Light and Dark (Charmed AU)

Chapter 4

So you're saying that Chris really did come back to save Wyatt?"Leo asked.

They had orbed back to the manor and left Chris to head up to the attic, no doubt to check the book for demons that could be after Wyatt.

"Yeah, I mean, he was making out with a blonde guy, called him Wyatt, then the guy said that he saved him."

Leo still looked unsure which baffled the sisters.

"It could've been a trick to get you girls to trust him."

"Leo, it was a world built specifically to be his greatest desires. He couldn't have tricked us, he had no control over it." Phoebe said, shocked by her brother-in-law's attitude.

Leo's lips were pressed into a thin line, still not trusting the young man in the attic.

"I'm just going to go check with the other elders about this demon."

"But-"

Paige groaned as the new elder orbed away.

"The demon is already dead! There is absolutely no reason to go asking around about it."

Piper just sighed, shaking her head at her ex-husband before going upstairs to put Wyatt to bed.

Once the little boy was in his crib and she'd shut off the light, the oldest charmed one went up to the attic where Chris was restocking their potions.

She leaned against the doorway, watching him bustling about the room, getting ingredients without even thinking twice about where they are stored.

"You must've spent a lot of time here in the future." She said, startling him.

"Yeah, you could say that." He said after a moment's hesitation.

"Chris, we know that you're in love with Wyatt."

This small statement caused him to drop a little too much of an ingredient into the mixture, making it explode.

Coughing, the whitelighter waved the smoke out of his face, which was slightly flushed.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"We saw your pocket world Chris. That man you were with, you called him Wyatt."

"Your son isn't the only person named Wyatt."

"Yeah but I think it's a bit too much of a coincidence that you come back in time to save my son, a blonde haired, blue eyed boy. Then your greatest desire is to save and be with a blonde man with blue eyes named Wyatt?"

Chris looked down at his hands before slowly reaching into his pants pocket and pulling out a silver band.

Piper looked at it with a small smile, deciding not to point out the wistful expression on his face.

"I must admit that finding out my son is gay when he's one and a half years old isn't quite what I expected but I'm glad he finds someone so committed to him."

The humor was evident in her voice and the young man blushed he slipped the wedding band onto his left ring finger.

"I'm sorry you found like this Piper."

"Oh that's alright. How do you two meet?"

"I can't tell you that."

"Oh come on Chris, you don't have to tell me when, I just would like to know how."

Chris sighed before nodding his head reluctantly.

"When I was younger, you three found me in an alley, cornered by a demon. You saved me but I was injured so you brought me back here to be healed.

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Wyatt Halliwell woke up to his aunt shaking him.

"Aunt Phoebe? What's going on?"

"Hey buddy, there's a boy upstairs that's hurt, do you think you can heal him?"

The blonde boy nodded and got out of bed with a yawn. He followed his aunt quietly up to the attic so as to not wake up his little sister.

Upstairs, Paige and Piper had laid the small boy on aunt Pearl's couch.

His mind felt a bit foggy as he tried to keep his eyes open. Piper was taking to him in a calm, soothing voice but he could feel the dark embrace of unconsciousness pulling at him. Chris only vaguely registered the blonde boy that came into the room.

Wyatt was shocked at the sight. He didn't think the brunette child was much younger than him yet he was so small. Cuts and bruises littered the pale skin that showed.

Wyatt immediately ran to his side and let the soft, healing glow illuminate the other boy's features even as his eyes fluttered closed.

His face was very sharp, malnourishment having eliminated practically all the fat on his body though his lips were still fairly full. He had surprisingly dark lashes that cast shadows on his angular cheekbones.

When a minute had passed and the boy's wounds had yet to completely close, all four people that stood in the attic were worried. The boy's body was tense despite still being unconscious, almost as though he were still in pain as he was healed.

Wyatt sighed in relief and exhaustion and sat back on the floor as sage green eyes opened.

Chris lurched into a sitting position, his eyes darting around the room in search of an exit. Upon realizing he wasn't in nearly as much pain as before, his eyes swept over the other people in the room.

The blonde boy sitting on the ground gave a small wave and a smile.

"Hi, I'm Wyatt. What's your name?"

"Chris. How did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Make the pain go away."

Paige stepped forward and crouched by his side.

"Wyatt and I, we're both part whitelighter. Part angel. We have the power to heal others and that's what Wyatt did for you."

Chris looked up into the blue eyes of the angel (part angel) that had healed him.

"Thank you."

Wyatt blushed a bit.

"It was no problem."

There was a bit of an awkward silence before Paige spoke up.

"Well, I think we're all really tired so let's get Chris settled in Wyatt's room and we can talk more in the morning."

The others nodded.

"Come on," Wyatt said, grabbing Chris' hand.

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"We were practically inseperable after that. He watched over me, took care of me. Both during demon attacks and at school. You guys taught me almost everything I know about magic. I would help Wyatt with potions, write spells for him." Chris admitted with a small smile. He wasn't ready to let them know he wasn't a whitelighter.

Piper smiled at this but Chris' smile slowly faded.

"I didn't want to think anything would happen."

He took a deep breath, his eyes clearing as he exhaled, shaking off the memories.

"And that's why I'm here. To make sure nothing does."