The Charmed Sons

Subject: The Charmed Sons

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

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Chapter 23

P3- Truths, Lies, and Drinking

The Club was packed to full capacity, so much, so I had to bribe the fire department to look the other way. It was a good thing I was on good terms with the staff of the fire department, and all it took me was a little flirting, with the Chief of the Fire Department. The only odd thing about that is, my mom dated his Dad, back when my parents had temporarily broken up, so Dad could become an elder.

I should be happy we have a full house, that every magazine was calling, and P3 was being put back on the map.

Only with everything happening with Dad, and Tatum suddenly back, and this overwhelming feeling of losing myself over the past year, has become too much for me.

I know I should be happy I have found my family, that we have bonded, that is they are all amazing, but the problem is we are also Charmed.

The Power of Three, but it is not setting us free. So why does the spell say, The Power Three will set us Free?

However, aside from gaining a family, I am definitely not gaining any kind of freedom.

I hate whining, it is not my style, but give me a break, Demons trying to kill me, and my family on a weekly basis! Saajohn taking over my body, while I am left to be tortured in Hell. Tatum was taken away from me, right when I am truly falling in love with him, and month's later returns, when I have never been more confused in my entire life.

I do not know if I have become paranoid, but something just does not feel right with him. Maybe it is just me, maybe it is just where my head is, but something is bothering me about him, and I cannot put my finger on it.

Isn't love supposed to be easy? Why is it, that in my life, it has been nothing but difficult?

Its show time, I walk up to the stage, and take the Mic.

"What's up P3? Are we ready to get are party on, or what? (Crowd goes wild) P3 is proud to present, some very special friends of mine, making a special stop on their latest tour, promoting their latest CD THE E-N-D. I want to hear the largest shout out you can give, to bring this house down! Singing their number one hit, I Got a Feeling, Let's hear it for the Black Eyed Peas!" I shouted. The crowed ignited in cheers, as they took the stage and began singing.

I made my way over to the Booth, where my family was sitting.

"You my son are truly amazing! You are such a natural at this, and you've really done something amazing with P3 that I could have only dreamed of accomplishing." Piper said.

"Thanks mom, but you set me up for success. I read the records, and saw how you bought this place, and turned it from a nothing, to the hottest spot in the Bay Area." I said back to her. With only a light smile on my face, but not touching my eyes.

Faking was not my strong suit, and I did not think I was fooling any of them, especially two witches with the power of empathy, no less one being my twin brother.

I tried to avoid all the stares I was getting from everyone, like I was fragile, someone about to break. Which was not far from the truth, but I show to put on, and I was in character, so I pulled on my game face, and played the game right.

It seemed Wyatt was happy to have Caleb along with him, while DJ was giving Caleb dirty looks. Chris for the first time ever, was with DJ on this one, if looks could kill, Caleb would be dead.

Meanwhile, Aunt Phoebe was staring at Coop, as Coop was staring at Caleb, Mom, was staring at dad as he was about to disappear in the flash of an eye. While Aunt Page, and her man were dancing to the beat of the music as if nothing was happening around them.

As long as the attention could be mostly placed off me, I would be satisfied.

Tatum was nowhere to be seen, and I do not know if I was relieved, or bothered. There was the up point of not having to fake through the motions, and the downside of trying to figure out what these strange feelings were all about.

"So where's Tatum?" Chris asked.

"Not sure, he said he would be here, but maybe he was held up, being a Demon, it's possible." I answered somberly.

"Trevor, is there anything you want to talk about? Anything on your mind, you want to share with your twin brother? Cause if you can't trust me, I just don't know who you can trust?" Chris asked, his voice filled with concern.

"Chris, I love you, and believe me, I know I can trust you with my life, hell you've saved my ass plenty of times. Right now, I am just going through something that I just need time to figure it out on my own. I love you Chris, I love my family, but right now, there is something wrong with me, there is something missing in me, and I need to get that back. I just need some time, and space." I spoke holding my head up high, and staring him in the eye. I knew this was the moment I needed to stand tall, stand strong in my position, or I would weaken into being what they wanted me to be, and not what I needed to do to find me...

"Just promise me one thing; you won't make any rash decisions, without talking with Wyatt, and me." Chris tried to play the family card, cheap trick.

"I'm sorry Chris, this isn't about you or the family, I don't know what happens next, but I will do the best I can to talk to you guys, but at the end of the day, this is about me. I have to do what's right for me, and I have to figure that out for myself." I answered honestly.

"That's fare enough, I guess. I'm not going to say it doesn't hurt, I have fallen in love with you, not just as a part of the Charmed Ones, or the that you're a part of our family, and not just most all that your my twin brother, the other half of me, the missing piece I had been searching for my whole life. You've become my best friend, my soul mate, a part of my very being, you've completed the circle of three brothers, that belong together, not for our powers, not for our destiny, but just plainly, you complete us, were brothers, the best kind of brothers, we love each other on a level that next to our mother and Aunts, I've never seen before. We have bonded in ways that were not only mentally, physically, emotionally, (Blushing) sexually, but the true definition of brothers.

I am honored, to have found and known you, to have loved and cared for you, to have you have my back in everyway; I just do not think I could have ever been blessed with a better, more loving, honoring, caring, selfless, shinning star, or brother than you.

I just wanted you know that, so that no matter what you go through, what you decide to do with your future, I support you, and I will always be right here waiting for you, to embrace, and love you no matter what. I love you with my heart and soul, and every fiber of my being." he said, grabbing me into the tightest hug that took the air out of my lungs, hugging me so tight, till my ribs hurt, and I loved every second of it, it was the brightest moment in the darkest time in my life, the most confusing time in my life. Which only left me more confused then I have ever been before, more so than I thought I was, I knew know, I was truly lost. The only mission, the only thing keeping me together is that I had to save my father before I could save myself.

"So Wyatt is getting his grove on with Caleb, they're just sending sparks flying all around them. They actually have a fan club watching them; the energy flowing between them is electrifying." Phoebe said.

Coop grimaced, yet tried to smile all at the same time, while Phoebe studied his face. There was truly something more going on there than meets the eye. However, I have enough on my plate, then worrying about my brother's latest conquest.

Wyatt walked over as Caleb headed to the bathroom.

"Someone is glowing brightly! Love is in the air, every time I turn around!" My mother began singing.

"Shut it! No teasing, something is happening between us, that unexplainable, but most of all, its magic free. Something normal, just a normal guy, that I can just be Wyatt with, and not have to worry about any kind of magic being involved, just a normal life, that's all I want, just to be normal. I finally think I've found that, and I couldn't be happier." Wyatt spoke exuberantly.

I watched, as Phoebe watched Coop's face, the fear in his eyes, his nerves all over the place. I couldn't help but wonder to myself, have I been wrong about Caleb this whole time, and Chris and DJ, right in their doubts about him? If uncle Coop is not showing happiness, but showing fear, is there something more to Caleb that Coop knows, and is not saying? Is Phoebe on to that fact, hence her constant watching of Coop's expression? On the other hand, is everyone on edge right now, the same way I was?

"Like mother, like son! Piper spent our whole lives together wanting a normal life, and here you are Wyatt exactly the same as she is, in everyway." my father spoke hugging him tightly.

"Hey, hey, hey now, I just wanted our children to have the same kind of normal childhood that we had, is that too much to ask of a mother?" Piper said.

"No, it's not honey, just look how well it all turned out." Leo said sarcastically.

"Ha, ha, I tried, but at least I learned to balance the magic with a semblance of a normal life." she answered.

"Hey, I'm part mom and part dad, and I love both parts equal, so if you guys could make it work, why shouldn't I be able to?" Wyatt asked.

"Cause Demons never stop coming, they want us all dead, they want to rule the world, and we're never going to be normal, or have normal lives. The Curse of being a Halliwell." I mumbled under my breath.

"What was that?" Chris asked.

"Nothing, I was just reminding myself, I better get up there for an intermission, before I ware out the band." I lied. Although, I knew Chris was not buying it.

I walked over to the stage, and took the Mic, waited for the set to finish then walked up.

"Black Eyed Peas everyone, lets show them some love, while they take an intermission. (Crowd screams) In the mean time, DJ storm will entertain you, while we have a half hour drink special, Dollar jell-0 shots, and three-dollar beers. Let's give it up for the hottest DJ, in all of San Francisco, DJ Storm!" I shouted, to a round of applause.

I walked the Black Eyed Peas to our private booth.

"Once again, you know how to bring the house down. You guys rock, Fergie, as always I owe you." I said hugging her.

"Baby, that's what best friends are for, you don't owe me shit. But I would love a drink, and so would the guys." she said.

"I know what you guys want, I'll make it special myself. Fergie, you know my family, can you introduce the rest please! Be right back!" I said, smiling and walking away, glad to get away from the family for a moment.

I walked behind the bar, and kneeled down to take some deep breaths, as well as hide for a moment.

I wanted to put my face in my hands and just cry, just let it all out. I am tried of feeling this way, and not knowing exactly why, or what exactly I am feeling.

Wyatt and Caleb made their way to a private booth, to sit and talk alone.

"Alone at last, I thought I'd never get you away from your family!" Caleb said excitedly.

"Now that you've got me alone, what do you have planned?" Wyatt asked coyly.

"For starters, this!" Caleb grabbed Wyatt my the hair and pulled him into a deep passionate kiss. The intensity was electrifying, there was a current running through the two of them, causing their blood to boil, their spines to tingle, and their jeans to tighten in all the right places. Wyatt, finally pulled away, noticing the looks he was getting from the family.

"Wow...now that was worth waiting for, you should avoid me often." Caleb said.

"I don't think I could handle staying away from you much longer, it's starting to bother me when I don't see you." Wyatt said turning red.

"Not more than it bothers me, your all I think about, and sitting in your office everyday, isn't making things any easier." Caleb answered.

"Work...ugh...I almost forgot, it's almost time for me to come back to work."

"Are you excited, nervous, sad?" Caleb asked.

"I actually am, not that I'm saying you haven't done an amazing job, because you have. I'm just ready to get back to the normal parts of my life, and I've truly missed working. Getting back in contact with my readers, I've missed giving advice, the kind of advice I couldn't take myself." Wyatt blushed again.

"I'm sure they've missed the real Wyatt Halliwell, my writing could never stand up to yours, no matter how hard I tried. Caleb said sheepishly.

"I've read your work, you might not be up to my standard, but I'll still give you an A for effort." Wyatt said jokingly.

"So does this mean, I'm not going to see you anymore?" Caleb asked nervously.

"Do you want to see more of me?" Wyatt shot back.

"Ok, I could take that in some many different ways, but in all seriousness, I really would like to see more of you." Caleb answered.

"Good, I'm glad the feeling is mutual. I don't know what it is about you, but I have this strange connection with you, and I'd like to see where it leads, and I picture it leading somewhere wonderful." Wyatt gloated.

"Good, because I feel that same connection, it's the strongest connection I've ever felt with a human, I mean a person, in my whole life. Wyatt, your bringing out feelings in me I never knew really existed, or even wanted to know existed. I've been running around like a lose canon, and then I saw you, I don't believe I'm confessing all this to you, but when I saw you, my heart fell into my stomach. Butterflies, no better yet bats were rumbling in my stomach. I was only supposed to be here for one thing, and the next thing I knew I saw your beautiful eyes staring into my soul, and it touched me, it owned me, it called to me, and I wanted nothing more than to answer." Caleb rambled nervously.

"Wow, I had no idea, but I don't understand what you mean. After running into my ex, and all hell breaking lose, I fell into a hole I never thought I would come up from. But there you were, selfless, caring, chasing after me, not taking no for an answer, persistent to the core, and I loved ever second of it. It opened up a part of me, I thought would be closed for ever.

Look, Caleb, I'm not trying to push us faster than taking this step by step. I don't want to scare you off, God only knows I'm terrified myself, but I just wanted you to know what I'm thinking, where I stand, as far as we're concerned." Wyatt explained.

"Wyatt, I'm head of heals for you, completely. From head to toe, the way you walk, the way you talk, the way your eye twitches when your nervous. The rose color in your cheeks when you get embarrassed, the way you pucker your lips when you pout. The way you nervously run your fingers through your hair, when you think no one's noticing.

That's just to name a few, I could say so much more but I wont. Wyatt, I like you, not just a little, I like you a lot, more than I've ever liked anyone before. To be honest with you, it scares me, it scares me so much I want to run away, but then the thought of you comes into my mind, and I can't leave." Caleb confessed.

"Why, I don't understand, what are you scared of? Why would you want to run away, talk to me?" Wyatt asked.

"It's hard to explain, worse than that, I might scare you away." Caleb answered, not wanting to tell the truth.

"Caleb, if we're going to have any kind of relationship, then we're going to have to be open and honest with each other..." Wyatt stopped dead cold, remember the big secret he's keeping from Caleb, knowing he couldn't tell him he was Charmed. Caleb began to chuckle, secretly knowing the secret Wyatt was keeping, not believing those words were coming out of his mouth.

"Fine, here's the deal, you have to know the past is the past, and I don't plan on making the same mistakes I used to. I'd like to believe I changed, and I'd like to believe that you are the cause of that change. You have to promise me no judgments, the past is the past, we all have one, and I don't believe we should be punished for it, for the rest of our lives." Caleb said.

"Agreed, now spill it, you have me curious." Wyatt said excitedly.

"Wyatt, I've spent my life working, doing a job I was destined to do. A family business if you will, but there was always something missing in it for me. Some void I couldn't fill, some part of me that was empty.

I have an older brother, the perfect older brother, who's perfect in everyway. So much so, I thought I hated him, hated him because my parents thought he was the perfect child, he did everything right. The Family business, well, lets just say there isn't anything he couldn't that didn't please my parents, he is the number one worker in the family business. All attention was focused on him, and I hated it, it crushed me to the core.

So I wanted attention, and the only way to do that was to become a bad boy, doing everything that would piss my parents off, and cause my brother to have to clean up my messes.

I started being a player, having guys chasing after me, just to know they wanted me, and then break their hearts, when I was supposed to be healing them. Guiding them to the right one for them, but instead I broke them up with the one they should be with, just for the fun of it. It just got worse from there, but that doesn't matter. Because I was sent on a work related mission, that's when I actually ran into you, and everything changed, my whole life changed, my eyes opened, the day became clearer.

My life changed in the very moment, I don't know what it was, and I don't care what it was, all I know is meeting you, has made me a better person, made me understand what I was doing in life, which was all wrong. And I've loved ever second of it, I love the way you make me feel, the man you make me want to become.

So much so, that today my brother and I finally had the most real conversation, we've ever had.

We expressed our feelings, or true feelings for one another, the pain, the jealousy, the heartache, you name it. And it was the most freeing felling I've ever had, and it's brought us closer together, closer than we've ever been, and I owe it all to you.

I'm a changed person, and I want to be the best kind of person, the kind of person you deserve, the kind of person you can be proud of, the kind of person you want standing by your side." Caleb confessed.

"Wow, that's heavy, but I understand some of it. Being the oldest child, the pressure can be overwhelming, cleaning up messes, trying to dealing with the double trouble twins, it's a full time job, and in the end they only think I'm being bossy, or controlling, or superior to them, when all I want is to protect them, keep them safe, help them to grow into strong, powerful good men. But, in the end, I have to realize they are who they are, and I can only be there, and guide them the best I can, listen and hear what they truly are saying, and help in any way how.

You seem to have gotten a lot our of your conversation with your brother, and I hope it grows into a beautiful bond. I'm so honored that you've trusted me with all of this, it means more to me than you'll ever know.

I'm no saint, I walked away from who I thought was the love of my life, in the name of the family business. I don't know if it was the biggest mistake of my life, or the best thing I could have ever done. He was killed because of me, because I could tell him my secrets, but I know now, that Andre is in a better place, doing amazing things. I take comfort in that.

I don't want to make the same mistakes with you, but I want a normal life with you, free of all the chaos my life brings, and I'm going ot do everything in my power to see that it works out that way, if your willing? I hope you`ll give me the chance, because you truly are someone special" Wyatt asked tentatively.

"It would be my honor, my hope, my dreams, to make you the happiest man alive, and be the best kind of man you deserve." Caleb said.

Wyatt stood up, and grabbed Caleb and began kissing him, like he'd never kissed anyone before. Caleb's passion flared through his body like a spark of fire, ignite into an explosion of ecstasy. Their hands roamed over each others bodies, unable to stop touching one another, like the fire would go out if them did.

Unknown to Wyatt and Caleb, Andre stood watching them from the backroom door, fire burning in his eyes with the hatred he felt for both Wyatt, and Caleb. But his hatred and distrust for Caleb far exceeded that of Wyatt, he wanted Wyatt to be happy, Caleb was just not the one. Andre made the drinks on the table fly off and hit Caleb all over.

This did not go unnoticed by DJ, and when DJ and Andre locked eyes, Andre orbed out, feeling embarrassed, and knowing he was going to have to answer to the elders.

"What the heck was that?" Caleb asked wiping the water off of him and Wyatt.

"Someone must have bumped into the table that's all. So is that all it's going to take is some water to stop you from kissing me?" Wyatt asked, knowing something magical had happened, and hoping Caleb wouldn't ask anymore questions.

"I'm not sugar, I wont melt, come here, and let's finished what we just started." Caleb said grabbing Wyatt into another powerful kiss, this time the heat radiating from their bodies was enough to engulf the place in fire. Wyatt, turned Caleb the other way, and got a look at DJ, who was giving him a knowing look, that it was Andre that cause the magic. But Wyatt couldn't think about that right now, he was lost in a world, he never thought he'd be in again, and was glad to know, there wasn't a distraction, that would stop Caleb and him from containing the emotions that were flaring like an inferno between the two.

"Looks, like Wyatt and Caleb have just made it to first base." Chris said, looking annoyed.

"Chris leave your brother alone, if he's found happiness, then let him find it, he deserves it after everything he's been through." Piper said.

"Does it have to be Caleb? There is just something so wrong with him, I can feel it, with every bone in my body. How come you can't trust me for once, I'm the one with the power of premonition. Something is off about Caleb, and I'm not about to stand around and watch Wyatt get hurt. I've already let down one brother, I wont do the same to Wyatt." Chris said angrily.

"What makes you think there is something wrong with Caleb, he's a good kid. I mean, I've talked with him a few times, and felt the Cupid connection between him and Wyatt. It's strong, stronger than anything I've ever felt before." Coop said, not meaning to speak out loud, but not being able to control his anger over hearing someone bad mouthing his brother.

"Since when did you become a fan of Caleb, all this time it seemed to me like you've had a problem with him?" Phoebe asked, curiously.

"My powers are talking, I can sense love between to people, you know that, get in between them, in those tiny moments unnoticed." Coop tried to cover up.

"I don't care what your stupid Cupid ring says, Caleb is all wrong from Wyatt, and I know it, you don't know Wyatt like I do, and this is all wrong. Everything is all wrong, and I'm going to try and fix it all." Chris said.

"Chris, stop blaming yourself for everyone's problems. This is life, everyone needs to have their ups, and downs, their mistakes, and so on, till they find the right one." Piper said.

"Just like you Piper, Warlock, Ghost, Demons, and so on, till finally you gave into Leo?" Phoebe joked.

"Shut it!" Piper said.

"I think its time for Coop and I to head home, we have a lot to talk about." Phoebe said.

Everyone said their goodbyes.

"Boss man, you okay?" Andy asked.

"Yeah, thanks Andy, just needed a moment to compose myself." I answered one of the bartenders.

"I've got something better! Just the right thing, for a moment like this." Andy said, grabbing a bottle of Bacardi 151 Proof, and pouring two shots. He handed me one, and took the other.

"Bottoms up!" Andy said I could not help but laugh, though it did not touch my eyes. We downed the shots, it burned going down, my face reddened. Hot prickly feelings all over my face, my stomach felt warm.

"How was that?" he asked.

"Gross! However, your right, that hit the spot. Let's do two more, you tell any, and I'll fire you!" I said jokingly, but seriously at the same time. He did as asked, and downed those too.

"If you like that, you've got to try this; it's called a blue mother fucker! It's just what Doctor Andy orders for a hard day." He said, mixing a concoction of liquor. A blue motherfucker was the same as a long island ice tea, although instead of coke, you add blue cacuorun. The taste was amazing, but the feeling washing over, was unlike anything I had felt before. Now I have had my fair share of drinks in life, but I have never been fucked up. At this moment I was beyond fucked up, I was floating on air, and loving every second of it. It was like everything that was weighing me down, was suddenly lifted off me. I never wanted to let go of this feeling again, I turned to Andy and hugged him.

"You my friend, are one of a kind, remind me to give you a raise tomorrow." I slurred.

"Whoa, boss man, I think I gave you a little too much. Do me a favor, and stay away from your family the rest of the night, I really don't feel like getting canned, for getting you wasted." he pleaded.

"I'm the Boss man, you said so yourself, and like I said this is our little secret. Now Andy, have I ever told just how hot you really are?" I asked putting my hands on his shoulders.

"No, no you haven't. Thanks Boss man.You're very hot yourself!" he said smiling. I grabbed him and kissed him, what I did not realize at that moment was that Tatum had finally made it, and was staring, straight at us. If looks could kill, poor Andy would be dead. My family was staring as well, and Wyatt and Chris took quick actions to make their way over to Tatum, seeing that Tatum was beginning to overheat with jealousy.

"Wow, Boss man, if I had known you could kiss like that, I would have been all over you months ago. However, I really have to get back to work, and your boyfriend just walked in, and looks none to happy about seeing us kiss. Good luck with that, later Trevor." Andy said walking away with a smile on his face.  

I did not care about anything at that moment, I felt free, amazing to say the least. I moved to the dance floor, and just started dancing to beats, feeling like I felt before we became the power of three.

But I don't need to think about that right now, all I need to think about is how free I feel right now, how everything seems okay at this very moment, that's all that really matters.

People started moving, and dancing up on me, and I did not care, not what anybody thinks, not what anyone was staring at, nothing. I felt nothing at all, and that is just what I needed at that moment.

"Stop Tatum, stop right there, don't do a damned thing." Chris said, as Wyatt and he held Tatum back.

"Just what the hell does he think he's doing? I have been gone all this time, and this is what I come back to? Has he been this way the whole time I have been gone? Has he been whoring around, while I've been trapped in some spell?" Tatum asked angrily.

"No, Tatum, I swear he's been miserable without you, I don't know what's gotten into him tonight." Wyatt said.

"I don't understand, what's wrong with him, why is he being this way? You are his brothers; you should know him better than anybody should! There is something wrong with him that is not the Trevor I know and love. Trevor's acting like he's lost his mind, so what are we going to do about it?" Tatum asked.

"We're not going to do anything about it; Wyatt and I are going to do something about it." Chris answered.

"Fine, I'm out of here." Tatum said walking towards the door. He turned back and looked at Trevor being danced on by a couple of hot guys, Wyatt and Chris headed back towards their family, so Tatum took the long way around, and made his way to the dance floor.

He started decking the two people dancing on Trevor.

"Tatum, just what the hell do you think your doing?" I asked.

"I could ask the same of you Trevor! What is wrong with you?" Tatum asked.

"Look, for the first time in a long time, I feel free, and I'm not going to let you, or anybody else stop me!" I said pushing him back.

"Are you drunk? Trevor, have you lost your mind!" Tatum said grabbing me.

"Yes I'm drunk, and it's the greatest thing I've ever felt, now get out of my face, before I use my powers on you!" I ordered.

"Trevor have you forgotten where your at, this is P3, there are humans all around. You can't use your powers in front of them, I really think you need to go home, and sober up." Tatum said angrily.

"Don't order me around, your not the boss of me, I own this place, I can do whatever I want, whenever I want, however I want, and there is nothing you can do to stop me. Do not forget, Saajohn left enough of his powers inside me, when he took over my body, and I am not afraid to use them. So get out of my face, and get the hell out of my club." I shouted. The two people Tatum hit got back up, and got in Tatum's face.

"Is the only way to fight someone, is to sucker punch them when they're not looking?" One of the people asked.

"Yeah, is this guy bothering you?" the other person asked me.

"Don't worry boys; he's on his way out right now, later Tatum!" I said pointing towards the front door.

Tatum looked at me with the most heartbroken eyes I have ever seen, and my heart skipped a beat, but I was not going to back down. I turned around and started dancing with the two people again.

I took a quick look behind me, and Tatum was storming out.

My family marched over to me, grabbing me and pulling me towards our private booth.

"Just what the hell do you think you're doing, I was dancing with those two hot guys?" I shouted.

"Trevor Pruitt Halliwell, you sit your ass down right now." My mother shouted.

"Trevor, you know better than to get drunk, your powers will be out of whack, you're a danger to yourself and others. You could hurt innocent people, are you willing to live with that?" My Dad asked.

"We're a family Trevor, we talk things out, and we don't get drunk. You know better, now you're going to sit your ass right there, and you're going to tell us what's wrong, or I'm going to beat it out of you." My mother said grabbing my face between her hands.

"I don't want to talk, I have nothing to say. I feel great, actually I feel better than great, I feel on top of the world, and I'm not going to let you guys spoil this night for me." I shouted.

"Trevor, don't take that tone with your mother. Things have gotten out of control, we know you are hurting, but if you do not let it out with us, and keep bottling it in, you are going to explode. You know your powers are ruled by your emotions, this is not you, and my son would not risk human lives so freely. Son your better than this, now come on, talk to us, tell us what's going on in that head of yours?" Dad asked, putting a comforting hand on my shoulders.

A fire began brewing inside me, everything I was feeling, everything I was thinking, was boiling and ready to come out. My high was disappearing, and rage was beginning to fly out of me.

"Whoa, wait, Trevor, control yourself before you do something stupid." Phoebe said.

However, suddenly Chris began channeling my emotions, channeling everything I was feeling. He turned around and decked Wyatt, and then began shouting.

"You're supposed to be my older brother, my protector, but instead you let Saajohn have me. You let him torture me for months, while not even realizing that he was not really me. And you Chris, your supposed to be my twin, your suppose to know me better than anyone else.

What about the two of you, you are my parents, I am your son, how could you stand by and let all those things happen to me, how could you not protect me. How could you let them take me all those years ago, I was a baby, in your arms, and you let the Seer take me, I was helpless, and you did nothing, you sat there and did nothing to save me. Now years later, I find I have this whole family, these powers, and all that's happened is me almost getting killed on a weekly basis, or one of you, then losing the one I loved, who's no less a half demon.

I'm losing myself, no actually I've lost myself, I don't know who I am anymore, or what I'm doing anymore.

I have a part of Saajohn inside me that I can't get rid of, I'm changing, I'm becoming more powerful, I can feel it, but what does that mean, am I turning evil, or are my powers going to be used for good.

I'm afraid all the time, I don't know if I'm going to lose one of you guys, and I'm afraid I'm going to lose myself.

I can't take this anymore, I can't stand living in fear all the time, living in fear of losing one of you, living in fear of Saajohn coming back for me, living in fear of what is real, who to trust, and what's happening to me.

I do not know if Tatum is really, who he says he is, there is something different about him, but then again it could be me. Maybe I hate him because he knew what his mother was doing; he knew that Saajohn had plans to destroy us. Now with Daemon after Dad, and Dad so willing to let his pride in the way of us saving him, its all to much. I've watched my mother get stabbed, my brothers almost get killed, and I've been tortured again and again. I'm tired of it, I'm tired of it all, I want out, I don't want any part of being one of them Charmed Ones, I don't want to stand by and watch one of you getting killed, I'm done, after we help save Dad, I'm out, I'm leaving, I'm gone. I do not know when, I do not know where, but I am leaving. I need out, I need away from all of this; I just need to get back to me. To find out who I am, what I am, and I cannot do it with all of you hovering over me. I cannot do it with my emotions unbalanced worrying about you guys. I need to do this on my own, and you guys need to back off so I can do it. Do you understand, I need to be alone, I need me time." Chris said channeling almost everything I was feeling. I got up and decked Chris.

"How could you do that, how could you use your powers to pour out my feelings, they were mine to tell, if I wanted to tell, and I didn't even know them, and you just said all of that, said everything inside me, hurtful things to our family. This is what I am talking about, I cannot even keep my feelings to myself, and you just pull them out of me, and say it all to everyone. I hate this part of magic; I hate what it has done to me, and what it has done to our family. I'm out of here." I said trying to stand up, yet unable to fully stand due to the drinking.

"Son, it's alright, you have every right to feel the way you do. We are sorry, that is all we can say, we are sorry. We wish things could have been different, don't you think I beat myself up everyday wishing I could have not been under a spell, when you were born? They played us, they played us all.

Just give us sometime, to work together as a family, together we can get through anything." Piper said nearly in tears.

"Look, I've had enough of people inside my mind, and inside my body. I'm out of here, just leave me alone!" I shouted, as I stumbled my way out of P3. I stumbled through the alley, tears rolling down my face. The cool, crisp night air, felt good on my face. My head was starting to spin, and I was feeling a little out of control. I leaned against the wall, trying to regain control of myself.  

Inside P3-  

"Look, I'll go after him, this is one of those father son moments." Leo said.

"Alright, but don't let him out of your sight, call Chris or Wyatt, to orb after him if he tries to leave." Piper said worried.  

Over to the side-  

"Wow, I thought we had problem, never knew the Charmed Ones had so many issues." Caleb said.

"You don't understand Caleb, Trevor is new to this, and he's been through more than any of his brothers. You of all people should know how hard it could be, for people coming into their powers at such a late age. It's been a rough year for him, just cut him some slack." Coop said.

"You really do care about them all don't you?" Caleb asked a hint of pain in his voice.

"I can read between the lines Caleb, I know you better than you think. I have always loved you, and I always will love you. I just hate the things you get yourself into, don't you understand that. I want more for you; I want you to be the man I know you can be. I want you to be the best you can be, better than me. I just want what is best for you, you have to understand that. I'm hard on you, because I know your true potential, I know the greatness you're destined for, and I just want to see you succeed." Coop said passionately.

"Wow, this new bonding brother's stuff is great. A boy could get used to this, but in all seriousness, thanks Coop, this means more to me then you could ever possibly know. Speaking truthfully, I have looked up to you for so long, and I have acted out the way I have, because...well because I was always jealous of you. You being Mom and Dad's favorite, the best at being a Cupid, the best looking, the best at everything you have ever done. I have always felt so insignificant, compared to you. So, what I'm trying to say is, thanks, thanks for giving me a chance to really get to know the real you, and be the real me with you." Caleb said, a tear streaming down his cheek. Coop grabbed him into a hug, before realizing Phoebe and Paige were staring at them suspiciously.

"I love you kid, your my baby brother no matter what, always remember that." Coop said.

"Ah, Coop, you'd better let go, your wife and her sister are staring at us." Caleb said nervously.

"Oh, crap! I forgot where we were for a second." Coop said.

"When are you going to tell her the truth?" Caleb asked.

"I don't know, I've made it harder now, we've been married all these years and I've never spoken of our parents, or having a bratty little brother. I just do not think she is going to take this very nicely. Not only that, mother wants to come for a visit, and soon. I am going to have to man up and tell her the truth. Deal with the consequences, I should have just told her from the beginning. Nothing is ever easy." Coop sighed.

"This doesn't make it any easier on me, when Wyatt finds out I'm your brother, he's going to blow a gasket. Wait! Did I just hear right, Mother`s coming? Great, we`re in trouble, big trouble." Caleb said sighing as well.  

"What do you think that was all about?" Paige asked Phoebe, about the hug Coop gave Caleb.

"I don't know, but I'm not letting this go anymore, Coop is going to explain himself tonight. Something is up between him, and this Caleb person. That is three times now; I have caught them in a weird situation. This has to be what's been stressing Coop out, it just has to be." Phoebe said guessing.

"You don't think he's secretly seeing Caleb do you?" Paige asked jokingly.

"Don't even joke like that, Paige! But seriously, I think they know each other, but just don't want to tell me, and I don't understand why." Phoebe said annoyed.

"Sounds like it's time for a truth spell to me, I know I'd do one." Paige said.

"I can't do that Paige; I need for him to tell me the truth on his own. If we do not have trust between us, what is the point of a marriage? No, tonight, I am going to ask him straight out, and he is going to answer, or it is the clouds for him. Or where ever Cupid's sleep." Phoebe said determined.

Meanwhile-

The Alley behind P3-

"We couldn't have planned this more perfectly if we tried. One brother down, the rest are busy inside, and Leo is free for the taking. Now, this is as simple as it gets. Leo's in the alley with a drunken Trevor, get in there, and get him, or I swear to you, you'll be begging to be sent to be sent to the wastelands before I'm through with you." Byrne said to his men.

"Trevor wait, just hear me out son. I understand the difficulties you're going through, more than you know. I was human once too, killed before my time. Then the elders came to me offering me immortality, a chance to continue serving humanity, a chance to fight the evil of the world, a different evil than I was used to, an evil I never know existed, but a darker evil nonetheless. Demons. Monsters. All the legends of Myth.

I was merely to be a guide to witches, to help them in their transitions from being mere mortals, to realizing they were truly witches.

The Charmed Ones were the beginning, the origins deeply routed in the history of the fight between good and evil. That's why the Demons want you dead, with the Charmed Ones out of the way; there would be no one to stop them from ruling the world, below and above.

But then I met my charges, the original Charmed Ones, your Aunts and Mother. Everything I had been taught, everything I had learned as a white lighter, was thrown out the window, the second I laid eyes on your mother. Everything I had every learned was thrown out the window. Rules suddenly meant nothing to me, it was love at first sight, it was every human emotion come back to life for me. There wasn't anything I wouldn't do for her.

I went against every rule laid down by the elders; in the name of the love I had her for her. I went from being normal, to being a white lighter, to a more powerful Elder, and an even more powerful Avatar. Then everything changed, Chris came back from the future, to save Wyatt, which ended was with Wyatt being saved, but the older version of Chris being in called. I lost it, I went nuts, I killed an elder, and every demon I could get my hands on.

What I didn't realize was that, under my nose, a bigger plot was happening, a plot to steal you.

You can't imagine how's this been eating away at me, every time I look you, there's a pain inside my chest, that aches so hard, I feel like it's going to punch its way out. You can't begin to understand what its like for a family to find out they have a son/brother, years and years later.

To have to introduce him into a life that none of us want for any of our children, especially your mother. From the very start she hated this, and at the moment Prue died, a part of her died too. With every breath she takes, she fears for the safety of you boys, with every fiber of my being I fear for the safety of you boys. But living as long as I've lived, and knowing all that I've learned, I've never seen a family so powerful in all that time. Together you are a force of nature; together you are the Charmed Ones.

Sure it might seem like a curse sometimes, but that's only if you're looking at the bad side. Your forgetting the amazing part, the parts where you save lives, the parts where you keep families together, were you keep evil down, leaving the living a chance to live.

You weren't chosen to punish you, you were chosen because you are special, and you can do what nobody else can. You are never given more than you can handle son, and with the life you've lead, and all you've been through...it's happened for a reason, a reason so powerfully good, even though it seems routed in evil, because it has prepared you for all that you have faced, and all that you have yet to face.

If we could change the past, you know we would, but you did change the past and you saw the outcome.

It's time you let go of your fears, you let go of the pain, you just let it all out, and free yourself, before it consumes you, and eventually destroys you.

You are a Halliwell, and Halliwell's never give up, they take the good, the bad and the ugly, and they use them to fight their battles, live their lives, and find the balance to be who the truly are.

Not only one of the strongest, most powerful witches, but the bravest most loveable, honorable man.

That's you son, that's my Trevor, filled with his mother's determination, love, power, but your fathers compassion, optimism, and overwhelming need to find the balance, of fighting Demons, but finding love.

I promise you, you will do both, and you will lead an amazing life, filled with hope, and happiness, and love. It will get easier in time, but you just have to be willing to give it time, to heal, to trust, and to believe in your family once again.

I love you Trevor, more than words could ever describe." Dad said hugging me tightly into his chest, sobs of tears rolled down my cheeks, as his fatherly talk, which took me to one of the most emotional places I had ever been. I hoped and begged that I would not forget this moment, due to how drunk I was.

Suddenly my stomach started to turn, this beautiful moment was about to become ugly. I was about to puke, and was suddenly filled with the memory of why drinking bad, sober good...I hate throwing up.

I moved off my father, and put my hands on the wall, leaning over and began to puke. He pulled my hair back, while lightly rubbing my circles around my back. It was at that moment that I truly felt the wonderful sensation, of what it meant to have a family that cared. That in my stupidity, my weakness, and no matter what an ass I made of myself, my family was always there, never judging, never looking at me like I was a freak, but only looking at me through the eyes of love. I am a Halliwell, I am strong, and I will be okay...(Puke)

Meanwhile-

Phoebe and Coop left the club; Phoebe was steaming, not speaking a word, while Coop had beads of sweat on his forehead. He knew this was the moment; he could go on no further without telling Phoebe the truth, and just hoping their love was strong enough for her to forgive him, for everything that he's kept from her.

They walked through the front door, Phoebe steaming, not used to keeping her mouth closed. Coop could barley breath, he was hyperventilating.

"So are you going to say something, or should I?" Phoebe asked angrily.

"Phoebe, before I say anything, before I explain everything to you, you have to promise me, you'll listen with an open mind, and an open heart. Can you just do me that favor?" Cooped begged.

"You have secrets that you've been keeping from me, when we promised never to keep anything non-work related from each other, and now your asking, no demanding I have an open mind about this?" she answered annoyed.

"Phoebe, that's the thing, most of this is work related, and then some of it...its...well, it's something I've always wanted to tell you, but have been so afraid of telling you, afraid of what you'd think, afraid of how you'd feel, afraid of what the truth would do." he pleaded.

"Alright, enough, just get on with it. I want to know everything, and I swear to keep an open mind." she said trying to keep her cool.

"Alright, now remember I love you, and I'm truly sorry for all of this. In a nut shell, not only am I a Cupid, but I'm the son of the original Cupid, and the Goddess of love herself." Coop started, while Phoebe's eyes went wide, and her mouth hung open.

"Are you trying to tell me, you're not only a Cupid, but you're a God?" She managed to ask.

"I'm still just me Coop, the one you fell in love with, and fell in love with you, anything else isn't important." he answered.

"Not important! Not important! Your parents are the original Gods of love, and that's not important? Wait, what does this have to do with Caleb, why are you always sneaking around having conversations with him?" She asked.

"I am to tell you this, but you have to keep this between you and I, you cannot under any circumstance reveal what I am about to say. I know how much you can't keep a secret, but this is not ours to give away, and you could be ruining a chance for the love of to people." he said.

"You have my word, I promise." Phoebe said, crossing her fingers behind her back.

"Caleb is my brother, and I would have introduced him to you before, but see, we haven't gotten along...well, since ever. It wasn't until he met Wyatt, that we crossed paths again. All our lives, I've been cleaning up his messes, and believe me, he's created a lot of them. But the truth of the matter is, it's all been my fault, I never understood why he did the things he did, until I talked to my mother.

She pointed some things out, that were very enlightening, and well, after talking to him, and I really mean talking to him, and not just fighting with him, I got to know him better and understand why he was doing the things he did.

He just felt that I was better than him at everything, that I was our parent's number one, and that was his way of getting attention. He really just wanted a brother, and I was to busy fighting him to realize what he really needed. That was until he met Wyatt, and truly fell in love, and now I know he is serious about this, and that he's not playing any games.

It was Caleb and I, which saved Wyatt's life the day he died, that's what forced us back into each others lives again.

But you can't say anything to Wyatt, he's going to have to hear if from Caleb, or you'll ruin their chance at love." Coop answered.

"So that's why I saw him flying with wings through the air, when I shook his hand at the party, and had that premonition. Only, he was being attacked, like shot out of the air, something is going to happen to him Coop, and I don't know what." Phoebe said panicked.

"We'll deal with that later; there is something else I need to tell you. My mother wants to meet you, and she wants to meet you soon. She's really hurt we've been married as long as have, and I've never invited her to meet you." Coop said nervously.

"Your mother, a real Goddess, wants to come here, and meet me! What if she hates me, or thinks I'm not good enough for you or that I'm not good enough for you or what if..." Phoebe rambled, but Coop grabbed her and kissed her.

"Phoebe, you're perfect, she'll love you, just as much as I do. I've given you my heart and soul, trust me, she would never had let me down that, if she didn't think you were worthy of it." Coop answered, smiling, relieved.

"This still doesn't mean your not in trouble for keep all of this from me, but we can save that till morning, right now, I'd like to go into the bedroom." Phoebe said smiling. Coop swooped her off her feet, and carried her into the bedroom.

Back at the Alley behind P3-

After I puked my guts out, I finally sat down, my head still spinning.

"Thanks dad, I'm sorry, I've made a real mess of things." I said.

"We've all been there son, nobody's holding anything against you, we're all just worried about you, nothing more." he promised.

"We should probably get back inside, before mom sends out a search party." I tried to get up, but everything was still spinning.

Suddenly Demons started shimmering in all around us. Perfect time, there may have only been 12, but I was seeing double.

I pulled my dad behind me, as if I was really in a position to protect anybody, let alone my dad.

"If you know what's best for you, I'd advise you to all leave now, or be vanquished by one of the Charmed ones." I slurred my words.

"You're to drunk to anything, we've been watching the show, and waiting for the right moment. Now, let's go Leo, or will kill your son!" One of the Demons spoke.

I began waving my hands sending whoever I could flying all about, but with seeing double, not many were moving at all. Mostly I just heard laughing.

"Nice try kid, but being drunk doesn't help you aim at all. So you have one choice Leo, do this the easy way, or watch us kill your son?" The Demon said.

"What do you want with him?" I asked.

"Something that belongs to us, something he his many years ago. Something he's the only one on earth that knows how to find it, and it's time its back in its rightful hands." The demon said.

"The Grimwar! That's what this is all about, but what you're forgetting is I had powers back then, I could get to it. Now, I'm human, I have no way of knowing where I hid it, or how to get to it, not that I would." Leo said.

"Just leave that to us, we have it all taken care of, the only piece missing is you." The Demon answered.

I tried to astral project myself into two, hoping my other half wouldn't be as drunk as I was. With total concentration, I was finally able to do it.

My prayers were answered, he wasn't drunk.

"How about a round with me first?" my astral self said, before waving his hands and sending demons flying all about.

"Run Dad, Trevor go with him, I'll take care of them." my astral self said, and I grabbed my dads hand and started running as best as I could.

"Chris! Wyatt! Help!" I shouted into the air.

Five Demons shimmered in front of us, smiles on their faces.

"Going somewhere?" One asked, before throwing an energy ball, sending me flying back against the wall, barley conscious.

I watched as Chris and Wyatt orbed out, just as the demons took dad, before I passed out.

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