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"What do you mean, Chris is evil? How could you let this happen, Wyatt?" Piper snapped at her oldest son.

"Mom, we were trying to save you. We had no idea that Juklay would infect Chris instead." Wyatt explained miserably.

"I already told you once today, I am the mother here, not you! You boys do not need to protect me! It's my job to protect the two of you. Now look what happened. Your brother is evil. His personality is mutated." Piper yelled.

"I will fix this mom, I swear I will. Chris did it for me, and I will do it for him. I just need some quiet so that I can sense for him."

"You'd better find him, and soon, Wyatt. We can't take the chance that he'll hurt or even kill an innocent. If he does, the Cleaners will take care of him before we ever get the chance." Leo worried aloud.

Wyatt nodded silently and closed his eyes. He listened, searching in his mind for the connection with Chris that had been there since Chris' birth. He found it, a very weak thread, and opened his eyes. He got to his feet quickly. "He's at P3." Wyatt orbed out, leaving his parents behind him. Leo stared for a second at his son's vanishing orbs. Piper elbowed him hard in the ribs. "Well, what are you waiting for? Orb!" She ordered. Leo sighed and orbed them both after Wyatt.

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They arrived at P3 seconds after Wyatt. Piper stared in shock at Chris, her baby. He was standing behind the bar, downing shot after shot of Jack Daniels' all the while holding Wyatt in a telekinetic grip.

"Chris! Let your brother go. Right now!" she couldn't help but yell.

"Well, well…if it isn't dear old mom and dad. Whatcha gonna do to me if I don't let him go, huh? You going to blow me up, ma?" Chris' voice wasn't his normal smooth, slightly cynical tone. This voice was hard and angry.

"Chris, don't do this. You love Wyatt. You know you do. Deep down inside, you love him. You have to let him go. Right now." Leo pleaded.

Chris dropped Wyatt with a flick of his wrist, and turned his grip instead to Leo. "You don't talk to me! Do you really think that you've made up for what you did? You let him kill her! You just sat 'Up There' on your cloud while he killed mom."

"What? Honey, I'm not dead. I'm right here." Piper soothed, though she was confused.

Chris blinked. "I don't mean now. I mean before. He just sat there and let you die."

Piper suddenly understood. "Sweetheart, Chris, listen to me. That never happened this time. You changed the future. Leo loves you and Wyatt and me. I know he made mistakes in your other life, but you can't hold him responsible for it now. This time he was a good father, a loving and kind man. He would never just sit by and let me or anyone else he loved be killed."

Chris suddenly dropped Leo, releasing the telekinetic choke hold. He started to cry, as his eyes changed back to green and hair turned back to its normal color. "Oh God, oh God, oh God…" he moaned, holding his head in his hands.

"Chris?" Leo hesitantly said his son's name. He had no idea that Chris still blamed him for his other life.

"Dad. Dad, I'm so sorry. I…I didn't mean it. It was like watching someone else talk. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Chris stuttered.

"Shh…it's okay Chris. It's just part of the poison that Juklay injected into you. It's made you think the past is the present. It's making you believe things that aren't true." Leo hugged his son close to his chest.

"Chris? I'm sorry. I should have gotten you out of there sooner. I'm sorry." Wyatt knelt down in front of his brother.

"Don't be stupid, Wy. It was my choice to go in blind. We should have waited. But now we just have to figure out a way to fix this. I don't want to go insane, Wy. Help me, ok?" Chris gasped, feeling the familiar effects of the mutation start to take hold again.

"I'll fix it, Chris. I promise. I'll fix it." Wyatt vowed, watching sadly as his brother's eyes once again turned grey and stormy and his hair darkened again.

Chris flung Leo across the room away from him. Leo orbed quickly, seeing the disco ball and lighting equipment he was headed for. He landed harmlessly at Piper's side. Chris flung his arm to the side again, this time knocking Leo into the bar. Chris turned quickly, and shot an elder bolt at Wyatt, who ducked and tried to use his own TK to knock Chris down. Chris yelled and sent a barstool crashing on the back of Wyatt's head, knocking him unconscious. Chris stared at Piper, unblinking and didn't say a word before he black orbed out.

"Damn it!" Piper swore before helping Leo up. Leo quickly healed the bloody gash on Wyatt's head.

"We have to figure something out. We've got to get him back to the manor now, before he does something stupid. Leo, you orb back to the manor and have Phyra get her cage ready. We have to be able to contain him until we can figure out how to change him back. Wyatt, you sense for him again, and we'll orb to him. For some reason, he doesn't seem as angry at me as he is at the two of you. Maybe between the two of us we can get him back to the manor." Piper reasoned aloud.

"Dad, can you ask Phy to start working on a potion that might reverse this mutation?" Wyatt asked.

"Yeah, I'll have her work on it. But I don't know if it will work, Wy. Anna's potion didn't." Leo commented sadly.

"We have to try something. If that doesn't work, I'll try something else. But I'm not letting this mutation have him. My brother is not evil!" Wyatt's voice was strained, and full of stress. "Come on. We have to hurry." He closed his eyes, and found Chris easily. "He's about to kill a cop."

He grabbed Piper's arm and orbed to Chris. Leo looked around the deserted club, and with a heavy sigh, orbed to the manor.

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Wyatt and Piper orbed in behind a dumpster. Wyatt whispered to Piper, "stay here". Piper snorted delicately. "Since when do I listen to you?" she whispered back. Wyatt responded with a roll of his eyes, and stepped out from behind the dumpster.

"Hey Chris."

"You again? Didn't I just knock you out?" Chris flicked his hands, freezing the terrified cop.

"Yeah, well you can't keep a good man down, ya know?" Wyatt answered back easily. With a flick of his own hands, he unfroze the cop. As soon as he could move, the cop drew his pistol and held it on Chris.

"Stop right there. You are under arrest." The cop yelled out, hands shaking.

"Actually, no, I'm not." Chris replied easily, taking the gun telekinetically, and throwing it down the alleyway.

"Shit." Wyatt breathed quietly. He grabbed the cop's hand and orbed them both to another alley way.

"What? What the?" the cop asked, shocked at the presence of magic.

"I'm sorry." Wyatt said, reaching into his pocket for a small packet of powder. He poured a little into his palm, and blew the memory dust into the cops' face. Wyatt immediately orbed back to Chris and Piper, leaving a very confused cop behind.

"You bastard! How dare you?" Chris yelled angrily as Wyatt's orbs reappeared. "I had him! He was easy pickings, and you" he threw Wyatt telekinetically hard into the side of the dumpster "ruined it all!"

"Chris! Stop this! Stop it now." Piper came out from behind the dumpster. "Wyatt just saved you from making the biggest mistake of your life! What are you, crazy? You can't just go around killing people. Especially cops! Have you forgotten how crazy your life can get when a cop suspects you of using magic? Huh? This isn't a game!" Piper cried out frustrated.

Chris sneered. "I'll do what I want, when I want. And there isn't a damn thing you can do about it."

"Yeah, Chris, there is." Wyatt hurled an energy ball directly at his brother's shoulder, aiming to wound. It hit Chris accurately, leaving behind an oozing, bloody burn mark. Chris screamed in agony, like a wounded cat.

"Mom, quick hold onto Chris." Piper held Chris' arm, as Wyatt picked up his brother, and orbed the three of them back to the manor.

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Wyatt landed in the attic, running with his brother over to the spot where Phyra already had the cage set up. He gently laid his brother down just outside, and healed the energy ball wound.

Chris angrily jumped up, and started to shout, starting to wave his hand to send Wyatt flying. Piper raised her own hands, and froze him. She knew that it didn't work on him, but it did make him move in slow motion, which allowed Wyatt time to move Chris telekinetically into the cage.

Phyra ran to the cage, and orbed the final crystal in place, starting her protection cage's familiar green glow.

"So what now?" Phyra asked quietly. She'd never seen her favorite cousin like this before. Chris was pacing the confines of the cage like a tiger. Back and forth, back and forth, Chris was alternately trying to use his powers to get out and touching the magical bars to see if he could move them.

"We fix him, Phy. Have you started on the potion yet?" Wyatt's voice was quiet and full of pain as he watched his brother.

"Not yet…Uncle Leo went to get me some goat's horn and some elfin hair. We were all out, and I think this potion will need it." Phyra answered in a whisper. "Wy? Do you think we're going to be able to fix this? This is really bad. Worse even than when evil you came back from the future. "

Wyatt pulled his youngest cousin into a tight hug. He kissed the top of her head comfortingly. "It's going to be fine, sweetheart. We're going to do this. I'm not giving up on him; not ever. He's never given up on any of us, and we aren't about to give up on him now."

"Wy?" Chris' voice was weak. They turned and saw Chris weakly sitting on the floor of the cage. Wyatt looked closely, his eyes were green.

"How ya doin', pal?" Wyatt asked softly, sitting on the floor beside the cage so that he could look directly into Chris' eyes.

"This is so strong. It's like being taken over by a tsunami. I can still feel me, but it's so small compared to the super strength emotions that are coming out. The cop?" Chris asked, suddenly afraid.

"No, it's ok. I took care of it with memory dust. He's confused, but he's fine. You haven't done anything bad."

Chris snorted. "I tried to kill you and dad."

Wyatt shrugged. "Yeah, well I just hit you with an energy ball. I guess we're even. Besides, at least you've got a soft spot for mom when you're like this. When I was evil, I hated everyone equally."

Chris laughed weakly. "Wy…you have to hurry ok? I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to keep coming back."

"You'll be ok, pal. You just have to save your strength up, and fight him when we need you to. You just concentrate on finding yourself inside that tsunami. We'll take care of the rest."

"Wyatt…I need you to promise me." Chris gasped

"I promise. I'll take care of it." Wyatt vowed.

"No, not that. Promise me, if I don't come back, or if I hurt someone that you'll vanquish me. Promise!" Chris cried out at the stunned look on Wyatt's face.

"I…I can't do that, Chris. Don't ask me to. We'll fix it. And you'll just stay in the cage to protect yourself and everyone else until we do. I swear, you're going to be okay, I promise." Wyatt's face was pasty white.

"NO!" Chris screamed. "Wyatt, promise me. I don't want to be evil forever. Promise me that if I am you will vanquish me. PROMISE ME!"

"No. I won't promise you. I won't vanquish you. Ever. Brothers stick together, they don't voluntarily break apart. I swore I'd never hurt you again, Chris. And that includes vanquishing you. I love you. You're my brother, and my best friend. I won't vanquish you, not even if it means having an evil brother forever. I won't do it, don't ask me to."

Phyra looked on in amazement as a tear dripped down Wyatt's cheek. The oldest Halliwell child was crying?

"Please, Wy. Please, do this for me. Please Wy, you've seen the memories of my other life. You've seen what an evil brother is like. I don't want you to have that. If this is my destiny, to save you from evil only to become evil myself, then fine; I can live with that. But don't let your destiny be that you are forever fighting with yourself to keep me alive." Chris begged.

"Destiny, Chris? My only destiny is to make sure that you are healthy and well enough to complete yours. Don't you get it? Losing mom is what turned me evil in the other life. What do you think that losing you will do? No. I am not vanquishing you. So stop asking!" Wyatt yelled. He got to his feet and started pacing.

"Then work fast, Wy. Work really fast." Chris gasped, and as Phyra stared into the cage, his eyes turned grey and he lunged for the walls of the cage. Phyra scooted back with a squeal, as the walls of the cage gave off a spark and knocked Chris back inside the cage.

"Come on, Phy. We've got to get that potion made. Right now."