Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed. No infringement is intended and no profit is made from this story. This is a work of my own imagination, but I was inspired to write this after reading so many amazing Chris revelation stories over the years. So a huge thank you to Emma15 for writing When Family Calls, DisneyRBD for writing In His Soul, and NextGeneration for writing Dead Promises!

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Chapter Six:

We Need to Talk About Wyatt

"This is the way the world ends

Not with a bang but a whimper."

– T. S. Eliot, The Hollow Men

Once again, they found themselves in a new memory. It was noticeable that they were no longer in the cemetery. Gone was the night sky with its mysterious depth, flickering stars, and illuminating moon. Gone were the graves that housed the corpses of loved ones. Gone was the ominous feeling. Instead, there were four walls with chalkboards hanging on all of them, a ceiling, and a marble floor. There was a large rectangular desk made from golden oak, which faced several rows of wooden classroom desks. It certainly didn't look like any of the classrooms they would see in their time. The empty classroom had a very Victorian mansion-style to it. They appeared to be in Magic School again.

While they waited for something–anything–to happen, Leo and the sisters seized the opportunity to ask Chris the questions that had been burning in their minds.

"So, that's how you coped with your mom's death? By going after demons in the Underworld?" Piper asked, more curious than suspicious to hear what his answer would be.

Chris shrugged, "I was consumed by bitterness and vengeance. You should know what that's like."

Piper nodded at that, thoughts of Prue on her mind.

"And you let him?" Phoebe questioned Cole, her eyes narrowing in accusation.

Staring at this past version of his wife in surprise, Cole thought about how to explain it. He couldn't tell her the truth, which was that pure chaos followed in the wake of Piper's death. The adults, himself included, had been so preoccupied that they had failed to notice Chris lashing out at the world. They had failed to notice Wyatt's disappearing act.

It was a failure of colossal proportions. "Things were…complicated," he finally answered.

"What about your father?" Paige asked softly.

Here we go, Cole thought to himself as he noted the wry, bitter smile that was now on his nephew's face.

"My dad was as deadbeat as they come. He was a non-factor in my life. Unless, of course, you count his absence as a factor." Chris answered.

Leo frowned, sensing there was something that they weren't catching on to. Surprisingly, however, he decided to let it go for the time being. He was slowly, very slowly, starting to see Chris in a new light. He wouldn't go as far as to say he liked or even trusted the half-whitelighter, but did he still hate him? Before the last two memories, the answer would have been a resounding yes, but now…now it was no.

Not used to the deafening silence, Chris asked, "any other questions?"

"I have another question for you, Future Boy," Paige declared. "Was what you and Ally had puppy love or was it the real, I-want-to-wake-up-next-to-you-every-morning-and-spend-the-rest-of-my-life-with-you, love?"

Before Chris could answer his Aunt's question, the door to the classroom flew open, revealing Ally. She wore an oversized lilac cable-knit sweater and white knee-high platform boots. It was probably not the most appropriate outfit for school, but she did look fantastic. Memory Chris followed behind her.

Unlike in the other memories, he was no longer lanky. Tall, lean and muscular, and sporting a relatively carefree attitude, Memory Chris looked every bit the fifteen-year-old boy that he was.

"Alone at last," Memory Chris smirked.

Ally rolled her eyes, but couldn't hide her own smile. "Is that all you think about, Kit?"

"You're the one who dragged me into this empty classroom," Memory Chris teased.

Phoebe was riveted by the interaction between the two teens, but that was mostly because she had never seen this side of their neurotic whitelighter. Up until now, there had been no inkling that this side of him even existed. It was weird and incredible all at once.

"Only because I need to talk to you and I don't want an audience for it," Ally replied. "Even you have to admit that your family can be a bit nosey at times."

Cole snorted. A bit? That was the understatement of the century.

"Is this about Wyatt again?" Memory Chris questioned.

"What does that mean?" Piper asked.

Chris sighed before simply responding, "you'll find out soon enough."

Biting her lower lip, Ally quietly confided in her boyfriend, "He's been acting strange lately. And it's not just me who's noticed it. Jake and Caleb have complained about it, too. I really think something is up."

"I can promise you that everything is fine. Wy has been spending more time in the Underworld, but that's just because we're coming up on the first anniversary of…you know…the event." Memory Chris explained.

Ally didn't look too convinced.

"You're worrying your pretty little head over nothing, Cat," Memory Chris assured her in an effort to put her worries to rest. He moved closer to her so that there was barely any space between them. "Now, do you really want to keep talking when there are other, more exciting things we could be doing?"

"You're impossible," Ally said, shaking her head in mock despair. "What am I going to do with you?"

"I have a few ideas." And then Memory Chris captured her mouth to demonstrate. The couple engaged in a hot and heavy make-out session, oblivious to the fact that they had an audience that couldn't be seen…an audience that just so happened to include a past version of his mother.

"Are all of your memories from here on out going to end up with you two kissing?" Piper asked, a frown on her face. For some reason, she felt extremely uncomfortable with this display of affection even though it was technically taking place in private. Piper was quick to put a hand over her eyes and look away when Memory Chris lifted Ally into his arms, his hands cupping her bottom as her legs wrapped securely around his waist, and carried her to the teacher's desk.

Chris blushed crimson. Even though this Piper wasn't his mother yet, having her witness what was supposed to be a private moment between him and the girl who meant the world to him was still embarrassing beyond belief. This was the stuff his early teenage nightmares were made of. Part of Chris wished a black hole would appear and swallow him up. But another part of him, the part that missed Cat so much that he felt like he was missing a limb, wished he could stay in that moment forever.

"But they make such a cute couple!" Phoebe squealed, staying true to her personality. She'd always been a sucker for romance. "They remind me of you and Leo, Piper. Or how…" Phoebe trailed off, unable to finish that line of thought.

"How we used to be?" Cole supplied for her.

Phoebe said nothing, but the look on her face confirmed what he already knew.

Suddenly, a familiar voice shouted, "Christopher Perry, Ally Monroe!" It was shouted in a tone that caused Memory Chris and Ally to break apart. Those in the memory and those watching the memory looked towards the classroom door.

Both Chrises winced at who they saw standing there.

"That's me!" Paige exclaimed.

Leo, Piper, and Phoebe's eyes widened at the sight of Future Paige. Having changed her red hair back to brown, her resemblance to her sisters was even more noticeable than before. Black robes similar to those they had seen the Magic School head master wearing covered most of her outfit, but from what little they could see, it seemed like she wore more conservative clothes. Other than that, she didn't look that much different.

"Hey Ms. Matthews," Memory Chris greeted sheepishly.

For once, Chris didn't have to worry about his identity being revealed. His Aunt Paige had been a teacher at Magic School for as long as he could remember and then some. From what he'd heard from the family gossip vine, some of the other Magic School teachers had given Paige a hard time because she was a Charmed One, even going so far as to accuse her of showing favoritism towards her nieces and nephews. That was ultimately the reason why she was so adamant about keeping her family life separate from school. She was Ms. Matthews in school, not mom or Aunt Paige.

"Have I ever told you that you're my favorite teacher?" Ally asked, her cheeks turning redder than an apple with embarrassment, in an obvious attempt to butter her up.

"I become a teacher at Magic School?" Paige asked.

Chris nodded in confirmation.

"No, you haven't," Future Paige said with an amused smile and a twinkling in her eyes, "and somehow I doubt you're going to feel the same way in the coming days."

The onlookers didn't get to hear Ally's response to Future Paige's cryptic words because they were pulled into another memory.

It was clear that they were still in Magic School. This time, however, they appeared to be in what was either the library or common area.

"So, what punishment did I dole out? Detention? Polishing trophies?" Paige asked curiously.

Chris snorted, "I wish it had been one of those. But, no, instead you just had to get creative and come up with a punishment that was way worse than any of the ones you just listed."

"Something creative," Paige repeated slowly as she tried to get inside her future self's mind.

"You talked the head master into implementing a mandatory sex education course similar to those taught in public schools." Chris told her, shuddering as it all came rushing back to him. "As if that wasn't bad enough, the course was taught by that one weird teacher. It was awful."

The explanation caused the sisters, Leo, and Cole to burst into laughter.

"That is a creative punishment." Paige said, obviously impressed with herself…her future self.

"You should have just stuck to making out in a parked car or on the couch at home like I told you when we had the talk." Cole joked, prompting Phoebe to smack his arm.

"So, do you know if we're getting any closer to the doom and gloom?" Paige asked Chris once the laughter had died down. She wasn't purposely trying to put a damper on things with her depressing questions, but the anticipation was killing her.

Curious himself, he looked around the room, searching for clues. Anything that would provide insight. Immediately, he noticed that the school calendar was displayed on one of the walls. A quick glance at it confirmed that they were about to witness one of the many memories Chris had been dreading.

It was November 4, 2019.

The day Wyatt took over.

Cole noticed that his nephew had suddenly gone pale and that worried him. "What is it, Chris?"

"All the doom and gloom starts here," Chris said slowly, "this is the day the world went to hell in a handbasket."

The Resistance Headquarters; 2026

"You're going to have to kill me because the only way you're bringing that spineless, backstabbing, flea-brained vermin into these Headquarters is over my cold, dead body."

Lauren Sienna Turner, the eldest daughter of Phoebe and Cole, winced. The words were harsh, but they were inevitable and came as no surprise. Melinda always liked her insults to be pointed.

"Believe me, Mel, I don't like this anymore than you do, but it needs to be done." Lauren said, trying to accomplish the nearly impossible task of getting Melinda onboard the mission to rescue Emily. Her younger cousin could be just as stubborn as Chris when she wanted to be.

"We have a whole waiting list of people more worthy of being given a coveted spot in these Headquarters or one of the Safehouses. Instead, you want to waste our space and resources on the monster's main bitch?"

Lauren sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, frustration spreading like wildfire within her. There were times in which she wished that Chris had never left her in charge of the Resistance, times in which she wished that Junior had been left in charge despite the fact that she was the eldest heir of the Halliwell line after Wyatt and Chris. This was one of those times. "Was," Lauren corrected, "She was Wyatt's main bitch. She sought me out because she's through with being his main bitch."

"How convenient." Melinda commented sardonically.

"She thought that staying with him would help him through what she thought was just a dark phase in his life."

"Well, that obviously didn't work," Melinda said with a bitter laugh. "But did she leave once she realized that she couldn't save him from the inside? No. She stayed. She could have let him go like we all did. Yeah it hurt like hell, but we had no other choice…he left us with no other choice. What he was doing was wrong, but apparently that didn't matter to her because she stayed. As Uncle Henry, God rest his soul, would have said: she aided and abetted him. She was, is, and forever will be Wyatt's main bitch as far as I'm concerned."

"It wasn't that simple. It never is. Emily loved Wyatt." Lauren said. This wasn't just about Emily staying. Melinda's hatred stemmed from something deeper than that. And Lauren understood it, she really did. But she also sort of understood the position that Emily had been in. Love was a powerful drug. It could impair your judgment, cloud your thoughts, and make you do things you wouldn't do in normal circumstances.

Lauren knew that all too well. She'd been dating Caleb for months now. Most of her family and friends, however, had no idea because she'd kept the relationship a secret. Even though she was old enough to date, her dad would probably have a coronary if he found out. After mom died, he'd gone all overprotective. Then Lacey had…she still couldn't bring herself to use the "D" word to describe her middle sister because it hurt too much…and he'd started acting like she would break. As the eldest child, she'd been a daddy's girl from day one. Never in a million years did she think she would ever lie to her dad, but clearly love made you do crazy things sometimes.

"She better have loved him with every fiber of her being," Melinda said. For one promising moment, Lauren thought she had gotten through to her cousin. But then Melinda continued on to say, "otherwise she killed Ally for nothing."

And there it was.

The real reason why Melinda hated Emily.

"It was a cruel test designed by Wyatt. One that took advantage of her feelings for him. One that he thought would help him achieve two things in a single action. It was supposed to prove that Emily was loyal to him, which it did, and it was supposed to sway Chris to his side, which…well…we all know how that turned out. We all could have told him that killing Ally would seal the deal and guarantee that Chris would never join him, but he wouldn't have listened. Wyatt was convinced that Ally was poisoning Chris against him. Wyatt was convinced that Ally was a threat that needed to be eliminated. You and I both know that if Emily hadn't done it, then he would have just found someone else to do it." It was a weak excuse, even to Lauren's ears.

"Wy was already too far gone at that point," Melinda acknowledged with a deep sadness in her voice, "but Emily doesn't have that excuse to fall back on."

"Melinda…"

"There is nothing you could say that would change my mind. Nothing! What Emily did wasn't only unthinkable, it was unforgivable." Melinda exploded, feeling her blood pressure rising to dangerous heights.

Before Lauren could think it through, she said, "What if Chris said something? What if Chris gave us permission to bring Emily into the Headquarters?"

"He wouldn't. There's no way."

"But if he did?"

Lauren didn't need to have her mother's empathy powers to know what her younger cousin was currently feeling. Melinda's body language said it all. Arms crossed over her chest, chin jutted, jaw tight, lips pursed, pacing back and forth, pausing occasionally to glare daggers at her. It was as clear as day. Melinda was irritated.

Melinda remained stubbornly silent for a moment. Then after what seemed like forever, "If Chris okays it, then I'll stand down," Melinda reluctantly said before she stormed out of the room.

Lauren wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but she couldn't celebrate just yet. Getting to Chris would be difficult. Not impossible, but very, very difficult. And there was a real possibility that Chris wouldn't okay it.

After all, there was no denying that he had every reason to hate Emily.

Author's Note: I know, I know, I know…you guys must hate me right now for teasing the memory of Wyatt's take over. But I figured that such a major event deserved a chapter of its own. Anyways, we finally find out what happened to Cat and it really is no wonder Chris is so obsessed with saving Wyatt (besides the fact that Wyatt's his big brother). By saving Wyatt he also saves Cat. Also, I won't blame you guys if you were surprised by Melinda's attitude, but I thought it made sense. Chris is basically all she has left (in terms of her immediate family at least), so of course she would be fiercely protective of him. Hope you guys enjoyed this installment! I will definitely try to update soon. Please review!