A/N : Hi guys. This is a new story about the Charmed ones, except they're not so charmed, but there is still magic. Please read and review. My beta reader is SapphireRose21 she did a great job. Hope you enjoy. Remember, this is just the first part.

Chapter One „Not so charming – Part I"

Piper Halliwell was making dinner as her husband Leo Wyatt was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a beer. You could see the sunset out the window that was next to him, as the last sun rays of the day poured out onto the April 26, 2016 newspaper that was sitting in front of him. He seemed to be of no notice of how nervous his wife looked as she put some spices into the pot that was in front of her before tasting what she was making.

Piper was perceptive enough to tell that something was on her husband's mind which was what had her nervous. What gave him away was the wrinkle in his forehead, and the blank expression on his face. This wasn't normal for him, to be sitting at the table reading a newspaper, while drinking a beer. If anything he'd share his concern with her. Normally, he'd be trying to help her prepare the meal, or helping to set the table.

Finally, Piper stopped, and turned around to fully watch Leo. He was now staring intently at the newspaper that had just been folded in front of him, even though she could tell he wasn't reading it. Knowing she had to say something, sometime, she opened her mouth.

"You want to make your day more interesting?" she said, hoping she could stir some conversation instead of just the sauce she was making. Never had she had this much trouble trying to talk to her husband, until now.

At first he ignored her, continuing to read the newspaper, but soon he turned to his wife.
"I could find a job," he said, nonchalantly, and drank the rest of what was in his beer bottle.

It wasn't an answer Piper was expecting. After all she had told him he probably shouldn't get a job, because the kids needed to be watched.With her job at her new restaurant, and dealing with being so far away from her sisters when they had been right there for so long, watching the kids had been slid to Leo.

"Who would watch the kids?" Piper tried, seeing what his response would be. He just shrugged, and looked back at his newspaper.

"It was just a thought," he said, "They're all in school… I don't need to be around all of the time."
That was true. She wasn't sure why she had him home all of the time. Maybe because he was right there to help her if she needed it with the restaurant. But maybe it was now time that he found something he liked to do. And the extra money would be all that bad.

"Maybe we could use the extra money to move back to San Francisco."

That was even more unexpected on Piper's part. All this time she thought he was okay with leaving the Prescott street manor to move away from the less than normal aspects of it. She thought he was okay with moving down to Los Angeles, too, but maybe they weren't on the same page.

"Where is this coming from?" Piper said to him, walking away from the stove, and walking to the empty chair next to him. One thing she hated about this kitchen was how small it was. At least the kitchen at the Manor had been big and spacious, and she had room to cook everything. Now whenever she cooked she was just cramped. But that wasn't a reason to get away from here. Here was normal. The last six years had been marked with peace and fearlessness she hadn't felt in a while, and she knew her kids were benefitting from it.

The only one of her kids that didn't really remember much of life in San Francisco was Melinda. She had been two when they moved, and if you asked her about it now she wouldn't be able to tell you much. The sole point was, was that she and her brothers were safe, and that's all that Piper wanted. There was nothing they had to use the powers they still had on, even if she knew they secretly used them here and there.

Leo shrugged, and folded the paper up, putting it to the side of him. She obviously had his attention now.
"I just thought that maybe you missed your sisters," he said, "And maybe they miss you. That's all."

"Leo, I miss them, don't think I don't," Piper took his hands in hers, "but do you really want to go back to the way things were?"

"The way things were is the reason we're together," Leo reminded her, "If it weren't for…"

"It's also the reason we almost never saw each other again," Piper stopped him, "If you remember."

Leo looked a little hurt, "Of course I do," he said, "Listen it was just an idea. I'm not saying we have to, it's just an idea."

"Knock knock," Wyatt appeared in the doorway of the kitchen, announcing his presence, "Is dinner going to be done soon, or can I go out and hang with Charlie?"

"About a half hour," Piper told him, "Where's your brother and sister?"

"Chris is going with me and Mel's in her bedroom singing to Hannah Montana…or Miley Cyrus..whatever." he reported, "Someone should tell her not to quit her day job."

Piper gasped, "Wyatt!" she scolded, "Don't make fun of your sister. She likes to sing."

"Doesn't mean she's good at it."

Piper rolled her eyes, "Be back in a half hour," she dismissed.
Wyatt laughed, and left the room, leaving Piper and Leo by themselves again.

"What are we going to do with him?" Piper grinned, watching as her oldest son left.

"He's a thirteen year old boy," Leo said, as if that explained it.

Piper laughed, "You see?" she said, "These are the issues I want us to have with the kids, them not agreeing over music and things like that. Not over the best way to vanquish a demon."

"What does vanquish mean?"
Piper jumped at the voice of her eight year old daughter, who had appeared in the room, unnoticed by her parents.

"It means …" Leo told her, quickly, "We'll explain it to you when you're older."

"Everything's going to happen when I'm older," Melinda said, as Leo gathered his daughter into his arms, and sat her on his lap.

Leo chuckled, "Stay young, okay?" he said.

"Is dinner almost done?" and her mind was off to the next thing, "Cuz I smelled your sauce, and…"

"Half hour, Mel," Piper said, "Go and play and I'll call you when it's all ready, kay?"

"Okay," Melinda hopped off of Leo's lap onto the floor, and skipped out of the room.

When Melinda was safely out of ear shot, Piper sighed and looked at Leo.
"Do you want her to know what that word means any time soon?" She said softly, "Because I don't. And going back to San Francisco, back to where my sisters are could mean that."

"You've said that," he pointed out.

"It's worth saying again."

"I see your point," Leo said, "But I'm sure your sisters would love to see you, and I know you

would love to see them. It really is a shame you don't even keep in touch with each other."

"I didn't want it to be that way," Piper said, defensively, "But when I wanted to move, they didn't like the idea and turned the cold shoulder towards me. That's not my fault."

"I didn't say it was, honey," Leo said, "What I am saying is maybe it's time for a reunion. Maybe they're just waiting for you to initiate it."

"I'll think about it."

To be continued . . .