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Leo stood on the bridge, staring down at the city. He took a deep breath and tried to slow the thousand questions running through his mind, questions he wanted to demand Chris answer. Where's Lina? What happens to her? What does she have to do with Wyatt turning evil? Was he there for her in the future?
Leo's thoughts were interrupted by Chris orbing in.
"Thought I'd find you here," he said.
Leo suppressed his smile. "You were looking for me? Is everything okay?"
"Something has to be wrong for me to talk to you?"
"No, not at all. That's just how it's sort of been since you came."
Chris nodded. "I wanted to come tell you something. I don't know if I should, but…okay, the event that turns Wyatt happens when he's nineteen."
"Some coming-of-age thing?"
Chris shook his head.
Leo nodded. "Thanks."
Chris shrugged and orbed out.
"Good. So we have seventeen years to figure out why and how he turns evil," Phoebe said.
Paige shook her head. "That doesn't make sense. Seventeen years Wyatt will be nineteen."
"So?"
"So, if he's a good kid up until then…how many Rulers of Evil live good lives for nineteen years before just becoming evil?"
Leo frowned. "Could be some spell or a hex, maybe."
"What about possession?" Phoebe asked.
"No, no…Chris is smart," Paige said.
"Yeah…so?"
"So, if it was any of those things, Chris would've figured out a way to reverse it or break it or undo it or whatever."
Chris orbed into the conservatory. "Someone called?"
Paige nodded. "Chris, come sit."
He took the seat by Phoebe and waited for the onslaught of questions.
"We want to talk to you."
"Fine. Where's Mom?"
"She's having lunch with Dad—our dad, your grandfather."
"Okay…what do you want to talk about?"
"Your sister."
Chris shook his head. "I've told you everything I can tell you."
"Everything you can or everything you're willing to?" Leo asked.
Chris ignored his father's question and stood up to leave.
"Do you hate me because I'm not there for you or because I'm not there for her?"
Chris turned to Leo. "I don't hate you. I hate that you didn't…nevermind."
Leo jumped in front of him. "Chris, you can't do this. You can't just hate me for some horrible thing I do in the future and then not tell me what it is so I can make sure to not do it."
"Did that make any sense to you?" Paige mumbled to Phoebe. She shook her head.
"Look, the only consequence of not telling me is that I'll end up doing whatever it is that makes you hate me."
"Leo, you really don't want me to tell you."
"Yes, I do."
Chris's eyes filled with tears. "Don't…"
"Chris, please. Just tell me what I do that's so awful that my own son hates me."
Leo reached out to put a hand on Chris's arm. Chris jerked away. "You let her die."
Chris orbed out as Leo collapsed to the ground in tears.