Thinking

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It's a short chapter but I hope you will enjoy it :)


Once again, Chris was sat in the attic, and it felt like home.

Like his home, the future.

It was getting harder day by day, but he had to stay for his brother. He wouldn't abandon Wyatt.

Chris would save him and not give up on him like everyone else already had. Wyatt was malicious, ruthless and cruel but he wasn't himself. Deep down in his mind, the brown-haired man knew who his brother was really. He gladly remembered the good times, where everything was fine. When his mom was still alive.

Mom.

That was the hardest part of his assignment. He had to stop himself from flinging his arms around her neck, and telling her and the sisters everything.

He shook sadly, and looked down at his hands and the envelope inside them. It looked old.

Something rustled behind him, and immediately the young Whitelighter cringed. He couldn't read it, not now. The probability that one of the sisters could come in and read the letter was too high. That would ruin everything.

As he went to the door, he put the letter into the side pocket of his old, shredded jacket. Chris didn't notice the big hole in the jacket pocket, or the letter falling out from the bottom.

He then beamed himself to the Underworld, and he would do anything to find the demon that would make Wyatt evil.

Just a few minutes later, a happy Piper entered the room, with the younger Wyatt. She put him in his playpen, and read the book. Sometime later, she was looking at Wyatt, who held an envelope in his hands.

She went over to him and took the letter from him. At first he looked sad, but immediately beamed a toy over for himself.

Piper sat down on the couch and opened the envelope.

'Dear Chris,' was written at the top of the paper. She was about to read something that would change her whole life.

What do you think? :)

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