Wyatt what are you doing?" Leo was standing over what appeared like semiconscious
Wyatt. Why would he make such commotion only to go back to sleep? "Meditating dad,
what does it look like I'm doing?" was his son's sarcastic reply. Leo would have seen his eye
roll if Wyatt's eyes hadn't been closed. Great, two sarcastic smartasses in the family. Leo
sighed. "I don't know Wyatt. Why don't you tell me?" Leo could see Wyatt about to reply
when his eyes flickered open. There was a hint of panic in them, "Wyatt..." Leo began slowly,
but he didn't get to finish his statement because Wyatt disappeared. His two grown up sons
acting like children. Leo sighed again before he went to rejoin his wife. "Did you find him"
Piper sounded concerned. "I'm sure he's fine sweetie go back to sleep". "You didn't find
him" it sounded like an accusation. If you didn't find him then what the hell are you still
doing here? That was what she wanted to say. Leo resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He was
tiered and desponded. "He's 21 years old Piper. He can take care of himself. Piper snorted
"That's not what you said just a few hours ago. What could possibly have changed now?"
"It's 5 o'clock in the morning and our youngest is god knows where hunting demons."
"We need to give the kid some space Piper. He's been doing this all his life and from what we've seen the last couple of months, he's pretty good."
"but-"
"go to sleep Piper, he'll be back and we can talk to him in the morning"
and with that Leo went to sleep, ignoring the curses his wife was muttering under her breath.
Wyatt had barely heard it. His brothers hoarse voice calling his name. Chris would have
never called for him unless it was important. Hell Chris wouldn't have called for him unless
he was dying and even then… Wyatt had tried sensing for him again. Chris's blocks were
down. It was the first time in two years Chris's blocks had been down. Defiantly enough
reason to worry. Normally Chris could take care of himself, but today was just fucking
strange. What more could possibly happen? Wyatt arrived to where he had sensed his
brother. His breath got caught in his throat as he saw his brother lying on the floor with two
arrows sticking out of him. Wyatt felt rage build up inside him as he saw a darklighter aiming
for a third shot. Why could these evil sons of bitches leave his family alone? The darklighter
stopped focusing on Chris and started focusing on him instead. "You want to join him
whitelighter? Stupid-""Idiot" Wyatt finished for him as energy balls formed in his hands and
hit the clueless darklighter. Wyatt felt the energy leave him. Being the world's most
powerful witch didn't help when you were exhausted. He would have to rest later.
Chris was barely conscious, struggling to stay awake. "Hey, come on don't do this to me
kiddo hah" Wyatt was shaking him but Chris was too out of it. After removing the arrows,
Wyatt concentrated all of his remaining energy on healing his brother. It hadn't worked for
years. Two more minutes and he would have to contact Leo. "Come on Chris, wake up"
Wyatt closed his eyes just as he started to feel a warm tingling in his fingers. Was it too much
to hope for? Wyatt's heart skipped a beat and was filled with relief when he heard Chris
moan a couple of seconds later.
When Chris opened his eyes everything was a blur. What had just happened? Something
important, something…horrible but he just couldn't remember. Wyatt was standing over
him. What was Wyatt doing there? Wyatt…Gideon, oh that backstabbing bastard. It all came
back to him, and boy was he not happy. Wyatt, Gideon. Chris barely noticed Wyatt shaking
him. He was to busy thinking about how to kill the traitor. It was first when Wyatt lifted his
chin, forcing him to look into his eyes that he shook of his temporary trance. "Are you okay"
Wyatt asked, worry eminent in his voice. Chris was confused by Wyatt's display of emotion.
He was normally very good at hiding his feelings. Chris could only nod. "Good" Wyatt said,
before backhandinghim hard across the face. He then proceeded to grab Chris's shoulders
and dragging him tohis feet. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why do you always have to play
the damned hero huh?" Chris didn't know how to respond his very distraught older brother. " I..I'm
sorry" he stammered. Wyatt calmed down after a few seconds. "Well you'd better be" he
said before pulling his brother into a bone crushing hug. "Come on; let's go kick some demon
ass before your funeral 'ey!" Wyatt smirked.
7.30 am. Piper was making pancakes and omelets for breakfast while baking a cake. If there
was one thing Piper Halliwell could do was bake, and when she was stressed; she baked a
lot. Actually, a lot was an understatement. Both her future sons were missing, temporarily
available as her husband called it. Temporarily unavailable my ass. At least baby Wyatt was
safe. He was at magic school. Piper heard the sound of orbs behind her. She didn't even
bother to turn around. It was probably Leo again. He'd been orbing back and forward
between the stupid elders and her all morning. He didn't seem too worried about Chris. If he
was then he was hiding it pretty good. He probably thought that since Wyatt was with
him…it only meant both her sons were in trouble. Damn magic and demons and stupid
elders. She didn't bother turning around. At least not until she heard her oldest say: "mom
look who I found". Then she turned around. More like jumped. There they were, both her
sons. With ragged breath and sweating. Chris had a bruise on his left cheek. He looked
exhausted. Wyatt looked tired too. She was about to start her tirade about responsibilities,
when she was interrupted.
"Piper where's Wyatt" Chris asked carefully. He could see his mother about to burst but he
had to ask anyway. His version of his brother though was staring at him. "I'm right here
dumbass. Did you hit your head or something?" Chris didn't bother replying. He merely
rolled his eyes. His mother breathed slowly, trying desperately not to strangle him before
replying. "He's at magic school, why?" magic school! What are they, idiots? Chris didn't
waste any time explaining. They would either don't understand or overreact.
At magic school Chris quickly found his way to the nursery. Baby Wyatt was there, sleeping.
"Come on big brother, let's go to Aunty Sheila's" Chris carefully lifted up his brother. " Chris
what are you doing here" Chris whipped around. His heart nearly falling out off his chest,
and saw the reason for all of his troubles. "Just picking up Wyatt, Gideon. He's staying at
home today."Chris didn't dare look the man in the eyes, afraid the hate in his eyes would be
visible.He didn't bother waiting for the bastard to respond.
Chris arrived at the manor half an hour later. they were all there, his mother, father and
brother. Great. He didn't have to wait long before his mother ambushed him. "Where the
hell have you been?" She didn't wait for him to respond. "What were you thinking, you can't
just take off!" Again, he opened his mouth but…
"You're going to get yourself killed" Piper shouted. " you can't keep taking these
unnecessary risks-" For some reason Chris's blood boiled. He was exhausted and didn't want
to deal with his mothers overprotective issues. His forgotten killer headache was making a
comeback. Future consequences be damned. "Me, killed? Oh you're the one to talk" Chris
bit back "Last time I checked you're the one who got yourself killed, so don't talk to me
about taking unnecessary risks because you only sound like a damned hypocrite." Chris's
voice had gotten louder and he was nearly screaming. At the end of his statement, Piper's
wide eyes were staring at him in shock. Leo's face had ceased into a worried frown and
Wyatt well, Wyatt looked…amused. Chris fought the urge to run out of the room. The look
on his mother's face caused him to feel a strangling sensation, but he couldn't run. Chris
didn't want to act like a stupid kid after all. Instead he calmly left the room. He might as well
have run; he wouldn't have turned around if they had called after him. Lucky for him, they
didn't. Neither of them knew what to say. Oh god, what the fuck did I just do?