"Please eat something Chris." Piper begged her stubborn son who shook his head no. For the past week Chris had been in bed with a high fever. Though naturally small but the lack of eating made the small boy, if possible, appear even smaller. Piper hated to see her baby so pale and his usually bright green wondering eyes were dull and lifeless. "What am I going to do you with?" Piper asked herself
"You could let me out of the room and let me play?" Chris asked hopefully not understanding that he wasn't for him.
"Nice try, but I can't. Do you understand how sick you are? If you temperature goes up any higher you might have to go to the hospital." Piper said trying not to worry her son
"But I don't want to go there." Chris whined getting scared
"Same here, but at the rate you're going you might end up having to go to kindergarten later then all the other kids."
"But I want to go to kindergarten, I want to be a big boy like Wyatt and go to school."
"I know you do sweetie, but you have to get better first."
"How do I do that?"
"Well for starters you can eat a little." Piper pushed the bowl of soup closer to Chris. She was extremely tempted to hand feed the soup to Chris, but she knew that he would only get mad and would refuse to eat once again. She saw Chris reach for the spoon and try to pick it up, but he couldn't do it and tears started to form in his eyes. "It's okay peanut." Piper said as she saw her son start to break down. She moved the tray out of the way and pulled him in close.
"I…d…don't…want to b…be a baby." Chris cried into his mom's shoulder
"Shhh you're not a baby." Piper cooed trying to comfort him
"Yes I am! Yes I am! Yes I am!" Chris shouted pulling out of his mother's grasp, "I can't do anything, I can't even pick up a stupid spoon! I'm a big baby!" Chris shook as his yelling took a toll on him and he started coughing.
"Don't say that, you know it's not true." Piper said soothingly rubbing her hand in comforting circles on Chris's back trying to get his breathing back to normal. "You're body is just weak at the moment because you haven't eaten anything in days."
"I don't like being like this mommy." Chris cried leaning back into his mom's warm embrace
"I know you don't."
"Can't you just have Wyatt heal me?"
"I'm sorry sweetie, but he can't you know that."
"Yeah I know, but it was worth a shot." Chris sighed and slowly started to fall asleep as his mom rocked him back and forth. Piper laid Chris down once she was sure he was asleep. She checked his temperature one last time before picking up the tray and walking out of the room.
"Hey, how's he holding up?" Leo asked walking into the kitchen.
"Not good, not good at all." Piper sighed walking over to her husband leaning on his chest.
"What's wrong?" Leo asked rubbing his hands up and down Piper's back
"He broke down in his room. He is just so weak; he couldn't pick up a spoon. And his fever is almost at 106. I don't know what to do."
"We will figure something out." Leo wrapped his arms around his wife pulling her in close.
Chris saw his mom was finally asleep and decided to try and get out of bed. He sat up finding it harder to do then he thought it would and slowly pushed himself towards the edge of the bed.
"Chris what are you doing?" Wyatt asked running into the room and pushing Chris back into bed before climbing on to it.
"I was trying to leave the room before you came in and pushed me back into bed." Chris said annoyed
"That's because you are suppose to be resting and trying to get better."
"Well I don't want to rest any more."
"Do you understand how sick you are?"
"Why does everyone keep asking me that? Yes I know that I am sick, but I can take care of myself."
"No you can't, you are only five!"
"But you told me that since I am five now that I have to take care of myself."
"But I didn't mean it so you would not sleep and get sick. It's okay to go to mommy and daddy when you are scared or sick. I meant it more for school; you have to be careful around the other kids. Especially with your powers, you can't let anyone know you have them. And you can't take anything too seriously if kids say anything mean about witches because they don't know anything. But you should always go to mommy and daddy for help. And if you don't want to go to them you could always come to me."
"You are just saying that cause dad told you to."
"No, I mean it. I even go to mom and dad for help. I would never lie to you. You're my little brother and I would never want anything bad to happen to you."
"You really go to mom and dad?" Chris asked in amazement
"Of course I do. They know how to fix almost everything."
"Not me being sick." Wyatt laughed and shuffled his brother's hair, "Do you think you could heal me?"
"You know if I could I would. But mommy might get mad and besides I don't know how to heal that well."
"Yeah I know." Chris leaned back against his pillows closing his eyes.
"Are you feeling worse?" Wyatt asked putting his hand to Chris's burning forehead. Chris thought hard about what he was going to say and Wyatt saw he was having trouble. "Chris you can tell me."
"Fine, I'm just so tired and sore. And I'm hot under all these blankets but freezing without them. My whole body hurts real bad, I can barley move. Everything is just so confusing right now I just want to get better real soon."
"Try and get some sleep." Wyatt orbed a cool towel and placed it on his brother's forehead like he had seen his parents do. "I love you." Wyatt said kissing Chris's cheek
"I love you too, and thanks for everything."
"That's what big brother's are for. Now get better soon, I miss playing with you. The house is very quiet without your constant talking." Wyatt said before walking out of the room
"I know what you mean bro." Chris whispered under his breath falling asleep
A/N: Thanks everyone for the reviews. I won't be able to update as much cause school started and my schedual is really busy. Sorry I don't have the time to comment on the reviews, but they are great knowing that people like the story.