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Christmas Magic

The Halliwells were settled down for a lovely Christmas with their family, planning for this night to be perfect. But, since when does anything go perfectly for the family?

It was Christmas Eve. The whole city of San Francisco was already dark, the windows in the houses brightly lit as families got together to celebrate one of the most special times in the year. The Halliwell Manor was no exception. The entire family had gathered to enjoy themselves on that special day. They always held the celebrations there, as it was the only home big enough to accommodate everyone involved.

That evening, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige were all in the kitchen. Piper was cooking up a holiday banquet and was forcing her sisters to help. The three women were with child, all in varying stages of pregnancy. Phoebe, for instance, was barely showing. Piper was due first, but Paige was undoubtedly the biggest, which was probably due to her carrying twins instead of just one baby.

"Piper, I think the pie is almost done," Phoebe said as she leaned over and peered into the oven to see the crust turning golden brown. "We should take it out soon."

"Ok, Phoebe, you do that," Piper said as she continued basting the turkey. It was almost dinnertime, and the kitchen was a mess as they hurried to finish everything. "Paige? How is the sauce coming along?"

Paige looked into the pot she was stirring. "It's thickening, so it will be fine."

Piper nodded. It was all going according to plan.

All three women looked up as Henry stepped into the kitchen. "Hello, honey," Paige said to him as she leaned forward to peck his lips with her own. They'd been married for a while now, but it was still so wonderful to see each other again after even the slightest absence.

Henry smiled. "Just thought I'd let Piper know that the lights are all hung up outside, and the house looks great." Piper had gotten the three men out of the house and out of the women's way by forcing them to finish the outdoors decoration of the Manor. They had been unable to do it earlier since Leo had been busy directing Magic School, and Piper was too pregnant to climb up on ladders. Now, however, it seemed that everything was working out nicely.

"Good," Piper said. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes." She ushered Henry out, who fled with an amused expression. Then, the oldest sister led the younger women into the dining room, where they began to set the steaming plates of food on the table. As soon as they'd left, two pairs of bright eyes peeked in through the doorway.

"The coast is clear!" a whisper said, and two young boys stepped into the room. The older one was blond and couldn't be more than five years old. The younger had messy brown hair that hung down and obscured the sight of his green eyes. He looked about three, and was sucking his thumb as he walked inside the room.

"Chris, you keep a lookout for Mommy, ok?" the blond instructed the little boy.

Chris nodded, "Yeth, Wyatth," his thumb never leaving his mouth, and stood at the door. He peeked into the kitchen. The Halliwell sisters were busy yet again and looked like they wouldn't be coming out for a while.

Wyatt grinned at his little brother and quickly grabbed two spoons. He dipped them into one of the freshly baked pies that were lying ready to be eaten, disturbing the crust and making two rather obvious large holes. "It's done. Come on!"

Chris giggled as he followed his brother into the living room, where the Christmas tree was standing. The two boys crawled into the space under the tree, and Wyatt handed the younger boy one of the spoons. The two savored the sweet taste of dessert and victory. For some reason, pie tasted even better when it was eaten before dinner, and if they hadn't been caught, it was even better. As soon as they were finished licking the spoons clean, they sat there for a moment. Chris was looking at all the presents that were hiding them from view. "I want my prethenth," he pouted, a slight lisp in his words. He still had trouble pronouncing the 's' correctly, as well as the 'r'. They were hard letters! "I don't wanna wait fow tomowow!"

Wyatt patted his brother on the head understandingly. He knew what it felt like to have to wait. He had never figured out why one had to wait until Christmas Day to receive the gifts when they were lying under the tree already. "We'll get them soon," he consoled the younger. "I just wanna see if I got the rocket I wanted," he sighed. Wyatt picked up a present and shook it slightly. He couldn't read many of the letters on the tag, but there was a W, so it had to be his, right?

The sound didn't tell him much, and Wyatt set it back down. He was then struck with a brilliant idea. "Hey, Chris, what if we open one present now, each? Mom won't notice, there are tons of other presents down here!"

Chris's innocent green eyes widened. "Mommy will be mad," he said tremulously. He didn't like it when Mommy got mad, because then she also got very scary.

"No she won't. She won't even notice!" Wyatt grinned. "Come on! One each!"

Chris hesitated before nodding. The boys hunted through the presents to find one that was meant for them. Chris pretended to read through the tags and discard them. He knew that his name started with a curvy thing, but not much else. As he reached for a present that was lying just a tiny bit away from under the tree, he suddenly saw a pair of boots taking form a few inches from his face. Looking up, the little boy noticed that it wasn't a man standing there, but a demon. He was just drawing in air to scream when a hand covered his mouth. Wyatt had noticed the demon too, but he knew that since they were hidden under the tree, the demon probably wouldn't see them.

The little intake of breath Chris had made right before Wyatt stopped him, however, was enough to blow their cover. The demon leaned down and looked at the two frightened boys, an ugly leer on his face. "Well well, what do we have here?" he asked.

Wyatt instantly activated his shield. The two boys were covered in a blue magic aura, and the demon became furious. He launched an energy ball their way. The two boys cringed, but it was harmlessly absorbed by the shield. The Christmas tree wasn't completely covered by the magic, though, and some of the branches weren't as lucky. They caught on fire from the blast. The demon began to shoot at the boys even more, and then, the kids realized they had no other choice.

"Mommy!" they screamed in unison, knowing that the demon wouldn't go away.

Phoebe was the first to appear on the scene. She ran in and noticed the demon. The demon noticed her too. He launched an energy ball right at her, and Phoebe leapt into the air to avoid it. She usually would have sent the attack back at him, but her nephews were right behind the creature and she didn't want to harm them.

Piper then rushed in and saw the demon standing there. As soon as she came into sight, the demon retreated and began to shimmer away. "Oh, no you don't!" Piper screamed and raised her hands. The demon exploded in the fury of the hormonal pregnant witch, and promptly disappeared.

Paige was the last to make it into the scene. She was moving a lot more slowly now that she was pregnant, and preferred not to orb as nobody had any idea how her babies would react to that particular form of magic. "Is everything ok?" she asked.

Phoebe was kneeling next to the tree, looking under it. Two scared faces looked up at her. "It's ok. The demon's vanquished. You can come out now."

The shield slowly disappeared, and both Wyatt and Chris crawled out from their spot under the tree. The two boys then stood in the middle of the living room, which looked rather different than the way it had earlier. Some of the presents had been smashed, and the tree was on fire. Both boys found their eyes filling up with tears as they witnessed their Christmas crashing down around them.

Piper raised her hands and froze the tree, preventing it from burning any more. Paige orbed some a bucket of water into her hands and promptly doused the flames. However, the damage was done. The tree had burned slightly, many of the ornaments had broken, the presents were smashed, and it was a miracle that the wires on the lights hadn't combusted.

"Chwithmath is wuined!" Chris exclaimed in a torn voice, burying his face into his hands in despair as he sobbed. Wyatt followed suit.

Piper waddled closer to her children and shook her head while she placed her hands on their shoulders. "No, boys. Christmas is never ruined. Our living room might be a mess, but Christmas is still Christmas as long as we're all together and healthy." With some effort, she sat down on the singed couch. "Listen to me carefully. Christmas isn't about the presents or the pretty tree." Both the boys looked stunned at this revelation. "It's a time of family and being with each other, and loving each other. That's what makes it special. Do you understand?"

Wyatt and Chris nodded, the latter with his thumb in his mouth as he sucked it thoughtfully. Their faces were still damp with tears. "I guess," Wyatt said seriously. He was still very disappointed about the presents though. "Thank you, Mommy." He hugged Piper fiercely. Chris imitated him.

Paige and Phoebe smiled as they saw the family hugging in front of them. They couldn't wait to have their own children so they could experience what Piper was feeling in this very moment. Paige and Phoebe then looked at each other. Their children hadn't had the chance to celebrate Christmas yet, but it seemed fair to give Piper's what they wanted their own to have.

Paige smiled, and Phoebe nodded. The middle sister opened her mouth, and Piper, almost as if she sensed what was going on behind her, turned around. Phoebe adopted a guilty expression and shut her mouth instantly.

Piper, however, instead of looking frustrated just smiled at her. "Go ahead," she said. "They owe us anyway."

Phoebe grinned and began to chant the spell she'd formulated in her mind.

"We call upon the power of light
On this special holiday night
In this time of Christmas soul
To once more make this home whole."

Bright lights swirled around the living room for a few seconds, blinding all the occupants in the room. They shut their eyes against the light, and when they opened them again, they saw that everything had been restored. Also, a few extra presents were under the tree, all of them from ELDERS. The sisters smiled as both Wyatt and Chris jumped up and down with glee.

At that moment, three men walked into the room. Leo instantly noticed something going on, and he turned inquiring eyes to Piper. She shook her head, she'd tell him later. Instead, he asked about something equally as important. "Is it dinner yet? We're starving!"

"Yes! Everyone into the dining room! Let's eat!"

The adults began moving into the next room. Henry grabbed little Chris and swung him onto his shoulders while Wyatt hung onto his arm. Uncle Henry sometimes doubled as a tree for the two boys.

The entire family was merry as they sat down to dinner. All of the adults pretended not to notice the holes in the pies, and the two young children giggled. Everyone ate as much as they could, and then some more. Later on in the evening, three couples sat with their arms around each other near the tree while Chris and Wyatt whispered secrets to each other under the tree. The two boys had been allowed to open two presents, and they were now playing with their new toys. It was such a happy time, and not even the demon attack had ruined the mood. Everyone was happy. The Christmas spirit was bright in the home, and it was bright and joyous and beautiful.

(A/N) Merry Christmas, everybody! This goes out as an early Christmas present to all Charmed fans, and especially those who have enjoyed my stories in the past. As you could tell by the summary of this story, these are just going to be little oneshots revolving around the Charmed boys: Wyatt and Chris. There will be some Melinda, and maybe some other characters will pop by, but it will be mostly Wyatt and Chris.

Merry Christmas, all you Charmed fans! Enjoy the holidays, have fun with family and friends, and never forget about holiday magic!