Disclaimer: I wish i owned charmed, if i did i would have enough money to bribe whoever is going to mark my mechanics exam to pass me. As it is bring on the U.

A/N i love reviews, even criticism... but no flames please.

Piper

It hadn't taken her long to realise that Paige had left and that she was lecturing thin air. Damn that sister of hers. "Paige!" she yelled, "get back here now," silence, "well I didn't actually expect that to work."

Ok this was getting embarrassing; Piper Halliwell considered herself a powerful witch with a certain amount of control over her life. Her son was the future of evil, her unborn child used powers without restraint and wanted disgusting sandwiches, and she had helped her sister do something really stupid. Yes, those are definitely qualities of a powerful in control Wiccan.

"Chris!" she yelled almost reluctantly, unwilling to admit her incompetence particularly to Chris. Still she was a little annoyed when he didn't respond, "Chris!" she repeated more forcefully. Ugh! That only left her with one option, "Leo!"

A moment later, to our witches relief and annoyance, he appeared in a swirl of blue orbs.

"Yes?" he asked. Glancing at him the witch tried to think where to start.

Phoebe

"Ok" said Phoebe to herself, hoping that thinking out loud would miraculously lead her to a solution, "I have a magical problem, several magical problems that I have to solve without the book or any help of any kind, what can I do?" Unsurprisingly it didn't really help and her brain was still coming up with nothing.

"I have to do something!" declared the witch rather more decisively than was appropriate considering it would take her another 20 minutes to come up with an idea. Still it was progress.

She had decided to tell Piper about Paige over the phone; thus reducing the risk of projecting the truth about Chris and allowing the problem with Paige to be solved without her. Then she would call Jason and persuade him to let her use his apartment to scry for Chris, meaning she could search for him, and hopefully confront him without facing her sisters. Then all she had to do was learn to control her projection and she could go home and they could get back to vanquishing demons and preventing Wyatt from becoming the source of all evil. Simple.

Picking up the phone Phoebe dialled Piper's number first, 'Ring-ring, Ring-ring, Ring-ring,' "come on pick up already,"

"Hello?" said a voice on the other end.

"Leo?" asked Phoebe amazed, "what are you doing home? I mean down here? I mean, ugh never mind just put Piper on the phone!" A few seconds later, after some shuffling sounds from the other end of the line Phoebe heard her sisters voice, "We've got a problem."

"You mean our invisibible sister?"

"Invisibible? How old are you 10?"

"No, but she seemed to be. She was acting really childish, I figure it's a personal gain consequence of the spell she cast."

"This day just keeps getting worse and worse."

"Tell me about it, somehow the paper lost all of this weeks letters so…"

"Phoebe no! You need to get home now!"

"Piper I can't or I'll lose my job. I need to get this done quickly." She felt bad about lying to her sister but keeping secrets was not her strong point, if she mentioned Chris the whole story would probably come pouring out and she needed to talk to him first.

"Fine but please try to get it done soon. Bye."

Piper

"Ugh!" said the witch hanging up the phone.

"I take it that means she's not coming home to help?"

"No Leo she is not, she has to rewrite her column. Which means you, are going to go and find Paige, while I work on reversing that spell."

As she watched her ex husband begin to sense Paige, the eldest charmed one began to search for the paper she had written the spell on. 'First rule of spell writing; always keep a copy' she thought to her self, ' I must remember to teach that to Wyatt and Chris,'

"Ugh! Where the hell is it!" she yelled to herself, not realising what she had thought. "Aha!"

Triumphantly discovering her spell on the counter in the kitchen, she cringed at the poor construction of it.

Power of the witches' line

Show to me what will be mine

From powers past to future gifts

Show me what's mine but make it swift

"No wonder it had self-gain consequences, I didn't even include a line about how it might not be totally selfish…" she sighed. 'Okay' she thought, 'maybe the mind of the 10 year old came from the line ' from powers past' because childhood could be considered a gift.' "This is going to take some time…"

Chris

After leaving the Bay mirror Chris orbed himself to the top of the golden gate bridge to be 'alone' with his thoughts. Well as alone as he could be with Wyatt's constant little invasions into his mind. Standing on the top he muttered a little spell to stop people from noticing his presence, not an invisibility spell; that would take too long, but just something so that people wouldn't really think about a guy standing on the bridge. This was the worst he had felt since he had come to the past; worse than when he had almost ceased to exist. His brother was inside of his mind again, his thoughts were no longer his own and worse he could never tell when he was there or not. Chris remembered when he was little, when having this connection with his brother had felt like a good thing; they always knew where the other was, whether they were in trouble or having fun, they couldn't lie to each other, or so he thought. As they grew up the connection seemed to gradually become a one-way thing, slowly enough so that he didn't really notice. They were no longer constantly in one another's thoughts, Chris gradually seemed to have less and less idea what his brother was thinking and feeling, where he was, who he was. He remembered the day he realised his side of the connection was lost forever, the day Wyatt showed his true colours, what he had been planning and Chris had had no idea. He never really knew why it had happened; perhaps Wyatt had just grown too strong for him, he could never lose Wyatt though. His brother liked to stay in his head, 'to keep them close' he had said but Chris knew better it was so he couldn't do anything without Wyatt knowing. Everything Chris did, Wyatt knew about before it happened, some leader of the rebellion he was. He had found a way to block him, a spell; but it only worked for short periods, enough to plan this expedition to the past and when he had got here Wyatt had been gone. Now he was back, and the worst thing was he kind of liked it. He had always had his brother in his head, it felt strangely right…

Chris felt a ripple shake across as he stood on top of bridge and found himself in a very different place.

"No way Chris," laughed his brother seating himself on the couch "you are talking to me here, I'm not going to fall for that ' I was demon hunting' c---. Who's the girl?"

"You expect me to tell you after last time?"

"Hey that was an accident!"

"You turned her into a pigeon," laughed Chris turning the TV on. Wyatt shrugged, "it was an improvement looks wise."

The ripple spread back out again and Chris was once again standing on top of the golden gate bridge staring into space. Sitting down he became lost in his thought once more.