My sincire apologies, not only have I left it far too long since updateing, but this chapter isn't even very long #sigh# incidently for the best part of a month didn't let me upload...did anyone else get that?

My continuing thanks to all who reviewed, you guys are great and I really appriciate it, to answer question asked charmedgrl4ever(thank you for all your reviews):If i rant in another language that's not french it's probably lithuainian, that was, as per normal for me, an apology for not updating #facepalm#... on that note here's the update.

Chris' mind was in conflict, that was the only reason Wyatt wasn't being attacked, and he knew it. He approached his brother and the cop more slowly.

"Hey! You found him! Hey Chrissy, you ok?" Wyatt jogged up to the pair. Chris had become aware of his brother approaching almost a minute earlier and Wyatt was fully aware of that, but it wouldn't do to drop appearances with a Police man and a random woman across the road watching, Chris raised an eyebrow and glanced nervously back to the policeman

"He's yours?" questioned Mills, looking somewhat relieved he wouldn't be dealing with the silent kid much longer

"ah, well, he's my brother, bit old to be mine." joked Wyatt. Mills flushed as he realized he should have noticed the age gap was far to small

"Why isn't he in school?" diverting attention from oneself is a tried and tested way of avoiding personal embarrassments.

"We just moved local, can't find a place that has teachers that know sign language yet." The thing abut growing up with evil tendencies is you tend to be able to lie quite well, and do so spontaneously

"Ah..umm, good luck with that. I guess I'll be on my way then. Sorry for the bother" Mills left like he had a devil on his back. Wyatt raised his eyebrows and grinned, raising his hand in a half wave

"Bye then." Wyatt made no move to step towards his brother, who was staring at him like a caged fox, a mixture of terror and aggression on his face.

"look Chris, I swear I didn't come here to get you, or kill you. I got pulled here, I think it was that old charm we used to have... I guess it's because you got de-aged." Chris looked sceptical, but he didn't move away as Wyatt moved a half step closer to him, holding up his palms in the universal gesture of "I mean no harm"

"How did you get de-aged anyway? It can't have been personal gain, that's just not you. So a daemon then?" there was no response, Wyatt sighed

"Chrissy, please, I swear..." the teen looked at the pavement for a moment, he half stepped towards his brother. Wyatt grinned and pulled him into a hug, Chris almost immediately pulled out if it, but a start was a start reasoned Wyatt. The blond smiled at his brother.

"Cummon, we've, (and by that I mean you've by the way), got some explaining to do" he started walking back to the manor, after half a seconds thought Chris skated up beside his brother, noteing the forming grin on the blond's face as he worked some things about the situation out...

"I'm guessing your body's in the non orbing phase then?" a nod, and a tilt of head. Wyatt grinned

"Stupid, if you'd been able to orb you'd have found them by now. Am I right?" Chris frowned and nodded. Then offered his brother a sceptical face.

"Alright, alright." Wyatt held up his hands in defeat. "you were right, I have changed... somewhat." Chris glared

"what do you mean not enough?! I stopped killing witches didn't I?" Chris raised an eyebrow, Wyatt glared. It was this point Piper, Leo and baby Wyatt orbed in. with a flick of his heel Chris rolled himself further away from all parties. Wyatt stepped back towards him, noting that the look of fear had returned to his face, Chris seemed barely aware of his brother's movement. The young witch hugged his arms to his chest and let his hair fall into his eyes.

"you found him?" asked leo, Chris pulled a face causing Wyatt to smirk at him

"That, was mean, uncalled for and about thirty percent impossible" he commented, ruffling his little brother's hair, Chris pulled away glaring.