Disclamier: I don't own Charmed or make any money on this fic.

The air stopped shimmering and the Charmed Ones and the Elder found themselves in the living room of the Manor. They looked around but didn't see anyone. Piper stalked up to her ex husband and prepared to give him a piece of her mind.

"What did you do, Leo?" she asked him.

"I'm proving that Chris isn't who you think he is," Leo defended himself.

"By doing what?" Phoebe asked behind her angry sister.

"Taking a look in Chris' memories."

The three sisters looked at him in shock. Phoebe and Paige began look around and saw that the Manor did look different from before.

"Oh, God," Paige whined. "What are we going to see exactly?" she asked her former brother-in-law.

"Chris' life," Leo answered but not really answering. Paige rolled her eyes at the obvious but didn't ask again. Instead they all prepared for whatever memory they were about to see.

"Wyatt, you're It," a boys voice came from the hallway. They heard the sounds of several orbings. The bell sound came closer and the blue and white light that appeared when you orbed was seen behind the couch. A small boy, not older than five, was the one orbing. He had messy brown hair and green mischievous eyes.

That same orbing sound and light appeared again but this time on the other side of the room. This boy was around seven, had blond hair and blue eyes. He was searching the room from where he was standing.

"That's Chris and Wyatt," Piper said in tears as she saw her two boys. Leo snorted thinking that it was just one of Wyatt's friends. It could be anyone, no names had been mentioned.

Behind the couch Chris heard when Wyatt orbed in and couldn't help the giggle that escaped his mouth. Hearing this Wyatt knew where his younger brother was hiding. He rolled his eyes at the obvious place and quickly orbed behind the couch.

"You're It, Chris," he said in triumph as he put his hand on Chris's back. Startled Chris looked up but with a happy grin on his face.

"You have five seconds," he told his brother. Wyatt prepared to orb out when the same blue and white light appeared by the doorway. Both boys looked up and saw their father standing there.

"Dad!" they both cried out happily. Wyatt was the first one to reach their father, being older and faster, and Leo lifted him up.

Seeing him and the two children's reactions Leo couldn't deny the truth anymore. Wyatt called the boy Chris, the boy orbed and called him Dad. Yep, he was Chris all right. Feeling shocked by this Leo just stared at the scene not knowing that what he was about to see was going to make him feel much, much worse.

"And how is my big boy today," he asked, paying no attention to his younger son.

"I'm fine," Wyatt answered.

"And what are you doing?" his father asked.

"Playing Orb and Seek with Chris." That's when Leo discovered his second son, standing besides the couch watching. Leo smiled at him but turned to Wyatt again.

"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt but it's time to go Up There," Leo said.

"Do I have to Dad? It so boring," Wyatt complained. Leo sighed, "Yes you have to Wyatt. You have powers you have to train and you need to bond with Excalibur.

"Can Chris come this time? It will be much more fun then?" Wyatt tried again. Chris took some hopeful steps forward but Leo crushed that hope.

"I'm sorry Wyatt," he said. "You know the Elders allow you Up There because you are the Twice Blessed. Chris can't come." With that Leo orbed away with Wyatt, leaving a sad five-year-old behind.

Piper, Phoebe and Paige were shocked by Future Leos behavior to both of his sons. He acted like Wyatt was better then Chris because he was Twice Blessed. It looked like he hadn't even noticed his second son when he came to the room.

Little Chris sat rejected on the couch. But as he heard the front door open he brushed away the tears that had managed to escape and stood up. His mother and very pregnant Aunt Phoebe walked in with a lot of bags in their hands.

"I'm never going to shop baby clothes with you again," Piper complained to her sister as she put the bags down on the floor. "Did you really have to by the entire store?"

Going through the bags, Phoebe didn't look up as she answered. "My baby deserves the best."

"Yes, but our credit card has its limit," Piper joked. Chris cleared his throat, which got the adults attention.

"Hi, Chris," Piper greeted with a warm smile, one that always managed to lessen the sting of his father's rejection a little. "Where is Wyatt?"

"He is Up There with Dad," Chris said sadly.

"Oh, Baby," Piper comforted when she saw his sadness. "I'm sure Leo will take you sometime."

Chris didn't believe her. Seeing this Phoebe said, "Of course he will or else he will have a piss off Aunt to deal with," she smiled.

His spirit rose a little. Coming up with an idea Piper said, "will you help me cooking dinner? You can pick the food if you want."

"Blueberry pancakes?" Chris asked hopefully.

"Blueberry pancakes it is," Piper smiled.

"Great!" Chris said and rushed away to the kitchen. After he disappeared both smiles on his mother and Aunts face melted away.

"Leo can't continue like this," Phoebe told her sister. "Dosen't he see what he's doing to Chris by playing favorites?"

"I know," Piper answered with a sigh. "I will have to have a serious talk with him soon."

The air started shimmer and the memory changed. They now found themselves in the dinning room, a very crowded dining room. Children were playing, parents stood by the wall watching and talking to each other. The room was filled with balloons, presents that had been opened and was played with and on the wall hanged a banner with the sign Happy6thBirthday Chris in different colors.

The birthday boy sat at the table talking to Wyatt and a dark skinned boy, Max. Max was the youngest son of Darryl, the cop who had been a friend with the Halliwell's for a long time.

In through the door to the kitchen came Piper with the cake. Behind her came Paige, with Chris's unopened presents, and a slim Phoebe, who was carrying her newborn daughter Prudence.

Piper put the cake in front of Chris so he could blow out the six candles that were lit. Under the pressure of the many presents Paige put them on the table next to the cake.

Everyone in the room had their attention on Chris waiting for him to blow the candles. The youngest children, hardly high enough to see over the table, stood by the edge and did blow motion with their mouth.

Chris looked at the candles and quickly blow them all out, getting applauses afterwards.

As everyone began taking some of the cake and Chris started opening his presents he looked around the room trying to see the person who was missing. He didn't see him though and winkled his forehead in confusion.

After a few hours the guessed left leaving the three Charmed Ones to clean up after the party. Chris and Wyatt had gone taking Chris's presents up to his room.

He came down after ten minutes and stood by the door.

"Mom?" he said getting her and her sisters attention.

"What is it sweetie?" she asked although she already knew.

"Where is Dad?" Chris asked. "He promised he would come," the boy said confused. Leo had promised to come to Chris birthday three months ago at Wyatt's 8th birthday. He didn't show up though.

"I'm sorry," Piper said to her son, inwardly yelling at Leo for doing this to him. "He gave me this letter to give to you."

Chris took the letter and opened it, reading:

"Dear Chris!

I am sorry that I missed your birthday party. I couldn't come because of some last minutes duties Up Here. This is the first time I missed your party and I promise it will be the last. I will make this up to you by taking you to the Zoo or some other place you might want to go.

Bye

Dad."

"Well he said he would make it up to me," Chris said trying to not show how much it hurt. It didn't work; all three adults could see how much he wanted to cry.

The travelers learned when they saw his other birthday parties that Leo never came and always sent a letter saying it would be the last time and that he would make it up to Chris, which he never did. They saw that on Chris 10th birthday he stopped reading the letters and just threw them away.

It was different with Wyatt though; Leo always found time to be with his oldest son. Seeing this pissed the three sisters off and they were giving their Leo cold looks. He wasn't too happy about it either.

The air started shimmer and a new memory stared playing in front of them.

They stood in the hall facing the stairwell and were soon joined by a nervous looking memory Piper who was pacing by the foot of the stairs.

Out of nowhere the wall over the stairs turned into a door. It opened and a sorry looking Wyatt came walking out followed by Paige dressed in robes and Chris looking angry and sad. Wyatt and Paige stopped when they faced Piper but Chris ignored them all and rushed upstairs.

"Where did they come from?" Paige asked.

"Magic school," Leo replied.

"There is a magic school?" Phoebe asked shocked.

"Yes, most Magical children start there when they turn seven. Elders run it. My mentor Gideon is the one running it in our time."

An invisible pull made them fallow the young boy.

They found him in his room.

Chris walked into his room and slammed the door shut. He tried to stop the angry sobs but gave in after a few seconds. He sat down on his bed and put his face into his hands.

Seeing how sad and distressed Chris was, Piper sat down next to him and tried to comfort him but without success.

A soft knock on his door made Chris look up. He already knew who it was. At first he ignored it but when the knocking didn't stop he sighed and said.

"Go away, Mom." Apparently taking this as an invitation, the door opened and Piper walked inside.

"Want to tell me what happened?" she asked her son.

"Didn't Aunt Paige fill you in already?" the seven year old asked.

"She did," Piper said, "but she didn't see it all. She didn't know why the fight started."

"Then ask Wyatt. He was there too," Chris said turning away from her.

"But I want to hear it from you," she said and sat down next to him. She took her hand and caressed him over his hair. "Why did you fight with Billy Craft? On your first day in Magic school?"

For a while it looked like he wouldn't answer but then really quiet he said. "He asked me what my title was."

"Your title?" Piper asked confused. "What do you mean."

"He said that you was one of the Charmed Ones, my Dad an Elder, my brother the Twice Blessed and my cousin one of the new Charmed Ones. Everyone is something so he asked what I was."

Piper closed her eyes. "I'm so sorry. But how did that end up in a fight?"

"When I said that I was just half witch and half Whitelighter he started laughing and said that I must be adopted. He said that no one that came from such a powerful family would have so little power. With how Dad is I can't saw I blame him for thinking that."

Piper was shocked hearing that. "Now you listen to me. You are not adopted and you are not weak. Just because you don't have a title doesn't mean you don't have the power."

She saw that he didn't believe her so she asked, "Chris, what are your powers?"

Not knowing why she asked he said, "orbing, telekinesis, empathy and conjuration."

This got a gasp from those who listened. Paige and Phoebe knew about the empathy but not about the conjuring. Piper and Leo didn't know about either of the powers.

"That's right," Piper said. "Four powers. How many does Billy Craft have?"

"One," Chris smiled, now getting what she meant.

"Right again," Piper said. "He is an ordinary witch with one power." She smiled sadly at him, "I know it must be hard living in the shadow of your brother. But he isn't that much more powerful that you just because he has more powers, a sword and a title," she said.

"Don't let him hear you say that," Chris warned with a smile. "Or he is going to be really mad."

"He is nine," Piper said. "He should be able to handle it."

"Thanks," he said and with a mischievous smile he conjured a red rose out of nothing and gave it to her.

"Thank you, Chris," Piper smiled gratefully. "But it would get you out of punishment."

"Damn," was his answer.

The air shimmered and once again they found themselves in Chris's room.

He had been sleeping until a noise woke him up. He lay in bed for a moment trying to identify the noise. When he knew what it was he heard he flew out of the bed and out of the room.

He ran to the room across his own and burst in. In there he saw Wyatt in bed having a nightmare. He quickly walked over and tried to wake him up.

"Hey, Wyatt. Are you ok?" he asked when he managed to wake his brother up. Wyatt looked at him with unseeing eyes, like he still was in the dream.

"No… Go away… Stop… Mom… Dad," Wyatt said in panic as he struggled to get away from Chris.

"Wyatt, stop. It's a dream," Chris tried again. This time it worked. Wyatt woke up for real and looked at Chris with scared eyes.

"Chris, I'm so sorry," he whispered. "I don't know what to do anymore."

"Do what?" Chris asked confused. His brother was scared, that was clear, but what was it that scared the twelve year old who usually wasn't scared of anything?

"My dreams," Wyatt said. "I keep having dreams about when I was younger. Before you were born. Something is scaring me and I keep calling for mom and dad."

"Can you see what?" Chris asked concerned.

"No, I just know something is there and it's scaring me?"

"Maybe you should tell mom?"

"No, its just dreams. Nothing more," Wyatt said. They said good night after that and went back to bed but that night would always be in Chris memory.

"Do you think that whatever he dream of is what turns him later?" Paige asked.

"I think so," Phoebe said as the shimmering started again.

"Mom, I'm home," 14-year-old Chris called out as he walked in through the door. He took his jacket of and tossed it in a corner ignoring the lecture he knew he would get when his mother saw it.

When he didn't get an answer his forehead wrinkled up in confusion. "Mom?" he called out again.

He walked slowly down the hall trying to hear something. He came to the doorway to the living room and looked inside. What he saw almost made him gag. The room was trashed, not a single thing was left undamaged. On the floor lay his Aunt Phoebe in a pool of blood.

"Oh, my God!" Piper exclaimed as Phoebe turned white.

"A-Aunt P-Phoebe?" he said standing there shocked. With hesitant steps he walked over to her body and sat down on his legs. He slowly checked for her pulse and didn't find it.

Immediately he began to sobb until he realized that his mom also had been in the house.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Phoebe," he cried, "I have to find mom." With that he left her. He walked over to the conservatory, a room that was his favorite in the house. It was also trashed and all the widows broken.

"Oh No!" Piper once again said as she looked outside. All three sisters were crying and Leo looked gloom.

Chris looked out through one of the holes where there once had been a window. What he saw on the ground made him look the other way. He didn't need a second look to see that his Aunt Paige broken body was dead. From this day foward he would never be able to feel the same about the sun room again.

Hearing some wheezing in the dinning area he quickly made his way there. He once again cried out when he saw his mother lying on the floor bleeding heavily from her stomach.

"MOM?" he yelled.

She opened her eyes with great difficulty and looked at him, "C-Chris… My sweet … boy…" she stopped and coughed, getting some blood from her mouth.

"Mom, you are going to be alright," Chris said, his voice shaking in fright. "DAD," he yelled up to the ceiling. His mother coughed some more which made Chris frenetic. "DAD… WYATT… PLEASE COME"

"Ch-Chris… I always… been… so proud… of you," Piper said with her last dying breath.

"No! No… Please no," he cried brokenly. "Mom, please don't…" but it was no use. Piper was dead. He didn't know how long he sat there, over his mother dead body and cried. He ignored her blood that smeared all over his shirt.

When he heard the door open he slowly got up and walked a few steps in shock.

"Chris? What's the emergency?" his grandfather asked when he came in though the door. "Wyatt said you were hysterical."

Having to keep an eye on all his charges Victor didn't actually see Chris where he stood, now by the staircase. Chris watched as his grandpa came with Phoebes seven-year-old daughter Prudence and Paige's three-year-old daughter Polly. Last came his brother.

They all turned at the same time and saw him standing there, shocked, with blood all over.

With an empty voice Chris said, "Wyatt, orb Prue and Polly to Uncle Coop or Uncle Richard, they shouldn't see this."

Surprised by his brother's strange voice Wyatt did as he said. He came back ten seconds later. But if he hoped to get any answers he was mistaken for Chris fell unconscious right then.

The air shimmered but no one noticed, they were all to cut up in the shocked grieving to notice it. But something managed to get all their attention. A voice.

"Did you have fun?"

They all turned and saw Chris standing there with the Spell paper in his hand looking angry, upset and cold all at the same time.

To Be Continued…

Bye

Sun