No, no this wasn't happening. Ever since Piper became a mother she had worked very hard to
protect her child from the cruelties of their world. Now she not only learned that she was going to
die young and leave her kids, her youngest was also going to watch her die. It was not acceptable.
Piper noticed Wyatt and Leo looking at her strangely. Probably because she was continuously
shaking her head. Her child was not going to watch her die. It was a promise she intended to keep.
Piper stopped shaking her head as her husband put his hand on her shoulder. He must have thought
she had gone into shock. She had for a minute, upon the announcement of her death, but she was
now thinking clearly. "Our son, Leo, our son can't…" her voice was breaking. An image of a sobbing
little boy was forming in her head. She had lost her mother early. It was not something she wanted
her children to go through. "He won't okay Piper, he won't because you're not going to die." Piper
could see the emotion in her husband's eyes and she knew that inside he was saying: you're not
going to die because I won't let you.
Their little moment was interrupted by their frustrated oldest son. "Even if you don't die this time
around mom, it won't change anything"
"What's that suppose to mean?" Piper asked sharply.
"It means mom, that in my world you're still going to be dead. Chris still had to watch you die. There
is nothing you can do to change that." Silence. "I'm going to get some sleep. Don't wake me." Wyatt
repeated his brother's previous action and walked slowly out the door, leaving his parents yet again
to watch one of their sons walk away.
God, this day was just turning out great. Her sisters were someplace unknown polishing their love
lives, demons were probably going to bug her, Leo was worried, both her sons were pissed off and
oh, she was going to die young. Great. Leo had yet to say a word since Wyatt left. The silence was
killing her. "I should go check on Chris." Piper turned to leave, but Leo shook his head. "I'll do it" She
knew he was a better choice. After all, to be comforted by you dead mother, how calming could that
possibly be?
Leo gently knocked on Chris's bedroom door. The day's events had left him completely drained, and
it wasn't even noon yet. How he felt didn't matter though, his son's needs came first. The boy had
seemed quite upset earlier, overcome with emotion. Chris's reaction wasn't strange considering
what he had been through. Leo knocked again. There was no answer. No sarcastic smartass angry
comment could be heard. "Chris, you okay?" still no answer. Leo went inside. The bedroom was
empty. Leo's heart started to beat faster. If the Chris had split again… his line of thoughts abrupt
came to an end as he heard retching noises coming from the bathroom. As he entered, Leo saw his
son kneeling beside the toilet. He looked really sick. Chris had seemed fine just a little while ago,
what could possibly have happened in that short period of time? Maybe a demon… no, then Wyatt
would have healed him or at least told them about it. What was he doing anyway? His son was sick.
He should help him instead of standing around like an idiot.
Chris barely noticed Leo kneeling down beside him. He was shaking badly as he curled up as best he
could between the wall and the toilet to ease the tension on his stomach muscles. He carefully
brought his head to rest against his knees. Chris just sat there waiting, waiting for the next heave, the
feeling of his internal organs coming up through his throat. He could feel one of his father's hands on
his back. His cheeks flushed with humiliation of his father catching him in a weak moment. "You okay
Chris?" He heard Leo ask. His voice didn't have the strength to answer. "I'm going to get you a glass
of water. You just stay here alright?" Chris didn't notice Leo leaving but he soon came back with
water. "Chris here, drink" he eyed his father for a moment, considering throwing him a remark about
being fine, but he knew Leo wouldn't buy that. "Thanks dad" Chris took the water and missed the
look of worry and pride on his father's face. He had never called Leo dad before and they both knew
he wasn't ready. After Chris had finished his water, he felt his father's hand on his chin forcing him
to look into Leo's concerned eyes. "You should get some rest Chris. You'll feel better. You should also
get some food in you. If your mother sees you like this, you'll never get a minutes peace." Leo tried
to lighten the mood, but it wasn't working. Chris couldn't get Piper's eyes out of his mind. It had
been years since he had let his mother's death affect him like this. His father gently helped him to the
bed. Chris lied down. There was a picture of baby Wyatt on the nightstand. With all the thoughts of
his mother's death, he had forgotten about Wyatt. He was hopefully safe at Sheila's. Now all he had
to do was figure out how to vanquish an elder. Wyatt could probably help him with that; he had
done a good job in the future. Chris didn't notice the sleeping dust in Leo's hands. Sleep came
quickly, but it didn't matter. He had plenty of time; after all, what could possibly go wrong?
Gideon was furious, no beyond furious. Who the hell did the kid think he was? He was too damn
noisy and overprotective for his own good. The boy would have to be dealt with. Gideon would have
to find away to eliminate him without getting the charmed ones attention. Chris couldn't keep
sticking his nose in. Wyatt had to keep coming to magic school. That was the only place he could
reach him. Gideon had left the security of the magic school and he now found himself deep in the
underworld. The other elders would have a fit if they wound out where he was. His plans would be
thwarted. Gideon couldn't risk that. The future depended on him getting rid of the twice blessed
child. The child should never have been born in the first place, possessing too much power is always
corrupting. Who knew the damage a child with Wyatt's powers could cause? He was doing the world
a favor, but nobody would agree with him at the current stage. They were blind, all blind. Sacrifices
had to be made for the greater good, though and that was exactly what Gideon was doing. First
however, he had to get rid of the annoying kid and he knew just the way. He soon found himself at
his destination and there it was; the solution to all of his problems, Barbas.
AN: i know that this isn't my best chapter, and that it was a bit short. i promise the next will be longer, and hopefully better.
Hey guys I'm going to Crete. 14 days. I promise I'll update as soon as i can. please review:) and do you think Phoebe and Paige should be in the story?
weren't planning to but if you want I'll do my best to include them:)