Disclaimer : Ah shucks, would you look at that. I don't own Charmed, not even a fraction of it! Well dang -SNAPS FINGERS- I was hoping I would at least own Chris and Wyatt by now. I mean, it's a new year! Cut me some slack! But I don't own it, I will people! Mark my words, someday I will own Charmed. At least I hope. Although, the plot to this series, however, including its characters and story line is mine. Steal it, and I will kill you. If you run, I will hunt you down - bringing my hell hounds and assassins with me. You have been warned. Now, enjoy your reading! Also, a review at the end would be nice.

Author's Note : Hey, I was feeling bad about the lack of importance that the other children were having in this story. So, I decided to let the others get into some trouble this time - or at least, cause the trouble. I mean, their family is always kicking ass, so it makes sense that they would want to, right? Anyway, we all know that Hazel knows about the other future and Victor. Aha, I love Victor, but I was feeling bad because there is only so much they can do to help Chris out. So, the my little muse kicked in, and I decided it was time for an intervention. Mwhaha….

1x08 : Bone Appetite!

Summary : when a new restaurant opens across from Piper's, Mel is convinced that there is something wrong with the place, but when the her brothers ignore her, will she and her cousins find out what's really happening - or will there be devastating consequences? R&R

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Chapter One : Lovers and Jerks.

"What ever possessed me to become a Social Worker?" Prue groaned as her fingers flew from key to key, her purple-framed glasses nearly falling off her nose as she stared at the screen. It was as if her fingers had taken on a life of their own as she continued to type up an application for a teenage girl that they were trying to get funding for. The girl was smart, that was proven by just looking at her grades over her school career, but after living in an orphanage since she was ten, she didn't have the funding to go to University - something she was trying to change by applying for scholarships for the young woman. Sadly, this was due at the end of the week, "I hate Aunt Paige for telling me about being a Social Worker, it's her fault."

Ever since she was a young girl, Prue had wanted to be a Social Worker like her Aunt Paige had been something that started when Paige had started telling Prue about the accomplishment you felt when you helped someone. Prue was still attending some classes at University, but she was finally at the stage where she could work at Social services as a test run, but at this rate, it sucked.

She still wasn't completely sure how this would turn out for her, Paige had loved working as a social worker, just like her, but she had still given it up for her Wiccan duties. Something Prue wished wouldn't happen to her, but worst come to worst, they could alternate, right? There were more in her generation than just the Charmed Ones, honestly, Prue did not know how her mother and aunts had survived, having to be together constantly.

"I can do this," Prue muttered as she rubbed her eyes, pausing in her typing. She had to do this; she had to make this career choice work because she would not settle for anything else. Phoebe, her mother, and her Aunt Piper had managed to keep steady jobs with being witches, so why couldn't she? Her mother had even gone back to school; she could do this. Hearing a prominent rumbling in her stomach, Prue groaned and glanced at the clock, it was almost three in the afternoon. She needed food.

Getting ready to stand up and head to the kitchen to get some much needed food, Prue sighed and shook her head when she heard the buzzer outside her apartment go off, causing her to curse. Was nothing going to go her way today? She wanted food, was this someone's way of punishing her? Heading to the door, she sighed as she gripped the door handle, "it's defiantly the Elders," she muttered as she swung the door open. "Or not."

"Umm, hi?"

"Caleb!" Prue cheered, her face lighting up when she saw her boyfriend, much to her relief, he was holding a box of pizza, causing Prue to scream with joy on the inside. It was as if her demonic-lover could real her mind, and she loved it. "I'm so happy to see you right now," she said sincerely, her eyes dropping to the pizza box. "You brought food."

Caleb feigned hurt as he looked at her, "wow, it's great to know that my girlfriend is only happy to see me because of the fact I brought food." He shook his head as Prue rolled her eyes and opened the door wide to let him in. "I thought you would have appreciated me by now, but apparently you only keep me around for my food services and hot physique."

Walking into the kitchen, Prue snorted as Caleb laid the box of pizza on the counter and offered her a slice of pizza, which she gratefully took. Sinking her teeth into the extra cheese pizza, Prue had to admit that she was in Heaven. "I definitely keep you around for your food services, I was starving."

Caleb raised an eyebrow as he took his own piece of pizza. "I thought you were home all day, working on that college scholarship thingy," Prue nodded. "So you do realise that you could have gotten food at any time, right?" He questioned, but seeing his girlfriend's narrowed eyes, he chuckled, only to pause when something occurred to him. "What do you mean 'definitely my food services'?" He demanded, "what about my hot body?!"

"For me to appreciate it," Prue said slowly as she finished off her piece of pizza and wiped her hands into a napkin, "doesn't it have to actually exist first?" She teased, smirking when Caleb sighed and shimmered out. Waiting for him to come back, she sighed, "come on Caleb," she called, looking around for her apartment-fleeing boyfriend. "I was only - AHH!" Prue let out a scream as Caleb reappeared behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, trapping her in his grasp. "Caleb Brian Johnson," she hissed, "there are some days I could vanquish you."

Caleb smiled as he hissed her cheek, "now come on, you would miss me if you were to vanquish me." Prue snorted in disagreement, "oh you would," Caleb insisted. "It might not be instantaneous, but it would come eventually, and from what you tell me, it would be the next time you got hungry."

Prue smirked as she leaned back against Caleb's stomach, "hmm," she murmured, "that sounds nice." She mused as she turned so she could wrap her arms around his waist. "I'll have to remember that one, but right now, I think I need a break." Prue kinked an eyebrow at Caleb as she tilted her head up to look at him. "I think I've done all I can with work for right now."

"Really?"

"Really? You sure sound enthusiastic about this," Prue pouted shaking her head, "talking about other halves that don't appreciate you," she teased as she smirked at him, detangling herself from Caleb's arms and hoisting herself on the counter. "Just because I didn't agree with you having a hot body."

"I'll have you know, many women would consider themselves lucky to have a piece of me," Caleb stated, striking a pose as he winked at Prue. "And if my services, other than delivery boy, are unappreciated here," Caleb sighed dramatically. "I guess I'll just have to hunt down one of my other girlfriends and listen to them talk about my hot body."

Prue's face dropped as she glared playfully at Caleb, going along with the little story he was trying to spin. As if he had other girlfriends, Prue almost wanted to snort at that thought. As if any other girl would date him now, she had him so whipped; they would call him a wimp and move on - which she had no problem with at all. "Other girlfriends," she repeated sadly. "Seriously?" She sighed, "oh well, I guess I'll have to call up my secret Latin lover then."

Caleb nodded, trying to keep a serious look on his face as he tried to make Prue believe he was indifferent to the idea of her having a secret lover. "Yeah, I guess you'll just have to," he stated, but looking at her dancing eyes, he couldn't keep the smile off his face. "I'll go have my body appreciated while you go visit…?"

"Clemens," Prue finished without missing a beat, silently thankful that she knew Latin names, a result of one of her many obsessions as a child. Smirking, she winked at Caleb and smiled at him, causing her dimples to shine through as she looked at him. "And let me say, he does have a totally hot body."

Caleb nodded, "so when are you going to see this Clemens?" He questioned, smirking when he saw Prue arch one of her perfect eyebrows at him. "I'm only asking because you've been busy lately with everything, I mean with school, work and your plans to get Emily and Wyatt together," Caleb sighed at Prue's smug look. "And you still aren't going to let me in on the new plan, but that's beside the point. With Christmas coming up, you're going to have all those family gatherings and family members everywhere, we wont have much time together."

"Yeah, I know," Prue sighed, thinking about her family once again. She loved them, she really did, and she knew they would be happy for her if she was in love. Prue just didn't know how they would respond to Caleb, despite the fact, they all loved him but he was still part demon. Something she couldn't change. "But we'll have plenty of time in the future," she smiled at him seductively. "But I don't go visit Clemens until tomorrow, meaning we have the rest of today and tonight."

Caleb grinned. "True," he mused as he leaned closer to her, wrapping her arms around her neck, looking into her beautiful brown eyes. "We do have tonight," he agreed, smiling at the idea that no one else was around. "And we're alone."

A huge smile spread across Prue's lips. "Yeah, and we're not going to have a lot of alone time together in the near future," she said, leaving the comment hanging, causing Caleb to chuckle. "We're completely alone, and the phone hasn't rung yet, meaning we're actually having good luck today. So how about we take advantage of that and overcompensate and you prove to me just how hot your body is?"

"I like the sound of that," Caleb mused as he pulled Prue towards him, almost laughing when he saw the surprise on her face as she was catapulted into his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, and Caleb's attempts at not laughing immediately failed as he shimmered them off, both of their laughter left echoing as the shimmers disappeared.

Opening Credits.
Theme : In the Shadows, The Rasmus

Starring:

Drew Fuller ... Chris Halliwell
Wes Ramsey ... Wyatt Halliwell
Jennifer Love Hewitt ... Prue Halliwell
Channing Tatum ... Henry "Junior" Matthews
Steven Strait ... Caleb Johnson
Laura Ramsey ... Emily Simms

And
Kate Voegele as Hazel Masters

With :

Eliza Dushku ... Katy Halliwell
Rachel Bilson ... Elizabeth Halliwell
Amber Tamblyn ... Melinda Halliwell
Jessica Origliasso ... Oriana Matthews
Lisa Origliasso ... Callie Matthews

The camera travels along the bridge and then slowly moves along the streets, showing that it is late afternoon, before landing on a nicely decorated restaurant with 'Charmed' written over the door way.

Orbing into the pantry of their mother's restaurant, blue and white orbs filled the small space only to form into Wyatt and Chris who slowly opened the pantry door, their heads peering out through the small gap between the door and wall before the exited. No need for exposure when it was avoidable, they had enough to deal with on a normal day, no need to add any unnecessary chaos to it.

Following his older brother, Chris rolled his eyes as his brother stole a plate of food off the counter before walking out through the kitchen doors and heading into the main part of the restaurant to find Piper Halliwell, the owner and their mother. "You better pray that wasn't anyone's food," Chris hissed as he shook his head at his brother. "Otherwise mom just might kill you," he teased as Wyatt paused to look over his shoulder and glare hatefully at Chris - but it did not scare Chris. Not when he had seen what true hatred in Wyatt's eyes looked like. "Nice knowing you, bro."

Wyatt shook his head, "please, as if mom would kill me out of us," he smirked as he continued walking, stuffing his face with French fries as he walked. "I'm the good looking one," he pointed out after he swallowed, knowing full well his mother could be lurking anywhere, and if she saw him not using his manners, Wyatt shuddered. That was wrath no man deserved; Piper Halliwell could be scary. "So, who is supposed to be here exactly?"

Chris shrugged, "God only knows, Henry Jr is supposed to meet us here when he gets off for lunch, Prue has to finish some thing for work so she wont be joining us," Chris' face scrunched up. "And I couldn't get a hold of Caleb," he mused as the two brother's looked to each other curiously. "Is it just me, or do we barely see the annoying bugger anymore?" Wyatt shrugged and Chris pushed the thought to the side, "anyway, and your other best friend is supposed to walk here with Hazel since she can't remember exactly where the restaurant is." Chris narrowed his eyes at the back of his brother's head, "assuming Emily didn't kill her."

"Don't be overdramatic," Wyatt sighed, but on the inside, he was wondering if the psychic and half-elf had gotten along at all on the walk here. The two were supposed to walk towards each other from their representative apartments and then walk here, giving them at least a thirty-minute walk. Sure, the two didn't hate each other and were trying to be civil, but neither were overly comfortable with each other for different reasons, Wyatt just didn't know Hazel's reasons. He was getting used to her presence though, for some reason Hazel and his brother had become good friends in the short time they had known each other, and with Chris' recent standoffish attitude, that confused Wyatt. "Emily said she would behave as long as Hazel did."

Chuckling at how childish that sounded, Chris nodded, "so basically we definitely missed out on a cat fight?" He asked, laughing when Wyatt groaned at the thought of that, something that had apparently not occurred to the elder brother beforehand. "Awe, it's okay Wy," he soothed as he smiled at his brother, "all we have to do is wait for them to piss each other off again and we can watch the re-enactment."

Wyatt still pouted at the idea of watching a re-enactment; something just told him that it would be the same. "Yeah," he muttered sadly, causing his brother to roll his eyes at him. "It just wont be the same," he stated as his eyes searched the large room for his friend and Hazel, who he didn't really consider a friend yet; more like an acquaintance. "Where are they?"

Chris frowned when he didn't see them, only to sigh when he saw Harold, one of the workers at his mother's restaurant who was currently sweeping up the floor, muttering about how he hated teenagers. "Hey Harry," Chris called out hesitantly, frowning when Harry sent him an annoyed look, before his eyes softened when he saw who it was. "Have you seen-?"

"A fine brunette filly and a pretty little blonde?" Harry guessed, smirking when he saw the astonished looks on the brothers' faces, "hey, I may be getting old, but I can still see." he gestured to the far corner, last I saw them they were over there talking to your mother," he stated, a suspicious grin on his face. "But if you want those fine lasses to have any respect left for you two, I would head over there now if I were you."

The two brothers looked at each other before walking over to the far corner, wondering what the hell Harry had been talking about, only to pause when they heard the sound of laughter coming from the corner, and sure enough, it was coming from Hazel, Emily, and the one and only Piper Halliwell.

That wasn't what stopped the brothers in their strides though, it was the fact that spread out on the table, beside the plate of French fries and onion rings were pictures - of what? They weren't really sure they wanted to know by the laughter erupting from the table. Maybe Harry was right, maybe they needed to intervene, but not until they knew what they were talking about. No need to cause a scene when it wasn't needed, they weren't children anymore.

That was when Hazel's musical laughter erupted from the table. "Chris seriously swallowed a marble?" She questioned, laughter filling her voice as Emily almost choked on the fries she had been eating as she listened to Piper's story. "A marble of all things?" Hazel asked, making sure she had her facts straight, only to fall into a new set of laughter when Piper nodded. "Wow, I'm going to have to tease him about that when he gets here, what did he think it was? A candy?"

Piper laughed as she shook her head at the memories of her son, her Peanut, when he had been a child. "No, he was at least two when it happened so I'm pretty sure he knew what it was," she commented as she shook her head when Emily threw her head back in laughter. "Oh now Emily, you've known the two of those boys long enough to not be surprised by things like this. I mean, look at Wyatt for example, he conjured a dragon out of the television once," Piper shook her head, "my own fault for putting him in front of the electronic babysitter."

Hearing that tidbit of information, Emily arched an eyebrow. "He conjured it from the television?" She questioned, looking at Piper with a frown. She had heard the dragon story many times and teased Wyatt even more, but she had just never been told that it had been out of a television. Seeing Piper nod, she sighed, "Wyatt never told me that," she mused, "I wonder why?"

"Why would he?" Hazel asked as she smiled cheekily at Emily, "I'd be too embarrassed to tell anyone that tidbit," she smirked, her face glowing as she turned to Piper. "So he seriously conjured a dragon?" She questioned, and Piper once again nodded, laughing along with the younger women, "Wow, I would have died of laughter if I had seen it."

Piper nodded at that, it was true that looking back on it, it was hilarious. "It wasn't so funny back then," she stated, her eyes narrowing at the thought of the Cleaners. "The Cleaners tried to erase him," she commented once she saw their confusion. "He wasn't even one at the time," she shook her head. "Chris never caused that much trouble."

"Until the teen years," Emily added a smile on her face as she looked at the pictures on the table, not even noticing how Chris and Wyatt were walking towards the three women, gloomy expressions on their faces as they approached. Emily sighed as she shook her head, "I tell you, there are some times I miss being a teenager," she shook her head, "but thinking back on how bad we were, I'm glad it's over. I'm surprised my mom never kicked me out."

Piper chuckled, "oh if your mother had done that honey you could have went and lived with Paige," she stated, causing Emily to arch her eyebrow. "Hey, I would have let you move in with me, but my boys got into enough trouble with you just being there during the day, I don't want to think how hectic my life would have been if you had been there twenty-four/seven."

"It wouldn't have been that bad," Wyatt stated as he and Chris finally stood at the table, only to frown when the three women sent him and Chris hesitant looks. "She basically lived at the manor anyway," he pointed out. Sighing, he looked at his mother, "what are you doing?" He asked, his voice squeaking, his eyes drifting to Hazel. "Please tell me you didn't tell her about the Peter Pan incidident," much to his dismay though, Hazel only smirked while Emily brust out into laughter. "Mom!"

Hazel smiled up at Wyatt, a cruel smirk working its way onto her delicate face. "It's okay," she said simply. "That wasn't the worst thing I heard or saw," she stated, and that was when the two brothers noticed the baby pictures that littered the table. "Did you know that you two were the cutest babies ever!?"

"Mom!" Chris whined, shaking his head in horror as he sat between his mother and Hazel, while Wyatt predictably sat beside Emily. "Why did you have to break out the baby pictures?" He asked, stories was fine, he could pull Hazel aside after and put a good spin on them after, making him seem innocent. Nevertheless, as the saying went, pictures spoke a thousand words. "Please tell me-"

"Oh yes Peanut," Piper said as she got to her feet, collecting the pictures as she stood. "I went into detail in everything, right down to the love life," she stated, her brown eyes mirthful as her two sons groaned. "Awe Peanut," Piper cooed as she leaned down and kissed Chris' cheek, "it's not the end of the world."

"Wanna bet?"

"Bet what?" Henry Jr asked as he appeared, only to look back and forth between his cousins who were sulking while the girls smirked at them. "Aunt Piper, what did I miss?" He asked as she smirked and walked away. "Guys?"

"Baby pictures," Chris sulked as Henry Jr sat down, only to have to listen to Henry's booming laugh to filter through the restaurant, causing the two Halliwell brother's to glare at their only male cousin. "Henry!"

"What? This is funny!"

Wyatt glared at his cousin, only to frown when he felt eyes glaring at the side of his head, turning, his frown deepened once he saw Hazel starring at him intently, and a smirk on her face. "What?" He asked as he gave her the wounded-puppy look, "Whatever it is, laugh it up. Come on, out with it."

"Okay Matty H.," Hazel said, her face lighting up when she saw that Wyatt was rolling his eyes at her nickname for him, one that he despised already. "What on earth possessed you so you would conjure a dragon?"

That was when the whole table erupted into laughter as Wyatt turned into the colour of a beetroot, while Chris smirked. Who knew that stories and baby pictures was all it would take for Emily and Hazel to be civil with each other?

"I'm just saying that he gives me the heebie-jeebies!" Melinda defended as she leaned against her locker and watched as Katy struggled to get her own locker open. They were currently discussing the new guy in school, and honestly, he was pretty gorgeous and had all the girls in the school throwing themselves at his feet, but it didn't change the fact that Melinda didn't trust him. She hadn't talked to him, but she just didn't trust him because he couldn't be trusted, she knew that. Narrowing her eyes, Melinda looked at Katy, "what about you? Have you noticed anything weird about him?"

"Besides the fact that he's way too gorgeous to actually fall for the Queen Bitch over there?" Katy asked as she glanced behind her and watched as the new guy that Melinda was currently accusing of being evil was being chatted up by Heather Locke, Katy's worst enemy since the first grade. Katy shook her head, "what does he see in that blonde bimbo anyway?"

"Katy!" Melinda scolded as her eyes drifted to Heather and the new guy, Tommy Loveless, and she shook her head. "Can we please get back on topic here? I don't trust him. Why did he move here anyway?" She questioned, causing Katy to shrug, no one really knew why he was here. Nevertheless, that was because no one had cared to ask. "Well don't you find that weird, the fact that no one knows why he's here? Besides, his timing is too suspicious, I mean come on, right when the Source is hell-bent on killing our family for whatever reason?" Her face dropped in disappointment when she saw Katy checking out the guy again. "Katy!"

"If you want to know why he's here, then ask him!" Katy hissed as she struggled with the lock again, "damn it," she cursed when it failed to open. "I swear to God they should give you the same combination every year, I can't remember which one is which so I have to try every combination since like, the seventh grade!" She whined as she turned to her cousin, "Me-" Katy froze when she saw the figure behind her cousin. "Ian Snow."

Melinda narrowed her eyes and looked at her cousin, "what do you mean Ian Snow?" She demanded her blood running cold just at the sound of Ana's ex-boyfriend's name, and hearing some clear his throat behind her, Melinda resisted the urge to groan in annoyance. "Damn it," she mouthed to Katy who was glaring over her shoulder and Melinda turned around and glared at the younger boy standing in front of them with his freakishly straight nose, mousy brown hair and his soft eyes. "Ian," she greeted.

"Hey Mellie," Ian greeted with a smile on his face, seemingly unaware of the glares the two Halliwell women were sending his way. Calling her 'Mellie' though, that was the worst thing he could have done, only her brothers were allowed to call her that. Frowning Ian looked at Katy, the least intimidating one of the two and smiled, "need any help with that?" He asked as he gestured to her locker.

"No," Katy hissed in a cold voice as she glared at the biggest mistake of Ana's life, "I don't need your help, actually no one wants you here so whatever you're shovelling this week how about you shove it up your ass and get the hell out of our faces?"

Ian frowned, he wasn't used to Katy being cold towards him, but he had to admit he liked this side better than the lovey-dovey side. "Aw, that's no fair Katy," he whined, "You know I like it when a girl is feisty!"

Katy curled her right hand in to a fist and went to walk at the younger guy, ignoring how people in the hall had stopped what they were doing and were looking "You want feisty?"

Ian went to open her eyes but never got the chance to respond before Melinda placed two fingers in her mouth and let out an ear-piercing whistle, something she had learned from her mother. Satisfied the whistle had succeeded in stopping the argument, Melinda looked at Ian once more. "Now, is there anything you wanted, or did you just come here to annoy us?" She hissed her cheeks flushed red and boiling with anger. "Because if so, I suggest you leave right now."

Ian frowned for a moment as he studied Melinda's face, looking for any proof that it was an idle threat, but whatever he saw must have been legit because he instantly sighed and shook his head. "That's not why I'm here," he stated causing Melinda and Katy to almost believe him. "I was um, do you-" he sighed. "Have you seen Ana today?" Ian questioned, causing the two girls to narrow their eyes when their cousin's name fell from his mouth so smoothly, something that shouldn't have happened. "I wanted to talk to her, but um, she hasn't answered my phone calls in weeks so, have you seen her?"

Katy resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the boy, was he really that stupid? Of course, Ana wasn't talking to him! They broke up, and sure, some exes go on to become friends after their break up, but not when your ex was a jerk. Not when your ex was Ian Snow. "She wont answer your phone calls because you broke up first of all, and second of all, of course we've seen her. She's our family and one of our best friends, why wouldn't we have seen her?" The half-cupid's eyes narrowed, "the question is why youwant to see her?"

"To apologize."

Melinda let out an unladylike snort and glared at the boy who was frowning at her because of her reaction to his words. "Yeah, you see, somehow I don't think you apologizing is going to do you much good."

Ian looked at her with wide eyes, surprised by the news that she had just shared with him. "What?" He questioned as he looked at Ana's older cousin in surprise. Why wouldn't Ana talk to him, why wouldn't she accept his apology? They had been good together; he just needed to remind Ana of that. "Why not?"

"Because you're a jerk," Katy supplied as her locker door finally swung open, causing the half-cupid to smile in victory as she stuffed her Biology book into her book bag. All eight-hundred and eighty-seven pages of her Biology book. "So I'm not telling you where she is, she's wasted enough time with you."

Melinda nodded, "so if you want to talk to her, fine, but hurt her again, and we'll take out our voodoo doll and make you very sorry you're a man." She sized up his body, "assuming you are, I mean you are a little on the scrawny side." Katy smirked hearing what her cousin was saying, but she didn't stop Melinda. The girl was on a roll! "Haven't you hit puberty yet?"

Katy nodded, only to turn and frown when she saw Ana's ex-boyfriend latch his hand onto Melinda's arm. "Come on Millie," he pleaded, "I just want to talk to her, no funny business, I promise."

"Ian, let go of my arm."

Seeing Melinda was not budging, Ian tightening his grip, ignoring how Katy's glare was increasing in ferocity. "I just want to-"

"If you know what's best for you," a silky voice said lowly in a dangerous voice, "you would let her arm go right now."

Blinking, Katy looked up to see who had stepped in, but felt her eyes almost bulge out of her sockets when she saw that it was the new guy, the one that Melinda hated already. It was Tommy Loveless.

Seeing that the boy wasn't releasing Melinda's arm, Tommy narrowed his eyes and reached forward to roughly grip the boy's arm, only to apply pressure until Ian let go of Melinda's arm. Hearing the hiss of pain, he released the arm and watched as Ian stalked away, muttering curse words under his breath as he walked away, bringing a smirk to Tommy's face.

Seeing his retreating form, Katy couldn't help but throw in one more warning. "Hey Jerk!" She shouted, smirking when Ian paused in his strides. "You better stay the hell away from my family - all of my family ­­- and you know why?" Katy threw her shoulder over Melinda's shoulder and guided her to the exit. "Because I swear on Heaven and Hell if you ever touch, talk, or look at one of them again we will be having another one of these conversations again. The only difference will be that it will be my fist talking to your disgusting face, and that will be a longer conversation!"

With that, Ian continued walking and Melinda and Katy walked through the exit of the school, Katy's face holding a satisfied smirk the entire time, only to have her look at Melinda with a gleam in her eyes. "Don't go there Katy," Melinda warned, reading her cousin's face. "I know what you're going to say, and just because he helped, does not mean I trust him now. We are still finding out who the hell he is and why he's here and we're dragging the twins into this too, not to mention we'll have Beth cover for us - if your sister and my brothers find out, we're dead. This one needs to be done under the radar."

Katy just groaned.

Author's Note : So there we go, that's how I decided to set the story up for the younger children. So, just who is Tommy and is he really the guy everyone should be worried about? Or is he just an innocent bystander that will unfortunately face the Halliwell wrath? And don't worry, the other seven will be in here too, and they will have a part. Stay tuned, many things are coming out in this story. Such as another one of Prue's plans (thank you JoBroHSMfanatic), as well as someone possibly finding out about Chris' memories. And maybe something else will come out. Mwahaha. Please review.