A/N: This is just a plot bunny that jumped into my already crazily crowded head! Got to thinking about what would have happened if Leo hadn't been sent to Valhalla, and Chris and he gotten a chance to bond earlier. Please review whether you like it or not!
"Chris! Chris, we need you!" Paige's voice called out urgently.
Chris sighed from his room at P3, then orbed to the manor. "What is it?" he asked impatiently after looking around for a demon and seeing none.
"We need you to watch Wyatt."
"What? No. I'm not a babysitter. I have to be researching the next demon on my list."
"Chris, I have to get to my temp job. Piper had to go to a meeting to book a band for Saturday, Leo is in an "elder meeting" and Phoebe is at the paper. Please? Just watch him for an hour until Piper gets back."
"Paige, I have to be working to find out who is after him! Don't you get it? Wyatt is evil in my future. If I don't stop it, it's going to happen in this future too!"
Paige softened a bit. "Look, I get it. I believe you Chris. But that doesn't change what is happening right now, in the present. Why can't you use the book and do your research here while you are watching Wyatt?"
Chris sighed heavily, and nodded. "Fine. But for an hour only, Paige. I'm serious!"
"Thank you, Mr. Perry. I love you for it!" Paige quickly kissed Wyatt and handed him over, running out the door.
"Yeah, too bad you don't just love me for being your nephew." Chris muttered at her back, while staring at Wyatt.
Wyatt's chubby hand touched Chris' cheek. "Kwis sad?" He asked in his mangled language.
"No, Wy. Chris isn't sad. Chris is stupid." Chris switched Wyatt to his other side, and started up the stairs. "Chris is an absolute idiot."
Leo sat listening to Zola preach about the demon activity that had been brewing lately and doodling on a piece of paper.
"A disturbing trend has begun. We have received word, and have verified it through our own orb tracking system that there has been a whitelighter going into the underworld to talk to and vanquish demons. Obviously, we need to make certain that this whitelight is stopped. Witches vanquish demons. Whitelighters serve their witch charges. Why, it goes against the very nature of a whitelighter to fight. Everyone needs to be aware, and watch their whitelighter charges for any instances of this."
"Why is it such a problem, Zola? It seems as though this whitelight is doing good."
"Good? You consider it a good thing for a pacifist to kill?"
"To kill DEMONS. Yes, I do. I know I have a unique point of view on this situation. I am the only Elder in existence to have a family. I have a wife and a son, both who are magical and deal with demons on a regular basis. I can't help but believe that this whitelighter, whoever he or she may be, is helping to keep my wife and son safe. How can I view that as negative?"
"Whitelighters do not fight. They do not kill. EVER."
"I was a whitelighter for years. I did fight, when provoked by demons. Sometimes, you simply have no choice, pacifist or not."
"Be that as it may, I am putting all Elders on notice. If you catch the whitelighter responsible, it is your job to clip his or her wings- immediately."
"Wyatt, no! Seriously, stop it!" Chris laughed as Wyatt tickled the bottom of his foot, giggling every time Chris told him to stop.
"That's it, Wyatt!" Chris quickly sat up and turned the tables on the toddler, attacking his own feet. Wyatt immediately burst into fits of giggles. "That'll teach you to mess with me, buddy!" Christ and Wyatt were both laughing, laying on the floor in the middle of the attic.
"Kwis pay car?" Wyatt asked, grabbing his toy truck and holding it up.
"Play cars? Okay. Can I be the red one?"
"Me be wed. Kwis gween." Wyatt held the red truck to his chest, but held out the green one that was normally his favorite.
"I get to be the green truck? Wow… Thanks, Wy." Chris began running the truck up over Wyatt's leg, making him giggle all over again. Seeing how much Wyatt was enjoying it, Chris started making truck sounds.
"You're a great baby sitter, you know."
Chris jumped, automatically grabbing Wyatt and putting him behind him. He relaxed as he saw Leo standing in front of him. " I, uh, didn't hear you orb in."
"I used the door. I orbed to the nursery."
"Oh." Chris self-consciously put the truck back down. "I was just taking a break for a few minutes. I've been researching the Tuncha demons. I think they might play a part in Wyatt's turn."
Leo smiled softly as he looked down at Wyatt. "Don't be ashamed, Chris. I get that Wyatt is special to you. You've never said why, or how you know him, but you came all the way from the future to save him. Truthfully, it would have been easier for you to simply kill him as a baby. But you've had plenty of chances, and never even attempted it. That tells me and the sisters that you have a personal stake in him being alive AND good. It makes sense you'd want to bond early with him."
"I, uh…" Chris stuttered to a stop, not sure how to answer.
"You can tell us who you really are, Chris. We won't judge you. We would just like to know who we have to thank for saving our son."
"I…I just can't do that, Leo. Not because I don't want to, but because… and I know I say this all the time, but it really will have future consequences." Chris looked at the floor for a second, watching Wyatt run his red truck over his foot. "Leo, can I ask you something personal?"
Leo blinked at the question, but nodded. "Yeah, of course. What do you want to know?"
"I just…I mean, Um. Argh!" Chris took a frustrated breath then tried again. "Are you and Piper going to get back together?"
Leo was quiet for a second. "I'm not sure what you mean, Chris. I mean, we will always be connected, and we are still married."
"Yeah, but you're not really together, together. I mean, did I mess up your life when I tricked you into being an Elder? Did I screw things up so that you and Piper are never going to live and love again?"
"Chris…first, you didn't trick me into anything. I chose to help because I was needed. I am an Elder due to my own choices. You may have come at the right time so that I would go up there, but all the choices I made were my own. As far as Piper and I go, honestly, Chris, I just don't know. I can tell you what I do know. I know I love Piper. I always have, and I always will. I know she still loves me as well. But an Elder living on Earth is just…not done."
"Neither is a relationship between a whitelighter and a witch. Neither is a marriage between them. Neither is having a witchlighter child." Chris stubbornly pointed out.
"You're right Chris. But I still don't have an answer. I will tell you this. I miss Piper and Wyatt more than you can ever fathom. I also miss Paige and Phoebe. They are my family. Anything more than that, I don't know." He paused. "And honestly, I have a feeling that you might be family too."
A/N: What do you think? Worth continuing? Let me know in a review please!