Disclaimer: See Chapter One.

A/N: I love the response to this story! And to answer some questions some of you had. The whole Gideon betrayal thing will happen, it might be a little different, but it'll happen. And Chris is putting himself on the right track, but he doesn't know it. Remember, he hasn't gotten the other Chris's full memories yet. He was just trying to make Chris act a little less weird around his Wyatt. Okay, then, on to the story!

Charmed Generations

Chapter Five

Babies and Babying

"Okay, for the moment, everybody is safe," Chris informed, standing on the roof of some random building with Wyatt. "We need to come up with some kind of plan because this 'waiting for an attack that seems off' deal is not working."

"I completely agree," Wyatt said. "So what is your idea?"

Chris looked at him. "What makes you think I have one?"

"Because whenever you say we have to come up with a plan, you already have one in mind because you know I'm not as good as you are in the plan-making department," Wyatt explained.

"Whatever," Chris replied, rolling his eyes. "Anyway, we need to scope out the Underworld for any unusual activity. Whoever came back could be planning something big and we can't be taken by surprise."

"But he's already sent attackers, kinda at random. What were those, preliminary attacks?" Wyatt asked, confused.

"He could've been trying to scope out the other Chris's powers, since they obviously differentiate from mine." Chris shrugged. "If I were him, I'd want to know what I was dealing with. Which is why I suggest that we split up, taking alternate turns watching Chris and the rest of the family and scouring the Underworld."

"Yeah, I don't think that's such a good idea…"

Chris closed his eyes and sighed. "Don't do this, Wyatt," he said, looking at him pleadingly.

"Do what?"

"Every time one little thing happens to me, you go into overprotective big brother mode and don't let me out of your sight for weeks! You can't do that now! We have to protect our future! Let it go!" Chris exclaimed.

"You call getting shot by a Darklighter's arrow and nearly dying a 'little thing'!" Wyatt looked at him in bewildered anger. "I'm sorry, but I can't just 'let it go'! That is an image that I cannot easily forget! And it's not as uncommon an occurrence as I would like! Chris, you need to be more cautious! I won't always be there to take care of you!"

"That's my point! You are always there!" Chris retorted. "I appreciate the fact that you don't want anything bad to happen to me, but I can take care of myself. I am a very powerful witch in my own rights."

Wyatt sighed. "I know you are, Chris. And I'm sorry if I smother you at times. But I just don't know what I'd do if something ever happened to you."

"Nothing's going to happen to me, Wy. I am a Halliwell, after all. So we do my plan?"

"Yeah, but I'm scoping out the Underworld first."

"Deal."

OoooOoooOoooO

Dante shimmered into the cave where a pack of manticores were feeding. They looked up, angry at the intrusion. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your dinner. I just thought that you would like your baby back."

That gripped their attention.

"All you have to do is one little thing for me. I want the Charmed Ones' Whitelighter dead."

Wyatt had heard enough. He quickly and discreetly orbed away.

Dante smiled as he sensed the elder brother leave. He had been especially hard to shake after he had become suspicious of him, which would never have happened if that stupid Darklighter had kept his mouth shut. No matter. The Brothers would now think that his plan involved the manticores, leaving him free to handle his ultimate plan. And if the manticores actually succeeded, well, all's the better.

OoooOoooOoooO

Chris sensed Wyatt orb downstairs so he silently eased out of the attic just as Leo and Chris orbed in. He hurried down the stairs as quietly as he could and rushed into the living room.

"What's wrong?" he asked, taking down his invisibility.

"I found the demon that came from our time. He's got the manticores to come after Chris. There's no known vanquish for them in this time. We have to warn someone, or risk exposing ourselves to protect him," Wyatt said worriedly.

"Not a problem," Chris assured. "Mom already made the potion and the Aunts are looking for the manticores, cause they are going to bargain with them for their help in getting Mom back from the Beast who took the baby."

"What?"

"You remember this story," Chris said exasperatedly. "You know, the baby is Damien, the Beast, his father. Come on."

"Oh yeah!" Wyatt recalled. "Man, I wonder what they're doing nowadays, we had such a good time growing up…"

"Focus here. The demon had to have known that the sisters were already after the manticores. Why would he bother with getting their help? It's not very subtle, which is what you'd expect from a demon with enough finesse to sneak back in time to destroy us. Are you sure you heard right?"

"Yes!" Wyatt defended.

"Well…" But whatever he was going to say was interrupted by a crash from the attic.

"Haven't we been through this before?" Wyatt asked rhetorically as they orbed up.

The scene in the attic was not a very pleasant one. Four manticores against a Whitelighter and an Elder weren't very good odds.

:There's no more potion left: Chris cried mentally as the manticores turned on him, confused as to which Chris they were supposed to attack.

:Well, come up with a spell: Wyatt snapped, knocking the creatures back with a fire pulse, but not destroying them.

:Even if I could come up with a rhyme on the spot like that, I couldn't in front of Dad! That would kind of give a way that I'm not just a Whitelighter:

:I really wish we didn't have to cover that up! If we didn't, we wouldn't need a damn spell to destroy these things:

:I've got an idea, but I'm not sure it will work…: Chris replied, as he ducked another blow from a manticore.

:Anything's better than this: Wyatt answered, trying to keep the manticores away from either Chrises.

:Okay, hold out both your hands. Throw a fire pulse with your right hand, and let me do the rest: Chris instructed. Wyatt did as he was told, but when he threw his fire pulse, electricity sprang out of the other hand. The combined powers were enough to kill all of the manticores.

"I can't believe that worked," Chris deadpanned, which caused Wyatt to give him a glare that basically said 'and you took a gamble?' "Hey, it worked!"

"Whatever." He turned towards the other two. "Where are the sisters?"

"Getting the baby back and vanquishing the rest of the pack," Leo replied. Orbs appeared in the attic and Wyatt and Chris instantly put up their invisibility. Piper, Paige, and Phoebe rematerialized with the baby.

"What happened here?" Piper asked, looking around at the mess left behind by the manticores.

"A few manticores attacked here," Chris replied smoothly. "Luckily, you left a few vials of potion behind so they were easily taken care of."
"Yeah," Leo corroborated.

"Alright, you two really need to decide if you're going to be on each other's side or not, cause this flipping around is really getting annoying," Phoebe informed them. "Especially for those of us who are going crazy with new empathy powers!"

Tbc…

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