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A/N Thank you everyone for all your reviews, i love reviews!

Piper Chris Fan: sorry no Piper Chris in this chapter... but she is there... she's even in the title, just for you.
Alyssa Halliwell: who deosn't love Chris
Magical Princess: Gotta love Chris full stop :) tis why i am a Chris aholic.
Faith- Charmer: Noooo! What will i do with out your reviews? And don't say things about computer vacations... old Keith here (i.e. my comp) is getting jealous. The only time it went anywhere is when that thunderstorm blew up his internet connection... poor Keith
Quack says the Duck: i wish i could turn Limes into turnips...
Septdeneuf : Hmm thanks for the comment , an interesting problem but easily fixed! I shall now also include chapter titles in the story!
Interlude: the future.

Wyatt

Watching as his family dealt with the discovery of Phoebe's new power and how easily Chris accepted his new power; he wondered when to instigate stage 3. He had wanted Chris to turn to him for answers about his new power, how the baby had developed something he did not have, and how he had then also developed it.

He wanted his brother back; he wanted him to turn to him for help, it was that simple and now he knew how to make him do that, he just had to wait for the right time.

Chapter 10: Repetition, Idiocy and Piper

Paige

Standing over the book Paige was skimming through the pages, looking for what she wanted, or at least something that she could use.

"Agh!" she yelled "Nothing!"

"What you looking for?" asked a voice from behind her. Turning round to see the face of her oldest sister, she almost screamed, "er nothing?" she suggested hopefully.

Looking at the witchlighter sceptically the older sister checked the page she was looking at.

"The 15 best uses of Scaplar root?"

"Did my cry of despair not give away the fact I couldn't find what I was looking for?"

"Which was?"

"Er… nothing?"

"Liar."

"Fine, fine!" said the youngest giving in, "I admit it I was looking for a spell to find out what kind of powers I'm going to develop."

"Paige!" scolded the older, "if that's not personal gain I don't know what is! Plus you know spells like that always have side effects!"

"Yeah I know, but…"

"No. You'll just have to wait to find out."

"Ok," she shrugged, "if you want me I'll be in the kitchen." Orbing out, she smiled, she wasn't going to be stopped that easily.

Piper

She couldn't believe her little sister. Jason was right; they were childish when it came to their powers.

Walking down the stairs she found herself craving yet another chocolate, pickle and banana sandwich. 'Stupid baby' she thought; somehow she knew this one was going to as much of a handful as Wyatt, even if it wasn't going to be evil. Damn her, what with the commotion about Phoebe's new power, she still hadn't asked Chris about this child.

Heading in the general direction of the kitchen, she thought about calling him now.

No, she'd leave it; Paige had told her that they needed to help Chris get a life away from magic, bugging him with questions about the future wasn't the best way to do that.

Phoebe

"No Elise," pleaded Phoebe down the phone, "I really can't make it in today."

"I can't have my advice columnist taking the day off just because she made up with her boyfriend."

"I'm not taking the day off I'm going to work from home, and this is not because of Jason."

"Phoebe! We need you here today; I don't care if you're dating the boss if you don't get in here your job is on the line!"

"Ok, Ok," sighed Phoebe, "I'll come in."

Grabbing her coat and running to the car, Phoebe just hoped nothing would go wrong.

"Phoebe," said Elise, "thank god you're here; someone's messed up badly and your column has changed. We don't know how it happened but every letter seems to be about limes and turnips."

"Limes and turnips?"

"Yes, but it shouldn't have happened, I mean I saw the original articles they were there ready, and suddenly only limes and turnips. Have you still got the original copies?"

"I should have," said Phoebe a little bemused, "but could I see the changed ones as well?"

"Why?"

"Well limes and turnips have been an inexplicably large part of my life at the moment, I think this might be someone's idea of a sick joke."

"Ok, I'll find them for you."

Logging into her computer Phoebe went to this week's articles, "Damn," she said reading the first letter.

Dear ask Phoebe

If someone you trusted did something that would jeopardise your future would you be ok with it or would you just wait for him to see the relevance of the limes.

Future seeker

Dear future seeker,

Turnips are better than limes you know this.

Dear ask Phoebe

How many people do you know who can turn limes into turnips?

Lime boy

Dear lime boy,

2. Does that answer your question?

"Elise?" she asked, showing her editor the articles, "are these what you have?"

"Yes, sorry Phoebe but you are going to have to re-do this weeks letters."

"I can't, I have to get out of here."

"What?"

"Someone is messing with me, trying to tell me something; I don't know. I just need to get home"

"Because of limes?"

"Yes," replied Phoebe worriedly, there was something wrong here, something she was missing, something important. Beginning to walk away she felt an arm on her shoulder, followed by a horrible sinking feeling; she knew a premonition was coming.

She could only hope she could keep to her self, as if she was that lucky!

As a large projection appeared in the sky, Phoebe, and the rest of the newspaper office watched as the events from last week played out in brilliant Technicolor.

The confusion on everyone's faces was apparent.

"What's going on?" whispered Elise

"You're finding out why I didn't want to come in today," replied the witch.

"Call for your white lighter!" yelled the demon in the memory

"Phoebe!"

"Trust me Elise; you don't want to know."
As the vision played out Phoebe saw herself disappear:

"Ok what in the hell happened?" asked Phoebe

"Er nothing apparently except some purple smoke," replied her younger sibling, looking around.

"The sisters are gone!" they heard their neurotic white lighter yell.

"You were saying?" snapped Piper.

"Ok so we're invisible, big deal we orb back to the book and get our selves uninvisible."

"Leaving Chris with the demon?" asked Piper noticing Chris was once again orbing to avoid fireballs.

"Ok we vanquish the demon, then get ourselves uninvisible."

"So er blowing him up didn't work, how do you plan to vanquish him?"

"Lets do something!" yelled Phoebe, "All this talking isn't helping."

"I vote book!" said Paige, grabbing her sisters. They stood there for a few awkward seconds before Paige added, "ok I can't orb. Damn our powers must be out."

"So what do we do now?"

"I say we watch," Said Piper

"Watch what?" Piper pointed at Chris, who was currently telekinetically throwing the Demon into a wall.

"Did you know he could do that?" asked Paige.

"No, he's got some explaining to do… I mean when he can see us."

"Heart!" cried Chris, as the Demons heart appeared in his hand causing both it and the creature to burst into flames.

"A whole lot of explaining! That's my power!" cried Paige.

"Wh…wh…what the hell did you do?" stammered Elise

"Good Question!" yelled Phoebe but of course no one except her sisters heard her. "He must be half witch- half whitelighter," stated Paige "but surely that's not possible."

Piper was distracted; looking at her stomach as her thoughts from earlier came back to haunt her.

This child must be evil too or dead. It was the only thing that made sense to her, if they weren't why would they let someone else come back to save Wyatt, unless… unless they sent Chris.

Was she such an Idiot? Not to see what was staring her in the face? Could Chris be her son? Looking at Chris' face she wondered why she hadn't seen it before; he had Leo's eyes.

"I'm pregnant," said Piper suddenly.

"What?" yelled both her sisters.

"I'm pregnant," repeated the eldest.

"Wh…how… Are you sure?"

"I craved a banana chocolate and pickle sandwich this morning…"

"Yup you're pregnant!" stated Phoebe happily, "Oh! You don't think…" Her glance fell on her neurotic nephew "No!"

"Well it would explain a lot," contributed Paige.

"Yes it would but…it can't be true."

"Oh my he's got some explaining to do," said Phoebe as 'vision' Chris began the task of removing everyone's memories. Looking around, noticing the staring she added, "and so have I"

'C---' thought the empath. Panicking over what to do, she decided on what every sensible witch would; she called her whitelighter.

"Chris!" she yelled, "Chris?"