A/N: Yippee! Lots of reviews on that last chapter. Thanks so much, and please keep them coming. They make me write faster. : )

Altaira- I know… don't you just love to hate Barbas? Thanks for the review.

tima- Slow down? I can't slow down. I swear this story isn't just a plot bunny… it's the Energizer plot bunny! It keeps going and going and going! Thanks for the review, glad you liked it.

Drama Angel- Thanks for the review. You made total sense. I thought double the Chris' would be double the fun too. Glad you liked it. I'll see what I can do about Barbas.

JadeAlmasy- Glad you liked the two Chris' idea. I wasn't totally sure if it would work out, but it's great that everyone likes it so much!

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"Barbas…" Piper breathed. "You can't have him!" She screamed, and blasted him.

"Now, Piper, really. After all this time, shouldn't you know that you can't blast me? I'm blast proof. I am invincible." Barbas stood staring at her.

"Not to me." Chris stood firm, shielding future Chris and Wyatt with his own body.

"Oh, young Christopher, how wrong you are. I know your greatest fear already. Your long lost brother from the future gave me your fear already." With a flick of his hand, Barbas conjured up a hologram of Evil Wyatt killing innocents. He grinned, and with one more flick of his hand, sent Chris spinning into the hologram.

"Chris… run! Get out of here. Orb, now, go please!" Piper screamed at her

baby.

"No, Mom, I can't leave you. I have to help. We'll call to dad. He'll come. This time he'll come." Chris begged, holding hismother's bloody body in his arms.

"Don't be so naïve, Christopher. Daddy dearest isn't coming. In fact, he's never going to come again. Do you want to know why? Dad was an elder. Now, elders no longer exist." EW leered over Chris, taunting him.

"You're lying. Dad will come. He'll come for mom. He will. Come on, DAD! DAD! DAD! DAD, PLEASE! MOM IS DYING, PLEASE!" Chris screamed hoarsely as loudly as he could.

"Baby, stop. It's okay. It's my time. You just concentrate on the good, ok peanut? Keep practicing, keep fighting. I know I can count on you, Chris. You've always been such a good boy. I'm so proud of you. I love you, Chris. Love you. Love… y…" Piper's voice trailed off as her breath failed.

"No, No… Mom… MOM!" Chris screamed, holding his mother's now lifeless body.

"Told you Dad wasn't coming, Chris. I orbed 'Up There' last night, and made sure of it. Those sanctimonious bastards thought they could defeat Wyatt Halliwell; clip my wings and take my powers. They learned wrong. All of them are gone now… including dad. He was part of the group, so he died just like all the other traitors. It's just us, now Chris. Join me. Join me now, or pay the price of losing every one else in this family. They mean nothing to me. I want power. Your power. You have 2 days to decide. If you make the wrong decision, I'll take your power from you. I'll be back then." EW orbed out, leaving Chris cradling the body of his dead mother.

"No, God no. Please, Wyatt's not evil. He's not. I'm not powerless. I'm powerful. I can heal. I can reflect powers. Evil will not win. I am not afraid." Chris stated slowly, closing his eyes against the image of his mother's body.

"I'm just pissed off." He finished, snapping out of the fear induced dream. He waved his hand and threw Barbas across the room telekinetically. He held his hand out, palm first, and waved it slowly across Barbas' face. "Ahhh… Barbas… your greatest fear is spending an eternity on the ghostly plane, with no fears to substantiate you." Chris smiled slowly. "This is my pleasure." With a wave of his hand he brought up the familiar fear scenario. The gray scale of the ghostly plane was eerie and silent. With a wave of his other hand, Chris sent Barbas spinning into his own fears.

Barbas stood in the middle of the Halliwell attic, seeing nothing. He couldn't sense any fears, and he couldn't feel any emotions.

"NO!" He screamed, terrified. He could feel a cold air come through and clench his throat, making it feel tight and compressed.

"There has to be fear somewhere. I need fear. I need it to live." He gasped, and blinked out to the one place he knew fears always existed-the San Francisco Memorial Hospital.

He walked up and down the halls, searching desperately for any soul that might pop up into his plane. "There must be someone… there has to be."

His chest felt heavy, like it was full of water, and he started to pant, not getting enough oxygen into his starved lungs. He ran faster, knowing that soon he wouldn't have enough fear left over from his last victim to survive. He blinked into the Emergency Room, knowing that fears always were strongest there, due to the uncertainty of love ones in peril.

His ears popped, and blood started to come out of his nose. "Damn you Halliwells… Damn you!" He shook his fist, as he finally embraced his terror, and it took over, sending his body into shock, and finally, took his last breath.

As the stunned Halliwells looked on, Barbas motionless body turned to a pile of sand on their attic floor.

Chris stared at Piper. "Does this mean he's gone? Did I get him?" He asked nervously.

"Yeah, baby. You did it. I'm so proud of you, honey." Chris shivered as Piper unknowingly repeated the words she had used when she was dying in his fear induced vision.

"Um… What are we gonna do about that? What if he reforms?" Patience asked nervously.

Jax stood. "I'll take care of it." He raised his hands, wiggling his fingers a bit, and then swept them to the side. The sand quickly blew away, out the window and beyond, as it rode Jax's wind jet stream, depositing grains of it as it fell.

"Hey, that was great an all, really, but can we please get back to my Wyatt now?" Future Chris asked impatiently.

"Chris, stop that! Your brother… er... you…. Ummm… he just defeated the biggest demon thorn in our side we've ever had. Barbas kept popping up like a bad oozing rash. So pardon us if we're going to stop and thank him. God you are so pushy!" Phoebe scolded Future Chris.

"Oh, sure, this coming from little miss how-can-I-use-my-magic-to-mess-up-today. This is rich! Aunt Paige, I can't wait until Phiona. You are gonna be so sorry you were ever rude to me!" Future Chris retorted with a smirk.

"Phiona, who's Phiona? What's going on, Chris?" Phoebe asked, sidetracked.

"Future Consequences. Can't tell." He used the phrase he knew would annoy her the most.

"ARGGHHH! You are such a neurotic freak!" She yelled. With a smile, she added "you're just lucky you're my favorite nephew."

"Hey!" Wyatt protested loudly.

"Oh, Wyatt… you're my other favorite nephew. You know, like when I need my car fixed, or my oil changed, or a fuse blows, or my checkbook gets overdrawn again or…"

Wyatt laughed. "Ok, I get it Aunt Pheobe." He gave her a quick hug. "But seriously, Chris, err... this Chris" he said, pointing "is right. We really need to work on Wyatt. He's coming, I feel it. And when he does, he's so powerful; he's going to attack us all."

"Ok, so we need a plan then." Chris said, removing Barbas from his mind, at least temporarily. It would take a long time to fully be rid of the memory of his mothers' lifeless bloody body.

"Well, basically, I think I can reverse him back to good, if I just show him all the good that is still in his life. Maybe if I remind him of his kids, and his wife, that'll be enough to snap him out of this." Future Chris thought aloud.

"No. If he's anything like me, then that's not going to work. I mean I'd protect what's mine with everything in my power, good or evil. Chances are, he already thinks he is protecting them by siding with evil, to keep the demons from attacking all the time." Wyatt countered.

"Well, then maybe, if we just show him what good is again. You know, show him the powers of being good over evil. Remind him about love, honor and peace? Show him what being a Halliwell is all about; family first… magic second." Piper offered.

"But, mom, he thinks that's what he's doing. He's protecting his family through evil. By going evil, demons won't attack. He's probably trying to turn me now, because he thinks that if it's working in the future, it should have happened long ago." Wyatt argued.

"Wait, Chris didn't you say that a demon in the future turned Wyatt evil?" Leo asked.

"Yeah, he's the highest level demon around. His name is Lernou." Future Chris answered.

"He's a middle level demon right now. Lernou feeds off witches insecurities, and uses that to boost his own power levels. Once he has drained enough insecurity, he can turn a good witch evil." Chris stated, reciting from memory the passage about Lernou from the Book of Shadows.

Future Chris snorted. "He might only be a middle level demon now, but trust me he gains a lot of powers in the next 20 years. He's as close to an unstoppable demon as there is in the future."

"So let's go kill this sucker now, and then he won't be able to turn Wyatt in the future, and then we won't have to hurt Future Wyatt now!" Phyra yelled, always ready for demon bloodshed.

Future Chris glanced at Chris and grinned. Somehow Chris heard his thoughts. She really is the coolest, huh? Paige is in SO much trouble in a few years!