A Family Found

a/N: I have had this idea for a while. Patty gave up Piper as a baby as she was conceived when a powerful Alchemist raped her. She wasn't counting on a couple from Italy adopting her and raising her in Italy. The word for this chapter is Butter. Enjoy! :)

Bold=Italian
Chapter 1

Piper walked into the living room. She had been due to fly out to California to live for a while and her relatives had come from all over Italy to visit her. But her parents wanted a serious chat with her before she left. "Sit down child." Her mother told her. She obeyed. "My daughter we have something important that we need to talk to you about." He father told her.

"What is it father?" She asked her bright brown eyes lighting up.
"When you were a baby we adopted you from San Fransisco your birth mothers name was Patricia Halliwell. We kept your first name Piper for her." Piper was shocked, she had always wondered why her name was American, but had no idea that she was adopted and from the place she was moving to for work.
"Piper, we have the last known address of your birth mother and we felt as though it was time for you to hear the truth and find your family." He told her Piper was pretty upset about this but took the piece of paper with the address on it from his hand.
"Mother, father why are you only telling me this now, three days before I move out of the country?" She looked down at the address and spoke read it out in English. "1329 Prescott Street. It will take forever to find this address." She said quietly to herself. She smiled at her parents. And left the room to find her brother. She wanted to spend some time with him before she left and knew that he would find it hard to leave him. He was just a kid at only eight years old.

In San Fransisco. Phoebe and Prue were sitting in the living room with their grandmother. "Girls you have another sister the last we heard she lived outside of Florence in Italy, not too far from Pompeii." Prue and Phoebe were shocked to hear this but looked their grandmother in the eyes.
"Grams why are we only hearing about this now, why didn't you tell us about this before? Why was she given up in the first place?" Prue asked tears welling up in her eyes.
"Your mother gave her up because she was afraid of what would become of her and your future." This left the sisters more confused than they had been before.
"Why was Mom afraid of that. How could she tell that from a baby?" Phoebe asked over her initial shock.
"You will find out soon enough. One more thing your mother named her Piper." The old women stood up and left the room for the safety of the kitchen.

A week later Piper walked up to the front of the Halliwell manor. It took her few days to gather up the courage to go up to the door and now she was having second thoughts about knocking the door. She closed her eyes and counted to ten in her head. When she was done she lifted her hand and knocked three times on the magnificent stained glass doors. A older women opened the door. "Hello, my name if Piper. My mother gave me up at birth and I am trying to find her. Her name is Patricia Halliwell." She closed her eyes. The older women spoke.
"I think you had better come inside." Piper followed this woman into the house, closing the door behind her.

They went into the living room and Piper sat down waiting on the couch for Penny to make some coffee for them. "Piper I guess this day would have had to come some time. My daughter Patty died fifteen years ago. She was drowned." Penny paused for a second and put a tissue up to her face. It was as though the loss of her daughter still pained her heart.
"You mean to tell my that my birth mother who I never got the chance to know. Died before I got the chance to know her. This is horse shit." She never even knew that Penny never knew Italian, but she swore anyway.
"Prue, Phoebe there is somebody here I want you to meet." Penny yelled up the stairs to her other grandchildren. They came down the stairs and when Piper seen them she automatically seen a resemblance between the three of them. "If I ever had a twin." She said.
"Grams I remember something. A couple sitting in here talking holding a baby and then they left with her. Mom looked sad when they left and had no idea that I saw that." Phoebe looked at her sister.
"That means that she is the middle child and that we need to make her feel welcome." Phoebe said. She walked over to her and looked at her. "Hi I'm Phoebe and I am your little sister. What P name did you get stuck with?" Phoebe asked. Piper looked shocked.

"I never got stuck with any name. My parents kept my name as Piper as a tribute to this family." Phoebe was taken aback when Piper spoke fluent English. She didn't even know if she spoke English. "Are you like bilingual?" She asked. Piper laughed.
"No, I have been learning English as a second language since I was six and I am the only person in the family who can speak it fluently." She responded. Piper could tell that she was going to enjoy the company of these women.

A few years passed and Piper got used to being around her sisters. Her life had been going good for a while then Penny had a heart attack. She was standing in the ER pacing up and down. "Piper will you please sit down. That pacing is getting on my nerves." Piper stopped when Phoebe asked her too. Her phone went off. She answered it. "Who are you. why are you calling me. No I am sitting in the emergency room of a hospital because my grandmother just had a heart attack. I am nearly twenty four years old, why. What happened. I refuse to believe that my parents are dead. Tell my baby brother I love him." She welling up in her eyes. "What do you mean you are sending him here to live with me. There is family in Italy" She sighed, giving up. "What time does his plane land. I guess I will need to pick him up." Piper hung up and picked up her coat from the chair she was sitting on.
"Piper where are you going?" Prue asked.
"Airport." She replied not even turning around to look at her.

She bought a piece of card and a marker pen on the way to the airport. She wrote Di Paolo on it. When she got to the airport she looked on the arrivals board for the first plane coming in from Florence. She walked up to the check-in desk. "Excuse me I am waiting for a flight coming in from florence I am picking up an unaccompanied minor, flying in from there." She said looking at the young man standing in front of her.
"That plane is due to land in five minutes. If you would wait in the arrivals hall and collect him from there." The young man passed her a form and told her to fill it in. Piper filled it in and handed the man her drivers licence and passport. She was numb had been since her phone went in the hospital. She handed the form in and then went to wait in the arrivals lounge. "Flight 230 from Florence now landing." Piper stood up and waited to see an unaccompanied minor.

She seen him before he seen him. "Pablo." She yelled. He looked around and smiled as he seen his sister, for the first time in three years. He ran over to her.
"Piper. I missed you so much. I cannot believe it until and. I want mum and dad." He started crying as he hugged her. She hugged him back and started crying too. She had just found out about her parents dying and while sitting in the hospital. After embracing for about five minutes, Piper stood up. "Pablo, we have to go. I want you to meet my sisters and our grandmother. But we have to go to the hospital to meet them as our grandmother is very sick." Pablo looked at Piper and nodded. They had been talking about her sisters for about three years by email and by letters. And he was looking forward to meeting them.

Back at the hospital Piper came through the doors holding the hand of an eleven year old boy. "Prue, Phoebe." She said looking around the ER. "Where the fuck are you?" She said in English so Pablo couldn't understand her. She spotted them sitting exactly where they had been three hours before, when she got the unexpected phone call. Together the two of them walked over to them. "Guys this is Pablo, my little brother. He is the reason I had to go to the airport. And before you ask he doesn't speak a word of English, so communicating will not be as easy as it has been with me." She told them. The boy let go of his sisters hand and walked over to the woman standing in front of them. "My name is Pablo, and I am pleased to meet you." He said to them. They looked at Piper who laughed a little.
"He said that is name is Pablo and that he is pleased to meet you." A doctor came out and told them that they could see their grandmother now. Pablo latched on to Piper again. He was just a kid and he had just lost his parents and been sent to live in another country to boot. He had been fine with meeting Prue and Phoebe, but from what he had heard he was not so sure about meeting Penny.

"Piper what exactly did you say she was sick with?" He asked looking at the old women lying in the bed.
"Pablo, she had a heart attack. She will pull through, she is a strong woman." The young boy nodded and walked over to the bed.
"Penny. My sister has told me so much about you and your granddaughters. I look forward to getting to know you more." Piper looked at her sisters.
"I think it is safe to say he has been spending time with Auntie Vitalia."

Penny never got over her heart attack, and struggled for six months before falling down the stairs while having another heart attack. She never made it out of the hospital after that. It broke the hearts of the three girls, but little did they know that they had broke a spell that had been cast many years before, when Phoebe had been born. A spell to bind the powers of the Charmed Ones.

Phoebe had decided to go to New York. Piper moved into the manor along with Prue, and Pablo. The scars from losing her Parents then losing her Grandmother in the space of six months had taken its toll on Piper. But the three of them pushed forward with hope that everything would work itself out.

Pablo learned English and pretty soon had been given the all clear to start school in America, and was doing very well.

Again things had settled down in the Halliwell manor.

a/n: Hope you liked it. I have been sitting on this idea for ever and I have only decided to put it in black and white now. I know its not very long, but I promise I will try to make the next chapter longer. TTFN Ta Ta For Now.