Disclaimer: all rights go to their rightful owners, I do not claim any ownership.
Authors Note: I don't know why I am starting yet another story when I have so many that need to be updated, but here we are. I have wanted to write a story for Charmed, for so long but never did until now. I admit, the storyline isn't entirely original, but I do hope to have my own twists and turns.
When Charmed ended, I was always curious how Chris remembered coming to the past but the future having been changed, in the last episode Piper asked him if he still remembered where Grampa's was, he replied yes. & you got the hint that even with a different future, he still remembered coming from the dark future. I have read so many different theories about that online, but I chose my own, I don't know if it's realistic or not but I do address that.
Oh, & any snarky Chris comments are all done in brotherly love. If you get offended, you probably didn't grow up with a sibling. There is no real hatred or anger towards each other, it's all done in any old sibling rivalry and just good old fashion teasing!
On to the story!
"Well, that can't be good".
Paige never did have a way with words—but she wasn't wrong.
Piper, ignoring her younger sister's comment, stepped forward slightly to get a better look at the triquetra that had just previously been drawn on the wall in the corner of the attic. Confused, she cocked her head to the side, observing its every angle. But, like always—it was perfect. Every corner, every curve.
It didn't make any sense, and the harder she looked the worse her headache became.
"I'm not a professional time traveler—but shouldn't that light up or glow, or—I don't know, something"? Piper asked looking at her full-grown sons who stood directly in front of the wall. "Shouldn't you be able to walk through that and out on the other side, twenty-some years into the future"?
"That's the general idea," Chris said sarcastically, proving himself more like his mother than either would ever admit, out loud at least.
Wyatt walked toward the wall, and placed his hand in the middle of the symbol—but found that's where his hand stopped.
"I can't go through," Wyatt told them.
"Did you think you would"? Chris asked folding his arms. "You thought because you're this all-powerful witch that with one touch and you're going to be able to open a portal"?
"Isn't someone bitchy today"? Phoebe asked her nephew, rolling her eyes.
"Ignore him," Wyatt said walking over next to his aunt. "He always gets like this".
"I just want to get out of here," Chris told them. "Is that too much to ask, the last time this happened didn't end so well for me".
"How exactly did that work"? Piper asked. "You died, you died—and now you're not. And you remember, you remember coming here and the future is good now, or at least Wyatt is, and you remember the good future—right"?
Chris shrugged. "I can't tell you".
"Why not"? Phoebe asked.
"Future consequences," Chris said blankly.
Phoebe groaned. "I missed you, Chris—but I did not miss those stupid words".
"Then about we work on this so you don't have to worry about me saying them anymore—deal"?
Piper nodded. "He is right, I would like to send my boys back to where they belong—safely. And as soon as possible" she said.
"I'm going to tell Paige we are going to need that potion after all," Chris said as he ducked out the door, and down the stairs.
Piper stood in silence with her eldest son and her sister for a few passing moments. In those moments her mind couldn't stop racing, she was curious how her son was still alive but all that matters is he was alive.
And like Chris, she wanted to keep it that way. She, nor Leo, could ever go through that again.
So, she had to get Chris and Wyatt back to their own time, quickly. The eldest Charmed one couldn't figure out why the spell didn't work, but it should have. It was in the book of shadows, Chris knew it by heart—it didn't logically make sense.
"He has memories from both".
Piper turned in the direction of her son's voice, Wyatt stood flipping through the book of shadows.
"What"? She asked.
"He has memories from the world we grew up in, and the one where I am the ruler of—all evil," he said, looking as though he felt slightly guilty over the events. "It was Chris' twenty-third birthday, I think. We were helping you move furniture around—I think you were just trying to keep him close that day because you never would have asked him to do something like that on his birthday but that year you did. One minute we are moving a sofa and the next Chris hits the floor. If I had got to him a second later, he would have died".
"You was able to heal him"? Piper asked. "Your dad couldn't—he tried, and tried".
"I couldn't either, but I was powerful enough subdue it".
"How is he still alive then"? Phoebe asked.
"I think I have said enough—Chris will kill me for just telling you what little I have," Wyatt told them.
"Normally I would agree—but he is my son, and I have spent the past few years dreading that very moment, I deserve to know how he made it through it," Piper said walking over to Wyatt. "I need to know".
Wyatt sighed, closing the large book shut. "I would heal him, and every few minutes that same stab wound would show back up—it was Gideon's magic fighting mine. I was more powerful than he ever was, but that magic was deeply rooted in Chris—we were out of choices, and we were about to lose him. But, I have a cousin—Prue" he said looking at Phoebe. "She is part Cupid, and she was the firstborn—so she was the most powerful. She posses all the powers of a Cupid, and she doesn't have to wear that gawky ring, so she can freeze like mom—but she can even freeze witches, so that's what she did. She froze everything, except us, she stopped time which gave us time to find an antidote—a potion, and piss off half a dozen elders".
"There is a potion"? Piper asked. "That's what healed him"?
"No, that's what removed Gideon's magic from inside him, and then I healed him," Wyatt told them. "When he woke up, he got these flashes—when Chris died here and returned to the future, he had to return somewhere. So, Chris from the dark future's past caught up with my Chris, our Chris, and his future. Does that make any sense"?
"No," Piper said shaking her head. "But, he is alive, and that's all that matters".
"Can you back up—I have a daughter"? Phoebe asked smiling. "Prue? I have a little girl"?
"That's all your getting out of me, so don't try," Wyatt said holding his hands up.
"But, is she smart—powerful? Does she do well in school? Does she go to school? How old is she—"?
"Don't answer that?" Piper said pointing at her son.
"He answered your questions—it's only fair".
"I ask a question about my son's death, completely different" Piper pointed out. "You got the answer you have been wanting for years, you have at least one child—and you got one answered before you even ask. She is clearly very powerful if she stopped time from moving just to save her cousin".
"Good point," Phoebe said.
"No questions, no answers," Chris said walking back into the attic walking over to the four. "I knew I shouldn't have left him alone with you two, he can't keep a secret".
"He gets that from me, sorry," Phoebe said. "Aunties pass down the worst traits".
Piper and Wyatt laughed, though Chris seemed less amused by the incident. "Please, tell me you told them nothing more than your college major"?
"I didn't go to college, that was you," Wyatt said shrugging.
"You're not big on sarcasm are you"? Chris asked his brother, though it was rhetorical.
"What do you mean you didn't go to college"? Piper asked raising an eyebrow.
"Don't even think about answering that" Chris said pointing at Wyatt, whose mouth hung open, ready to reply to his mother. "Can we please get back to the task at hand? Paige is working on the potion, are we missing something with the spell"?
"I have read it over again any idiot could have done it," Wyatt said.
"I know but you were the only one around," Chris said, with a smirk.
"Don't be mean?" Piper told her son. "Actually, he is right—it doesn't even require the power of three. That girl, Bianca, used it and successfully by herself".
"They know Bee"? Wyatt asked, semi confused by that statement.
Chris responded with nothing more than a nod as he flipped through the pages of the book of shadows, eyes wide open for anything.
"How do they know Bianca"? Wyatt asked.
"Does it matter"? Chris asked, with more than a hint of aggravation in his voice.
"Potions did" they all heard and looked up to see Paige walking into the attic with Leo closely behind.
"This should work," Leo told them all. "It's the same one Gideon swore wouldn't work, but he intervened—the elders guaranteed it would work".
"When did you talk to the elders"? Piper asked, arching an eyebrow. "You're mortal—".
"It was when I was still an elder," Leo said. "I don't know if they were trying to give me closure with Chris, or help me grieve, but they all agreed it would have worked".
"And I just double-checked with them," Paige said smiling. "It doesn't hurt to keep a white lighter in the family".
"Well, we aren't running short on those around here," Piper said walking over next to her husband crossing her arms.
"Okay, then—I throw this, and it will open the portal," Paige said.
"Thank God," Chris said, a little too eagerly for his mother's taste.
"Be careful?" Phoebe said as Wyatt leaned down to hug her.
"You said your goodbyes already, you'll see them again in about three minutes with a few more wrinkles," Chris told his brother.
"How many wrinkles exactly"? Paige asked looking back at Chris.
"Could you just please"? Chris asked gesturing towards the triquetra.
Paige rolled her eyes but sensing her nephew's urgency turned around and tossed the small vial in her hand, and the six in the room watched as the glass smashed against the wall—and the liquid simply dropped to the floor. They all watched, as once again, nothing happened.
"Well, any other ideas"? Paige asked turning around sliding her hands into the back pockets of her jeans, a habit that would never die.
"What have we tried"? Leo asked wrapping an arm around Piper's waist.
"They tried to reverse the spell that brought them here, then Chris tried it alone—since at the time Wyatt had no powers, we have now tried a spell and a potion to send them back" Piper listed as she went through it in her head.
Phoebe interrupted her sister. "How did you send Wyatt back last time"? She asked.
"It was a reversal for the whole Vicus situation—I could reword it a little, maybe".
"It's worth a shot—you two stand in the middle together" Paige instructed them.
Piper ran her fingers through her hair as she stepped forward looking at her two sons, her mind and heart racing.
"Okay," she said taking a deep breath. "Two sons in the future, two sons in the past. Seeing anew what once has passed. Return them now to whence he came. Right when they left, all now the same".
A swirl of bright lights circled around the Halliwell brothers, and a giant relief fell off of Piper's chest, but not for long. When the white lights disappeared, they all quickly realized Chris and Wyatt had not.
"What the hell"? Chris asked folding his arms.
"I'm out of ideas," Piper told them. "We have tried every way possible that we know of".
"What does this mean"? Wyatt asked. "Are we stuck in the past"?
A/N thanks so much for reading! Give it a review if you can!