A/N: Thanks a lot to everyone who reviewed.

Good Witch ()- Yay! I finally got an evil cliffie! Woohoo!

Nevair- Keep taking those deep breaths. I have no idea where my mind will take this story. Although, it might be interesting to see how Wyatt would react to having to vanquish his brother….hmmm… : )

Prissy-lady - There will be more in this chapter about the potion. Hopefully it should explain it all. I hope!

Altaira- Thanks! I'm glad you like it. Again, hopefully the potion questions will be answered in this chapter.

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Wyatt stood staring at the sky atop the Golden Gate Bridge. It was their spot, his and Chris'. No matter how big their problem, the bridge never failed to lend them a sense of calm and control. Wyatt sucked in a deep breath, breathing in the faint sea scent.

I can't do this, he thought to himself. Vanquish Chris? Even when I was evil, I never did that. How can he ask me to do it now?

"How did I know I'd find you here?" Leo's voice broke into Wyatt's desperate thoughts.

"Dad. Look, I'm sorry I left like that. I just…DAMN IT! That should have worked! Dad, the potion should have worked. " Wyatt burst out.

"Wy, it's not your fault the potion didn't work."

"Yeah, well, tell that to Chris. Dad…I promised him that I wouldn't let him stay evil, that I would vanquish him first. He didn't want to lead a life of evil. So what do I do now? I can't vanquish him, but I can't save him either." Wyatt was angry and his voice rang with frustration.

"Wyatt, stop it." Leo's voice was forceful and hard. "Chris is not evil, at least not for good. Your mom and aunts are working on a spell right now. Phyra is trying another potion. Your cousins are all either at Magic School looking for hints in the library or going through the Book of Shadows with a fine tooth comb. Everyone wants our Chris back. We all know what he sacrificed before. We aren't going to let him do it again."

Leo pulled Wyatt back against him in a hug. "But Wy, you need to listen to me. We need you. You can't go freaking out on us. You have the strongest connection to Chris. If there is any shred of our Chris still inside the mutated Chris, then you are going to have to be the one to find him."

"But…Dad, what if Chris is gone completely? What happens if he is…evil?" Wyatt felt like he was five years old again. He and Chris had been separated for the first time as Wyatt entered kindergarten, and both had felt completely and utterly lost for weeks.

"Then we change him back to good."

"What happens if we can't? Phy's potion didn't work, and it was one of her most powerful. What if nothing works, dad, and Chris stays evil?"

"Wyatt…we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. But, listen to me, son. Are you listening?" Wyatt nodded with a hint of a smile. "You will never, ever, have to vanquish your brother. I won't let you ever have to live with that type of stigma."

"But Dad, I promised him. I can't break my word. That's why Chris made me promise, he knew I'd never break my word." Wyatt interrupted.

"Wyatt!" Leo stopped and took a deep breath. "If everything fails, and we have absolutely no other options, no sense of hope at all, then your mom and I have decided. We'll vanquish him. He's our son, and our responsibility. If anyone has to keep your promise, it will be us, not you."

Wyatt looked into his father's eyes. "How…why would you want to do that? I know you love him. It'll hurt you to do it as much as it would me."

"Wyatt, sometimes love means having to do the right thing, not necessarily the easy thing or the happy thing. There is only one thing in this world that your mom and I find more difficult than the thought of vanquishing our son. The only thing worse, is to have to watch you do it." Leo dropped all pretenses of control, and wrapped his arms around his grown son, hugging him as if he could absorb his pain with a hug and an 'I Love You' as it did when he was a little boy who'd scraped his knee.

"I don't want any of us to vanquish him." Wyatt whispered.

"Neither do I, Wy. No one wants that. That's why we have to work to change him back now; so that no one has to." Leo flashed a quick grin at Wyatt. "So if you're done with your pity party, let's get back to the manor to save your brother."

Wyatt's cheekbones turned red with embarrassment, as he stood and looked at his father. "Whatever… let's just go help them save Chris." Together they orbed back to the manor.

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Wyatt orbed into the kitchen to find Phyra covered in dust muttering to herself angrily. Dirty dishes and open jars littered the counter. A trail of a gold flaky powder led from the pot bubbling on the stove top to the cupboard across the room.

"Holy Christ, Phy! What are you doing?" Wyatt asked incredulously. He'd never, ever in 23 years seen his mother's kitchen in such disarray.

"What does it look like she's doing, Wyatt? She's making potions!" His mother snapped, standing up from where she'd been bent over thumbing through packages of herbs.

"Do you need any help?" he asked, feeling a bit lost.

"Yeah. Go find a penguin." Phyra ordered.

" A WHAT?"

"A penguin! You know, little black and white bird, lives in the Arctic? I need feathers from the breast plate of a penguin."

"You want me to orb to the arctic and pick up penguin feathers?" It was by far the strangest potion ingredient he'd ever faced.

"Wyatt, you wanted to help. So go get the penguin feathers we need." Piper sighed.

"Yeah, yeah, ok. I'm going." He started to orb. As he was leaving he heard Phyra yell, "Make sure they're from the breast plate!"

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Leo orbed into the attic where Peyton was staring at the book intently. Phoebe was in the corner of the attic, balls of paper littered around her as she tried to make a spell strong enough to counteract the mutation. Paige just stood by the crystal cage, staring at her nephew inside.

"Any luck in the book?" Leo asked, walking over to Peyton.

"Only that we found out why the potion didn't work. Phy said she based it in mulberry root. Well, it says here in the book that Juklay's infections are immune to any type of plant based potion. In order for anything to work, the base of the potion has to be from an animal or mineral." Pey sighed. "So Phy's working on a new potion with Aunt Piper now. She said it's going to be her best potion ever. Let's hope she's right."

Leo gave her a small smile, and nodded.

"Paige, you okay?"

Paige sniffed, and turned to Leo. Her cheeks were wet with tears. "I guess I just don't get why it had to be him. He's done so much already. It's just not fair, Leo." She hesitated, and then continued. "Leo, right now, he reminds me so much of our neurotic white lighter. He's…desperate and unafraid."

Leo nodded, turning to look at his son. "I keep thinking of when he was turned into the spider demon. He was so angry with me, he hated me. I know I've been a better father this time around. I know it, but it doesn't seem like it when I look at him. I feel like I'm in some sort of time warp, that's making the past come back to haunt us all. I can't lose him again, Paige. I'm not going to."

Leo immediately turned away from Paige. "Phoebe!" He barked out, harsher than he intended. He immediately gentled his voice. "Sorry. How's the spell coming?"

"Good. I think if we use it in conjunction with Phyra's potion, it should super power the potion. I'm almost done. Just a few tweaks here and there and it should be done. It'll be ready by the time the potion is, for sure."

Leo nodded that he'd heard her. "Good, good. I better go check on the kids at Magic School. Maybe they've come up with something."

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Leo orbed into Magic School where Patience, Paisley and Patrick were busy reading.

"Hey guys, you find anything?" he asked.

"Not really. I mean northing good anyway. All of the people that had ever been infected by Juklay ended up destroying themselves. No one's ever had the mutation reversed." Patrick answered quietly.

"Did you find Wyatt, Uncle Leo?" Patience asked anxiously.

"Yeah, He's okay. He's helping your cousin and Aunt Piper with the new potion. Are you guys okay up here? I should go check on Piper." At their nods, Leo started to orb away.

"Uncle Leo! Wait!" Paisley suddenly yelled.

Leo reformed as his orbs stopped. "What? What did you find?"

"I was reading this book on personality thieves. Basically they just want more power so that they can create havoc and chaos in the lives of good witches." Paisley started.

"Yeah, Pais, I know. But we already know who infected Chris. What we're looking for is how to reverse it." Leo said impatiently.

"But Uncle Leo, it says in here that when a person's natural feelings and personality are altered; there is a 6 hour window. If the source of the infection can be destroyed before the 6 hours are through, then the infection is wiped away as if it had never been."

"Six hours? How long as it been since Chris was infected?" He asked urgently.

Paisley looked at her watch. "Oh No…Five hours, forty-five minutes."

"Dear God…we've only got fifteen minutes."