There is times I doubt,
There are times I'm strong.

But what I remember most,
Are your firm arms around me.

A part of her [Melinda] wished she could go back to that simpler time. 'Maybe, in a way, I have?' she thinks. It's a thought that gives her peace and, for now, that is all she needs.

Chris was lying awake, looking at the ceiling tiles in his parents' bedroom, as he wished he could go back to before Melinda revealed his secret. Unfortunately for him, that time travel would not be something he could undertake. Looking down to his chest and his stomach, Chris grimaces at the thought of explaining to Leo and Piper why he acted the way he did.

Certainly, they will hate him…or worse, still, love him because of the knowledge they now had. Yes, they certainly would treat him different; and then what? He would have to go back to a future where Piper was dead and Leo hated him once more. No, he thought, this would not do. Unfortunately, Chris knew that not even he could change what now transpired.

There were voices approaching the room at a steady pace. Chris shut his eyes and, for now, pretended to be asleep. "Do you think he's alright?" A voice asked. Melinda, thought Chris. "Yes," another voice answered. Leo.

"My little peanut," Piper started, "has to be alright," she said holding back tears as she entered the room carrying a warm rag. She traded it out with the cool one on Chris' head. Leo sighed and added, "He stopped shaking, which is a good sign," he looked to his son, "He has to be alright," he said with conviction, "he just has to."

Two hours later, Melinda was sitting in the conservatory on Aunt Phoebe's lap and her feet draped over Aunt Paige. Both women had been coddling her because she woke up from a nightmare. "I understand," Phoebe said rubbing the younger woman's sleeping eyes, "why she wants him dead," she said looking down at Melinda, "but I can't bring myself to agreeing with her," she shook her head, "Does that make me weak Paige?" Paige shook her head, holding onto her sleeping niece's feet, "No," she began, "I feel the same way. Of course, I'm angry. He raped her, his own sister," she sighs, "but," she shakes her head, "I can't do it either."

"Neither can we," Leo's voice spoke up as he and Piper walked in. They both sat down in a large chair near the couch. "I love all three of them," Piper finally spoke, "I hate what Wyatt did and what he has put Melinda and Chris through. I hate how we all treated Chris, especially Leo and I, but I can't come to wanting death or harm on any of them." Leo looked down at his hands, as he rubbed Piper's hands, "I hate myself," he said quietly, "I wanted to recycle my son," he looked up at Melinda, "while all he wanted to do was save his family." He groaned, "I'm proud of him," he said simply, "I am proud of my son and I may never have a chance to say it to him."

Before anyone could speak up a voice spoke from the hallway, "Family pride aside, dad," Chris smirked at his father, who he had only recently decided to refer as such, "We have business we have to attend to." Everyone nearly jumped up from their seats as they heard his voice. Melinda, who had been sound asleep, orbed out and then behind a chair, "What happened?" She screamed out, ready to kick some demon ass if necessary.

"Everything is fine, Melinda," Chris said calmly. Melinda, happy to see her brother, quickly orbed next to him and wrapped her arms around him, "Chris," she said quietly. "I know," Chris said softly. He didn't explain further. He didn't have to. He knew. Everything would be fine. Her brother knew what was going on. She didn't need an explanation. He knew. Everything would work out. That's all she needed to know.

Chris smiled as he looked at his little sister, and then at his family, "I'm sorry," was all that he could say. There wasn't a chance to say anything more. Suddenly, without warning, they had enveloped him in the biggest family bear hug they could manage. They all enveloped Melinda and him until no one could breathe. Finally, they all let them go. Leo smiled at his son, "I'm sorry, Chris. I am proud of you, by the way, and I am sorry." Chris nodded his head, "Thank you, dad," he said with a sincerity that surprised even Chris.

"I'm going to fix us some breakfast," Piper said suddenly speaking up. She rushed off to the kitchen. Chris followed, "I'll help," he sounded. Phoebe looked to Melinda, "He cooks?" She sounded confused. Melinda nodded, "He's an excellent cook," she smiled. Leo shrugged, "I guess we have a lot to learn about you both."

Three hours after breakfast, and learning as much as possible about one another, without revealing too much about the future, Melinda had decided to take a shower. She had finished and gotten dressed in her parent's room. She smiled as she looked over the pictures, "Wyatt," she said entering the nursery, "We will save you," she looked down to the sleeping form, "Trust me."

"Oh I do," spoke a voice from behind her. Melinda tried to turn around but it was too late. She couldn't move. Her body was ripped in half before she could even move. Baby Wyatt's shield went up but the evil was already gone. His older, but younger, sister was already dead. He cried out and his mother rushed in.

"Oh my god," she shouted out looking at her child and her baby girl's body, "Melinda," she cried out as she fell to her knees. Tears were escaping her face as she began to call out, "Leo!" She knew it was too late. Her baby girl was dead, "Chris!" She cried out, hoping that he was still alive. "Paige, Phoebe!" She shouted. "Please, be alive," she rocked back and forth. Baby Wyatt extended his shield to protect his mother. The evil had not yet left the house.

Chris had heard his mother shout and was already running to the steps. He barely made it to the first step when a hand came out of the shadows and grabbed ahold of him. He tried to escape but his powers were still not working properly. He had no chance. Another hand reached around his throat and he tried to fight it. The shadows encompassed him and a loud crack filtered to his ears. That was the last sound that he registered.

The last thing Leo, Phoebe, and Paige expected was to come running into the foyer and see Chris' lifeless body seated uncomfortably on the last two bottom steps. Leo grimaced but tried to heal him. He cursed under his breath as he tried, "Please!" He shouted but it was too late. Phoebe placed a hand on his right shoulder, "Leo," she said as another of Piper's screams were heard from upstairs. He nodded and led the charge up the stairs.

All three of them had not expected to see Melinda's body cut in two. Leo stopped at the doorway, falling to his knees, and screaming out. Baby Wyatt, still feeling a threatening presence, extended the shield around his father and two aunts. He knew something was wrong. Someone was still in the house. He had to protect his family, even at his young age.

Phoebe rushed to Piper and Paige stayed with Leo. They comforted the respective parents. All four adults and one child stayed rather quiet for what felt like hours. None of them had much to say. The lifeless, maimed corpse of the youngest Halliwell said it all. Something had to be done. For more than seven hours not a word was said, not one of them moved, until finally Leo spoke up, "I'm going to kill him," he said simply, "I'm going to kill the source; I'm going to kill my son."