Dear Chris,

Chris Halliwell sat by the fireplace of his ancestorial home enjoying the quiet. Over the last nine months, since his secret was revealed, he had gotten close to his family. He even surprised himself and started to bond with his dad. He didn't want to lose those relationships, but he was looking forward to going back to his own time. Taking advantage of the alone time he pulled out a letter that his mom had written him for his upcoming birthday.

Dear Chris,

It's hard to believe that over a year ago you popped into our lives a stranger. I never would have guessed that our young, neurotic witchlighter from the future was my son but I wouldn't have it any other way. That's the amazing thing about magic instead of one son, in a way we gained two. I love you so much Chris and I know your father does too. We are so proud of the man you are becoming. Happy birthday Peanut.

Love,

Mom