Hours after greeting Cole earlier that morning, Leo orbed into the living room to find the latter man reading an upside down magazine on the couch. Leo walked over and cocked his head to the side, chuckling.

"Can I help you?" Cole asked, never tearing his eyes away from the magazine.

"Uh, no. But maybe I can help you…you do know that magazine is upside down right?" Leo asked, grinning widely.

Cole placed the magazine on his chest and finally looked up, "I know. You try reading a magazine front to back, then back to front, then upside down to entertain yourself for a whole day…does Phoebe always work so late?"

"Cole, it's only 12:30." Leo raised an eyebrow at his brother-in-law.

Cole groaned then sat up, allowing the magazine to fall to the ground carelessly. He rubbed his temples slowly as he asked, "12:30?"

Leo nodded, "Yeah, why?"

Cole looked up at him and shook his head, "It's nothing. I just need to talk to Phoebe about something."

"Oh…you know maybe…" Leo started, sitting down next to Cole.

"Maybe what?" now it was Cole who raised a brow.

"Well, since you have nothing to do and Phoebe won't be home for a few more hours you could…you could come with me to visit one of my charges."

Cole grinned and even chuckled, "Sounds great, Leo, and I appreciate it…but I don't think your employers would like a former demon visiting you charges."

Leo smiled and nodded, "I understand. Still…are you sure?"

Cole tilted his head to the side, "You know what, screw it, let's go."

"Alright." Leo and Cole stood up quickly while Leo grabbed Cole's wrist and orbed them out of the manor.

"Where are we?" Cole asked the minute they orbed into a dark alleyway.

"Don't worry, we're still in San Francisco." Leo assured the other man as they started to walk forward cautiously.

"So, is this charge of yours a mass murderer? Because I'm getting that vibe from my surroundings." Cole muttered, stepping over a mud puddle as they continued on.

"No, he's one of my new charges, I haven't met him yet…I was assigned to him to try and help him get back on his feet, because if he doesn't he won't do the good he will do and earn his wings."

"Wait, your charge is a future white lighter? You guys are popping up everywhere!" he exclaimed, only to be silenced by a firm look from Leo.

"Victor?" Leo called out; taking care to step around the various trashes and junk that littered the grimy alley, "Victor?"

Cole opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by a loud groan from his right. Both he and Leo trotted over towards the pile of rags making the sound, only to realize it was a young man cradling a whiskey bottle.

"Are you Victor Coleridge?" asked Leo, missing the slight start Cole made at the name, identical to his despite the fact that the younger man's was his surname.

"Yeah, why?" the young man asked, sitting up straighter.

"My name is Leo Wyatt, I was sent here to help you." Leo stated, glancing at Cole to make sure he didn't wander off.

"By who?" Victor demanded, squinting at Leo suspiciously.

"A few friends of yours."

Victor frowned before busting out laughing, causing both Leo and Cole to jump slightly at the outburst. Victor took a few minutes to stand up, somewhat swaying back and forth as he shook his head.

"I ain't got any friends, Mr. Wyatt." He stated.

"I'm sure you do, Victor," Leo claimed, "And I'm sure they're worried about you like we are."

"Look, I'm gonna go, okay?" Victor started to leave, only to be stopped by Cole's tall form in his way.

"Can you tell your henchie to back off?" Victor asked, glancing at Leo. When Victor turned to glare at Cole, having getting a better view now, he let out an audible gasp that chilled Cole.

"Are you okay?" Leo asked, always concerned for everyone's welfare.

Cole watched as Victor circled him, the younger man eyeing him up and down till he stopped and pointed an accusing finger at Cole.

"Coleridge Benjamin Turner?" he demanded.

Cole furrowed his eyebrows and pursed his lips to speak, only to be cut off once again by Victor.

"Otherwise known as Belthazor?"

"Hey, kid, I don't know what you thought you heard but I'm nobody called Belthazor…alright?" Cole said, anger evident in his tone.

Leo quickly stepped in between the two men, confused like Cole.

"How do you know this man?" Leo asked, gesturing to Cole.

"Ask him," he said, although he wasn't visibly angry at all, in fact he came off as sad to the older men.

"Cole?" Leo demanded.

"I have no idea who this ki-" he suddenly stopped, his eyes wide as he studied Victor now. He took a step forward and stared him intently.

Victor shifted uncomfortably under Cole's piercing blue gaze, his own blue orbs traveling towards his abandoned whiskey bottle in order to avoid either man's looks.

"You're Victor Coleridge?" Cole asked, softly.

"Yes." He answered simply.

"What…" Cole couldn't believe he was asking this, "Year are you from?"

"Excuse me? Cole what are you talking about? Do you know Victor?" Leo asked, utterly lost and confused.

"2023." He said simply, knowing that Cole had figured it out, the man was smart and Victor knew it.

Cole sighed, ignoring the way Leo was gawking at them both. However when Cole stood side by side to Victor, both looking at Leo placidly, it clicked for the blonde.

"You're…from the future…and you know Cole because he's your father?"

Victor nodded, feeling Cole sag beside him.

"I knew it…I just couldn't believe it…" Cole muttered.

"How is this possible?" Leo and Cole asked at the same time, looking at each other annoyed.

"Can you just orb me to the manor so we can talk?" Victor asked quietly.

Leo nodded, taken aback, "Hold on tight."

TBC...

Confused? Don't worry, I'll explain everything in the next chapter...just had to leave a cliff hanger like that one...

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