Disclaimer: If I owned Charmed then I wouldn't be here writing a fanfic about it. I'd actually be writing an episode and smacking myself upside my head for getting rid of Chris. So it's safe to say I do not own the fantastic show!
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From Wyatt's position behind the cabinet he leaned as close as he could to hear the conversation concerning his brother's current condition. He knew that this was abusing his powers but he simply didn't care, he needed to know.
Wendy tinkered with one of her red curls before answering the question, "Well you see he's got nausea, weight loss, sharp pains in the abdomen which goes to his back and loss of energy. I examined his stomach and I think that a CT scan needs to be carried out."
All through the list of symptoms Joseph had had his hand to his chin and was nodding, "Yeah so I get what you're saying. Why are you hoping that you're wrong?"
At that she took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes, "He's 16, too young. I mean if the CT scan turns out to be right then…." She trailed off. Joseph went over to her and touched her shoulder,
"I know, but in this job you see tough things. I'll do the scan and then we'll see from there."
Wyatt groaned inwardly, they had told him nothing. Beep beep. At that Joseph's pager went off and both he and Wendy exited the room leaving Chris' notes in the cabinet next to Wyatt. Once he was sure that they had left, he opened the draw and pulled out his brothers notes. Ripping the file open he found the relevant page and gasped. Dropping the file he stepped back a few paces and orbed home. Sitting down on the sofa he dropped his head in his hands and uttered one word, "Why?" before dissolving into silent sobs.
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Wendy walked back towards the Halliwell's to find them all around the boy, who was sleeping peacefully, for what Wendy guessed, the first time in weeks. Giving a little cough to let the occupants of the cubicle know she was there she began, "I just thought I'd give you an update. Firstly I'm gonna hand you over to Dr. Bates, who is more qualified and well carry out the CT scan to see if my current prognosis is correct"
Piper lifted her eyebrow, "Your prognosis? Would you care to share it?"
Wendy swallowed, 'Shit!' she thought, "Mrs Halliwell I wouldn't want to alarm you at this current stage. Let's just wait till Dr Bates has carried out his examination of Chris here and then well…"
"WELL NOTHING!" Piper shouted, which caused the boy in the bed to move a little, "I want to know what the fuck is wrong with my son and I want to know NOW!"
"Piper please calm down Dr Pearson is just doing her job, don't get mad at her please." Phoebe started but all she received was a death glare from Piper. "Em, Paige lets go check on Wyatt. Anyway I think Piper and Leo need to hear this first."
Paige nodded, led Phoebe out of the room and then orbed them back to the manor, where they found their eldest nephew staring at the wall with red rimmed eyes. "Wyatt, Wyatt honey what's the matter. What ever it is I'm sure we can work it out, everything well be fine."
This caused Wyatt to laugh hysterically, "Yeah, Aunt Phoebe, everything well be fan-fucking-tastic! Just like always right!"
Phoebe sat down next to him and turned his face towards her, "Wyatt, you're scaring me, what's happened? What's wrong?"
At that the laughing stopped and a single tear rolled down the boys face, "Chris" his voice was barely a whisper, "I…I read his notes. He's sick guys, real sick and there's nothing we can do…nothing"
Both Phoebe and Paige crowded round him and gave him a hug. "You can tell us Wy, you shouldn't have to carry this alone." Paige coaxed
Standing up suddenly he paced the floor for a few seconds. "Cancer, pancreatic cancer…and its terminal"
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