i go about things the wrong way. [ psl ]

[misconceived]

WHO Chris Halliwell (misconceived), Cole Turner (devilsinthedetails).
WHAT In a universe where Chris is the son of Phoebe and Cole, his father has had enough hints dropped to maybe piece things together. Now he's going to go prove it.
WHEN Sometime after 6x12: Prince Charmed.
WHERE Back room at P3.
WHY Because Leo would make a terrible father.

To say that Chris was exhausted would probably be an understatement. Oh, physically he was passing by just fine, but ever since the sisters had more or less evicted him from the manor, things had been going pretty harshly. He should have known they wouldn't believe him about Wyatt, yet he had hoped that perhaps could have squirmed around it. Messing with Piper's birthday man at the same time probably only made it worse. They had never really trusted him so he wasn't quite sure why it hurt him or surprised him so much, especially after so many months of living mired in their suspicion.

Either way, all that meant was that Chris was on his own on following his leads until he could get back into the girls' neutral graces again. That meant making careful steps and not expecting backup, which also meant he needed to take care of himself and make sure he could at least work without collapsing in the middle of meeting with any of his informants. Demons sure did love it when you bared your weak little throat like that to them.

With a quiet scoff to himself, Chris entered his room at P3, nothing more than a converted storage/office to hold a cot in it, then stopped utterly short when he noticed that he wasn't alone. Brief flashbacks of Bianca waiting for him stuttered through his mind, overlaying that image with his new intruder. "Cole?" he asked. "What are you doing here?"
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Heartbreak First ; reveal

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Adorable Third ; nightmare

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Ridiculous Second ; flirt

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[devilsinthedetails]

It hadn't taken long for Cole to find out the truth about Chris. Recently, Leo had been dropping hints that the whitelighter probably thought were clever, but were in truth actually quite obvious and rather stupid. By this point, Cole had almost shouted at Leo to just tell him already instead of beating around the bush, not caring of the fact that he already knew and there was no reason to be told.

Except for the fact that he needed to be told by Chris. His son. The demon Cole believed to be untrustworthy and probably only around to manipulate the sisters to change the future for evil. Even thinking about it now made Cole sick, a heavy weight in his stomach over the fact that he had been that awful to Chris. He hadn't been aware of his true identity at the time, but it didn't matter, he should have realized it without Leo's annoying brand of help.

What he was planning wasn't the most fatherly of ideas, but what Cole had seen of Chris since the young man had summoned him, he would be able to handle it. He shimmered into the back room of P3 that he knew Chris stayed in and waited for him to show up. When Chris finally came into the room, Cole crossed his arms and took a step forward. "I thought it was time for the two of us to have a little talk."

[misconceived]

That was... surprising. Chris hadn't expected Cole to want to talk about anything considering their very fundamental disagreements on what it was that Chris was trying to do. They were all fairly understandable doubts that Cole had about him so Chris had never really tried to deflect so much as ignore the hostility and keep on with his mission. Hopefully the less he interfered there, the less interesting he would be to Cole so that he could focus on his relationship with Phoebe. That was why Chris had pulled him out of that void, after all, to make sure the two could reconcile enough to conceive their son and not make this entire venture for naught. He had to finish what he'd started.

"That's not some sort of code for vanquishing me, right? I wasn't lying," Chris said, moving to take off his jacket as he stepped further into the small room. Cole was kind of in the way to putting it away, but Chris worked around it by opening the closet with telekinesis, tossing the jacket inside and then closing the door before it could fall back out. It was about routine so much as showing Cole he wasn't going to back down even if he was hiding a building nervousness. Leo had been the only one to not hate him for revealing Wyatt's nature in the future only because he knew that Chris would have no reason to lie, no matter what appearances made it look like. "And I haven't been back to the manor since then, I swear."

[devilsinthedetails]

"Last I checked, talking doesn't mean vanquishing, unless that's something that's changed while I've been in the void." Cole merely watched as Chris put his jacket away and once he was done, Cole slammed the door shut behind Chris with a flick of his wrist. He needed to show him just how serious he was about dealing with this and that he was not afraid to throw his weight around to do so. "I know. I've been keeping watch on the manor just to see if you would decide to come back to do something to Wyatt again."

While dropping clues, Leo had mentioned something along the lines of Chris having a good reason for doing what he did and that it was an overreaction to Chris' demon form that really was the reason for their anger. He hadn't believed it at first, but the revelation that Chris was a son was doing wonders for looking back at previous actions and seeing them in a different light. "Did you do something else that you need to be vanquished for?"

[misconceived]

The sound of the door slamming behind him made Chris jump and he couldn't help looking to the door to see it firmly shut. Great. He looked back to Cole, completely unsure of where this was going and not liking the situation for that. What was he supposed to do when his dad was apparently determined to... to do something? Chris couldn't really get a read on him except for the fact that he was closed off for a reason; he wanted something from Chris.

"I'd never hurt Wyatt," Chris swore seriously. That had been one of the biggest fears lurking under the surface of the family when Chris was growing up, that his demon powers would go out of control or take him over someday and he would destroy Wyatt. Even now when he'd had every reason to storm Wyatt's stronghold and take him down, Chris was determined to take a path that would save him instead because he was not evil. At the second question, he crossed his arms and held himself that much more upright. He wouldn't give in to this whatever-it-was just like that. "No, of course I haven't. As I've been saying this whole time, I'm here to help."

[devilsinthedetails]

"I don't believe you," he responded accusingly, stepping closer to Chris and appearing intimidating just by nature and by no real act of trying. Cole for going for scary while still not yet pushing himself into being Belthazor quite yet. If he needed to, he'd pull that out, but right now, just being Cole was enough for him to start pushing Chris down the path to the truth.

Once he was close enough, Cole grabbed the front of his shirt and slammed Chris up against the nearest wall, staying close enough to show Chris that he wasn't in the mood to play any games and that this was something serious that he was going to deal with now. "You see, I can you're telling the truth when you say you want to help, but that was never the question we were asking. Who are you trying to help, Chris? Are you here to help the Charmed Ones and Wyatt? Or are you here to help further your own goals in the future by destroying everything in your way?"

[misconceived]

There was a spike of fear and adrenalin at his father coming to him so dangerously. Being slammed into the wall, Chris grunted and grabbed at Cole's wrist as if to keep it from doing anything further like migrating to his neck. That meant very little when Cole could easily break out of such a hold unless Chris pulled out Patrobas to match the aggression, but it was instinct to fend off attackers. This wasn't just any attacker, though, this was his father and he ached just being put under the microscope of accusations again and again.

Swallowing down the lump trying to rise in his throat, Chris met Cole's gaze as firmly as he could manage under the duress. "You," he said quickly. "The Charmed Ones, Wyatt, Leo, all of you. I'm trying to save you by stopping what happens. I am not making a power grab. You have to believe me, Cole." That said, Chris was not going to just sit there and let Cole menace him, father or not, and he shimmered away to put some space between them.

[devilsinthedetails]

Thankfully, Cole wasn't going to make a grab for his neck. He wanted to scare, not actually hurt him, so he was doing the usual demon intimidation tactics. Act in control and throw around your strength so nothing will stand in your way. It was definitely a terrible thing to do to his own son, but if he could believe in something, it's that no child of his and Phoebe's would ever be weak enough to not handle this sort of thing.

"How can I believe you when you don't tell us anything but vague statements or promises?" When Chris started to shimmer, Cole grabbed Chris' arm with his free hand and shimmered with him, keeping close so he could throw him to the ground. Looking down at him, Cole looked very aware that he had the upper hand there and was just waiting for him to stand, do something about this attacker coming into his space and tossing him around it. "Tell me the truth, Chris! Why are you here? What are your goals? Why won't you trust us?"

[misconceived]

This was going badly. It was going very badly and there wouldn't be much Chris could do to assuage Cole's anger, his suspicion and protectiveness over the sisters. Everything rested on this and he couldn't afford to mess things up more than he already had, but here was Cole and he was confronting Chris and apparently determined to get some kind of answer out of him that Chris just couldn't give.

From the floor, Chris stared up at Cole for only a brief moment before he rolled to his feet away from Cole. His hand was raised in a manner hopefully threatening enough, a promise of a telekinetic blast, to keep Cole from approaching him one more time. His breath had been stolen not from the blow but from that last accusation. He trusted them with literally everything, his life and his future and his love for all of them, but how could he get that across when his mission trumped all of that? "This isn't about trust," Chris said, unable to help the small weakness in his voice. Being tossed around was nothing compared to the verbal attacks being thrown. "This is about my mission. That's it. I just need to save Wyatt, not interfere with anything else or risk changing too much about the future."

[devilsinthedetails]

"Isn't it?" Cole wasn't afraid of what Chris could potentially do to him. and stepped forward again, bringing a hand up as if he was considering attacking him. They were getting closer to the edge of the proverbial cliff and Cole wasn't about to back off when he was actually getting somewhere with Chris for once. "How can you complete your mission when you won't even trust us enough to help you? You're not giving us any reason to want to."

He stood there, tall and proud and looking as if nothing Chris could do would shake him. There was some space left between them, Cole not wanting to spook Chris into shimmering off again when he still had to push him more, force him to reveal what they both already knew. "You've lost. How can you even think to save Wyatt, if that's truly what you're after, when the sisters won't even let you into the manor? What now? Are you going to force your way in, show them your true colors? They're just waiting for you to slip up and show how evil you really are."

[misconceived]

That posture, that tone of voice, that intent to attack if he made even the slightest wrong move... Chris knew all of it too well. He had seen it plenty of times, but always against warlocks and demons who threatened the family. Never against him. Cole was pretty serious about this and Chris was beginning to sweat; he had to get this through to his father for everyone's sake. Cole, on the other hand, seemed damn determined to take care of the demonic threat hovering around the sisters. Chris couldn't blame him, but he did need to dissuade him somehow.

"I am not evil," he said, vehement and strong. That was something he could easily defend, having done so for most of his life. Everyone thought his blood could control him and Chris was far too stubborn to prove them right. He owed it to his family, past and future-present, to refuse any of the tempting calls. "What happens now is I take care of this on my own. If you want out, I won't involve you, or the sisters, or anyone anymore." That was a promise he was hoping he wouldn't have to keep, but the idea of it becoming his new reality was enough to make his voice crack under the stress. No matter their misconceptions, Chris needed the support of their power and presence. Regardless, Chris found himself finally acquiescing to Cole's mere presence and took a step back — and bumped into the wall of the small room when he did. On instinct he grimaced, the shifted to keep his hand out, gesture as threatening as he could make it. "So back off. This is my problem now. Happy?"

[devilsinthedetails]

If Chris had actually been a demonic threat to worry about, then Cole would have been at the forefront to stop him, but he knew better now and not just thanks to Leo. After all, for a good chunk of time, it had been Cole that had been the demonic threat and he had the experience to know when it was happening again before even the sisters could at times. What Cole was doing right now? This wasn't dealing with a threat, it was overblown posturing and it was a good thing to know that even Cole faking it was enough to mess with Chris so strongly.

"Then prove it. Give me something other than vague statements about what may or may not happen in the future!" He shouted the last word, looking as if he was going to step forward and deciding against it. Instead, he held out his hand and an energy ball formed in his palm, crackling with power while Cole seemed to contemplate throwing it at the younger demon. "It's too late to do this on your own, Chris. You dragged all of us into this and now we can't just back out while Wyatt's at stake. And I still don't know why you dragged me out of the void."

[misconceived]

What did Cole want from him? There was no way Chris could start spilling his secrets about the future, and not just because so many of them were so intensely personal. There was a lot more at stake than just a demon's curiosity or some witches' trust. It was the future of the entire world and they could cry him a river if they were just going to continue ignoring his deeds for the number of secrets he kept for their own safety.

Then his father conjured an energy ball and Chris swallowed, going incredibly still as his eyes locked onto the dangerous object before slowly moving back to Cole. Catching energy like that was well within his capability, but considering how he was keeping his power on the down-low and the lack of distance between them, it didn't look like Chris would get the chance to stop that if Cole decided to pitch it at him. "Last time I opened up, I got kicked out of the manor!" Chris shook his head, trying to keep his own anger in check. Blowing up was not going to help his cause right now. "And I can't tell you why I brought you back. Just that you're supposed to be here."

[devilsinthedetails]

Cole wanted what Chris didn't want to give, but he had never been the type to let someone get away when he wanted what they had, which in this case was the truth about how they were related. He wasn't going to give up on this and if that meant that he had to use all of the resources he had available to them, then so be it. He won't be getting any father of the year awards anytime soon, but right now, the present with Chris here was more important than however he would treat Chris in the future.

"Is that what you call standing over Wyatt in your demon form, 'opening up'? I'm surprised the sisters haven't already vanquished you." He steps forward, energy ball still in hand, until he's right in front of him and then he winds his arm back like he's about to throw the energy ball at him, his features warping until it's Belthazor standing there, far more intimidating than Cole's human form could ever be. Throwing his arm forward, he slams his hand into the wall right next to Chris' head, the energy ball having been forced to fizzle out before it even got close to him. "You brought me back to use me. I haven't figured out why yet, but I will and when that happens, I'll make sure you can't go through with it."

[misconceived]

When the hand came so close to his face, Chris flinched away. He couldn't help it, it was a natural reaction from his human side and the part that realized his father was not going to give up on digging secrets out of Chris and was willing to use his Belthazor form to do it. Possibly the worst part of it all was that it was true, in a sense. Chris really did intend to use Cole to ensure his own existence, but also to keep the timeline as undisturbed as possible around the extraction of Wyatt's ground zero event. He took a deep breath, two, steeled himself against what he was about to do. This could go very poorly considering how much hostility was here, and no matter how inseparable Chris had been with his dad in the future, this was Cole Turner pre-fatherhood. Chris never expected those feelings to carry back with him, and this was only proving his point. He had to come at it as sincere as possible to make sure he was believed.

"You can't do that," he said, desperation hiding inside the breathless exclamation. "Cole, you have to do it. If you don't—no one will ever find out about Wyatt until it's too late and then nothing be able to stop it." His breath caught, a brief sensation trying to block his words. He never wanted it to come to this. "I'm your son, and my time is running out; if I'm not conceived soon, I'll disappear for good and I can't afford to let that happen. Please." He waited only a beat, not even able to look at Cole straight on, before he shimmered away one more time to try and escape whatever blowup was about to come in the face of that revelation.

[devilsinthedetails]

Hands immediately moved to grab Chris' shoulders the moment he saw that Chris was going to shimmer away. He wasn't going to let him go, not after they had finally gotten to the breaking point, and shimmered along with him. There wasn't anything he could say at first, running over the specifics of what he said in his head and things clicked in place. Chris was desperate and fighting against time to even exist and Cole could comprehend how they could even make that possible, what with Phoebe still cold and distant towards him after everything that had happened between them. But that subject could wait a moment while he dealt with his son.

"Chris, look at me, it's okay. I know," he said, still as Belthazor. He might have lost that part of him for a period of time, but now that it was back, it was like wearing an old glove, fitting perfect and comfortably, and part of him had almost forgotten that he didn't need to stay in this form. He changed back to his human form, hands still tight on Chris' shoulders while he tried to look the young man in the eyes. "I knew you were my son. Whitelighters tend to be as messy with their secrets as they are with their magic. He didn't say anything to me about you being on a time limit to be conceived. What went off track and how can we fix it?"

[misconceived]

"Let go—!" Chris shrugged harshly, trying to get Cole's hands off him, but it was already too late and they were on top of the Golden Gate with the wind whipping at them and distant sounds of traffic under their feet. Wyatt had shown him this place, this particular strut even, ages past. Well, will have shown him sometime in ages future. It was a safe haven, a place to get away and let everything settle, which was exactly why Wyatt had destroyed it as one of his first acts of terror against the mortals. It had been a show of power, but also an attack aimed right at Chris: nothing is safe.

At least in the past, he still had some modicum of privacy when Leo wasn't up there, too. (It made sense in retrospect that Leo would have shown Wyatt who would have eventually shown Chris. That didn't make it any less awkward the first time they bumped into each other up there.) Now Cole had latched on and followed his shimmer and he was saying things that Chris couldn't quite process in the moment of self-defense against whatever else Cole wanted to level against him—

Until some of it began to sink in. He froze, turned to stare up at the human half of his father in stricken confusion when he admitted that he already knew. "You knew?" he asked, quiet and almost betrayed. "I don't understand, if you knew—" He cut off, because the confusion split away to reveal sense in light of the new perspective. Now he really did pull away, a punch aimed for Cole's shoulder before he stalked to the other end of the beam. "You played me!"

[devilsinthedetails]

At first, he didn't even notice where exactly they had shimmered to, his focus all on Chris to make sure he didn't run off and hide before they could really talk about this. Awareness of their new surroundings came quite quickly though and Cole had to stop to look around and take in where exactly they were. There was a bit of surprise on his face as he looked back at Chris, not really comprehending the fact that they were there at first, but surprise soon disappeared and he was mentally back on his feet like a cat that had stumbled and pretended that it had never happened.

When Chris punched his shoulder, he didn't move out of the way, taking the hit and then rolling his shoulder to almost shake away any pain that would come from it. He had pushed hard and Chris was angry and Cole knew that the punch was provoked. "I deserved that," he said simply, hands in his pocket as he turned from Chris and looked out over the bay. It was beautiful up here and he could see why Chris would come here, even if it wasn't exactly his cup of tea. "I wanted to hear the truth from you, not some nosy whitelighter that thinks he knows what he's doing, and if I had come up to you directly, you would have danced around the subject like you do with everything. That doesn't justify my actions, though, and I'm sorry for playing you like I did."

[misconceived]

Apologies coming from Cole Turner weren't the normal state of affairs. Although Chris knew Cole was more sincere about these things than most people would give him credit for, that also meant he wasn't one to waste the impact of that selfsame sincerity when it was warranted. He gave it a long moment to let himself cool down and try to come to terms with the fact that his father had basically just bullied his identity out into the open, but was finding it more and more difficult to stay truly angry. It was true. If given the choice, Chris would have danced forever, possibly into his nonexistence if no one cared to pay attention to his plight.

"Satisfied?" asked Chris, only turning halfway to watch the profile of his father. This was somewhere he had never shared with Cole before, partially because he wanted it to be special with just him and Wyatt, and partially because he knew Cole wasn't the type to appreciate it. "You got what you wanted, so you can go back to whatever it was you were doing."

[devilsinthedetails]

"Not yet," he says, honesty shining through. Chris must have missed the last point of what he said since he was busy fighting off his supposed unaware father. If that was the case, Cole wasn't going to hold it against him and instead focus on the fact that they really need to talk about this and how to change it. "There's something else we need to discuss before I can really be satisfied."

Walking over to Chris, he was a lot more relaxed, no longer having to put on a physical presence of the upper-level demon he had tried to move away from being. There was no need for posturing right now since they knew where they stood with each on some level. They weren't here to take power from each other or fight. "You said that you were running out of time to be conceived. What happened?"

[misconceived]

Even though Cole got closer, Chris stood his ground. He was already tired of the fighting and it looked like Cole didn't want to pursue any of that, just the one part Chris was kind of hoping Cole would have just taken on his own and left to deal with on his own. The idea that Cole wanted more information, wanted to know even more than what he had pried loose, was not unexpected. It was, however, something that Chris hadn't really gotten up to even talking to Leo about, seeing as Leo had been the only one to know the truth and in a position to maybe offer advice. Now Cole wanted in on that failure, too?

Sighing, Chris merely shook his head and admitted, "I don't know. When Bianca..." Chris paused, took a moment, started over: "A couple of months ago, I was reminded that you should have come out of the void already, but I don't know what I changed that you weren't summoned. So... I did it myself to put things back on track, but lately all the oracles I've been seeing about saving Wyatt have been warning me to look toward myself instead and that's when I realized it." Pursing his lips, he chanced a look to Cole to gauge his reaction thus far. "Whatever event was missed probably means there was a chance for you to reconcile with Phoebe that got messed up. Now I've only got about a month to fix it and the sisters hate me right now."

[devilsinthedetails]

There wasn't any comments at first from Cole. He was absorbing everything Chris said and going over it with a fine-toothed comb to not only get what Chris was saying, but what he wasn't. Cole could definitely see why Chris was worried about his conception, since Phoebe was definitely not pleased to have him back in her life and had no plans to reconcile with him. "The only reason they would have summoned me is if there was something that only I could deal with and as a last resort after they exhausted every other avenue. Since it's virtually impossible for me and your mother to get back together, we should try for a lower goal like a one night stand."

The other big problem was that the sisters were still mad at Chris and didn't want him anywhere near the manor. That would take some working out since it was a breach of trust involving Wyatt and Cole knew it would be difficult for anybody to come back after that, but they'd have to try. "But let me deal with your mother. Right now, we need to work on a way to make it so that the sisters will trust you enough to let you back into the manor. I'm sure we can get Leo to help us with that because if there's anyone the sisters trust above anyone else, it's their whitelighter."

[misconceived]

Running a hand through his hair, Chris gave a shrug. "They never said why they brought you back. I just heard stories about how many times you'd been vanquished and then the one time they un-vanquished you. No one ever really talked about why, though." That was the trouble of it. Chris had forgotten all about that, assuming the sisters would have done it despite his interference, but he was beginning to understand that somehow Chris must have filled a gap where Cole had been necessary before. It wasn't exactly a nice feeling to make his own father redundant and put them in such a tight spot together. He wasn't even really upset at the idea that his parents might not be able to reconcile; it had always been a bit rocky and he wasn't here to play God with their lives or complain about the consequences of his own actions. "One night stand could work," he agreed.

"Leo's... he's been trying already," Chris said, his face twisting to show what he thought of his uncle's efforts. "As you can see by him apparently dropping you hints. Must have looked really bad if he thought you needed to know about this, huh? Anyway, it doesn't matter if they trust me right now. What matters is you get together with Phoebe in time even if it's just the once. I don't care if we deal with the rest later."

[devilsinthedetails]

"Of course they didn't," Cole said with an annoyed tone. He knew Chris wasn't hiding anything now since that'd be more harmful than productive at this point, but it still bothered him that even in a future where he and Phoebe had gotten back together in some form and had a child, they wouldn't talk about how it happened. Something must have happened, but there was no way to find out about it now. The future had already been changed and they couldn't fix it back to how it was originally. "Once we're sure you'll be conceived, then I can work on us having another go at a relationship."

Cole couldn't help but feel bad for Chris being stuck with Leo as his only ally. It wasn't that Leo was a bad guy, quite the opposite in fact, but sometimes Cole had to wonder if Leo even had a spine with how often he bent to what the sisters wanted. Spineless whitelighters weren't what they needed right now, which was probably why Leo was dropping the hints in the first place. "You still haven't found out who is going to go after Wyatt, right? Being stuck outside the manor like a cat in trouble isn't going to do you any favors in keeping him safe. I'll talk to Leo and see if we can't figure something out together."

[misconceived]

"Sorry," Chris mumbled. It probably wasn't helping to tell Cole how even after the family had come to an understanding with Cole, there were still things hidden in his past that the family was ashamed of sharing. That he couldn't be more help to his father because of it was something of a mark against him, as far as Chris saw it. Considering how close he had been with Cole in the future, being unable to help just made him feel like a completely ungrateful son. "You wouldn't have missed your chance if it wasn't for me."

As far as people to work with, at least Leo had been helpful about being relatively hands-off and willing to listen when Chris just needed to rant about nothing in particular. He was too kind to take offense and Chris admitted he had been using that to his advantage in the last few weeks, what with Cole on his tail and the sisters unsure of where Chris stood. It had been kind of nice just for that, but Leo was the wrong person to look to when he needed a solid plan and powerful action to get back into the game. "No, I haven't," said Chris. He was obviously frustrated at not having located the threat yet. He was going to run down the timer if he had to, but part of him couldn't help but wonder what kind of terrible evil it must have been to be so thoroughly in hiding after all this time of hunting. "Well, that's why I have you guys. I don't need to be in the manor to know if something's going on. Though... I am kind of missing having access to the Book."

[devilsinthedetails]

"Hey, come here." He didn't even give Chris the chance to do anything because he was walking to him and then pulled him into a hug, holding him close and not saying anything for a long period of time, not planning on letting him go until he felt they were done. The fact that Chris blamed himself for something that was obviously a freak accident hurt Cole in ways he didn't even realize he could be hurt. "Listen to me. This is not your fault, understand? It was an accident and we're going to fix this. You're going to be born and I'm going to make sure you're the happiest little boy the world has ever seen, okay?"

Even Cole could tell that Chris was frustrated by the lack of developments in the case of who was going to come after Wyatt. He could also tell that doing this, saving his cousin, was incredibly important to him and that obviously the two were incredibly close in the future. If that was the case, Cole was going to do everything in his power to help, not only because Wyatt was Piper and Leo's son, but because it was what Chris would want. "You're a Halliwell, Chris. The Book is your birthright and part of your power, so not having access to it weakens you, even if it's not as obvious as it could be. I'll get you back into the sisters' good graces and then all of us can work together to keep Wyatt safe."