Author's Note: My first attempt at a Charmed fic so be nice. Just an idea I had to write about Piper's children when she dies in the changed future. It is set a year after Chris returns from the future when he 'dies'. Piper has Wyatt (25), Chris (23) and Melinda (21). Leo stayed an elder and Phoebe and Paige (with their new families with Coop and Henry) have moved out and continued their lives separately. The 'Charmed Ones' do not exist as the three sisters have started new lives. They still have their powers and they still battle demons but the power of three is gone.

Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or any of its characters.

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Chapter 1 - The End Before a New Beautiful Beginning.

Melinda Prudence Halliwell could feel her heart breaking. It was more literal than most people thought, she could feel a sharp ache in her chest and she wanted more than anything for it to stop. Her deep brown eyes welled up in tears and her mind began to spin.

"Mel, wait!" Ben Clarke jumped off the dorm bed, half naked, and ran to his girlfriend. "Mel, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen."

Melinda looked from Ben, to the female stranger sitting on her bed. She just shook her head. She wanted to slap him, or kick him, or telekinetically slam him against the wall. But she didn't want to touch him, rather, she didn't want to be anywhere near him.

She gave him a long look, grabbed her bag and jacket, and left. She would have given anything to borrow Chris' or Wyatt's power at that moment. She needed desperately to get away, and orbing would have done that for her in a second.

In her car, Melinda sped to her childhood home. Tears rushed down her face, leaving her usually smooth skin blotchy. She didn't know why she was returning to the manor, she just needed to get away. She needed to go back to the place that had always been a source of happiness for her.

Stopping her car in front of the huge pink Victorian manor, Melinda got out of her car and headed inside. Just outside the door, Mel could hear bumps and glass shattering. And then a groan of pain.

"Mom!" She heard Chris' voice shriek as she fumbled for her key. Mel silently cursed herself as her fingers shook with fear and dropped the key. But instead of bending over and picking it up, Mel held her open palm up to the door and pushed telekinetically, breaking the lock and swinging the door open.

The scene that lay before her turned her insides into ice. Her mother lay on the floor of the wide corridor in a pool of blood. She was still conscious, but only just. Chris stood in front of her, fending off at least half a dozen demons.

"Mel!" Chris turned, his hazel eyes wide with surprise. That split second of distraction left him open for attack, and a demon took advantage of that. An energy ball hurled towards him and knocked him back against the wall below the staircase railing.

Rushing in, Melinda dropped her handbag and skidded to a stop in front of her mother. A fireball flew towards her and she held up a hand automatically, telekinetically pushing it back to the demon who had sent it to her. The demon cried out in pain and burst into flames, vanquished immediately.

"Chris!" Melinda called out, flicking her wrists and sending a blast of explosive energy towards the demon in front of her. He exploded in a shower of black particles. Chris stood up, groaning, and joined Melinda. "Where's Wyatt?!" She cried out, throwing a demon into the solarium with a wave of her arm.

"Wyatt!" Chris called out, holding up his hand and returning an energy ball back to its sender, vanquishing him in the process.

"Chris, stop, I can handle this." Melinda shouted out as she faced the last three demons. "Just go get Wyatt!"

"No, I'm not leaving you!" Chris cried out, sending a demon through the stained glass windows of the solarium. A soft groan of pain sounded behind them and the two witches spun around to see their mother begin to sweat.

"Wyatt!" Melinda called out. With her back turned, the demon's had an open shot. An energy ball hurled at her, hitting her in the shoulder and she fell back onto the floor like a crumpled lily.

"Mel!" Chris called out. He continued fending off the demons as a tall broad man with short blonde hair orbed into the room. Even before the blue and white orbs dissipated, Wyatt began working. He sent out a telekinetic blast, vanquishing the rest of the demons in one motion.

As Chris ran to Mel, who was still conscious, Wyatt kneeled next to his mother and held his hands over her heart. Scratches marred her cheekbones, and wounds bled from her chest and shoulders, staining her clothes and trickling onto the wooden floorboards.

"Heal her!" Melinda cried out hysterically as she sat on her mother's other side. "Why aren't you healing her?!"

"I can't!" Wyatt said, desperately trying again. "It's not working."

"Wyatt, heal her! Heal her now!" Melinda repeated over and over.

"Mel, stop." Chris, who was crying too, kneeled next to his youngest sister and tried to calm her.

"Dad!" Melinda stood up, her brown eyes looking to the heavens. "Dad, come back!" Of course he wasn't going to. He hadn't been with the family for a long time, he had been up in the heavens helping the greater good but ignoring his family.

"Mel, stop." Chris helped her onto the day seat behind them.

But she wrestled from his grip. "Why can't you heal her?!" She screamed at Wyatt, tears pouring down her face. "Wyatt, heal her!"

"Mel, I can't." Wyatt stepped over to her, his own blue eyes tearing up. He lowered his hands to her shoulders and stared into her eyes. "Mel, I'm so sorry."

"No! NO!" She slapped his arms away. Melinda fell to her knees, grabbing her mother's shoulders and shook her, trying to wake her. "Mom, please! Please, come back. Please." Melinda dissolved into tears and sobs, cradling her mother in her arms. Sorrow, grief and pain wracked her heart and her mind. Her chest tightened and her muscles ached as she rocked back and forth, unable to cease the sobbing.