to warrant this torment? Suddenly memories of the past few days came back to her. The past, Chris, Wyatt, attempting to kill Wyatt. Ok, so there were a few things in the last few days that could have warranted this.

With each passing minute she felt her breathing return to normal, yet she was still unable to open her eyes. She was trapped in her own mind and it wasn't proving to be very fun. Worry for her family and the future was driving her mad. Had her message gotten through to her father or Chris. She was almost positive Chris was about to whirl on her in rage right before she had lost all consciousness. She didn't blame him for the undeniable anger he was bound to feel. And yet for the life of her she couldn't understand why she had never thought of Gideon before. He was all part of her repressed memories, she was sure.

Sara was brought out of her one sided conversation with her mind when she heard Chris' voice. It was as if he was trying to sooth her. Had those screams reached his ears?

"I'm here Sara." His voice sounded so very far away, yet she knew he was in all reality by her side. "I'm going to fix this."

She tried calling back to him. Tried to let him know that she could hear him. Her brother's voice again came to her, though it seemed even father away and more muffled. She was starting to fade when her father's voice also floated to her. Was that Wyatt's voice as well? No, her oldest brother was no more. He was nothing but a monster that made Hitler look like a novice in the ways of genocide and world domination.

Sara had cried many tears for the brother she had lost. In her mind Wyatt had died a good eight months before her parents. The Wyatt she loved remained that of a mischievous young boy in her mind. She was surprised that she could once again recall his blue eyes alight with spunk and a smile upon his young face. His calming presence that was with her whenever she was afraid and his over protectiveness were things about Wyatt, Sara had long forgotten. So why were they coming back now?

Her childhood had revolved around her two brothers. Paige and Phoebe had always teased her for being such a tomboy. They had thought it was weird that Sara always wanted to be involved with her brother's adventures and even weirder that Chris and Wyatt had never objected to playing with their baby sister. How she wanted that brother from so long ago to once again come back to her. She tried to call out to both of them. She had wished upon many falling stars for Wyatt to return. Maybe all she needed to do was call.

"Wyatt!"

Chris and Wyatt were locked in a battle of wills when Sara's pleading call to Wyatt sounded from her fever-ridden form. Both brothers halted in their savage attack of energy balls and telekinetic force to glance over at their sister. While green eyes were filled with pain, the blue seemed to soften and become worried before returning to their earlier icy shade.

"She's dying Wy," Chris whispered dropping his hands. He no longer wanted to fight. It was hopeless. Wyatt always won in the end anyway. Sara was going to die and then he would be alone. It seemed only fitting that he hold on to what family he had. Even if that family was his power obsessed brother.

"So it would seem." Chris heard the slight change in Wyatt's unfeeling voice. It was softer. Wyatt had been right when he had told them he was not unlike Balthazar in his feelings for them. Cole Turner had loved Phoebe and Wyatt Halliwell loved both Sara and Chris. "Promise to return with me and I'll heal her. If you chose not to rule by my side I will look past that, as long as you do not fight against me."

Chris was in a state of shock. Had his brother just offered him a truce? It was suddenly a very tempting option. Sure they would always have to ignore that innocents were dying by Wyatt's hand but as long as they stayed out of his way Sara would live. It sounded like the best option available. They, could either die fighting a never-ending battle alone and in pain, rule beside Wyatt in his demented reality or settle for a truce.

Blue and white lights suddenly filled the still room, though Chris was to absorbed in his own thoughts to notice his father or Gideon. He was brought out of his revere by a growl from Wyatt.

"How many times to I have to kill you?" Wyatt's voice was menacingly low as he glared at Gideon.

"Do I know you?" Gideon asked, gazing confused at Wyatt and Chris.

"Only as a toddler."

"Who…" Gideon began, it seemed as if he suddenly realized whom he was dealing with. "It has to be done."

Chris listened as the elder began to grumble to himself under his breath and keeping an eye on his brother who had yet to make a move. It was now or never. Turning his head he made eye contact with Leo and nodded. He could only watch on as Leo hesitated, still unsure of what to do.

There was a moment of utter silence before a cry of pain went up from Sara. She was convulsing as if caught in a seizure. Each person turned, watching as Piper tried to console the girl. After a minute everything became still again.

"Sara?" Chris was the first to reach her side. Paige, Phoebe and Leo followed in suit. Wyatt only looked away from Gideon when he heard Chris frantically calling for their sister.

"Sara," Chris whispered when he reached her side. She was still, her pale face framed by her dark hair and she looked in peace for the first time in a long while. He knew that peaceful look well. Sara was gone. He knew even before he checked her pulse that she was dead. His connection with her was broken. He cursed himself for not killing Gideon himself. For not going after the elder the moment they had found who was behind his brother's corrupted soul. "Wyatt, please try!"

Wyatt seemed shaken. He looked from Sara's still form to Chris' distraught eyes then over to Gideon and back to Piper and Leo. Sighing he moved to his sister's side and lifted his hands over her still form.

It became evident to Chris after a few minutes that Sara was truly gone. Not even the twice-blessed could reverse this curse. Chris hung his head in defeat. After all they had been through Sara was gone. It suddenly struck him that he would never hear her soft laughter or hug her close when she was hurt. He was no longer anybody's big brother. Chris only then realized that the cause of Sara's death was a mere few feet from him. He knew it had been Wyatt that had infected her with the disease but Wyatt would had never thought of hurting them if it hadn't been for the elder in front of him. With a howl of rage and grief Chris launched himself at the unsuspecting elder.

Leo, Wyatt, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige all watched in horror as Chris flung himself at Gideon, howling.

"Chris, NO!" Leo yelled as he noticed the danger his younger son was heading for. Leo watched in slow motion as his son attacked Gideon, his fist pounding into the older man's jaw. Wyatt seemed to also have noticed the athame Gideon had conjured and hurriedly tried to reach his brother.

Chris let out a gasp of pain when Gideon's athame found it's way into his abdomen. The pain was so intense he didn't realize that Wyatt had caught his injured form as he fell. Nor did he hear Leo cry out in rage. He didn't see his father unleash streams of electricity from his hands or hear Gideon howl in agony.

Chris gulped trying to hold onto consciousness. It seemed as if everything was whirling around him. He vaguely heard the muffled shouting. He felt as his he were floating and if it wasn't for the strong arms holding him back, Chris wasn't sure where he'd end up. He knew death was soon in coming, he could feel heart slowing and breathing was becoming difficult. He had failed. Wyatt was still an evil tyrant, Bianca was dead, Sara was also gone and the future was lost. He could only hope that he would have another chance in another twenty-two years. May they all forgive me, he thought.

Piper watched Gideon fall to the hardwood floor of the guest room, his skin smoldering from Leo's attack. She heard him tell Leo that they had no idea what they had done before he became still and then nothing but ash. She wanted nothing more that to run to Chris' fallen side yet she found herself unable to move as she gazed at Wyatt and Chris. It was so tiny at first Piper almost didn't notice the sudden change in her oldest son. His demeanor was changing.

Wyatt gripped his brother to him as he sank to the floor. Wyatt could feel the young man in his arms slipping away. Quickly he raised his hands above his brother in an attempt to heal the ugly wound left by the accursed athame. He couldn't bear the thought of losing him. Wyatt was suddenly confused. Why was Chris not healing? Why had he been, a mere hour before, intent on hurting both of his siblings? He snapped out of his thoughts when Leo kneeled down and also brought forth the healing glow from his raised hands.

The moment Leo looked up into Wyatt's blue eyes he knew that what he had done to Gideon was the right thing to do. He saw in those blue spheres confusion, worry and grief. Evil Wyatt didn't seem to exist with in them. Chris and Sara had been right. Wyatt and the future were saved all because the two of them had refused to believe that it was their older brother's destiny to be evil.

"Dad," Wyatt whispered worriedly looking back down at Chris. "What's taking so long?"

"I don't know." Leo responded. "Chris, come on buddy. I need you to hang in there and fight."

Chris heard his father's voice as if from a great distance. He felt he was surely dreaming when he also heard his brother calling for him to open his eyes. Wyatt's voice sounded different. Softer. It was not the hard and menacing voice that Chris had become used too.

"Wyatt?" Chris struggled to open his eyes.

"I'm here Chris." Wyatt whispered as he felt tears begin to form. Chris' green eyes had finally open and he was gazing up at him with…hope?

"Is…it really…you?" Chris couldn't remember the last time had had seen Wyatt cry. He was sure it had been close to a decade. Had he managed to save him after all?

"Yeah, I'm back." Wyatt pulled Chris closer to him, trying to hold onto his brother with all his might. "I'm so sorry Chris."

"I…never stopped…loving you." Chris mumbled. He finally felt at peace. Wyatt was no longer evil. He hadn't needed to be told. All he had needed to do was look into his brother's blue eyes. They were once again light blue and full of love, not emotionless and cold. Chris closed his eyes feeling a stoic peacefulness. It was finally over. The future was once again safe.

"Chris!" Wyatt called frantically when his brother's eyes closed. "Please, not like this! Don't give up."

"You…either." Chris' voice was barely more than a whisper. Wyatt leaned closer as it seemed Chris had more to say. "I…love…you Wy."

"Chris!" Wyatt all but choked when he felt Chris' breathing become slower and his form become limp. "Forgive me, I'm sorry! Little brother, please."

Piper watched in horror as Wyatt rocked Chris to him calling for him to return. She had lost two of her children in a single hour. Wyatt's howls of agony were heart wrenching to hear and Piper could no longer stand it. Hurrying from the room she wondered if Wyatt had been turned good only to be torn apart again by grief. Had everything Chris given, been in vain?

"Leo!" Piper stopped at the sound of Paige's worried voice. "What's happening?"

Piper made it back to the room just in time to see Wyatt, Chris and Sara vanish as if they had never been there to begin with. Paige, Leo and Phoebe could only stare on as Piper sank to where her sons had been only moments before.

"Where are they, Leo?" Piper begged for answers as she felt herself being pulled into her husband's shaking arms.

"You need to relax." Leo whispered. He knew her agitated state was not good for the baby. A baby's adult form he had just watched die. "They went back."

"Back where!" Piper sobbed. She had to know.

"Home to the future."

"How?"

"Chris accomplished what he came here to do Piper." Phoebe said as she kneeled down and gazed into her sister's lost eyes. "Wyatt is good. They future will be totally different now."

"Will Sara and Chris be there though?" Piper demanded. Their answers seemed vague to her. How could they have gone back to the future if they were dead?

Silence was her only answer. It seemed they had no answer for her there. She was about to ask more questions except at that exact moment Piper felt her water break.

"Baby now!" Piper grunted to everyone's astonishment.

"Huh?" Leo asked helping his struggling wife to her feet.

"Chris is ready to be born now?" Paige squeaked.
"Yes, now!"

As Phoebe and Paige hurried Piper from the room Leo stood back and stared. Chris' birth was likely to just sidetrack Piper from the need to see if her future children were truly safe and well. Turning his back on the room, he followed his wife and family out of the house and to the hospital. All the while, the same question spinning in his tired mind.

Were they back home and safe?

Thank you to all who have reviewed. This story has been a labor of love and I am glad that you have all enjoyed it so much. There is but one short chapter to go and I hope to have that posted soon after this one. After that I was thinking about a sequel. I think that it would be nifty to see how Sara, Chris and Wyatt are doing in a changed future and how they deal with merging memories, family from the past coming to visit. Life and how it would be. Let me now if you're interested.