Alright. Sorry it's taken so long but I had finals and projects. School comes first.

So someone asked me how old Chris is because Leo picked him up so easily. I think I may have misrepresented that. Chris is twenty in the story. It's not that Leo picked him up easily it's just that Chris was a lot lighter than someone his age should be. Leo, having been a doctor before he died would be aware that his son shouldn't be as light as he was is concerned.

Six days. Leo had been following his youngest for six days. And he was highly disturbed at what he'd seen.

It took two days for Leo to find his son. First he tried looking around the underworld but he hadn't been able to locate the boy. Eventually he'd admitted defeat and waited in the one place he knew Chris would turn up eventually. The back room of P3.

When Chris finally showed up he had been chewing on a couple of fries – Leo had been slightly comforted by that thinking that the boy had been smart enough to obtain a meal. Chris had popped the last fry in his mouth before grabbing a change of clothes, a washcloth and a bar of soap and heading into the bathroom. The door had been shut and Leo hadn't wanted to intrude on his son's privacy so he'd waited by the desk.

An hour later a clean Chris came out of the bathroom empty handed. Curious, Leo peered into the bathroom and saw Chris' clothes hanging from a wire the boy had strung across the tiny room. It was then that Leo realized that there was no shower. Had Chris bathed from the sink?

He had then stayed in the back room just watching his son. He continued to watch his son for the next six days.

From what Leo could tell his son was a busy person.

Chris had spent fifteen hours straight sorting through books and other materials the kid had obviously brought with him or created on his own. After that he'd grabbed a drink of water and then spent three and a half days in the underworld where he vanquished seven demons – not all of which were lower level. Eventually the kid had orbed back to P3 for another shower and then crashed face first onto the old lumpy couch.

Leo had been disturbed already and hadn't thought his concern for the boy could possibly get any worse than it had. That was until he'd heard his son scream.

Chris had screamed bloody murder. Leo had never heard anything more heart wrenching in his life. The boy's screams could have made the source feel sympathy. And it had lasted. It had lasted for seven and a half agonizing minutes. It lasted until Chris had fallen off the couch and shot to his feet in fear.

Once Chris was awake and aware of his surroundings the boy had changed and gone back to the underworld. He didn't resurface again for two days.

When Chris resurfaced again the boy was weak. Leo could see it, he'd been watching the kid fight and it had grown more sluggish as time passed. Leo was fairly certain the only reason Chris was above ground was because he needed to regain some energy.

Leo followed his son to the local mall. He was surprised when they orbed not in the mall itself but behind the area where the food court was located. Much to Leo's horror he watched as his youngest son opened the lid of the nearest dumpster and started rooting around.

This was how his son was eating? No wonder the boy had felt so light when he'd taken Chris out of the playpen.

Not being able to stomach the idea of seeing his son eat whatever was dug out of the dumpster Leo stepped forward and took hold of the boy.

Chris jumped when he felt his arm grasped. Instantly he took hold of his mysterious attacker and flipped them. Unfortunately that didn't stop him and the 'attacker' from being orbed to the last place in the world Chris wanted to be right now.

"Chris!" Piper exclaimed.

One minute she'd been setting Wyatt in his playpen and the next Chris was standing in the sunroom slamming Leo into the floor.

The last place Chris wanted was to be anywhere near his family. So he made to orb out. He didn't make it.

Leo had seen the look on Chris' face and knew what the boy was planning to do. He couldn't allow his son, his baby, to leave. The poor boy was slowly killing himself. Making a split-second decision Leo orbed Chris into the playpen next to Wyatt. And then cringed at the reaction he knew he'd be receiving.

Sure enough the second Chris realized where he was he started screaming. Threatening Leo with quite a few colorful possibilities. It was shocking and disturbing to hear some of the things Chris could threaten him with. He knew though that whatever Chris was suggesting, the kid had experienced or at least seen himself.

Piper felt overwhelmed and disgusted. Where did her child hear of those types of torture? How the hell did her child know about any type of torture?

Not knowing what to do she signaled Wyatt to come to her and then walked to the kitchen knowing Leo would follow.

"What is going on?" she demanded the second they were safely in the kitchen.

Leo sighed, "I'm sorry I was gone for so long…"

"Eight days Leo!"

"I know. I know. It took me two days to find him."

"And…"

Leo closed his eyes and paused for a moment, collecting himself. This was hard for him to see and it would be even harder for him to say out loud. Still, it had to be done. So, for the next two hours he filled Piper in on everything he had witnessed over the past six days while Chris was safely tucked away in the playpen.

When everything was said and done Piper just sat there stunned for a little while. She desperately wanted nothing more than to keep Chris tucked away in the house, in her sight, for the next fifty years. The words of her sister kept ringing through her head though. Phoebe had been right, trying to control Chris the boy would vanish and they'd never see him again. It's not like it is with a child, the police won't help her find a twenty-year old who didn't want to be told what to do.

That got her thinking. No one would help her find a twenty-year old but they might help her find a five-year old.

"To keep my youngest safe from harm. Let him be five and full of charm. So that this mother may have piece of mind, keep him young until the truth we find"

There was a high pitched sound and a bright light that came from the sunroom before everything went silent.

"Piper what did you just do?"