A/N: Sorry that this chapter is really short and that the next couple of chapters might be this length also. It doesn't work if I put them all together in one big chapter it ruins the flow of the story. Please don't get made. And to answer TVCrazedquestion Lizzy and Chris and six and Wyatt is seven going on eight. I realized after I wrote the story that the things they say might be a little mature for their age, but please bare with me it has been awhile since I was that age. And thanks to everyone else to reviewed they mean a lot to me. I hope you are still likeing the story.
Chris slowly began to open his eyes and looked around taking in his surroundings. He had know clue where he was as he slowly sat up noticing that he was lying on the floor. The room was care with white floors and walls.
Chris heard footsteps coming towards him, he tried to stand up and run away but he couldn't the footsteps had put him in an almost trance like state. A strange man was walking towards him and as he came closer Chris noticed that he had the same brown hair and green eyes as he did. The man was soon standing right in front of where Chris was sitting.
"Where am I?" Chris asked, not knowing what else to say. He knew he wasn't suppose to talk to strangers, but there was something comforting and almost familiar about this man.
"Nowhere, everywhere."
"But that doesn't make sense, how is that possible."
"Magic works in mysterious ways."
"Who are you?"
"I am you."
"You are me?"
"Exactly."
Piper sat next to her youngest son, he hand over his. It had been three days since Chris's accident and he still had failed to wake up. She looked over at her son, he looked so tiny in the big hospital bed, if he got any paler or smaller it seemed like he could disappear.
Piper looked at Chris's face as it slowly began to change from a face of innocents and peace to one of worry and confusion a face she hadn't seen in over six years. It scared Piper to think of what might be going on inside her young son's mind for him to change his facial expression, especially that one. Was it even possible for him to be doing that?
Piper was taken out of her dreams and she heard the door creak open followed by her husband with two cups of coffee in his hands.
"Anything new?" he asked handing her a cup
"Look at his face." Was the only thing she could think of saying, not sure how to really explain what was happening. Leo took the seat next to Piper and stared at Chris's face.
"It looks like…but how is that possible?"
"I don't know, I mean they are the same person so we should expect to see some similarities, and we have seen many. But Chris is in a comma, can he even do that?"
"I don't know Piper, I just don't know." Leo put his arm around Piper's shoulder letting her head rest on him as they continued to worry about their son's state.