Date: Fri, 4 Jan 2008 19:57:48 -0800
From: blade77706555@gmail.com
Subject: the next charmed line chp 27

All rights to the Halliwells and Charmed go to The WB and Aaron Spelling
and Brad Kern. This is a spin-off of the original tv show and i have no
control of what actually happens in there lives. If it is illegal for you
to be reading this story obviously stop reading it. This is a story
involving sex between more than one male.

This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true
sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about
their private lives.

Fine I'll continue, but only if you guys keep sending feedback. So a
warning about this chapter. This was asked for by someone so, I decided to
make a chapter out of it.  Really it shouldn't count as a chapter, it
should just have Alternate Universe number two on it, but I decided to make
a chapter out of it.  It has evil Wyatt again, and I advise you if you
couldn't take the last one than you shouldn't read this one. Though to tell
you something else, if you haven't read 'Alternate Universe' then there
will be somethings that you might be confused on, so maybe you should go
read it before reading this one. This chapter has a lot more violence and
other things in it, and trust me it gets real crazy. So this is my final
warning, and I'm sorry I'm taking a break from the whole thing with Patty,
but we'll get back to her turning evil after this alright.



I was in the kitchen cooking breakfast since Wyatt told me that he would
get the kids ready, and for me not to worry. This seemed so much
easier. Now that Wyatt and I are back together I don't have to do this all
by myself, and I'm sure he feels the same way. Its been two months since
the whole thing, and things have changed a lot. Wyatt and I aren't arguing
that much, but we still do have arguments here and there, but they're not
as big as they use to be, but all couples argue so I can't get mad about
that. Wyatt has even started helping me discipline the kids when needed. It
seems as though Wyatt is a changed man except for being possessive. Wyatt
is always going to be that way. He still gets angry if any guy even looks
at me in a sexual way. I saw that when I told him about the conversation
between me and John. Wyatt just about blew up the whole house, until I told
him that John was married with kids. That was the only thing that calmed
him down. I just hope that the guy, since they take after Wyatt, aren't
that possessive. I'd feel sorry for their wives or husbands or whoever they
decided to marry.

The kids have been fine though. They're still getting in trouble and making
honor roll, but then again who can blame them. Now due to my empath power,
I'm starting to get a little jealous vibe from Prue like she said happened
in the future. Just about from the time Patty was born till now, I really
haven't been able to set her down. It wasn't because I didn't want to, it
was because every time I did, she would cry her eyes out and then demons
would shimmer in which I found a little odd, but that only made me be more
cautious of her. That only made Prue a bit more jealous of Patty. I just
hope Patty doesn't turn evil.

Right now though I hope she's acting good for Wyatt while he gives her a
bath. I'm sure she is since Wyatt hasn't called me up, and said that she's
going crazy. I swear I thought five or four was bad enough, but now we got
six within just the past year. Rolland was okay though, but Patty was just
trouble. Part of me doesn't want her to get older, because then she'll be
going to school and she won't be at home, but oh well.

I had just set up the table with everything right as half of the kids came
running down. It was mostly all of the boys, but Patience was with
them. Now all that's left is Prue and Patty, who are probably still in the
bath tub with Wyatt giving him a hard time.

"Good morning," I greeted all of them. All of them didn't even hear
me. They were too busy fighting over the pancakes like vultures. I sure
hope they leave some for Prue, since Patty can't eat any solids, because
she's only two months old. "Guys, I said good morning," I repeated.

The stopped fighting for a moment and looked at me long enough to only say,
"hi mom," right before they went back to fighting. Kids, gotta love
them. Especially since they keep fighting all the time and make your life
miserable. Wyatt and I would usually break them up, but seeing as its just
over food and there's enough for all of them, I'm sure they will realize
how dumb they're being fighting over it.

Once they were done fighting and they each had all they wanted on their
plates, I smiled at them. "So how's school been for you guys," I asked
trying to make conversation with them.

"Fine," Patience said.

"Okay," Robert said.

"Fun," Rolland said.

"It sucks," Ryan said being the last one down the line. "My teacher is so
boring and I hate her," Ryan complained. That's one thing that he was good
at. He always complained about how much he hated school. I swear if I had a
dollar for every time Ryan said about much he didn't like school, I'd be
one rich guy. Maybe I'd just kick Wyatt out and live on my own. Just
kidding, I would never do that. I love Wyatt too much to ever live without
him.

"Yeah," I said taking a seat next to him. "And you know what, speaking of
teacher Ryan, yours called me last night," I pointed out to him. He knew he
was in big trouble right now. Here comes the big lecture for him, even
though it doesn't seem to do much, because I know he'll be trying to pull
another little stunt next week that will get him in more trouble. "She said
something about how you decided that you would talk all during class and
then she caught you red handed cheating on a test?"

Ryan sat there for a moment and tried to think of a good excuse for this
one. He was usually pretty good at that to tell the truth, so he couldn't
let himself down this time. His siblings would lose all respect for
him. "She was boring and she never taught us anything," he stated. "And I
wasn't the only in the class who cheated," he said. "Everyone else
cheated."

"I don't care about what everyone else did," I said back. "I only care
about what you and and thats it, and from what you're telling me its true."
I didn't expect Ryan to lie to me though. He was honest for the most
part. "I'm sorry Ryan, but you're grounded for a week, and next time you do
something like that, it'll be a month." I got up and tended back to the
stove.

"Ugh, I hate you," Ryan said.

I just chuckled. Kids just love to throw temper tantrums when they're
angry. "Well it wouldn't be the first time you've said that, and I'm sure
it won't be the last," I stated.

Just about every time him or the other kids would get grounded they would
tell me and Wyatt that they hated us. At first it hurt, but then we
remembered when we were kids and when we use to say that to get under our
parents skin. We never really meant it, but if it could help get us
ungrounded then we would do it. I don't know how many time's I've heard
those three words, but I'm use to it by now. I'm sure I'll be hearing it
from Patty soon, when she is able to talk. Luckily that won't be for
another few months.

I was so busy at the stove that I didn't even notice Wyatt come in with
Patty on his arms. He saw that I must have just had an argument with Ryan,
by the look on Ryan's face. He was frowning like he just got grounded,
which made Wyatt chuckle at the way he was pouting. Slowly and quietly he
set Patty in her chair. Not too long after, did Prue come right behind him
and sit in her chair. This was the quietest the kids have ever been at
breakfast time.

Wyatt slowly tip toed up behind me and grabbed me at my waist. "Have I told
you lately how much I love you," he purred into my ear lustfully. He had
already felt how it was to be without me and now he knows how precious I am
to him so he says that just about every chance he gets.

"Only about a million times," I said back. I tried to break free of Wyatt's
grip, but he had his arms wrapped around my waist tightly, and it would
have taken the jaws of life to pry him off. I started to feel his hard on
against my backside and knew exactly what he wanted. "Come on Wyatt, you
know we can't do this right now," I said. "The kids are right there and
plus you have to go to work in a few minutes," I stated.

He just sighed saying, "I know." That still didn't stop him. He slowly
began sucking on my neck, making sure to leave a mark, only stopping
because I pulled away. "Aw come on can we just go do a little quickie
before I have to go," he begged.

"Mom, what's a quickie," Prue asked.

I turned around and frowned at Wyatt for saying that term. He should know
not to say those things to our daughter. Last week she was asking what a
blow job was and then the week before she was asking about what sex
was. Then I don't know when it was but sometime she was asking what cum
was, and every last one of those things, she got from Wyatt, which
sometimes I wonder if he knew how to keep his mouth shut at inappropriate
things towards our kids. When Wyatt saw me frown he gave me the sweetest
little innocent smile, knowing I couldn't resist and he was off the hook
once again.

"It's nothing sweetie," I said back to her. "Wyatt come on its time for you
to get going, but I promise, I'll make it up to you later on tonight okay,"
I told him. Which hopefully nothing happened since for the past few nights,
demons have just loved to come attacking at the manor, but I don't know
what for, I mean Patty is already born so it will be pretty hard to turn
her now.

"Fine," Wyatt gave in. "But tonight its on," he said letting me out of his
grasp. "Come on kids, time to go to school," he said. They all began to
walk out the door, but not before I was able to say bye to them.

The hard thing was I had picked up Patty and had her in one arm, and was
waiting by the door to say bye to each of them. "Be good kids," I pleaded
with them. Maybe they'll listen this time. I gave each of them a hug and a
kiss before they left. Wyatt was the last one out. "Do I have to tell you
to be good also," I taunted my husband and father of my kids.

Wyatt shrugged his shoulders. "Depends, what's my punishment if I don't be
good," Wyatt smirked. I punched him in the shoulders, causing him to
chuckle. The kids didn't know what he meant, but I sure did. "See you later
baby," Wyatt said kissing me on the lips, and then again, and again, and
again. It felt like he had given me a thousand kisses. "Be good for your
mommy, Patty, and Chris call me if anything happens and I'll be home in no
time" Wyatt said kissing his now youngest on the forehead. "Bye Chris, and
remember, we have our little deal for tonight," he reminded me. "So be
ready," he warned as he got into the car with our five kids. Wyatt decided
to be a better father and start driving the kids to school. I waved them
all a good bye, before I closed the door, happy to have the family that I
have.

Patty started crying once I closed the door. I don't know if it was because
of the sound or because her father, brothers, and sister had just left, but
whatever it is I have to quiet her down before a bunch of demons shimmer in
and that's the last thing I want right now, since I'm alone and I have my
daughter who's only two months with me and I don't want anything to happen
to her.

After listening to her cry for about two minutes, I figured that she was
hungry. This girl eats just about every hour. I guess part of her does take
after Wyatt, since Wyatt does work out a lot and has a high metabolism. I
swear he could eat the whole pantry in one day and not gain a pound. Then
again, that's what his work outs are probably for. Patty on the other hand
doesn't do nothing, but sit around like all babies do, so I don't know why
she is hungry so much, but she's got to stop this wanting to eat a lot or
else she's going to get so big I might have to grease the doorway to get
her through.

I sat down in a chair and slowly began feeding her. I still had to do the
stupid breast feeding method. I told Wyatt that I was only doing it till
she was three months and then she's getting a bottle. No buts, ands, or ifs
about it. I didn't like doing it this way, but Wyatt begged me to, and I
know that he only wants to do what is best for the kids.

As soon as Patty was done eating she went right back to sleep. I took this
opportunity to orb her crib into the room, and set her there for a few
minutes while I packed her baby bag. Today I was suppose to see Ava to
check on Patty to make sure that she's health and to see if there was some
little reason that demons are after her when she cries. As soon as I was
done packing her bags, I picked her right back up and orbed out.
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The wait was really bad. There was a real long line of witches with kids
waiting to see Ava. I guess over the years she must have gotten real
popular with kids I guess. I actually started to feel a little
uncomfortable in the room, because all the witches were looking at me and
Patty, talking about how I'm a Charmed One and my daughter is the daughter
of the twice blessed. I just ignored them all and pretended to look at a
magazine. Being a Charmed one isn't all that its up to be. You might be
feared by demons, but you're admired by other witches like a movie star.

The door opened with one of Ava's helpers who was calling in the patients
one by one. "Christopher Evans-Halliwell and Patrica Piper Halliwell," she
read off the papers.

"That's me!" I raised my hand. I grabbed Patty's carriage that she was
laying in and her bag, and quickly ran into the room, happy that all those
faces would be off of me, because if they all stared at me for another
second, I was gonna send them each flying back home, just to show them what
a Charmed One could do if you made them angry. I followed the woman back to
a room that I can say I've been in plenty of times before, because of my
kids and being pregnant.

"Wait here," she said. "Mrs. Ava will be right with you," she
informed. "Can I get you anything before I leave," she asked.

I'm pretty sure she never asked that to any other patients. It's because
I'm a Charmed one that she thinks I should get special treatment. I just
wish that they would quit treating me like I'm special. Could they just see
that I'm just an ordinary witch trying to bring their baby in for a check
up. That's all I'm asking, but they don't seem to care.

"Okay," she said. "If you need anything just call for me or you could throw
something if you don't get my attention, but I'll be in the hallway," she
told me. I nodded and she left. I know it might be mean to say that, but
I'm happy that she's gone. If one more person comes in a treats me special
just because I'm a Charmed One, they're getting fried.

I waited for what seems like forever. I don't know what about today that
just everyone had to come visit the doctor's office. I'm sure there's more
than one witch doctor around. I come here because Piper, Paige, and Phoebe
all recommended it. They said that it would be wise to come here, since Ava
is a good friend of theirs and she does good work, because she's a gypsy
and she works as a hospital doctor, so she knows a lot that can help me.

The door finally opened and in came Ava. "Hello Mr. Halliwell," she
smiled. "Sorry it took me so long, but its been real hectic, ever since
everyone found out that the 'Charmed Ones' have me as their doctor. Now
because of you my doctor's office is always busy," she explained. So that's
what triggered it. If Ava wasn't a good friend of the families I just might
have to find a new doctor to go to.

"Thanks, and we've been coming here long enough and I'm sure we will be in
the future, so you can start calling me Chris," I told her. "I don't see
the problem in that since I already call you Ava instead of doctor," I
joked.

"Okay Chris," she said. "I see you've brought Patrica in for her first
check up, and you say in your papers that you've been having a little demon
trouble," she pointed out. "Would you like to tell me what's going on?"

"Well I don't know," I said. "I mean she's fine, I don't think she's sick
or anything, but its just every time she cries, a demon shimmers in, and I
don't know what's triggering it."

Ava jotted that down on her papers and then began to think about what could
cause it. This isn't something that she hears often. To tell the truth this
isn't anything she hears at all. Its not like all of her customers are
Charmed Ones. Demons wouldn't have any reasons to go after any other
babies. "Hmm," she said as she thought to herself. "Have you had this
problem before with your other kids," she asked.

"Well...yes actually," I remembered. "Prudence, Ryan, and Patience did the
same thing, but demons only shimmered in when it was all three of them
crying, not just one of them," I explained.

Ava wrote that down too. It didn't take her long to figure out what maybe
the problem. "I think its because, maybe they sense her as a bigger
threat," she said. "You see its not that she's more powerful than your
other three, I just think that its because she's the second and you only
have one more girl to go before you've completed another power of three, so
they probably want to take her out before you have your third."

"I guess," I said. "So what should I do about it?"

"Just make sure you keep her calm and happy, I'm sure everything will be
fine," she said. "Now I will be right back. I've got to take Patty's
temperature and check her blood pressure and stuff to make sure she's
healthy, which I'm sure she will pass with flying colors, but I'm going to
do it just in case." With that said she left the room again. Leaving me
there alone with my daughter.

I could tell that Ava really didn't have much of a family. The sisters told
me about when she lost her Aunt Lydia and mother Theresa. I can sore of
understand what she went through, seeing as I lost my mother to witch craft
and now I have to endure it. I can't help, but wonder sometimes that if my
mom never became into witch craft would she have given me up or would she
still be alive now. That's a question I'll just have to ask her

Soon Ava came back into the room and ran some test on Patty. There wasn't
just the blood pressure and the temperature test. She had to give Patty a
few vaccine shots to keep her from contracting any diseases, which I knew
was going to be a big nightmare. Luckily Patty was cooperative and didn't
blow up Ava for giving her the shot and all the other test she did on her
that might have been painful. She was braver than her siblings though.

"Okay, well she seems perfectly healthy to me, Chris," Ava said. "I just
recommend being a little careful when handling her, because she's still and
infant and she will bruise easily. Other than that she's good, and I'll
reschedule you sometime for next year," she explained. "Any questions?"

I shook my head. "Nope I think that'll be it for the day," I said laying
Patty back in her carriage. She had fallen asleep a little bit after she
had gotten the shot, which made things easier for me.

"Alrighty then, I will see you next year, or maybe even before, but
congratulations on having a new baby girl," she said.

"Thank you," I said as I gathered all my stuff, making sure I had
everything. I was just about to walk out that door, but I remembered that
there were like a hundred witches out there probably waiting. "Oh and Ava,
is it alright with you if I orb home from he office," I asked. "I just
really don't want to go back out there with all those adoring fans."

"I understand, so sure," she said leaving out the door.

I cheered before I orbed out happy that I didn't have to go through that
whole crowd again. When I got back to the manor I could see that it was
four o' clock already. There was no sight of Wyatt or the kids. I guess
Wyatt must have got caught off in traffic, but I'm sure he should be
here. As soon as I set Patty's carriage down, I heard the door open. I'm
pretty sure it was them.

The first kids I saw running in were Patience, Prue, Robert, and Ryan. They
each came up and hugged me so fast, I almost fell to the ground. "Hey
kids," I smiled. "Where's your father and Rolland," I asked.

They all pointed back at the door. Soon Wyatt came through it with Rolland
on his shoulders, being the playful dad he was. "Alright Rolland the ride
stops here," Wyatt said. Rolland groaned not wanting to get off his dad's
shoulders. "I'm sorry buddy, but you have to walk on your own," Wyatt said
setting him down on the ground with the other. "Hey Chrissy," Wyatt said
walking up and greeting me with a soft kiss. He then saw Patty was in her
carriage and decided to pick her up and put her on his shoulders while she
was sleep. "So how has Patty been," he asked.

"Oh she's fine," I said.

"What did the doctor say," Wyatt asked remembering we had discussed talking
to the doctor about the demon attacks.

I had to think for a moment to try to remember Ava's exact words. "She said
that Patty probably poses more of a threat to demons since she's the second
to last, before the new power of three," I told him. "She also said be
extra careful with her because she's still an infant."

"Did she forget we've came to her like three times before," Wyatt said
sarcastically.

"No, I just think its a policy that she has to go by, that's all," I said.

Wyatt looked over to see the kids standing there looking at us like they
didn't know what they were suppose to do. "Kids, what should you be doing
right now," Wyatt asked. They just looked at each other and played like
they really didn't know, but Wyatt wasn't buying it. "Homework kids, go
on," Wyatt said. The kids didn't argue with him. They just went right up to
their rooms, and Wyatt put Patty down in the carriage again. "So," he said
wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling our bodies against each
other. "You were saying you were gonna make something up to me this
morning?" He had his eye brows raised. I knew exactly what he was talking
about.

"Wyatt we can't do it now," I said slowly pulling out of his grasp.

"Why not," he said pulling me right back against him, before I could break
all the way out.

"The kids are here, and they're still awake," I pointed out.

"So..." Wyatt said, making it seem like it wasn't a big deal.

"I just don't want any of them walking in on us and seeing us doing
something that they shouldn't see until they're twenty one," I said. I
don't know why I said twenty one. They're Halliwells. They'll be losing
their virginities really early. Lets say maybe sixteen will be the latest,
if they haven't done it at thirteen or fourteen.

"They won't, we'll just lock the door," Wyatt said. "You promised me that
we were gonna have our fun and you owe me," Wyatt demanded. He then grabbed
me arm and dragged me upstairs. I can tell right now he's been waiting for
the his all day. He pushed me onto the bed and closed the door and
magically locked it so the kids would have to knock before they entered. "I
say we have a little fun," he smirked. "I think we should try this game
called cops and robbers," he said. "I'm the cop and you're the robber," he
suggested. "So lets get started," he spoke conjuring up a water
gun. "Alright thief, you have the right to remain silent, anything say can
and will be used against you in the court of law," he recited just like he
was a policemen. I guess he must have been watching Uncle Henry a lot to
know that motto. "Now, I have a search warrant to take off that shirt of
yours.

I just laughed at him. This was highly amusing. "Wyatt, I really think
you've been playing with the kids a little bit too much," I pointed
out. "How about lets not play cops and robbers?"

"Did I tell you, that you could speak," Wyatt shouted still into the whole
thing. I shook my head and he squirted me with the water gun, so now that
my shirt had a wet line on it.

"Hey!" I said angry.

"Don't talk back to me, now remove your shirt or I will be forced to put
you in handcuffs and remove it myself," he demanded. Wyatt was really
liking this game. It gave him the chance to be the dominant one, once
again, which was really annoying me since he was always the one in
control. Why couldn't I ever be in control of it for once.

Reluctantly I took off my shirt, which made Wyatt smile like he's never
smiled before. I did not like this game one bit. Now I was bearing my whole
upper body while Wyatt was bearing nothing.

"Good, now lay back down on the bed," he said. I was trying to see if he
would really squirt me with the water gun again, so I just sat up and
didn't move a muscle. I just looked at him funny. "I said lay back down on
the bed," he repeated squirting me with the water gun. I didn't want to be
squirted again so I did what he told me and laid back down on the bed. "Now
that's more like it," he cheered. "I like my fish wet."

Slowly he started to put the gun to his side, and moved towards the bed. He
took a look at me up and down before he got on top of me with all his
weight.  After he felt like he was secure on me, he began devouring my
mouth. His tongue went straight in without any fighting, and began his
little search warrant on my mouth with his tongue, which caused me to moan
a little. I wish all police searches were this easy. Wyatt was really
getting into it, but the phone rang.  Wyatt tried to get me to ignore it,
but I wouldn't.

Wyatt just growled because he was so angry. Every time he was having fun
someone seems to interrupt it. "You know we really need to start turning
off that phone, if we want to have any fun at all," Wyatt stated. "I swear
the next person who calls me while I'm in the middle of having sex, I'm
going to fry them," Wyatt gritted through his teeth.

I chuckled at him as I picked up the phone. "You know Wyatt, I think you
need to be a little more patient, don't you," I said hitting the talk
button.

"No," he said.

I shook my head. "Hello," I answered the phone.

"Hey, Evans, did I call you at a bad time," Chris said.

"No, what makes you say that," I lied. I knew Wyatt wasn't happy about what
I said. Maybe if I hadn't said that, we could got back to having our little
fun, but I liked to tease Wyatt. This was my way of getting back at him for
squirting me with that little water gun. Maybe now he'll think twice before
he squirts me with a gun again.

"Oh, I just heard a real frustrated Wyatt in the background," Chris stated.

"Don't pay him any attention," I said. "So what were you calling about?"

"You and Wyatt really need to get over here now!" Chris panicked. This was
odd because it the worst times, Chris was never one to panic.  There must
be something seriously wrong at the manor or something wrong with Piper or
the sisters, but I wonder what it is.

"Is everything okay?" I asked worriedly.

"No time to explain, just grab Wyatt and hurry over here," Chris said.

"Alright, we're on our way," I said hanging up the phone. I got off the bed
and grabbed my shirt off the ground and put it right back on. Seeing that
made Wyatt groan. "Sorry, Wyatt, but Chris says there's something going on
and he needs us right now."

"Did he tell you anything?" Wyatt asked.

"No, but he sounded a little panicked," I told him.

"Can't he handle it himself, for maybe like thirty minutes," Wyatt
suggested.

"Wyatt, we have plenty of time for this, but Chris might not be so lucky,
so make your little hard on go away, and we can get back at this later," I
demanded him.

Wyatt shook his head fed up, but did what I told him to do. You can see how
much he's changed, because right now we would be arguing, but now he's
doing what I ask him to do without any arguments. I'm not controlling him
in any way, I'm just telling we have more important things to do right now
than to have sex, when we can do that just about any time of the day, even
if he wanted to take his lunch break and come over and do that.

We quickly rounded up the kids and got them into the car and headed right
to the manor. The whole car ride was pretty quiet. I know Wyatt's probably
still mad about the whole thing, but I'll make it up to him. I have a lot
of making up to do to him, but it'll all be worth it. When we got to the
manor, we could see that no one was downstairs except for the girls.

"Chris! Peter! Aunt Piper! Dad!" I shouted to see if any of them were
around. I waited for a minute before I finally got a response.

"Upstairs! Attic!" I heard one of them say. I don't know, who, but I just
know it was one of the guys.

I felt it would be quicker if we orbed up there so I grabbed Wyatt's hand
and got ready to orb. "Kids, wait here," I said, just in case there was
something dangerous in the attic. I assumed it was because Pyra and Pandora
were down here. "Be good or else you're grounded," I warned just before I
orbed to the attic along with Wyatt. When I got there I saw the whole
family standing around the couch. I don't know what was on it that the
whole family had to be there. I mean Phoebe, Paige, Peyton, Pagan, Phoenix,
Henry Jr., Primrose, and Melinda were all there. I don't know what could
have caused everyone to come over like his. "What's going on here?"

"Look," Phoebe said pointing to the couch.

Wyatt and I pushed through the small crowd and looked down at the couch. My
jaw dropped for what I saw. I can't believe this. Lying there was Chris,
but then I looked up and saw Chris was standing with the crowd, so this
must be a different one. I looked down to see that this Chris was dying. He
had a stab wound, but somehow he was still breathing.

"Is he a demon," I asked.

"No," Piper said. "This is the Chris that was suppose to have been killed
by Gideon and disappeared, but now he's right here in our attic," Piper
explained. That's what this was about. I remember hearing about when Chris
came to the past to save Wyatt. Heck it was me who sent him to the past in
my other life. This is the Chris that must have came to save Wyatt, and I
never heard from him again after Wyatt tempted to kill him right after he
killed Bianca, but I remembered that he escaped through the portal.

"Has anyone tried to heal him," I asked.

"I tried but he won't heal all the way," Chris said.

I tried to think of what to do then. "Okay then, lets all three of us try
together," I said. I was thinking that maybe if we had the power of three
trying to heal him it would work.

"Its worth a shot," Wyatt shrugged.

We all knelt down and put our hands over his wounds. I kept hoping that
this would work so we could find a way to send him to his real world. I'm
sure with him being in our universe its probably messing up the balance
right now as we speak. Golden orbs appeared out of all six hands. We waited
for a minute and finally the wound started to heal. We all sighed with
relief knowing that it was going to be okay. Soon he was healed all the way
and we all backed up so he'd have some air.

That Chris just laid there breathing heavily, before he woke up to see some
familiar faces standing over him. Wyatt, the other Chris, and I decided to
move to the back just in case he would freak out. Standing over him were
Phoebe, Piper, Paige, and Leo. He looked at them intently and recognized
them as his parents and his aunts.

"Mom," the alternate Chris whispered as he looked into Pipers
eyes. Immediately he sat up remembering that last thing that happened was
he was trying to protect Wyatt and then Gideon stabbed. "Oh no, mom what
happened?"

"You're okay Chris," Piper said rubbing his shoulders.

"Where's Wyatt, is he okay, I mean is he good, what has Gideon done to
him," the Chris was panicking.

"Relax, Chris," Piper said calmly. "Leo vanquished Gideon and we were able
to save Wyatt," she told him. "Wyatt is fine, and he's good, see for
yourself," she said stepping aside to let Wyatt see him.

Wyatt was not happy. He just had to come and heal the guy and now he just
had to go up to him to show him that he was good. Slowly Wyatt pushed past
his Aunts and his mom to look down at the alternate Chris. He looked
exactly the same as the real Chris, except maybe he looked like a year or
two older, but thats not much of a difference.

Chris immediately jumped up and got onto the other side of the couch when
he saw Wyatt. "Get the fuck away from me Wyatt," alternate Chris hissed
like a poisonous snake. He was getting really excited and we really didn't
know why he was. We were showing him Wyatt so why was he scared of him. It
wasn't like Wyatt was trying to kill him or anything.

I had to think real hard for a moment, and it finally clicked. I stepped in
front of Wyatt and pushed him back a little. "Wyatt, look at what you're
wearing, and look at how you look," he said.

Wyatt looked himself up and down. Nothing hasn't changed about him. He
still has that same old facial hair and hair down to his shoulders, along
with his grim reaper outfit. Black shirt and his black leather pants. "So,"
he shrugged. He didn't see a problem with it. He's been wearing it around
the other Chris and he hasn't freaked out once.

"That's the problem," I said. Wyatt and the family still didn't see what I
was talking about. "Hello, evil Wyatt use to wear the same thing, so
because he doesn't see much of a difference he's freaking out, since he
feels as though nothing has changed."

"Oh," they all said.

I turned back to the alternate Chris to see that he was still a little
panicked. Actually a little wasn't even half of it. He was hysterical. I
would be too if I was killed in one world only to wake up in another, but
it happened and there's nothing that I could do about that now. I put my
hands up to show him that I wasn't going to hurt him. "Hey Chris, you know
that I'm not going to hurt you right," I questioned.

"Who the fuck are you?" he asked.

I didn't know what to say. Did he just lose his brain or what. "Chris,
you've got to be kidding me," I said. "I'm your brother slash best friend
or have you for-. Dammit!" I shouted. I had forgotten all about me telling
him to use a spell on himself so he'd forget me and he did. Now he has no
memory of me. Now how am I going to get him to trust me now. "Okay there
goes that plan."

"What," Wyatt said.

"I forgot a told him to use a spell so he would forget me and now look," I
said. "Why did my other self have to be so stupid," I muttered to myself. I
started to get close to Chris slower and slower. "Chris no one here is
going to hurt you okay," I promised. "Wyatt's not evil anymore and he won't
ever hurt you again alright."

I spoke to soon. Next thing I knew a portal opened. It was the same type of
one that someone would use to time travel. It was a blue triquerta that I
remember going through when I was in the past and seeing alternate Chris go
through last time I saw him, but the problem is who could be time
traveling, if Chris took the spell with him.

Next thing I saw was to men and a little boy walk out. I couldn't see their
faces at first because it was too dark. When it all cleared up, I saw that
the two guys who were standing there were me and no doubt in my mind, evil
Wyatt. So the guy he had with him was the evil me or alternate me, but one
thing that confused me was who was that little boy they had with them. He
looked awfully familiar, but I don't remember seeing him in the alternate
Universe. Evil Wyatt had his same attire on. His black shirt and black
leather pants. The alternate me had on a black shirt and some jeans, and
for some reason he was wearing sunglasses. That's peculiar because back in
that universe the sun rarely shined.

"Hello little brother," Evil Wyatt smirked.

"What the-," alternate Chris said looking at me and Wyatt then back at our
alternate selves. "There's two of you guys," he said. "How's that
possible?"

"You see little brother," Evil Wyatt started. "You might have thought you
could escape me by taking my time travel spell, but I knew I could catch
you and bring you back if you went to an alternated Universe, so here I am
and my, my might I add this place looks a mess." Evil Wyatt looked around
and noticed that the attic was in a mess. In his time he cleaned it up and
turned it into a museum and he hated seeing this. "So if you would just
come on we can be making our little trip back to our world."

"Uh uh," alternate Chris shook his head. "Now way am I going back with
you," he said.

Evil Wyatt began advancing on alternate Chris. "You seem to be under the
impression that you have a choice in this little brother," he gritted
through his teeth. This Wyatt was a whole lot more impatient then my
Wyatt. If he wanted something he wasn't going to stop till he got it, which
was not much different from my Wyatt, but this guy will kill an entire city
to get what he wants. "Now I said come on, you're wasting time."

Alternate Chris kept scooting back. It was obvious that he was afraid of
evil Wyatt in that time if we didn't already know that. "No way," he
said. "Not a snowballs chance in hell."

"Then a snowball must have a chance in hell, because you're coming back,"
Evil Wyatt growled. He was getting frustrated by the minute. Anyone else
who would talk back to him would have been turned into ashes within the
next sixty seconds, if they lasted that long. "Now get your ass through
that portal!"

"No!" Alt. Chris said firmly.

Wyatt then began walking over to him and finally caught up with him. He
grabbed Chris by his hair and began dragging him over to the portal.

I was watching while all of this happened right before my eyes. I could see
the whole family was shocked to see what was going on, but I had all that I
could take and I wasn't about to let my best friend or my alternate self's
best friend go back to that hell hole. Part of me doesn't understand why my
alternate self is just standing there and not saying anything.

"Hey let him go!" I shouted. I know this was a big risk. Evil Wyatt could
probably blow me up right now, but I wasn't just going to let him come here
and take Chris without a fight.

He stopped to look at me and smirked. "Well, well look at what we have
here," he taunted. "Chrissy, baby that looks just like you," he said
turning to my alternate. "Can't believe this guy thinks he can stand up to
me," he laughed. Then he turned to look at my Wyatt. "Wow, and I look
exactly the same. I don't know why Christopher thought he could change me
because look at this, I'm still the same old Wyatt."

"FYI, he's nothing like you," I interrupted. "He's good, unlike you, ya
bastard."

"Yeah, whatever, I must be going so come along Chrissy," Evil Wyatt said as
he continued to drag his little brother through, but just as he was about
to walk through the portal it all of a sudden just shut. "What the hell,"
he said angry. He waved his hand over the portal hoping that it would open
again, but nothing happened. He did it again and again, and shook his fist
when it still wouldn't open. "What the fuck is wrong with this portal," he
said.

"Watch you're language young man," Piper scolded.

Evil Wyatt then turned back and looked at Piper. "Mom the last time you
thought you could tell me to do something, you got yourself killed so I'd
shut up if I were you."

"Hey don't talk to my mom that way," Wyatt shouted at his evil self.

Evil Wyatt then looked at good Wyatt and smirked at him. That smirk was
killing me though I've seen it a thousand times. "So you are me if I turned
good. I must say, I'm highly disappointed. I thought someone like me with
good powers would have taken over the whole universe."

"Well sorry that I have a family that I have to look after, so I don't have
time to take over the world," Wyatt said back to his evil self. He hated
this guy almost as much as I did for the world I had to live in because of
him.

"So do I, which I almost forgot to mention to my little brother here," E
Wyatt said turning down to Alt. Chris. "Did I tell you that you're an uncle
and an uncle soon to be."

"What are you talking about?" Alt. Chris asked.

"You didn't tell him?" E Wyatt questioned Alt. Evans. "When you left your
brother, he was pregnant."

"Evans is this true," Alt. Chris asked.

Evans nodded in shame.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I knew that if you knew I was pregnant you wouldn't go back and change the
whole past," Evans replied.

Evil Wyatt chuckled as the whole conversation took place. "Meet your nephew
little brother," he said gesturing towards the little boy they brought back
with them. "Wyatt Matthew Jr.," he smiled. The boy looked to be about five
years old.

I can't believe that time still went on even after this Chris worked to fix
ours. The alternate me must have continued to be abused by evil Wyatt and
had that baby of his. I'm sure these past five years have probably been
hell for him and that child. There's no telling what Wyatt's done in that
time. Now he says that Evans is pregnant again. I can't believe Wyatt's
doing this to someone that he says he loves, but he's evil.

"You're sick you know that," I said.

"You're just jealous because you don't have any kids," Evil Wyatt replied.

"As a matter of fact I have six," I bragged.

"You're kidding me," Evil Wyatt grunted.

"Nope he's not," Wyatt said.

Evil Wyatt then smiled again and pulled his Evans closer to him. "I'm not
worried, I'm sure we'll have a bigger family in time," he said. "Ain't that
right my little Chrissy," he whispered in Evan's ear. I can recall from
being in that time that Wyatt always liked to tease Evan's but there wasn't
much that Evans could do about it since Wyatt had bounded his powers. I'm
wondering if he still has his powers bound.

Evans was really tired of Wyatt right now. He's put up with him for a long
time. "Whatever, you asshole just get the hell off of me," Evans said
pushing Evil Wyatt off of him. He hated Wyatt's touch and he really hated
being anywhere near Wyatt. That's why he was always happy when Wyatt would
have his long meetings about how he was going to take over the whole
planet.

Wyatt retaliated in anger and backhanded Evans so hard it left a big mark
on his face. Evans has really never pushed him away like that or talked to
him like that without being punished and Wyatt wasn't about to start
letting him get away with it now. He had to show everyone that he was in
control of Evans. "Is that anyway to treat your lover," Wyatt whispered in
his ear, but it was loud enough so that everyone could hear him.

"Lover?" Wyatt questioned

"Yeah lover," Evil Wyatt said firmly. "Isn't he your lover?"

"No, to tell you the truth, he's my husband or have you two not gotten
married in your time," Wyatt asked.

Evil Wyatt just shrugged his shoulders. "Who needs marriage when you can
just fuck him mindlessly and make him have your kids without a document
that says so?"

"You're sick," I seethed through my teeth. That right there was saying that
he had no love for Evans, he was just using him as a fuck toy, but from
being back in that time I knew it wasn't true. Plus my empath power told me
he did in fact love him, but I don't get why he treats him that way.

"You know," Evil Wyatt said towards Good Wyatt. "How do you put up with him
talking back like that, I mean doesn't he get pretty annoying sometimes?"

'The real question is how do I put up with you' Evans thought to
himself. Wyatt has been torchering him for years now and Evans is pretty
much fed up with it and is tired of all the abuse. If he had his powers he
would send him into the wall right now and take his kid with him and
leave. That's if only he had his powers, but Wyatt does so theres not much
he could do.

"Now look at you," Evil Wyatt hissed to his lover. "I bring you here only
because I don't trust you not to act crazy in the other world while I'm not
there and now look at how you're acting," he said.

"Could you please stop invading my mind," Evans cried.

"No," Wyatt said sitting on the couch that alt. Chris just got off
of. "I'll invade your mind if I want and when I want to, understand?" He
frowned. This was really not the time to make him angry, but Evans was
really going for the big one since right now he didn't care.

"Whatever," Evans rolled his eyes.

Evil Wyatt just buried his hands into his face. "Why do you always have to
cause me such trouble?"

"What are you talking about?" Evans replied angrily. "I haven't done much
to cause you trouble ever since I help Chris out, and ever since then I've
been your loyal lap dog doing whatever you wanted," Evans told, which put a
whole new look on things.

"Well you know what? I like you better when you act that way because at
least you don't talk back or give any lip," E Wyatt said. He then grabbed
Evans and pulled him onto his lap. "I think you need a little reminder of
what your place is," he gritted.

Evans tried to struggle but Wyatt had him secured. "How about you let me
go?"

Wyatt suddenly slapped him for talking back. "Shut up!" Wyatt shouted at
him.

Evans was scared to move a muscle. He now knew that Wyatt was serious and
he's only seen Wyatt use that kind of tone a few times, and Evans has tried
talking back to him when he did, but then Wyatt made sure that he paid for
that. The last thing that he wanted to happen was for Wyatt to punish him
right in front of everyone, which he knew Wyatt wasn't afraid to do.

Everyone in the room was surprised to see Evans just sit there after Evil
Wyatt had just slapped him. I wasn't though. I knew exactly how evil Wyatt
was and I wasn't going to let him do the other me like that. At least not
while he's here. When they go back to their time there's really nothing I
could do about it.

Right now I just wanted to take care of what was happening now. "Hey let go
of him right now!" I demanded. That probably won't do much good since Evil
Wyatt listens to no one but its worth a shot.

Evil Wyatt looked up and glared right at me saying, "oh and give me one
good reason why I should?"

I was so angry right now I don't know what came over me. I just squinted my
eyes, sending evil Wyatt flying right back to the wall. It might not have
accomplished much. As a matter of fact it might have just made things
worse, but at least he let go of Evans.

Evil Wyatt got up and growled. "So that's how you want to play it," he said
as he started to advance towards me. I knew he was about to do something
that he would do to his Chris, so I was scared. I'm sure if I used my
powers against him right now, he'd probably make it worse knowing him. I
will never forget how bad he was in the alternate universe.

Just before he could get within 10 ft of me, good Wyatt stepped right in
front of me and blocked evil Wyatt from me. "You touch my Chris, and I
don't care how bad it messes up the balance, but I will kill you, got it?!"

"What makes you think I'm afraid of you?" Evil Wyatt said.

"Trust me," Wyatt warned. "You don't want to make me angry, because I can
be twice as bad as you."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah," Wyatt said firmly.

"Boys," Piper said stepping between them. "There is not time for this," she
stated. "Right now we have to work on getting you guys back to your time
and until we do, you all are just going to have to deal with each other."

"Fine with me," Evil Wyatt said.

"Good," Piper said.

Evil Wyatt then walked over to Evans and pulled him up to his side. "I need
some relief so where's our bedroom and then we can go onto dinner."

"You better not be talking about doing something to Evans," I said.

"I can if I want to," he smirked. "And by the way, yes I was, so where's
our bedroom so I can seriously let out something that I've been holding in
the whole trip over here."

Everyone quickly got what Wyatt was talking about. If you didn't then he
was talking about how he had a hard on and he want to let out some cum. I
can't believe he's that sick right now to want to force Evans into doing
something like that. He's as evil as they come.

"You're crazy, now let him go," I yelled.

"Fine, if you won't show us to our room then I guess I'll have to take this
elsewhere for now," Wyatt said grabbing onto Evan's wrist. "Come on
Chrissy, lets go," he said.

"No! I'm not going anywhere," Evans protested.

Wyatt was really getting impatient with Evans disobeying him. This is why
he keeps him locked away a lot because as soon as Evans get an ounce of
freedom he starts thinking that he can disobey him, and every time Wyatt
has to put him back in check though he never got tired of doing that. Wyatt
conjured up a collar and a chain leash and quickly latched them both onto
Evan's neck.

"You will do as I tell you," he said yanking on the chain and dragging
Evans wherever he went. "I'll be right back," he said shimmering out along
with Evans. They reappeared in the Underworld. One thing Evil Wyatt knew is
that no one in the family could sense where he was at if he was in the
Underworld and he knew this was a private spot that no demon would dare to
come. This is where he would take Evans, if he wanted it to be somewhere
hot and he could sweat while he was screwing Evans mindlessly. He kept
yanking on Evans chain, making him go wherever he wanted to. This wasn't
the first time he's made Evans wear a collar and a chain like he was a
dog. Wyatt yanked on the chain and forced Evans closer to him that their
bodies were almost touching. "Now as I said, I'm going to need some help
down there, Chrissy," he said looking at his hard on. "And I'm sure you're
probably hungry so.."

"Ha ha ha...No way, now let me go," Evans struggled against the chain.

Wyatt then yanked on the chain so hard that Evans felt his throat
constricted and he almost couldn't breath. He fell to his knees, and his
knee caps hit the ground so hard that he cried out in pain and quickly
Wyatt pressed his fingers into his jaw to force him to keep it open. Evans
couldn't close it if he tried, but he struggled against Wyatt's fingers
until he did, but Wyatt always knew Evans' pressure point. He made Evans
squirm and with one hand he held his hair and the other he used his hand to
keep his mouth open.

The Source used Evans' power and squinted at his zipper opening it up, and
out came his big manhood. "You know what to do, so do it," he demanded.

Evans thought that if he did this then maybe Wyatt would leave him alone
for the rest of the night. That was a big 'maybe'. He could hope that he
would. It wasn't any harm in that. Closing his eyes because he was so
disgusted he licked the head of Wyatt's cock leaving his saliva all over
his pulsating flesh. His tongue darted down the shaft and suddenly engulfed
Wyatt's manhood in his mouth, sucking on it for all he was worth and easing
it forward, letting it slip down his throat. Wyatt was fully into Evans and
began fucking his lovers throat, never letting the head out of the back of
Evans' throat. It just felt too good.

"Ooooh yeah....I swear you just get better and better at this everyday
Evans," he moaned, throwing his head back never once releasing his grips on
Evans' throat. It was all Evans' could do to keep from gagging on his
lover's throbbing meat as his hips pistoled a pulsating cock in and out of
his throat.

Wyatt closed his eyes as Evans sped up his strokes, sensing Wyatt's climax
approaching. Images of Evans bound and kneeling on the ground of the
Underworld instead of just him kneeling were going through Wyatt's head
until the very last second when cum burst into Evans' throat, half drowning
his lover with the volume of it. Evans swallowed it all knowing how his
lover liked it. He didn't even look up to see if Wyatt was satisfied, he
just sucked every last drop of cum, swallowing it all.

"That's better," Wyatt smirked as he put his manhood back into his leather
pants. He just stared at Evans for awhile, admiring his beauty. He was so
fucking hot. Wyatt knew he couldn't stop here. He was going to have to take
it all the way.

He conjured up a chair and sat in it. Then he waved his hand orbing all of
Evans' clothes off making him stand there in all his glory. So much for
Evan's theory of thinking that if he gave Wyatt his blow job that he would
leave him alone

Wyatt just stayed in the chair and looked over Evans once more before he
yanked the chain, choking Evans, and dragged him onto his lap. Evans was
sitting so he was facing the opposite way of Wyatt. He had to now look over
Wyatt's shoulder and not know what was being done, though he probably could
predict it.

"Sorry baby, but when you have to do it, you just have to do it," he
whispered into Evan's ear as he unzipped his leather pants for the second
time of the day.

A monster cock came out of the hole and Evans nearly fainted when he felt
it rubbing up against his backside. Wyatt was usually ten inches, but now
his cock was about fifteen or sixteen inches and twice as wide as it
usually was. This wasn't good. Wyatt must have used a spell to enhance his
dick even larger. Evans knew he was in trouble now.

The only reasons why Wyatt has done this was to punish Evans for disobeying
him, but Evans didn't think he had disobeyed Wyatt enough to deserve
this. There was only two times when he's used this and that was when he
helped Chris escape and then when he was going through the Book of Shadows
without Wyatt's permission.

Precum was already dripping from the head of that monster cock and Evans
just knew Wyatt was about to fuck him with it. Oh no. Evans knew he would
never survive having something that big in him again. It was going to split
him in two. Why was Wyatt doing this to him? Evans' heart started to beat
extremely fast and he gulped shaking his head and begging Wyatt not to do
it. What has made him go off like this? Evans had to hold back his tears at
the idea of how much this was going to hurt him and how much Wyatt would be
violating him. Wyatt grinned evilly, gripping his lovers biceps with his
fingers like steel talons, thinking of how this was going to ensure Evans
cooperation. Evans squeezed his eyes shut as Wyatt lifted him and placed
the enormous head in his entrance.

Evans tried to plead with Wyatt one last time, but it wasn't working. Wyatt
started edging his huge erection into his lover a tiny bit at a time. Evans
gridded his teeth together to stop himself from screaming and giving Wyatt
the satisfaction. He could already feel blood in him and Wyatt wasn't even
half way in yet. Because it was more wide it was harder to take in.

It hurt so bad that Evans finally gave in and screamed out in pain, that
quickly turned into agony as Wyatt slid in the rest of the dick without any
warning

Evans wanted to be sick, it hurt so much. He could already feel himself
bleeding inside and screwed his eyes shut, silent sobs coming out of his
body as Wyatt began to tortuously fuck him.

He started to whisper some words to Evans, but Evans couldn't hear, because
he just passed out. All he wished is that Wyatt would just hurry up and
pull out of him, and stop it right now. He could barely move with all the
pain. All he could do was groan as Wyatt moaned with pleasure and lust,
slowly pumping in and out of his lover.

Evans didn't even know how long Wyatt had been fucking him. He was sure he
passed out at some point. He could just feel Wyatt crying out in pleasure,
and with a quick sharp pain that would have hurt less if it had been done
with a knife. Wyatt soon came, and came. The Halliwell shot thirty times
throwing his head back and screaming to the sky.

Wyatt finally pulled out of Evans' ass and it welcomed the nice breeze of
air. Wyatt set Evans down on the ground on his side as blood and cum was
flowing out of his lovers ass, the hole stretched out beyond
repair. Wyatt's cock finally shrunk back down to its normal size.

Evans was crying into the ground, full of sobs that made Wyatt feel a
little guilty. He really didn't want to hurt Evans to that point. He just
wanted to teach him a lesson in respect. Giving mercy to his lover and his
swollen and bleeding hole, Wyatt quickly healed him and took off the collar
and the chained leash that he had on him. He was about to shimmer back to
the manor, but he remembered that he couldn't bring naked Evans back so he
had to wave his hands and conjure his clothes back on him. He then pulled
Evans up so that he was now laying against his shoulder. He knew that Evans
couldn't even stand up, and wasn't going to be able to for at least a few
minutes. He then orbed out and back to the manor.

Back at the manor the whole family was sitting in the attic waiting for
evil Wyatt to return with Evans. I made sure to tell my Wyatt to take the
kids to magic school along with Chris' so they'd be safe. Its not that I'm
scared that Evil Wyatt would harm my kids, but you never can be too
careful. It was getting real late, so Phoebe and her family decided to go
home, and so did Paige and her family. Piper told them that she could take
it from here. I just hope we can though Evil Wyatt shouldn't be more
powerful than Good Wyatt even though he might have Evans' powers, but Wyatt
has me right here to back him up if he needs to plus he also has
Chris. While we waited we decided that we would look in the Book of Shadows
to see if we could find a spell that might make Alt. Chris get his memories
back. Maybe if he could get his memory back then he'd be more likely to
trust me. Right now Chris was over there talking to him about things that
he might remember while Wyatt was downstairs helping Piper cook, as we
waited for evil Wyatt to come back.

"I found one!" I shouted.

"Found what? Evil Wyatt and Evans," Chris asked.

"No, I found a spell that can give him his memories back," I said.

"Okay, well try it," Chris said as he moved away from Alt. Chris.

"Here goes nothing," I whispered to myself. "'The memories of this witch do
not hide, reveal to him what was lost inside,'" I chanted.

There was orbs of white lights that surrounded Alt. Chris for awhile. His
eyes were shut as he started to remember everything. When he looked up the
first person he saw was me. "Evans," he muttered. I smiled and nodded at
him. There was moment of of silence, but then he quickly ran up to me and
hugged me so tight that he picked me up in the air. "Oh my gosh, I can't
believe that you're here," he said excitedly.

"Yeah I won't be if you don't stop hugging me," I said with my voice
sounding real tight. I hated being hugged that hard. Good thing though, I
wasn't pregnant so I didn't have to worry about anything hurting my baby.

"Oh," Alt Chris said as he let me down. "Sorry," he apologized. He smiled
and looked around the room again and this time he caught sight of the real
Chris. "Evans look out doppelganger!" he shouted as he pushed me onto the
ground. He then conjured an energy ball and sent it directly at Chris.

Chris was too shocked he couldn't moved. It was all happening to quick. I
knew I had to think quick. "ENERGY BALL" I shouted causing the energy ball
to quickly become orbs. I then redirected it out side breaking a window. I
know Piper is going to kill me for that.

To make things worse Wyatt walked in cleaning his hands with a towel. Piper
had obviously been making him do some work in the kitchen. "Okay guys,
dinner is ready and I hope that Chris is..."

"Wyatt," Alt Chris muttered. He then began to back away. "You're still
evil," he said. He was now scared for his life. There was a doppelganger on
one side of him and then Evil Wyatt on the other.

I quickly got off the ground and ran towards him. "Chris calm down
alright," I said. "Now look you're not where you think you are okay?" I
replied calmly since I know that's probably best. To tell him something
like this in a panicky mode would not be good especially with the state he
is in right now. "Wyatt is not evil and that's the real Chris," I pointed
out. "You're well sore of from an Alternate Universe."

"What do you mean," he panted.

"Well um-,"

I was about to talk, but then someone had to come ruin it. Right when I was
about to explain Evil Wyatt shimmered in along with Evans on his
shoulder. I could see that he really must have hurt Evans, because he
wasn't standing on his own to feet. He was leaning on Wyatt like he was
handicapped. I don't even want to know what Wyatt did to him right now. Its
dinner time and I'd rather hear about this after dinner.

"Go get yourself cleaned up before dinner," Evil Wyatt demanded and he let
Evans fall to the ground knowing he could barely stand up. He looked around
the room to see his little brother staring at him in shock. "Ah, little
brother, I can see that you still look as if you've seen a ghost. I can't
help, but wonder if you'll ever know what's going on," Wyatt taunted.

"Wyatt you sick bastard what did you do to him," I hissed as I ran over to
Evans' aid to see him unable to stand up.

"What?" Evil Wyatt shrugged. "He knows what happens to him when he defies
me," Wyatt said.

"Oh my goodness I remember," Alt Chris said. "This isn't the first time
you've done this to him," he pointed out, which we already knew. "You did
the exact same thing when he helped me escape back to the past," he
remembered. "You're such a sick bastard. I don't know how you can be a
brother of mine, because no one in my family would pull such a sick,
domestic, trick like this."

"Well what can I say," Evil Wyatt shrugged like it was no big deal. To tell
the truth it really wasn't to him since he has done this like a million
times and has had no remorse for it once. Who would have thought that
someone born of a Charmed One could become that evil whether it was over
power or not. "So what's for dinner," he asked as he pushed right past
Wyatt and went downstairs.

I shook my head angrily. "Hey you alright," I asked Evans.

"I'm fine," Evans said weakly as he slowly got up. "Trust me, this isn't
the worst he's done."

"I know," I said from experience. He probably doesn't know that I lived in
his life for a few weeks. If it had been any longer I probably would have
killed evil Wyatt somehow or someway. "Do you think you'll be able to
walk," I asked even though he was walking already.

"Yeah," he muttered. "You guys might want to go downstairs and make sure he
doesn't eat up everything in the kitchen, because trust me he can."

"Don't worry we know," Chris smiled.

"How?"

"There's not much different between your Wyatt and ours," Chris
explained. "Wyatt over here would usually be the one who eats most of the
food unless, Evans over there is pregnant."

"Shut up!" Wyatt and I said together.

"Don't pay Chris any attention," I said. "Come on, lets get you showered
off and change you into some new clothes." Right now he looked a mess with
his cloths all messed up and everything and I'm sure if Wyatt just did what
I think he did then he's definitely going to need a shower. At least that's
if he wants to because I don't want to force anything on him like evil
Wyatt would do. Thats just plain wrong.

Evans nodded and followed behind me. He wasn't use to such nice generosity,
so he felt he might as well enjoy it while he can, because once they get
back to their time there won't be any of that. Evans followed me back to my
old run, which is now the guest room. It was the room that I would stay in
before I moved into the same room as Wyatt which was a long time ago, but
if we did get into arguments at the manor I would come stay in this
room. Evans had the same memory except he had to leave his room when he was
sixteen because of the whole thing that happened with the Charmed Ones, and
Wyatt killing them off. He can remember it like it was yesterday.

I pulled out some of my old clothes that I never wear anymore. I knew they
could probably fit him since he's my exact same size and height. "So here's
a towel, and here are some clothes that you can change into when you get
out of the shower," I told him as I threw both of them onto the bed.

"Thanks," he smiled.

"You're welcome," I said. I then noticed something strange. He hasn't taken
off those sunglasses ever since he got here. It was like 7:00 pm, and there
wasn't no sun out so I wonder why he had them on. "You know you can take
off those sunglasses now."

"Oh that's okay," he was quick to say. It was like he was hiding something,
which I don't know what it could be since it was behind some sunglasses. "I
think I would just like to keep them on."

I wasn't going to take no for an answer though. I wanted to see what he was
trying to hide. "Come on now, don't be silly," I responded back. "Take
those glasses off," I demanded. "I know you want to."

"No," he said even quicker this time.

"Come on," I replied as I started coming towards him. He still refused to
take of those glasses and I knew he only way those things where coming off
were if I took them off. I would have used magic, but that would have been
an unfair advantage since Wyatt has taken his powers. I went right towards
him and him and I began to struggle against each other. It was a little
playful, but what can I say. It wasn't like we were having sex. That would
be sick. Him and I fought for a little while trying to get the glasses,
till we finally fell on the bed. We rolled around there for awhile before I
was finally able to get on top of him and pin him there. That allowed me to
take his sunglasses off from his eyes. When I took them off, I quickly
moved back. Evans had a black eye. That's what he was hiding. I knew Wyatt
must have done that back to him in the other time, because he walked
through the portal wearing those glasses, so he didn't just do it. "Evans,"
I whispered.

"Its nothing," he sighed.

"What happened," I asked. I knew Wyatt was abusive, but he's gotten worse
within the past few years. He might have done stuff like backhanded me and
that's as far as he would go, but now. He must have done that with his fist
or some hard object that was sure to leave a bruise.

"It was my fault," he said simply.

"How," I questioned.

He took a deep breath. By the looks he really didn't want to tell me this,
but he knows from his own personality that I won't stop asking until he
finally tells me what happened. "I didn't have dinner ready on time like he
wanted so that was my punishment," he explained.

Things were pretty hard for him in his time. Wyatt had gotten a whole lot
move evil as if he couldn't get worse already. It was Evans job to keep the
house clean, take care of Wyatt Matthew Jr., have dinner ready when he
comes home, and to make it worse, look appealing to Wyatt everyday. That
would mean he'd have to take a bath with the special soaps that Wyatt told
him to use, and everything. If that wasn't a harsh life then I don't know
what was. If Evans did one thing wrong or if there was one tiny mistake
that Wyatt didn't like, Wyatt would beat him and sometimes even rape
him. With Chris there anymore or even Bianca for that matter, Evans just
gave up on his life. He had no one else to live for except for Wyatt
Matthew Jr. and that was it. He made Wyatt promise him that he wouldn't do
any of his abuse in front of him. Evans didn't want his son knowing what
happens to him when he's not around. The last thing he wanted was his son
growing up witnessing it and then growing up and becoming that same exact
evil source that Wyatt was, but knowing how Wyatt was, he was going to make
sure that his son took over for him and was just like him, but Evans was
going to do all he could, which wasn't much, to make sure that Wyatt
Jr. was different. Now that he's pregnant with another child, which wasn't
expected things have just gotten worse. Wyatt put a spell on him to make
sure that the baby would be okay through all the abuse. Wyatt might be the
source of all evil, but he doesn't want anything happening to his
children. They were the ones who were going to take over for him once he
couldn't do it anymore. So he had to be sure they were safe.

"Look at me Evans," I said grabbing his shoulders and shaking him a
bit. "This wasn't your fault," I told him. "Wyatt shouldn't be hitting you
like that do you hear me?" He nodded, but he didn't agree. I know Wyatt has
put some stuff into his head that makes him think low of himself. I tried
to put my hand up to heal it, but Evans quickly pushed it off. "What's
wrong?"

"Don't heal me," he begged. "Wyatt has to do it," he stated. "If Wyatt sees
that anyone else has healed my wounds besides him then he will make new
ones that are worse than the ones I already have."

"Hey," I protested. "As long as you're here, I won't let him do anything to
you okay," I said. "Neither will my Wyatt, nor your Chris, my Chris, Piper,
or Leo will let him."

"Why are you being so nice to me," he questioned.

"Because believe it or not, I did go to your universe, where you lived, so
I know how you feel," I told him. I then lifted my hand and healed his
black eye.

"Thanks," he said smiling for the first time since he's gotten there.

"No problem," I said.

"I better get showered down and to dinner, before both our Wyatt's eat up
everything," he joked. Both him and I laughed together at it knowing how
true it was with both our husbands or lover for Evans since his Wyatt
didn't believe in marriage.

"Yeah," I replied. "See you downstairs," I told him. With that said I began
to walk out of the room, but something told me to turn around and look
back. When I turned around I could see that Evans already had his shirt
off, but his back was facing me. On his back were some red slash marks that
went all the way down to his back. "Evans," I whispered, and he looked back
at me. "How did that happen," I said.

"How did what happen," he asked.

"How did you get those marks on your back," I asked him. I knew they must
have come from Wyatt, but I just wanted to know how he did that. I know he
couldn't have done that with his fist.

"Well uhh...." he tried to avoid the question and lie, but he knew I was an
empath and I could go into his head to find the truth. "That was my
punishment for not having the house cleaned," he said. "Only instead of
punching me in the eye, he took off his belt and hit me with it."

It took every last restraint in me to keep from going downstairs and
kicking that Wyatt's ass. Evans wasn't a child. As a matter of fact he was
older than Wyatt. It might have only been by a few months but he was still
older and he didn't deserved to be treated like that. It made me think
about the one time Wyatt hit me. I know Wyatt would never do it again, but
it was just how much I complained about getting hit that one time, and
Evans here has been hit a thousand times. Sometimes for stuff that he
shouldn't have to do. I just walked over and healed it like I did with the
black eye.

"Evans," I said. "You can't just keep living like that," I stated.

"Well what else can I do," he asked.

"You can leave," I suggested.

"Oh yeah, and where am I going to go," he said. "Every place in San
Francisco is destroyed and even if they weren't Wyatt isn't going to let me
go anywhere," he stated, which is true. Wyatt was sore of like that when I
left him, but he wasn't crazy enough to hurt me. "You see what Wyatt is
capable of if I even thought about doing anything against him."

"Well you're going to have to fight then," I told him.

"How huh? I don't have my powers or anything," he said. "You know that
Wyatt has taken my powers."

"You still have one power that Wyatt doesn't know about," I reminded him.

Evans was shocked. "You know?"

"Hello, I've lived your life for a few weeks," I said.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot," he chuckled. "But you know what will happen if
I try to use that power against Wyatt. It won't be hard for him to strip me
of that one too, and this is my only power I have to defend myself against
other demons."

"Well if you don't use it then whats the point," I waited for a response,
but he said nothing. "That's what I thought." I then heard Wyatt calling my
name, so I knew I had to go. "We'll finish this another time, but remember
what I said," I reminded him as I left the room.

Evans continued undressing himself until he was just in a towel. As he did
he was thinking about what I told him. Maybe I was right. Maybe he had been
taking too much from Wyatt and it was time to stop, but that got back to
his other question. How would he be able to overcome Wyatt. No one
could. There wasn't a demon or witch alive that had enough power to take
Wyatt. Even if he had his powers, Wyatt would probably still be more
powerful, but if he had Chris with him then maybe he could stand a
chance. That's probably why Wyatt never aloud him and Chris to be around
each other, because he knew that they were Charmed Ones and maybe together
they could over come him, but they would need to get Evans his powers back.

Evans walked into the bathroom. He hadn't remembered seeing a bathroom like
this ever since he lived in the Halliwell manor. Wyatt had him living in a
mansion with a bathroom that was way bigger than this, but Evans would
rather have a bathroom like this and live like this, with his family then
to have a mansion and live an abusive life with Wyatt. He turned on the
water. At least now he could use hot water and it won't hurt like hell,
because of the scratches and stuff he always had on. Once he felt the water
was warm enough he took off his towel and got into the shower.

It felt so good to let the warm water run down his skin. He can't remember
the last time it felt this good to take a shower, but he just wishes that
it would never end. Next thing he knew he heard the bathroom door open. At
first he thought it was me to see if he was alright. "Hey don't worry I'm
fine," he shouted through the bathroom door. He couldn't see who it was
through the shower so he figured that since I heard him that I just might
leave, so he went right back to bathing.

The last thing he expected was for the shower door to open up and for Evil
Wyatt to be standing right there. "Oh I knew you were okay, but I thought
I'd come in anyway," he smirked.

Evans quickly froze up. He thought he was downstairs with the rest of the
family. Could he have anytime alone without Wyatt coming in and
invading. "Wyatt what the fuck are you doing in here!" He shouted. This was
probably going to get him in trouble. He's never sweared at Wyatt before,
but he remembered what I said and thought it was time for him to stand up
for himself. "GET OUT!" He shouted.

"Now, now," Wyatt taunted. "Is that any way to talk to me," he said.

"I don't care if its a way to talk to you or not get the fuck out right
now," Evans repeated even louder this time. He has had enough of Wyatt and
he's not letting him push him around anymore.

"No," Wyatt said firmly. "I want to watch, and maybe join in," he added
raising his eyebrows and smirking at Evans.

"Well you won't be doing that today," Evans replied angrily. "Now I said
get the fuck out!" He shouted as he pushed Wyatt away from the door. He did
not know what came over him. Never in the many years that he's been with
Wyatt has he ever had the strength to push him, except that one time he
tried to kill Wyatt with an athame, but Wyatt made sure that he paid for
that.

Wyatt was pissed off now. He wasn't about to let Evans start defying him
now. He was going to have to teach him a lesson in respect. Wyatt stepped
right back up to the shower and pushed Evans all the way back up against
the wall. He held him there using his power of telekinesis. Then he turned
the water all the way up to the hottest temperature and watched as Evans
stayed there and screamed in pain, as his skin started to burn. The whole
time Evans was screaming Wyatt was chuckling to himself. This was to ensure
that Evans knows that he is not to go against anything that Wyatt wants.

I was downstairs helping Piper set up the kitchen when I heard
screaming. It sounded a lot like me, so it must have been Evans. I looked
at Piper and she nodded saying that it was okay for me to go upstairs. I
knew that Evans must have been in really big trouble so I orbed up there
instead of running. When I got up there I saw Wyatt holding Evans in the
shower, while hot water was touching his body. I don't know how someone
could be such a monster to do that. Wyatt was having so much fun that he
didn't even notice that I came in.

"What is going on in here," I asked with my arms crossed on my chest. I had
a frown on my face that would make any demon think twice about trying me
because right now if I could, I would just blow Wyatt up with a force wave,
but I know that it will mess up the balance between all the Alternate
Universes, and that won't be good for ours.

Wyatt looked back at me for a second and then went right back to torchering
Evans. "But out unless you want to join him," he threatened.

"Get out Wyatt," I said in a warning tone. "Now," I said firmly

"Or else what," he said.

I began advancing towards him. "Trust me Wyatt, Evans might take it from
you, but I promise you, that I'm a whole lot worse than you think. If you
thought our little incident in the attic was bad, I can tell you that was
nothing compared to what else I can do."

"Whatever, I'm going downstairs to see whats for dinner," he shrugged
turning off the water and walking out of the room like nothing happened.

Evans was just left there crying. I don't know how someone could just do
what Wyatt did and act like that was nothing. If he was still right there
I'd use my empath power to make him feel the pain he was giving to Evans,
though it might kill him sense evil can't take human emotions. If you were
to call Wyatt human, but I don't. He's just pure evil to me. I went right
over to Evans and handed him his towel. I'm sure he doesn't like baring it
all in front of himself though I look at it every single day. As soon as he
covered himself up I began to heal up his burns. There was a lot of them so
it took longer.

"You okay Evans," I asked worriedly.

"Yes," he said still crying.

I helped him out of the shower and sat him down so he could calm
down. "What made him go off this time?"

"He wanted to watch me shower and I told him 'no' so he thought he'd
torcher me," Evans explained. "You see this is why I can't stand up for
myself," he stated. "He does things like this to me."

"You did right okay," I told him. "If you had let him get away with it he
would have continued to do this to you more and more, until you know...you
just wouldn't be able to take it."

"I don't see the point in this," Evans said back. "He still is going to
come in the shower when I'm in there and torcher me, so what did that
accomplish," he questioned.

"It proves that you can stand up for yourself," I informed. "If you
couldn't then you would have just let Wyatt take advantage of you like he
always does, but this time you at least stood up for yourself and that's
the way it has to be from now on if you want Wyatt to stop hurting you."

"I wish I did just let him take advantage of me like always, because then I
wouldn't have to go through all of that again," he said. For all of his
life, Evans has never been the person to defend himself. He's always been
the one who's been pushed around and treated like crap, by just about
everyone. Though no demon would ever do that to him. All demons treated him
like royalty or else they would have to answer to Wyatt. None of them would
even think about hurting Evans for any reason what so ever. When it came to
punishment, Wyatt had to be the one to do it himself. If anyone or anything
had hurt Evans, then they would suffer the wrath of the Source. He would
torcher them so badly that they would be begging him to kill them. At least
that's one thing Evil Wyatt did that showed he cared about Evans.

"Don't ever wish that on yourself okay," I said soothingly. "You might not
be the best guy in the world but no one deserves that kind of treatment
okay?" Evans just nodded. "Do you think you'll be okay enough to come
downstairs for dinner," I asked. Knowing him I don't know how good he's
feeling, but I know from experience, if I was like this I wouldn't want to
be around anyone right now.

"No," he muttered. "I don't think I can come down," he said. "I just want
to be alone right now," he stated. "No offense to you or your family its
just, I don't feel well right now."

"Its okay, none taken," I said. "I know how you feel, I've been in your
shoes before." I then got up and helped him up too. I'm sure he'd probably
want to get some sleep or at least some time away from evil Wyatt. "So do
you want to stay in the manor or do you want to stay somewhere else away
from Wyatt?"

"I think I can handle Wyatt," he said a little scared.

"You sure?" I asked.

"Yeah," he nodded.

"Okay then," I said as I began to leave the bathroom. I turned back at him
one last time saying, "if you need anything just call my name, even if its
like at one in the morning," I said. "Wyatt and I'll be staying over to
help you guys out, so I'll just be in the room next door."

"Thanks," he said very thankfully

"No problem, just get some sleep and we'll work on getting you guys back to
your time in the morning alright," I told him. They had to get back to
their universe as soon as possible. We couldn't have things messing up the
Universe or else it could risk magic being exposed, and that could lead to
dire consequences. That's something that got my mom killed and I don't want
to lose anyone important to me like that again. With all that said, I left
and went back downstairs to dinner, which I knew was going to be great from
the smell of things

Evans, having decided he wanted to get some sleep, went back to the
bedroom. It was nice and quiet and Evans couldn't remember the last time he
had some quiet, being a parent now and all. At least he won't have to worry
about anything until he gets back to his time. Really he doesn't want to go
back to his time. He feels as though he has a good place here. Its like
Evil Wyatt can't harm him as much if I'm around and then he has his best
friend Chris around after not seeing him for another five years, so why
would he go back. That's right, the whole balance of the Universe. Evans
would rather live his life with magic exposed. Really there wouldn't be a
difference since Wyatt now practices magic freely without caring about the
consequences, because he's mostly killed off all magical beings as we
speak, including the elders. No, that would be selfish of Evans just to
think about himself and stay here. As much as he doesn't want to go back he
knows he has to because he doesn't want our lives to be effected no matter
how bad his life is.

Evans slipped on some boxers and a wife beater that I gave him for some
clothes, but he figured he would just wear that to bed instead of bothering
me. Even though he knew he could come get me anytime he needed, he just
didn't want to seem like a needy person who has to have everything done for
him. He looked at the time to see that it was eight. It was a little early
for him to be going to sleep, but right now he just couldn't think of doing
anything else, because of the day he's had.

When Evans opened up his eyes, standing over him was the man he deeply
despised right now. Evil Wyatt Matthew Halliwell. Evans looked over at the
clock to see that it was only 9:00 pm, so he must have been sleep for just
an hour, and Wyatt must have eaten fast and came straight upstairs to
torcher him some more. Why couldn't Wyatt just leave him alone. If Evans
could have just one day without Wyatt around he'd be the happiest man alive
in his Universe, though there aren't many happy men in his Universe.

"I said wake up!" Wyatt shouted as he hurled a low voltage energy balls at
Evans while he was still in the bed.

Evans was just so freaked it knocked him out of bed. Thank goodness it
missed him though. He just laid there panting until he saw Wyatt come stand
right back over him again only he could see more of him since he was on the
ground. "What the fuck you bastard," Evans hissed at the father of his
first son.

"And hello to you to lover," Wyatt smirked as he bent over and talked to
Evans.

"What the fuck do you want Wyatt," Evans said as he laid there defenseless
against the Source.

"I grow tired of you resisting me, Evans," Wyatt said as he grabbed one of
Evans' arms and pulled him to his feet.

"Well I'm sorry that I'm forced to have sex with you when I don't want
to. Next time you rape me I'll try to act like it I don't want it," Evans
snapped as he tried to walk away only to be pulled right back into Wyatt's
grasp.

Wyatt smirked and looked at his lover up and down noticing that he only had
on some boxers and a wife beater. This plus Evans yelling at him was enough
to make his manhood go wild in his pants. "You know, I don't know where you
think you were going, but I must say, I like your style," he said as he
began to kiss all over Evans' skin. Wyatt was really needing Evans' right
now. It might have been only a few hours since they had sex, but for Wyatt
it feels like a few weeks. "Do you like my touch," he purred into Evans.

"As much as I would like having my flesh being eaten by worms," Evans
growled back at Wyatt, who he hated so much, but then again he loved
him. He hoped that last comment would just make Wyatt mad enough to just
hit him and then let him sleep. He'd much rather that than being violated
for like the eighth time today.

Wyatt chuckled at how much his lover was resisting. He expected this like
always, so he was pretty much use to it. "Well you'll learn to love it
soon," Wyatt said as he began to suck on Evans' neck. "Trust me, in good
time you will learn to stop talking to me the way you do."

Evans just gasped as he felt Wyatt sucking on his neck, being sure it was
going to leave a mark there in the morning. He really wanted this to stop
and he would do anything to get him to. "Wyatt....stop it right now or I'll
call..I'll..um," he tried to think of what to say but hissed in pain when
he felt Wyatt finally bit his neck. That sure was going to be sore
tomorrow.

Wyatt pulled away from Evans only to stare at him directly in the eyes
knowing that he was going to see fear. Fear was something that he loved. It
gave him control, and control was power, and that's what everything was
about. Whoever has the most power wins. "You'll what? Is that a threat
Evans? You know how I'm not one who takes threats lightly," he reminded. If
he ever heard Evans say anything that even sounded like a threat, Wyatt
punished him and made sure he knew not to threaten Wyatt anymore.

"Wyatt stop it-," Evans was interrupted by Wyatt pressing his own lips up
against his. Wyatt soon started to rub his tongue all over Evans lip,
saying that he wanted in. Evans had no choice, but to open his mouth and
allow Wyatt's tongue to roam inside. If he didn't he would be in
trouble. Evans almost started to cry, but then he remembered what I said
about how he couldn't give into Wyatt. When Wyatt pulled away from him for
a second, Evans knew this was his opportunity to retaliate. Wyatt tried
pressing his lips against Evans, but Evans opened his mouth and sunk his
teeth on Wyatt's bottom lip, and held them there until he tasted blood.

Wyatt drew back and gritted his teeth. He soon backhanded Evans to the
ground so heard, anyone could probably hear it in the house. Wyatt lifted
his hand to his lip to see that he was still bleeding a
little. "DONT. YOU. EVER. DO THAT AGAIN. DO YOU HEAR ME?" Before Evans
could even say anything back, Wyatt grabbed him, by his shirt and violently
threw him on the bed. "It seems as though someone hasn't learned their
lesson yet about going against me," Wyatt said.

Evans just rolled his eyes, knowing that was probably going to earn him
another backhand, but he didn't care. "What lesson? That your a jackass,"
Evans growled back at Wyatt pushing his buttons even more..

The twice blessed the slapped his lover once more. "You just love it when I
hurt you, don't you Evans, but no matter. Despite what you say and what you
think, I love you and I'm going to prove it to you," Wyatt said.
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The rest of the family had gone to sleep. The kids were at magic school
being babysit by Peter, who I feel really bad for, since he won't be around
till we get Alt Chris, Evans, and Evil Wyatt back to their reality. Poor
Peter even has to deal with their son Wyatt Matthew Jr. He's the last thing
I would want to babysit if he's anything like his father.

Since the whole family was asleep, Wyatt begged me to stay up with him and
watch one of his favorite movies, Just Like Heaven. I don't know why he's
so obsessed with Reese Witherspoon, but I promised to love him for better
or for worse and this is for worse. I wanted to go upstairs and go to bed
really bad, but Wyatt said he didn't want to be alone and he would always
plead with me to stay downstairs with him.

I don't know what part of the movie it was right now, but it seems like its
been going on forever and my eyes were so tired that they were practically
closing by themselves. "Wyatt, baby can we please go upstairs," I
pleaded. "I'm tired and then I have to deal with the whole thing with Evil
Wyatt in the morning and I think I should be rested up."

"But aren't you happy to be spending some alone time with me," Wyatt asked.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Okay then," he said. "Look, just stay down here with me for a few more
minutes and then we can go up to bed please," Wyatt begged.

"Alright, but I think you owe me for this one," I said as I crawled over
and rested my head on his chest. I have to admit though, that this feels a
little more comfortable than the bed. I laid there for awhile and didn't
even realize I was laying there for almost thirty minutes. The only way I
knew was when I looked up at the clock. It seems as though time flies when
you're with that one person that you love most. I begin to drift off to
sleep on Wyatt, but then I heard something. It was a thump on the floor and
it was pretty loud. I didn't know what it could be, but whatever it was it
wasn't good. My mind went straight to Evans. I had almost forgot that Evil
Wyatt would probably go to his room, and not any other in the house. I
quickly got off of Wyatt and began to head up the stairs.

"Baby where are you going," Wyatt asked a little upset that I was leaving
him.

"I'll be right back, Wyatt, I just have to go see if Evans is okay," I told
him.

"Okay, but don't be too long," he said.

I nodded and continued all the way up the stairs. On my way up I was trying
to think of what Evil Wyatt was probably doing. No telling right now if he
was beating him, raping him, or all of the above, which is probably
correct. I swear, I would just like to give Evil Wyatt a piece of my
mind. The only thing that's stopping me is that Evans would be the one to
suffer all of it, and not me, and because he has no powers then he's
defenseless, but I'm going to change all of that. I'm going to find a way
to give him his powers back one way or the other. If Evil Wyatt doesn't
like that, I dare him to try to challenge me. Honestly, he might have more
power than I do, but that doesn't mean I won't stop without a fight.

I went up to the door and pressed my ear against it. I couldn't hear
anything, and that wasn't a good sign. That means Evil Wyatt is doing
something and is forcing Evans to keep quiet.

Evil Wyatt had Evans on the bed. He had already stripped him of his
shirt. Wyatt smirked as he began sucking on Evans' neck once more leaving
like ten hickeys and two bite marks. Wyatt then began to feast on Evans'
body. He started out by licking all over his chest up and down
slowly. Evans did not move a muscle afraid of what Wyatt might do if he
did. Wyatt had finally kissed his way down to Evans' lower area, and was
pulling his boxers off, but stopped when he heard the door opening.

There I stood in the doorway with my arms folded over my chest. Seeing this
is something that really pisses me off. I could see Evans was scared of
what was going on by the way he was shivering on the bed.

Wyatt was now looking at me with a frown. As you can see, I just
interrupted his fun and knowing how my Wyatt is when we're interrupted, I'm
pretty sure this Wyatt isn't too happy about it. "Can't you see we're busy
right here," he growled.

"So," I shrugged. "Let me tell you something, Wyatt. You might be able to
force yourself on Evans back in your Universe, but if you take a look
around, you'll realize that we're not in your time period, so you won't be
forcing Evans into anything he doesn't want," I stated. "Evans you okay," I
said looking past Wyatt and at him.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said as he got up. He was just about to leave out of
the room, until Wyatt snatched his arm and looked at him angrily.

<Tell him to leave right now or else I will kill him> Wyatt told Evans
through his mind.

<You wouldn't dare> Evans replied back.

<You know me, Evans, and you know that I am not one to make idle
threats>Wyatt reminded him. That was true. If Wyatt has ever threatened to
do something he has always followed through with it. No one ever took
Wyatt's threats as a thing that you could avoid, because Wyatt has a way
with getting to people.

Evans really didn't want nothing to happen to me. I've already been so nice
to him and stood up for him that he can't allow me to get hurt on his
behalf. "Look, everything is okay, so you can go back downstairs," Evans
lied.

"Are you sure," I asked. I know Evil Wyatt probably threatened him, but I
had no way of proving it so there was nothing I could do. I could keep
offering my help to Evans, but if he doesn't want to take it then there's
not much I can do to help him out. He makes his bed, he lies in it.

"Yeah," Evans gulped. He knew after I left he was in for it.

"Okay then," I said, walking out of the room and closing the door right
behind me.

Evans really wished he could go out with me, but he knew Wyatt wouldn't
allow it. Wyatt sneaked up right behind Evans and wrapped his arms around
his waist from behind and started sniffing the back of his neck before
kissing it. Wyatt then pushed Evans right back onto the bed saying, "now
where were we." Wyatt had a smirk on his face that would scare anything,
but there was nothing that Evans could do about it now. Wyatt was about to
have his way with him.
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Wyatt and I were both laying in bed in the room right next to Evans and
Evil Wyatt and that was the biggest mistake of our lives. I can't believe
we chose to stay over at the manor with them. I could hear them going at it
real bad, and I'm surprised Piper hasn't said anything about it yet. She
probably put ear plugs in her ears to keep them out. Nothing seemed to work
for Wyatt and I since our room had to be the one right next to theres. I'm
thinking real hard about just going right back home, and sleeping there.

"Can't sleep either," Wyatt said.

"What gave you that impression," I said sarcastically. I looked over at the
clock that said 4:05. Could those two be any less considerate. I then heard
Evans give out a loud moan

"Why don't you go over there and tell them to stop," Wyatt suggested.

"Me? Why not you," I asked.

"Oh, because you have more patience then I do, and if I go over there I'll
probably end up killing them both," he stated. It was probably true. Wyatt
didn't have that much patience in him. That's why I don't know how he
handles the kids so well, but I guess because they're his kids. That's the
only reason why.

"Fine, but you owe me," I said grabbing my boxers off the ground and
slipping them on along with a shirt. I made sure to slam the door behind me
as I left the bedroom to let Wyatt know that I wasn't happy and I was sure
to make him pay for this.
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"Give up?" Wyatt asked Evans panting. This was the longest he's gone for a
long time and he wants to make a record of it. Right now he had Evans tied
to the bed like always and was fucking him over and over again like no
other.

"To you, never," Evans snapped. Evans just wanted to slap himself for what
he just said. Maybe he should start thinking about what he says before he
says it, then maybe he'd be able to get evil Wyatt to respect him. Evans
felt more pain when he felt Wyatt pushing his cock back into him. This was
becoming painful. Evans knew his butt was going to be sore in the morning
like always. Next thing he knew, there was a knock at the door.

Wyatt just frowned and pulled out of Evans. He hated being interrupted in
the middle of his fun. That's something him and Good Wyatt have in
common. Wyatt quickly put on his boxers and went to answer the
door. "What?" He growled as he opened the door and saw me standing right
there.

"You two need to keep it down," I stated. "You guys have been keeping
everyone up all night long and you need to just go to bed," I said
frustrated. It was mostly from being tired, but it was still all Wyatt's
fault for going at it with Evans for this long.

"Please, we haven't been going at it for that long," he said. "What time is
it?"

"Its after four you moron," I said. "Trust me, you guys have been going at
it long enough."

"Fine we'll go to bed," he said slamming the door in my face. I should have
known I got that from somewhere. Who would have thought that it was my own
husband. I swear that room reeked of sex and sweat. Wyatt went back to the
bed and untied his lover. "You don't know how lucky you just got," he said
as he crawled into the bed next to Evans and pulled him close.

"Yeah, whatever," Evans said, knowing that was another smart remark that
was probably going to get him in trouble. Evans was just happy that Wyatt
was letting him sleep, since he's mostly had him locked in the room and
going at it with him ever since 9:00pm and now its after 4:00. Evans just
laid there staring at the ceiling for a moment wondering how it must be to
live my life. My Wyatt must really love me a lot to not hit me or treat me
like shit. Evans just wishes his Wyatt was like that. Nice, charming,
funny, loving, but Evans knew he was dreaming. His Wyatt was evil and
didn't care about anyone but himself and power. Evans still wonders why
Wyatt has him around. Its not like he doesn't have a lot of other people he
could just use to relieve him.

Evans got out of bed and put on his boxers and wife beater that he had on,
before Wyatt had came into the room. He quickly headed straight for the
bathroom, needing to pee really bad. Once he was down he washed his hands
and looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't know what he was staring
at. He felt like there was nothing there. Wyatt has taken everything away
from him. His rights to do anything, his rights to feel good, even his
civil rights. All Wyatt has done is made Evans feel real bad about
himself. Some days Evans feels like just cutting his wrist, but then he
remembers that he has a child, and one on the way who depend on him and
love him very much. If it weren't for them, Evans would have killed himself
a long time ago, just to get away from this chaos. Even if he attempted to
do it, he had to make sure that it would have been something that couldn't
be reversed by magic. Knowing Wyatt he would try anything to bring Evans
back from the dead, even going into hell to bring his soul back
himself. Wyatt was just that crazy and that obsessed with Evans. Evans
washed his face and knew he better get back to bed before Wyatt wakes up or
else he'll be in for it.

Quickly he dried his face off with a towel and slowly sneaked back into the
room and made sure he tip toed so that Wyatt wouldn't hear him. He was
successful. When he got back to the room, he saw Wyatt there with the
sheets on him, covering half of his body. Evans wanted to say he looked
like an angel, but he knew that wasn't true. Evans slowly walked back over
to the bed. He opened the covers and was about to get back in bed, until
Wyatt woke up.

Wyatt opened his eyes and swiftly grabbed Evans by the wrists and pulled
him on top of him. Evans had no time to react and ended up straddling on
Wyatt's hips. "Evans," he whispered. "Do you think that you can ever love
me the same way that I love you?" Wyatt asked.

Evans had to think about it for a moment. "I don't know," he said. "Maybe,"
he replied honestly. "Do you think you'll be able to stop punishing me,"
Evans asked. "I know that I probably deserve it, and I'll let you fuck me
anytime you want, but please stop punishing me. Its hard for me to love
someone who keeps hurting me so please stop," Evans begged.

There was a moment of silence before Wyatt just lost it. Evans felt Wyatt
punch him out of nowhere. The punch was hard enough to send Evans flying
off of the bed. Evans could tell that Wyatt was pretty pissed off right now
and there was nothing he could do to calm him down. "You need to be
punished for running that little mouth of yours," Wyatt hissed as he got
out of bed. Evans knew he had done it now. Evans looked up from the floor
where he laid terrified for what was about to come. Evans could see that
Wyatt was in pure rage. The blows started coming down on him hard and all
Evans could do was lay there and take it.
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I could feel the sun against my face and knew it was time to wake up. I
really didn't want to get up right now. The last thing I wanted to deal
with was an Evil Wyatt and getting him back to his Universe so he could put
Evans and Alt. Christopher through more hell, but if I didn't then the
balance would be messed up so I had to. I felt around the bed and there was
something miss. Wyatt wasn't in bed with me.  I wonder where he went. Its
not like him to get out of bed and not tell me where he was going, but he
probably just went to go check on the kids, so I can't get mad at him for
that.

Looking over at the clock I saw that it was 11:00am. I usually don't sleep
this late, but then again, I usually don't have an Evil Wyatt sleeping in a
bedroom next to me going at it for like seven hours. I just can't wait to
get rid of him. First he comes into our time and tries to start something
with me, then he thinks he can take over this house, and next he keeps
everyone awake all night, because he has sexual urges.

I rolled the covers off of me and went to the drawer and put my clothes
on. Thank goodness I always have some clothes over here just in case I
spend the night for whatever reason it may be. When I opened the bedroom
door, it was pretty quiet, but I had to remember that I was in the manor,
not at my house, and the kids were at magic school. I was so use to waking
up to the sound of loud kids. For once I was smelling breakfast and someone
else cooking it instead of me. I made my way downstairs to see just about
everyone gone except for Piper, but she had all her stuff packed up and it
looked like she was about to leave. I made my way over to the breakfast
table to see all that she had made and it was a good variety.

"Hey Chris, good morning," she smiled. "I've got to go work at P3 this
morning so take good care of the manor for me."

"Okay," I replied. "Do you have any idea where Wyatt went," I asked.

"Him and Evil Wyatt went to go check on the kids at magic school, then
they're going to go find some ingredients for a potion," Piper answered.

"Don't we have all the ingredients we need for any potion," I questioned.

"No, well at least not this one," Piper said. "There's just some special
ingredients needed to get them back to their own time, so that's what they
went to go get."

"Oh, okay," I said. "Oh and by the way have you seen Evans around here by
any chance," I asked.

"Nope," she was quick to answer. "Haven't heard from him," she said. "Maybe
he's still sleep," she guessed. "You should go check on him."

"I probably will," I agreed.

"Okay well take care and I'll be back as soon as I can," she said as she
left out of the manor.

I began to get worried. If Wyatt was gone then where could Evans
be. Wherever he was I was just about to find out. I bolted up the stairs
went straight into their room. Unfortunately he wasn't in there. That was
unbelievable. Maybe he had gone with Evil Wyatt, but then again maybe he
didn't feel like it, but Evil Wyatt makes Evans do a lot of things he
doesn't want, but not if my Wyatt has anything to say about it, so my Wyatt
would have made Evans stay here, so that means he had to be here, but
where. I slowly began to enter the room, until I felt myself almost slip on
a puddle. Thinking I was water, I looked down. It turned out that it was
blood. That must mean that Wyatt had just beaten Evans again last night. I
went back out of the room and saw that there was a blood trail all the way
down the upstairs hallway. I don't even know why I didn't notice it before.

Quickly I followed the blood trail all the way back to the bathroom. I was
praying that Evans wasn't dead. He couldn't be, because if he was then I
would have felt something or at least I should have. When I slowly opened
the door, I saw a battered and beat up Evans lying in the shower, letting
water run all over him as blood dripped off of him. I couldn't believe
it. How could someone be so evil as to do this to him. I ran over to him
and noticed that he was unconscious. He must have used up all his strength
crawling over here. I started to feel around him to see how bad of a state
he was in, and it was pretty bad. He had a broken nose, broken ribs, busted
lip, and many other things. I just can't believe Wyatt beat him to that
state. I knew Wyatt could be really abusive, but not this abusive, and this
is when he's in our Universe. I hate to see how he acts when he's back in
his.

I let my hands run over Evans as golden orbs appeared from both of them. He
was nearly dead, but I knew no matter how Evil Wyatt was, I'm sure he would
have come back to heal him, but I couldn't leave Evans like this. I kept
running my healing hands all over Evans' body until I knew that he was
completely healed.

"Evans," I whispered. "Evans," I said even loud. "Come on wake up," I
pleaded for awhile and shook him but carefully. I knew he might have been
healed but he was in some real bad pain.

Evans squinted his eyes before he finally opened them. He was surprised
that he could since Wyatt had given him two black eyes instead of one this
time. "Chris..." he muttered knowing that it could only be me, since I'm
just about the only one who checks on him often.

"Come on Evans, let me help you up," I said grabbing one of his arms and
wrapping it around my shoulder, and led him straight back to my room and
let him sit on the bed for awhile and relax before I said something. "Evans
what happened?" I asked angrily.

"Nothing," he lied. "Just some stuff, that's all."

"Quit playing games with me Evans," I scolded. "You can't just keep
covering up all these black eyes, broken bones, and bruises and tell me
that nothing is going on. I'm trying to help you, but I can't unless you
want help."

"No one can help me Chris," Evans said hopelessly. "It was my fault
anyway," Evans sighed. "I asked him to stop hurting me and that only
provoked him so I got what I deserved."

"Do you hear yourself," I asked even more angry. "You're saying that you
deserve what he does to you." I shook my head as I paced around the
room. "I really don't know how you do it Evans, I really don't."

"Trust me he's done worse," Evans stated.

"Oh really? Would you like to tell me about it, since you don't want to try
to stand up for yourself."

"Sure," Evans shrugged. "You said you stayed there until you saw Bianca
dying, but you really should have stayed longer."

Flashback....

Evans was standing over Bianca's almost dead body. He had just lost his
brother and his best friend and now he was about to lose the only other
friend that mattered to him the most. Evans just sat there over Bianca,
holding her hand for a long time. He just wishes he had though twice about
trusting Wyatt before he did what he did. Now he's made the whole thing
worse. Bianca was about to die because of him, and if only he had not sent
Chris back in the past they would still be here with him. Evans was sobbing
so bad that he didn't even notice Wyatt had flammed in right behind him.

Wyatt was angry. Why was Evans standing over that bitch. She had betrayed
him and now his lover was down there crying over her almost dead body,
which made him want to puke. Wyatt slowly moved closer to where Evans was
and waited for him to turn around and notice his presence. Once he saw that
Evans face was looking up at him, he violently slapped him so hard that it
instantly left a mark.

"Where the hell have you been," Wyatt growled. "I have been looking for you
everywhere and I come and find you lying over this bitches helpless body,"
Wyatt said as he paced around the room.

Evans slowly crawled back scared that Wyatt would hit him again. "You
killed my friend you evil bastard," Evans hissed back. "You tried to kill
our brother and you promised me and Bianca that you wouldn't hurt him,"
Evans reminded him, but then again, when is it ever like Wyatt to keep his
promises. He should have known better and Evans mostly blames himself for
what happened.

Wyatt was so angry that he began to advance on Evans while he stumbled
back. "You both said that you would talk some since into him, and I see as
that did no good," he gritted through his teeth. "And now he's going to
destroy everything I worked so hard for," Wyatt stated.

"That shouldn't matter Wyatt," Evans said moving behind a couch and putting
it in between him and Wyatt as he got up. "He's still our brother, and I
can't believe you were just going to kill him like that," I yelled at him,
but I should know better. He's probably going to kill me after this whole
conversation is done. "No matter what he did, you should still love him
enough not to want to kill him, Wyatt. He's family," I stated.

"We don't need him, Evans," Wyatt said chasing me around the couch. "All I
need is you, me, and our child. That's all the family I want." Wyatt then
started chasing me around the couch even faster. He was at his peak right
now.

I wanted to do something to piss him off even more. What's the harm, I mean
I'm already in trouble, so why not take advantage of it while I can and say
some stuff that I've been wanting to say for a long time. "Well I don't
need you, Wyatt," I hissed at him. "You're an evil asshole and I hate you
and want nothing to do with you, you hear me?"

Wyatt was really about to lose it now. "I guess you haven't learned your
lesson, so looks like I'm going to have to teach you a thing or two," he
said as he chased Evans around the whole attic some more, but he still
didn't catch him. It was a surprise how fast he could run when he was in
danger. Wyatt was being made a fool of by his own lover, and he wasn't
going to have it. "Lets go Chris, you're only making this a lot harder on
yourself."

"I'm not going anywhere with you," Evans argued. "That was the last time
you hit me and put me over your shoulder and drag me back home with you
again," Evans said. He was being real resistant and he thought if he stood
up to Wyatt now that maybe, just maybe Wyatt would start learning to
respect him and treat him equally instead of just like a sex toy.

Wyatt then growled at Evans. He just wanted to flame over there and beat
the tar out of him, but he knew that's just what Evans wanted, but Wyatt
had to make him suffer even more for thinking he could act this way towards
him and get away with it. "You know what, since you want to act like a
hero, I'm going to treat you like one," he said. "I'm not going to make you
come with me, you're going to come with me voluntarily. Make no mistakes,
Evans, I always get what I want. Always have and always will."

"Nothing you can do can make me walk out of here with you," Evans yelled at
the evil Source.

"Oh really?" Wyatt smirked. He then conjured up an athame. At first Evans
though Wyatt was just going to stab him to death, but what he didn't expect
was Wyatt to walk over to Bianca's body that was only a few more moments
away from death.

"Get away from her!" Evans shouted.

With one hand Wyatt began healing her wound, and with the other hand he
began tracing all over her skin with the athame. When he saw that she was
fully healed, Wyatt began his assault on Bianca, by cutting her skin, and
having her cry out in pain. That was just music to Wyatt's ears. All he did
was continued cutting while he gave his little evil laugh that was
seriously annoying.  He direct the athame to one of her ears and cut line
down there before he cut her whole ear off which made her cry in pain. He
saw one of her hands trying to move so he cut that off slowly making sure
that she suffered.

Evans could barely watch as he saw his good friend Bianca being dissected
like an animal. How could he be so evil to heal her only to make her suffer
some more. This was not good. "Wyatt don't do this," Evans pleaded.

Wyatt looked back at Evans and smirked. He could see that he was getting to
his lover and that's how he wanted it. Wyatt doesn't know why he didn't
think of this before. Torturing Bianca and Evans begging for him to stop
was just the cherry on top of his day. "Its your choice, Evans. Do you want
me to stop torturing your soon to be dead sister in law or are you going to
continue to fight me. Either way you still belong to me. We're bound
together by blood."

"You're fucking insane Wyatt," Evans shouted. "Do you know how sick you
sound right now."

That really hit Wyatt where it hurt. Without anything more said he turned
right back to Bianca and continued cutting her everywhere. Her cries of
pain were cover up by Wyatt's evil laugh. The athame traced along her nose
before Wyatt just cut it off, having blood spill down all over her body.

"This is doctor Wyatt Halliwell reporting for surgery," he taunted. He
looked back at me to see the shocked expression on my face. He was enjoying
every minute of torture that he was giving Bianca and Evans. "What's it
going to be Evans," he asked as he traced the athame down Bianca's
skin. "How much more of her do I have to cut before you see the truth," he
said. Wyatt then traced his athame over to Bianca's other ear ready to cut
it off.

"Wyatt, please don't do it," Evans begged.

"Why not? Its so much fun, and it brings so much music to my ears," he said
as he finally chopped off her ear. Bianca was now ear less and there was no
way she could hear anything or smell right now. Wyatt was really a sick
bastard, and he just loved to torture every inch of her body. Wyatt then
traced it up to her eyeballs. Evans did not know how much more of this he
could take. "Its your call Evans," Wyatt reminded him. "Say the words and
I'll stop this, but if you don't then we can always continue playing
operation on poor little Bianca here. Wyatt's athame was going straight for
Bianca's eyes

Evans really didn't want to watch this. He had already watched as Wyatt
took her hearing away and her ability to sniff, now he was thinking about
blinding her. Evans knew that there was no way he could save her from
dying, but he knew that he could stop Wyatt from torturing her.

"Wyatt stop hurting her and I'll go home with you," Evans gave in. "Just
don't touch her anymore please."

Wyatt smirked knowing he had just one this battle. He got up and left
Bianca's crying body right there to die. Wyatt then walked over to Evans,
and he saw that Evans wasn't going to move, because he knew if he did,
Bianca would be the one to pay the price. Wyatt grabbed Evans by the arm
and began to walk out of the attic dragging him along with him.

"I try to treat you as my consort. As an equal and you have the nerve to
say all those things to me. If you ever try to defy me, I will break every
bone in your body do you understand me," Wyatt lectured as he continued
down the stairs. Evans didn't say a word. He refused to give Wyatt the
satisfaction. Wyatt had already gotten him to come with him, so Evans
thought he wouldn't say anything the whole time Wyatt was dragging him away
with him. "I show you kindness, I show you love and this is how you repay
me," Wyatt said as he dragged Evans down the second set of stairs.

"I was just trying to do the right thing Wyatt," Evans spoke for the first
time since they left the attic. "Wyatt you're turning evil and you're
scaring me so the only thing that I could do that I thought was right was
send our brother back into the past."

"Your mother was always trying to do the right thing, by protecting her
sisters and so was our grandmother Patty, and then Grams, and it goes all
the way back to our ancestor Melinda Warren, and look at where it got them?
And I see you making the same mistake that they did, and I'm trying to save
you from those same exact mistakes they made that cost them their lives,"
Wyatt explained. This was really driving him crazy. He thought after how
long he's had Evans with him, it seems as though he hasn't learned his
lesson from all those beatings.

"Yeah, by being evil and becoming the source of all evil," Evans muttered
under his breath, but Wyatt heard.

Wyatt then backhanded Evans in the face. "How many times do I have to tell
you and Chris. Its not about good and Evil. Its all about power and whoever
has the most power wins. Instead of using their power to look after
themselves, they used it to protect innocents, and your mother got herself
killed trying to protect my mother and our Aunt Freebie." Wyatt then
finally got outside and flamed them back to the mansion. Evans knew he was
in trouble now. "How dare you," Wyatt grunted as he punched Evans in the
stomach. Luckily the baby was protected or that could have just killed
it. "Talk to me that way," he said punching Evans in the stomach a second
time. Evans felt so sick that he just threw up what he had that
morning. "You'll clean that up when I'm done with you," he said.

"Wyatt please," Evans begged barely being able to talk as he tried backing
away from Wyatt.

"Please what," he asked.

"Stop this," he said barely able to talk. "You don't have to do this Wy."

"You know this hurts me a lot more than it hurts you," Wyatt said as he
advanced towards Evans who just laid there on the ground scared.

"Please you expect me to trust you on that one," Evans said back coldly
knowing that this was probably only making things worse. He just wishes
that he could just clothes his eyes and Wyatt would just go away.

"I'm about to make a believer out of you," he said as he took off his
belt. Evans started to crawl away, and Wyatt quickly followed after
him. "You better not move or else this will be a whole lot worse," Wyatt
warned. Wyatt took no time in swinging the belt and cracking it against
Evans' skin, that left some hard welts on his back. Evans' tried crawling
away, but Wyatt just started swinging the belt harder and hitting Evans
harder with it. Evans cried out in pain as he felt the black leather going
up against his skin. He couldn't believe that Wyatt was doing this to
him. Someone who says that they love him is putting him through more pain
then he's ever been. There was a minute when Evans felt nothing, but when
he looked up he saw Wyatt swing his belt, and it wrapped around Evans'
neck, and Wyatt yanked him forward cutting off his air circulation. Evans
screamed as he fell forward on his knees in front of Wyatt. "You're mine,
Evans," Wyatt said possessively

"No, I'm not," Evans argued as he was still choking on the belt.

"Oh is that so," Wyatt said.

"Why don't you just kill me and get it over with like you do with the
others who betray you," Evans said. Evans didn't know how much longer he
was going to last until he passed out from that rope. It was really killing
him, and if Wyatt didn't stop it soon then Evans wouldn't be able to breath
again.

Wyatt loosened the bond around his lovers neck with TK. He could sense that
Evans was about to pass out and he wasn't done with him yet. "No, I'm not
going to kill you," he said. "I don't know how many times I have to tell
you that, before you believe it." Wyatt watched as Evans started choking
even more as he tried to take in air. Wyatt took this as the opportunity to
kick Evans in the chest hard, but not too hard. Remember he didn't want to
kill him. Evans tried to crawl away from Wyatt, but Wyatt quickly got
behind him and grabbed a handful of his hair and whispered in his ear. "You
know I can't decide if whether I like seeing you most. Happy or miserable."

"Go to hell," Evans growled back.

Wyatt heard he words, but they seemed to not have phased him one bit. "You
know what I like? I like seeing you right after I force you to have sex
with me. When I make you cum you can't help, but be disgusted because you
don't know why you came, but you know you like it, because you and I both
know that deep down we're the same." Wyatt then let go of Evans to see him
crawl away some more.

"I'm nothing like you Wyatt," Evans said back coldly.

"So you think you're better than me Evans," Wyatt challenged him.

"No, I just think I'm sane thank you," Evans replied sarcastically, knowing
how Wyatt hates it when he's sarcastic.

"Well you must be pretty crazy to think that you can defy me," Wyatt
pointed out. "You know that you can never win against me," he added. "In
the end I will have you in every way possible."

"It'll be over my dead body," Evans said as he continued to crawl away from
his half brother. "You won't have a snowballs chance in hell."

"Oh really," Wyatt said advancing on him.

"Yeah, that's right," Evans said.

"Evans you know how powerful I am and I can make you beg to join me," Wyatt
said.

Evans just rolled his eyes as he remembered how many other witches he's
done that to, and then he thought about how Wyatt tried to get Chris to
join him, which was a nightmare. "So what," Evans spoke back.

"I can make you do whatever I want, do you understand that," he informed
him.

"Please," Evans taunted the source. "If you could then why don't you do it
huh?"

Wyatt smirked back at his lover who was still helplessly on the
floor. "Yeah, but whats the fun in that," he said.

"Yeah whatever," Evans shrugged.

Wyatt was really getting sick and tired of Evans smart allec remarks. It
was about time he learned a lesson in respect. Wyatt advanced towards him
and quickly grabbed him before Evans could get any further. He grabbed his
chest and aggressively brought Evans to his feet. "Get up to you room, now
and take off all of your clothes," Wyatt demanded.

"No," Evans protested. This was sick what Wyatt was doing, though Evans
doesn't know why he's not use to it by now.

"You will do as I say or we can go back to the manor and I can torture your
friend Bianca some more," Wyatt threatened.

Evans hated seeing Bianca in that type of position. She might have been a
phoenix and she might have done some terrible things before she met Chris,
but no one deserved to be tortured like that before they died. "You
wouldn't dare," Evans replied back.

"I wouldn't huh," Wyatt said as he pushed his lover back down on the floor
with a great force. Evans landed with a big thump, before he rolled over
onto his stomach and tried to crawl away from Wyatt for like the tenth time
that day. Wyatt smirked at that sight. It was the position that he wanted
Evans in. Wyatt reached out and grabbed Evans by the sides and orbed them
both up to their bedroom. Evans tried to squirm away when they materialized
on the bed. Wyatt held onto his lover even tighter and gave him a few hard
spanks on the but that were sure to leave a mark. "You are a very naughty
boy, Evans, and I'm going to help you learn your lesson," Wyatt whispered
into his ear. Evans was sickened at what Wyatt was saying to him in his
ear. He was doing his best to get away, but it wasn't working at all. Wyatt
took the opportunity to lick all over Evans neck and face, while his hands
began to roam inside of Evans' pants. "You like that don't you? Just stop
fighting it Evans. It doesn't have to hurt," Wyatt purred in his ears as he
orbed Evans' pants off and then flipped him over so that he was laying on
his back.

"Fuck you, Wyatt," Evans hissed at the evil man.

Wyatt chuckled at how resistant his lover was being. "You must like it,
when it hurts," he said. "You know you want me, so why don't you be honest
with yourself even if you're not going to be honest with me or anyone else
for that matter."

"You don't know what you're talking about, bastard," Evans grunted while
struggling with the father of his soon to be born baby.

"Oh I don't?" Wyatt raised an eyebrow. "Well, why don't you enlighten me
then, Evans. Tell me why you are so hard right now?"

Evans saw that Wyatt was still smirking and he turned away from him. That
smirk was scary enough to break a mirror. Evan really wanted to wipe that
smirk off of Wyatt's face, by punching him, but there wasn't really much he
could do since Wyatt was on top of him, holding him down and had his arms
pinned above his head. This would have been a great opportunity to use his
empath power, but then he knew Wyatt would have found out about that it
wouldn't be pretty. Wyatt would take that power for sure. Evans kept
struggling trying to find a way to get away from Wyatt. He wasn't going to
let Wyatt push him around anymore, but he wasn't going to use his powers to
get away, and then he'd have no defense against him. He had to wait until
he maybe got more powers in the future so he could use those. Right now
though, he was tired of always being controlled and beaten by Wyatt, and
just laying there in the bed and taking it. Though in his heart he knew
some part of him loved Wyatt. He didn't know why since all Wyatt has done
was torture him for a lot of his life.

Evans figured out just how to piss Wyatt off and get that smirk off his
face. "I hate you Wyatt, and trust me, you have never gotten me hard. I was
just thinking about another one of your demons, that's what always gets me
hard." Evans knows he's going to pay dearly for this. The smirk on Wyatt's
face quickly disappeared. Evans knew he was winning now. "I mean all your
demons are so hot, I'd rather have sex with one of them than you," he
taunted. "I'm sick and tired of you Wyatt. You're the biggest asshole in
the world. I'm through playing your games."

"Games? You think I'm playing games with you, Evans," Wyatt grunted.

"Thats all you ever do, and that's all you're ever good for," Evans teased.

Wyatt backhanded him for that comment. "Do you have a death with?" Wyatt
asked. "There are so many other people I could go and make my consort. I
don't need you," he said.

Evans was scared for a moment but he quickly hid it. The last time he heard
those words was when Wyatt said them to Chris, and that was when he tried
to kill him. "I know you don't, but you want me," Evans stated.

"And whatever I want I get," Wyatt reminded him. "Thats how it is and has
always been and that's how it will always be."

"Not this time Wyatt," he said. "You can't have me. I'll never be yours,
you here me," Evans shouted. "You can do whatever you want to me, but
you'll never have me the way you want so you might as well just kill me
now."

Wyatt chuckled and shook his head. "You seem to have misunderstood the
whole situation," he said. "You are not going anywhere. I have you in every
way possible," Wyatt said.

"Oh please, sit back and watch me," Evans aid.

"Do you seriously think that you can run away from me, Evans? You know I'd
find you anywhere. There's no place in this world you can hide from me
lover. Its destiny that we belong together," Wyatt said. Little did Evans
know that it was true that they were meant to be together. In just about
every alternated Universe, Wyatt and Evans ended up together.

"If this is really love, wouldn't you like to know what life would be like
if you hated me," Evans said still struggling under Wyatt.

"I could never hate you, Evans," he said. "You're everything to me. You're
so strong and beautiful, and I would hate to see anything happen to you,
and you wouldn't be able to survive without me. You don't have the skill to
survive on your own. I've kept you sheltered from everyone and everything,"
Wyatt stated.

"I'd rather be taking me chances out somewhere else than to stay here with
you," Evans said back coldly. "You've hurt me more than anyone, and I just
can't take it anymore. You're killing me."

"You just need to be taught a lesson that's all," Wyatt said as he petted
Evans like he was a pet.

"I think I've learned enough lessons from you," Evans said.

"Well obviously you have, because you haven't learned you place yet. I"m
going to rule this sorry planet and everything on it, and there's nothing
you can do about it, but take your place beside me as my consort," Wyatt
lectured his lover.

"Yeah but no one else will benefit from it," Evans stated

"Oh really? Have you been talking to our little brother again," Wyatt asked
and Evans nodded. "What did he tell you? Was it something he saw in his
premonition? Is this why you're behaving this way? Is that why you're
rejecting my love?" Wyatt asked with concern in his voice.

Evans could sense that Wyatt was worried for the first time. With his
empath in full effect it didn't take long for him to find it in him. "Yes,"
Evans managed to say.

"Whatever he told you, I did it for us. The elders were getting in my way,
and they already got to Christopher and turned him against me and then they
wanted you, so I had to kill them all if I wanted to at least keep you by
my side," Wyatt explained to him.

Evans had no clue what he was talking about. This wasn't what Chris told
him at all. "What the hell, Wyatt? You killed the elders?" Evans repeated.

"What? You didn't know? You're getting real good at tricking me Evans, but
soon I will beat it out of you," Wyatt gritted through his teeth.

"What Chris told me was much worse than you killing those elders," Evans
stated.

"Oh really? What did he tell you?" Wyatt asked.

"Don't worry about it, because its not going to happen. If Chris doesn't
succeed in changing you in the past, I promise that I will stop it," Evans
said confident against Wyatt.

"You?" Wyatt said laughing. "What makes you think that you can stop me from
hurting other people if you can't even stop me from hurting you?"

"Because I have to and I will do anything that it takes to stop you," Evans
said.

"Yeah, well thats a very hard goal for someone like you. All you are is a
miserable powerless witch who has no chance of going up against me. However
you do make a formidable ally and a terrific concubine," Wyatt stated and
smirked again knowing how much Evans didn't like it.

"Fuck you, Wyatt," Evans yelled as he struggled his hardest to try to get
away from Waytt.

"Always the feisty one and you are good at it too, but enough talk, its
time we have a repeat performance of that night I got you pregnant," Wyatt
reminded him. Wyatt moved off of Evans and held him in place with
telekinesis while he spread his legs wide and then made him watch him
undress. Violently Wyatt tore off his clothes saying, "I'm going to fuck
you so hard that you won't be able to sit for a week." Evans was shivering
in fear of what Wyatt was saying and how crazy he was acting. Wyatt draped
his body over Evans' running his hand up and down Evans' thigh. "No one can
make you feel the way I can Evans, and you know it," Wyatt whispered
against Evans' neck enjoying the shivers he was getting from it. Wyatt
grabbed Evans' manhood and began stroking it up and down hard. He looked up
to see Evans bitting his lip to hold his moan in. "I will make you scream
before the night is over, Evans," Wyatt said.

"You're not man enough to make me moan," Evans said out of spite.

"Fuck you," Wyatt said.

"I thought that's what you were trying to do to me, since thats all you
do," Evans said back. This time he couldn't suppress the moan that came out
of his mouth, but he was able to cover it up with a laugh, and just hoped
that Wyatt didn't notice it.

"Those stubborn little acts have to go. You might have inherited your
mother's powers and her will to protect everyone, but you also inherited
her little stubbornness," Wyatt grunted as he let go of Evans' dick. Wyatt
then lifted Evans legs in the air and began to push in. It really hurt like
hell. This was his punishment if he ever made Wyatt angry. Wyatt would fuck
him without any lube, which was pretty painful. "You're still so tight. I
mean you've always been this tight ever since I can remember the first time
I fucked you. I love it when you're tight. That's why I always heal you
after we have sex," Wyatt said as he finally pushed all the way in.

Evans bit down on his lip as hard as he could to stop himself from
screaming like Wyatt wanted. He soon felt Wyatt hitting his prostate. Wyatt
was very determined to make him scream. He decided to grab Evans' cock and
pump his fast and hard while he pounded his as harder and harder. Evans
didn't know how much longer he could last, but he kept himself in
check. This is the last thing he wanted. No matter how good it felt, he was
not going to give Wyatt the satisfaction of hearing him scream.

"Scream, you know you want to, Evans. You can hardly stand it as is. You
know that if I start kissing you on your sensitive spot then its all over,"
he warned, but he saw Evans still wasn't screaming so he started kissing
Evans on the neck. Wyatt knew that was one spot that Evans couldn't hold in
on, and thats what he liked. Evans couldn't help but start screaming and
cumming along with with Wyatt when he felt Wyatt nibbling on his neck.

End of flashback.........

Having told me about that Evans just sat there on the edges of the stairs
with his face buried in his hands crying. That was the worst day
ever. Seeing his friend being tortured, losing his his brother, and then
being beaten and raped by the person who says that they love him.

I put my hands on Evans back and began to comfort him. I did not know what
to say right now. This was just too much for me to take. I thought my
experience with Evil Wyatt was bad, but that just blew mine out of the
water big time. I really felt sorry for him. That was just half of what he
had to go through, and I don't know if Wyatt even helped him through his
whole pregnancy, and now Evans is pregnant again. This is really bad.

"Its okay," I told him. "That was something you just had no control over,"
I stated. "I mean, evil Wyatt is a person who always gets what he wants and
will do anything to get it."

"I didn't? I'm the one who taunted him to do it," Evans said.

"Yeah, but come on, if he chose to do that its his fault," I stated. Evans
was still not seeing what I was saying so I knew I was going to have to
explain this a little bit better to him. "Look, you can't keep blaming
yourself for what Wyatt does to you," I told him. "You don't deserve that,
and you shouldn't have to take it."

"Well what else am I suppose to do huh?" Evans questioned. "I can't fight
him back, he's a lot stronger than me and I don't have any powers."

"Evans, you still have that empath power so use it," I suggested. "I know
you say that's you're only way to defend yourself, but if you don't defend
yourself against Wyatt then what's the point?"

"I guess you're right," he sighed.

"Now come on, lets go check on our kids," I said holding out my hands.

Just as we were both about to shimmer out a group of demons shimmered
in. This was not good at all. I can't orb out of here, because I just might
lead them to the kids and back to magic school. I looked around and quickly
counted them. There were like twenty demons and two of us, but really one
since Evans really didn't have any powers except for that empath one, but
I'm not to sure if he knows how to control it well since he never uses it.

"Evans run!" I demanded. "Get out of here and go upstairs!" I shouted as I
saw demons coming towards us like a bunch of vultures. I didn't know what
they wanted or why they were here, because Patrica was nowhere around the
manor. "Wyatt!" I called, but nothing happened. I was just about ready to
kill Wyatt because he never answers me. "Chris!" I called, but I still got
nothing. "Aunt Paige!" Still nothing. It was up to me to take them all on.

"I can help," Evans said trying to focus his empath power on a demon, but
for some reason it wasn't working.

"No you can't Evans now go," I said. A demon then sent an energy ball
flying his way. "ENERGY BALL," I shouted causing the energy ball to turn
into a bunch of orbs. I then redirected back at the demon who sent it at
Evans, but the demon was quick enough to shimmer out and shimmer back in
just in time to miss the energy ball. These demons were some slippery
ones. Another one sent another energy ball my way, but I was able to jump
in the air and miss it before it hit me. I don't know how I'm going to do
this. I conjured up an athame and sent it straight a group of demons. All
of them were able to move out of the way in time except for one. He
actually caught it, which was unbelievable. No demon has ever caught my
athames that I've thrown. I've never met any demons this tough before. I
don't know who they work for, but their boss must be a really good teacher,
if they know how to block my attacks. I wish I was still pregnant right now
so I could use my baby's power to set them on fire. Next thing I knew, I
looked over to see that same demon shimmer out and shimmer in behind
Evans. He still had the athame in his hands and was about to stab him. I
couldn't let that happen. "Evans duck!" I shouted. Immediately Evans
ducked. I held out my hand and blew a breath of cold air at the demon and
he froze into solid ice.

Once he was frozen Evans delievered a back kick to him causing him to
shatter in pieces. Evans might have not had his powers, but he was still
able to do hand to hand combat since that's just how every charmed one was
raised. "That's one down and nineteen to go," Evans stated.

"I know that, now get back upstairs!" I shouted at him for the millionth
time. I didn't want to see him get hurt because of me.

"Why, I can help?" Evans said back.

"I'm more worried about your baby now get back upstairs," I said. A demon
then shimmered behind me and grabbed my neck trying to strangle me to
death. I conjured another athame and stabbed him in the stomach and managed
to move away from him before he blew up. That was a close one and that was
because I was worried about Evans and why was he not listening. I then
looked towards him and saw a demon shimmer in right behind him, and hit him
with an energy ball, knocking him out unconscious. "Evans!" I shouted as I
saw the demon shimmer away with his body. I was to worried about Evans that
I didn't even notice another demon shimmering behind me and did the exact
same thing.

When I woke up I looked around to see that I was in an awkward place. It
had to be the Underworld since so many demons were gathered around. I
suddenly remembered that a demon hit me and brought me here. I had to find
Evans. Little did I know was that he was lying right next to me. We were
both up against the wall for some reason. I don't know why a demon would
want us. Only one Charmed isn't going to be that much power. I hope whoever
the demon is that wants us is not planning to go on a charmed hunting
spree.

I then saw that same group of demons walking up to us. I could see that
their leader was in front. I didn't know who he was, but he looked
familiar. I'm sure I've been told a story about him, but I just wish I
could remember what story it was.

"Chris," Evans muttered as he woke up. "What happened?"

"A demon got us both and brought us here for some reason," I stated.

"Why do you think he brought us here," Evans asked.

"I don't know," I said back. "You're guess is as good as mine." I watched
as more and more demons shimmered in. This was not good. I don't like sight
of all these demons coming in after us. I hope they're not planning to kill
us. I still remember that if they do its going to offset the balance and
that will not be good for all the alternated Universes.

The leader had finally approached us. He was a tall man. He seemed kind of
old, but who knows how old any demons are since they don't age or whatever
like mortals do. His hair was dark and he had a lot of facial hair. The
more I look at him the more I can remember seeing him in the Book of
Shadows. Its hurting my head to think of where I might have seen him
before.

"Well, well, what have we here," he said as he examined us both. "I told my
minions to go and bring me back the Charmed One by the name of Chris Evans,
but I never expected double the fun," he said chuckling. He then went over
and examined Evans and started to run his hands over his face. "My, my what
a pretty little Charmed One you guys are. I say I just might have some fun
with you both before I kill you," he said.

"Who the hell are you," I asked.

The guy just looked over at me and laughed. "You know for a Charmed One,
and a decedent from the old Charmed Ones, I'm very surprised you haven't
heard of me," he stated. "I'm the demon who almost defeated you're aunts or
mother. Which ever son of the Charmed One you are. As I was saying, I
almost killed the Charmed Ones, and I was lucky enough to get a hold of
that little Nexus they had, but somehow they found a way to vanquish it,"
the man stated.

After hearing that story I knew exactly who the guy was. "Zanko," I gritted
through my teeth. I should have known. Who else would have had that dark
hair and everything and have such strong demon workers. "I thought my Aunts
vanquished you a long time ago."

"Your Aunts aye," he said. "I thought you might be the son of a Charmed
One, but I guess I was mistaken."

"Actually I am, but my mother died early so shut up," I shouted at the evil
man.

"Well it doesn't matter," he said going back to Evans. "I'm just glad to
have a Charmed One in my presence," he went and started running his hands
through Evans' hair.

"Don't worry, because when I get out of this I'll make sure you're
vanquished," I threatened.

"You know I find it pretty funny that you're sitting up here threatening me
when you're the one who's all tied up," he said smiling. "Now if you don't
mind, I'm trying to have some fun with this one," he said referring to
Evans, "since he obviously knows when to keep his mouth shut." Zanko then
took out a potion and tried to make Evans drink it but he jerked
away. Zanko wasn't going to have that so he used his hand to hold Evans in
place and open his jaw and forced him to keep it open as he poured in the
vile. "There that should do it."

I saw that Evans was getting a little woozy. "What did you do to him, you
evil son of a bitch?!" I asked.

"I just slipped him a little drug so he won't feel any pain while I'm
fucking his brains out," Zanko laughed.

"So basically you slipped him the date rape potion," I said. I know the
term was date rape drug, but this was a potion instead. I don't know what
made Zanko attracted to me or Evans, but he's clearly insane. "I can't
believe you're doing that to him."

"Don't worry you'll get some too," he promised.

"You're sick," I replied.

"Yeah well, you're hot so we're even," he said. Next thing I saw as him
kissing all over Evans' skin. I know Wyatt's probably going to kill him for
this. I know if I want to right now I'm sure he's going to want to hurt him
even more than me. "I now know why the legendary twice blessed loves you so
much," Zanko said as he lifted Evans shirt and saw his ripped abs. He began
kissing up and down Evans torso, and I just was getting sick by the second.

How could he do this in front of his demon friends and me. I looked around
and saw that all the demons were getting turned on by this from the hump in
their pants. These are some sick perverted demons. I can't believe they
enjoy watching their master try to have sex with a Charmed One. I don't
know how they're doing it because I can't.

I then heard a jingle of orbs. I looked up just in time to see both Wyatt's
forming in the Underworld. With an angry gesture they both waved their
hands sending the demons that were around them and us right into the
wall. They both then looked right at Zanko who looked like he was
scared. Good Wyatt grabbed him and threw him to him to the ground.

Both Wyatt's then came up to us. Good Wyatt came to me and Evil Wyatt went
to Evans who was still motionless from the potion. "Chris are you okay,"
Wyatt asked worriedly as he cut me down from the wall.

"I'm fine," I said as I started to rub my wrist. They really hurt from
being tied up so hard.

"How did you get here," Wyatt asked.

"Zanko and his minions brought us here," I stated.

Wyatt saw Zanko was getting up and he was about to try to get away. Wyatt
then orbed Excalibur to his hands. "Wait here Chris," Wyatt said as he went
after Zanko. "I got him," he told Evil Wyatt who was tending to Evans who
was still motionless. Before Zanko could make another move Wyatt went and
stuck him in the chest hard and twisted the sword and watched him become
consumed by flames and then blown up. Wyatt then looked around at the other
demons who were in the Underworld. "Anyone else want to try to fight me,"
he challenged. All the demons then shimmered out of the Underworld faster
than any demons I have ever met before. "Come lets get back home," Wyatt
said grabbing my hand and orbing us out while Evil Wyatt threw Evans over
his shoulder and carried him out.

We finally arrived back at the manor. Piper and everyone else was there
waiting for us. We must have been gone a long time for them all to worry
about us that much. I looked at the clock and knew that I was talking to
Evans at one and now its 8:00pm. So Zanko has us in the Underworld for
seven hours. Thank goodness Wyatt got back into the Underworld as soon as
he did or else Evans and I would have been jail bait for Zanko.

"Are you guys alright," Piper asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine, but how did you find us," I asked.

"Evil Wyatt somehow has connections in the Underworld so he was able to
sense for you guys," Wyatt answered.

"That's interesting to know," I said. "Oh yeah I almost forgot," I said
before I punched Wyatt right into the arm, causing his to give a big
'ow'. "Where were you when I was calling for you?"

"I'm sorry, but the other Wyatt and I were so busy arguing that I couldn't
hear you too well," he responed.

"Thanks that makes it a whole lot better," I said angrily. I stopped being
angry for a moment and noticed that someone was missing. I looked around to
see the other pair of us around. "You know speaking of other Wyatt, I
didn't see him and Evans come back," I pointed out.

Right as I said that I saw Evil Wyatt flame in with Evans still on his
shoulder. That must be a very strong vile if Evans is still knocked out. I
don't know how long Zanko was planing to do what he wanted with
him. "Sorry, I'm late, but I had to go hunt down a few demons before I came
back."

"So you killed all those demons that attacked us," I asked and he
nodded. "Why?"

"Because no one messes with my lover, except me," Evil Wyatt said
possessively.

"Do you think he's going to be alright," I asked worried since he still
hasn't woken up.

"He'll be fine," Evil Wyatt assured. "I'm just going to go give him a bath
and put him to bed," he said as he made his way towards the stairs, but
knew I was a little hesitant on letting him go up there. "I promise there
will be no sex alright, I just want to make sure he's okay," Wyatt he
promised. He then went on up the stair and on his way up he could feel
Evans waking up a little and he was kicking a little bit. "Hey be still,"
Wyatt demanded as he slapped him on the butt a few times to make him be
still. Wyatt made his way to the bathroom and laid Evans down as he drew
some bath water.
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When Evans woke up he realized he wasn't in the Underworld anymore. He felt
his body was pressed up against a soft mattress and the Underworld had a
wall that was rock hard. He looked up at the ceiling and realized that he
was back in his room, but he didn't even know how he got there.

"You look so beautiful when you sleep," A familiar voice said. Evans looked
over to see Wyatt propped up on his elbow staring at Evans. Wyatt must have
been watching him for a long time.

"What happened," Evans asked.

"I found you in the Underworld with Zanko and well he's vanquished now, and
I made sure to get all the other demons who touched you," he said
comfortingly. "I then brought you upstairs and gave you a bath and then put
you in bed with me to make sure that you were okay," Wyatt explained.

"Thanks Wyatt," Evans said. "I'm sorry that I didn't listen to Chris when
he told me to go upstairs."

"What happened," Wyatt asked.

"A bunch of demons shimmered in and well, Chris kept yelling at me to go
upstairs and I didn't listen to him, and its my fault," Evans said full of
sorrow. "It was because of me that we both got captured. If Evans wasn't so
distracted and focused on protecting me then Zanko would have never got to
us. His demon friends took us to the Underworld where he made me take a
potion and he tried to rape me before you guys shimmered in."

"Come here," Wyatt said pulling Evans into his arms. It felt good to hold
him like that. He knew that Evans might not be that comfortable with it,
but it felt so good to have him with him, and hold him like that. Wyatt
then kissed the back of Evans' neck. "Everything is okay, Evans," he
whispered soothingly as he began to hold Evans even tighter. Evans soon
realized that he wasn't wearing anything but his boxers. Wyatt's hand
started to rub his butt. "Does that feel good baby boy," he asked and Evans
nodded. "I love you so much," he whispered into Evans' ear. "I know you
might not feel the same way about me, but I'll always feel this way about
you. You're just so beautiful and I've always felt this way about you since
the day I laid eyes on you," Wyatt went on. "You feel so good and taste
even better. I'll kill anyone who ever tries to hurt you again," Wyatt said
protectively.

Evans didn't know what to do. He's never felt Wyatt treating him this way
before, but he liked it. Wyatt wasn't hurting him or yelling at him at
all. Its probably because he thought he lost him for a few minutes, and
that's probably what made him realize how much he loves him. Evans figured
he might as well enjoy it while he can because tomorrow, Wyatt is just
going to back to his same old ways. This is the Wyatt that Evans loved so
much. His Wyatt will always be evil and that's something Evans can't
change, but he just wishes that he'd stop the abuse against him. That's all
he's asking for.

"Hey um Evans," Wyatt whispered. "We need to get some sleep, since we got a
big day tomorrow," Wyatt told him. "We might have figured a way to get us
back to our world."

"Okay," Evans agreed as he got off Wyatt but he didn't want to. There was a
brief moment of silence. He can't believe what Wyatt just told him. Their
going back to their world, but Evans didn't want to go back. All those
innocents gone and everything. A world without his Aunts, but then again
its destiny that it happened in their universe. There's nothing Evans could
do to change it. All he could do is hope that Wyatt treats him better than
now then he did in the past, which he knows will never happen, but it was
fun while it lasted. "Hey umm Wyatt," Evans asked hoping that he was still
awake.

"Yeah whats up," Wyatt said.

"Could you please hold me until I fall asleep," Evans asked.

"Anything for you baby boy," Wyatt said pulling Evans back on top of him
and cuddling him onto his chest. This is something he hasn't done in a long
time, and he misses it. Maybe he should do this a little more often. It
would make Evans love him more. Wyatt waited till he felt that Evans was
sleep before he finally drifted off himself.
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Evans woke up that morning and made sure to take his shower and get ready
before Wyatt came home. He didn't want Wyatt joining him in the
shower. That wouldn't be nice. He loved Wyatt and all but sometimes he just
needed his space. As he was getting ready he thought about what was going
to happen when he got home. He doesn't know if he'll be able to take it
anymore. All the beatings and everything he endured were painful, and now
that he's had a taste of how life might be like without Wyatt always
hitting him he doesn't know if he'll ever go back.

Evans put his clothes on quietly so he wouldn't wake up Wyatt. Seeing Evans
just get out of the shower all wet and everything would only turn him on
and want to have sex, and right now Evans didn't want to do that, but it
wouldn't be his choice though. Its always Wyatt's choice when they have
sex. Since they didn't do it last night he's surprised Wyatt hasn't woken
up and demanded that they do it now, but Evans know he soon probably
will. If not now later on in the day.

Deciding not to stick around for when Wyatt wakes up, Evans decided that
he'd go downstairs in the clear where Wyatt, and I were.  Hopefully Wyatt
wouldn't try to do anything while all of us were down there. If he did,
Evans knows that I would give him a big talking to or else there would be a
big magic fight that wouldn't be good.

As Evans slowly made his way down the stairs, he suddenly felt a hand go to
the back of his shoulder. Scared that he was Wyatt he slowly turned around
to see that it was me right there smiling. He gave a small sigh happy that
it wasn't Wyatt behind him or else he just might be in trouble.

"Hey Evans, you okay," I asked worried. "You look like you've just seen a
ghost."

"No, I'm fine," he said.

"Okay, well I just wanted to let you know that Wyatt and I are going to the
magic store to get some more toad strudel to make some potion, but we'll be
right back, so do you feel okay with being here with evil Wyatt by
yourself," I asked knowing how much he is scared of Wyatt.

Evans didn't want to look like a coward. "No, everything will be fine, you
guys just go on," he said.

"Okay, but if he does anything to you just call me alright," I said as I
walked in front of him and made my way out the door. Wyatt was already in
the car waiting for me, but I just wanted to make sure that Evans was going
to be okay before I left him there alone with Wyatt.

Evans slowly walked down to the end of the stairs and looked around. He was
never allowed in the real manor and here he is. At the famous Halliwell
manor that was now a museum in his time. Why did Wyatt have to kill the
sisters. This is the life he wishes he had. The one that I have. The one
where Wyatt would never beat him or do anything to him that would hurt
him. Now he's about to go back to that old life of torment. Evans walked
into the dining room and looked there. There wasn't much to it. That's what
he liked. In the old museum that Wyatt had made the dinning room was full
of their costumes that the charmed Ones used when they transformed into
different objects to vanquish different demons. Evans couldn't help but let
out a slight chuckle when he thought about his mom being turned into a man
and then a dog, but there was no costume for that. He wishes there was, but
Wyatt never put one up. Wyatt barely had anything of his mothers up. Evans
doesn't know what his mom did to make Wyatt made. Its like because his mom
died a whole lot earlier then the other sisters did, its like Wyatt
basically thought she didn't deserve a special place in the manor. His own
Aunt Piper had pictures of her, but now they're all gone and Evans doesn't
know what Wyatt did with them.

Evans just kept thinking about how his life is hell back at his own time
and how much he doesn't want to go back. What's left in that time for him
except for a museum full of souvenirs and nothing else. He wasn't even
aloud to go into the museum anyway. Thinking about that made Evans come to
a very hard decision. He decided that he wasn't going back no matter
what. He was just going to run away in this time and start a new life. He
couldn't take Evil Wyatt anymore. He was done with it.

"I'm sorry Wyatt, I love you, but I can't stay with you, and that's why I
have to leave you," Evans muttered to himself as all the memories of the
past came to his mind.

"You know its not nice to talk about me behind my back," Wyatt said as he
firmly placed his hands on his shoulder.

Evans turned around to see indeed that this time it was Wyatt. He couldn't
believe he was there. He was all dressed up in his grim reaper outfit, and
Evans doesn't know how he put it all on that fast and got down here in time
to hear him. Evans was scared. He knew what was about to happen next.

"You should be scared," Wyatt stated as he read every thought that was
going on in Evans' mind. He then grip Evans' shoulders harder before he
turned him all the way around. "You know Evans, I love you and all but
sometimes you can be an ungrateful little brat. I do so much for you. I
give you a mansion to live in, food to eat, command over all the Heavens,
hells, and Earth and what do I get for it? You say that you want to leave
me and never come back," he said with more venom in his voice.

"Wyatt I'm sor.." Evans tried to say, but Wyatt clamped hand over his mouth
stopping him from talking.

"Shut up!" The man shouted as he grabbed a hold of Evans and flamed them
back up to the bedroom.

Evans didn't know what to do. What happened to him always was about to
happen now. This time Evans knew he couldn't let Wyatt do this to him. He
remembered what I told him about fighting. Evans decided he was going to
try to fight his way out of this one. Evans punched Wyatt in the face, but
Wyatt smirked back at him, and Evans shook with fear seeing that it did
nothing. What could he do? He had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, Wyatt
was going to have his way with him like always.

"My turn," he heard Wyatt say in a low toned voice as he back handed him
across the face. Evans then fell to the floor from the force of the hit and
did not move, until he felt Wyatt's hands on his arms, pulling him back
up. The force, which he pulled Evans up, made Evans feel like his arm was
going to rip from its socket.

Wyatt threw Evans backwards, into a wall, and punched him, making sure to
leave a bruise.  The beatings continued until Evans was too weak to fight
back, and then the blond haired Halliwell pulled him over to their bed and
tied him to it before ripping his clothes off.

Wyatt felt himself getting harder as he looked at Evans' naked body, and
climbed up onto the bed.

"You're going to learn your lesson, Christopher Evans," Wyatt warned his
lover, running his hands over Evans' body. Evans tried to get away, but it
was no use, the ropes that were used around his wrists were too tight, so
tight they were cutting into him, so the more he moved the more they
hurt. All Evans could do was let Wyatt take him into his mouth. He was
disgusted at the thought, his own brother was doing this to him, how could
he? What was worse, the look on Wyatt's face, the feeling of his growing
erection that Chris could see and feel, hearing Wyatt's moans meant that
Wyatt was enjoying it. His brother/lover was enjoying raping him.

Wyatt stopped what he was doing and moved back up Evans' body, to see the
look of hate in his brown eyes, but it just turned him on even more. The
Twice Blessed's hard member pushed against Evans' thigh, he wanted Evans
right now, and was going to have him.

"You are never to run away from me ," Wyatt warned the father of his child,
as he placed a finger inside his tight hole, making it painful for him,
like he had already decided, Evans would learn his lesson the hard way,
"Understood?" when Evans did not answer, Wyatt stuck another finger inside
his lover, causing his to clench his teeth, breathing hard as pain shot
through his body, "I said understood?"

Evans clenched his eyes, the pain was getting unbearable, he writhed around
trying to either making it slightly easier or get Wyatt's fingers out of
him, he preferred the latter, but it was not working, it was just making it
worse for him. As Wyatt stuck a third finger inside of him, Evans screamed
out in agony.

"Answer me, Christopher," Wyatt glared down at the lighter male,
"DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND?"

"Yes," Evans cried, hoping it would make the pain stop, he would do
anything right now to make the pain stop, "I understand."

A smug smile appeared on Wyatt's lips, seeing Evans like this made him
harder, even though he did not think he could get any harder. He wanted
Evans right now.  Removing his fingers, he could hear Evans sigh.

"It's not over yet, my little lover." Wyatt whispered, forcing Evans' legs
to bed and open more so he could get into position and push deep into
Evans. Evans' cried of pain were met with Wyatt's moans of pleasure, as the
tightness of Evans felt so good, better than it had ever done before. He
was so tense, which was not surprising, but it felt so good.

Straight away, Wyatt pumped his erection inside Evans, his breathing
getting harder and faster.

"Wrap your legs around me," Wyatt ordered Evans, but the brunette did not
move, still clenching his eyes from the pain he was feeling, "I said wrap
your legs around me." When he did not respond again, Wyatt pushed in deeper
than he usually went, causing Evans to cry out in pain, louder this
time. Wyatt looked down on his brother and pulled Evans' legs around his
waist.  "Hold them there, or this will be worse." He warned his brother
before pumping his hard muscle again, enjoying the feelings of pleasure
running through him. God, he wanted this to last all night, but he knew it
would be so much better if Evans would willing do this and join in with the
love making rather than forcing Wyatt to rape him.

Evans now laid there numb, even though there was still pain, he could not
feel anything else. Apart from closing his eyes every now and again from
the slight pain, he would lay there, his head to the side, looking at the
dark wall, waiting for it to be over, waiting for Wyatt to finish with him,
but it seemed to take forever.

Feeling his legs being lifted, Evans looked up hoping it was over, but just
saw Wyatt changing position slightly, so the brunette's legs were over his
shoulders. Chris knew it was to make his hole, tighter for Wyatt.

The Twice Blessed moaned louder as his lover's hole felt so tight around
his painfully hard member. He knew he was peaking so pumped harder and
faster.

"Oh fuck, yes," Wyatt whispered as sweat ran down his body. His movements
became shallow and fast as he felt the point of no return reaching closer
and closer and soon blasted his semen inside his lover. Wyatt's body shook
as his orgasm peaked, "Evans..."

Hearing his brother say his name during orgasm disgusted Evans even
more. How could he do that? It was sick. But at least now he had come meant
he was finished, which was one good thing.

Wyatt let Evans' legs drop but stayed inside him as his orgasm subsided,
and then he collapsed on top of Evans, breathing deeply. He moaned slightly
as he pulled himself back up and looked at Evans, who was looking away from
him.

"Look at me," Wyatt told him, but Evans ignored him. Wyatt pulled out of
Evans fast and grabbed his face, pulling it sideways so their eyes were
locked, "You will do as you're told, that was just an easy lesson, there
will be worse if you continue to defy me," Evans narrowed his eyes at Wyatt
and then spit in his face. Angrily, Wyatt backhanded Evans across the face,
"Are you wanting more, because trust me, ten minutes and you will get more
if you're not careful."

For the rest of the time Evans just laid there until he felt that Wyatt had
gone back to sleep. He couldn't believe what just happened. One thing he
knew for sure was that this was going to be the last time that it
did. Slowly, Evans slipped out of Wyatt arms and put his clothes back on.
He went straight to the kitchen without thinking about anything else, but
what was on his mind. He opened the drawers and found the sharpest knife he
could. He pulled it out and slashed his wrist with it and grabbed a towel
so the blood wouldn't drip too much. Slowly he felt his life going and
going.
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"Alright, now that we've got the potion its time we get these guys home," I
said as Wyatt and I had just finish making it in the attic. Wyatt and I
orbed straight to the attic without coming to the front door. The manor was
real quiet which we liked. I just assumed that Evans and Wyatt had gone to
sleep. "You think its safe for Chris to bring, the other Chris, and Wyatt
Jr. here now," I asked my husband.

"Sure, what's the worst Wyatt could do now," Wyatt said.

"Okay, CHRISTOPHER PERRY HALLIWELL GET DOWN HERE!" I shouted. A few seconds
later Chris entered with, Alt. Chris and Wyatt Jr. in his hands. "Took you
long enough," I joked.

"Thanks for being so loud," he said.

"Now all I have to do is draw a triquerta on the wall and we'll be set," I
said walking over to the wall. Slowly I drew my best triquerta on the
wall. I wasn't really a good artist, but who else was going to do it.

As soon as I was done drawing the triquerta on the wall, I saw Evil Wyatt
come running in the attic. For some strange reason he had a worried look on
his face. "Have you guys seen Evans," he asked.

"No, I left him here with you, why," I asked.

"I can't find him anywhere," he said.

"Have you checked downstairs?" I asked.

"No, but I called for him and I thought he would have come if he was down
there," Evil Wyatt said.

"Come on lets go check downstairs," I said. I was getting pretty worried
myself. It wasn't like Evans to ignore the calls of his lover. I don't like
it, but he knows that he would get punished if he did. I looked around the
living room and the front room and there was no sign of him. He couldn't
have run away because if he did, Wyatt and I would have seen him down the
road on our way home. I don't think he's done anything magical either,
because for one he is limited and two I'm pretty sure he hasn't been in the
attic. The Book of Shadows was still in that exact same page as it was
before so he couldn't have done anything magical. Next thing I knew we all
her a cry from Evil Wyatt. All of us quickly rushed into the kitchen. My
jaw dropped to the ground. We all looked as we saw evil Wyatt kneeling over
Evans' body that I couldn't tell was dead or alive. I saw a knife on the
floor beside him. He must have committed suicide. I went over and knelt
beside evil Wyatt. "Oh my gosh what happened?"

"I don't know, I just found him here," Evil Wyatt said. He was almost in
tears. He was about to loose the love of his life. "I tried to heal him,
but nothing happened."

I couldn't believe this. What in the world would make Evans do this. He
seemed fine yesterday, so I don't know what could have pushed him over
board to do this, but I'm sure it had something to do with Wyatt. "Wyatt
what did you do to him," I asked angrily.

The Evil Wyatt sighed knowing he had to tell me this story and I would
hound him until he did. "He said that he was going to leave me so I beat
him and rapped him and warned him that if he ever tried to leave me that it
would happen again," Wyatt sighed sadly.

I was so angry I had to hold myself back from killing him right now. "You
know what," I gritted through my teeth. "I don't even know where to began,"
I said. "You see what you did? You might have killed the person you say
that you love," I scolded him. "What am I kidding you don't love him," I
said.

"Yes I do," Evil Wyatt said defensively.

"Then tell me one thing," I asked. "Why do you beat him and force him to
have sex with you huh? Thats not love, that's just using someone to be your
little sex toy," I stated.

"Look I'm sorry alright," he apologized.

"Sorry is not going to cut it," I said. "You've been hurting him for a long
time, and you can't just keep doing that," I yelled some more. The whole
family just stood there and watched as I broke down the evil Wyatt. "Now
because of you, your soon to be child might not live and your other son
will be without a mother, I hope you're happy about it, because that boy is
always going to hate you for what you did that caused his mom to commit
suicide."

Evil Wyatt looked down. He couldn't argue. Everything that I was saying
about him was true. He looked down at Evans body and began to run his hands
around it, feeling him, and somehow, he could feel that Evans was still
alive, but barely. He doesn't know how he feels it, but he does. "He's
alive," Wyatt cheered. "Can you please heal him?"

"There's no way that we can heal him if you couldn't," Good Wyatt said.

"No he can't be maybe we can," I said referring to me, Wyatt, and
Chris. "We were able to heal the other Chris so maybe if we work together,
we can heal him," I said.

"Its worth a shot," Chris said as him and Wyatt got down to where I
was. All three of us put our hands over Evans' wound and quickly began to
heal it. I was hoping more than anyone except for Evil Wyatt, that Evans
would be okay. He was a great guy and he didn't deserve to die. Not, now
and not like this. Soon or golden orbs that were coming out of our hands
were healing his wounds. Everyone smiled knowing that he was going to be
okay. If he wasn't then he wouldn't be healing. Soon we were done healing
and we all stepped back to give Evans some air.

Evans woke up to see a familiar face staring at him. "Wyatt," he whispered.

"Thank goodness you're awake," Wyatt said pulling Evans into a deep hug. "I
thought I lost you there for a moment," he whispered. "Look, Evans I'm
sorry that I hurt you this time and last time, but if you let me, I want to
spend the rest of our time together making it up to you. I love you Evans,
and I know I'm going to be evil and always will, but I want you by my side
and I promise I'll never hit you again."

Evans smiled. He's never seen his Wyatt this sensitive before. "Wyatt, I
love you and I will be with you," he said.

Wyatt smiled and pulled his lover back into a deep hug.
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We were all standing in the attic saying our goodbyes to our doubles. I
really am going to miss having two of me around. It was pretty fun with
Evans. I had someone to talk to and someone who understands how I feel. I
wish he could stay, but he has to go back to his universe. Alt. Chris
decided that he was just going to still be part of the Resistance to stop
Wyatt, but he was still going to love his big brother. Evans decided that
though it was evil, he was still going to rule by Wyatt's side. He loved
him more than anything, and he was doing this for their child and the child
that they had on the way. Though all three of them are headed for separate
paths they know they will still be close.

"Well, I don't know if we'll ever meet again, but I enjoyed having you guys
around," I said honestly. Sure who cares that they made a lot of noise at
night, but they were still fun to talk to.

"Yeah we had fun staying here," Evans said. There was a pause of
silence. "I guess its time for us to get going."

"Hey, Evans," Evil Wyatt called to his lover. "There's something I want to
ask you," he stated. "I know that we've been through a lot and I haven't
treated you right and all, but I want us to be a family."

"What are you talking about Wyatt, we are a family," Evans said smiling.

"No where not," Wyatt argued. "At least not a real family and that's one
thing I know you want just as much as I do," he said. "I know I really
didn't believe in this before, but now that I know what it feels like to be
without you, I know that I never want that to happen so," Wyatt stopped for
a moment as he got on one knee and pulled out a small box from his
pocket. "Christopher Evans, will you marry me," he asked.

Evans was just shocked, just as well as everyone else in the attic was. He
couldn't believe what Wyatt was just asking him. He's waited for this day
for a long time and never thought that it would come, but it finally
has. "Yes," he nodded. "I will marry you," he added.

Evil Wyatt smiled as he grabbed Evans' hand and placed the ring on his
finger. He got off the ground and pulled Evans' into a nice big bear
hug. "I love you Evans, more than anything in this world," he whispered in
his ear. "I know I can't say sorry enough, but that doesn't mean I won't
stop trying."

"I know Wyatt," Evans said. "Its time to go," Evans pointed out.

Wyatt grabbed Evans' hand along with Wyatt Jr.'s. He then looked back at me
and Good Wyatt, who had his arms wrapped around my waist and was resting
his head on my shoulder. "Take good care of your Wyatt for me," he said.

"Will do," I promised.

Wyatt then waved his hands over the triquerta and a portal appeared and he
walked through it with his now fiancé, son, and brother. I looked back at
my Wyatt and kissed him, knowing that we will always be together no matter
what Universe we were in.
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Whew. I'm glad I'm finally done with that chapter. This is by far my
longest chapter and now I hope you guys know why it took me so long. I hope
this wasn't to hard for you guys to look at. I hope they post this on nifty
with how bad it is. I don't think this bends any rules. So yeah I had to
take a few breaks from writing this story because it got way to dramatic
for me, but I've got some good news. I just saved a bunch of money on my
car insurance by switching to Geico lol. No that's not really the good
news. The good news is that because I had to take so many breaks from this
story I was able to get chapter 28 done. Yeah, believe it or not so I'm
going to have to wait a couple of more days before I post it, because
that's the rules, and someone is probably going to have to remind me that I
have it or else I'll forget that I have it and won't realize it until I'm
done with 29 so someone remind me in a couple of days that I have chp
28. Okay then, so please tell me if you liked this chapter or not, but I'm
sorry. Evil Wyatt chapter are just too much so this will be the last time I
write about Evil Wyatt so I hope you guys who liked Evil Wyatt enjoyed
that. So email me and send feedback at blade77706555@yahoo.com or
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By the way if there's anything you want to see in the story let me know. To
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Idea. One of my fans decided they wanted to see an evil Wyatt chapter so I
decided to do it okay, so thank you for all those who send feedback it is
greatly appreciated.