Hello! Life has gotten crazy but I had time to work on my stories and plan on updating them all soon. This story hasn't been as good, but inspiration finally struck so I'm hoping it's better. Thank you for the favorites and reviews! I hope you enjoy!
Italics mean thoughts. Underlined means new setting.
When Wyatt woke up Chris was gone. The alarm clock showed the time being 9:30. The oldest Halliwell boy groaned and sat up. When he looked around he was confused. This wasn't his room. The memories of the day before came back to him and he jumped out of the bed and took off running. In the frenzy he wasn't paying attention and ran into his dad, causing them both to fall onto the floor.
The pounding of feet could be heard as Piper came running up the stairs having heard the commotion. "What's going on?" She began to laugh taking in the scene before her. "I'm going to have a headache," Wyatt groaned. "You're not the only one," Leo added. Both men looked at the laughing woman. Could this get any worse? Wyatt wondered. His question was answered as orbs filled the air and revealed his brother.
"Hey. So I have another theory- what happened?" The youngest Halliwelll took in his father and brother on the ground in a mess of limbs and his mother laughing. Chuckling he helped the two men up. "Well done Wy." "What makes you think it was me?" Wyatt pouted. The answer was the 'are you kidding me' look. "Ya, ok. I was a little mixed up this morning and ran into Dad. Literally." His younger brother smirked. The oldest narrowed his eyes. Chris knew that look and quickly made his way towards their mom to avoid the inevitable payback. "I'm gonna go, I'll be back later." "Ok, be safe."
"Where did he go?" Leo questioned. "Following a lead I guess." "Does he go off by himself a lot?" Wyatt was worried. "Yes he does. Does he not do that in the future?" Wyatt's frown deepened, "Most of the time when he does it's because something is bothering him." The whitelighter and witch gave eachother a look. The three began to make their way down stairs. "I was on my way to tell you that breakfast is ready when you had your accident." Wyatt groaned, "That's not going away anytime again is it?" The parents just laughed.
Underworld
Chris flung another demon through the air. How he had gotten into this mess he didn't remember. It was probably one of my contacts, he thought. When I find out, the thought was left unfinished as he dove out of the way of a fireball. A small cry of pain came out as his head came in contact with a rock. That's gonna leave a mark. Taking the opportunity he orbed out. After orbing to a few random locations incase he was being followed he orbed to his room at P3. He had stayed in the Manor with Wyatt last night because he could tell that the older boy needed it. Plus he wouldn't be happy with their parents if he learned how Chris had been treated.
The demons he had been fighting were normally fighting against eachother. Something sped up the time it took them to come together. Probably me. Blowing out a long breath he started sifting through all of the paper work to find the collection of the information on the demons. Once found he began to read. Eventually he decided to do something else because his head was killing him. Looking at the clock he groaned. He had missed lunch. His mom was going to kill him. Deciding to get it over with he orbed to the Manor. Nonody was around when he arrived. Where is everyone? As if to answer his question someone could be heard coming down the stairs. He was relieved until Piper came into view. She was holding his little, big brother? Time travel is confusing. "You missed lunch." "I know. I'm sorry, but I wasn't in the Underworld and I came as soon as I saw the time." His excuse seemed valid to him. Not to Piper.
"Where were you?" A third person joined in. Both mother and son looked to see Wyatt coming down stairs. "I was at P3 reading." "Why were you at P3?" "Nothing." The older shifted his gaze to his mother. "His stuff is there," she answered before turning her attention back to her youngest. "There are leftovers in the kitchen." When the blond reached the end of the stairs he examined his brother. "Your head is bleeding." "I had a fight with a rock. I lost." "Why were you fighting a rock?" "It was that or a fireball." "You said you weren't in the Underworld." "In the context of my reasons for missing lunch that is correct. I also didn't say I was in the Underworld." "You were in the Underworld. Why were you at P3?" "She told you. My stuff is there." Wyatt gave him a look. Chris just walked into the kitchen.
"We aren't done," the older called. "Yes we are." The Twice Blessed followed him, "No we aren't. You went to the Underworld alone and you got hurt. I could have helped you. Protected you." Chris sighed, "I handled it and I'm fine. Not all of us can be Twice Blessed with self healing anyway." With that he walked away and began to get food. Wyatt knew he wasn't going to get anywhere else so he decided to try talking to someone else. His mother was in the livingroom with his younger self when he found her. "Chris said something about not all of us being the Twice Blessed, what does he mean?" "He has an inferiority complex." "Why? My Chris doesn't. We're good siblings." "Wyatt, I had good siblings as you put it as well, but I had an inferiority complex with Prue. It's part of it." "Why wouldn't he tell me?" "Maybe he didn't want to hurt you." Wyatt nodded. He had a lot to think about.
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