Dark bangs obscured blazing emerald eyes, wings flared he raised his hand and the demon stopped short, "Don't fuck with me."
Chris closed his eyes as the demon screamed in agony, "I told you." He twisted his hand again and the demon exploded in a cloud of ash.
Dusting himself off he orbed back to the manor, and was pulled into Wyatt's nursery, he stared at the crying infant, "And what do you want?"
Wyatt's hands were raised and he was opening and closing his fists, his eyes screwed shut demanding to be picked up. Chris smiled softly, reaching down he scooped the twice-blessed into his arms and instantly his cries ceased.
The Charmed ones in their respective bedrooms had all woken to Wyatt's cries and raced into his room as the cries stopped.
They stopped in complete shock, there, standing over the crib was an angel.
"Get away from my son."
Chris smiled slightly, placing Wyatt back in the crib he disappeared in a fork of lightning.
Piper raced over to her son and was relieved to see he was sleeping peacefully, "He's okay. What the hell was that thing?"
"It was an Angel wasn't it?" Phoebe asked, remembering her dream.
"But there are no such thing as Angels, only whitelighters."
"Maybe there is more to it, maybe he was an Angel."
"I think we should call Leo," Piper said as she walked out of the room, "And check the book."
"I don't think it's going to be in there sis."
Piper and Paige turned to their sister, "Why not?"
"Because I saw him in a dream with Adult Wyatt. Wyatt was keeping him locked in a room…"
Piper shook her head, "Phoebe, it was just a dream, what you saw probably wasn't even Wyatt."
"All the same, I think we need to call…" she paused when they saw their whitelighter flipping through the pages of the Book of Shadows, "Chris."
Green eyes looked up through dark hair, "Yeah?"
"There was an demon in Wyatt's room." Paige blurted.
Chris frowned, " You sure it was a demon? What did it look like?" Silently relishing playing this game.
"It had really large smoke coloured wings and it wasn't wearing a whole heck of a lot, it was just holding him, calming him down."
Chris shrugged, still flipping through the book, shrugged, "Doesn't sound like a demon. I mean if Wy trusted it…"
"Wy?" Paige asked with a raised eyebrow.
Chris nodded, "Yeah, it's a nickname…before he became…"
Piper was surprised at his rather relaxed attitude, "What if it's the demon that turns Wyatt? Isn't that your usual response?"
"I'm telling you. It doesn't sound like a demon."
"LEO!" Piper shouted.
Chris sighed, "Whatever." He went to orb out only to discover that he couldn't anymore, "What the hell?" he glared at the sisters, "What did you do to me?"
"We haven't done anything!" Phoebe declared, "Why?"
"I can't orb. That's why!"
"That's because the Elders clipped your wings." Leo said as he materialised.
Chris' face hardened, "You bastard." He snarled as Leo stood there grinning smugly, he flung his hand out and lost control of his temper, sending Leo hurtling out the window and leveling everything within range of the telekinetic blast.
Leo reappeared in the attic, his hands raised he sent a bolt of electricity at Chris, the young whitelighter didn't bother to move, his eyes turned pure green and he held his hand out. The lightning stopped before the outstretched hand, they all watched in wonder as Chris turned his palm upward and the electricity followed, turning into a ball that just hovered there.
He shot Leo a purposeful look and with a clench of his fist he extinguished the energy ball, "Don't fuck with me Elder. I'm a lot stronger than you think."
Chris shook his head and stumbled backward a little, "Woah…what happened?"
"You just threw Leo out the window." Paige said as Chris chuckled lightly, "And when he threw and energy bolt your eyes went green and you held your hand up and it just stopped. You turned it into an energy ball and extinguished it."
But Chris wasn't listening, the young man was now fast asleep curled on the day bed and a picture of long lost innocence, Leo stormed over to wake him up but Piper and Phoebe stopped him.
"No Leo, I want answers as much as you but you saw him, he doesn't know. Just let him sleep." Piper said softly, feeling a strange urge to protect the boy from her husband's wrath.
"Let the object of objection, become but a dream, as I cause this scene to be unseen" Paige chanted and the attic soon fixed itself.
Orbing a blanket into her hand she covered Chris and smiled gently, "Sleep tight angel boy." She whispered.
"What did you call him?" Phoebe asked.
Paige shook her head, "I just said sleep tight." She said as she walked out.
Chris snuggled deeper into the blanket and Phoebe closely followed by Leo left, Leo turned back to his ex, "Are you coming?"
Piper raised a hand to silence him, "In a minute." Leo nodded and orbed out.
She moved over to the daybed and crouched down beside him, "Chris, can you wake up please?" she whispered.
"Mum…" the sleeping whitelighter groaned, "can't you get Wy to do it? I'm sleeping."
"Chris, just wake up!" she half yelled.
The witchlighter stirred, "Piper? What's wrong?"
"Are you…are you Wyatt's brother?"
Chris looked taken aback by the question, "Piper-"
"Chris it's a simple answer, "Yes or no?"
Chris shook his head, "No…but we looked like we were twins."
He pulled himself up, "What do you mean were?" Piper asked.
Piper sat down beside him and Chris pulled his legs to his chest, covering both of them with the blanket.
"His name was Christopher Peregrine Halliwell-"
"You've got similar names…"
He nodded with a sad smile, "Yeah I know, he's named after Leo's father. But everyone called him Kit and I was just Chris. The two of us were best friends. After Wyatt turned Kit and I headed up the Resistance against him; there was this one battle…a couple of years ago." Tears pooled in his shining green orbs, "We came face to face with his brother. Wyatt didn't show any mercy; he killed Kit right in front of me before turning Excalibur on me…" Chris broke out in sobs, the story was sort of true, his best friend's name had been Christian Perry, they did look like they were twins. And Wyatt had killed him right in front of him.
Piper pulled Chris into a hug, "Oh God honey."
Chris just simply stayed there, his head resting on her shoulder; his eyes closed and he let his body relax.
Chris entwined his hand with Piper's, "He was a great man Piper… I miss him…"
They sat in silence until Piper heard Chris' breath even out she kissed his forehead and moved so his head rested on the pillow, covering the young witch with the blanket. Walking to the door she switched off the light, smiling as the sleeping whitelighter's face was illuminated in the moonlight.
"Goodnight Chris."
