Wyatt sat on the roof of the manor a few hours' later casting spells on the night sky he laughed just thinking about how those astronomers at the observatory would be going wild with the amount of activity.
Chris sat on his window seat watching the sky, he grinned, Wyatt was putting on his usual light show. Wyatt had always put on the show when Chris was not feeling the best. Wyatt used to orb him up to the roof when he was little and had awoken from his nightmares and put on a show to calm his nerves.
The dark haired witch orbed up to his brother, "Hey Wy."
"You liking the show?"
"Yeah, I'm just surprised that I haven't burnt anything to a crisp," He held his hand up and Wyatt laughed as flames danced across Chris' fingertips, "but I'm getting a bit of control over this whole fire starting thing."
"Good to hear." Wyatt pointed to the night sky as Chris lay back against him, "Watch this." The stars began to swirl again and it wasn't long before Chris was asleep.
He smiled softly at the sleeping form of his younger brother, the two of them hadn't been up here together in at least three years. Wyatt orbed them back to Chris' room, using his telekinesis he pulled back the covers to his bed and then slid the sleeping teen in. He opened the door quietly and walked back to his own room.
Chris slipped deeper into slumber, he was running across the attic he had to get to the child before the other man.
He was halted by the force of an athame sliding into his belly he fell to his knees looking down at the spot where the Elder's hand and athame still remained. The other man pulled it out and as Chris fell to the floor he cried out, "Dad."
Blue orbs fell in front of him, "Oh god, Chris."
"Wyatt…" he said, using his head to indicate behind him, "Wyatt."
Leo looked up at the man holding the infant, "It's for the best Leo." But as the man orbed out Leo stayed with Chris. Leo picked him up and walked them to Piper's room he helped him onto the bed.
"You have to find Wyatt." He gasped.
"We'll find him together." Leo reassured him.
He shook his head. "It won't work, you've already tried." He said, referring to Leo's healing attempts, "Gideon's magic did this to me, he's the only one who can stop it." He brushed Leo's hands away.
"Go, saving Wyatt saves the future, you know that."
"Gideon doesn't know how to kill Wyatt remember? We still have time."
"Only 'til the trauma turns him."
"I'm not going to choose between you and Wyatt Chris, I can't."
"You don't have to dad. Find Gideon…you save us both."
"Alright, alright but I'm not leaving you alone."
"Where are you going?"
"To get one of your Aunts to watch over you." Chris' brow creased, Leo could see he didn't want to be left alone. "Look, you're going to be okay, I promise." He kissed Chris' forehead and with a worried look he orbed out.
The pain radiating from his stomach seemed to engulf him, and after what seemed like an eternity Leo orbed back into the manor.
"Chris…"
Hearing his name he rolled his head to the side and weakly greeted his father, "Hey."
Leo rushed to his side, "Hey, I'm here now, you can hold on okay, hold on, hold on. I'm here now you can hold on okay?"
He nodded, tears were brimming in his eyes, and he wanted to stay, to hold on. He couldn't, he wanted to tell his father how much he loved him. He wanted to stay he really did but it hurt too much to hold on. He just wanted to know Wyatt would be safe.
"Don't give up okay?"
"You either."
Each breath grew shallower and shallower by the second, he rolled his head to the side. Even though he was dying he didn't want his father to think he was weak, it just hurt too much to see the pain in his eyes.
Everything was fading and as the dark closed in his breathing stopped and then there wasn't any pain or cold. There was nothing.
Chris woke in a cold sweat, sitting up he felt an itch on his stomach, looking down he saw a trickle of blood on his white tee shirt, and then the athame with the curved blade and golden hilt.
Chris grabbed his green velvet pouch off the night stand, pulled out his tarot cards, wrapped the athame in his tee shirt then shoved it in the bag, unlocked his dresser cabinet then shoved it in there locking the cabinet.
He looked at himself in the mirror and saw the one and a half-inch stab wound healing in front of his eyes. All that was left was a faint scar on his torso.
Wyatt woke up in the next room, something was wrong. Climbing out of his bed he conjured up three balls of soft white fire so he didn't have to switch on the lights, he walked out to Chris' room.
Pushing the door open he called softly, "You awake Kit?"
Chris walked out from behind the door, "Hey Wy."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Chris said with a grin, slowly pushed the door closed, "Go back to bed big bro, you worry too much." The door closed and Wyatt went back to his room.
Chris let out a sigh of relief he usually shared everything with Wyatt, but this? It was just too much it was Chris' problem and this time he didn't feel like sharing.
Sliding back under the covers he warily closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The next morning when Wyatt walked into the kitchen and saw Chris with his headphones on cooking, there were cakes, biscuits and an assortment of other foods baking.
Wyatt tugged Chris' shirt, the dark haired boy pulled his headphones off, "What's up bro?"
"Cooking? Where are the rents?"
"Dad's out and mum's asleep."
"Still?"
Chris nodded, walking out from the kitchen island he went to the fridge and got a drink of orange juice, smiling at his brother he asked, "you wanna vanquish something after breakfast?"
"Sure, why not?"
Piper came downstairs, "Have you boys been cooking?"
Chris grinned, "The one of us that can cook without people getting food poisoning."
Wyatt gave him in a playful punch in the arm, "I can cook."
"Wyatt I'm sure you can."
The Halliwell's all sat together at the dining room and had breakfast together, Chris still couldn't get the images of the previous night's dream out of his head.
"Don't make me sacrifice you both."
Chris shook the voice out of his head, Wyatt looked at his little brother, "You okay?" He asked with a mouthful of pancakes.
Chris nodded, "Absolutely."
Piper looked across at her sons, something was going on. By the look on Wyatt's face it was something to do with Chris.
"Chris are you alright?"
He turned to face her, "Yeah mum, why?"
"Nothing…"
Chris shrugged and went back to his stack of pancakes.
Later that day while the boys and their cousins, Melinda, Penny, Pru and Persephone were 'at the park' (Their codename for the underworld) Paige and Phoebe came over to see their sister.
"Chris has a new power." Piper blurted out.
"Really?" Paige asked excitedly, "What is it?"
"He can like create fire."
"Create fire? Like fire balls?" Phoebe asked.
"Or to quote my son, like Drew Barrymore in Firestarter."
"So he can will it into being?" Paige asked.
"Yeah, when he orbed out of the lounge room yesterday the couch he was on burst into flames."
"You're kidding!"
"I'm not," Piper laughed, "His powers are growing."
"I can't believe it, I thought he only had telekinesis and the ability to orb?" Paige said.
"I know, but he didn't tell us a lot of things you know, it took him so long to even reveal who he was. It's only natural he lied 'bout other stuff."
"Who lied?" Chris asked innocently, walking into the lounge.
Piper saw the dirt on his face, "What are you doing home, weren't you at the park with Wyatt and the girls?"
Chris rubbed the back of his neck and with a nervous laugh said, "Umm…the park, yeah. I just came home to get a couple of things." He started to orb out but Paige grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the orb.
"Not so fast Christopher. What's going on?"
"We were just playing football at the park Aunt P I just came home to get a couple of things."
"Like what?"
"Potions." Chris whispered.
"POTIONS?" Piper yelled, "CHRISTOPHER PEREGRINE HALLIWELL WHAT IS GOING ON?"
"There's a demon we froze in the park, I just came home to get a vanquishing potion." Chris held his hand and his potion box orbed into his hand, "Gotta go."
He orbed back into the Underworld, "God that was too close!"
"What happened?" Wyatt asked.
"Wasn't counting on them to be home, told them we were playing football and there was a demon we froze in the park and that's why I needed this." He held up his potion box, "Don't know if they bought it."
"Less talking, more vanquishing!" Melinda shouted.
Chris passed a few potions around and they all threw them at the frozen demons.
Chris laughed as the demons burst into flames, "Mellie I think we need to go to your place to clean up."
As Prue touched her shoulder she had a premonition:
Melinda walked out of the bathroom drying her wet hair with a towel, "Prue, I really think we should…" She looked up and saw the demon advancing on her.
She screamed for her cousins, "CHRIS WYATT ORB YOUR ASSES HERE NOW!"
The brothers appeared, Chris threw his hands out to freeze the demon but it wouldn't work, Wyatt tried every power he had but nothing worked.
"I'm immune to your powers little witchlings, your powers are mine."
"Wha…" Chris stepped in front of Melinda, grabbing Wyatt's arm he pulled them into the bathroom.
"Did it touch you?" Chris asked, looking over his cousin.
"No, what is it?"
"Look we haven't got time for explanations, Wyatt go downstairs get the triplets and see how they're doing. Bring them to the manor, we'll see you there, just avoid the damn demon."
Wyatt bought the triplets to the manor where Melinda was waiting pacing frantically upon hearing the orbs she said, "Kit?"
"He's not back yet?"
"No, he said he was right behind me."
"I'll go get him."
"Chris, Wyatt put a ward on the house, I can't get in."
Seconds later Chris appeared gasping for breath, "Damn…"
"Maybe Mel's place isn't the best idea, I just had a premonition and it wasn't good, the demon was immune to our powers and it was going to take our powers."
"Prue, if it found us at Mel's don't you think it would find us at the manor or at your place?"
"You knew what it was!"
"How can I know if I've never seen the damn thing?"
"I don't know but you did!"
"Let's just get out of here." Wyatt orbed them all to the Montana mansion turning to his cousin he said, "See, no demons."
"Hmmm." Prue grumbled, "Not yet."