A/N – Um….Hi? I don't really don't what to say, apart from SORRY; I never abandoned this fic…although that's what it looked like. Simple reason is, I had the dreaded writer's block…again…=P

I read through both 'Hurricane' and 'Tsunami' so that I (hopefully) would be tying up any loose ends or explaining anything I had confused anybody with.

On that note, when re-reading everything, I realised I had not really done anything about Wyatt turning evil in relation to Gideon (I want to kill that man…=P), so I decided that Balthazar was the threat to Wyatt in my fic, not Gideon, and because he's now vanquished, so are any threats to Wyatt...please say that makes sense?

Anyhoo, I'm going to stop rambling and let you read the final chapter of Tsunami…enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I don't think I've put this in the last few chapters…*slaps hand*. Obviously, I don't own Charmed or anything associated with it (although, do you think anybody would mind if I kidnapped Drew? =P just saying…).

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Chapter 5 – New Beginnings.

"Excuse me! Excuse me! Sir!" The man in the white lab coat yelled, his stethoscope swaying from side to side as he ran to catch up with the Halliwell's, who were attempting to sneak in past him. "And where do you think you are going?"

"Uh…to see my wife?" It was phrased like a question, but it was obvious it was more of a 'and-just-you-try-and-stop-me' statement.

"And her name is?" The doctor sighed.

"Piper Halliwell, she's in labour but no-one's letting me in to see her!" Leo ranted as the doctor tried to stop himself from rolling his eyes at the cliché. Didn't these people understand that the medical staff's first priority was the patient and not them? It seemed not.

"I'm her doctor, and no you can't see her yet…there's been some…complications, and until they've been resolved, she isn't allowed any visitors."

"What do you mean 'complications'?" Leo demanded in a panic.

Before the doctor could answer, a loud, urgent shout of "Can we get some help in here?" filtered through the emergency doors.

"Wh-what? Piper's in there!" Leo bellowed after the doctor.

"It's ok, sweetie, calm down. The doctors are doing their very best, I'm sure." Phoebe soothed.

…..

"Excuse me? Mr Halliwell?" A young nurse broke into Leo's thoughts.

"Hmm?" he murmured, still in a daze.

"Uh…Mr Halliwell?"

"Oh! Sorry, was miles away there." He smiled sadly, not bothering to correct the nurse when she called him 'Mr Halliwell' yet again. "Wh-has something happened? Is Piper…is she ok?"

"Everything's ok, Mr Halliwell. We managed to stop the bleeding, and you'll be pleased to know you have a healthy baby b-"

"Bleeding?" Leo's voice cracked."

"Yes, she bled more than normal, which is unusual as it was her second pregnancy. It was touch and go for a while, but she's fine now, as is your bab-"

"But she's ok now?" Leo interrupted.

"Yes, she's just resting-"

"Sorry," Leo had the grace to look a bit embarrassed, "I've been a bit of an ass…I couldn't cope without her, you know? How's the baby?"

Chris murmured in his ear, "I'm fine, obviously. Just make sure you don't let anything slip…future consequences."

"Would you like to see him?" The nurse asked obviously, and as Leo nodded, she led him through the doors.

"He was being an ass." Chris smirked impishly.

"Oi!" Phoebe laughed, slapping his arm lightly, "We know who you are now," she lowered her voice, "So stop being cheeky to your dad!"

…

Leo smiled fondly down at the sleeping Piper, then glanced around until his eyes fell upon his newborn son.

"Hiya Chris, I'm your daddy, yes I am." He cooed as his son reached out and grabbed his finger. Leo tried to convey all his love to the infant through holding his hand, "I love you, you know. The older you doesn't seem to realise it, but I do. I love you so much, I can't even think of the right words to describe it. And I'm so proud of you, you're going to grow up and change the world."

"Aw, that's so sweet!" The young nurse simpered, bounding into the room.

"Yeah, I know I'm biased, every parent thinks that about their kids, don't they? But Chris is truly destined for great things."

"Chris? That's a lovely name. Why did you choose it?"

"I-I'm not sure." Leo made a mental note to ask older Chris about that later, "It just fits him," Leo gazed down at the baby, "My little Christopher Perry Halliwell."

…

Chris turned away from the door, tears flowing down his face, and a massive grin stamped on his face.

"Chris?" Paige asked as Phoebe smiled warmly at the emotions Chris was letting out.

"He loves me." Chris whispered, his voice echoing slightly in the hallway, "He actually said it to me, well, not to me, but me. To little me, not big me- gah! This is so confusing!"

"You'll get used to it." Paige smirked.

"Maybe I won't," Chris admitted with a sigh. "I've been thinking about going home, back to my future. Balthazar's gone now, and so are any major threats to Wyatt. I could be destroying the time line in so many ways the longer I stay here, I just don't know. It's probably best that I go back…I don't really belong here."

"I know, sweetie." Phoebe agreed, surprising Chris who thought that she'd put up more of a fight. "When were you thinking of going back?"

"I'm not sure, but it's Wyatt's birthday next week, so I could leave after that maybe? I really don't think it's a good idea to see myself being born…and Wyatt might start to remember me if I hang around to long."

"Gosh, they grow up so quickly," Phoebe reminisced, "Eh, Paige?"

"You're telling me," Chris joked, "I was at Magic School one minute, and now I'm trying to save the world."

…

"Hey, you." Leo grinned as Piper's eyes finally opened. "How are you feeling?"

"S-so t-tired!" Her words were interrupted by a huge yawn. She glanced around until her eyes found baby Chris. "I'm so glad he's ok, I mean…I knew he would be, but the future's constantly changing, so anything could happen…my god…I'm starting to sound like Chris." She smirked as Leo chuckle, then frowned. "Leo? Honey? What's wrong?"

"Chris said he might go back after Wyatt's birthday…"

"Ah. I was thinking he might go home soon. Wyatt's at that age now…it'd be really awkward for him to remember big Chris and then when baby Chris grows up….how on earth would we explain it?"

"I don't know…" Leo shrugged, "Hey…do you think baby Chris will have any recollection of big Chris's travels? Could they merge into one person?"

"Tricky question…his is a unique case….we'll just have to find out, won't we?" She sighed, "At least we've got a few years before we can worry about it, big Chris is twenty-two is he not?"

"Yeah…Oh, I can't wait to see how he grows up. Him and Wyatt."

"And Mellie." Piper interjected.

"Mellie?"

"Yeah, Chris' sister Melinda. I hope we can stop her death in our future, I couldn't bear to lose another family member…and I don't ever want to put my boys through that kind of pain…" She trailed off as a tear rolled down her face.

"Hey…" Leo attempted to console his wife, "Wyatt's not evil anymore, and he's the one that killed her, right?" At Piper's nod, he continued, "Well, she should survive then, shouldn't she?"

"Yeah," Piper grinned.

…

"…Happy birthday, Wyatt, happy birthday to you!" The occupants of the manor sang loudly.

"Hip hooray!" Phoebe squealed.

""I can't believe he's two already," Paige sighed, "Where has the time gone?"

"You're telling me!" Phoebe chuckled as she cut the cake up, placing slices onto the many plates surrounding her, "It seems like only yesterday Piper was pregnant with him!"

"Yep, and now we've got another baby Halliwell," Leo grinned as big Chris smirked at him.

"Yep," Piper fawned, rocking the baby gently.

The moment was ruined by a loud bang and Wyatt wailing.

"Aaw, sweetie! What's wrong?" Piper asked, passing baby Chris over to Leo.

Wyatt's wailing ceased as he pointed to a burst balloon and he held up his hand.

"Aaw, sweetie!" Piper picked him up, "The balloon popped and scared… how did you get that?"

"Get what?" Big Chris asked,

"He's got a big cut on his finger, it's actually kind of deep…how did we not…heal it."

"…What?"

"Heal it!"

"But…um…I." Chris looked flustered.

"Chris…?"

"I…I…um…can't heal…" he admitted, wincing.

"But you're part whitelighter!" Paige protested.

"I know, I just haven't developed it yet. You do in a couple of years though, Paige."

"I do? Yay!"

"Is that you deciding to give up on the whole 'future consequences' nonsense?" Phoebe teased.

"Meh." He grinned. "L-dad? Heal Wyatt will ya?"

Leo passed baby Chris to Phoebe, then stepped forward and placed his hands above Wyatt's finger. As the golden glow emitted from his hands, he turned his head to face Chris. "Thanks."

"For what?" Chris looked genuinely surprised.

"Calling me dad. I know it's hard, but I'm glad you're beginning to trust me. But…Can I ask…what changed your mind?"

"I…I heard you telling baby Chris that you loved him…me…and that you were proud of…me? God dammit! Tenses are too confusing!"

"Language mister!" Piper scolded as everyone laughed.

"Kwiss?" Wyatt interrupted.

"Yeah?"

"Pway!" he whined, pouting.

Chris grinned down at his baby big brother. "Ok, what do you wanna play?"

Wyatt glanced about the room until he located his cars, and pointed to them.

"Your cars? Ok!"

The three sisters and Leo grinned as Chris lay on the floor with Wyatt and played with his cars.

…

"Right, you've got the correct spell and everything?"

"Yes Phoebe."

"And you're sure you know it?"

"Yes, Phoebe."

"And-"

"Aunt Phoebe?"

"Sorry. It's just…I'm paranoid. Spells always go wrong for us…they always backfire somehow…"

"It's ok, I'll miss you too, Aunt Pheebs." Chris grinned as she pulled him into a bone crushing hug.

"I love so much, kiddo. See you in a few years, ok?"

"Love you too, Aunt Pheebs." He stepped back and smiled at Paige who sighed dramatically.

"Aw, here comes the hugging part." She smirked then her eyes filled up with tears and she hugged her nephew tightly. "I'll miss you, you know. I love you so much." She murmured in his ear.

"You too, Auntie Paige," he breathed into her ear. He stepped forward then bent down to Wyatt's level. Wyatt stopped playing with his teddy and grinned at Chris. "Kwiss!"

Chris smirked at his baby big brother's reaction. "Bye little guy, I'll see the big you soon, hopefully. Hey…listen…when little me is older, don't kick his a-butt too much, 'kay?" Wyatt simply stared at Chris, then giggled as the youth ruffled his hair.

Chris stood up and turned to his mom and dad. "I'll miss you two so much."

"We'll miss you too, kiddo," Leo said, reaching forward and pulling Chris and Piper towards him into a group hug.

"Love you," Chris murmured.

"Bye-bye, my little peanut." Piper whispered as Chris stepped back and turned to face the triquetra on the wall. He took a deep breath and chanted:

"Hear these words,

Hear the rhyme,

Heed the hope within my mind,

Send me back to where I'll find,

What I wish in place and time."

Chris glanced back at his family as the triquetra turned blue and the portal opened up. With a small wave, and a slight smile of his face, he stepped through the hole in the wall. It vanished, and the outline of the triquetra and a silent family were left standing.

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A/N: THE END! Just kidding! Simply because I'm feeling generous, here's a little extra for ya! It's basically snippets of Chris growing up in the changed future. This is for anyone and everyone who ever reviewed and added me or my stories to their favourite, you guys are awesome! Thanks for sticking with it throughout the months, I hope you did enjoy it and I'm starting a Supernatural fic soon, and I might do a Primeval one (I watched the box sets the other week…I'm now in love with Andrew Lee Potts….nom nom PHWOAR!)…we shall see.

Enjoy!

P.S. Wow! This chapter was waaaay longer than planned….ah well! =P

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Chris – aged 4.

"Chris!"

"What?" Chris attempted to look innocent.

"That's my cookie!"

"No it's not!"

"Yuh huh!"

"Nuh uh!"

"Yuh huh!"

"Nuh uh!"

"YUH HUH!"

"Kids! What's all the yelling about?" Piper demanded, striding into the kitchen.

"Chris stoled my cookie!" The little girl pouted.

"Stole, Melinda." Piper corrected, "Chris…did you steal your sister's cookie?"

"Well…" Chris tried to form a lie under his mother's penetrating gaze, but surrendered when her eyebrows furrowed - a clear sign she knew exactly what he was up to. "Yes mommy. But, I like these ones best and you made two lots! Choccie ones and white ones! Mellie likes both and I only like the choccie ones so it's not fair she gets both, mommy! It's not!"

Piper tried to hide her grin, "Tell you what then, why don't you share it?"

"I never thinked of that, mommy! You're the bestest mommy in the whole world!" Chris squeaked in a rush as he broke his cookie in half and handed it to Mellie.

Chris – aged 5.

"I'm a big boy Wyatt! I'm coming to school with you today." Chris said proudly. "Yeah, you are Chris." Wyatt smirked at his little brother. Seriously, it's just school, not big deal….why's he so excited to go with me?

"Can I sit with you?" Chris suddenly asked.

"You can't Chris. I'm in Mrs Logan's class, you're in Miss Henderson's class-"

"But I don't want to go in the baby's class!" The youngster protested.

"It's not the baby class, Chris. I was in it last year, and I'm not a baby am I?"

"No!" Chris shouted, "You're no baby! You're a big boy!"

"There you go then. I'll see you at recess!" Wyatt turned to leave then stopped, "Chris? If anyone laughs at you…you tell me, ok?"

"Ok Wyatt!"

…..

"Chris? Are you ok?" Wyatt demanded, taking in his little brother's haggard appearance as his chubby little fists tried to prevent the waterfall of tears falling from his eyes.

"Y-yeah, I'm f-fine, Wy."

"Chris, you're not, you're crying. What happened?"

"Some boys laughed at me and said I must be…a-ado-adopt…"

"Adopted?"

"Yeah, that cos you're the second something-"

"Twice-Blessed?"

"Yeah, and daddy's an Elder and mommy and Auntie Paige and Auntie Phoebe have that…thingy that the baddies are scareded of-"

"The Power of Three?"

"Yeah. See? You're smarter than me too! I don't know all the big words and I don't have much powers, you have more!"

"Chris, listen to me bro," Wyatt sighed, bending down slightly to Chris level. He started wiping Chris's tears off his face as he sighed again, "You're the best little brother ever, ok? And you're definitely not adopted, you get as angry as mom sometimes, don't you?"

Chris chuckled, "Yeah, I set your toys of fire when you didn't let me play!"

"Yeah, see? Definitely a Halliwell! And, you have waaaay loooads of powers! You have fire…and you move stuff…and…and….you're really smart! You could read waaaay before me!"

"Yeah but Wy, they don't like me if I'm smart!"

"So ,Chris? Do you really want to be friends with boys that hit you?"

"N-no…can I hang about with you?"

"Yeah, not all the time though, 'k? I have my own friends too, and we'll find you some really cool ones, 'k?"

Chris aged 11-12.

"Hey peanut! How was your first day at the big school?"

"It was awesome mom! The classes are so cool! But it's really weird having Aunt Paige there! I have to call her Miss! It's horrible! And…she gave me detention!" Chris growled.

Piper sniggered, "What did you do?"

"Wrote stuff on the board…."

"Such as?"

"It was bad stuff mom, but it made the other kids laugh!"

"Peanut, don't get yourself in trouble trying to make friends, especially when Aunt Paige is the teacher. Just be yourself! You're an amazing young boy, and anybody should be thrilled to be your friend!"

"But why does no-one want to be my friend, mom?" Chris sighed.

"Sweetie, those kids are jerks, ok? You'll find some friends, just be yourself, and join some clubs or something? Don't make friends with the bad lot, I don't want you into anything like that, ok?"

"'k, mom. Thanks." He grinned as he squeezed her around her waist.

Chris aged 16.

"Oi, Chris! Can I come in?" Wyatt hollered as he thumped both fists off of Chris' bedroom door.

"S'pose so." Chris yelled back, jumping as Wyatt threw the door open, and leant against it with a massive grin etched on his face. "Wh-what? Why are you staring at me like that? Wy!"

"How did it go?" Wyatt smirked as recognition flashed across his brother's face.

"It was ok."

"Are you going out again?"

"I think so."

"Well, shouldn't you know?"

"She said she'd phone me."

"And has she?"

"Wyatt!" Chris snapped, "I've only been home a couple of hours!"

"Did you kiss?"

"That's none of your business!" Chris growled, sitting up from his bed.

"Chris!" Wyatt whined.

"Fine! We did!"

"Did you use tongues?"

"Wyatt! For crying out loud! Why don't I just draw you a picture?"

"Because, dear brother, that would be a bit perverse!"

Chris smacked his hand off his forehead, "I'm surrounded by idiots!"

Chris aged 22.

"And do you, Christopher Perry Halliwell, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" The Reverend's voice echoed clearly throughout the church.

"I do." Chris tried to hide his grin as the Reverend smiled and said, "You may now kiss the bride."

The cheering from all the Halliwell's deafened all the other guests, causing them to put their fingers in their ears and wince as Phoebe shouted "That's my nephew! He's all grown up, booyah!"

"Phoebe!" Piper hissed under her breath, "You're embarrassing him!"

"Sorry!" She muttered back as she gazed at her youngest nephew standing straight and tall beside his wife, not resembling the Chris from another timeline, but at the same time, like him in every way.

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A/N: It's finally finished! I don't know whether to be relieved or sad…a bit of both maybe? I had to make up the last couple of bits there as my notepad seems to have ran off again, and I can't find it anywhere….=S

Thanks so much for reading and reviewing etc, and I hope to see you all soon in my other fics!

Xxxx