Light and Dark (Charmed AU)

Chapter 11

Phoebe was sitting at her desk when Chris orbed in and collapsed into a chair.

"Trouble in Paradise?" She quipped.

The brunette groaned in exasperation and sank further into the seat.

"For the hundredth time, I'm sorry I didn't tell you he was here."

Phoebe glanced up to see him rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"What's wrong?"

"He's getting restless. I worry about him killing demons in the underworld as it'll grab even more attention than me."

"Remind me why we can't tell his parents their son is here in the past?"

"You really think it would help moral for them to see day after day how nothing changes? I have enough trouble as it is."

Phoebe frowned at the young man.

"Well I don't know what you want me to do."

"Maybe you could talk to him?"

The columnist snorted.

"He's your husband!"

"Exactly, it's hard to argue with him! For you, he's your nephew. He's got to listen to you."

"Uh, no. My nephew is two, not twenty-five. And he certainly isn't a dark overlord. You really think he cares about my opinion when he's been running the world for years now?!"

"Running it into the ground is more like it." Chris muttered under his breath.

"Chris!"

He sighed and got up to pick out a letter.

"You're willing to help complete strangers, how about your future nephew-in-law?"

Phoebe snatched the letter back only to tense up as she got a vision.

Opening her eyes, she looked up at Chris.

"Someone's in trouble."

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The pair of them appeared in a cave where it seemed people were excavating something.

"Are you sure this is the right place?" Chris asked impatiently.

"This is where my vision took place."

A man suddenly flew into the cave on a carpet. He tossed a fire ball at the pair and held a bottle aloft. The flames only just missed them as Chris pushed the middle charmed one out of the way.

With a flick of his wrist, the whitelighter knocked over a shelf and the demon veered to the side to avoid it, dropping the bottle in the process.

He tried to circle back around but cursed as he just barely missed the stream of fire Chris sent his way and left.

Phoebe walked over to the bottle and picked it up.

"Ugh, it's so dusty."

"Wait, Phoebe. Don't!"

But it was too late. Phoebe brushed some of the dust off of the bottle only for a swirling cloud of smoke came out of it, forming a young woman who beamed at the middle charmed sister.

"At your service, master!"

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Wyatt could feel Chris' headache before it even started and he could tell it would be a bad one.

Did you take your potion today Chris? He asked through their bond.

He could tell the brunette had heard him but wasn't responding which prompted him to sigh. Of course he didn't.

Looking into the cupboard, he grabbed the special potion that would help with headaches and pain in general without affecting their powers. He would grab the blocking potion but it wouldn't do anything for the headache now and if he knew the demonic whitelighter, there was a reason for him not taking the potion.

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Paige was standing in the observatory when someone shimmered in.

"Demon!"

She orbed a lamp at him, as Piper (the one who has the most affective active power) was at P3.

Phoebe the genie ran downstairs followed closely by Chris as the demon caught the lamp with no trouble.

"Paige, don't!" Chris yelled, half orbing and half shimmering to the demon's side.

As he reappeared, Chris faltered and would've fallen as he clutched his head against the wave of pain if not for the strong arm that wrapped around his waist to keep him up.

"Chris!" The demon exclaimed.

"What the hell was that?!"

The two young men ignored the redhead witch.

"I'm fine." Chris said through gritted teeth.

"Chris, I brought a potion."

"No, I need to get it out of my system, something isn't right here."

"It's not the blocking one, it's just for your headache."

The green eyed man allowed the tension to leave his shoulders as he accepted the potion.

"Uh, who the hell is this?!" Paige demanded.

"Aw, what's the matter Aunt Paige, you don't recognize me?"

The redhead stared at the demon in astonishment.

"What?!"

"Paige, honey, this is Wyatt. From Chris' future." Phoebe said cautiously.

The youngest Halliwell sister stared at the two young men in astonishment.

"But- wha-?"

"We can talk about this later, for now we need to deal with the crazy ex-genie." Chris insisted.

The youngest of the sisters agreed reluctantly and they turned their attention to the current crisis while Wyatt left.

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Piper had just said goodbye to Leo who was going to sit with Wyatt for a little longer while he slept, and was heading to her room to put some laundry away when she heard noises coming from the Attic.

"Are you sure you're alright?"

"Yes I'm fine, it's the sisters I'm worried about."

"They could've hurt you."

"Yeah right."

"God damn it Chris! You aren't invincible!"

"You think I don't know that? Wy, you are what's important. Without you there is no future, good or bad. In the Grand scheme of things, my existence is inconsequential."

There was a loud bang.

"Don't you dare say that. Without you there is no me."

"..."

Peeking in, Piper saw the witchlighter with a blonde man dressed in all black that looked like an evil version of-

"I know Wyatt. But without you there is no world at all."

The two men spun around as Piper pushed the door open.

"Wyatt?"

Chris turned away from the woman, not being able to handle any more, and started pacing over by the book.

The blonde man glanced over at his husband before turning to the younger version of his mother with a tight smile.

"Hey mom."

The oldest living Halliwell sister seemed to be in shock as she embraced her adult son.

"H-how? How is this possible?"

"That, is a long story." Chris sighed from the other side of the room.

Piper looked back and forth between the two young men before her shoulders slumped.

"Well, let's hear it then."