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CHAPTER 6 Maybe...maybe

In P3.

"Chris, why can't you relax? Why can't let yourself be happy?" asked Leo.

"There is no such thing as happiness in the future! Don't you get it, your son ruined everything. He ruined everyone's life. He ruined mine. He is pure evil, he's the new source. He controls all demons and destroys all who oppose him. It's a wonder I'm still alive. I've had to face him and it's not easy. You know one time I almost had him. I was going to kill him, but you know what happened?" cried out Chris.

Leo shook his head. He remained silent. He knew Chris needed to let it all out.

"I couldn't do it! I had him, but I couldn't kill…my brother! Even after all he's done I still love him. I just want him to be the brother I looked up to and admired. Not the cause of everyone's pain, I want everything to go back to normal. I can't keep on fighting forever. One day it'll be too much. I've been through so much, through horrors you can't even imagined, some by the hand of my own brother. He tortured me you know. For a year I was tortured, until I managed to escape. That's when I came back here. I've lost everything. You, mom, the aunts, cousins, my brother and her. The love of my life, Bianca. She was always there to keep me going. Now she's dead, too. She shouldn't be. We had plans. We were going to get married, we would have a family. Kids, maybe, if we were lucky we'd get a few years before he found us. He ruined it. I have lost everything, but I still fight. Even though I just want to stop, to die already," he cried out in pure anguish.

Leo wanted to hug him, to tell him everything was going to be ok. But he knew that wouldn't work. Chris knew the truth. He knew pain, despair. All they could do was fight.

Chris stood up and paced around the room. He glanced at Leo, who remained quiet.

Finally he spoke. "You have to keep fighting and when this is all over, we will have our happy ending. The happy ending you deserve," he whispered.

Chris nodded as if agreeing, but he hadn't really heard anything. His mind was racing. Something was wrong. His head felt funny and he felt slightly dizzy. He felt dazed, then the next thing he knows the floor seems so close. Next thing he's on the floor, unconscious.

Leo races to his son and tries to heal him but it doesn't work. Chris remains unconscious.

Maybe he's just tired. Yeah, when he gets some rest he'll be fine.

Let's go home, son. Leo orbed them to the Manor where he lay Chris in Piper and Leo's bed.

(Inside Chris's mind)

You really are a pest, you know that.

Chris gasped. Wyatt?

Yes little brother.

But how?

I am the twice blessed son, after all. While you on the other hand, you are the mistake.

Shut up, Wyatt and tell me what you want already, cried out Chris exasperated.

You know what I want. I want you back to the present, before you change something. Unless you want me to come and get you.

I don't care. I'm not going back until I know you're good. Besides you wouldn't dare, you're too afraid you'll change something.

Chris, damn it I mean it! You don't know what I'm capable of!

Now you're wrong. I know exactly what you're capable of. I've seen you. You've killed everything and everyone I love. I'm not afraid of you. I have nothing left to lose.

Chris woke up breathing heavily and gasping for air. Wyatt! He looked around and to his surprise; he was in Piper and Leo's room. He quickly got up and orbed to the top of the golden gate bridge. He was upset. Wyatt had made contact with him. Wyatt wouldn't come would he? He really wanted to believe Wyatt wouldn't come, but it was always a possibility.

Should he tell them? No, at least for now he would pretend things were alright. But shouldn't he prepare in case Wyatt shows up? I guess I have to tell them.

Sighing Chris returned to the Manor.

"Piper, Leo! Where are you guys? Phoebe! Paige! Anybody?!" shouted Chris. He felt angst, where are they?

He raced upstairs to the Attic. Fortunately there they were. Piper, Phoebe, Paige, and Leo.

He calmed down. "I was calling you people. Didn't anyone hear me?" he demanded. Looking around he didn't see Wyatt.

"Where is he? Where's Wyatt?" he demanded worried.

"Calm down, geez Chris. He's with Sheila, she's baby-sitting him, "Phoebe explained.

"That's not safe. What if a demon attacks them?"

Piper raced to Chris's side. "Honey, how are you feeling?" she asked worriedly.

Chris shrugged. "Fine."

"Are you hungry? What do you want me to cook up?" continued Piper.

"I'm fine, besides I can cook. And besides that's beside the point. We need to worry. We need to prepare in case Wyatt comes," he said hurriedly.

"What?!" they all asked at the same time.

"Yes Wyatt contacted me, that's why I passed out. He wants me to go back. But I told him I wouldn't go back. He threatened to come here. To the past," Chris confided hoping they would believe him and not just think him neurotic.

"I don't think Wyatt would take the chance of changing something," comforted Leo.

"Maybe, maybe now. We still have to be ready just in case," replied Chris pacing around the attic.

"Look just make some damn potions. I don't know, sleeping, something not too harmful. Enough to knock him out. Come on. Get a move on. You Paige work on a strong enough potion to put him to sleep. You Phoebe, work on a potion to uh…immobilize him. Mom, Dad set up a shield over the house. I'm going to go make sure Wyatt's ok and bring him here. Hurry!" he cried out orbing out. He didn't realize that he had called Piper mom, and Leo dad.

Piper, Leo and the sisters looked at each other surprised.

Sighing they nodded at each other and got to work.

Piper and Leo were left in the attic while Phoebe and Paige went to get some ingredients.

Piper looked at Leo happily. "He called me mom and---"

"He called me dad!" they rejoiced eagerly.

Chris explained the situation as best as he could to Sheila and orbed himself and Wyatt to the manor.

"Ok, we're here."

He sat Wyatt in his playpen and placed it in the attic where Piper and Leo could watch him.

"Here's Wyatt. I got to go; I'm going to go underground. Vanquish some demons. Get some information, I don't something. I'll be right back. Call me if you need me," he informed them.

"Oh, no you don't mister. You're going to stay here, I don't want you getting any trouble," said Piper.

"But Piper---"

"You heard your mother, Christopher, You're staying!" scolded Leo.

Chris sighed. "Fine, Leo."

He walked over to the book and started flipping through it.

"What are you looking for?"

"Nothing, I know this book by memory. Although our book has much more information."

Leo nodded.

"What are we going to do? If he comes?" asked Chris quietly.

Leo put his arm on Chris's shoulder. "We'll have to do the right thing, son. Even if it's painful, but let's hope it doesn't come to that."

Let's hope.

Leo embraced a near trembling Chris.

Suddenly from behind them they heard," Oh, look at little Chris and daddy. Don't I get a hug too?"

Chris turned around sharply. "WYATT!" There stood Wyatt, by the wall. In a black outfit, his hair long and raggedly he walked towards them.

"Dad the shield!"

Leo raised the shield around the house.

"Hello little brother and dad. And of course little me. What a nice welcome!" Wyatt said in a mocking voice.

Chris stepped forward, facing Wyatt in a defiantly way.

Leo meanwhile remained silent stunned. This was Wyatt, his evil son. He had blonde hair and stood tall with an arrogant air around him.

My son.

Wyatt.

Source of all evil.

"Wyatt son, "whispered Leo.

"I'm afraid I have no time for chatting, I'm here to collect my brother. I'm here to bring Chris home."

"There is no home; you turned our house into a museum. I have nothing left to go back to! Kill me now and save yourself some time," retorted Chris angrily.

"Tut...Tut...Tut. Wrong answer. I might just do that," Wyatt warned.

Piper walked into the room and came to halt when she saw Wyatt.

Wyatt faced her and for a second his face softened. "Mom."

Then his face returned to his cold expressionless face.

But Piper saw.

"Wyatt?" Piper whispered.

"Yes, it's me. I came to take Chris home."

Piper continued to stare.

This was Wyatt.

This was her son.

But he's also the source of all evil.

"Don't please."

Wyatt shook his head. He turned back to Chris.

"Let's go. I will not let you interfere and ruin everything," hissed Wyatt.

Chris shook his head.

Leo stepped in front of Chris. "Please, Wyatt it doesn't have to be this way. We can save you. Please son, we love you," whispered Leo.

Wyatt laughed.

"Don't you see? There is no good or evil! Only power! I rule!"

"Wyatt, honey I can't believe that's what you really think. Did we teach that?" asked Piper.

"You're dead. It doesn't matter," he replied sadly.

Chris stepped towards Wyatt. A part of him pitying him, but he still hated or at least tried to.

"Please Wyatt I know you're not evil."

"I am. I am."

Chris couldn't agree more.

Wyatt turned away. Damn! This was his mom. Mom.

"I'm sorry. But I only want Chris back in the present, and not causing trouble." He jerked his hand and Chris flew straight into the wall.

Chris groaned as he stood up. In return he sent Wyatt flying into the wall as well.

"Chris! Wyatt! Stop this!" yelled both Piper and Leo.

"Too late for that," both replied deep in fighting.

Before long, Wyatt had the upper hand. He held Chris in midair by the neck. Chris hung there calmly, as his air supply was cut of.

"Wyatt, stop!" yelled Piper, running forward.

Wyatt ignored her and threw Chris against the wall, where he hit his head and slumped to the floor unconscious.

"Chris! No!" yelled out Leo and Piper. Piper threw her herself at her older son and embraced him in a hug, as she cried.

Wyatt was very surprised. He stiffened under her hold, but then slowly relaxed. "I know this isn't you. You wouldn't hurt your brother. Please Wyatt come back to me. Baby, I love you," and as she uttered those words, Wyatt felt his heart melt.

He slumped to the floor pitifully and sobbing. "Mom, I missed you so much. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he cried out. He was shocked by himself. There he lay hugged by the mother he would kill. Laying there he couldn't believe he had done it.

"Shh…baby everything's going to be ok, now." She held him tight.

Leo kneeled before Chris and tried to heal him but somehow it wasn't working.

He looked worriedly at Piper. Wyatt quickly regained his posture and stood up, he pushed his mother gently back as he walked to Chris.

Leo looked at him, confused.

"Only I can heal injuries caused by me. Here, let me," he informed Leo.

Leo nodded and moved away.

Wyatt let the so long not used healing power work its magic. There was a golden glow and before long Chris was awake.

"What?" he asked confused. Why did Wyatt heal me? What's he planning?

I'm not planning anything, ok. Mom, she just----She's here. She's alive. I'm sorry, Chris. I'm sorry for everything I did. I don't how it happened. I guess I lost my way. But it's over now, Mom she made me come back. Wyatt explained telepathically.

Chris sat up suspiciously.

I hope you really are back to being the old Wyatt, the good Wyatt. But that doesn't mean I can forgive you so easily. You destroyed me, you destroyed my life, you destroyed everyone, and you killed her. You killed the love of my life. You killed Bianca.

"I know, I know and I really am sorry, "whispered Wyatt.

Chris stood up and turned his back on Wyatt as he walked downstairs away from them.

Wyatt stood frozen.

Piper was about to go after Chris, but Leo stopped her.

"I'll go, Wyatt needs you," he whispered.

She nodded.

"Wyatt, give him some time. He was just really hurt," comforted Piper.

"Chris!" called Leo after Chris.

Chris turned around.

"What do you want?"

"Let's talk," he suggested orbing them to a place where they could talk. To the bridge.

Chris stood silently, faraway in his memories.

"Chris, son."

Chris snapped back to reality. "You can't expect me to forgive him so easily. I came back to save him, but it still hurts, knowing he did all that evil. He killed her. I loved her. I still love her. He took away all I had left.

She was the reason I lived, the reason I carried on."

"I can't live without her! I can't go on. She helped me. I have no reason to live anymore, not anymore. Wyatt's good. It's over. I risked everything. I don't care anymore," Chris whispered sadly. He stood on the edge, wishing he had the guts to jump. But he wanted to live. He was afraid of death, but then again he would see them. Everyone. His love, his family, his friends.

"Chris that's not true. You have us, we love you."

Maybe, maybe this is all for the best.

Maybe now it's all over.

I will try to forgive him; I will try to start over. I will make sure it never happens.

"It doesn't matter, if we save baby Wyatt. The future will be changed and none of that will have happened."

With that Chris orbed back to the Manor. He was surprised to find the 2 younger sisters on top of Wyatt and Piper shrieking at them to stop. Without meaning to Chris let out a chuckle. It was too funny. But as quickly as it came it was gone

'Maybe we can start over' thought Wyatt seeing his brother laugh shortly.

Maybe