Chapter four…

Wyatt opened the front door and the light from the hall illuminated the aged figure of Victor Bennett. His grandfather smiled softly at him.

"Grandpa!" Wyatt said happily, wrapping his arms around him.

"How are you feeling Wyatt?" Victor asked as they walked inside.

The twice blessed sighed, "I'm okay I guess. I'm just worried about Chris; he's not well and Leo isn't making it better. What he forgets or doesn't know is that Chris is an empath and knows that Leo blames him sometimes."

"Where is your brother."

"Asleep on the couch. There was this white light that engulfed him at mum's graveside. Don't really understand it but when it stopped there was blood all over his face and Leo…"

Suddenly Chris started screaming in the next room, "Mum NO!"

They ran in there and saw Chris thrashing around on the couch. Moving to Chris' side Wyatt wrapped his arms over him, "Chris! Come on, wake up kiddo. Wake up."

Slowly Chris calmed down and his eyes fluttered open, "Wy?" He mumbled.

"Hey little brother."

"What happened?"

"Nothing, you were having a nightmare."

"Oh." He noted his grandpa behind his brother, "Grandpa?"

"Hey Chris."

He tried to sit up but as he did his head started to spin and he fell back on the couch, "What the hell happened?"

"You're okay." Wyatt pulled Chris back up and sat behind him and wrapped his arms around him. Chris curled into the warmth of his brother's embrace.

"I saw Mum." He said quietly.

"What do you mean?"

"When the white light came down, she came and told me to be careful."

"Careful?"

Chris shook his head and shrugged, "She just said be careful, she didn't stick around to elaborate."

"Sounds like your mother." Victor said quietly.

The front door opened and then slammed shut. Leo and the others walked into the manor. Sensing his sons in the lounge he walked in, he didn't expect to see Victor. As soon as Chris saw his father he cringed and whispered to his brother, "He's gonna yell." Wyatt hugged him tighter.

"Good to see the Elders could spare you." Wyatt said.

"You honestly think you can speak to me like that and get away with it?" Leo yelled.

"What you gonna do father? Spank me?" Wyatt said sarcastically.

Victor stood up and said, "Leo don't you dare act like this on today of all days."

"Stay out of it Victor." Leo snapped, "This is between me and my sons."

The boys' cousins walked over to them and sat down. Mel ran her hand along the side of Chris' ghost like face, "You okay Kit?"

The boy smiled weakly and nodded, "Yeah, I guess."

Chris shifted his weight on his brother's lap. Wyatt looked down, "Maybe you should go to bed." He said softly.

"I wanna stay with you." He murmured.

Wyatt moved him so he could stand up, the Twice-Blessed glared stonily at his father, "You've picked a lovely time to recognise that you have two sons dad."

"I've always known I have two boys Wyatt, you know that."

"So when did one become invisible?"

"You didn't."

"I WASN'T TALKING ABOUT ME!"

Chris pulled himself up, tugging on Wyatt's shirt he said, "Wy, look at me." His older brother looked down, "Give me a hand." Wyatt extended his hand and pulled him up. Leaning heavily on his brother the teenager said, "He was talking about me Leo. The mistake you made 14 years ago. The one you blame for mum's death!"

"Chris I never…"

"I'm an empath you idiot." He said, voice barely above a whisper.