A/N: Thanks for the review, Charmed1s-halliwells. Chris & Wyatt are my favorites, so it's easy to write about them.

Now On with the story!

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"So what do we do now? How the heck to we get rid of this Sextet? I thought sure you'd remember something." Phyra worried aloud, knowing how much pain Chris must be in with his new memories.

"It's ok, Phy. Actually, I think I have an idea. In the other future, Wyatt and I killed the old Source before I realized Wyatt wanted his powers. We did it by using what we called 'Time and Legend.'" Chris had finally gotten out of the crystal cage, and was sitting on the couch in the living room, surrounded by his family.

"Time and legend? What does that mean?" Wyatt asked, still confused by all the stuff he'd learned about his other, evil, self.

"Basically, I was time. By the time that we vanquished the old Source, a demon named Zankou, I had already time traveled three times. Once each time one of the Charmed Ones died. See in each case, they hadn't died fighting for good. Instead, they died in freak, but human ways. Aunt Paige got caught in a gang wars' cross fire, and was killed instantly. Aunt Phoebe had been ignoring a persistent pain in her side for weeks before her appendix burst, and she died on the operating table. Mom was in a car wreck and the car erupted into a fire ball. It didn't matter how many of us were magical and able to healing. We weren't able to help in any of the cases. So I was able to change their fate by telling Mom and Aunt Paige to not leave the house those days. And I made Aunt Phoebe get a check up with the doctor as soon as the pains started, and she had a quick surgery and was fine. "

He looked up to see his family standing in front of him with slightly shocked faces. "But Chris… personal gain. Didn't you even think of that?" Peyton gasped, knowing that Chris was the first to object to personal gain magic.

"It was for the… well, as much as it pains me to use this phrase, Greater Good. How many innocents would have died because there was no Power of Three? I didn't do it for us. I did it for them. I would have kept doing it over and over again. This is my family. This is the most powerful magical source of good in the world. If we're gone, who is going to protect the world from evil? I've seen what happens when the Halliwells are gone. Evil runs rampant. The entire world's innocence is lost. I did it then. I'll do it again and again. It's my destiny to keep fighting to make things right." His eyes flashed, and suddenly the lights in the manor all went out with a loud POP!

Piper sighed. "Err… sorry, Mom. Phy, can we get a light please?" Chris was embarrassed. The last time he'd lost control like that, he'd been only 8 and mad that he'd gotten left out of the latest demon vanquish. The elder powers he had inherited from Leo left him extra sensitive to electricity. He regularly turned lights on with a flick of his finger, or could change the channel on the television without the remote.

Phyra summoned up a handful of fire, lighting the way for Piper who had gotten several new light bulbs to replace in the overhead light. "Paisley, Pheebs, a little help here, please?" Paisley grinned, loving the chance to use her new levitation power.

Soon the lights were back on, and everyone was looking at Chris expectantly again. "Well where was I?" he asked, his cheeks still flushed with embarrassment.

"Well, you were whining about your destiny. But all we really wanted to know was the whole time and legend thing. "Paige's snippy comment made everyone laugh.

"Well, basically, what we realized is that I'm time. No one else can travel through time and change things like I did without the elders and the Tribunal recycling them. So we figured out that I must be allowed to do it because it was my destiny. Does that make sense so far?"

"Yeah. It actually clears up for me why the elders trusted the other you back in 2004. They knew your destiny, so they knew you would keep us safe." Piper was calm, even though it hurt hearing all the things her son had sacrificed for his family.

"So, if you're time. And I went with you on this vanquish. I'm… Legend?" Wyatt asked confused.

"Exactly. Wy, you are the only one who is a living fairy tale. Witches, whitelighters, demons, all of those things are fairly common in the occult world. But you, you're special. You are the only one who can control Excalibur. You are the modern day King Arthur. You live the story of the Sword in the Stone every time you pick up Excalibur. It makes you a legend. Plus you're the Twice-Blessed. All of the qualities that make you strong and powerful merge together into a supremely magical force that people whisper about. In this timeline, they whisper in awe. In the other, they whispered in fear."

"Ok, but how do we use this 'Time & Legend' to vanquish the Sextet? Wouldn't we be better off using the Power of Three?" Phoebe was anxious to get this over. She and Les had a date, and she didn't want to cancel again.

Leo orbed from his meeting with the elders. "There has been a major power shift. The other elders and I felt this amazing power surge in the heavens. The last time that there was a shift this big, the Power of Three was resurrected. Whatever it is, it's good. Really good. And we think it might be more powerful than the Power of Three. Do the terms "Time" or "Legend" mean anything to you? The elders think that they are this newest great power."

Wyatt snorted. "I guess that answers your question, Aunt Phoebe."

Leo noticed everyone staring at him with a shocked expression. Chris and Wyatt were simply staring at each other. "What? Did I miss something? Chris, did you remember something else?"

"Yeah, Dad, you could say that. I remembered that I'm Time. Wyatt is Legend. Looks like we're the most powerful beings of good on the planet."