Chapter 2

Piper awoke early in the morning. It was silent in the manor. She would never admit it, but she was a bit lonely now that her sisters were out of the house. Sometimes, an 11-month-old wasn't the best company.

She got out of bed and walked across the hall to Wyatt's nursery. She opened the door and was shocked to see, not that Wyatt was asleep, but that Wyatt was asleep, in her rocking chair, in the arms of his father.

Her expression softened when she looked up at Leo's face to see that he also was asleep. Not wanting to wake them up just yet, she ran into her room and got her camera. She came back in and took a picture of her two men sleeping together.

At the sound of the click, the baby stirred, and after a few moments, opened his eyes. He looked over at his mother and she grinned at him. "Hi, baby," she whispered. Reluctantly, she put the camera on his dresser and went over to her ex and her son. She gently pulled the boy out of Leo's arms, and the man immediately awoke, startled by the weight moving off of his lap. His eyes widened as he saw Piper.

Piper smiled at him tenderly. "Good morning. You kind of fell asleep with Wyatt," she explained at his confused expression. He started to remember the events of the night before.

After he had left Chris in Phoebe's room, he went to check on Piper and Wyatt. While Piper was asleep Wyatt wasn't. The child was sitting up in his crib, playing with his teddy bear as if he knew Daddy was coming. Leo picked up the boy and rocked himself and his son in the chair. He must have fallen asleep along with Wyatt. Then he realized something. Chris was sleeping peacefully, he hoped, next door and Piper had no idea.

He also realized that if Chris didn't tell Piper or himself that he as their son, there must be a reason. So he couldn't tell Piper. But he needed an excuse.

"Ummm, Piper… there's something that you should know. Chris is here… in the manor."

Shocked came across her face once more. "What?! What is he doing in my house?!"

"Shh. He is sleeping in Phoebe's room."

"Why is he sleeping in Phoebe's room?"

He sighed. Here was the hard part. "Because, yesterday on the Bridge, he confessed something to me. And in the end, he passed out from exhaustion. And I looked at him, and I realized, Piper, he's just a kid. I mean, he's barely over 20. In the past, alone, with no one to take care of him, and he's not even taking care of himself. And we mistreated him." He said the last sentence quietly.

"But why is he here?" she asked.

"I brought him here. I thought he could spend the night here instead of P3," he lied quickly.

Piper ran Leo's small speech over in her head. "Wait, what do you mean by 'he's not even taking care of himself'?"

"He was so pale last night, and when I picked him up to orb him here, he was so light. It was like he didn't weigh anything at all. And he had circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept in weeks. He's killing himself just to save Wyatt."

Piper sighed. After what Leo just said, she couldn't just kick him out again. As she thought it over in her head, all she could say was "I'm going to make breakfast."

She took her son and walked down the stairs into the kitchen and started to make breakfast.

After she went downstairs Leo walked to Phoebe's room and opened the door as quietly as he could, considering it was still early and Chris was probably still sleeping.

He peeked in to see his son, his son, still sleeping in the bed, his head buried in the soft pillow. He's looks so vulnerable when he's asleep. He looks like a child, or at least a- Leo was pulled out of his thoughts as he thought he saw Chris shiver a bit. As he walked over to make sure he was okay, the boy shivered again.

Leo's eyebrows bushed together. He shouldn't be shivering as it was just on the borderline of chilly in the room. He saw a few drops of sweat beginning to form on Chris' face. Leo felt his son's forehead, as instincts kicked in. He frowned at the abnormal heat radiating from it. As he went into doctor mode, he diagnosed that Chris had a fever, as far as he could tell.

He went downstairs to ask Piper if she had anything to help. "Piper, do you have anything to help lower fevers?" he asked.

She looked at him confused. "Why?"

"I just went to check on Chris and I think he has a fever."

"So why don't you just heal him?" Piper asked.

"Because I can't heal natural illness. He has to go through it like any other person would."

"Well, there should be something in the cabinet over the stove," she instructed.

Leo walked over the said cabinet, and pulled out a bottle of Aspirin. He also filled a cup with water before walking back up the stairs.

He walked into Phoebe's bedroom to see Chris tossing in the bed, as if having a nightmare.

Leo rushed over to the bed. He could hear the boy mumbling, "No… Wy, let… her go…Mellie, Prue…run… go, run…resistance…Alex…Ben…Summon Aunt...Prue" The mumbling seemed to be getting worse as Chris started to pant as his nightmare progressed. Leo knew it had to stop before it got as bad as hyperventilating. And so he did the only thing that came to mind.

He wiped away the hair from his son's eyes and whispered to him. "Shh… its okay… it's going to be alright…shh…calm down, buddy." Chris seemed to stop tossing so much and his mumbling ceased. His eyelids fluttered open, and the first thing he saw was Leo. "Leo? What happened? What I am doing here?" he questioned as he took in his surroundings.

"You passed out last night on the bridge and I brought you here. But you have a fever right now and I brought you some Aspirin."

He helped the boy sit up as he gave him the tablets and the glass of water. He swallowed the pills without any problems, much to Leo's relief. "Are you okay Chris? Do you need anything?"

Chris was surprised at Leo's sudden kindness, but then he remembered that Leo knew that he was his son. He shook his head and said "Just a little more water."

Leo handed his son the glass and watched as Chris gulped it down as if he hadn't had water in weeks. He finished the glass and lay back down, as Leo watched as his son fell asleep within minutes. He tucked the blankets around Chris' shoulders ad made sure he was warm. After checking his forehead-it didn't change yet- he walked out of the room. He turned back once and smiled at Chris' innocent face as he slept peacefully, for now.

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Pleeeeezzzzzzzzzzz review!! anything is apreciated!! give opinions or advice on anything u want, cuz i'm a first time charmed writer!

-Musical Magic

P.S. this is after Prince Charmed but before Chris-Crossed because i just dont like Bianca that much. the sisters know Chris is a witch-whitelighter.