Hi everyone! I'm really sorry about the wait. I just completely lost my motivation to write up this chapter for a very long time. I've gotten the next chapter written already and the story properly planned out now. Thank you so much for all the kind response from this story. You guys are the best.

"I think he's been poisoned."

There was a moment of shocked silence before Piper moved.

"Do you know how he was poisoned?" She asked, moving to Chris and pressing a hand against his forehead. She frowned.

"His arm." Leo answered. "He must have been stabbed or shot."

"A dark lighter?" Paige worried.

"No. I can't heal him. I've already tried."

"Has he been awake at all?" Piper asked.

"Yeah but he was…" Leo looked to Phoebe. He didn't know how to describe Chris' panic attack at P3.

"He was delirious, I think. He must have been hallucinating, he was scared." She explained, watching Chris sadly.

Piper nodded. "Right. Phoebe, can you go look for anything to help with his fever? Leo, orb him up to my room, it's the biggest. Paige, will you check the book for any demon poisons?"

For a moment, no one moved. They hadn't expected Piper to be so willing to help Chris.

"Go, people!" Piper ordered, loudly.

Phoebe and Paige went to do their tasks immediately, Paige handed Wyatt to Piper before orbing upstairs. Leo hesitated.

"Are you sure about bringing him up to your room?" Leo asked. "I could bring him up to the other Elders. They might have a better idea of what's wrong." He suggested.

"Then go check with them after we have Chris settled." Piper decided, she didn't budge on the issue of Chris being in her room. "My room's biggest. And cleanest."

When Leo didn't look convinced Piper sighed. "He was hurt for our son, Leo. I feel guilty. We're all he has in this time, and, right now, he needs us." She stressed. She wasn't sure where her sudden maternal feelings for Chris were coming from, but he did need her help and she wasn't going to let him down.

Leo relented and he orbed away with Chris.

Piper looked down to Wyatt resting on her hip. She sighed again.

"What do you think, Wyatt? Does Chris need our help?" She asked, not expecting an answer from her baby boy.

Wyatt giggled when she said Chris's name, not yet understanding that something was wrong with his new friend. Ever since he had let his shields down around Chris he had become very fond of the witch lighter. He had even orbed from his mother's arms to Chris once. She had tried not to feel too offended, Wyatt didn't have very many friends after all.

Piper suspected that her new affection towards Chris was due to how much Wyatt liked him. And, of course, how much Chris seemed to enjoy playing with Wyatt.

Paige stared at the Book of Shadows. She rubbed her hands on her thighs, exhaling heavily.

If only Chris hadn't been poisoned, he loved looking through the book. He must know parts of it off by heart by now. He could at least give a description.

"Okay." She muttered. "Demons with arrows." Paige wasn't sure where she should start. She tried to think if she had ever come across any demons like that in the book. She wasn't even sure if it wasn't just a different type of dark lighter.

Suddenly a gust a wind blew through the room. Paige jumped back from the book as it flew open and the pages were flicked through.

The wind was gone as suddenly as it started. Nothing but the book had been moved.

"Thanks." Paige called, self-consciously. She wondered if it was Grams, or her mother, and why they had wanted to help Chris. Maybe they knew something she didn't. Chris must be very important if so many people wanted him to survive, Paige decided. The future must be pretty bad.

She peered into the open book.

"Archer Demons." Paige huffed. "Well, I could have figured that out." She muttered to no one.

Paige read the passage anyway. It was helpful.

Archer Demons use bows and arrows to dispose of their enemies. They often coat their arrows with a poison. This poison has many uses such as causing extreme fevers, violent seizures and vivid hallucinations.

Paige frowned. "Poor Chris." She sighed. There was no mention of a cure for this poison. She only hoped that there was, but if the poison wasn't even named then how could she find a cure?

Paige wouldn't want to be Chris's family. They sent back their son and brother to save their future and stop Wyatt. They would never know what happened to Chris, unless he failed. Chris didn't even know if he had succeeded already. He had saved her, but had that made a difference?

Had Chris ever mentioned his family? Paige wondered. Did he have any brothers or sister? Did he know them personally in the future? He had said something about knowing them when the Stillman sisters had impersonated them but did he really know them?

Paige removed her thoughts from the Future that Chris had warned them about. She focused back on the passage in the Book. The next, and final, sentence gave her hope.

Archer Demons tend to work for upper class demons.

She grinned. Paige knew what that meant. If they couldn't find a cure for the poison, then they could find a reason for the attack.

"Demon hunting."

*Chris's Future*

Melinda stared into space, worriedly chewing her lip as she waited for her potion to boil over.

Her companions – PJ and Parker, Kat, Henry Junior and Paige Mathews-Mitchell, and Matthew Pryce – all sat and stood around the small room. The youngest Halliwell cousins, Pearl and Peyton Halliwell, were outside, acting as their guards. There was an air of fear and tension among the family.

It was dangerous for the Halliwell children to be together for any length of time and it was even more dangerous to use magic while together. Even if it was only brewing a potion but Mel didn't feel right sitting and just waiting to be attacked at any moment. They were waiting for a visit from the few remaining Elders who weren't already down on the ground. Leo, their father and uncle, was one of them.

Almost as though thinking of him had summoned him, Leo arrived, alone. He ignored the young men and women in the room and instead instantly focused on Melinda.

"Mel." He greeted, warmly. Leo didn't get to see his children very often since they were always helping to lead the Resistance. He only really saw them when they were seriously injured, and not always then.

Melinda nodded, tersely. She didn't say anything. She hadn't forgiven her father for his lack of faith in her and Chris's worries about Wyatt or for his neglect of them in the past.

"What do you want, Leo?" Kat Mitchell snapped.

Paige frowned and Henry Jr. reached for his sister, squeezing her arm in support and in warning.

"I think Kat means that it's dangerous for us all to be together." PJ explained, the most level-headed of her cousins.

"Incredibly dangerous." Parker insisted, running her hands along her bow. Her eyes darted from wall to wall as she sensed every magical being in the vicinity. "Especially so close to the Manor."

Leo nodded, tearing his eyes away from his daughter to stare at the most powerful members of the Resistance. "I know, and I'm sorry but I need to speak to all of you."

"It's about Chris, isn't it?" PJ guessed, her eyes narrowing suspiciously. "That's why the other Elders aren't here."

Melinda didn't know if it was PJ's empathy or her deduction skills, either way she knew that that was what her father wanted to talk about. Across the room from her, Matthew – Chris's current, and Wyatt's former, best friend – leaned forward, eyes burning holes in Leo.

Matthew had been against Chris going to the past alone and Bianca's death had not left him any more at ease.

Leo sighed. "It is. We've heard that a portal to the past – the same one Chris used – has been opened and closed recently."

"By who?" Mel demanded. She pushed away from the wall, towards her father. "Do you know?"

Leo shook his head. "I had been hoping it had been one of you."

"It was in the Manor, wasn't it?" Paige guessed, sadly.

"Yes." Leo answered, his was voice heavy with tears. He knew Paige's pain very well. Wyatt wasn't the only Halliwell who had chosen evil. It was either him or Tamora Mitchell, Paige's other daughter, that must have opened it. The only question was whether or not they went through it.

Melinda closed her eyes and tried to breathe through her closing throat. It was times like this that she regretted not having a way to talk to Chris. If something had happened to him, she would have no idea. Her brother might already be dead.

"He's alive, Mel." Matthew said without any hint of doubt.

While she had her eyes closed, Matthew had walked over to her. He reached out, took her thin hand in his rougher one and squeezed.

"We know he's alive. Chris is the strongest witch I know." He insisted, quietly, sincerely.

Mel smiled. She swallowed around the lump in her throat. Matthew was right, if Chris was hurt then she would know. She had always been close to Chris, even before everything went wrong. She had always known when he was in trouble no matter what it was.

Mel looked back to see Leo watching them both suspiciously. Maybe if she wasn't worried about Chris, Mel would be pleased by that. Her father had never taken an interest in her affairs before. He had no right to be all 'fatherly' now. Matt was more like a protector to her and Chris than Wyatt had been in years. She would probably never end up going for a relationship with Matt, but he was the only person she loved, or trusted, outside of her family enough to let her guard down.

"Do we have any idea what Wyatt might have wanted to do in the past? If he was even in the past?" PJ asked, seriously. She had hid a smile when she watched her cousin, friend and uncle's interactions – most of them silent – but now the seriousness of the situation had taken over.

"Wyatt wouldn't leave his Empire." Parker answered. "I didn't feel his presence leave, anyway." She added, with a sympathetic look at PJ, considering that her sensing powers were much stronger than her sister's. Even after the End of the World, the Halliwell Children still struggled with their inadequacies compared to each other. Parker opened her mouth to say something more, but stopped suddenly, gripping her head.

"Parker?" PJ worried, her hands hovering around her sister before she, too, grabbed her head. She cursed. "Tamora." She gasped.

Melinda's eyes widened. "Where's Pearl and Peyton?" They had left the twins to guard the perimeter due to their heightened magical senses. If they hadn't tipped them off already then something was very wrong.

The door into their room flung open. Tamora stalked inside, she had one hand wrapped around Pearl's neck, and the other around Peyton's.

"Tamora!" Paige cried out, rising to her feet. Shock and fury fought on her face. She pulled PJ and Parker, who were still moaning in pain that Tamora had knowingly caused, behind her and towards Henry Jr.

Mel saw Mathew flex his hands out of the corner of her eyes. He couldn't grab his knife without drawing attention so she knew he would have to use his shimmering and strength. Mel held her hands at the ready to freeze Tamora. She couldn't blow her up without hurting Pearl and Peyton.

Mel flinched at the crackle of lightning in the atmosphere as Leo let lightning spark from his fingertips. She grinned. Her father may not have been there for them in the past, but he had his powers now and she knew just how powerful they could be.

"Your choice, Tamora." Paige offered, fury having won out, "let them go, and live, or stay and die."

That's a little bit of Chris's future - as I'm sure you've guessed. There will be a bit more of the future scenes, so I hope you enjoy it.