The first thing that came to his mind was, that hurt. Very little hurt him these days. Being the strongest person in the world and having a personal force field could do that for a person.

The second thing that came to mind was that he'd been hurtled backwards, away from his baby brother, by a protection spell. His brother did not need to be protected from him.

"Wyatt!" Chris screamed.

Wyatt looked up and saw his little brother pushing against an invisible barrier, clearly trying to get out.

"Wyatt!"

That was Chris again.

"Are you alright?"

Now that was his mother. That was strange. His mother hadn't sounded that concerned for him in a while. No one had been that concerned for him in a while (other than Chris naturally, just listen to the boy now). Then again, his mother had been dead for fourteen years now.

"WYATT!"

"I'm fine" Wyatt finally grit out, "Just relax"

That seemed to be enough to get his mother to step back a couple of feet and his brother to stop screaming. Well… Chris stopped screaming his name – and started screaming to be let out.

Everyone seemed content to ignore the one currently screaming his lungs out. Everyone that is except for the two year old who decided to orb into the playpen.

"Wyatt!" Leo called out as he watched a small blue bundle of orbs appear at Chris' feet.

"Yes!" Chris cheered. While he couldn't get out of here and big Wyatt couldn't touch him little Wyatt should be able to get him out.

He took hold of little Wyatt's hand, "Wyatt, let's go play in the living room"

"NO!" Piper was quick to shout.

She hurried over to the playpen thankful that at least one of her sons saw fit to listen to her. As she reached in to take Wyatt out Chris took hold of her arm and started stepping over as well.

He would have made it to, if Leo hadn't grabbed him from behind and pulled him back into the playpen.

"LET ME OUT!"

"You're safest where you are" Leo informed his youngest.

"Are you all insane?!" Chris screamed.

He was sick of this! Ever since they'd found out who he was Piper and Leo had been going crazy. Why? Leo never gave a crap about him before, why now? And Piper. What was with her? And why the hell was Wyatt here? Well… big Wyatt.

"Chris just calm down…" Leo tried to placate.

"NO!" Chris interrupted, "I'm not going to calm down. You all don't get the right to tell me to calm down. None of you have the right to tell me to do anything!"

He could see Piper and Wyatt about to interrupt but didn't give them the chance. "Don't even. This is my time to talk. I don't need either of you trying to 'protect' me. I don't need protection. I'm fine with going down to the underworld. I've been doing it daily since I was four. That's where all of my friends were, everyone I used to spend time with. I know the underworld better than I do this one. I've been on my own since I was six, though let's be honest, I was pretty much alone before that."

He paused to catch a breath but didn't let anyone cut in. He didn't want anyone cutting in. "Leo beat me constantly, Piper kept trying to pretend like we were all some normal family, Wyatt was busy with his own life though I will admit out of everyone he was the one person who actually stopped to make sure I was still breathing at the end of each day"

Wyatt smiled smugly to himself. He knew he'd been the main caretaker but it was good to see that his little brother did too. Unfortunately that did not end the boy's rant. Honestly why did Chris think that all of this would convince him that the boy knew how to take care of himself? It was doing just the opposite.

"I moved out of the manor at six. I started the resistance at eight. I've spent eleven years fighting against demons and evil, getting tortured for information -"

Wyatt growled at that. Who the hell thought that they could torture his baby brother?

"- kept strung up in prison cells while I watched my friends tortured and killed in front of me. I fought off a trained assassin, turned her even, fell in love with her, got engaged and then watched her killed right in front of me. I have been in the past for a year, been down in the underworld daily, killed over a hundred demons and yet here you all are thinking you're going to control me. Well news flash. I DON'T NEED YOU!"