Wyatt Halliwell could have laughed at the sight that greeted him as he exited the plane. Waving a big sign with his name on it stood his younger sister Alyssa, who he was pretty sure was not allowed to be there. Once she spotted him she started bouncing up and down, eager for him to get to her. Wyatt readjusted his messenger back and went to hug his sister.
Alyssa Halliwell was overjoyed at seeing her brother again after having him away for a whole year at college. Of course her mother wouldn't be happy that she'd orbed to the airport to see him but that news was for later. Wyatt hugged her so hard he lifted her off the ground. After placing her back on her feet both moved to get a better look at each other. Wyatt looked the same as he always had, full of laughter and many good dtories Alyssa guessed.
Wyatt couldn't believe how much his sister had grown in such a short amount of time. Alyssa's looks followed the more traditional Halliwell line. She had her mother's and Aunt Phoebe's dark hair and eyes. Add to that her mother's smile and Leo's cool headedness and it was puzzle that she still remained without a boyfriend. Alyssa was dressed classier than her older brother. She wore her favorite red angel sleeved shirt, a jean skirt inherited from her aunt Paige black tights and clogs. She kept her waist length hair out of her eyes with pale blue clips. "I bet momma doesn't know you're here does she?" Wyatt asked his mischievous younger sister.
"Are you saying you don't want me here?" Alyssa teased. Wyatt just laughed and shook his head. "Lyss you are going to be in such trouble when we get home," he told her moving to gather the rest of his bags. Alyssa grinned triumphantly at him as she helped with luggage. "Actually momma's gonna be at the club all day, dearest brother and therefore I needn't worry about getting caught," she said with smug superiority. Wyatt just laughed as he led the way to the car. Along the way Alyssa chatted about everyone in the manor.
Wyatt smiled as the manor came into view. He didn't have to look over at his sister to know that she was beaming brighter than he was. Though he really liked living away from home for college there was nothing like that feeling of coming back. After all, the manor had housed their family for generations and everyone knew that no Halliwell could stay away from the manor for long. Besides, what would Christmas be without your family?
Wyatt could make out his Aunt Phoebe's car along with his Aunt Paige's and his father's. Alyssa hit his shoulder. "Who owns the bike?" she asked pointing to the brand new motorcycle standing on their sidewalk. "Far as I know, no one in our family has a motorcycle," Wyatt answered parking the car. "But I'm sure that we'll find out when we get inside." Alyssa laughed and jumped out of the car. "I bet it's Chris's," she giggled grabbing some of his bags out of the trunk, "I mean it is his 18th Christmas." The tradition in their family was when you turned 18 that Christmas you got some sort of gift to last you out in college. Wyatt's was the cherry red mustang convertible that was at the moment packed with his stuff. "I don't know," he answered his sister, "Do you really think that Momma would spend that kind of money? Or let dad do it?" Alyssa smiled slyly at her older brother. "She bought you this car didn't she? Some thing tells me that Daddy found a way to get it by her."
Just as they were about to head into the manor, their aunt Paige came down the walk. "Well hey there stranger," she said to Wyatt. Wyatt grinned. "Aunt Paige I love you to death but would you please decide on a hair color?" he teased after hugging her. Paige gave her nephew a light smack. "Wait till I tell your mother what you've been up too," she smiled "Tormenting your own aunt." Wyatt gave her his most winning smile as Paige turned to her wayward niece. "You, little lady, are in a lot of trouble," she informed her. "Your father is inside fuming over your disappearance and your mom has already been informed so she's not too happy either." Paige gave Wyatt one last kiss on the cheek before heading to her car. Alyssa gave her a hurt glare. "Not cool," she yelled at her aunt. Wyatt ruffled her hair before running inside.
They were still bantering when they got inside until Wyatt held up a hand. "What's wrong?" questioned Alyssa. "Do you hear that?" Wyatt asked his sister, giving her a weird look. Alyssa shook her head. "There's no noise," he told her. Alyssa frowned. With five teenagers still living at home not to mention all the adults no noise in the manor usually meant trouble. The siblings dropped their bags and carefully moved towards the kitchen. "Dad?" Wyatt called "Uncle Cole? Aunt Phoebe?" Both calmed down as they heard their father call out to them. "Hey guys I'm here in the kitchen."
Wyatt was the first on the scene. He hadn't seen his family in over a year and he missed all of them like crazy. Leo turned around and laughed as his eldest son crashed through the doorway. He caught Wyatt up in a bear hug and held him tightly before pushing him to arm's length so he could see what a year in college and New York had done to him.
Wyatt got most of his looks from his father. He had Leo's blonde hair and bright, laughing blue eyes. He had grown slightly taller putting him at 6' 5". He was dressed in casual jeans and a light blue worn shirt. As always he wore the leather jacket given to him by Chris two years ago. Other than maybe the loss of his tan, Leo couldn't detect much change. He hugged him again. "God Wyatt, I've missed you," Leo whispered. "Me too, dad, me too," answered his son on the verge of tears. Leo released his son again to look into his eyes. "So how was college?" he asked. Wyatt smiled. "It was great dad. It was really great. I've got a whole load of stories, for everyone." Leo nodded. "Great we can all catch up at dinner. I bet you're really tired, so why don't you go upstairs. Do you need any help getting your stuff up there?"
Wyatt shook his head. His father hadn't changed a bit. Still way to eager to help anyone and everyone, but then that was what made Leo so great. Lifting his bags he was about to head up the stairs when they both heard foot steps. Leo's face hardened. "Alyssa," he called in a warning tone "Get your self down here young lady." Alyssa orbed in bright and smiling. "Hey daddy," she said. Leo crossed his arms and stared at his only daughter. "Don't 'daddy' me young lady. You are in serious trouble." Alyssa pushed her hair back in an unconscious imitation of her mother. "Aw come on, dad, would you really want Wyatt to have gotten off the plane with no one there to greet him?" she asked. "Doesn't work, Alyssa, you know that your mother and I were planning to head up there in time to see him," Leo told her. Alyssa hung her head knowing she was in for a big lecture.
Wyatt decided to leave his father and sister talking while he searched for his aunts and uncle. He climbed the stairs to the second story and was about to throw his things inside his room when a squeal from behind him brought him back to reality. He turned to see his aunt Phoebe coming towards him with arms out stretched. "Oh hey honey," she said wrapping her arms around him. Wyatt bent down to hug her back. "Aunt Phoebe you look wonderful," he told her. "Oh so do you sweetie," she told him "Have you seen your father yet? He was looking forward to seeing you again. Oh Piper and Paige can't wait either, but uh Piper had to go to the club to set up some stuff so you should probably orb over there and ease her worries. She thought that your plane might've crashed, you know how she is. Did you see Paige? She was planning to head off to the club to help your mom and brother. Did you catch her on the way out? Oh your cousins are so excited about hearing what New York was like. You have to come talk to them…" Phoebe continued to ramble as she tried to lead her nephew down the hallway when a figure blocked their way.
"Phoebe, I think you might be scaring poor Wyatt," Cole Turner told his wife. Wyatt chuckled and hugged his uncle. "Hey Uncle Cole how are you?" he asked. "Much better than you seem to be," Cole commented. Phoebe looked sheepishly at her nephew. "Sorry about that. It's just to have you home," she told him going to stand by Cole. Wyatt smiled at the soft look his uncle gave her as he slipped an arm around her waist. Every time he saw them like this he knew that he and his siblings had done the right thing to bring Cole back from the dead and strip him of evil. When Cole and Phoebe were together Wyatt couldn't imagine a happier couple…except his parents of course.