This takes place a few months - actually quite a few months ahead ... I changed the timeline a tiny bit but you can't really tell. I know some of you guys wanted to see how the whole Chris thing played out, but I never wanted to center the story around magic, so ...

Chapter 26 - Second Little Miracle

Where do I start?

Wyatt's 1 now, Patty's four.

Chris, the whitelighter from the future?

Oh, and Chris is my second son.

Yeah, that was a big surprise.

"What's going on?" I asked nervously. My sisters looked at each other.

"Maybe you should sit down for a second." Prue said.

"Oh, that doesn't sound good."

"No, no, it's good, it's good. I mean, it's, you know, it's not bad." Phoebe said quickly.

"It's a really good thing, it's not a bad thing. I think it's a really good thing, don't you think?" Prue said quickly.

"Yeah. I mean, it depends." Paige nodded.

"Uh-huh, that sounds worse." I said nervously.

"No, it's-it's just complicated." Paige assured me. Complicated. Great. Can't our lives be anything else?

"Okay, so why don't you guys just tell me what's going on." I asked.

They looked at each other.

"Well ... uh ... we ... we know what happened between you and Leo last night." Prue said. "In the ghostly plain." (Long, long long story)

"Wh - wh - what do you mean?" I forced a laugh. They couldn't ... they couldn't mean ... we were alone ... I think ... I mean, it was dark ... he was dying, I was crying ...

"No - no it's um, because of Chris ..."

"Chris!" That's even worse! I don't even know him, I don't even trust him! "How - how - how would - would Chris know what - what happened?"

"Well, because he wouldn't be here if it didn't." Prue told me.

"Yeah, see we've known for a while, we just didn't know how to talk to you and Leo about it." Phoebe explained.

"Talk to us about what?" Phoebe and Prue looked at Paige.

"Is this my turn?" She asked.

"Yeah." Phoebe replied..

"Yeah. Uh," Paige looked up at me. "Chris is your son." WHAT!

"Wyatt's brother. Look, I know this is huge..." Phoebe said gently.

"No, it's, it's not huge because it's not possible, it's crazy because I'm not pregnant." I said quickly. It's not. I can't be. Wyatt's barely seven months old. I just can't be.

"Yeah." Phoebe nodded.

"Yeah." Paige repeated.

"No, I'm not. I mean, how could that happen?" They all smiled, giving me a meaningful look. "I mean, I know how that could happen but it..."

"Maybe you should talk to Leo about it." Prue suggested gently.

"I ... I think I should ... yeah ... Oh, god ..."

Knocking on the door, Chris walked in. "Is this a bad time?"

I turned, looking at him. How could I not have seen it? He has Leo's eyes, my nose.

Oh my god. He's my son.

We stopped the evil that was getting to Wyatt a few weeks ago - demonic game show hosts, collecting power, to get to him. That's the good news.

In trying to get Chris back to his own time, Leo and Chris have ended up in some other dimension. My sisters have gone to get them back - but there alter-egos from the other dimension didn't come through to ours.

That's the bad, by the way.

And it's about to get a whole lot worse.

I'm in labour.

"Breathe, dear, in long, out short. One in…three short. In…three short." said Mrs Winterbourne, a teacher at magic school. Don't ask, long, long story.

"Where are my sisters?" I said, panicked. "And Leo, I need Leo ..."

"Gideon's trying to find them, dear. Just try to focus on the breath. In…" Patty and Wyatt were sat in the playpen at the other end of the room, looking at me, scared.

"What happened?" Gideon asked, walking in.

"Her water's broke. She needs to get to a hospital." Mrs. Winterbourne said.

"Did you find them?" I asked him.

"No, not yet, but you can't wait any longer. It's not safe." He looked back at Mrs. Winterbourne. "Go. Hurry."

She nodded.

"Somebody has to stay with Patty and - and Wyatt.

Gideon looked over at them. "Don't worry. I'll take care of them."

A lot later, in the hospital, after the world becomes really really good.

"Oh, there you guys are." I smiled, seeing Phoebe, Paige and Prue walked in. "Where have you been?"

"She seems normal." Paige whispered. What does that mean?

Ah well.

"Come on, come in, come in." I said happily.

"Piper, are you okay?" Phoebe asked carefully.

"Of course I'm okay. I'm having a baby, for crying out loud." I held up the Jell-o cup. "Jell-O? It's really yummy." It really is you know.

"No, thanks." Prue said.

The Orderly walks in.

"Excuse me. How'd you like your dinner?" He asked me.

"Are you kidding? The frozen peas and processed turkey? It was to die for." He picked up the tray. "Oh, here, let me give you a hand."

You know what, his right hand is missing. Oops.

We both laughed.

"Piper, that's not funny." Phoebe said. Wow. Some one's grumpy today.

"Oh, that's okay. It's my fault it even happened." The orderly said.

"Why is it your fault?" Paige asked.

"Oh, I used my cell phone in the hospital. Talk about your big no-nos. Hey, good luck with the little one."

"Thanks." I smiled as he left. "He really should've known better." I remarked.

"Piper, snap out of it! This is crazy-making!" Phoebe said loudly.

"What is?" I asked brightly.

"This, everything! You, the hand, the whole damn world! It's driving me insane!" Phoebe cried.

"Phoebe, you really should not swear. They will cut your tongue out." I told her.

"Ohh! This is ridiculous." Prue sighed.

"Okay, Piper, you have to listen to me. Wyatt is in danger." Paige said.

"What do you mean? What kind of danger?"

"It's Gideon. He's trying to kill him."

That's so funny. I never knew Paige was so funny!

I burst out laughing.

"It's not funny! I'm being serious." Paige cried.

"That's ridiculous! He's an Elder. He couldn't hurt a fly."

I carried on laughing as the doctor walked in.

"What's so funny?" He asked.

"Oh, don't ask."

I gasped in pain at a contraction.

"Whoopsy! That's not good." The doctor smiled.

"What's not good? What's going on?" Phoebe asked.

"Those darn contractions. They're a lot more painful than they should be." I replied.

"What does that mean?" Prue asked quickly.

"It means visiting hours are over. Buh-bye now." The doctor replied.

"No, we're not leaving her." Phoebe said. Was is she doing?

"Oh, I'm sorry, but rules are rules." The doctor smiled. "Did you want to keep your legs?"

"We'll call you." Phoebe said quickly.

"Okey-dokey." I waved as they left. "Ouchy!"

"Does it hurt when I touch here?" The doctor asked me.

"Yeow! Boy, that smarts."

"Huh. Well, we might be looking at a c-section here, Piper. Might be the only way to get the baby out safely." He said brightly.

"Safely?" I repeated.

"Oh, let's get another ultrasound, shall we? I'll be right back." He smiled, then left.

I took a deep breath, putting my hands on my stomach.

Ooh, it would be so sad if your sisters weren't here to help you through all this. You heard what they said about Gideon. Imagine saying such ugly lies about such a nice person.

It really would.

At that moment, my sisters walked back in.

"Gideon is trying to kill Wyatt. We have to stop him." Phoebe said to me.

"No, no, no, no, no. Stop it. He's an Elder."

"No, Piper, he's evil." Paige said.

"No, he's not. Now, shush, before someone hears you." I said, as three elders orbed in. "No, no, no. Don't hurt them. They didn't mean it."

They shoot fire at them. They orbed out and the Elders disappeared.

You have to help them conform. Save them from themselves before it's too late and you lose them…forever.

Maybe I could use a spell ...

"Call now…the powers, blessed be, to make my sisters ... happ-happy." I chanted, smiling.

A little while later, the doctor came back.

"Definetly a c-section, Piper." He smiled.

"Okey-dokey." I beamed. "Let's go."

I came round later, and the doctor explained I'd haemorrhaged, nearly died.

I can remember before ... did something happen?

My sisters have some explaining to do.

I can see them. Phoebe's holding Patty, Paige has Wyatt. Prue's talking to Leo. Does that mean they got Chris home?

Speaking of Chris ...

Oh, he's there. The doctor just gave him to Leo. Baby Chris, that is.

Leo's coming over. Good. I want to see him.

"Hi." He said.

"Hi." I smiled. "Is that him?"

He nodded, put baby Chris in my arms. I looked down at him, felt a familiar rush of love.

"How are you?" He asked. "I heard we nearly lost you ..." He said, a pained expression on his face.

"Can't get rid of me that easy." I replied.

He smiled at me. "I don't want to."

I looked down at baby Chris.

Our second little miracle.