Disclaimer : Still don't own Charmed, well dang. I was hoping after I blew out a candle at my friend's Birthday and made a wish I would, but apparently not. Well shucks, who knew? Any who, I don't own Charmed, but the plot is mine, the other Characters are mine, and if you steal any of it I will hurt you, and if you run, I will send hell hounds after you to hunt you down! Please enjoy the story.

Author's note : Any input that you have for this story, I will try to include. Like if you want a certain person to come back, request for an episode, or a certain event to happen, I will work it in if I can. Please review after you read this, I'm not asking for a million or anything, just a few. That's all the author needs, one little review and I'm happy. I've had this written for a while, but I had to wait until the first episode was done to add the second one, at least I had to according to my friend. Sigh But I really wanted to add this one. I got this idea while watching season six. So enjoy.

And I hope to have at least seven episodes done by December, we'll see how that goes. But that's my short term plan, and you'll be glad to know over Christmas I have a three week break, meaning lots of stories and updates.

And for all of you that love a good fight between Wyatt and Chris, you are in luck. Yes, Wyatt finds out about what Chris did the night before, and yes he is pissed. Oh happy days!

1x02 : There's no place like home.

Summary : Upset that the Halliwells survived, The Source sends some to an alternate reality where some may not make it out alive. Meanwhile, a major storm threatens to destroy the city. Will they all survive? And What happens when Chris runs into someone he knew, once upon another timeline?

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Final Chapter : Payback's A Physic

Piper shook her head, "I cannot believe that you were all so thoughtless and went after Mother Nature," she raged. "Alone, without telling anyone where you were, or asking for help!" Seeing Caleb open his mouth she sent him a disdainful look, "don't say you didn't need it!" Piper snapped, "it wont help you cause!" She said as she paced back and forth in the kitchen - making all the young adults in front of her, Paige and Leo feel like they were ten year olds again that had gotten sent to the principle's office. "And you!" She seethed, looking at her sons. "I can't believe that you took Melinda along!" Shegrowled, "she is eighteen years old for Heaven's sake!"

"Which brings me to me," Paige Matthews snarled at her son, who despite being twenty years old was cowering - hiding slightly behind Wyatt and Caleb, hoping the older guys would defend him if someone attempted to blow him up or harm him some other painful way. "What were you thinking," she demanded, "taking the twins along, young man!?" She shook in rage as she tried to control her temper, she was a pacifist - or at least part. "I have told you three specifically your whole lives that no demon hunting until you're an adult, and seventeen doesn't count!" She said eyeing her daughters who were leaned against the counter - Ana looking vaguely bored. She had seen this a million times before, not directed at her, but she had seen it. Often enough that once their anger blew over everything would go back to normal.

Leo spared at look with his children and shook his head, he usually defended them - mostly because he had been a white lighter for a long time and he knew what it was like for the young witches to want to spread their wings and do things on their own. He had gone through this with Paige, but tonight they were on their own. And while he hated to leave them out to dry, Piper's temper had been tested enough for one evening.

"And, uh," Piper began again, causing Chris to roll his eyes. Would this never end!? "But what was it exactly that convinced you that you should take on all of this alone anyway?" She asked, staring pointedly at her youngest son, one that no matter what time he was from had a tendency to do things alone. "I mean mother nature, some demon with a grudge, you need to learn to know when to draw the line and ask for help! I know we're older now, but we're not old war horses yet!" She said, Paige - ever neurotic about her age - nodded along with her.

"But we're all fine," Prue defended, "none of us died," she said slowly.

"But you were injured," Piper snapped in the calmest voice she could manage at the moment as she looked at her son. "And what the hell possessed you to throw yourself in front of a dark lighter arrow?!"

"You would have preferred if I let it hit Melinda instead?!" Chris asked in a harsh tone, causing Piper to wince. He had seen his baby sister die before his eyes, he wasn't about to let it happen again - but he couldn't let them know that. He wasn't ready for that little tidbit to come out of the bag just yet - they would surely send him to a mental hospital. Bur he knew he had taken that to far when he saw his mother flinch at the statement.

"And we did get help!" Callie piped in, shrinking back when a glare was sent her way. "Well we did!" She insisted.

"Honey, they were dead!" Piper said simply, "obviously there is something wrong with the way they handle things, otherwise they wouldn't have been killed!" She stated, "and how the hell were we supposed to know all of this!?"

"We told Grams and Grandma," she said shrugging.

Taking a deep breath, Paige looked at Henry, "okay, now how in the name of dried toads did you end p in Oz?" She asked through clenched teeth - her blood was still boiling, but Piper was doing a good enough job at chewing them out. She would chew them out later. "A spell gone wrong? The Source? Demon?"

"Demon," Wyatt said, cracking his knuckles - a habit he developed as a teenager when his temper was getting out of control, one that he had grown out of. But it appeared as though the habit was back. "Apparently you vanquished him, the Source brought him back, made him send us to Oz, then he aimed at Melinda with a crossbow, which all resulted in Chris pushing her out of the way and getting shot." His eyebrows furrowed, "I just don't understand why he didn't shoot Chris in the first place," he admitted.

"Oh," Chris said sarcastically, "well thanks!"

"No, I agree with Wyatt on this one," Emily stated causing everyone to sigh - when didn't she agree with Wyatt when they weren't debating? "He had a grudge against you Chris," she frowned, and tilted her head and looked at Leo - she was getting him into this conversation. "Could it be possible that he went after Melinda because her death would cause him pain?"

Thinking this over, it took Leo several minutes before he nodded. "That could very well be," he agreed. "If he wanted revenge against Chris he would have wanted to cause him as much pain as possible." He frowned, "and you said he was vanquished by the Charmed Ones?" he asked, clarifying that issue.

Caleb nodded, "yeah he was some demon with the ability to make fantasy worlds or something," he said offhand, not noticing how that caught Paige, Piper and Leo's attention and they shared a look causing all those paying attention to frown. They were keeping something from them. "His name was… Bith? Lith? Hith?"

"Gith," Paige supplied, her voice squeaking slightly before she cleared her throat. Chris narrowed his eyes, oh yeah - they were definitely hiding something. Well aren't you? His conscience asked him, causing Chris to shake his head slightly - he did not need that kicking in at the moment.

"Yeah we had a run in with him," Piper said, her voice like ice. She remembered him, the demon that had nearly killed both of her sons. Wyatt because Leo wasn't around to heal him, and Chris before she even knew who he was - oh, she remembered him alright. She had been the one who sent his sad ass to the wasteland the first time. Shaking her head, she cleared her mind of those times. "That's it for now," she said letting the others breath out in relief. "You," she said pointing at Melinda, "bed!" She ordered, and then like a flash, Melinda ran to her brothers and gave them a hug, and then gave her mother and father a kiss before running up the stairs so fast people would have sworn that the devil himself was after her.

"Home," Paige said pointedly at her daughters who both dissolved in orbs as fast as they could. Then she sighed in relief, "and I assume you're free to go home," she said to Emily who smiled in victory, doing a victory dance in her seat while the others got up. "So that's it."

"Wait!" Emily cried, scrambling to get out of her seat. "One more thing," she said sweetly as she smiled at Chris. "I forgot about this," and before Chris cold say anything to her, she had a firm grip on his arm and in one sweeping movement she had her left side against his chest and she propelled him over her shoulder. "Never tease me like that again," she hissed, sending him a withering glare.

"Ouch," Chris groaned from where he was on the floor, laying on his back starring up at the ceiling. Hearing Wyatt laugh, he sent Wyatt a look when he saw the smirk on his brother's face. "WY!" He cried in exasperation, smiling when Henry offered him a hand and pulled him to his feet. "Thanks."

Turning on Wyatt, Emily walked over to him happily and sighed. "Now I feel better," she said, causing Wyatt to snort, "that's been building up all week. And the next thing Wyatt knew, Emily was smacking him upside the head, "that was for not preventing their bullying," another smack, "and that was for being an overprotective, worry-wart jerk!" She hissed.

"Emily!" Leo warned.

"One more," Emily said simply as she walked up to Caleb and kicked him in the shins, causing Caleb to yelp in response and jump on the spot rubbing his now sore leg as he hopped along.

"EM!" he whined, only to feel numbing pain in his jaw when Emily's fist collided with his jaw, sending him to the floor. Rubbing his jaw, he glared at Prue - who had been laughing through the whole ordeal - as she went into another fit of laughter. "That hurt!"

"Good," Emily retorted as she walked over to Wyatt and held out her hand, "that means we're even. Home?" She asked politely, batting her eyelashes at Wyatt causing him to shake his head as he gripped her hand, but before they left, Paige spoke.

"Hey Em," Paige said, causing Emily to tilt her head to look at Paige better. "Nice punch," she said simply, a grin lighting up her face as Caleb narrowed his eyes at her.

Emily shrugged, "Thanks, your son taught it to me," she said as she and Wyatt dissolved into white and blue orbs - quickly followed by Henry Jr who wanted to get away from Caleb who was advancing on him. Someone had had to teach the girl to punch, Henry only wished it wasn't coming back to haunt him at the moment. This, it appeared as though Emily had declared war on the men of the Warren line - that okay, he'd get her back.

Once he was back at his and Chris' apartment, Wyatt frowned when he walked into the kitchen and frowned when he saw his brother was sitting on the counter starring off into space again. "Chris," he said, his voice hitting close to a growl. He had to have a talk with his brother who was apparently the family's martyr. "Chris," seeing his brother wasn't listening to him, Wyatt walked up behind his brother and smacked him on the back of the head, not even grinning when Chris almost fell out of his seat.

"WY!"Chris whined as he rubbed the back of his head, "you could have destroyed some much needed brain cells then, Wyatt!" Chris snapped, frowning when he looked at his brother who had a frown on his face as he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. Sighing, Chris pinched the bridge of his nose, "what?"

"What the hell was that down there?" Wyatt demanded, his eyes narrowing when he saw Chris' confused expression. "You know what I mean Chris and don't deny it," Wyatt growled, "what the hell was with you trying to get yourself killed down there?" He demanded, he didn't want Melinda shot anymore that he wanted Chris shot, but that wasn't what was bothering him. His brother had almost died in his arms.

"I wasn't trying to get myself killed!" Chris snapped, seeing Wyatt raised an eyebrow Chris jumped uo from the counter and threw his hands up in frustration. "What?" He demanded, "you would have preferred if I had allowed Mel to get shot!? Because the last time I checked I pushed her out of the way of an arrow that could have very well killed her!"

"No!" Wyatt shouted, "But at least the poision wouldn't have killed her!" Wyatt pointed out, his voice hitting close to a yell. "With her it would have been an easy case of healing a stab wound, but you're part Elder. Those arrows can kill you Chris!" Seeing Chris roll his eyes and go to storm out, Wyatt gripped his arm and sighed. "I can't loose either of you Chris, my main job is to protect you Chris, you know that. Nothing means more to me, right?"

But before Chris could answer he felt himseld being dragged into another flashback - he didn't know what triggered them. Sometimes it was simply words, other times it was rheotorical questions - it was never the same thing.

Chris woke up with a small groan as he placed a hand to the back of the head where he felt as though he had been hit with a sledgehammer. His head was pulsing, God did they ever hear of Aspirin?! Feeling a pain in his shoulder, he felt his eyes travel down to his shoulder, and he guess he should be feeling pain there - considering he had been hit with an energy ball. Not an overly powerful one, but it hurt liked hell.

Chris slowly sitting up, he regretted it instantly as his shoulder exploded in pain. But Chris was confused as the flashback went through his mind - he didn't understand what was going on. But like the other, he guessed something would happen, and while he wouldn't understand it completely, he would have a vague idea of what was happening. All he had to do was wait - and he didn't have to wait long. "I see you're finally awake," a cold voice smirked from the shadows, one that Chris knew he had heard in another flashback.

Chris felt his body tense, but he didn't offer up any sarcasm or snappy retort - sparking his interest. Wow, someone had finally been able to keep him quiet, but Chris didn't know if he should be amazed he was keeping his mouth shut, or terrified because this person terrified him so much that he didn't make a peep. But at the same time, Chris could identify the defiant attitude in his body as he still didn't say anything - something Chris felt he wanted to do.

The man in the shadows stepped forward into the light and Chris was able to make out the height and build of the man, even the silhouette of curls, but that was as much as he could get. To get an identity of the man that had been haunting him since his birthday he would have to wait until he stepped out of the shadows - assuming he would.

"Is the great Christopher Halliwell actually speechless?" The voice asked - a mocking tone in his voice as his voice strained, a telltale to Chris that he was trying to hold in his temper. He didn't know how he knew all of this, he just knew that he knew. "I think I may have died of shock, tell me Chris," the voice said. "Are you giving me the silent treatment or are you throwing a tantrum?"

"Screw off!" Chris heard himself snarl, catching his attention. He wasn't used to hearing him direct that much hate towards someone with words before - okay, there had been this one guy at magic school, but he was a jerk. Hearing the man chuckle, Chris wasn't prepared for the next comment, one that sent his mind to a whole new level of confusion.

"Now, there's the Chris I know and love" the voice said, he said, his eyes drifting to the injury on Chris' shoulder. "I would have to do that if you'd stop fighting your destiny and join me," he said calmly.

Chris felt himself roll his eyes - at least that was still the same. "I can't do that," Chris replied, feeling even more confused when he heard the man sigh in was sounded like irritation, or was it sadness, or a combination of the three? Hearing a sigh come from his own mouth, Chris continued. "I can't be a part of this, I can't be evil, you know that!"

"There is no such thing as good or evil, Christopher. Only power," the man snapped, as Chris shook his head in disbelief. What had happened to him? "And the sooner you realise this, the easier things will be on you. I gave you the chance to join me, we're the most powerful beings this world has ever seen," the man said - causing Chris to mentally frown. If this man wanted power then why didn't he go after Wyatt? "We'd be the greatest power this ever seen!"

"What happened to you!?" Chris heard himself demand as he jumped to his feet, the him in the memory not even acknowledging the pain that shot through his body as he got to his feet. "Where did my big brother go!?" He asked, causing Chris' eyes go wide as the man came out of the shadows. Sure, it could be his brother - they had the same facial features, but there was something sinister about this Wyatt

"Chris." Wyatt sighed as he shook his head and pinched the top of his nose, why his brother had to be stubborn he would never understand. "I'm still here, I never left you," Wyatt stated as he met his brother's eyes - but looking into Wyatt's icy, cold blue eyes Chris was unable to see any of the brother he knew. "I've been here all along, you're the one that left."

"Because you started killing people who refused to bow down and kiss your Twice Blessed ass! And the others you enslaved, I can't and I wont be a part of that! Mom wouldn't want that for me, and I know she doesn't want it for you!" Chris shouted. "And I actually can't believe what I'm hearing, there was a time you would have never even wanted this!" There had been a time Wyatt had been the perfect brother who loved him and Mel unconditionally and looked out for them - to the point the could have been called a stalker.

"Chris you know what happened!" Wyatt snapped, not giving any more information on the subject - infuriating Chris. He was living through the moment, shouting and doing what the other Chris did as though it was him, but when they spoke cryptically like this, he was at a loss.

With that Wyatt snapped his fingers and a demon shimmered in, instantly kneeling before Wyatt and bowing his head. 'Yes my liege," he said, and if Chris had control over his body or the body in his flashback his mouth would have hit the ground. Wyatt, the Source of all Evil. Chris didn't know why, but he could have sworn he'd heard it before.

"Christopher needs some help understanding the ways of the world we live in," Wyatt said, his eyes never leaving his brother's face - who was starring back at him with defiance. "Teach him," Wyatt ordered as turned away, "you'll thank me someday Chris."knew his brother would do, this Wyatt just stayed there and didn't bother to heal his brother. "I hope you'll understand someday Chris." And with that, Wyatt Halliwell - Source of all Evil orbed out in black and blue orbs.

When Wyatt left the demon walked up to Chris and smirked, waving his hand and Chris was suddenly shackled to two metal poles as the demon walked behind him. Processing what he had just seen, Chris wasn't prepared for the snap of a whip before the whip collided with his back, leaving a cut as it left his back, only to snap back in a different -

After several hours, Chris fell to the floor as his shackles were undone and he laid there - motionless in a heap as the cell door creaked and Wyatt walked in, crouching beside his brother. But unlike what Chris knew his brother would do, this Wyatt just stayed there and didn't bother to heal his brother. "I hope you'll understand someday Chris." And with that, Wyatt Halliwell - Source of all Evil orbed out in black and blue orbs.

With the flashback ending, Chris looked at his brother with hard eyes. "I use to know that," he snarled, shrugging off his brother's hand. And before Wyatt could ask him what he meant, Chris orbed out, leaving behind a speechless Wyatt who starred at where his brother had just stood. Once his mind started up again, Wyatt quickly sensed for his brother- but he couldn't locate him. Chris didn't want to be found - he was blocking his brother.

-FIN-

With Special Appearances By :

Piper Halliwell ... Holly Marie Combs
Leo Wyatt ... Brian Krause
Paige Matthews ... Rose McGowan
Sandra ... Elizabeth Dennehy
Penny "Grams" Halliwell ... Jennifer Rhodes
Patty Halliwell ... Finola Hughes
The Source ... Misha Collins

-Watch Out For The Next Episode : 1x03 : No Rest For The Witches-

Author's Note: There you go, there's the end of this story. The next one will be posted in a few days. But I warn you, it isn't a happy story. Well some of it is, but as it gets into the story there is angst. A lot of angst. Hell, I cried writing a few scenes. Yeah, so you have been warned. Please tune in though, I know you all love your angst. And it's not all sad, but some of it is. But there will be some humor ... and drama ... so, can't wait to here from you again! Please review.