Sorry it's been so long since my last update. Here it is for you. Thanks for all the comments, they are greatly appreciated. I do not owned Charmed or any of it's characters.
After Gideon had dealt with Zachary, he sat in his office pondering who the tall blonde man had been at the manor. Piper made some sort of reference to Wyatt when she had seen him orb out. If that man was Wyatt, it had only confirmed his suspicions.
Gideon had rallied to allow Leo and Piper to marry. They had both proved that they could handle their relationship while still focusing on their magical duties. Once he had learned of the prophecy about a twice blessed child, he began to grow weary. When Piper had given birth to that child, fear came over him. In his opinion, no one should ever have as much power as little Wyatt had and he suspected that Wyatt would grow to abuse his power and become corrupted. If that man at the manor was Wyatt, than his suspicions were, in fact, confirmed. The man seemed dark and evil, like someone who had been corrupted by his own power.
Gideon rose from his chair and walked over to a curtain that lined one of his office walls. He pulled it back and sat on a chair in front of the wall. He looked up at a mirror that hung on the wall and saw a familiar face. Most would assume that he was merely looking at his own reflection, but there was something different about the person in the mirror, something darker.
Gideon spoke, essentially to himself, though it was a seemingly different version of himself. "We may have a situation." He said.
The man sat in his own version of magic school, a version in a world that was the complete opposite of of the one that the other Gideon sat in. "Yes, I am aware." He replied. "A good version of Wyatt Halliwell may have come from the future, though I can't figure out why."
"I suspect it has something to do with the Charmed Ones white lighter." Gideon said. "They seemed to know each other."
"Well, he is from the future." The other Gideon replied. "There is still much we don't know about him though."
"Yes, but he seems to be focusing on protecting baby Wyatt." Gideon said.
"Protecting him from us." The other one assumed.
"Ah, but he doesn't know we are after Wyatt. If he did, he would have come after us already." Gideon replied.
"That must be why he has been sending the Charmed Ones after so many beings of good or demons, in your world. He's trying to find out who is after baby Wyatt." The other explained.
There was a knock on the office door. "That must be Sigmund." Each Gideon said at the same time. They both reached for the curtain, pulling it back into place.
"Come in." Gideon said, raising from his chair.
The door opened and Sigmund walked in. "What did you want to speak to me about, sir?" He asked curiously.
"It's about Wyatt." Gideon explained. "I think an adult Wyatt, an evil Wyatt, has come from the future."
"An evil Wyatt?" Sigmund asked, surprised. "That must mean our plan to kill the boy fails."
"No." Gideon replied angrily. "It only means that we need to try all the more harder to get at baby Wyatt. We'll have to be a little quicker with our plans."
The Charmed Ones were used to people trying to kill them on a regular basis, they were even used to dying on a regular basis, but they had never had their heads chopped off before. That was a new situation for them and they had hoped it would never happen again. The sisters decided to spend an evening out so they could talk and bond with one another after they day they had just lived through.
Piper was still trying to cope with the fact that her son apparently turns evil in the future and terrorizes the city. Paige was trying to cope with Richard and his issues with magic. His use of magic was seemingly turning him into another person, a person she did not recognize. Phoebe was coping with the loss of her boyfriend, Jason. He was a good man, someone who treated her to the world and respected her. She had lied to him about her Wiccan side, kept it hidden from him and he deserved better than that. He had found out about her gifts when a spell went awry. She hadn't meant for him to find out that way and he didn't take well to the news. She was also coping with living in the manor once more.
Chris ventured into P3, heading towards the back room where he had been living for the last several months. He walked passed the girls, almost completely ignoring them. He was too tired to talk and he was starting to lose hope, starting to wonder if they would ever figure out who was after Wyatt. He closed the door behind him as he entered the room, trying to shut out the loud music of Ziggy Marley. It wasn't because he disliked the musician, but merely because he was not in the mood to listen to any music.
He sat down on the couch and pulled off his jacket, setting it on one of the crates next to the couch. The door opened slowly as the music began to pour in from the club. He looked up, catching sight of Phoebe's face as she peeked in the room. "Hey, can we talk." She said.
"I guess, what is it?" Chris asked back.
She pulled the rest of herself in the room, shutting out the sound as she closed the door behind her. "Well, I have a question for you and I need you to be completely honest with me, no lies."
Chris immediately became worried. He didn't know what she wanted to ask, but he was sure he could come up with a sufficient enough lie to answer the question with. He didn't like lying to any of the sisters, but sometimes he felt like he had no choice. "Ok, what's your question?" He asked.
"You swear you won't just tell me some sort of lie?" She asked, with a very serious look on her face. It seemed as though her question was a matter of life or death.
"I swear." He lied. It all depended on what the question was.
She looked into his green eyes as if she were starring straight into his soul. "Are you Wyatt's little brother?" She asked. While she was at magic school, she had seen a wolf that no one else was able to see. Gideon told her to follow her instincts and her instincts were telling her she needed to follow the wolf. Upon doing so, she was lead to a shaman and the shaman had aided her in seeing a small glimpse of the future, a good future. In that future, she was expecting a baby and Piper was trying to get Wyatt to share a toy with his younger brother. It was when she saw that vision, she began to piece together who Chris really was. He must have come from the future to save his own family, her family.
Chris sat on the couch silent for several moments before he finally answered Phoebe. He had assumed that he could come up with a sufficient enough lie to answer her question with, but this wasn't anything that he thought he could lie about. She knew the truth and he had no choice but to confirm her thoughts. "Only if I can get Piper and Leo back together in time." He replied, answering honestly. Part of him hated that someone had found out his secret and part of him felt relieved that someone had actually known. It was almost as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
Phoebe starred at Chris, not really sure how to respond. In that moment, she was finally noticing how much Chris had resembled Piper. How is it that she had never seen it before, how is it that Piper had not noticed it before?
She was pulled from her thoughts when dark orbs filled the room. Both she and Chris turned to notice Wyatt orbing into the room. He looked around and was quite surprised to see Phoebe sitting with Chris. Phoebe gave Wyatt an interesting look. He wasn't sure what she meant by it. Then, she turned back to Chris. "So, you two are actually brothers." She said, almost as if she couldn't believe her own words.
"You finally told them?" Wyatt asked, before Chris could reply to Phoebe.
He looked up at Wyatt. "Not exactly. Phoebe's the only one that knows." Chris replied. He looked down at the floor. "I don't see why you care anyways."
"I didn't come here to watch you throw your life away." Wyatt replied, feeling anger wash over him.
"I'm not throwing my life away." Chris argued, looking up at his brother again. Anger was washing over him as well.
Phoebe always had a hard time getting a read on Chris with her empathy power, but she was feeling a lot of anger from Wyatt. His anger was laced with fear, fear for the life of his brother. Wyatt hadn't realized that Phoebe was an empath, as she hadn't gained that power in his future. If he had known, he may have tried to hide his emotions a bit more. "Why are you angry at Chris for coming back here?" She asked, looking at Wyatt. Her eyes seemed to burn into him.
His eyes were locked in hers and he felt as if he were unable to pull them away. He felt completely vulnerable to his emotions once again, just like he had on the beach when he was with Chris. "And how is it you know that?" He asked curiously. Clearly, his emotions were too obvious. He had to try and control himself.
"She's an empath now, Wyatt." Chris explained. Wyatt's eyes grew wide, as he took in the thought of Phoebe being an empath. He really had to control his emotions now.
"He's trying to save you, at least that's what he claims." Phoebe said. "How can you be mad at him for wanting to save you?"
Wyatt's anger came out again as he looked at his little brother. "I don't need saving." He argued, raising his voice.
"Why did you come here, Wyatt?" Phoebe asked, as she sensed his anger rising.
He turned to Phoebe. "I sensed he was in pain, that something or someone had hurt him." Wyatt answered. Feelings of sorrow and loss replaced his anger. "So, I came back here to save him, to keep him from getting himself killed."
"After all the crap you've put me through, I'm supposed to believe that you care all of a sudden?" Chris asked, raising his voice. "I'm supposed to believe that you want to protect me?"
Phoebe could read Wyatt like a book. She could sense how much Wyatt had really cared for Chris. She assumed, based on the way the brother's were talking to one another, that Wyatt had hurt Chris at some point, that he had done something horrible to lose his trust. It seemed from both of their appearances, that one brother had turned out good, while the other had let his powers consume him and drag him to the dark side. That aside, she could sense that Wyatt was terrified of losing his brother. "I don't know what's happened in the future," Phoebe said calmly. "But he does care about you, Chris."
Chris looked up at his brother, letting the anger seep out of him. He stared at Wyatt as if he were trying to see deep inside of him, to see the truth in what Phoebe had said. He remembered the necklace that Piper had found in the attic, his necklace. Wyatt had left it there. If Wyatt hadn't cared for him, why did he carry the necklace with him? Chris quickly pushed the thought away. If his brother had cared about him, why had he sent an assassin after him? Why had he sent countless demons after him? Those weren't things you did to someone you cared about.
"Chris." Phoebe said, trying to get his attention. He hadn't responded to what she had said.
He looked up at her. "You don't know the things he's done to me, to our family." Chris finally replied softly. Phoebe's face filled with fear as she thought of what Wyatt might have done to his own brother and family. Chris looked back at Wyatt, wishing he could trust him like he had when they were kids. After all that had happened between them in the future, trust was not going to come easily. The belief that Wyatt had really cared for him, was not going to come easily.
Remorse over took Wyatt as he thought of some of the things he had done to his brother, to his own family. He had watched as demons killed his aunt Phoebe and stood back, doing nothing to stop it. He had killed his own cousin because she was merely in the way. He had tried to harm Chris on many occasions, even tried to kill him for going against him. He had changed the world for Chris, yet Chris refused to except the world that he had created. He had gone against him, tried to stop him and that was why Wyatt had seemingly been out to hurt his own brother. He was merely trying to get him to see his ways of thinking, to accept his world and be at his side, just as he was as a child. When he had finally realized that he would never get his brother back, never get his best friend back, he had sent Bianca to kill him and it was something he had regretted ever since.
Wyatt looked at Phoebe and than turned his head to Chris. His eyes were watery, as if he were on the verge of tears. "I'm sorry, Christopher." He said with a shaky voice, before orbing out of the room.
"He's sorry?" Chris questioned angrily. "Like I'm supposed to believe that."
"It's obvious that you two have issues, but he can't fake what he's feeling." Phoebe said. "I can read him, though I've never really been able to read you."
"Well, I don't care what he feels." Chris replied. "It doesn't change what he's done."
Chris had spent the last week trying to verify his conception date. He had met with Madame Serena the week before, but he wanted to double check the date she had given him. So, he had visited a few other fortune tellers and oracles, even a soothsayer. They had all given him a strict time line, one that didn't match up with the date that Madame Serena had given him.
As he walked out of the shop of yet another fortune teller, he pulled out the paper that Madame Serena had given him. He looked at the date once more, wondering if there was some kind of significance in it. He looked closer, realizing that he had read the date all wrong. Her hand writing was a tad sloppy. The date was actually one day before his birthday. Why would she write this date down?" He questioned to himself. There had to be some reason she had given him that date, though he didn't have any clue as to what that reason was. He slipped the paper back in his pocket.
His Aunt Phoebe had been calling him all week. He had been ignoring her though, trying to figure out how much time he had left before he would parish. He walked into a nearby alley and orbed out, heading for his Aunt's office at The Bay Mirror. He formed in her office and starting pacing, waiting for her to arrive for work.
Phoebe rushed herself into her office, having her column to finish. She had been slightly distracted though. All week she had been wondering about Chris, worrying about him. She had found out his ultimate secret, that he was Piper's son. Then, he had ignored her all week, as she struggled to keep things to herself. Keeping secrets was not her specialty.
"Ah." Phoebe gasped as she entered her office. She had not expected to see Chris waiting for her.
"Phoebe I need your help." He said, not even greeting her.
She moved around her desk, sitting behind it. Chris sat himself on the arm of the couch in her office. "I've been calling for you all week." She said. "Didn't you hear me?"
"For the first couple of days, yeah." He replied. "Then, I put you on mute."
"You can put me on mute?" She asked curiously. She had no idea he could do that.
"Yeah and I had to. I've been busy and now I need your help." He explained.
Phoebe looked at him as irritation came over her. "Oh yeah, and I need yours too." She started. "Because you come here and drop this bombshell on me, and you expect me to keep this secret. I don't even know why I'm keeping this secret."
Chris turned away from her. He could tell she was getting frustrated. "Nobody can find out Piper and Leo are my parents." He said. He was getting frustrated as well. "It can mess with the whole future."
"Well then why the hell did you even come back here?" Phoebe asked with annoyance. "I thought your whole goal was to change the future?"
"Yeah, but..." He started.
Phoebe cut him off. "I don't know why you even told me about this." She said.
He looked at her confused. "I didn't. You busted me, remember?" He replied, as he thought about the night at P3. He hadn't seen Phoebe or Wyatt since that night. "I'm actually kind of glad that my secret's out. I've been so focused on Wyatt, that I've completely forgotten about myself."
"What about yourself?" Phoebe asked curiously.
"This months is my conception date." He explained. "If I'm not conceived this month, I could cease to exist."
"Your conception date?" She asked.
"Yes. I've been ignoring you all week because I have been seeking out fortune tellers, oracles, even some soothsayers." Chris continued explaining. "They all have said the same thing." He paused. Phoebe looked at him curiously, wondering where he was going with the conversation. "If Mom and Dad don't screw, I'm screwed."
"Whoa, can I at least get used to the idea that I have another nephew first?" Phoebe asked.
Chris rolled his eyes. "We don't have time for that. Mom and Dad have to screw soon." He demanded. "Now who's going to tell them?"
"What?" Phoebe gasped. "No one's going to tell them. We're not going to reopen those old wounds."
"But my life depends on it." Chris snapped back.
"You can't just come here, break your family apart, and then assume the pieces are just going to fall right back into place." Phoebe replied. "Life doesn't work like that."
"Well, we have to get them back together." He said.
"We?" Phoebe questioned. "There is no we. You're the one that split them up in the first place, not me. Why did you do that anyways?"
"I had to get Leo out of the way so I could become your new white lighter." He explained. "It was the only way I could get close enough to Wyatt."
"Just because your big brother picked on you in the future, doesn't mean you can just come back here and turn people's lives upside down." Phoebe argued.
"He picked on the world, Phoebe." He snapped back, anger beginning to overcome him. He reached for an envelope in a basket on her desk. He held it out to her. "You're willing to help prefect strangers, but not your own family."
Phoebe looked at him curiously, reaching for the envelope. "If I agree to help you, it's going to be on my terms." Once she had the envelope in her hand, her body jerked suddenly and then went stiff. Her eyes closed and she was drawn into a premonition.
"What is it, what do you see?" Chris asked impatiently, before her vision had even finished.
Phoebe came out her vision and sat silent for a moment as she sorted out what it was she had actually seen. "It was a woman who was being attacked."
"Who, where?" He asked.
"It was hard to tell." She said back. She started opening the envelope to read the letter. She skimmed a few lines of it. "It seems like she's with a controlling man. If my vision is correct, he's some sort of demon."
Chris glanced at the mailing address of the envelope. There was none. "We have to help her then." Chris suggested. He knew that Phoebe always got her premonitions for a reason and obviously, she wouldn't have had this premonition if she had not been meant to save this woman.
"Alright, lets go." Phoebe replied, walking over to him. "We can use the letter to scry for her."
Chris took her arm and orbed out with her, heading to the attic in the manor. From there, they could scry for her location.
Chris had not been the only one to visit fortune tellers and oracles. Wyatt was worried that his brother was running out of time and if his parents didn't get back together soon, Chris might cease to exist. For the first time in many years, Wyatt was not anxious to be an only child. He had been seeking the same thing that Chris had been after.
Now that Wyatt had Chris' conception date, he was out to get his parents back together. He knew he wouldn't be able to use a simple love spell to get them back together. They usually backfired. The love they had for one another was still there anyways. Wyatt could tell by the way his father still looked at his mother. Deep down, he knew she felt the same. He had to come up with a way for them to realize that they still loved each other, to admit that they still loved each other.
From his favorite spot in the underworld, he closed his eyes and tried to sense who was in the manor. His father and his baby self were the only ones there. The heat from the flames before him seemed a bit warmer than usual. He was beginning to sweat. He turned into black orbs, leaving the flaming 'geyser'. He reformed in the attic of the manor.
Wyatt glanced around. Someone must have been there recently, as the map and scrying crystal were set out on the table. He ignored it and starting walking through the manor. He paused when he reached the entrance to the kitchen. He heard his father talking to his baby self. He assumed he was probably feeding little Wyatt.
Wyatt thought for a moment and then spoke softly. "Open his heart to life's one true love so that he may feel her true desire." He said. Wyatt knew a love spell was out of the question, but a spell to get them to realize their true desires or feelings might help to get his parents back together.
He closed his eyes, trying to sense where his mother was and orbed to her location so he could read off the same spell. He appeared in the bathroom of someone's apartment. He opened the door and peaked out, seeing his mother on the couch with another man. His eyes grew wide as anger flowed into him. He couldn't bear to see her with someone other than his father. His jaw clenched as he felt the sudden surge of power inside of him and he fought back the urge to kill the man who was now kissing his mother. "Open her heart to life's one true love so that she may feel his true desire." He whispered, gaining control of himself.
Piper glowed for a moment and stopped herself mid-kiss. She pulled away from the man. "Is something wrong?" The man asked curiously.
"I don't know, Greg." She replied. "Something's not right, this isn't right."
"What do you mean?" He asked with worry.
Piper stood up from the couch. "It's just that I'm still married and..." She said, but Greg cut her off.
"You said you were going to get a divorce." He replied.
"Yeah, I know." She said back. "I'm sorry, but I should go."
Wyatt watched from the bathroom, assuming his spell was the reason for her sudden need to leave. Piper grabbed her purse and started for the door.
"Wait." Greg tried to protest.
Piper turned back to him for a moment. "I'm sorry." She said. Then, she turned back to the door and walked out, leaving him to stare in shock.
Content with his spell in action, Wyatt orbed out of the apartment. He reformed in the manor once more. He wanted to wait and see how well his spell would work once his parents were in the same room together. After pacing the attic for about fifteen minutes, he finally heard the front door open. He headed down the stairs slowly, hoping it was his mother.
"Leo." He heard her call. He was almost at the bottom of the stairs, when he froze. She was walking right passed the stairs and he didn't want her to see him. She continued on, heading into the kitchen. Once she rounded the corner of the dining room into the kitchen, he followed and waited just outside the room.
Leo had just finished feeding little Wyatt. He turned to greet Piper. "Hey, you're back early." He said.
"Yeah, I know." She replied.
"Well, he's all fed, but he'll probably need a diaper change soon." He explained, speaking about Wyatt. "Just call me if you need anything." He was about to orb away, when she put her hand out and stopped him.
Her hand rested on his shoulder for a moment. "Wait, can we talk?" She asked him.
"I guess." He said, wondering what she wanted to talk about. "Is everything ok?"
She took her hand from his shoulder and walked over to sit at the table. Leo followed. "Yeah, everything's fine." She said. "It's just that I never got to thank you for my birthday gift. That was really sweet of you to get me a gift. I don't even know how you found it." For her birthday, he had given her the perfect gift. It was a charm bracelet her mother had given her before she had passed away. Prue had borrowed the bracelet sometime after their mother's death and lost it. Piper didn't think she would ever see it again. "Why did you go through all of that trouble to find that old bracelet anyways?" She asked.
He looked her in the eyes. "I knew it meant a lot to you and I wanted to give you something special for your birthday." He explained. "I know things have been hard on us the last few months with me being an Elder and all, but I still care about you Piper and I wanted your birthday to be special."
Piper smiled. "I don't understand why we can't just go back to the way things were, why we can't be a family again." She said. "We've been through so much together."
"I wish things could be different, but it's not like I asked to become and Elder." Leo replied. "I never wanted this. It was always you Piper, but somehow we got pushed apart along the way."
Wyatt stood in the dining room listening to his parents. It seemed as if his spell was working. He smiled contently and was about to orb out of the manor. He was stopped by the sight of his brother in the conservatory. There seemed to be a wound on his shoulder. "What the hell..." He started to argue, walking towards his brother. "What happened to you?" He asked with worry, feeling like an overprotective brother.
Chris rolled his eyes. His brother was the last person he expected to see. "I could heal him master. Your warrior needs his strength and my last master will be coming back for me." A woman that Wyatt didn't recognize said. She was dressed in a purple outfit, that of which included pantaloons. From the way she had been dressed, it was easy for Wyatt to assume what she was.
Leo and Piper walked into the room. Leo ran over to Chris immediately and started to heal his shoulder. "I think he's got it under control." Phoebe said to the genie.
"Good idea, save your wishes." She replied.
"There won't be any wishes." Phoebe declared. She set the pink bottle on a table.
"What's going on?" Piper asked. She looked over at Wyatt, wondering what he had been doing there. Usually he never stuck around long enough for her to actually see him or even talk with him. She didn't know if he had anything to do with what was going on.
"Phoebe had a premonition of a woman being attacked by a demon and she turned out to be a genie." Chris explained.
"Jinny the genie." Phoebe added in.
"Isn't that just lovely." Piper replied sarcastically, putting her hands on her hips. "So what are we supposed to do with...Jinny?" Jinny stared at Piper, smiling all the while.
"You should just get rid of her." Wyatt said calmly as he formed an energy ball in the palm of his hand. He tossed it up in down in a mocking manner as it whirled around in his palm. Jinny went into a slight panic as he formed it and stepped behind one of the Charmed Ones to use as a shield.
Phoebe and Leo were both in shock when they saw his display of power. Chris had been all to familiar with it and Piper had seen him use his powers the first night she had seen him in the club and when one of the demons had attacked in the nursery. It scared her to see him use that kind of power.
Phoebe grabbed at his arm, pulling it down. He let the energy ball dissipate. "We're not going to kill the genie." She snapped.
"Oh please." Jinny begged, peeking her head out from behind Phoebe. "Spare me, I beg you."
"Don't worry." Chris replied, walking over towards his brother. "He was just leaving." He grabbed at Wyatt's arm, trying to drag him out of the room.
Wyatt pulled his arm away. "You're not getting rid of me so easily." He argued.
"What the heck is going on between you two?" Piper demanded to know. She wondered why they were arguing like they were, arguing almost like they were family.
Wyatt looked at his brother. "I think we should let Christopher answer that." He said.
Chris shot Wyatt an angry look. He wasn't sure how to answer the question. "We don't have time for this Wyatt." He snapped back.
Leo watched as the boys seemed to argue like brothers. He assumed that they must have been close at some point in the future, but drifted away after some time. "Christopher. Christopher Perry." He thought. Wyatt had called him Christopher on another occasion as well. Leo hadn't thought of this before, but Christopher Perry was his father's first and middle name. Why would Chris have his father's name? Unless... "Is he our son too?" He questioned to himself. He looked at Chris as if he were seeing him for the first time.
Chris looked back, wondering why Leo had been looking at him so intently. He seemed to be starring into him as opposed to at him. He turned away quickly, trying to avoid locking eyes with him.
"More like you don't have time." Wyatt said, putting emphasis on the 'you'.
"What does that mean?" Piper demanded to know. She stood with her arms crossed over her chest in frustration.
"It's nothing." Chris replied. In frustration, Wyatt simply orbed out.
"Perhaps you could wish for the truth." Jinny suggested, stepping out from behind Phoebe.
"We aren't making any wishes." Phoebe said once more to Jinny.
As they all stood contemplating what to do with Jinny, they were oblivious to the front door opening and closing. Paige walked towards the conservatory where they were all communed. "Alright, where's the genie?" She shouted from the living room. Phoebe and Jinny walked into the other room to confront Paige. She offered a half smile before saying, "Oh my god, you landed one." She tried to fight back a little laughter.
"She's a genie, not a trout." Phoebe informed her.
"And you still have three wishes Master." Jinny said. "I suggest you save one for Bosk."
"I told you, no wishes." Phoebe reminded her. "We're going to do this our way."
"And who is Bosk?" Piper asked curiously.
"He was my last master." Jinny informed them. "You can not handle him. Nobody can. He has a flying carpet and an army of forty thieves."
"Thirty eight." Phoebe corrected her. "We already vanquished two of them."
"Let me guess, he wanted a crew and a nice ride." Paige said. "Original for a demon wish, yeah?"
"Yes." Jinny replied. Worry washed over her face. "And if Bosk gets me back he will force me to grant his third wish."
"What's his third wish?" Chris asked.
Jinny was about to answer him, when large yellow diamond earrings appeared on Paige. Phoebe spoke instead, looking at Jinny. "Did you do that?" She asked.
"No." She quickly answered and then smiled. "But they are lovely. Who conjured them for you?"
"My boyfriend, Richard." Paige replied. "He's been showering me with gifts all week." She said it as if it were a bad thing.
"I though you were going to talk with him about binding his powers." Phoebe said back.
Richard had been having a serious issue with his powers. When Paige had first met him, he didn't use his powers. As there relationship went further along, he slowly started using them more and more. He was using them freely now without bothering to think of personal gain or possible consequences. Paige had asked him to bind his powers, though it wasn't a very fair thing of her to ask. How could she ask him to give up his magic, while she continued to use hers?
"I have, but every time I do I just get another present." Paige said.
"Can we get back on topic here?" Chris asked. Paige and Phoebe stopped talking and turned to him. "The demon, what's his third wish?"
"Zanbar." Jinny answered.
"Zanbar?" Phoebe questioned curiously, wondering whether it was an object or some sort of place.
Jinny gestured with her hands. "The lost city." She said, as if they should have already known. When it was apparent that they had no idea what she was speaking about, she explained. "Before being swallowed up by the dessert, it was a seat of power for an evil empire."
A diamond bracelet appeared on Paige's wrist, perfectly matching the earrings she was wearing. "Damn it." She said, raising her arm up to look at it.
"This is ridiculous." Piper said. "You obviously can't help us until you deal with Richard."
"But I can't reason with him." Paige replied.
"Maybe his family can help." Phoebe suggested.
"But most of his family is dead." She argued, as a thought came to her. Maybe she could summon some of his dead relatives to help her reason with him.
"I'm sure you'll think of something." Leo said. He had gone to the kitchen and now had Wyatt in his arms. "I'm going to ask the Elders about this lost city." He and Wyatt disappeared in blue orbs.
"You," Phoebe said, pointing to Paige. "Go take care of Richard and you," She pointed at Jinny. "Follow me." Phoebe walked to the stairs and headed up, going to the attic. Jinny followed.
Chris and Piper were left starring at one another. There was an awkward silence, as neither one knew what to say. Piper was still a bit angry at Chris for trying to get her and her sisters to bind Wyatt's powers, for lying to her about so many things. She wasn't sure she could trust him. Chris was worried he would say something to make her angrier with him or something to make her suspicious of him.
For weeks now, he had been fighting the urge to see her for who she really was, his mother. He had to keep reminding himself that she was Piper, that she had to be Piper if he was going to stay focused on saving Wyatt. He couldn't afford to get attached to her as his mother. It pained him to see her now, knowing that he would be eventually going back to a future without her.
Finally, Piper broke their silence. "I'm still mad at you." She said calmly. "I do believe that you are here to protect Wyatt. I'd prefer you keep the lies to a minimum though. You don't have to manipulate us, you just need to try telling us the truth every now and again. We're all trying to do the same thing here."
Chris couldn't bare to look at his mother, so he focused on the floor. "I know." He said. "I'm sorry."
Ok, so I don't mean to stop in the middle of the "I dream of Phoebe" episode, but I didn't want to post too much for you guys to try and read. Let me know what you think and I will try to update a little quicker next time.