Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, though, I really do wish I did. I do, however, own Alaina.

Chapter 1

"Alaina!" an annoyed voice called, banging on the witch-whitelighters door. "Would you get up already!"

She groaned and rolled over. All she saw was silky brown curls going every which way and covering her entire face. "Go away! There's no school today!"

"Well, thank God for that," the annoyed voice who she recognized as her 'brother' Chris retorted sarcasticly, " 'Cause it's eleven o'clock."

Alaina blinked her eyes open. She sat upright too abruptly and fell back down when the blood rushed to her head. She looked around her room, amazed that she hadn't been awaken by the blazing sun beaming through her window. Wow, eleven? She stretched and threw on a pair of sweats and her low-cut tank top.

"Someone had a bad date with his girlfriend," Alaina teased, walking out of her room.

Chris' emerald green eyes glared wickedly and at the moment Alaina thought he looked more like a demon than a witch-whitelighter. Then he stormed off towards his room slamming the door angrily.

"Chris," she called, immediately regretting what she'd said. Maybe his date had gone wrong.... Knowing he would want to be alone, she headed down to the manor's massive kitchen. There she found Wyatt ransacking the fridge. When he heard her enter, he grinned up at her innocently. His ice blue eyes seemed to expand as he faked innocence.

She rolled her eyes. "Do you know what's up with Chris?" Whatever food the seventeen year old was sneaking was less important than Chris.

He shook his head; his blond curls bouncing in the process. "Oh." A lightbulb seemed to turn on in his head. "Unless you mean why he's been a total asswhole all morning. I'm starting to wish I'd been lazy like you and woken up when the days half over."

Ignoring his jab, she said,"Yeah, that. What happened with Sara?"

"Do you really have to ask?" Wyatt rolled his eyes, giving her one of his "Are you kidding me?" looks. "She broke up with him after he said something stupid. I think, I wasn't really paying attention."

"Wow, aren't you a supportive brother! He seemed really hurt."

"I used to care. But I know they'll be together in a day or two so there's no sense in flipping out."

"I guess," was all she said before turning out of the had a point - Doesn't he always? - but she still felt sympathy for Chris. Sara was the first person he'd really liked since they'd vanquished Bianca. He had dated Biance from twelve to fourteen, and even thought they were young, Alaina knew it was love. Bianca was evil though, and even though she tried to supress it, she was what she was. For the greater good, a force like her had to be vanquished. Espicially since she was beginning to become more evil as time passed. A year had passed since then. And for the past four months, Chris had had an on-and-off relationship with Sara. To Alaina, she thought Chris had fallen harder for Sara than Bianca plus Sara was way nicer.

She raised her arm to knock on Chris' door but decided not to. She wondered if he'd rather talk to his little sister, Melinda or to Wyatt, his actual siblings. Although she'd lived with the Halliwell's since she was two, and all of Chris' and Melinda's life, she still wasn't related to them. Her mother had been killed by a demon when she was one. Leo, Wyatt and Chris' father, had been close with her father - a fellow whitelighter - and had helped out after her death. When her father had been dying from a darklighter's arrow, his wish had been that Leo and his wife, Piper would raise her. They were such nice people and happily agreed. But even now, fifteen years later, Alaina still felt that they sometimes didn't think of her as real family.

She knew she was being loved her as family and she loved them. Leaving the depressed boy alone, she went to the living room. There she saw Wyatt sitting down, eatting a piece of apple pie Piper had made the night before. Hoping he wouldn't hear her, she whispered, "Pie," the slice telekeneticly-orbed into her hand. She smiled triumphantly.

"Hey!" Wyatt complained as she walked over with the half-eaten slice. "You little witch!"

"Thank you," she , she sat the piece of pie down on the table when she saw Wyatt lurching towards her. In an instant, he had his arms locked around her waist and was tickling her sides. He spun her around and around, still tickling.

"How dare you steal my pie!"He tried his best to sound mad, but he couldn't stifle his laughs.

That put Alaina in a hysteria of giggles. Inbetween them, she managed,"Put...me... down...now...Wyatt...Matthew... Halliwell! And...stop... tickling me."

He obeyed."Too bad you didn't ask me to stop spinning you!"He laughed.

Although a part of her wanted Wyatt to keep holding onto her, she knew it was stupid, he thought of her as a sister...nothing else. "Stop!"

"Fine," he grumbled, smiling. Then their heads snapped towards the pie. From all the spinning, they were both half way across the room. "How about this: no magic allowed, whoever gets it first. Ready... set.."

Alaina didn't wait for him to say 'go.' But when she got to the table, twinkling white and blue lights took the place of the turned around, scowling at Wyatt. "You said no magic!"

"That was before you took off early." The puppy dog look that Wyatt wore so well appeared on his beautifully featured face. She sauntered over in model-style, grabbing the plate, and performing a spin. Wyatt was lucky that her eyes were closed when she did the spin and she missed his awed gaze.

"You know," she said thoughtfully."This pie wasn't a leftover."

Wyatt raised a blond eyebrow questionably.

She chuckled at his expression. "No, it's Melinda's. I bet Piper already told her that it was here."

Wyatt looked astonished. "Why didn't you tell me it was hers!?"

"Why? Scared of your little sister?"

He smirked."Not her. What she causes."

Alaina nodded. she knew what he meant. Melinda loved getting her way and if something didn't turn out the way she wanted it to, the thirteen year old just pulled the 'daddy's little girl' act. Leo may be a strong whtielighter but he wasn't strong to Melinda's pleading. Melinda had spent the night at her friend's house but she'd be home soon. If she found out it was them who messed with her pie, Leo would give them Hell when he got home."What time did Piper leave to pick her up?"

"About twenty minutes ago. Why?"

She motioned with her finger for him to follow."If we put this here," she set the pie down on Chris' place at the dining room table,"and take these," she walked into the kitchen and grabbed the keys to the Toyota Wyatt and herself shared,"we could be out of here and at the movies before they get back -"

"Leaving Chris with all the blame," Wyatt said, finishing her sentence."I like it! but whatever happened to 'being supportive?' "

"Like you said before," she beamed, "they'll be back together soon. Besides maybe his punishment will get his mind off of it." From past experiences, they both knew that it could be anything from washing the dishes without the dishwasher to cleaning the entire attic. They'd probably feel bad later.

"Let's go then!" he cheered, snatching the keys from her. No way would he let her drive.

A/N Sorry if this sucked. It will get better. my computer is all messed up and it won't let me fix a word without screwing up everything so sorry for typing mistakes! Please tell me what you think!!Sorry Its so short! R&R