Right...update. Here we go...and I have just realised how long I have gone without updating this fic...or False Prophecy for that matter – I will get round to it but I haven't been well and I have options and SAT/GCSE revision so I'm kinda busy...plus I just started rugby in Hull...

Oh and if you have a preference as to who finds out next either live it in a review or there's a poll on my profile...which I've just realised I accidentally put Phoebe on so ignore that one...if I get round to it I'll take it off.

I don't know where I came up with Piper's middle name but I like it...but if you've seen it elsewhere I'll change it – I have a few other ideas but this is my favourite.

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"Piper Aria Halliwell! Would you care to explain yourself or would you prefer it if I went and told your husband instead?" Phoebe screamed banshee like as she stormed up the stairs. "Piper! Do I have to repeat myself or would you prefer it if Leo found out about the way you've been treating your youngest? Because at this point I'm good either way, how dare you do that to him? He's a child Piper, he's 8 years old! What on earth has he done to deserve that of all things? Piper Aria Halliwell will you answer me already?"

"There is nothing to explain Phoebe." Piper hissed after poking her head around her bedroom door and getting Phoebe looming up at her. "Nothing is wrong with Chris so just leave me alone!"

"Somehow Piper I don't believe that! I saw you! And I know it wasn't faked and why? Because Prue organised it! She would not have put her neck on the line for something that wasn't real! So you better start explaining missy – cos I seriously feel like calling your husband and letting him know what's been going on because personally, I find it horrendous."

Piper tried shutting the door in Phoebe's face, but Phoebe braved the sacrifice of her heels and jammed her foot in the door effectively stopping her sister from hiding away.

"Don't even think about it Piper. I know what you're doing, heck Prue knows what you're doing and I'm gonna take a guess that Kyle does too, and Andy if he became a whitelighter. I want to know what has been going on, from you, right now – so start talking."

"There is nothing to talk about Phoebe, leave now before I do something I'll regret."

"What?" Phoebe scoffed. "Beat your son up some more? Make him want to die? Belittle him? He's a child Piper! What more can you do that you're gonna regret?"

"I don't regret it."

"Wha-what?"

"I don't regret it because there's nothing to regret, so leave me alone Phoebe. There is nothing in my life I have to justify to you; the only thing I regret is not doing this sooner."

"Doing what sooner?"

"This."

Piper opened the door fists at the ready and flicked them causing the wall mere millimetres from Phoebe's head to crumble as the explosion hit.

"One more question about how I treat my children and that will be you. They are both healthy and safe from demons. Now get out."

"Safe from demons but not from you." Phoebe muttered before turning and heading downstairs – she needed a better plan if she wanted to help Chris.

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"Hey Aunt Phoebe, why are we round here tonight? I thought we were just going home." Wyatt asked as his Aunt pulled up outside her apartment.

"Your Mom called." Phoebe said quickly, lying through her teeth – she had finally managed to get the knack of it, Chris however just seemed to have a natural ability, especially if his future self was anything to go by. "Asked if I'd watch you for a bit while she worked on the club, you mind?"

"Nah." Wyatt said shaking his head. "Just figured Mom would have told us this morning."

"It was a last minute thing I think. Come on then, the girls are waiting; they were at the dentist, persuaded Coop to bring them back home rather than going to school. I wonder why? Could it be having to go with you two?"

"We're not that bad! Well..."

"Get inside." Phoebe said laughing ruffling her eldest nephew's hair. "I know exactly what you're like and I feel immensely sorry for your class! Having to put up with you...what on Earth did they do to deserve that?"

"No- Hey! I'm not that bad!"

"If you say so...now get inside."

Wyatt obliged running up the stairs on the outside of the building and pressing the button for the elevator before Chris had even made his way out of the car. Mind you he did have a nasty bruise on the bottom of his back, that could have something to do with it.

"Hurry up!" Wyatt called impatiently from inside. "I'm hungry!"

"You're always hungry Wy, you ok Chris?"

"Yeah." The brunette answered shying away from his Aunt's concerned gaze. "I just got hit in gym that's all. I'm not too good at dodgeball." He broke into a half smile, Phoebe returned it but it didn't quite reach her eyes.

"Aunt Phoebe!" Wyatt whined.

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"In this place and in this hour

I call upon the ancient power

Undo what has been said and done

Remove the memories about my youngest son" (A/N – kinda rubbish but it was the best I could come up with at 1am)

Piper smirked as she ripped up the paper with the spell on it and watched as the potion exploded. Now at least Phoebe would forget about the Chris thing...for a while anyway. Her damn premonition power generally seemed to ruin these things. Hearing her husband come in she hurriedly tidied up wiping her hands on a towel nearby. No one could find out about this, it was a good job she'd already come up with the potion just in case this ever did happen.

She scowled as she realised that the only reason Phoebe knew was because of her dead sister...and anyway Prue shouldn't have been allowed to help she knew us in life. Damn Elders, why the hell did they let her get away with it? More to the point, damn Prue, she had no business interfering. She had no clue how much Chris had damaged their lives.

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"Oh come on! That is like the third time I lost! When did you get so good at this?" Wyatt demanded scowling; Chris had never beaten him at a race before, on any game so why was he suddenly managing it three times in a row?

Chris shrugged. "I dunno, I don't play much. Maybe it was just a fluke." He looked towards his brother hopefully, if his Mom heard that for once he didn't do as expected and let the golden child win...he shuddered not wanting that train of thought to go any further.

"Whatever, but I'm so gonna beat you this time!"

Phoebe looked on happily, the two of them got on well. Piper had to be doing something right.

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Right it's 2am and I officially can't write anymore on this chappie...but I really want to give you guys an update...especially everyone who reviews every chapter I put up...even when they're pathetic...but I'm actually pretty pleased with this one...in the next chappie there'll be something that will hopefully explain Piper some more...and most of that explanation will come from my delightful mother...

I'm gonna try and get the next one up tonight as well...it's mainly a Piper one so...

Ldf x