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Chapter 5

"Where are they?" asked Piper for the hundredth time that night. She and Leo were in bed both reading comfortably. It was about twelve and Chris and Wyatt still hadn't shown up yet. The boys were never this late.

"Maybe they went to bed, figuring we were already asleep," said Leo, he knew it wasn't going to end though.

"They never do that. They always say good night, no matter what hour it is." Piper rattled on.

"Let's wait till tomorrow and see. If their not home then we'll go searching okay?" said Leo, he would hove tried to sense them but he couldn't anymore. He wasn't a white lighter.

He had been a mortal for about nineteen years, but sometimes he wished he could still use some of the powers. Especially when his sons weren't here and no one was sure where they were. He gave up being and Elder and a white lighter for his family. They wouldn't let him be just a white lighter after becoming and Elder so he gave up both and became a mortal. He loved it except when it came to protecting his family and he had no way how.

"Let's go to bed and figure everything out in the morning," He said as he leaned over and turned off the light "I'm sure their fine,"

"I hope so," Piper lay down next to Leo and slept fitfully the whole night. They better be alright, she kept thinking.

LIMBO

"Wyatt, where are we?" Chris asked, he looked around. They were in a room that was stark white. It was almost blinding, there was nothing around. Chris was scared, the last thing he remembered was a blinding fiery smile and then nothing. Where were they? Were they dead? What were they going to do?

"I have no idea, but we have to get out of here," Wyatt was also scared, but he had to stay calm and in control.

"You can't leave," a voice said.

"Wh- Who said that?" asked Chris wringing his hands and spinning around. There in the stark white room was a shadow moving across the floor. It moved closer and closer to the brothers. Features of the person started to get clearer and clearer. First they saw the strangers white tennis shoes. Then they could make out blue jeans and skinny legs. The torso came to view wearing a gray tea-shirt. The person wasn't partially buff but he or she was lean and looked like they could handle themselves. The arms came in view, sleek and slender. The head came last, it had brown hair and as the face emerged the boys gasped. It was Chris.

"Who, who are- are- are you?" Chris stuttered as he took a few steps back, Wyatt didn't move.

"We asked a question. Who on Earth are you?"

"Seeing as we aren't on Earth I technically don't have to answer that question, but I will. I am exactly who you think I am," the stranger replied cryptically.

"Stop with the cryptic crap and tell us who you are before I bear it out of you!" Wyatt was getting scared and confused. He didn't like not being in control and that made him very hostile.

"I am Chris Halliwell," said Chris.

The brothers stood stock still, stunned beyond belief. That couldn't be Chris. Chris was over by Wyatt. What was going on? Wyatt couldn't stand not being in control any longer.

HE raced across the room and grabbed the imposter Chris by the neck. He lifted him off his feet and held him above his head, "What have you done to us?"

"I didn't do anything. That was all you two. Now put me down and I will explain." imposter Chris said calmly. Wyatt found it strange that he was choking. He spoke as if he was standing on the ground, and not being choked to death by Wyatt.

Wyatt glared at him for a second before releasing him. He didn't trust him and wouldn't hesitate to snap his neck.

"Thank you. Now as I said before you are dead."

"No we.."

"You're dead."

"We can't be dead," said Chris timidly, it couldn't be true. It just couldn't be.

"And why not?' asked imposter Chris with a slight sneer. He was sort of enjoying this, it also aggravated him that they were being so naïve. They were dead they needed to get over it or there was no way they were going to get this fixed.

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