Chapter 5

"Piper sweetie you have to calm down" Paige spoke softly to her older sister who was shaking violently as she cried, angry with herself for deceiving her youngest son resulting in his very painful out burst.

"Paige is right honey you sitting up here crying like this is only going to hurt Chris even more, not help him" the empath spoke while resting a gentle hand on the woman's rounded belly.

"It doesn't matter. Nothing I say or do is going to change the fact that my son hates me and who could blame him after everything I put him through. Everything I said and did to him and how I handed him over to Wyatt without so much as a second thought. No wonder he can't stand the sight of me" she sobbed while her sisters wrapped loving arms around her to try and give the woman a little reassurance.

"That's not true and you know it Piper. Chris loves you. It's just that he's been through a lot and he's gonna need some time to sort things out" Paige replied while giving Phoebe a "help me out here" sort of look.

"That's right and when you stripped him of his powers he felt as if you had taken away the last bit of control he had. The only thing he had left and his only way of saving his brother"

"Ha. Save his brother" Piper spoke with sarcasm and pain in her voice. "Oh I think that's pretty much a lost cause, don't you"

"How could you say that Piper?" replied a stunned Phoebe.

"Yeah you're just upset and not thinking clearly right now. You don't mean that" added Paige.

"No I do mean it. It's just that for once I'm actually being realistic" the woman coldly replied.

Phoebe and Paige began to say something, anything to derail their sister's train of thought but they couldn't. The two sisters knew that nothing they said would help her right now and the only person who wielded the power to end their sister's suffering was sitting alone somewhere suffering just as much and dealing with a pain that no one ever should. They were both in so much agony, so much pain that it would cripple the average human but then again the Halliwell's were not your average family.

The two women looked between each other and their sister each one not knowing what to say or do to ease the heartache that both mother and son were forced to endure at the present time nor did they understand what they were going through seeing as how neither one had ever been rapped or given birth. And with the threat of an evil Wyatt possibly returning to the past to have his revenge and recapture his brother once again did nothing to ease the tension or their anxiety.

"Piper" a voice from the doorway called out to her.

All three women looked up to see Leo wearing a heavy coat and putting gloves on.

"Where are you going?" questioned Phoebe with an uneasy feeling.

"To find Chris. He ran out of the house upset and I'm afraid he may do something to hurt himself" the Elder regretting his choice of words once he saw the horrified look form on the face of the boy's mother as she abruptly broke free of her sister's grasp.

"I'm coming with you" she spoke as she scurried around the room in search of the appropriate attire to wear in unusually cold weather.

"No you're not! You're not going anywhere in your condition Piper" the man scolded.

"Are you kidding me! I'm the reason he's out there in the first place and I am not going to sit here while my baby is somewhere out there roaming around in the freezing weather all alone" she snapped while throwing on a pair of sweat pants.

"Piper please calm down before you upset the baby"

"Well it's a little too late for that Paige. Chris is already upset" she continued as she pulled the turtle neck sweater over her head.

"Piper listen to me" Phoebe now spoke as she took hold of both her sister's hands as the woman glared at her ready to argue with whatever it was the woman was going to say next.

"Honey I know you're hurt right now and you feel as if you had to do something in order to stop the pain but you can't go out in this weather in your condition. If you do you may lose Chris"

"Stop being so damn dramatic Phoebe walking in the snow never killed anyone" she said roughly snatching her hands out of her sisters.

"You can if you're under this much stress Piper. Listen Chris is my son too and I will do what I have to, to make sure he's safe. You have to trust me Piper. I'll bring him home. I promise" Leo said walking over to the woman and giving her a kiss on the forehead.

"Promise" she questioned in a soft voice and tears dampened her cheeks.

"I promise" the man replied wiping her tears away before orbing out.

"Well" Piper began a second after the man disappeared. "I think that I'll have two very cold men on my hands when they get back so I'm going to make some hot chocolate" she finished before rushing out of the bedroom with Paige following close behind.

Phoebe wanted to believe in the words her sister had just spoken but something deep within her told the empath that the world of the eldest charmed one was about to go from bad to worse.

Maybe if he closed his eyes and concentrated real hard he would wake up from this nightmare and find himself on the attic sofa, with the book of shadows laying across his lap and the hands of his father around him. Comforting him and whispering soothing words that would confirm that this had been just another one of his dreams. That he was safe with his family in the past far away from his attacker who resided in the future, one that he hoped to change and that would eventually erase the events, the smell, the pain and the taste of his brother from his mind.

The feel of fingering running through his hair and had breath on his neck drew him from his thoughts.

"I missed you so much my love" the man spoke with a deep, sinister voice, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand.

This wasn't happening.

This couldn't be real.

No his imagination, his psyche was playing tricks on him, allowing his greatest fear to come to life.

"Did you miss me Christopher?" the man said planting another kiss on the birth mark on the back of his neck.

"This is a dream. You're not real" he spoke quietly as his body shook and trembled up against the powerfully built chest of his sibling.

"Oh I assure you Christopher I'm very real. Every inch of me, from the top of my head" the older Halliwell spoke as he moved to stand toe to toe with the younger male. He then took one of the boy's hands and placed in on head and trailed it down his body to bring home his words "Right down" he continued as his he made the boy's hand slid down his chest and to his waist line "To various places and my toes" he said stopping at a very private location. He smirked when he noticed how stiff the body of his younger brother had become before he snatched his hand away.

Wyatt snicker in triumph as he felt a rush that only complete dominance could provide. He cocked his head to one side as he watched his sibling close his eyes while tears escaped them. He then took the boy by the hips and drew him in close as his allowed his tongue to taste the salty drops before giving the boy a delicate kiss on the lips.

"No need to cry my dear" he said while brushing a few stray hairs from the boy's eyes. "There's no shame to be found in the way we feel for each other. It's ok if you like my touch" the man said causing the boy's eyes to jolt open.

"Like it?" the boy smiled slightly. "I loath it Wyatt, just as I loath and despise you! You twisted bastard" he said shoving the man back violently as he prepared to flee. But unfortunately for him Wyatt had the sharp reflexes of a cat.

"Oh really?" he spoke amusedly as he the boy struggled in his grasp. "I wouldn't speak such lies if I were you Christopher. You know how much it angers me"

Chris knew exactly what his brother was getting at, but yet he remained silent and hoped that the man wouldn't remind him of the one thing he wanted to forget more then the event it's self.

"Besides I can remember with all extreme clarity that it wasn't just my seed that damped the sheets that glorious night" he laughed as the younger witch cried out loud. "Don't worry my love I won't tell anyone. I'll keep that tasty little secret between the two of us" he said releasing his hold on the boy who allowed his weight to drop down into the whiteness of the snow.

Crouching down in front of the boy the older witch pulled out a vial from his pocket and presented it to him.

"What is that?" the boy questioned as he eyed the substance.

"Something to make you feel better little brother"

"Something like what" the boy responded not willing to believe a word out of his brother's mouth.

"Now, now Christopher, you're way too young to be so cynical but I have to admit. You're really cute when you're wearing that little curious gaze of yours"

"Cut the bullshit Wyatt and tell what that's for"

"To help you see things more, clearly"

"You mean to see thing the way you do. With no morals or conscious"

"Precisely after all, they just weigh you down and get in the way"

"You're crazy, you know that?"

"I may be crazy but if that means getting what the hell I want, then fine, I'll be just that. And right now all I want is you"

"You don't have to do this Wyatt" a very desperate Chris spoke "and besides I'm not going to take it no matter what you do me. I will never come to you willingly. EVER!" Chris shouted as he blinked the now heavily falling snow out of his eyes almost making it impossible to see.

The older witch simply smiled in return, shaking his head from side to side as he stood up and folded one arm over the other. "You always were stubborn Christopher, but fortunately for me I always come prepared" the man finished as he waved his arm and the boy's body froze.

"What the hell did you just do to me?" Chris said while trying hard not to let his panic and fear show. Suddenly he could feel his throat grow wide making it impossible for him to reject anything his brother put into his mouth.

"See what happens when you don't do as I say willingly?" the man grinned as he opened the vial and poured the liquid down the boy's throat. He then unfroze the witch and took a step back as the younger male slightly winced in pain. He knew the potion would cause the boy some discomfort which made his feel a little guilty but in the end he knew that his brother's moment of pain would bring them both so much pleasure that it would be worth the few short seconds of pain. But first he would have keep his distance from the boy for a little while long enough for the potion to take effect and for his plan to work his magic on his parents and aunts so they would do his bidding and drive his brother straight into his awaiting arms.

"What did you do to me?" his brother's irritated voice interrupted his thoughts.

"You'll see" he replied mysteriously which only served to further anger the boy.

Chris jumped to his feet with balled up fist, catching the older male off guard and landing a hard right hook. He was stunned when the twice blessed son laughed it off. He then hit him again and again only to receive the same reaction.

"Are you finished yet" the man question as the boy looked him over in frustration. "Are you aware of how sexy you look when you're all worked up" he said instantly bringing the boy's tyrant to an end. "As much as I would love to stick around and play with you" he said with a glimmer in his eye that Chris had learned to fear. "I must be going I have business to handle that can't be put off any longer" He said feeling the nearing presence of his father. "But don't worry sweet Christopher I won't be gone long" he spoke before orbing away.

"Chris!" the young male heard the voice of his father call out not giving him even a second to ponder over the actions of his brother.

"Are you ok son?" Leo continued as he looked the boy over for any signs of trauma.

"Yeah I'm ok" he lied without really understanding why.

"Good. My God Chris what were you thinking running off like that? Don't you know how worried your mother and I was?" the father spoke firmly as he held the boy in his arms.

"I'm sorry Dad. I just needed to clear my head. I didn't mean to worry you or Mom" he said trying not to let his fear show or alert his father to fact that his evil brother was back in the past yet again. Suddenly he felt sick to his stomach. Images of his brother forcing him to swallow the mystery potion flooded his mind and caused him to faultier a little as he wondered what the long term effect of the liquid would be.

Taking notice of his son's condition Leo grabbed him quickly and orbed out before he could hit the ground. Reforming in the attic Leo laid the boy down on the sofa and tired desperately to heal him.

"You can't heal me" the boy replied weakly as he felt his eye lids grew heavy.

"What? Chris what are you talking about" Leo questioned frantically.

"You can't" was all the young witch was able to say before he passed out to the hysterical cries of his father.

I know it took me forever to updatebut here it is and I hope that it was worth the wait and again thanks for all the great reviews.