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Halliwell Manor

The front door

Phoebe looked at the front door of her house and sighed. She still could feel Jason's fear. He feared her powers. He just couldn't understand that magical powers didn't make her evil or dangerous.

She remembered her own words to Cole: "We've been through this, okay. Your powers are evil."

Phoebe shivered a little. It was a complete different situation. Cole was evil and dangerous. He almost destroyed her and her family with the Source's powers and later with the ones he had collected of dead demons in the Wasteland.

No, she couldn't compare herself to him. She had never used her powers to hurt people. Cole was a evil magical being, who broke her heart and almost destroyed her soul.

Phoebe squeezed her eyes shut and remembered the premonition she had hours ago. Piper and Cole together in their wedding day. Her heart dropped into her gut, as the image of her sister sharing a passionate kiss with Cole floated in her mind.

She opened her eyes and looked at her watch. It was almost five o'clock in the morning. She was tired, very tired. Tired of trying to find love. Tired of fighting against evil. Tired of being betrayed and hurt all the time.

Phoebe knew she needed to talk to her sister again, and she planned to. But not now, when she was so confused and lost. She was still angry and hurt. Piper was her sister and couldn't, just couldn't, have Cole. It was disgusting and she wouldn't let it happen. She was talking seriously to her sister, she would kill them. She would rather see Piper dead than with her ex-husband.

Phoebe looked up at door and sucked in a deep, large breath. She couldn't risk to see Piper right now, she was not prepared to face her sister yet. Not after everything that happened.

Then she turned her back and walked away.

Piper's room

A couple of hours later

Piper slightly opened her eyes. She closed her eyes, but couldn't sleep. Yesterday was a long, rough day. A lot of information was thrown at her and she still was very confused.

A dark future.

Wyatt as an evil dictator.

Cole.

A wedding.

Chris.

Another son.

Wyatt's little brother.

Piper rubbed her forehead. Chris, the neurotic magical being from the future, was her son. All this time he was there trying to save his old brother from darkness. Chris and his secrets, isolation and loneliness. So like Cole. But he was also fiercely, protective of his family.

Chris was definitely a Halliwell.

Piper drew her attention to the nightstand beside her bed and took the photo of her and Cole in her hands.

She didn't know what to do, but she was sure about one thing.

She wouldn't give up on Chris.

Her son would exist, he would have a life.

Golden Gate bridge

Chris looked at the ceiling and sighed. He didn't sleep all night. Future Wyatt was dead and the truth about his trip to the past was revealed.

Chris had been distancing himself from Piper all this time. It would be too painful bond with her, only to return to a time where she didn't exist. So he kept himself distant from her, never thinking of her as his mother.

Now, everything was different.

His heart ached a little, as a memory crossed his mind.

He was 14 years old when his mother and his aunt Paige died.

It was Phoebe's birthday and his mother was in the kitchen. His aunt Paige was in the living room with everybody telling stories from the past. Wyatt, as always, was late. His brother was acting weird, but nobody really paid attention to it.

He also remembered that his father and his aunt were talking to each other. Phoebe had whispered something in Cole's ear and he followed her to her room. Chris frowned, as he saw the scene and followed them discretely. He decided to hear them behind the closed door.

"It has been fifteen years, Phoebe," Cole said.

"I know," she said, lowering her head, slightly caressing his arm.

Cole pulled away from her. "Piper's here, your husband... Why are you doing this? It would hurt the entire family. Phoebe, we can't."

Chris felt his gut sink, as he heard his father's words. He couldn't see what was happening, but he knew his aunt was crossing some lines.

"So why are you here?" Phoebe asked, walking to him. "I know why you're here. You're here, because after all these years we're still connected."

"Phoebe, no..." Cole muttered, as Phoebe suddenly kissed him.

Chris was about to enter the room. If his father was cheating on his mother, he would never forgive him.

But then he heard it.

The scream.

The most terrible scream he had ever heard.

He didn't think, he only ran downstairs as fast as he could.

He froze in place, when he saw the scene in front of him. His Uncle Henry was holding Paige in his arms.

"Mom," his cousin Henry walked to her. "Mom, please..."

Chris walked to them and quickly tried to pull the arrow out of her heart. "Aunt... Paige..." his voice was shaking.

"What happened?" Phoebe asked, as she saw them.

"A Darklighter," Coop replied, still not believing the scene. "I think she's..."

"No," a young girl shouted, covering her ears. "She's not! Mom! Mom, wake up!"

"Kat, I'm so sorry," Chris said, looking at his aunt's dead body.

"No, Chris! Uncle Cole, maybe she's in the void.. please, do something..." Henry looked at Cole with pleaded eyes.

Cole shook his head. "No... I'm sorry, she's not, she's dea..." he suddenly stopped and his face turned pale.

"Dad...," Chris muttered.

"Piper," Cole muttered. "Where's Piper?" he asked in despair. "Where's she?"

"In the kitchen," Coop replied. "She... Oh God!"

Cole ran to the kitchen and almost fell on his knees, when he saw Piper lying on the ground with a pool of blood around her.

"Mom," Chris froze in place, not believing his eyes.

Cole moved to her and gently enveloped her in his arms. "Piper, please..."

"Cole..." Piper muttered, her voice cracking.

"Don't talk," Cole said nervously. "A Whitelighter, Henry... Come here!"

"You need to protect them," she muttered, closing her eyes.

"Don't talk!" Cole said, hugging her; "Henry, heal her!" he ordered, looking at his nephew.

"I trust you," Piper muttered and closed her eyes.

Chris looked at the blue sky and breathed in and out trying to calm himself down. His mother's death was the greatest blow he had experienced in his life.

The revelation almost destroyed Chris' soul. His own brother was secretly ruling the Underworld and ordered Paige's and Phoebe's deaths. However, the group who attacked the Halliwell manor that day disobeyed his orders and killed Piper. Later, Cole found out that Wyatt tortured and destroyed all the demons that disobeyed him.

Chris shook his head. It didn't matter. It wasn't Wyatt's intention to kill his mother that day, but it was his intention to kill his aunts. He ordered Paige's death and, later, he killed Phoebe with his bare hands. His brother betrayed his family and turned his back on everything that mattered. He turned into an evil spawn, who only cared about powers.

It was when his father created the Resistance, bringing up together a group of people who rebel against Wyatt and his cold cruel world. His father was a great leader, but he couldn't avoid more tragedies.

In the end, his own father was killed by Wyatt, when he refused to join him and betray the Resistance.

Cole's death was the last straw.

Chris didn't want to live anymore and almost committed suicide.

It was his cousin who saved him and gave him hope.

"You can't give up," Henry said softly.

"This world... We can't fix this," Chris shook his head.

"You're wrong. We can fix this. We can save them all. All you need to do is go back in time," his cousin said.

Chris shook his head. "A trip to the past? Henry, I don't know..."

"You said it by yourself, something turned him. Wyatt was not inherently evil," Henry argued.

"And he's not... Something turned him into this crazy, evil man," Chris sighed.

"So... You can prove your theory," Henry crossed his arms. "I want my family back! I want my sisters, my mother, my aunts... Uncle Cole. I want them back!" he shouted.

"I want them back too, Henry! I want my mother back, I want my father here, he raised Wyatt like he was his own son, he never..." Chris stopped and fell on his knees.

"Don't be afraid, Chris. You need to do this... for them," Henry said quietly.

Chris looked up at him and wiped the tears from his eyes. "You're right... We can't give up!"

And here he was.

In the past.

Chris looked up the ceiling one more time.

He would save them all.

Whatever it takes.

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