Author's Note: Yeah, I know you people don't like me, but I'm writing anyways, so deal with it. Also, I do not own these cursed character that have the misfortune of being in this story! (Evilness of disclaimer!)

Summery: Chris and Wyatt are brothers who get along great. But one day, while fooling around in the attic, the two accidentally send themselves back in time to where Prue was alive, the sister's had just found out they were witches, and Leo's trying to keep his cover. Enjoy!



Piper tapped her foot impatiently against the floor. "I mean it! This is the last call! If no one's down here in ten seconds -."

"Sorry Mom," Chris said quickly as he orbed into the living room. "I couldn't find any clean jeans."

"Wasn't it Wyatt's day to do the laundry yesterday?" Piper asked.

Chris hid a smirk. "Yeah. Thanks to him I'm going to be late for school," He said.

Wyatt orbed into the room with a yawn. He looked at the glare he received from his Mother and Chris. "Uh, did I do something wrong?" He asked. He still wasn't dressed yet, and his hair was sticking up at several different angles. He settled himself into a chair across from Chris and eyed the two warily.

"Why didn't you wash any of Chris's clothes yesterday?" Piper demanded.

Wyatt's anger flared up. "Well if he would learn to put his clothes in a laundry basket instead of scattering them all over the floor of his disgusting room – Mom, he literally has moldy food in there. I refuse to go into that room until it's taken care of. Besides, he ruined my lunch date with Kira."

Chris snorted. "Yeah, and I wish I hadn't. My arm still hurts from being thrown into that wall," He said, unconsciously rubbing at his wound.

"You really should get your Father to heal that for you," Piper said with sympathy.

Chris shook his head. "Nah. I've got to deal with my own problems. Can't always rely on you guys to help me out."

Piper nodded and then turned to Wyatt. "Ruining your lunch date with Kira wasn't Chris's fault. He can't help it if we need your help with a demon," Piper said. "As for you, Chris, if that room isn't cleaned by tonight, you're not going out with Charlie and Rob."

It was Wyatt's turn to hide a grin as Chris's jaw dropped. "You can't be serious." He paused and studied her. "You are serious. Oh man, Mom! It's the opening night of Freddy Vs. The Creeper ... Again!"

"I'm not going to argue with you about this," Piper said simply. She went to the counter and swallowed some coffee down. Then she turned back around and looked at the clock. "You're going to be late for school," She pointed out.

Chris groaned, and then orbed out of the room.

"Gotta save time," Wyatt acknowledged. He shook his head and then looked back at his Mother. "Where's Dad this morning?"

"He said something about a charge," Piper replied.

"Has he mentioned anything about mine?" Wyatt asked hopefully.

Piper shook her head. "No. He said it shouldn't be too long now. Josie's baby is due sometime this week."

Wyatt shook his head. "Being assigned to some kid before they're even born. Shouldn't that be a little unnerving?"

"Wyatt, You're Father's been my whitelighter since I was born. You want to talk about unnerving, try that one on for things."

"Eww," Wyatt said with a shudder. "I don't have to watch everything that it does, do I?"

"Haven't you and Leo talked this over at all?" Piper demanded.

"A little. It just bothers me, thinking about it," Wyatt said. "Besides, you're easier to talk to."

"I think you're going to be late for work," Piper told him. Wyatt shook his head.

"Nope, got the day off. I was thinking of staying home today, maybe hanging around with Aunt Paige later.

"You aren't bringing Kira over, are you?" Piper asked suspiciously. Wyatt refrained from rolling his eyes.

"Kira has classes today."

"When are you going to go to college and leave my house?" Piper demanded.

Wyatt sat smugly back in his chair, his feet propped on the table. "I don't know. I think I'll stick around for a little while longer."

Piper whacked his feet with the palm of her hand. "Owe!"

"Keep your feet off of the table. We eat off of it, you know. Sometimes I wonder where I went wrong with you two," Piper said, shaking her head as she started off for work. "I'll be back around lunchtime. Chris mentioned coming in around that time. Said he was sick of the school food."

"Fine. See you later!"

"Bye!" Piper called back with a wave before she walked out of the door. After Wyatt was sure that Piper's car was out of the driveway, he stood and raced up to the attic. Mixing a potion or two couldn't hurt, right?