Trips to the past, visions of the future

by fakesgirl22000

Sort of strange little thing. Chris' cousin Prue comes to the past after the fall of P3 to help her cousin but in turn manages to spill a whole buch of secrets. Meanwhile Chris is being hounded by a darklighter.

3. Chapter 3

2026

Lord Wyatt Halliwell lay in his bed in the throws of a nightmare, the blue half of a triquetra hanging around his neck pulsating an eerie blue light.

"No, Chris!" he mumbled as Chris climbed over the railing, the blue light getting brighter, covering his whole body.

Chris took a step and Wyatt reached out through time and space, hands desperately reaching for his little brother.

2004

There was a Wile. E. Coyote moment when it didn't look like Chris was going to fall then gravity wrapped it's tendrils around Chris' feet and yanked him toward the ground only to be halted by an invisible force.

Leo, Prue and the Charmed Ones watched as the invisible forces fought over Chris' body.

Slowly the force began to reveal itself, starting with it's forearms and up to his black t-shirt then the blonde curls that fell over his face, soon the whole being was revealed.

Prue stepped back as if she'd been slapped, "Wyatt." She whispered.

Wyatt won the fight against gravity and pulled his brother back over the rail, turning the trembling frame around he wrapped his arms around the broken man.

"I got you, you're safe now, I got you." Wyatt whispered.

Chris buried his head in Wyatt's chest, "I'm sorry." He choked out through his sobs, gripping the back of Wyatt's shirt with both hands.

Wyatt hugged him back just as hard, "I love you Chris. Just don't give up okay?" He pulled back and stared into Chris' pained green eyes, "And please don't try and jump off a bridge again okay?"

Chris grinned slightly and nodded, burying his head in Wyatt's chest once more inhaling his scent, Wyatt pressed a soft kiss into his brother's hair and slowly Wyatt disappeared and Chris was wrapped in the arms of his father.

Opening his eyes again he came face to face with the plaid shirt of Leo Wyatt but he didn't pull away, his sobs eased and whispered, "Can we go home?"

Leo looked down at Chris and realised he was almost asleep, reaching down with one arm he scooped Chris into his arms. The exhausted whitelighter fell asleep, nestling his head in the crook of his father's neck.