Twisting the Truth

Chaper 6

Chris's Confessions

Author's notes/Disclaimer: I don't own anything with the exception of my OC's(Prue's children and grandchildren).

Chris watched the family… his family… interact happily with each other. It was like a dream come true having his whole family, or at least a good portion of them, alive and well. They all seemed at ease and happy together. Surrounded by his family members...he never felt more alone than he did now.

Ben noticed how his cousin was feeling. He was an Empath like his mother, and his (Chris's) Aunt Phoebe. Ben walked over to his cousin and put a hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Chris said curtly.

"Don't give me that Chris." Ben sighed, "I can read your emotions you know."

"Then there's no reason for you to ask how I'm feeling." Chris retorted. He shrugged off his cousin's hand. "After all you already know."

"Maybe you should tell them Chris." He said gently.

"Why should I?" Chris said angrily, "It's not like they were ever there!" Chris took a deep breath to try to calm himself. When he looked up he noticed that everyone was looking at him, all of his family members, both past and present.

"Chris, are you okay baby?" Prue asked her adopted son and nephew.

"Fine." He croaked, "Just fine."

Prue raised her eyebrows. "Come here sweetie." Prue held out her arms and Chris broke down and threw himself into his mother's arms. She was his mother and Andy was his father. They had taken him in after Piper's death and Leo's abandonment. They even took in Wyatt; even though he was starting down a dangerous path. They had hoped that maybe by being with them he would see the error in their actions and change. It was only wishful thinking though. It had cost them three of their sons.

Piper, Phoebe, Paige, and Leo felt extremely guilty about how they had treated Chris. He was their nephew, even if he was adopted. They had accused him of trying to turn Wyatt evil, of him being evil. Gods, Piper had even thrown him out of the house.

Leo felt extremely guilty and ashamed of the way he had been towards Chris. His words from before echoed through his mind.

"Looks, like we're all one big happy family." Chris commented.

"You're not family, Chris." Leo responded.

Leo winced internally replaying that conversation in his mind. How could they have missed it? He had the Halliwell stubbornness. He was dedicated to vanquishing the forces of darkness just like Prue. His obsession with keeping them all safe… How could they have not seen it earlier?

"I'm sorry Mom," Chris told his Aunt Prue.

"Shh…" She said stroking his hair lovingly. "It's okay sweetie."

"I've kept this all in for so long and now…" Chris took a deep breath to calm himself.

"It's alright Honey, nobody can be strong all of the time." She told him, "I remember when your father died-"

"Which time?" he interrupted.

"Both times." She smiled faintly, "I tried to be strong for so long and then eventually I couldn't take it anymore. I broke down."

"Yeah, but that's different." He argued.

"How so?"

"I should be used to this by now."

Prue smiled sadly at her nephew and adopted son. "Even the strongest people have moments of weakness."

"I have a job to do. I can't afford to be weak." Chris responded, pulling out of Prue's embrace. He orbed away leaving his family members staring at the place he just was.

He shook his head and orbed out.

He appeared in the back room of P3. He paced the floor muttering to himself angrily. "They'll never trust me. They don't even care about me. They didn't before and they won't now. Wyatt was always more important than me, than anything else!"

"Talking to yourself Chris?" A voice asked.

Chris whirrled around to see he last person he wanted to see, his father. No not his father. A fathers job was to love, care, and protect their kids, to be there for them whenever they needed him. He wasn't his father and he would never be his father. He never did anything except give him life.

Andy was his father, not him. Andy was the one who helped him with his school work. Andy had come to school with him on bring you father to work day in 2nd grade. Andy had helped him learn to ride a bike. Andy had protected him against demons, putting his own life in danger in order to save him.

No, Leo Wyatt was not His Father... Andrew Trudeau was his father.

"What are you doing here Leo?" Chris scowled.

"I came to check on you." The Elder responded.

"Why? You you never cared about me before. Why bother to start?" The Witchlighter spat bitterly.

Leo looked taken aback by Chris's statement. "What are you talking about?"

"Wyatt was always more important!" Chris ranted angrily. "He was the twice blessed son! The paragone of good magic! He could heal, he had more powers, The weilder of Exacalibur! You were always there for Wyatt, but never for me!"

"What do you mean, Chris?" Leo looked confused. Right, Chris remembered he had no idea that he was their, his and Piper's son. He had them all believing that he was Prue and Andy's son.

Chris tried to calm himself; but all of the pent up anger was just too much for him to keep it all inside anymore. "I hate you! I wish Aunt Prue and Uncle Andy had been my real parents. At least they cared about me! Loved me. They were always there! You were never around when I needed you. At least Mom tried. Even if she failed she at least gave the effort. But you couldn't ever bother to even check up on me. I hate you dad! I hate you!"

Leo was stunned into silence, still trying to process everything that Chris said. Chris was his...son?

Author's notes: I hope you enjoy this chapter. I'm sorry for the long wait. I hope you all can find it in your heart to forgive me.