The day after he woke from that awful dream Wyatt moved back home to the Manor for the summer. He needed to be close to Yvanne, to be sure nothing happened to her and to be sure that he wouldn't be corrupted. He still shook with a cold sweat when he remembered. How could he have been so cold, so brutal? His lack of empathy and control were his undoing in that time, though he thought he had all the control. Wyatt knew as he looked at the memory from an outsider's perspective that the control he thought he had would never continue forever. Eventually there would have been a rebellion and he would have lost it, everything he thought he held dear but in actuality he knew that his evil counterpart had destroyed the last good in him when he destroyed his lover.

Piper watched her son closely when he came back to the Manor, she could see that he was troubled by something, something that he wouldn't talk about. Whenever she tried asking he simply walked away, muttering something about time. It worried her, she felt like she was losing her oldest son. That night as she laid in bed with Leo she kept thinking of it and finally turned on the light, 'Leo? Leo Wake up," she whispered urgently.

With a yawn Leo opened his eyes and looked at her, "Piper, It's the middle of the night," he groaned, feeling very old and needing his rest.

"Something is wrong with Wyatt," she told him

"What do you mean," Leo asked, wide awake now. Something being wrong with any of his children made him alert immediately

"I mean that ever since he came back to stay at the Manor for the summer he's been moody and silent, He won't talk about what's wrong," Piper said seriously.

"Alright, I'll talk to him tomorrow, Will that make you feel better," he asked, seeing that her worry was very real

"Yes, Thanks love," she said in relief, she knew Leo and Wyatt were close and was sure he could get to the bottom of it.

The next morning Leo came downstairs early and found Wyatt sitting in the kitchen picking at a piece of toast. He knew something must be wrong since Wyatt usually had a great appetite. "Hey Wyatt, You're up early," he said lightly, not wanting to give away that he and Piper were worried about him.

Wyatt glanced up and gave his father a small smile, "Hey Dad," he said quietly before looking out the window again. He was still tormented by the memory of his previous life, the memory of his murder of Yvanne still made him sick to his stomach and he didn't know how to make it better. He also didn't want to talk about it, sure that everyone in the family would think something was wrong with him since he had that dream.

"Wyatt, is everything ok," Leo asked softly, sounding very much like he had when he was a whitelighter. It was a tone that would often urge people to spill their secrets when they were being tormented.

"No," Wyatt said shortly, not wanting to speak at all. The two men sat in silence for nearly 10 minutes when Wyatt spoke again without realizing it, "I killed Yvanne," he whispered.

The blood drained from Leo's face, "You what?" he asked hoping he had heard wrong. He must have, Wyatt wasn't a killer, he couldn't be.

"I killed Yvanne," Wyatt repeated, almost yelling it, "I was in my stupid room and she was yelling at me and I lost my temper and I killed her," he said, tears sparkling in his eyes. During this confession Wyatt had begun pacing, "And she was pregnant," he added softly as he collapsed in a chair, his hands covering his face.

Leo was silent in shock for several moments while his mind processed what his son had just told him. He had murdered Yvanne. She had been in his room. She had been pregnant. Wait. Pregnant? Leo frowned, "Since when are you and Yvanne involved," he asked, still having a hard time understand what this was.

"We're not involved…I-"

"You said she was pregnant."

"She was but-" Wyatt was cut off then by the door opening. In walked Yvanne, very much alive. Leo looked at Yvanne in shock when he saw her. She saw the two men staring at her and frowned, "Uh, is something wrong," she asked, wondering if she had walked in on some father/son moment.

Leo shook his head, recovering rather fast, "Uh, no, nothing is wrong. Sorry Yvanne, How are you this morning," he asked, smiling at her. He was relieved to see that she was alive. But still a bit bothered by Wyatt confessing to something he obviously did not do.

"I'm Fine, I'm just here to pick up Chris since his car died," she said, still thinking they were acting weird. She had never mentioned it because she loved the Halliwells but she had noticed for years that their house was…weird. There was just something different about it. But she had always felt at home here so she didn't see a reason to stress about it. Besides, what family was normal? So after a moments hesitation she just brushed it off. She smiled again then waved and headed off up the stairs, knowing she would have to drag her best friend out of bed most likely.

When Yvanne left Leo stood up, grabbed Wyatt by the arm and dragged him to the garage, "Why in the world did you just confess to murdering Yvanne," he asked.

"Because I did…in another life I think," Wyatt said, "I dunno how to explain it dad. I was dreaming but it felt like a memory, like the ones Aunt Phoebe has sometimes. It was so real…" he whispered, trailing off as he looked out the window towards the house, to where he knew Yvanne was.

"Another life?" Leo asked, though he know what life his son must have been remembering.

"Yeah, another life. The life you and Mom never told me about, the life that got changed because Chris came back to save me. But I gotta wonder, if they were friends in this life they must've been friends in that other life right? What if he came back just for her? I mean, what if he just said he came back to save me," he asked. It was something that had been bothering him since he found out the truth from the Seer.

"Because he's your brother. Despite how you were in that future Wyatt, Chris came back to save you. And in saving you he probably saved Yvanne too. I know he saved your mother-"

"Mom? What do you mean?"

"It was apparently the thing that pushed you to complete evil. When you were 16 Piper was killed by a demon. Phoebe and Paige had died too and he saved them. He saved our entire family…including you," Leo said, laying a hand on Wyatt's shoulder, "You shouldn't be punished for what you did in that life…it never happened. You didn't kill Yvanne or your unborn child…It didn't happen Wyatt."

"But what if it does happen, What if we fall in love and I do kill her? What then?"

"I don't know Wyatt, but I do know you. And the one thing that is very clear to everyone in this family is that you would never hurt someone you love. I don't believe you will harm Yvanne. Even she knows she is safe with you," Leo told his son firmly, "You need to let this go Wyatt. You need to let it go in order to fulfill whatever destiny you have for this future."

"I know…but I still need time to think," Wyatt said seriously, this wasn't something that he could just forget. He needed time to process it and everything is father said. Leo knew he was right and dropped the discussion. This was something Wyatt needed to work through, something that he needed to accept.