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Leo was bored. He had been following Chris the whole day using his Elder power of invisibility. Just as he wanted to give up, the young Whitelighter orbed into the nursery. Leo felt fury filling his body. How dare he orb into the manor in the middle of the night after Piper kicked him from the house and told him to never come back? He was ready to call the sisters when he noticed that Wyatt's shield didn't come up when Chris leaned over the crib. In fact, Wyatt gurgled happily and exclaimed something that sounded suspiciously like "Kwis". Elder decided to watch for a while.

"Hey, Wy," the Whitelighter whispered with a small smile. "Why aren't you asleep?"

"Uey," said child, staring at him sadly.

"Oh, where did he go?" asked Chris, looking around the crib, making a show from searching for the teddy bear. He spotted the toy and made his way to pick it up. Wyatt followed him with curious eyes. "There he is," he said showing him the teddy bear. Wyatt giggled and extended his hands to take it. He smiled and gave the child the teddy bear. "Now, go to sleep, okay, Wy?" he waited for the child to lie comfortably, then he grabbed the blanket and covered him carefully. "Sweet dreams."

"How touching," came an amused voice. Chris turned around, ready to fight.

"What are you doing here, Wyatt?" he asked angrily. Leo was about to make his presence known, but paused. This man, who had orbed unnoticed to the room, was his son?

"Nice to see you, too, Christopher." Wyatt looked around carelessly, ignoring Leo's presence since Chris didn't seem to know that he was in the room.

"Leave me alone and go back home."

"No." Wyatt focused his full attention on his brother.

Chris frowned, shook his head and turned to the crib and the baby sleeping in it. Wyatt sighed. They stayed in heavy silence for couple of minutes. Chris was staring at the baby, ignoring everything else. Finally, big Wyatt couldn't take this anymore. He moved to stand near the Whitelighter and crossed his arms. He peered down at the child.

"Wow, I was cute." he commented. When he didn't receive any kind of response, he became irritated. "What happened, Chris?"

"What?" The Whitelighter looked at him startled and took a step away. Wyatt rolled his eyes.

"Christopher, you might think I'm evil, but don't think I'm stupid. I'm not here to fight."

Chris snorted. "Then why?"

"You tell me." Wyatt stared at him intently.

"I didn't call you."

"You didn't have to. I felt your pain even with your block and through time."

"And what?" Chris shot him an incredulous look. "You abandoned your evil kingdom and came to the past?"

"Yes," he answered simply. "I still love you, you know. And you being here, trying to save me, proves that you love me, too."

"I want to hate you." Chris once again locked his eyes on the child.

"I know." Wyatt moved closer, hoping his presence will be enough, because Chris sure as hell wouldn't allow him to touch him.

"But I can't."

"I know."

"I love you."

"I know. I love you, too."

"I will save you."

"Okay."

Leo watched the exchange, shocked and wondering what was going on.

"Why are you here, Wy?" asked young Whitelighter, sounding tired.

"Because you need me." The older boy took the use his nickname as encouragement and gently embraced his brother from behind. "I'm not here to hurt you. I'm not here to drag you back to the future. I'm here for you." Chris nodded and leaned slightly into the embrace, causing Wyatt to tighten his hold. "So, tell me, what's wrong?"

"They hate me," Chris whispered. Wyatt froze.

"Do they know who you are?" he asked carefully. When his brother shook his head he become angry. "Then what did you expect?"

"I don't know," the Whitelighter sighed. "I knew this would be hard. Seeing them again and all but I didn't..." he trailed off.

"What?" the evil brother prodded gently. Chris walked away several steps and looked around carding both hands through his hair, not really knowing what to do. "Chris?" Wyatt was so worried, so caring, and he snapped. His shoulders slumped, head hanging low as he answered, "She threw me out of the house. She said that she don't want to see me again."