Inside Is What Counts

He he, back and yes I am probably going to someplace worse then “the special hell” as Shepard Book calls it. I will take Mal there too but only is Simon come along for the ride.

I am sorry about the wait but I have been having problem s with the writer’s block not allowing any of my current stories though but wanting to let one that I refuse to start until at lease two of my current stories are finished.

My gremlins are currently feed, happy and tucked into bed for the day. They will be getting me up later to write but that know that I need sleep now after so many tests in the past two weeks.

Well here is the next chapter
Hope you like it.

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Leo paced back and forth in the attic. Once again they were trying to find Chris. All he hoped was that it wouldn’t be pain that helped him find his youngest son. Piper was willing to acknowledge that Chris would probably be destroyed by evil. That Chris would fade and leave only a shell of a demon in its place. But she wasn’t willing to stop it. She feared what would happen to him if she did. She feared he would lose what little protection he had against those who would harm him.

Phoebe was currently trying to locate Chris with some of his blood that was left over form where his wing broke. Clenching her teeth she tied her hardest not to let Leo’s pacing interrupt her concentration “Leo, stop it.”

“I can’t Phoebe. I want to...just to protect and I can’t!” Leo kicked the bookshelf. The top knickknacks rattled but gave no move to fall. Leo almost wished they would fall and break like he has.

“Okay that’s it. You are going to go downstairs and take a shower, change your clothes and get a fresh start on this.”

“Huh?”

“It always works for me. So you go get refreshed and I will take care of this problem while you are gone. Deal?”

Looking at her face Leo knew it was useless to argue with her. Anyways a shower would probably be good for him and a fresh start sounded divine. “Deal. Thanks Phoebe.”

“No prob.” Phoebe smailed sadly as Leo walked to the door and tried o come up with more ways to find Chris. The little half angel was clearly blocking them somehow or was shielded by something.

Heading back to the Phoebe groaned to herself then suddenly brightened up. Chris was blocking her but maybe, just maybe if she could find Piper, who was Chris’ blood, she might be able to find Chris.

Flipping trough the book once more Phoebe saw what she was looking for, Piper’s name.

“Piper born Augest 7, 1973, is the daughter of a very strong witch and a demon. She should not be taken lightly. Even if she appears to want to change her ways. She is among the most deadly of demons because she chose evil. Not even Patty could turn her away from it.”

Phoebe blinked. Patty, their mother had tried to help Piper? Wait Piper was a bit older then her but younger then Prue. That didn’t sound right for a demon as feared but the book as Piper. Rereading the information again Phebe didn’t notice she had a guest.

“You look really confused.” Phoebe startled and looked up at the attractive brunet standing in the attic. She was dressed in a simple white blouse and black jeans, even her shoes were matching.

“Um who are you?”

Shaking her head in annoyance Piper closed her eyes and re-opened them. “Take a guess.” Wit a minute and watching Phoebe’s confused look with some mirth. “Hey I’ll give you a hint. Look at the name on that page.”

Phoebe immediately grabbed the potion bottle from her pocket and went to throw it. “Hey, hey not hear to fight.” Holding up her hands Piper backed up from the witch.

“Then why are you here?” Phoebe didn’t lower the bottle. For all she knew it was a trick and the book said that Piper liked tricks.

Lowering her hands to her side but making no attempt to reach for anything hidden on her Piper continued. “I’m here to talk to you about leaving my son alone.”

“What”

“My son, Chris. You’ve met him. I don’t want him hanging around people like you. So I came here to be reasonable and I figure we could talk about this.”

Phoebe couldn’t believe this demon just expected to talk her into not helping Chris. “You’re a demon and you can be reasonable?”

Smiling, “Nah, I’m just fucking with you.” Tossing her arm out Piper blew the pedestal up that held the book. Phoebe flew backwards losing the potion and consensus as the wooden shards rained down on her. “Well that was easy.” Walking over Piper tossed the book from Phoebe and summoned a knife to her hand.

“Athamey!”

Looking up, the demon saw the youngest holding her knife. “What’ch ya gonna do now?” Reaching down she grabbed the body and shimmered to the underworld.

Losing her smug smirk “Oh that.”

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Forming in the underworld Piper quick cuffed the young witch to a heavy chair and summoned Chris. He looked grouchy when he formed.

“You okay?”

“Yah, fine. What do you need?” A look form her made him lower his eyes. He didn’t want to take it out on his mom. He really didn’t but his ear, and his shoulder and god just about every part of him hurt. “Sorry, been arguing with Wyatt.”

Relaxing Pierp smiled gently at her youngest. “It’s okay honey I just need you to keep an eye on her. No killing.”

“Why can’t Wyatt.” Piper could hear a whine in his voice that he had grown out of years ago return. He really was grouchy.

“Cuz, I want her alive and unharmed and he’ll want to have fun torturing her. I have to go get something and then I will be back. If need be you can gage her but I want her alive and as unhurt as possible. Okay sweetie?”

“Okay mom.” Still looking down Chris flopped onto another chair. Shaking her head and running a hand through her son’s hair she got a yelp from him. “My ear’s hurt. Wyatt bit me.”

“Well bite him back next time. Chris if you want him to stop doing the biting then show him how much it hurts.”

Looking up with board and sarcastic eyes Chris took in his mother’s face. “He’d probably enjoy it.”

“Yah but then he’d be bleeding too not just you. So I got to go. Put some of the green ointment on that ear and anywhere else that was bitten. It will at least keep out infection.” Chris smiled a bit at her concern. She was still acting motherly to him when he needed her to. With a quick kiss on his forehead she shimmered out.

Going over to the cabinet that held the ointment and grabbing it he noticed the smelling salts. Well at least he could wake the witch up and have someone to talk to. Maybe she could be turned into a warlock. Then she wouldn’t have to be killed. Quickly slaving the ointment over his shoulder and ear Chris replaced the container into the cabinet and snatched up the smelling salts.

Phoebe came too with a pounding head. “Who?”

“Chris.”

Lifting her head she saw he was back in his customary leather and wings. “So did you kidnap me Chris?” Smiling slightly to soften the words Phoebe wondered if maybe he had done it just to talk. She could hope. Chris wasn’t blocking her so she could feel that he didn’t mean her harm.

“No my mom did. And before you ask no I do not know why.”

Scowling, “Mind reader.”

Shaking his head slightly with a laugh. “No just a very predictable question.”

As his head turned to look out the caveren door to make sure no one was watching Phoebe saw dried blood on Chris neck going down to his shoulder. She could see where it looked as if a dog or peopbely some thing bigger had tried to take a chunk out of him. “Your hurt, I can see blood on your neck.” Reaching down Chris whipped the blood that had fallen from his ear. Phoebe noted again that it was dark crimson, just like human blood. Quickly switching tactics Phoebe hoped he was going to be alright. “Say Chris I actually saw some stuff on your family in the book. It said that your grandmother was a witch. You wouldn’t know her name would you?”

“If I did you wouldn’t find it out from me.” Huffing Chris sank back into his chair. Maybe he had made a mistake of waking her up. All she wanted to do was vanquish him. And the rest of his family on top of that. Phoebe noted his mood change. He was at a teenage stage and unfortunately for her he wasn’t at that defy his parents stage.

“Chris, I want to help you. We all do. If you un-cuff me and we make it to the surface we can. Leo is going crazy worrying for you.”

“Why, he broke my wing.” Chris slouched even further in the chair remembering the broken tissue and bone. How much it hurt and then when the witch tried to hold him down it had hurt even more.

“He didn’t mean to. He was trying to get to you to heal it. He was really pissed at Prue for letting you go.” Phoebe let her eyes travel over Chris’ form. He was near tears from remembering that his father hurt him. Worse to Phoebe was that he was hurt right now and clearly no one took care of him. “Chris if we get to the surface then Leo can heal you.”

“If I do that my mom will kill me.” She stared right into her eyes and Phoebe didn’t doubt for a second that Piper would. They were demons. Piper kept Chris safe because he could help her. If he helps Phoebe the Piper would see him as a liability.

Deciding that she would have to wait for help then Phoebe put another plan into action. “Okay how about you tell me more about your self then.” Off of Chris’ confused look she added “Hey not going anywhere. Come on what type of shows do you like to watch?”

Relaxing a bit Chris didn’t think it would hurt to have a friendly conversation with her.

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Wyatt pouted in his room. Here he was having a nice headache inducing argument with Chris about healing his injuries if he ever wanted sex again and then their mother called Chris. And to add insult to injury Chris went without even saying bye to Wyatt. Not even a peck on the cheek. Wyatt huffed in anger. Chris didn’t understand. The marks were for his own good. And to let him remember Wyatt when the Source had him. Wyatt held no fantasies that he would be allowed to see Chris once he went into the final servitude of the Source.

Closing his eyes Wyatt snarled. He needed more power. He needed to kill the source and take it. Hearing his mother call to him from the surface he quickly shimmered to an alleyway near her and changed his appearance. Stepping out he saw her sitting in a café waiting for him. Upon entering he could feel all the women’s eyes turn to him. He knew he was a god compared to most of the mortals in looks alone. Hell he could even fell many of the men’s eyes on him.

Sitting across from his mother he sighed in annoyance. First she called Chris away from him and now she didn’t have the decency to act like she putting him out for anything. “Stop pouting I have a great idea.”

“And what would that be mother?” Piper simply smiled at his tone and waved the waiter over. Upon arriving she ordered them some drinks and turned back to her son.

“I have a way of getting rid of the Source and putting you in his place.” Wyatt relaxed and smiled at his mother. He did love it when he heard confidence in her voice.

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Prue and Paige we going over every inch of the entry with Piper’s name on it. After questioning Cole and coming up with nothing more then a promise to go check out what few sources he had for information. They had started to go insane with it. They were feeling very luck that Piper hadn’t blown the book up with the pedestal and that Phoebe book marked the page she was looking at. “Okay maybe we’re looking at this wrong.” Prue looked over at her youngest sister. “I mean we’re looking in the books for information on her and the boys but we haven’t asked Leo.”

“Leo would tell us if there was any information he thought we needed.” Prue didn’t want to bother Leo with this. He was feeling guilty enough for leaving Phoebe alone up here when it happened.

“But maybe he know stuff but he feels guilty because he doesn’t really want to hurt Wyatt or Piper. I mean he did fall hard for her from the way it sounds and Wyatt is his son.”

Prue could feel a headache coming on. She didn’t want to think of that monster as Leo’s son but he was. “So what should we do?”

“We should ask the other source mentioned in the book.” Paige was quite proud of what she had realized

“Other sources? Like…”

“Like Grams or Mom. They faced Piper and tried to turn her. So the way I see it is that they have got to know something about her.”

“Okay sounds like a plan.” Prue had to smile at her youngest sister. Sometimes she really did amaze her.

A few minutes later Patty herself had much to their surprise, answered their call. “So you’ve face off with Wyatt and Piper. I’m sorry girl there isn’t much help I can be. Piper, she chose to ignore her human heart and follow her father. I tried to convince her their was a better way but just ended up getting a bunch of people killed when she got out of the crystal cage I held her in.”

“Okay but who is this witch that was her mother? Maybe she can help us.”

“Prue,” Patty hated telling. She just hated knowing that her blood could be like that. “I am that witch.” Patty looked at the faces of her shocked girls. “I fell in love and it turned out that he was a demon. He pulled the same trick that Piper pulls. He claimed to want a child of his to grow up knowing good and love so that part of him could live on without becoming evil and getting killed. He was very convincing. And then when Piper was born he stole her.” Patty finished quickly gulping back the tears before they formed. Her Piper was dead. She was a little baby that died when her demonic father took her.

“But, wait that’s why our powers don’t work on Chris. He’s our nephew so…so he’s, he’s only one quarter demon.”

“He would be. He’s more whitelighter then anything. When Wyatt killed for the first time his witch blood turned warlock and he never tried to turn back. All of his powers are now focused through evil.”

Confused Paige added. “Chris said that Wyatt heals him.”

“It is possible that if Wyatt felt enough love for his brother that he could activate his healing but it would be constricted to only those who he felt intense love for.”

“Well form what we hear he fells a lot of love for Chris and not much of it’s healthy.” Prue suppressed a shudder remembering what Leo had told her about how Chris was treated down there.

A bit of hope sprang to their dead mother’s eyes. “So you girls this you can at least save Chris and Phoebe?”

“Yah we hope.”

“Just remember, Piper maybe your half sister but she walked away from good. She chose her path and” swallowing the lump ion her throat again “ and she must be stopped.”

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Finishing their drinks Wyatt and Piper exited and shimmered back to their lair. Piper rolled her eyes at the sound of Chris laughing at a joke Phoebe had told him while Wyatt growled.

Stomping over to Chris, Wyatt grabbed him by the collar of his vest and yanked him in the air. “Chris, brother, why are you laughing WITH THE ENEMY?!?!”

“Wyatt honey let him down. He was just entertaining himself. I left him here with her cuz he would rather talk with a prisoner then torture one.” Tossing Chris back onto his chair he noticed his ear was still marked and smirked at the sight. Chris quickly brushed some hair to hide it.

Piper turned from the jealous lover’s scene to her captive. “So Phoebe, how ya doing?”

“Oh fine kidnapped. You?” Reaching over Piper undid the cuffs.

Smiling a bit Piper had to like her wit. “Okay he’s the deal. We want to kill the source and you are going to help us.” Chris looked up confused at his mother. Did she really just say that? “Chris honey be quiet and listen I know you’ve got as many questions as she does so how about I just sum it up for both of you?” Turing from her son to her sister. “Okay, the Source wants you dead much more then we do. We need the power of three to vanquish him. After that we can try to kill each other.”

“Why should I?”

“Cuz, once the Source is gone the Underworld will have to take some time getting used to it’s new Source and bingo you guys up there get a break from us trying to kill you.”

Narrowing her eyes she coolly regarded the demon “You mean get used to Wyatt ruling?”

Piper’s smile widened. “All we all need to do is for you and your sisters to come up with a spell and me and Wyatt can hold the bodyguards off. Chris can teleport you in and out.”

“Why should I trust you not to kill us once the Source is gone?” Phoebe hated to say it but that plan might work.

“Cuz, I would never hurt Chris and he’ll be with you and the Charmed Ones. That should be insurance enough. Now, Chris will take you back to the surface.” Chris got up form his chair and moved around Wyatt noticing his possessive glare at him. Wyatt was not pleased that Chris had found a new friend.

Shimmering Phoebe back to the main floor of the manner she grabbed his hand before he shimmered out. “Wait, have Leo heal you.” Relaxing Chris waited for her to call the Whitelighter. “Leo Chris needs healing.” Immediately they both heard feet pounding down the stair as Leo barely out ran Paige and Prue’s race to make sure their sister was alright.

Leo looked his son over and immediately started to heal the bite marks noting that none had been properly taken care of. “Chris it’s good you escaped. And that you were able to free Phoebe while doing it. You’ll be okay. I’ve healed you. We should be able to keep you safe from Wyatt.”

“How about I leave you all alone so she can fill you in and I’ll comeback later.”

“What, fill us in on what. No Chris you are staying here where you’re safe.” Leo grabbed on to his son’s arm. Leo could feel the delicate bones that made up his youngest and nearly wept. Chris seemed so small and underfed compare to Wyatt’s and even Leo’s more muscular build.

“I’ll be fine. Let go.” Chris started to squirm in his father’s grip.

“Chris, please stay here. No one will hurt you here.” Leo looked into his son’s green eyes pleading with him. He had to keep this one safe.

“Leo, Chris needs to go so they can get their plan into action. And we have work to do.”

Prue turned to her sister wondering when Cole would be back and if knew if Piper would have had something possess her younger sister. “What type of work?”

“We need to come up with a spell to vanquish the Source. Piper let me go. She just wanted to talk.”

Rolling her eyes Pure couldn’t keep that tone out of her voice. “Geez is that all. Just a spell to vanquish oh the most powerful force of evil that is known.” Prue couldn’t believe her sister. She was wanting to help these demons kill off their boss.

“You mean you don’t have the spell yet?” All eyes turned to Chris. “But in my vision…” Chris trailed off was Prue’s eyes lit up and Phoebe’s widened in shock.

“You have visions too. Wow, how they hell did you get all those powers?”

“We can explain that later Phoebe.” Taking Charge Prue turned to Chris. “Okay what is the spell you saw?”

Chris shifted from foot to foot. Prue waited patiently. Chris was her nephew and her innocent in this. Finally he seemed to decide that they needed to know. “It calls upon the Haliwell line. All your ancestors.”

“You know anymore about the spell?”

“No that was all I could hear.”

“Well it’s actually a really great start. How about you stay and help up with it.” Paige beamed at the angel. Leo seemed to be overjoyed at suggestion, even though he had yet to release Chris’ arm.

“I should get back. Their expecting me back right away.” Chris looked nervously form each of their faces. They really were starting to creep him out and make him uncomfortable. Finally he blurted out. “I’m going home.”

Leo reluctantly let go of his arm. He knew he couldn’t make Chris stay if he really wanted to go and from the sounds of it they would need to get ready for a big fight.

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Shimmering back to the Underworld he was greeted by his brother grabbing him by the hair and slamming him face fist down onto his bed. “What happened?” As quickly as the hand had grabbed him it released his hair and flipped him over to stare at Wyatt’s menacing blue eyes.

“I took the witch back like I was told.” Chris tried to get up but Wyatt quickly used his weight to hold down the smaller man. “Get off.”

“No.” Wyatt shoved Chris’ hair back form his ear noting with hate that his mark was gone. “Why did you let the whightlighter touch you?”

Chris had gone from surprised to mad in a flash. “Maybe because he wanted to heal me. Unlike some pompous ass that gave me those injures.”

“Those injures were for you benefit. I will put them back and you will not get them healed off of you. Do you understand?”

“No and no. Get off of me. You are not getting anything form me so go stock up on hand lotion.” Something inside Wyatt broke. He wanted to mark Chris and he would. He would become the source and keep Chris forever.

Chris noticed the change in his brother and started to struggle more. This wasn’t the brother who he usually played with. This was his brother’s demonic side fully coming to take the reins and Chris was petrified that it was aimed at him.

Using one of his hands Wyatt held down Chris by the throat while slashing through his clothes with the other. Wyatt wanted to feel Chris against him. He needed to fell Chris all around him and he wasn’t going to give his spoiled brother a chance to protest.

Wyatt’s talons left ribbons of blood down Chris’ chest and thighs as he ripped off the skin tight leather. Leaning down Wyatt began to lap up the blood as Chris hissed form the pain.

Still struggling Chris swung his fist down and connected with Wyatt’s head. Growling Wyatt quickly grabbed both of his bother’s wrists and squeezed until he heard the bones grinding.

“I am going to mark you Chris. Be still and it will hurt less.”

“No!” Still holding the writs Wyatt manoeuvred the smaller body until he could easily reach the fey-ish ear. Unfortunately Chris kept moving his head so Wyatt couldn’t get a hold of it.

Releasing one of the writs Wyatt slapped Chris across the face. Turning is attention back to the ear Wyatt didn’t notice the free hand charge up and energy ball and slammed it into Wyatt’s shoulder.

Quickly Chris sprang up to escape. Wyatt growled form his spot on the floor where he had been knocked and grabbed at Chris’ ankle. Tripping his brother Wyatt pulled Chris across the floor to him while grabbing the other leg as it tried to kick him in the face.

As Wyatt pulled his brother’s body closer he saw that change of his eyes signally the inner sight that Chris possessed. Wyatt knew that as soon as Chris fished making the transition from normal to fast forward mode he was gonner. Quickly sinking his talons into Chris’ leg Wyatt smiled as Chris’ eyes closed from the pain and he lost the second sight.

Wyatt fished pulling Chris so he was underneath him. Wyatt kept Chris facing down as he made short work of his own clothes. Gathering up some of the blood coming off his shaking brother’s leg Wyatt slicked himself up and pushed himself into his brother’s unprepared entrance.

Chris screamed as Wyatt rammed himself all the way in. Wyatt moved his hands to hold Chris arms in one about his head and hold Chris hip in place with the other. “If you hadn’t gotten healed you would still be prepared from earlier. Hell, you would be enjoying this right now.” Wyatt’s only answer was the sob from his little brother’s throat. The shaking continued with the struggling and Wyatt had to smile. His brother would fight until broken. And Wyatt was going to enjoy the breaking.

Lifting his hips Wyatt pulled out and angled himself to hit Chris’ sweet spot on the thrust back in. Wyatt was going to make Chris moan for him.

Chris felt the pleasure vaguely though the pain filled haze. He had told his brother no and to stop but Wyatt wanted to and so he didn’t. Chris wanted to get away before he was marked again but knew deep down it was futile. If he stopped struggling the Wyatt would heal him enough that he could enjoy at least part of it and be able to bear the rest.

With sob that almost broke Wyatt’s black heart Chris stopped struggling. Smiling Wyatt nipped his neck gently and moved his hand from Chris hip to where they joined. Sending some healing trough Wyatt felt Chris relax but could still hear him crying. Deciding that there was nothing he could do about the tears now he started his pace again.

Wyatt smiled again as Chris moved his legs to get up onto his knees. Chris would be more comfortable without his dick being grounded into the stone floor. Wyatt released his hands and helped him. Once Chris was on his knees Wyatt ran his hands down Chris’ back draping himself over his reluctant lover. The muscles were well defined but still on the small side. At this position all Wyatt ha to do was rock his hips back and forth to get the friction he wanted.

Chris rested his head in his arms staring at the ground as he felt his brother move inside of him. He still felt every slight pull and push against his over sensitive inner walls and tried to hold back the moans as Wyatt randomly switch between rubbing against his spot and slamming full force into it. He hid his tears behind the veil of his hair as Wyatt took him.

He felt Wyatt pull him up against him sitting up. Wyatt started to pull out more and slam in harder singling that he was getting closer. Quickly Wyatt pulled Chris head back against his shoulder and mover the offending hair out of the way. Biting down on the delicate ear cause Chris to tense his whole body and cried out. Felling the pressure against his dick Wyatt came with the taste of Chris is his mouth.

Releasing Chris, Wyatt stood on his knees panting enjoying the heat radiating off his demonic form. All the while Chris curled into a ball shaking trying to forget the nightmare he was in but knowing it was real.

TBC

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