There had been a thump coming from the attic. Piper had quickly placed Wyatt in his crib

before running as fast as she could. Usually, when there where noises coming from the attic,

it involved demons. She had stormed through the attic door ready to blow up whatever evil

that might cross her path. There weren't any demons though, just a strange blond man with

blue eyes. Chris couldn't take his eyes of him, he seemed genuinely afraid. It was the first

time Piper had seen Chris afraid of anything. "Hello Wyatt" Chris had said, which brought her

attention from him to the mystery figure. Could the man in front of her really be her son?

Piper had to admit that he had a lot of the same traits as the younger version of her son, and

she could clearly see the similarities between him and Leo. What bothered her was the way

he appeared. Wyatt was wearing all black and there were an icy look in his eyes which made

her shudder. His whole attitude portrayed anger, and annoyance. If this was her son, than

Chris's description of him might actually have been correct. The thought terrified her beyond

belief. When Wyatt started talking it became apparent that he and Chris must have been

good friends. Piper felt a stab of guilt when she thought about how she had treated her

whitelighter, but she was quickly brought on other thoughts as Wyatt started to summarize

what he was suppose to do that day. He was talking about torturing other people as if it

were as normal as a walk in the park. Piper could feel herself becoming lightheaded and it

took all her energy not to pass out.

Wyatt started to smile. He had a brilliant smile and if it weren't for the look of mischief in his

eyes and the fact that he had looked like he was going to blow up mere seconds before, the

two parents would have misinterpret the smile to mean that Wyatt was happy. A golden

light suddenly blinded them and when it disappeared, Chris was gone too, at least the 21

year old him. The little boy looked confused and lost. Chris was a beautiful little boy. Piper

resisted the urge to pick up the frightened child. It would only scare him more. What

happened during the next few minutes had to be the most confusing moment of Piper

Halliwells life. Wyatt who had just been threatening to torture Chris minutes before

crouched down and opened his arms to the child. The smile on his face was genuine this

time. Her husband sat down to, and they both tried their hardest to bring the child over to

them. Couldn't they see haw confusing it was for Chris? It was confusing for her too. She

barely registered what was going on until Leo said "come to daddy". Why was he saying

come to daddy? Wasn't the child confused enough without some strange man claiming to be

his long lost father? Piper tried to get Leo's and Wyatt attention but they both deliberately

chose to ignore her. Shouldn't they know better, she was famous for her temper after all,

and as they continued to avoid her, she could feel her temper flaring up. "WOULD YOU SHUT

UP AND EXLAIN TO ME WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" she bellowed, and that did the trick.

Piper had to force down a smile as all the people in the room suddenly froze and started to

stare at her. She couldn't help but feel immensely proud of her self. That was a nice roar

from an invisible woman don't yah think? "What do you mean you're not confusing the

child?" Piper then asked, now that she had their attention.

Leo kept quiet for a moment as he pondered on how to break the news about their second

son. "Chris is a witch/whitelighter hybrid from the future that came to save Wyatt" Leo

began slowly. Maybe Piper would take the hint so that he wouldn't have to tell her. Or not.

Piper just rolled her eyes and stared at him in a duh, tell me something I don't know kind of

way. Leo couldn't help but smile. So that's where Chris gets it! But Leo's smile quickly faded

as he noticed his wife's patient's running thin. It appeared that both their sons had inherited

some of their mothers less remarkable traits. "And he kind of looks like you..." Leo tried

carefully. Piper was not taking the hint. "Is there a point to this story Leo or am I going to die

waiting for you to stop babbling like an idiot?" Yep Piper's patience was defiantly running

thin. "Well you see the reason I'm not confusing him is that Chris is our son" Leo finished the

last part of the sentence fast. Maybe she hadn't heard. "Chris is our WHAT? Piper barked as

her face went stark white. Wyatt chuckled. He seemed to find the situation funny. "You're

joking right, this is a joke. Why aren't you laughing? This is a joke right, Leo. You're not

serious!" Piper said as the information slowly went in. Leo and Wyatt remained silent. "He's

our son?" she stuttered, when as the silence lingered. Leo could only nod. "How long have

you known" Piper asked after another few minutes of silence. Oh uh.

Chris was her son? That was not possible. How could that happen? He was her son. Oh god,

what have we done? Wait how come Leo knew and not me? This is his secret isn't it? "How

long have you known". Leo waited a few seconds before answering sheepishly "a couple of

days. The attic went quiet. It was the eerie calm before the storm they all knew where

coming. "A COUPLE OF DAYS? YOU KNEW HE WAS OUR SON AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME? I'm

his mother for god's sake and you didn't TELL ME!" Her voice was an octave higher than it had

been before, it that was even possible. She started taking a few steps towards her husband,

at the same time which he started to back away. Wyatt laughed out loud of the ridiculous

situation, but the glare his mother sent in his direction immediately shut him up. "I just

needed to sort things out with him first, Piper. It was a huge shock for me too. He's our son

and we've-"Piper cut him off. "-treated him like crap haven't we? Oh god" her hand flew to

her mouth as guilt started eating at her insides. Leo went to her and hugged her as she

started to sob quietly.

"Well haven't this been a nice family reunion?" Wyatt asked sarcastically. " well sorry, hate

to break up this cosy little chat, but me and Chris really need to get going, don't we buddy?"

Wyatt looked around searching for his younger brother, but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Chris this isn't funny we're not playing hide and seek" his normal in-control voice started to

sound panicked. "Chris!" soon all three pairs of eyes went running around looking for the

four year old who weren't to be found.

"Chris "

"Chris please come back here, we need to get home"

"Chris I'm not kidding, get back here now!"

"Christopher"

Wyatt was losing his calm. His little brother was out there alone. His four year old little

brother was out there alone. God I really need to think before I let my temper get the better

of me. Too late.

"CHRISTOPHER PERRY HALLIWELL, YOU GET THE HELL BACK HERE RIGHT NOW OR I'M

GOING TO KICK YOU'RE SCRWNY LITTLE ASS!" Wyatt roared.

Impatience and stubbornness weren't the only traits Wyatt had gotten from his mother. He

had also inherited the ability to scream really laud.

Apparently Chris wasn't afraid of his brother's infamous temper, because no blue orbs

appeared. Wyatt couldn't remember the last time he had been so worried. How come every

time he was upset his brother had something to do with it? "It you think I'm ever letting you

out of my sight again you're very wrong you little brat. Just wait till I get my hand on you."

He said quietly to himself, as he went to join his now distraught parents.

They had all been searching desperately for the youngest, yet currently second youngest member of the

Halliwell family. Baby Wyatt looked at them as if they were crazy. He didn't understand what

all the fuss was about. His mother was crying, his father was orbing around hoping to find

Chris and the older version of him felt as if he was losing his mind. Casting spells, scrying and

sensing for the young witchlighter had all been tried out but been proven useless. Chris must

have done something. Wyatt thought. That irresponsible stupid brat was way too smart for

his own good. Maybe I should get Chris a leash. For the first time in what seemed like

forever, Wyatt felt fear. He shouldn't feel fear. He was one of the most powerful beings on

the planet. Yet every second his brother was missing, a sickening feeling of something wrong

grew in his stomach. There may not be any good or evil, but if anyone lay a hand on his

brother Wyatt was going to make them wish they had never been born.

Chris was asleep in a park. His tears had finally dried but there were still tear marks on his

cheeks. When Chris had orbed out of the attic, his first thought had been to orb to the

bridge. He soon figured out though that the bridge would be the first place anyone would

look. Everybody knew he went there when he was upset. Where else could he go? Chris had

merely closed his eyes and thought of someplace save. He had appeared in a little park. It

was in the middle of the city yet it was isolated. Chris could have sworn he had never been

there before, yet it all felt familiar. He had quickly lain down on a bench and fell asleep

almost immediately. Chris was sleeping a dreamless sleep blissfully unaware of his

surroundings and the mess he had created back home. He was also unaware of the demons

approaching him, searching revenge on his older self.

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