Alright. Someone asked how many siblings were between Chris and Wyatt. I know this came a couple chapters ago but I just became able to read my reviews two days ago so here's the answer. There's one sister between Chris and Wyatt. They also have five cousins - you'll have to wait and see if they're boys or girls.
Any other questions please let me know. I will try to answer some here but can't garuntee all of them. As I have said before if you truly want an answer private message me. I will always answer every private message personally.
Piper sat stunned. What Paige was suggesting was impossible. There was no possible way that Chris was her… well, her… It just wasn't possible. She would have known. She would have felt it. She would always know her children, always.
And she would never treat one of her own children the way she'd treated Chris, especially not her baby.
Still though, there was something prodding at the forefront of her mind to give this idea proper consideration. It did make some sense. Maybe she should talk to Chris herself? Piper was aware that there were irritated voices going off all around her but she was too focused on her current mission.
Chris shot his head up when he sensed Piper enter the room. She was looking at him strangely, contemplatively, and it made him nervous. "Piper?"
Piper was taking a good long look at the whitelighter currently sitting in the playpen, looking to see if there were any similarities. He had brown hair, a little lighter than hers. He had her chin, her nose, her ears, her mouth, her face. When his eyes shot up she noticed that there was one thing that he didn't get from her. He had Leo's eyes.
She heard the question but choose to ignore it at the moment. This was her son. This was her baby boy. This was the boy who she had treated like crap. She had yelled at him, kicked him out, sent him into a wall!
No! No Chris wasn't hers. He couldn't be hers. She would never do those types of things to her own son!
Not only that she wouldn't let her child, her baby, to go gallivanting around the underworld 24/7. No, her son would be clean, well fed, happy, adjusted, and uninjured. Chris was not. Therefore Chris was not hers, couldn't be hers.
"You want proof then fine!" Paige said stomping into the room, "I'll give you proof."
"Proof of what?" Piper asked turning to see her sisters, ex husband and Wyatt coming into the room.
She held her arms out to take Wyatt. Yes, Wyatt, he was her baby boy. Not Chris. It couldn't be Chris.
"Paige says she can prove to us that Chris is our son" Leo explained.
"I can, I just need to call Daryl." Paige snapped picking up the phone.
"Are you all crazy!" Chris demanded jumping up. How the hell had things gotten this out of hand? How did everything get so screwed up? Oh yeah, his moronic brother decided to orb out of his playpen. Wasn't it lovely how he always got punished for the things his older brother did.
Piper turned to Chris and brought her finger to her lips, "Shush" and then brought her attention back to her sisters, "Why are we calling Daryl?"
Chris bit his lip and glared at Piper. This was not how he wanted this day to go but what the hell could he do? Paige's words did nothing to encourage him.
"Because the spell says that only family can let him out" Paige explained.
"We consider Daryl family though" Phoebe cut in.
Paige paused in her phone conversation, "Would the spell know that?"
"Possibly" Leo said.
"Fine." Paige hung up the phone, "Then who do you suggest we ask?"
Leo paused, he knew his suggestion wouldn't be taken well, "We could ask one of the other elders" Six brown eyes and two green eyes glared at Leo. "Unless you have a better idea?"
It was Phoebe who broke first. "Fine! If it will solve this argument then call an elder."
Leo nodded, "Adrian" he called towards the ceiling.
Blue and white lights appeared in the form of a older man appeared. He had salt and pepper hair, a slight beard and looked to be about six feet in height. "Blessed be"
Chris and Piper snorted. They both hated that stupid greeting.
"And you question of those two are related?" Paige said.
"We're not" Chris ground out. And it was the truth. They weren't related… yet. Probably never if he succeeded in changing the future for if his plan worked there'd be almost no chance of him being conceived.
"We need you to get Chris out of the playpen" Phoebe explained wanting to rush this along. She didn't want an elder in the house anymore than her older sister did.
Adrian turned to Chris confused, "Why can't you just step out?"
"I've tried" Chris grit out.
"Orb?"
"I can't" Chris snapped.
"Will you just pick him up" Piper demanded.
"Piper" Leo said slightly scolding.
Piper glared to Leo, "This was your idea not mine."
Leo sighed and turned to Adrian, "We're just testing a theory and were hoping you can get Chris out of there"
"Very well" Adrian sighed. He had always heard that the charmed ones were strange witches.
Chris watched as Adrian stepped towards him. He wanted nothing to do with the elder but he wanted out of this bloody playpen. He took a deep, calming breath and walked towards the edge of the playpen.
Adrian moved to pick Chris up but the second his hands were about to cross the boundary of the playpen he was violently thrown back.
Everyone in the room froze.
"You're my baby" Piper eventually whispered.
Adrian wasn't family and Adrian hadn't been able to get Chris out of the playpen.
"Not so fast" Phoebe stepped in, "We still haven't established that family can take him out of there either. Leo?"
Leo knew the answer already but was willing to help. Chris had been in that playpen a long time. He stepped forward and held his arms out. Chris made to take his hands but Leo was quicker and picked up a stunned Chris from under his arms, seamlessly lifting him out of the playpen. It disturbed Leo how easy that had been.
The second Chris' feet hit the ground he backed away from Leo and orbed out. He couldn't deal with this right now. Besides he was extremely late for his meeting.