"So… who do you think he is?" Paige asked. It was the day after they saw the memory. Paige and Phoebe sat in the kitchen drinking coffee trying to wake up and resemble something of the living.

"Who? Chris?"

"Yes," Paige got up from the table to refill her cup. "Why did Chris come back from the future? How does he know us, or Wyatt?"

"I don't know," Phoebe answered. "As you may have noticed he doesn't share details very well." She looked down at her cup, "I do wonder about the story between him and Bianca though."

Paige stared at her. "What?"

"Well, you saw it. Bianca seemed to be evil, we all thought it, and still she died while trying to save Chris." At her sister's unbelievable look she added, "Excuse me for being a hopeless romantic!" She got up and left her cup in the sink. She turned and looked up at the ceiling. Paige saw it.

"You think we should wake Piper?" she wondered quietly. Both knew the eldest Charmed One had had a restless night.

Phoebe nodded. "You do that. Come to the attic after."

"Why?"

"You'll see."

Fifteen minutes later they were all up in the attic.

"OK, we're here," Paige announced as she and Piper walked in. Piper didn't look so good, all those trips to Wyatt's nursery during the night was showing. Her sisters could understand, it wasn't everyday you saw you child as a full-grown murderous monster. They too had felt the urge to go and check to see he was still the sweet toddler they loved and adored but managed to suppress it.

"What are we doing here?" Piper asked sleepily.

"We are going to see more memories of Chris," Phoebe said holding up a small piece of paper with a spell written on it.

"What?" "You got to be kidding!" was the reaction she got.

"Phoebe, yesterday was to help. Now it's personal gain!" Piper said shocked. She really didn't want to see more memories.

"You were the one who didn't want to do it yesterday," Paige said, but she did it half-heartedly, she had already made up her mind and would go.

"Hopeless romantic, remember," Phoebe said.

"I'll be down in the kitchen, come down when you're finished," Piper said and walked out. She knew she couldn't argue with both her sisters and she was still curious about Chris. She figured if they saw anything bad they wouldn't tell her.

The two sisters left read the spell.

"What has been we want to see

Chris and Bianca's life reveal

Let nothing be concealed."

Just like the day before the air started to shimmer and the memories started to play with them as invisible guests.

They arrived to what seemed to be the aftermath of a battle. Bodies lay on the ground; some dead while others were wounded. People walked around taking care of the injured and dead, they took the wounded to healers and the dead to a large fire by the side.

"Chris!" a voice rang out. "One of Wyatt's demons is here, wounded." Chris, some years younger then now, perhaps around 20, ran over, the sisters followed. On the ground lay a pretty girl dressed in leather. Her skin had the color of chocolate and her hair was a little darker with some highlights. She was impaled right through her lower abdomen by an iron bar.

Seeing this the two sisters got a Déjà vu sort of feeling.

"Haven't we been here before?" Phoebe repeated Bianca's last words.

"So this is what she meant," Paige said.

The girl's left arm pointed up and Chris saw a red tattoo of a bird on it. He looked at her recognizing the tattoo.

"She is a Phoenix," he said to the man beside him, the one who found her.

"She is a demon," the man agreed, "we should kill her."

"She is already dead," a third man with a scar running over his face said bitterly, "lets leave her to suffer."

"That's not humane, David," the first man said.

"She's not human, Patrick" David, the scared man, spat out.

"Leaving her to suffer a torturous death will make us like them," Patrick argued. In the mean while Chris hadn't taken his eyes away from hers and he saw the plea in them.

"David, go and get a healer," he said interrupting their fight.

"What?"

"A healer, now!"

"Chris, you can't be serious."

Chris glared at him for not following orders and the man got up without saying anything. Patrick looked at Chris with wonder.

"Chris, are you sure you're going to save the demon?" he asked quietly. Chris nodded in reply. "You know I'm behind you with anything you do, but have you thought what the others might think?"

"They can think what they want. She might be an asset," Chris replied. The girl on the ground had tears running down her face.

She took in a painful breath, "Thank you," she said gratefully.

"Chris seems to be some sort of a leader," Paige said watching the exchange.

"I think you are right," Phoebe agreed, "And that Patrick guy, must be his second in command or something."

"What's your name?" Chris asked.

"Bianca," she answered taking another shivered breath.

"Ok, take it easy Bianca. The healer is here soon."

Chris turned and saw David coming back with an old woman. He gave Chris a sour look, clearly not liking the idea of saving a demon. Chris ignored him and concentrated on the healer.

She sat down next to them and put a bag on the side, "Oh, you poor girl," she said when she saw the wound. "I am Constance, I will try and help you as much as I can without making it to painful. Unfortunately we have to pull the bar out, but I will give you something for the pain."

Constance opened her bag and took out a yellow vial. Bianca eyed it uncertainly and looked at Chris.

"Don't worry, it's not poison. Just something for the pain," he told her. Behind him he heard David mutter, "Unfortunately," but he ignored it. With Constance help Bianca drank from the vial and after a few seconds let out a painless sigh.

"Unfortunately you are gonna feel this," Constance warned. Chris and Patrick turned Bianca to the side and David took a grip on the bar.

"Ready?" Chris asked Bianca. She nodded and Chris gave David a nod. He quickly pulled the bar out and Bianca screamed in pain. With the bar out the wound started bleeding and Constance quickly put her hands on over it. They started to glow and slowly, slowly the wound healed.

"Is she a Whitelighter?" Phoebe asked.

"I don't know," Paige replied.

"I can't heal it completely," Constance said taking her hands away. The wound was still there but it wasn't fatal any longer. "She is a part demon and I can't heal demons."

"Thanks Connie," Chris said.

"Your welcome, Chris," she said and then turned to Bianca. "I recommend a lot of bed rest. The wound should be healed in about a week."

"Thank you," Bianca said.

Chris turned to Patrick, "Can you take her home?" Patrick nodded.

"Take her to my room and don't let anyone in. She is not going to be safe until she is completely healed."

"I don't like this," David said, "She is a demon Chris. We can't trust them."

"We can trust her," Chris replied.

"How do you know?"

"I'm an empath, remember?"

"He is a what?" Phoebe exclaimed.

"He never said anything about that," Paige said upset.

"I wonder what other things he kept from us," Phoebe said.

"I know her feelings," Chris continued.

"I know a lot of people who won't like this, Chris," David warned again.

"Well they just have to deal with it," Chris said and with Patrick helped Bianca up.

The air started shimmer and another memory began.

Phoebe and Paige looked around and saw that they where in the park and had a view of the broken Golden Gate Bridge. Some broken statues and a bench were the only things left in the once beautiful park.

Their attention was drawn to the familiar blue and white orbs in the middle of the clearing. It was Chris and he had Bianca with him. As they materialized Chris fell to the ground, his back wounded from an energy ball.

"Chris! Was that necessary? You're wounded," Bianca scolded. "You shouldn't orb."

"Don't worry. It's not that bad. Nothing Constance can't fix." He said and sat up leaning on a statue, "We will be safe here from those demons for a while"

"Why did you have to go into the lair?" she asked seriously. "What was so important that you risked meeting Wyatt and all of his demons?"

"What did they tell you?"

"Nothing, they said I had to hurry and get you out. So?"

"He got Prue," Chris said quietly. "He has had her for some month now and today was the first time I was able to get in and try to get her back," Chris stopped and a tear fell from his eye. "I was to late, he killed her in front of me."

"Oh, Chris, I'm so sorry," Bianca said hugging him. "Prue, which one was her…?"

"Phoebe."

"What?" Phoebe asked, "Who is Prue and what does she have to do with me?"

"Other than Wyatt she was the last one of our family."

"Oh My God! Chris is family?" Phoebe said shocked.

"You know, that explains so much," Paige agreed, "and how I wish it didn't."

Phoebe agreed. She was feeling guilty from how they treated him, and here he had been family all along.

"So I guess Prue must be my daughter," Phoebe said sadly.

"Who is Chris from you think?"

They looked at each other and said "Piper" at the same time. "He so is Pipers son," Phoebe continued.

"I can't believe we didn't see it sooner," Paige said, "Leo must be his dad."

"Poor kid, after all the things we've done to him."

"I can't believe it," Chris cried. "He killed her, his own cousin, like she was nothing to him."

Bianca did her best to comfort him and after a while he calmed down, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't brake down like that." He tried to put the shattered mask back over his face.

"It's understandable," she said.

"Yeah."

They looked at each other and Bianca did what she wanted to do for some time, leaned forward and kissed him. When she remembered what happened to him moments before she tried to pull back but he wouldn't let her. Instead he deepened the kiss. And they sat there, kissing, something they both wanted to do for some weeks but neither dared acting out on those feelings.

When they pulled apart neither knew what to say. Bianca gave him an uncertain smile, which he returned, showing it was ok and that she hadn't done anything wrong. Gathering her nerves she leaned in for another kiss.

The air started shimmer to Paige and Phoebe's displeasure.

"No, I want to continue this memory," Phoebe said. She didn't get her wish.

Go to chapter 3.