Disclaimer: I do not own charmed or its characters
This story might not be great since it is my 1st fanfic ever so could you please be nice about it.
Alex Maxter was a detective. One of the most hot detectives on the force (in some people opinions). He had short brown hair and blue eyes. He was tall and tan, not to mention cunning and strong. He loved his job more than anything. This job was his life. He didn't have a wife or kids, and was the type to stay at the office all night and had solved several cases from petty thieves to mass murderers to terrorists. Half the prisons in the United States were full because of him.
He was eating his breakfast at the office puzzling over his next case. It was a strange one involving a family: the Halliwells. For the past 20 years they had been involved in several unsolved cases including many deaths, supposedly murders. The Halliwells lived in three different houses. Piper and her husband Leo lived with their two sons Wyatt and Chris, who were 16 and 14. Phoebe lived with her husband Cole, along with their three daughters Melanie and Melinda, who were 12 year old twins and Prue who was 9. The last would be Paige and her husband Henry plus their twin daughters Penny and Patty, who were 10.
He was to live in each of their houses for a week each to see what he could find out about them. It had already been planned. Since his house was being renovated anyway, he was going to stay with Henry, who he knew from work, and Paige 1st. Then they were going out for their anniversary so he was going to stay with Cole and Phoebe, after that he would stay with Piper and Leo while Phoebe went off to London for an interview taking her kids with her.
He stood up and closed his notes as Henry entered smiling. "Ready for the tour of the Halliwells?" He asked, and Alex nodded, with that the 2 men left, Alex taking his bags with him.