D/C: I don't own Charmed.
A/N: This is after Cole and Phoebe sort out whatever there going to sort out in season five, and Piper's pregnant. Just so you guys know, Miley, isn't Millie, but the I is long, so mIIIIIIIIIIley. I hope you understand. Please review!!! thanx! Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Six-year old Miley wiped the warm tears away from her face, and climbed to the top bunk where her stepsister lay, curled up into a small ball, crying herself. A loud crash, and a weak cry startled her as she gave her stepsister a can I sleep up here look. Both girls sat straight up in bed, wide awake, listening to the crashes, screams and curses that there parents were causing. Taylor closed her dark green eyes, and leaned on Miley.
"My arm hurts." Miley said, looking at the deep cut on the top of her wrist. The blood still was dripping, and could be seen in the small room through the moonlight. Before Taylor could comfort her sister, a blood curling screams struck her veins. They exchanged glances, and both girls were down from the bed. They ran outside the bedroom door, and peeked to the kitchen. A blonde man was standing over something the girls couldn't see. He had what looked like an armrest from the dining room chairs in his hand, sticky with blood. Taylor looked at Miley in fear. A young red haired lady peeked out from behind the man's leg. Her eyes black, and her face sore and cut. Her hand shook as she tried to stand up. She only fell to the ground and noticed Taylor and Miley.
"Don't hurt them. For God's sake Hank they only turned six four months ago!" The lady begged. The tears rushing down her face, and mixing with blood on the floor. Hank's eyes raged as he turned around and saw the girls.
"Please, don't. They don't even know about magic yet. Please. Kill me, do what ever you want, but don't hurt them." The lady begged again. Miley looked at her father hurtfully with her dark grey eyes.
"Run, Taylor, Miley run, get out of here fast!" They lady cried, sobbing into her own arms, the blood still visible on her sleeves. Miley and Taylor quickly pounced up from their crouched possessions, and ran to there room. Taylor shut the door and locked it behind them, and Miley opened the window. A tree with long, thick branches stood outside their window.
"Hurry up." Miley said, jumping on the nearest branch. Taylor did the same and climbed down from the tree. They heard the violent crash of the door breaking, and ran down the streets. Tears streamed down both of the girls faces, as they listened to the past pace beat of their hearts. They ran as fast as they could, choking as they cried.
"I don't know where to go." Taylor cried, as they saw Hank turn the corner after them.
"He's too fast, go into the street." Miley cried, trying to wave down a car. One swerved around them, and Hank was only about seventy, short meters away. Taylor and Miley ran further into the night lighted street, and a car came too a screeching halt.
"Oh My God? Who lets there kids out this late?" Piper asked, getting out of the car and going to Taylor and Miley. Paige, Leo, Cole and Phoebe followed, as Hank slowed down.
"Oh thank you so much. We were just playing a game." Hank lied, looking down at Taylor and Miley. Phoebe noticed the puffy, red-eyed girls, who she knew where trying there hardest not to continue crying.
"How come there crying?" Phoebe asked suspiciously. Leo eagerly waited for Hank's reply. Hank looked down. Cole and Paige saw the blood that was beginning to dry on his shirt, and on his hands. Cole looked up at Hank threateningly.
Taylor let out a sniff, and Miley did too soon after.
"What the he-ck is going on here?" Piper asked, changing her words appropriately.
"Shut up lady, just give me my kids, ok?" Hank ordered, stepping closer. Cole took a step up to him, and looked at Phoebe for approval.
"No, what did you do to them?" Phoebe asked. Hank smirked, and tried to punch Phoebe, but she ducked, and side-kicked him in the stomach. He fell back, and laid unconscious I the street. Piper bent down to reach the girl's height. Taylor and Miley again started to cry, as they stared at there 'Father'. Piper hugged both of the girls.
"Shh... Shh… It's okay, shh…" Piper smoothed. Phoebe and Paige exchanged sympathetic glances. Cole walked over to Hank.
"He's out." Cole reassured.
"Piper, we should take them home. It's two thirty in the morning." Phoebe suggested. Piper nodded, and looked at Taylor and Miley.
"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Piper asked, still at Miley and Taylor's height. Taylor looked at Miley's arm. Piper gasped.
"I can fix that. What's your name?" Piper asked, trying not to show concern about the cut.
"Miley." Miley answered, her and Taylor's reddish brown hair glowed in the streetlights. Taylor looked around at Paige and Phoebe.
"Taylor." Taylor answered. Phoebe and Paige bent down low too. Leo walked over to Miley.
"Does it hurt?" Leo asked Miley. Miley nodded. Leo gave her a comforting smile.
"Can I look at it, I can make it better." Leo asked, reaching out his hand. Miley looked at Taylor, who whispered something into her ear. Miley nodded, and reached her left hand out. Leo healed it, and Miley looked at Leo with amazement.
"Wow! Thank you SO much!" Miley said with a smile on her face. Leo smiled back at her.
"Do you want to come back to our house?" Paige asked, trying to get things moving, before Hank wakes up. Taylor and Miley nodded.
"I can, um, dispose of him if you need me too." Cole offered. Phoebe's eyes widened.
"NO!" Phoebe answered, giving Cole a glare. Cole nodded his head.
"Okay, Okay whatever you say." Cole replied.
"Um, Piper, were short on car space, let Leo and Cole take them back, we can drive." Paige suggested, still not taking her eyes off Miley and Taylor. Piper nodded.
"Hey, you guys, your going to go home with Leo and Cole, we'll be there soon, ok?" Piper asked, looking them in the eyes. They both nodded. Miley immediately ran to Leo who took her hand. Taylor looked up at Cole curiously, and then he walked toward her.
"When you go with Cole, it's going to be bumpy, but it's ok." Phoebe reassured. Taylor nodded, and Cole took her hand.