It All Started With Chapter 1: A Bad Day, a charmed fanfic

It All Started With…

Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed *sighs* I do however own a Letterman Jacket (FINALLY!) woohooooo

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Chapter 1 – A Bad Day

Piper Halliwell was brushing the shards of glass from the vase. Today was not a good day. She was in the middle of doing the laundry when she had heard a loud sound that sounded like glass smashing. It didn't take a genius to figure out what had happened without having to visit the scene of this devious mischief. She had sighed in frustration. Little did she know it was gonna get worse. Much worse.

"WYATT MATTHEW HALLIWELL!" She had shouted with her hands placed firmly on her hips, giving baby Wyatt a stern look, "What has gotten into you? That's the fourth vase you've broke this week. I am NOT buying another one!"

And here she was, sweeping up the remains of Wyatt's mischief, when all of a sudden…

"Arghh…PIPER!"

Leo Wyatt was in the nursery playing with his two sons, Chris and Wyatt. His wife was downstairs sweeping up the broken glass from the vase and chucking the partially wilted flowers in the bin. Had Wyatt not ripped the petals off, Piper would've kept them, but unfortunately that wasn't the case. Nobody knew what was wrong with Wyatt. He had been acting all sulky for the past few days.

Chris was playing with a toy piano, whilst Wyatt had a few action figures and teddies.

It was unexpected when Wyatt grabbed a miniature purple teddy in the shape of a friendly dinosaur. He started to rip the dinosaur's head off, whilst his father tried to stop him. Leo was too occupied with Wyatt, that he didn't notice Chris.

There was an emerald coloured marble beside the toy piano. Curiously, baby Chris picked it up and stared at it with wonder. It was so smooth and shiny. He had never seen a shade so beautiful than this green. They matched his twinkling eyes. Unaware of the trouble it would cause, he popped the marble into his mouth and tried to swallow.

Wyatt was screaming and hitting Leo, when suddenly something made him stop and stare at Chris with worry. Soon enough, Leo became aware of the quiet choking sound that seemed to be getting louder and louder. He rushed towards his youngest son and patted his back very gently. He wondered what Chris had swallowed. It couldn't have been bigger than a marble? If he were still a whitelighter and not human, then he would've been able to stop the drama from happening. Feeling helpless, he did the only thing that he could think of.

"Arghh…PIPER!"

Paige wasn't answering their calls and Phoebe was nowhere to be seen. Piper had no idea what to do. She felt useless, but she knew Leo felt worse, not being able to help his son. She knew he missed being a whitelighter. He hated being so useless. Piper patted Chris's back very gently a few times. Chris was still choking. Piper patted his back a little harder. Then once more slightly harder than the last. She patted once more a bit harder than she intended too. It was too late. Chris had swallowed the object whole and it was now lying in his stomach. He started to cry and the sound was deafening. Piper was about to pick him up to soothe him when somebody interrupted her.

"Oh my god! What the hell is wrong with you people?"

Piper and Leo turned around to face the horrified and shocked face of their neighbour, Betsy Brown. Her short blonde hair was clipped to the side, and her long black eyelashes framed her wide eyes. Her slim figure was supported by the door. She held one white candle in each hand, but she dropped them from her shaky hands.

"I was just going to return the candles you gave me, when I run into a cruel scene like this. I always wondered what went on in this house. All the loud crashes and broken furniture and the screams. I just thought you threw a bunch of wild parties, but I never expected…child abuse…and he's only a baby for god's sake!"

Everyone was silent now, Chris had stopped crying and was just sniffing and leaning against his mother's arm watching the blonde women. Piper was about to say something when Betsy ran out the door and out the house.

"Should we worry?" asked Piper?

"We did nothing wrong." Leo replied.

Nothing more was said of this event. Piper picked up Chris and rocked him before he fell fast asleep.

Betsy Brown was on her way to the Halliwell Manor to drop off the candles that Piper had lent her. She didn't really know Piper very well, but they occasionally talked and passed 'hellos' across the street. Betsy reached the front door. To her surprise, the front door was open just a tiny bit. She knocked on the door anyway. Nobody answered. She knocked again. Still, there was no answer. She cracked open the door a bit more and saw broken glass on the floor. Betsy sensed something was wrong and decided to investigate.

"Hello?" She called out, walking through all the rooms on the bottom floor. She made her way upstairs. She could hear a muffled sound coming from the far bedrooms.

"Hello?" She called again, slowly walking through the corridor.

She reached the room and opened the door. What she saw was so horrifying and cruel. Piper hit her youngest son, Chris, on the back. He started to cry and his face had gone slightly flushed. Betsy was so shocked. She never expected Piper, the friendliest sister of the three, to be a child abuser.

"Oh my god! What the hell is wrong with you people?"

Piper and her husband, Leo, turned around to face Betsy. Her hands were sweating and shaking and at that moment in time she felt very scared. She felt this couple were just about capable of anything now, including getting rid of 'witnesses'. Betsy dropped the candles from he shaky hands.

She decided to speak up and get this off her chest, if not for her, then those poor innocent children.

Everyone was silent now, the baby had stopped crying and was just sniffing and leaning against his mother's arm, though Betsy wondered why. Before they could say anymore, she ran out the door and out the house. She rushed to the comfort of her own house and grabbed the telephone. She dialled Social Services as fast as she could and waited anxiously for someone to pick up.

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