Hi everyone, sorry for the delay. I had a very busy week and even went to comicon to meet Shannen :) This chapter is a bit shorter, but I felt like the next one (which I just started) needed to be all together. I hope you enjoy!

Thank you again for all the amazing reviews and for reading the story! Reading them means a lot to me. Special shout outs to: , emily444, lizardmomma!

And of course: Mony19, I'm glad you liked what I did with Bianca. There will be a few answers to your questions in the next few chapter.

Phoenix/Fanfreaktion, they weren't being mean - they just didn't know about him yet :) More will be answered in the chapter right after this one.

gabyhyatt: You will see soon! :)

A/N - this is a different Seer than from season 4.

Chris stood tall in front in a dark room. The floors were dirt covered, and the walls were bare. In the centre of the room, a neutral seer gazed into a ceramic bowl studying tea leaves.

She had long flowing hair and hazy white eyes. A red cloak surrounded her petite frame.

"So, do you know yet?" Chris placed the tip of his thumb in his mouth, his brow furrowed with concern.

"Patience" she whispered, raising a finger towards him. She closed her eyes in concentration.

"You have made many changes coming here" she warned.

He nodded, picking at his cuticles.

"I did what I had to".

"I can sense this other child you speak of". Her white eyes lifted up to him. The young man from the future had so many magical vibes coming off of him. The amount of information she was receiving was almost too much.

"You can?" Chris inched closer to the seer.

"I can sense her potential" she added. "She plays a great role in what is to come with the future evil".

Chris' fists clenched. Melinda was who had kept Wyatt level headed for so long. He knew it deep down. He couldn't believe anything else.

"How?"

"Protection. There was no other way".

Chris shook his head. If Wyatt didn't need to protect Melinda, then he wouldn't be tempted.

"If this child is born, she will always be his weakness, just as you will always be the only one to match him".

"I know that much" Chris replied. His green eyes softened. "I just want to know if there's still a chance for her".

The seer closed her eyes once more. Chris waited patiently this time.

"There may still be hope" her hoarse but soft voice informed. "If her destiny is meant to be".

Underworld

"Tell me what you have learned" the Source of all Evil's deep voice boomed from the corner.

A young woman emerged from the shadows. She wore all black and had fiery red hair. Her blue eyes stood out through the freckles that were spread across her cheeks.

"I haven't been able to confirm anything except there is someone from the future working on their side".

"I need to know if she's back".

"Sir, I'm sorry but the Manor has magical protection surrounding it".

"There is only one witch who can threaten my existence and I thought she was gone …" he growled. "The heat wave and oracle reports prove otherwise. There is only one witch who has the power surge to create a heat wave when travelling between the afterlife".

His voice became very loud. The woman fought the urge to flinch back and remained stiff. His chest raised up and down as the rage began to flow through him.

"I am not strong enough to show myself to the Charmed Ones yet, whether she is alive again or not".

She nodded, her face lacked emotion. She began to ponder. Thinking back to what she knew of the Charmed Ones and the many demons they had faced.

"Who among us has reason to hate all four witches the most?"

The Source was quiet for a moment. He dipped his head even lower, allowing the hood to cast a shadow beneath him.

"I still cannot take physical form yet. Tell Barbas to project to those he hates the most. If he proves valuable, perhaps he can be free again".

Manor

Chris orbed back into the Parlour to see Phoebe waiting for him with her hands on her hips.

"Where have you been" Phoebe scolded. "I've been calling for you".

"Really? I only left an hour ago". Chris smiled at his aunt.

"Well, I worry easily" she huffed. Her nephew flashed her a grin. She couldn't get over how much his smile reminded her of Andy. Everything else about him was Prue other than that smile and jawline. He looked like a much more handsome version of "Manny".

She had always wondered what Prue and Andy's children would look like, but never expected to meet one as an adult - especially once they both passed away.

"I thought that was Piper" he laughed, making his way across the room towards the kitchen.

"Her too" she replied. "Wait, where do you think you're going?"

"I'm thirsty ..." His eyebrow lifted up towards her.

"Christopher … I don't know your middle name Halliwell, we do not have secrets in this family".

Chris turned and smiled at his aunt. She always did hate secrets. He held his hands out and titled them towards her, admitting defeat.

"I only keep secrets that I need to" he sighed. "I was visiting a Seer".

Phoebe's mouth opened wide.

"Can you take me there? I need answers to why I am getting these premonitions".

He hesitated before holding his hand towards her openly. She grinned, taking his hand in hers.

Within seconds, she appeared in a dark room. The room was dimly lit with very little possessions in it. There was a wooden table with cards, a teapot, and in the corner there was what looked to be an altar.

"Let me know when you're done" he whispered as a petite woman walked past them to sit at the wooden table. She looked up at him and nodded. "It's Andrew by the way … my middle name".

His green eyes fell upon her as he gave her a quick smile before orbing away.

Phoebe looked around the room. The floors were covered in dirt and the walls didn't look very clean either.

She made her way towards the woman at the table.

"I'm here to…" she began but was cut off quickly by the woman raising her hand.

"I know why you're here". She finished. She pulled down her hood to reveal her face. She had brown hair and soft features. Phoebe was lost in her white eyes.

"I cannot tell you what you need to know. I can only provide you with a quest that may or may not give you answers".

"I understand" Phoebe nodded.

"Do you?" She asked, leaning closer to the Charmed One. "Your nephew's destiny is at risk."

"Wyatt?"

She shook her head no. Phoebe nodded her head, knowing it had to be Chris then.

"He is the son of the first born Charmed one … He has managed to travel through time. He is more powerful than many could have imagined. Especially those who already feared the 'Twice Blessed Child'.

She paused for a moment.

"He has so much more power … but also so much to lose".

Phoebe's breathing became shallow.

"He is on the path to save the Twice Blessed child, but his love for his family may be his downfall just like his mother's".

Phoebe shook her head in disbelief. The Seer's comment tore a new hole through her heart that she didn't expect.

"I can save them both" Phoebe's voice shook. She couldn't comprehend having to lose one nephew for the other. "Show me what to do".

"I can't show you what to do. I can only show you what the universe thinks you should know".