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Wyatt glared at him and pulled Chris closer, "Just be happy you're still breathing."
"Wy?" Chris asked again, but the Source ignored him.
Before Leo could open his mouth again, Piper suddenly stood up, "Okay, that's enough!" Everyone looked at her. "Sit down," she pointed at the Elder with a glare and he instantly listened, "and calm down and you," Piper pointed at Wyatt, "tell us what just happened?"
Wyatt sighed, rolling his eyes, "I just made a little time travel."
"Why?" Piper demanded.
The Source looked at her, annoyed, "He was going to kill Chris. Nobody is allowed to touch him beside me!"
"Oh my God, you're so dramatic," Chris snorted to him telepathically.
"Shut up," Wyatt growled in return, "he really was going to kill you."
"Did he kill him?" asked Paige.
"No," Wyatt shifted uncomfortably. "I got him first."
Chris let out a strangled laugh, everyone else looked at the Source with mouth hanging open.
"You do realize, that by killing him you killed me as well?" the Whitelighter asked.
"Why do you think I stopped myself from killing him?" Wyatt shoot back in annoyance. "But let's not dwell on that, it never happened now."
"You killed me?" Leo groaned.
"Yes," the Source narrowed his eyes at him. "I told you, that no one pick on Chris."
"You killed me for him?" the Elder growled, getting up. All his anger turning back suddenly. The Whitelighter flinched. Wyatt griped him tighter and forced the shield up through empathy.
"Well, yeah," Wyatt shrugged. "But I regretted the consequences of it in the second you were dead. So I got back in time." Mentally he added: "You're just lucky, that my brother needs to be born," making Chris chuckle. "And we're going to talk about you splitting them up," Wyatt added. "But now go back to sleep. I want to get the hell out of here as fast as possible."
"Okay," the Whitelighter nodded and snuggled closer into warm embrace of his brother, leaving him to deal with their past family members.
The dungeons were damp and dark, and Benny really started to hate being in his cell. The demons didn't even guard them, focusing on something else, seemingly more important.
"Egon?" Benny whispered. "Did you think up something yet?"
There was a heavy sigh from not far away and then Egon answered, "Yeah, we'll get out tonight."
"Good," Benny nodded to himself. "I hate it here."
"Are you really sure, that Lord Wyatt isn't anywhere?" the Demon double checked, starting to grinning widely at the prospect of taking over after the Source.
"Yes, sir," the lower level demon answered, bowing.
"Good," the Demon smirked. "Get the others to the hall. I have announcement to make."
"Yes, sir," the demon servant repeated and shimmered out.