The Future (before Chris has the idea of time travel to save his brother- he's about 19)

Chris had once more found himself in one of Wyatt's dungeons. It wasn't the first time and, as Chris has no intention of stopping helping the Resistance, he was fairly confident it wouldn't be the last. Wyatt had discovered that Chris had single handedly rescued four leading resistance members who were being tortured for information, and on top of this he had vanquished some of Wyatt's top ranking demons and he was not happy. The cell Chris was being kept in had been specially made for him. It was fully furnished with a comfortable bed and even had an en suite of sorts, but it was also enchanted. Not only was Chris unable to use magic in it, but it was also filled with whisperings- when ever he was left in the cell he could hear the voices telling him to stop fighting Wyatt, to give in, to believe that power was all that mattered. Chris was strong however. Wyatt's propaganda could never effect him, he believed to strongly in the lessons his mother and aunts had taught him-he believed in good magic.

Chris had been in the prison for over a week before Wyatt came for him. Chris was lying on his bed and didn't even bother to acknowledge Wyatt's presence until he was standing over him, gazing down at him with a serious look on his face.

"What do you want Wyatt?" Asked Chris calmly, standing up and moving across to the other side of the cell from Wyatt.

"I want you to apologize." Stated Wyatt simply, turning to face his stubborn younger brother. Chris couldn't help but smile slightly at Wyatt's words. His brother was more upset by the fact that his brother had gone behind his back then he was about what Chris had actually done.

"Say please." Replied Chris, deliberately baiting his brother in a way only he could get away with. Suddenly however Chris found his air ways restricted, as he faced Wyatt he could see he had his hand balled into a fist, using his telekinesis to choke him.

Slowly Wyatt walked towards his little brother who was still struggling to escape from his hold, clawing at imaginary hands to try and release his air ways. Wyatt paused when he was less then a metre from him, his face filled with malice as he leant in so his face was directly opposite Chris'

"Do you think this is a game?" He hissed, staring into Chris' gently budging eyes, "I'm trying to create a utopia, where magic can rule without fear of persecution." He released his grip slightly to prevent Chris from passing out before he continued, "those people you so gallantly freed are working on a plan which will bring more pain to our lives before anything 'good' could ever come from it" He spat, swiping his hand through the air, sending Chris flying across the cell, landing in a heap against the wall.

"Their not trying to destroy you Wyatt." Coughed Chris as he regained his breath, "They're trying to save the people they love from being killed by your demons." Chris decided to omit the section of the resistance who were indeed trying to bring down Wyatt's tyrannical rule (much of which was being run by their cousins).

Wyatt however did not seem convinced by Chris' proclamation. He scoffed at his words before taking a step forwards, holding out his hand towards Chris who was still on the floor.

"Come with me." He spat. Chris looked at the hand cautiously, something told him that where ever Wyatt wanted to take him it wasn't for milk and cookies.

"I thought you couldn't orb inside the cell." Stated Chris, making no move to take his brothers out stretched hand.

"Well being me has it's privileges." Replied Wyatt. "Now take my hand Christopher." Chris flinched slightly when Wyatt used his full name, he only ever did that when Chris was in trouble. Nervously Chris got to his feet, the moment he touched Wyatt black orbs appeared around them and he felt the familiar feeling of rising and floating before the gradual return to Earth. Once the orbs had cleared Chris instantly recognised where they were. They were stood atop the golden gate bridge, looking out across San Francisco- the city Wyatt had named as capital when he had first come to power.

"What are we doing here?" He asked his brother nervously, staring out at the much destroyed and perpetually smoking city.

"I want you to sense for people who are under attack." He commanded, he wasn't looking at the city but instead was staring at his little brother. Chris frowned slightly but did as he was told, closing his eyes and feeling around for any danger. Chris could sense the immense fear which was emanating from the city but there didn't seem to be any one who directly needed his help. After a minute he opened his eyes, turning to face Wyatt. "You see Chris, you believe that the resistance just wants to save those they love from demons but you are wrong. They have convinced you that what they are doing, they are doing out of love, but they are lying, they are doing it out of hatred. They believe in good and evil and so think that a world run by demons can't be utopia. They are working to destroy me not realising at will leave them exactly in a worse position. They will have to go back to their old lives, forced to fight off another demon attack every day because no one but me can control them. Don't you see Chris." At this he grabbed his little brother by the shoulders, forcing him to look directly into his eyes. "I'm not destroying the world, I've freed it."

As Chris watched his speech Chris realised how far gone Wyatt was. He truly believed that world over run with demons was the best possible thing despite the fact that most of the schools had been shut down, families cowered in their homes not daring to go outside, hospitals were understaffed and supplied to deal with the survivors of the attacks. Wyatt had created himself a virtual paradise, while the rest of the world lived in a veritable dystopia.

"The world you described before was the world when we were a family." He replied simply. Wyatt scowled at his determined brother but Chris continued, "remember, when Mum and Aunt Phoebe were alive. When they and Uncle Coop and Henry would come round with the cousins and we'd play together. Sure we had to fight demons occasionally but are you honestly saying you are happier now then you were then." At the mention of their mother Wyatt spun around, an expression of fury on his face.

"THAT WORLD KILLED OUR MOTHER!" He yelled, making Chris jump and stumble back a few paces. Before he could say anything else however he was suddenly surrounded by a bright spiralling light. Chris Shielded his eyes from the brightness as he watched his brother try to escape it's clutches. The magical light was winning however and as Wyatt yelled "GUARD!" He suddenly disappeared, leaving a very confused Chris alone on the bridge.

Just as he began to orb, however, Chris felt a firm hand on his shoulder, keeping him grounded.

"Going somewhere Halliwell?" Drawled a Cold, familiar voice from behind him- one of Wyatt's guards had answered his frantic call as he disappeared. Chris rolled his eyes at his brothers rightful lack of trust.

"Yes actually." He responded coolly, not turning around to face his adversary. "I was about to orb down to the park to take a walk along the river and then probably have lunch in one of the gardens on these marble benches."

"How romantic" Came the voice in his left ear. Slowly Chris turned around.

"Oh it will be." He stated. "Perhaps you should join me." Chris gave Bianca a grin as she reached up and placed a warm kiss on his lips. Chris couldn't help but be delighted by the fact that she had been the one to answer Wyatt's call.

"What happened to your brother?" She asked, leaning against one of the support beams, taking in the man she hadn't seen for a week. Chris shrugged, although he did have an idea.

"Not that I'm complaining mind." He added, I need to get back to the base to see my aunt and cousins and to make sure there is nothing wrong." Bianca groaned at his words, taking both his hands, swinging them gently.

"You know I can't let you go." She informed him unhappily. "Wyatt would kill me if I was the one who let you slip again, and how would I explain my sudden spree of failing to keep you in check." Chris smiled, knowing Bianca was playing.

"Oh I don't know." He said thoughtfully. "you could tell them that I over powered you." He practically whispered, bring Bianca into a close embrace, "tell them that I was too fast for you." as he spoke he slowly reached into her belt, removing an atheme from where she kept them, "that I was just to good." he finished, gently pressing the tip of the dagger into her as he removed himself from their embrace. Bianca smiled cunningly.

"Oh I don't think they'd believe any of that." She taunted, shimmering out and appearing behind Chris, a second atheme in her hand which she carefully placed against his neck.

"Maybe not." Replied Chris, "but that doesn't mean you would be lying." With that he swiped his arm, sending the atheme in his girlfriends hand flying through the air, he then spun around, placing another kiss on her unresisting lips, simultaneously using the atheme to connect her leather jacket to the bridge supports using his telekinesis. With that he stepped out of her reach, blowing her another kiss as he was once more consumed by orbs and he disappeared.

Bianca watched Chris go and smiled wistfully. He was the only person who she'd let beat her in a fight. She felt something every time he came close to her, every time he kissed her. This was more than just a crush, Bianca realised as she shimmered of the bridge, this was the beginnings of love.


Chris reappeared in the main entrance to the resistance's base. He quickly made his way towards the main offices where he knew his Aunt Paige would be. As he walked through the familiar corridors he was greeted by many resistance members including Glen Belland, Paige's former best friend, Steve Montana- Richard's (Paige's ex-boyfriend) brother and even two guardians- the keeper of Pandora's box and the protector of the fairy tales, who had both joined the resistance after Wyatt threatened their protected objects.

Eventually Chris reached the corridor which contained all the offices of the main resistance leaders. Right at the end was the largest office which he and Paige shared as equal leaders of the overall resistance. As Chris entered their office he was barraged by yells and cheers as he was greeted by all six of his cousins who had apparently been in a middle of a meeting with their aunt/ mother until he walked in.

Payson, the youngest of the Halliwell children reached him first, she was only six and so instead of giving him a proper hug she attached herself to his leg in much he same was a a Koala. Next to reach him were Paige's twin girls- Penelope and Philippa who embraced him on either side of his body. Their older brother and Chris' only male cousin slapped him on the back and Phoebe's oldest daughters, Prue and Parker hugged each other when they decided it would be too difficult to get to Chris.

Once Chris had greeted all his younger cousins, he turned to Paige, indicating to her that he had news. Instantly he adopted an authoritative pose, dismissing the young Hailliwell's. Eventually despite much complaining and crying from Payson, Chris and Paige were left alone in their office.

"So what happened to you?" Asked a concerned Paige, taking in Chris' dishevelled appearance. She quickly put up her hand and began healing Chris' many cuts and bruises as he explained how Wyatt had caught him breaking out the resistance members and how he had only managed to escape because Wyatt had disappeared. He decided to leave out his meeting with Bianca- as much as he loved his Aunt he really wasn't ready to discuss his love life with her. Paige frowned as Chris described how Wyatt had disappeared. "From what your telling me it sounds like someone summoned him." Noted Paige, sitting behind her desk, frowning. "But I can't think of who would have the power to summon Wyatt, he is more magically protected then the entirety of the underworld."

Chris nodded his head. He had been thinking about that ever since he had arrived in the base. As far as he was aware Wyatt had killed any witch who would have enough power (other then Chris and the cousins) to do any thing to stop him. Even Phoebe, when her Coop had tried to stand against him had been killed and Chris couldn't think of anyone who would be able to break through Wyatt's protection.

"The only people I can think of who would stand a chance would be the charmed ones." He said aloud. "But well.." He trailed off. Paige knew what he meant, all three of the original charmed ones were dead and she was the only one left. When Piper had died, the power of three had died with her and now Paige was no stronger then any other witch.

Both of them sat in silence for a while trying to work out what had happened to Wyatt when suddenly Chris had an idea.

"Didn't you once tell me that when you had been younger, you mum and aunt Phoebe had accidentally summoned someone through time?" Paige thought about it for a second and nodded.

"Yeah, we needed help with a demon and accidentally summoned a younger grams." She smiled at the memory of the young, hippie witch before her husband had died. "So is that what you think could have happened here?" She clarified, "you think someone from the past summoned him?" Chris nodded.

"Before I left the bridge I tried to sense for Wyatt." She informed her. "We've always had a strong bond and I can sense him in the underworld too but he definitely wasn't anywhere on Earth or under it. Paige considered the words for a minute before hesitantly saying.

"What about over it?"Chris frowned at her so she sighed and pointed upwards "maybe the elders have finally decided they are going to do something about him." Chris scoffed at the idea. Ever since Wyatt had taken over, The elders had closed the heavens, they now only intervened if it was urgent. Since then Chris had seen his father twice- both times after Wyatt had summoned him. Leo never came for Chris and he doubted very much if the pacifist elders were about to start a war.

"Okay, well why don't you try calling for an elder and see what they can tell you, mean while I will be looking for a time travel spell." Paige frowned at him- uncertain why Chris needed a spell, if Wyatt was with the charmed ones then he would be no match for the full power of three. "Well we obviously need to go back and get him before he slips into the past underworld and brings back an army of demons that are all ready vanquished here." Chris saw Paige's uncertain look and he guessed that she thought the power of three would stop Wyatt. "Look Paige, if Wyatt has gone back in time then they won't know he's the source. He'll tell you that he's Piper's son and knowing the Halliwell love of family you'll probably help him if he can persuade you it was for the greater good."

Paige sighed, she knew her nephew was right. She nodded her head dismissing Chris to go and find the spell whilst she began to call for various elders. After twenty minutes her voice was horse and she hadn't got an answer. She guessed that meant the Elders were still staying out of matters on Earth and this added to Chris' theory of what had happened to Wyatt.

Five minutes later Chris returned carrying the resistance's replica of the book of shadows and Wyatt had claimed the original. He quickly located the time travel spell ans was about to recite it when Paige stopped him.

"What do you think you are doing?" She asked, sounding scarily similar to Piper.

"I'm going back in time to retrieve my pain in the ass brother." Chris replied, confused about his aunt's reaction.

"Well your not going alone." She informed him simply. Chris gave her an incredulous look but Paige ignored it. "Christopher Perry Halliwell you are not going to go back in time to deal with your significantly more powerful brother on your own." She told him in an imperious tone. "I'm coming with you." She informed him, speaking over his protests.

"Aunt Paige you can't come, what about my cousins and who will take care of the resistance if we are both away." Paige raised an eyebrow at him as if startled that he was answering back.

"Your cousins will be perfectly safe in the base and I have put in place precautions to prevent them from leaving." She informed him simply. "As for the resistance I have no doubt that our deputy is full capable of running things well we're away." Chris opened his mouth to argue further but was interrupted by someone entering the office. "Ahh, speak of the devil." She commented, moving round the desk to great her second in command.

"Hey Chris, glad to see you're okay!" Greeted Darryl Morris warmly, shaking firmly by the hand. "You had us worried when we heard your brother was keeping you in the cells." Chris gave him a warm smile. With out Darryl most of the resistance would have been defeated a long ago. But with his connections as well as tactical knowledge they had manage to remain covert, whilst Darryl covered their tracks, much like he used to do for the sisters.

"Darryl, I need you to take charge for a few days." Paige instructed him. Darryl nodded his head, apparently not requiring an explanation. Despite this however Paige needed him to know where they were in case something went wrong so she quickly informed him of what was happening as Chris left the room to go and stock up on some potions they may need to bring back Wyatt.

In the potions room Chris ran into his oldest two cousins, Prue and Henry Junior. They were whispering secretly as they worked on a potion in the far corner. Chris grinned, sneaking up on them, leaning over there shoulders before whispering in their ears.

"Trying to find away around Paige's caging spells?" Both his cousins jumped, spinning round and trying to hide their concoction.

"Chris!" Exclaimed Prue, relieved it was only him. Chris grinned at them, but Henry Junior looked Sheepish.

"You won't tell mum about this will you Chris." He asked cautiously, not wanting his mum to put up more enchantments to keep them in the base.

"Of course not." Promised Chris. Both the cousins sighed in relief until Chris flicked his wrist, causing the contents of the potion to spray across the room whilst the potion book they were using flew into their hands. He tutted at his cousins before turning around. Ignoring their protests he grabbed the potions he had been looking for and walked out of the room, ignoring the various insults and curses Prue was sending after him.

When he arrived back in the study he found Paige ready to leave. He subtly dropped his cousins potion book on to his desk before joining her behind the book of shadows, facing the Triquetra Paige had already drawn on the wall, together they chanted the spell

Hear these words, hear the rhyme, heed the hope within my mind,

send me back to where I'll find, what I wish in place and time.

Then the pair of them walked through the now open and spiralling portal and into the past.


Wow, that was longer then I expected it to be. Any way next chapter will be back in the past and will be a sort of meet and great- how fun!

Thanks for reading! And please review- if you do I will probably update tomorrow! :D