Chapter 3…
Last time on Missing
"Mum, I'm pretty sure that's Wyatt."
Now on Missing
"Chris it can't be Wyatt. Peanut you know he's dead."
Chris chuckled, "You just don't get it do you? I sensed it. As soon as I looked into his eyes I knew." A small smile graced his lips, "Wyatt's home."
Piper looked deep into her son's eyes and shook her head, "No Christopher, Wyatt's dead."
"NO HE'S NOT!" Chris shouted, causing the bureau to explode int millions of tiny pieces.
"Chris honey, calm down before you blow a gasket."
Piper could hear the howling winds outside, and the rain pelting the windows, "Chris calm down right now!"
Danny ran into the room, "What's going on? It's pissing down out there!"
"She doesn't believe me." Chris laughed slightly, "Out of anyone here she doesn't think I'd know my own brother."
"Chris what are you saying?"
"I found him Danny…I found Wyatt…he's alive."
"Chris he can't be…thirteen years…"
Chris orbed out and the thunderstorm picked up a moment then it all went clear. Danny smiled weakly at his mother, "I'll talk to him."
He orbed upstairs and walked into the guestroom, "Can you sense it?" Chris asked quietly, not taking his eyes off the man's sleeping form.
"Chris…"
"Danny close your eyes. Listen."
Danny did as Chris said and all of a sudden he felt it, family. "It's him. Oh my god…"
Chris turned and smiled up at his baby brother, "You should learn to listen to me."
Chris turned back to the sleeping form and sat on the edge of the bed, his hands at both of Wyatt's temples, "Chris what are you doing?"
"Freeing him." Chris replied as he dug his fingers into Wyatt's temples, the sleeping witch gasped but didn't wake, Chris cried out as a rush of images, pain, emotions and physical injuries swept over him. Then he found it, the wall between who Wyatt was and who he had become because of the Tarlacks, with one final burst of power he broke the barrier. The force of it sent Chris flying back into the wall, "Oh my god." He breathed heavily, coughing up a little blood, "So glad I made those bastards kill themselves.
Danny knelt beside his brother and started healing him, "What the hell happened?"
"I did a little digging and broke the barrier where they broke him. He'll remember the Tarlacks unfortunately; but he'll know who he really is."
"Do you have any idea how dangerous that was? You're an empath Chris! It could have killed you!"
"What doesn't kill us only makes us stronger Daniel. Remember that."
"Oh your Elder DNA must be seeping into your brain coz that was the biggest load of bullshit I've ever heard. You. Could. Have. Died."
"How?" Piper and Leo had heard the thump and had come running upstairs, "What happened?"
"Chris dug around in Wyatt's brain. Almost got himself killed."
"Mum, it was perfectly safe."
"Chris will you shut the hell up?" The voice mumbled from the bed, "Some of us are trying to sleep."
Chris' eyes went wide as he rushed over to the bed, he shook Wyatt's shoulder gently and a new set of blue eyes stared up at him, "Chris?" Wyatt bolted upright and engulfed him in a hug.
"It's over." Chris smiled, tears pooling in his eyes, "I found you. I missed you so much."
For the longest time Piper, Leo and Danny stood by the door just watching the two men who were saying nothing but speaking volumes anyway. Chris looked up to his younger brother then back to Wyatt then back to Danny, "Dan, come here."
Hesitantly the youngest Halliwell walked to his brothers, Wyatt's eyes were wide, "Dan, I don't believe it. Look how tall you are!" he stood up and before Danny knew what was happening he was engulfed in a hug.
Piper and Leo ran over, tears spilling down their cheeks, wrapping their arms around their lost son they stood in silence. Chris sank down onto the bed, his head was in such a mess from sensory overload, he shimmered out and went up to the bridge.
Paige orbed into the manor, "Has anyone seen Chris? I can't get a clear reading…" she noticed they were hugging someone, blue eyes looked up at her, "Wyatt? Chris found Wyatt?"
"Aunt Paige!" Wyatt said happily, Paige ran over and hugged her nephew.
"He was right." Paige murmured, "I can't believe it."
Wyatt looked at her, "Chris was just-" he looked around, "He's gone."
"What did the Elders want?" Piper asked.
"They wouldn't say. Just that they've been jingling him for hours and if he doesn't orb up there soon they'll orb him up."
"What? Why the hell would they do that?" Piper asked.
Over at the Golden Gate Bridge
Chris had his head in his hands trying to process everything going on in his mind, Wyatt was alive and his brother was home. He'd been right…Suddenly he heard a rather insistent jingling, sighing he disappeared in a swirl of blue orbs and reappeared in front of the Council of Elders.
"What?" Chris snapped.
"Do not take that tone with us Christopher. Your position as son of a Charmed One does not excuse you ignoring us when we call you."
"I've been in the Underworld. I didn't here you."
"We've heard that excuse too many times to believe it."
Chris folded his arms across his chest, "With all due respect sir, you didn't summon me to lecture me on the finer points of listening to calls. May I ask what it is you want?"
"You know you have an enormous amount of power. Power over the weather, your Elder powers, your Wiccan powers and the assortment of other powers we don't need to discuss where they came from."
"Demons I've vanquished you mean. Theo, you know that was an accident."
"You can shimmer and throw fire and energy balls they're all demonic powers." Another elder said.
"I've got pyrokinesis and electrokinesis, all stemming from the power over nature. So what?"
"You're too powerful Chris."
Chris' eyebrow arched at that one, "What?"
"The council has spent a long time discussing you…you have two choices, you decide which facet of your powers we will strip-"
"What? You can't!"
"Or we will decide for you." Another Elder said.
Chris closed his eyes and sighed, "How long?"
"Twenty-four hours." Theo said, "We're truly sorry Chris but this is for the Greater Good."
Chris snorted and disappeared in a swirl of blue orbs, he reappeared in his bedroom and screamed in frustration, raising his hands and chucking a telekinetic temper tantrum.
When the noise stopped the rest of his family came running in, "What happened?" Piper asked.
Chris rose his eyes to the roof, "They want me to give up my powers-"
"WHAT?"
"Not all of them." Chris paused, "Either my powers as an Elder, the powers over nature, my Wiccan powers or the accidental demon ones. I've got until tomorrow to decide."
"What happens if you don't?" Danny asked.
Chris sat down on his bed as his Aunt whispered the cleaning spell and fixed his room, "They decide for me."
