Hi there!!!
Well, here comes the new chapter.
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I've still to write the next chapter, although I already know what will happen (or at least what shoud happen), so in some days it should be beta-ed and all.
Thanks again and forever to all the reviwers and sorry if I can't update more. Er... just grab a cookie as a bribe and look at my puppy sorry eyes.
(Puupy Sorry eyes!!)
Lately in Charmed:
"What happened?" Leo's head appeared behind his aunt's shoulder. "Chris? You're a teenager..."
After that statement, he should start wondering how many birthdays he's missed. Thought the kid, but as it was nonsense, he simply shrugged at Leo.
"What can I say, Mr. Obvious?"
"Well... you weren't... you were seven o six years old a few hours ago..." protested Phoebe.
"Seven or six?" he asked, slightly bewildered.
"Yes, seven or six and you called Wyatt and he came and..." The witch looked at him and breathed deeply. " What the hell is going on today?? What is it? Witches fools day?"
The empath cursed colourfully and bent down to help Chris get up.
He accepted the help, a little startled. He didn't know Aunt Phoebe had that... vocabulary... In fact, he didn't even know the meaning of some of those words, that is if they were really words.
"Let me guess, you're still screwed because of your trying to screw my mind." he guessed. At least the charmed ones had the decency to look a little ashamed. Leo, though, just gave him a Look. One of those so feared stares that had earned a capital letter."You should mind your vocabulary, young man." He said.
"Says who?" The kid snapped out of habit, staring back. There were no capital letters in his looks, but they were worth some italics.
It was so wrong having Leo telling him how to correctly behave. It was like if Wyatt had tried to teach him about misusing their powers. Or Paige had advised someone against dying hair.
An awkward silence followed his question.
Chris saw Phoebe opening her mouth to answer back and Paige elbowing her. He saw too the frown on his father's forehead , it was not an angry one but concerned.
He knew this kind of silence.
Something was wrong again, and it was about him.
Maybe they know the truth, he thought startled, then again it could be a very different thing... his family used to be concerned for him by about anything, from not having enough social live to how much potato he served himself for breakfast. So guessing why they were looking at him like if he had grown a second head was useless.
But the silence was getting on his nerves.
It always did, but he had a tactic for these situations... he changed subjects.
"Where is Piper?"
And the silence grew thicker. Great.
Leo broke it with a cough.
"She's missing." He explained, then added in a hurry. "But don't worry, we'll get her back."
"Missing?" He asked, turning to Paige for he was not in the mood of talking with his father. "What do you mean she's missing?"
And Paige explained to the kid what had happened, at least part of it. She explain how he had changed into mini-Chris, the demon had appeared, Piper was behaving weird, Wyatt had appeared... er... out of nowhere (at this moment Leo had said something about going to fetch Wyatt and had orbed out of the attic), the toddler had vanquished the demon and had orbed Piper away for she was a threat.
"Wait, wait, wait..." Chris said once the witch had finished talking. "Wyatt vanquished a demon? He's just one year old... that's not fair."
The empath's face dropped.
"That's all you have to say?" she asked. "I mean, Piper is missing, you know? And you're changing randomly, and our magic doesn't work correctly... and all you can do is moan about Wyatt being so powerful?"
Chris glared at her, he was not moaning at Wyatt being powerful.
If his brother, the almighty and wonderful Twice Blessed, was able to vanquish a demon being one year old, he was nothing but happy and proud about it.
After all, he was the Oh-so-great twice blessed. Wyatt The Great. Owner of Excalibur. Wyatt Halliwell, aka The most powerful being in the magic world. No, he was not moaning about his brother being all powerful.
At that moment, Leo orbed back carrying his big brother who looked like a toddler who was not so happy being waken in the middle of the night. Chris wondered what would happen if he just tattooed something in the kid's forehead.
'Almighty Asshole' would do the trick.
"Hush hush, c'mon my boy... shhhh!!!" said Leo, trying to calm down his son before he get into a full tantrum. "Have you... er... told Chris what's happened?" he asked.
"Most of it." Phoebe answered.
What that meant was that they hadn't told him everything.
Chris still glared at his brother. It was childish, he knew it, but the image of Leo rocketing him carefully was not easing his little attack of jealousy.
"So what are you going to do?" the teen asked Paige. Trying to get a grip of himself, he walked to the Book and took a look at the Demon entry while she explained the whole Wyatt calling Piper thing.
"It's a good idea." He conceded, closing the book.
"It was Leo's." Phoebe said hastily. "He thought of it. He's really worried about Piper."
Paige looked at her sister with the more meaningful stare she could manage. It was asking what the hell was she talking about.
Chris snorted, of course he cared, she was his wife.
"Even with all what's happened, he loves her, you know?" the witch went on, ignoring her sister and looking meaningfully at the kid. "And it looks as if they're going to solve their problems sooner or..."
"Why don't we go on with the plan?" Leo interrupted the conversation, glaring at Phoebe and holding a less pissed Wyatt. "Remember Piper? Your sister? Wyatt's mother?"
The empath gave up. "Yeah, I remember..."
"Great, now... " Leo set Wyatt on the floor and kneeled in front of him, trying to focus on what to do now. "Let's see... Wyatt, can you please bring Piper back?"
Nothing happened, nothing but Chris' snort.
"You're not helping Chris..." snapped Leo. "C'mon Wy, I know you can understand me. And I know you miss mummy... but we need her here to help her".
The Maybe-Twice-Blessed-But-Right-Now-Pissed looked at him blankly until he mentioned 'mummy', then looked around searching her.
"Mummy?" said the kid with a pout. "Mummy!"
"Mummy is not here, hon..." said Paige. "We need you to bring her back..."
"Mummy!!" insisted Wyatt, the lack of sleep and all those adults around him talking about a mummy that was not there and that wasn't coming to him even if he was screaming (something that usually worked to claim her attention) put the kid in a cliff. So he reacted as any one year and a week old, someday an all powerful witch would. He started a full tantrum.
"Shit!" muttered Chris while Leo grabbed the toddler and started to pace up and down, trying to calm him down.
"Let's say that this didn't work, ok?"
"Yeah... too much for the almighty Charmed Ones..." Chris got up and walked to the Book of Shadows, unaware of the stare Phoebe was throwing at him.
She had heard that before.
Psycho Chris had said the same thing just before trying to kill Piper. It was hard to think about this Chris and Psycho Chris as the same person.
"We should tell him that we know." She whispered to Paige who was right next to her.
"Later... when Piper is alright and we've solved the SoulShadow demon affair."
Phoebe nodded in agreement.
"Anyway I feel sorry for him, he must be pretty worried, but he can't show it..." Paige said.
"I don't know..." the middle sister answered. "He didn't reacted very worried when I told him about Piper..."
"He must have been playing brave." Paige stated. "He can't be too worried or we will suspect."
Again, Phoebe wasn't so sure. She approached Chris.
"Are you alright?" She asked him.
The kid looked at her from the book, arching an eyebrow.
"Why shouldn't I?" he asked, then frowning in suspicion, added. "You haven't cast another spell on me, have you?"
Phoebe smirked. "No, we haven't... but with Piper missing and you... er... changing constantly, I'd be worried."
Chris shrugged.
"I'm worried... more or less..."
"More or less...?"
"Well, I've lived with magic since I was born... accidents like this happens every now and then... once my brother turned me into a cow... a big pink cow." Chris laughed at the memory and Phoebe melt down at the smile. Older Chris smiles were edgy, kind of bitterly.
"A big pink cow? Your mother must have been mad at him for that."
Chris laughed again.
"She got mad at both of us... I just changed him into a big yellow chicken. He kept waking and finding smashed eggs in his bed for a week or so..."
Now it was Phoebe's turn to bust into laughs.
"I bet she loved it..." Phoebe said, knowing her sister both kids must have been grounded for weeks.
"Well... she went crazy about misusing magic and grounded us... but at the moment we both were so carried away in our little fight that a spell, we're not really sure about who cast it, hit her and transformed her into a puppet."
Now the sister was running into hysterics, barely holding herself in the table of the book. Chris joined her laughs for a moment, but they both finally relented.
"Gosh! Surely it went awkward after that..." Phoebe said when she was able to speak again.
"You can't imagine" the kid answered, remembering the moment with a shudder.
Wondering if he was going to fall for it, Phoebe went on.
"And aren't you worried for her?"
For half a second, Chris nearly answered the question straight away. But being the sarcastic mind of the family had got him fast reaction skills.
"Worried about who? My mother? Why?" he put his more innocent smile.
"Sorry... I just changed the subject, I meant Piper." Answered the empath returning the innocent gesture.
"Piper? The Charmed One?" Chris' smile grew so wide and full of proud that if the sister had had any doubts about who he really was, they would have vanished in that very moment. "No way... Nothing can beat the Charmed Ones... nothing can beat her."
"You look pretty sure."
"Of course I am... you're a legend... you've faced everything and you've won. The day something beats Piper Halliwell is the day sky will turn pink and the rain will pour upside down."
Phoebe smiled, this Chris surely was different from the one they knew.
For a start, their Chris would be hysterical, flipping through the Book of Shadows like mad and bossing them around. He'd be sure that every single evil thing that could happen was, in fact, hundreds of times better than what was really going to happen. This one was more confident in them, and he worshiped Piper.
"Thank gods he's stopped crying..." muttered the teen, talking about Wyatt who had just eased the tantrum.
Leo was soothing him, and the kid was falling asleep. The angel looked at the sisters a little defeated, it hadn't worked.
"We'll think of something else, Leo... It was a good idea..." Paige tried to sound sure, but she was not. "We'll think of something..."
Even if she was trying to have her life outside magic with the part time jobs, a part of her was reassured of knowing that she could rely on her powers. But now they were working weird, and that was not so reassuring.
"I have and idea..." all of them turned to Chris who was smiling kind of mischievously.
"What idea?" asked Leo.
"Well... there's this little game I used to play with my brother when we were kids..."
A new awkward moment and silent stares between the sisters and Leo, luckily Chris didn't noticed any of them.
"What game?"
Chris told them which game.
Phoebe couldn't help but noticing how the teen looked at his father face, as if daring him to say something against the plan. The look wanted too much to be a dare, but in fact it looked more like a 'kid-looking-for-approval' stare trying to disguise itself like a glare. The kid caught her looking at him looking at Leo and quickly changed his face into a cocky smile.
"You played that with your brother?" Leo looked at him, a thin smirk in his face.
"Well... more like... I played that to my brother." He answered. "Until he caught me."
"And then?" asked Phoebe.
Chris raised an eyebrow, smiling widely. "What do you think was the 'Pink Cow and Yellow Chicken' incident about?"
Phoebe scarcely suppressed a laugh. "I think that's worth trying..." she said, looking at Leo and her sister.
"Yes... it could be... interesting" Leo couldn't help but to be amused by it. Surely he would have to do something in the future, but right now he was just wondering how tricky raising a magic child could be. He had also realized how much he longed to be there to find out.
"But won't the spell go wrong?" Paige asked. "With all the things that have been happening lately... it's a little risky. What if you just change again?"
Chris shook his head.
"I don't think so..." he answered. "Whatever is happening to your magic must be somehow connected with something you've done... some spell."
"How do you know that? I mean, it could be some kind of spell or magic on the house... couldn't it?" Argued the youngest Halliwell.
The teen shook his head again.
"No way, the effects you're mentioning... It looks like a whirlpool effect to me." He saw the stares of his family and explained himself, it was weird, thought. Aunt Paige had explained this to them just a week ago. "You see, the er... how was it? The thaumaturgical effect (T1T2-LM2/) of a spell that have gone wrong (T1(T2-LM2/)/T2) interferes usually with those carachteristics signatures of the source of power that have originated it. It's wave ondulates for the departing point (0,0) forming a continuum quantum space (x$/yrt) that would whirl it's spirals, creating chaos between the origin s (y) and affecting it's target (z) as much as the center of it's whirl, which can be one or many (u,v,w). The basics of the equation mixed with Anastains Teorema of the 'thaumatirgical relativity' (TH/2(87/&¬9)) would, nevertheless, be compensated by Obreus magical Law of Parthins. But it seems that the whirl ran and inversed patter on itself (u-u,v-v,w-w)" so the basical law it's not aplied on it's origins (0,0)"
For some seconds all the adults in the room squinted a little while their minds tried to find some empty space in the brain to put all the information. Eventually they gave up.
"I see." Lied both sisters.
"I don't" said Leo. "But if you say you can find Piper, I believe you. Now... can we proceed?"
Chris face light up a little at the words, but he quickly faded it into a cool stare.
"Sure... let's sit."
Leo sat down and Chris approached him, sitting next to his father in the floor and facing Wyatt who had just fell asleep.
"Wyatt, can you hear me?" the kid stirred, not deeply asleep but not awake.
Chris bit his lip, it had been a while since he last tried to do this.
"Spirit that sleeps in morpheus hands,
mind that stays in foreigner lands,
Sleep well, but heed the words I cast,
For from now my will on you will last".
Chris hesitated a little, cursing himself for not thinking of this before. Finally he continued.
"You must find Piper, she is in the black,
Use your powers to bring her back."
The last bit was pretty lame, but it should work.
Wyatt stirred again, his eyes half open but his stare somehow lost.
"This is mean..." said Leo, earning a glare from Chris. Oblivious to it, he continued. "But clever nevertheless. And I'm sure pretty funny... I can't believe you did that to your own brother."
Unbalanced at his father admitting that this was funny Chris couldn't stop a new cocky smile.
"Don't feel so sorry for my brother, he managed a good revenge..." Then he remembered who he was talking to, scowled, and focused on the main theme." It takes a few seconds to process the information, but... here it goes."
Wyatt's eyes snapped open and some orbs appeared in the middle of the room. Hastily, Paige placed the protection stones around the glows and, after a few seconds, Piper appeared. The witch looked at them, startled.
"Hey, girls, where were you?"
"Piper?" asked Paige.
"Of course I'm Piper, who else would I be? And why is Wyatt up at this hours?" she took a step to her son, but the force field created by the stones stopped her ."What the hell are these things doing on the floor? Paige, will you please take them off so I can go and put my son in bed, where he should be?"
Paige found herself already moving to the stones when Phoebe's yell stopped her.
"Paige, no! That's not Piper..." the empath said. "I can feel it, and it's lying."
The younger Halliwell looked at her oldest sister who scowled at Phoebe.
"Very clever, witch... I should have thought that your empathy would discover me..."
"Not that clever, SoulShadow, or I would have discovered all this earlier."
The demon with Piper face snickered.
"What can I say... I'm a smart demon."
"You're a dead demon if you don't leave my sister."
Piper laughed.
"Correction, I'm a dead demon IF I leave your sister." She looked around and saw Chris. "Hey, it's the witty kid again... What do you say, young man, do you want me to leave her?"
"Would you if I say so?"
"No."
"Then go to hell."
"That's not the way to talk to your mother, young man."
Chris glare became hastily a face of horror. That was not right. That was in fact very wrong. Out of panic, the kid plastered a new brand wide smile in his face and looked around to discover that, all of a sudden, his family was very interested in the study of the walls of the attic, or in Paige's case of her own boots.
Sooo wrong.
"What? Didn't you know that they knew?" gloated Piper.
And there was a new silent.
It was not a normal silence created by the absence of an answer, but a hush compounded by words unspoken. Like the essence of the anti-sound. The words were there, but as no one had ushered them, they reminded hanging in the air, slightly surprised for the lack of sound.
"Oops!, may I suspect that you have not yet told him that you knew?" Piper's face was twisted and her smirk unpleasant.
The kid faced his family again, Phoebe was looking at him with a uneasy smile.
"We meant to tell you... after all this was settled."
"Ah...er... ah... uh... um... I... er..." That was not on the top lists of the best answers in the history of magic.
Chris exhaled, trying to control the panic rising in him... although he wasn't able to explain what he was feeling, merely because he was starting to find hard to remember some past experience that could be categorized as weirder than this.
The demon, by the way, was still talking to him.
"And did your family told you that you became a damn six years old?"
Chris straightened up.
"In fact, yes, they did..."
"Really? Did they told you that you was such a useless cry baby?"
"No... but Wyatt used to tell me that..."
"Wyatt? That's interesting..." the demon smiled with his mother lips, but whatever he was thinking, the smile never got to the eyes. "Do you and him go along together in the future? Do you like him? Is he you role model?"
Now it was Chris' time to snort.
"Who? Wyatt? No way, his but a bigheaded, annoying moron with an ego the size of a little galaxy and nearly half as brains as a retarded mice."
Leo and Paige stared at him half stunned, but Phoebe had grown up being the youngest of three sisters, she knew enough about teenage ages to be able to translate that into what he really meant.
She also was able to sense where the conversation was heading, and that was not something she wanted to discuss right now.
"Enough!" she exclaimed before the thing inside her sister said something else. "Now we have to bring our Chris back so we can..."
"Ask them why you are here..." the demon cut her off, talking to Chris.
"I said enough!" she repeated, glancing over at her sister for some help.
"Ask them about the future... ask about Wyatt... Ask about..."
But the last part of the sentence got lost when someone pulled him by the shirt and made him orb away. He appeared in his mother's room and spinned around.
"What was she talking about, aunt...?" he stopped at mid sentence. "... Leo?"
"Aunt Leo? I must have changed a lot in your time if now I'm an aunt..." He jested, placing Wyatt in the bed again.
Chris remained silent, not sure about how should he behave around a joking Leo. In the future, when he was around, Leo had tried to be fatherly and all that stuff with him, but somehow he just had been able to be scarcely appropriate and a little out of place.
Once Wyatt was in the bed and the protection stones had been checked to be in it's place, his father sat in the bed in front of him.
"So you're my son." He asked. It wasn't the greatest way to start the conversation, but in fact there was probably no easy way to do it.
"Yes."
The elder nodded, trying to maintain some composure while his mind was on the line of the 'Oh my god oh my god oh my god I-beat-the-crap-out-of-him-this-morning oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god and he's-a-neurotic oh my god oh my god no-wonder-why-he-is-a-neurotic-if-his-father-just-goes-and-beats-him oh my god oh my god oh my god he-is-looking-I-should-say-something'.
"Uh..." said Leo. And his mind said Gosh, you're sooo clever... now try with 'Er..'.
"Er..." said Chris, annoyed at himself for being nervious.
Uneasy, Leo looked around, thinking on something to say until his eyes set on the wedding photo, in the bedside table. That carried a thought into his overwhelmed mind. "Are you worried about Piper?"
Chirs cocked his head, startled by the sudden question, then simply shook it.
"I just told Phoebe, I'm not worried about her... I know she'll be alright."
Leo saw too the pride in the kid words, the confidence in his eyes.
"Yes... I know what you mean..." he agreed "I will never stop wondering how they work everything out always... the power of the Charmed Ones plus their stubbornness... that's a threat."
Chris agreed and smirked.
"In fact I was more in the lines of the fact that I'm not born yet, so if something were to happen to her I wouldn't be here."
Leo stared at Chris with a sudden realization.
To get a son you must... invert some time an effort into the... er... previews of the mmm... pregnancy. Just to put it easy. A part of him smiled devishly for a second, until he forced himself to stop thinking with that part and keep using the brains above.
For a start, he and Piper were not in that kind of relationship anymore. They weren't even in a 'tea and cookies' relationship either.
And it did not looked as if they were going to get back to that (the coffee) any time soon.
"When will you be born?" he asked.
"What day is it?"
He told him.
Chris' smiled.
"I can't tell you, that would be messing with the future even more... and gods knows that when my future me discovers what you know, he'll work a way to kill me."
"I don't think so." Leo said, because that was what you said in these situations.
Chris raised an eyebrow at him and Leo smiled too.
"Ok, you're going to be really pissed, are you?" his father asked, still smiling.
"You can bet on that."
"Well is there something I can do to ease it? Some secret way to deal with you that I'll discover in the future?"
And that broke the moment, because it was easy to forget you were talking with the same Leo once he started talking back and he was even fun.
And you'd remember all the letters, and all those times when he'd pick Wyatt up there to see the elders. Up there were you were not allowed for you were not a full whitelighter or a twice blessed.
And you'd remember the long silence everytime you two got stored in a room, alone. The awkward feeling of not having anything to say, anything to share. The constant gap next to your mother where there should have been your father, in every important event in your life.
The prick in your heart when he was at Wyatt's.
Leo would never forget their birthdays, and he would ever remember to have a gift and a sorry note for Chris's. But he would be there in Wyatt's.
It wasn't that his father doesn't loved him, by there were more important matters.
"You have a secret way to deal with those things in th future." Chris heard himself muttering.
Hi father stared at him, expecting.
"You don't deal with it."
And as Leo fully coped with Chris's resentful voice, golden light surrounded the kid and he yelled, half in surprise half in fear.
The elder got up to reach him, but the spinning golden glow worked as a shield, impeding him to go anywhere near the kid. It don't lasted, however, and soon the glow disappeared leaving in it's place a fully grown Chris that stumbled and barely kept his balance.
"Chris?" asked Leo, playing again Mr. Obvious role.
The young man looked at him and retreated with a glimpse of fear, clutching a limp arm over his chest. Wyatt stirring in the cradle caught his attention, though, and the half whitelighter cursed, throwing himself to the kid. So much for trying to keep him save.
"I told you it won't work" complained Phoebe. "That was a Power of Three spell, not a Power of Two And A Snickering Demon spell".
Paige grunted, at least it had ben worth the try.
Somewhere, downstairs, they heard the sound of something cracking,
----OOOO----
And that's been all for today... I know, that was a mean cliffhanger... I would give you more cookies but someone just stole al the leftovers.
kid Crhis grins and sneaks to the closest door
Anyway... I hope you'd enjoyed it.
