Charmed

The next Generation

"Powers of witches rise,

Come to me across the skies.

Return my magic, give me back.

All that was taken from the attack."

Wyatt Halliwell Chris Halliwell Patty Halliwell Shanna Carter Henry Mitchell

Seth Carter Lena Carter Prue Halliwell Mel Halliwell

Dora Matthews Penny Matthews Zach Carter

Jessie Halliwell Danny Halliwell

Nix Carter Haley Halliwell Peyton Halliwell

Pippa Matthews

And

Prudence Halliwell Piper Halliwell Phoebe Halliwell Paige Matthews Paula Carter

Andy Trudeau Leo Wyatt Coop Halliwell Henry Mitchell Devon Carter

Daryl Morris Billie Jenkins Cole Turner Charlie Ryan

Shelia Morris Colleen Hamilton Susan Turner

Katie Adams Alex Hamilton

Tony Adams

With

Patty Halliwell Penny Halliwell Victor Bennett Sam Wilder

Kyle Brody Lucas Tate Bianca Nicholls DJ Morris Emma Davis Mike Morris

Emily King Mylie Turner Will Jones Sarah Hamilton Jared Jones

Angie Jones Emmett King Nikki Davis Dean Turner

Sam Turner Craig Jenkins Connor Hamilton

Ben King Joe Adams Jake Adams Chrissie Jenkins

Ally Hamilton Alec Adams Ella Davis Max Davis Drew King CJ Jenkins

Gideon Christy Jenkins Barbas

Chapter 1

May 16, 2017

The Halliwell Manor was almost silent as all that could be heard coming from the house were the soft cries of its occupants. Victor Bennett looked around him it was nearly one in the morning and still.

"I think that it's time that you guys go to bed." Victor spoke as he went to get up, taking his second youngest grandchild with him. He went to move when he noticed nobody was following. Wyatt Halliwell also noticed this as he looked around to his cousins and his siblings.

"Come on guys, Grandpa's right. Its time for bed. We need to be okay for the funeral tomorrow." Wyatt spoke as he decided to help his grandpa out a little. Everyone then began to follow as they all began to stand up as well, with his second youngest cousin in his arms. He turned around to make sure everyone was following. But he stopped when he noticed one of his cousin's weren't following. He noticed that Prue Halliwell was sitting down on the couch staring at a picture. He noticed the picture was one of the four Charmed Ones. Prudence, Piper, Phoebe Halliwell and Paige Matthews. It was an old picture. It had been taken nine years ago, back when Prudence Halliwell first returned to the Charmed circle.

"Prue!" Wyatt yelled as everyone turned around to find that Prue was still sitting down on the couch. Just staring at the picture. Prue just sat there staring at the picture, not even registering her cousin's voice as he called out to her. All she could do was remember the last time she had spoken with her mother.

Memory

Prue lay in bed thinking about how great today would be. It was her and Chris' birthday today. And she couldn't have been more excited for it. Prue was taken out of her thoughts as her bedroom door opened. Prue looked up to see her mother standing there, with a parcel in her hands.

"Hey sweet girl. Or should I be calling you birthday girl considering today is your birthday my sweet girl." Phoebe Halliwell smiled as she sat on the bed pulling her daughter into a hug and giving her a kiss on her forehead. Prue smiled at her mother.

"Hi mommy, what you doing up so early? And what's that?" Prue asked as she eyed up the present that lay in her mother s hands. Phoebe smiled. Prue was so much like her. And yet there was so much of Coop in the little girl.

"Hey for one I m always up this early. And for two this is my gift to you. It's not much; I mean this isn't the actual present. It's just a small token of it. But I looked at it and I thought of you. My sweet little girl." Phoebe spoke as she handed the gift to her daughter. Prue gave her a pointed look as she took the gift. Phoebe sighed as Prue made no attempt to open it.

"Go ahead open it. I want to see your face when you do." Phoebe spoke as she smiled at the child. Prue smiled back before she began to rip the paper off of the gift. She was so excited. She looked at the small box that encased her gift and tore the lid of. As soon as she saw it. She paused and immediately looked to her mother's neck to see that her necklace was gone. She looked down at the gift. In the box lay a silver necklace the held the Halliwell that held the family symbol. The Triquetra. It looked so old, but totally beautiful.

"I found it years ago when I was sorting through the attic. It was made by Prudence Warren, Melinda Warren's daughter. Aunt Piper and Prudence both agreed that I could keep it. And then I had you. I think that all of them would have wanted you to have it." Phoebe spoke as Prue looked at the symbol on the chain. It meant the world to her. It meant the world to her mother.

"Mom, I can't. This is your necklace. Yours. You can't just give me your necklace." Prue spoke as she shook her head. She couldn't take this from her mother. Her mother had had it ever since before Prue was born. And now she was giving it to her.

"Yes I can. Including it's not mine anymore. It's yours. I want you to have it Prue. You deserve to have this. You were named after Prudence Warren you deserve this." Phoebe spoke to her daughter as Prue gave her mother a small smirk.

"I thought I was named after Aunty Prudence. Not Prue Warren." Prue spoke with a small smirk to her mother as Phoebe gave her a cheeky grin. Prue had always had a cocky, cheeky, sarcastic attitude.

"Watch it kiddo. I can always ground you." Phoebe spoke as she took the necklace from its box and placed it onto Prue's neck beside her silver locket that Coop had bought for her the day she was born as he had with all of their girls.

"You can't ground me. Today is my birthday. And speaking of that are you and daddy coming to the party? Cause I know you have that demon to vanquish today." Prue spoke as she tried to make her voice sound as sad as possible. Phoebe looked at her now eleven year old daughter with a smirk.

"Of course I'm coming sweet girl. I wouldn't miss the party for the world because it is not just my little nephew's birthday but it is also my sweet girl's." Phoebe spoke as she hugged the little girl close to her again.

"No mom seriously. I mean it. Promise me that you guys will come. Promise me that you won't die on this vanquish because I really want you guys to be there. Promise me." Prue begged to her mother as Phoebe looked at her daughter totally serious. She didn't know how to respond to Prue's request.

"I will be there Prue. I promise we will all be there. Nobody is going to miss this big day I can promise you that right now sweet girl. Now get dressed. We are going to Charmed." Phoebe spoke as she got off of the bed gave her daughter a kiss on her forehead and left the room with a smile on both her and Prue's faces.

End of Memory

"Prue… Prudence! Come on Prudence!" Patty Halliwell yelled as she snapped her fingers in front of Prue's face trying to arouse her.

"She lied to me." Prue whispered as she came out of her memory. Patty looked at her sister, not liking the response she got.

"Prudence! It's time for bed!" Patty yelled as Prue finally snapped out of her daydream and turned to glared at her sister.

"The name is Prue." Prue snapped as she pushed her sister snapping fingers away from her face. She really wasn't in the mood for Patty right now. Patty glared down at her sister.

"You know at one point you will have to get over yourself Prudence. And stop acting like the world only resolves around you because it is pathetic Prudence. You are not the first Halliwell to lose her parents. We are all going through that. We all know how it feels." Patty spoke in her self-righteous voice as Prue growled at her. She wasn't stupid despite what Patty thought. She knew all of this. Prue stood up to face her sister.

"I'm not stupid Patty. I know all of this. I know that we have all lost our parents. Although at least the others weren't lied to because I was. She promised. She promised!" Prue screamed as she fell to her knees in tears. Immediately Wyatt and Mel Halliwell ran to the young girl.

"Oh Prue. We understand how you're feeling but you need to get some sleep before the funeral tomorrow." Wyatt spoke as he tried to be as gentle as humanly possible for his little cousin. Prue looked up at him.

"I don t need to get any sleep because I'm not going to the funeral." Prue told her family as they all turned to look at the eleven year old in shock. Although Patty looked at her sister in anger.

"You spoilt little brat. You think we want to go either. I don't want to go, but I have to because we need to say goodbye to mom, dad, the aunts and the uncles. And so do you. You are going to that funeral Prudence even if I have to drag you there myself." Patty yelled. Everyone sighed; this was not going to go well. Prue was always hot-headed.

"It's Prue. And don't you dare tell me what to do. I am not going to a funeral for the precious Charmed Ones because they should be here instead. I guess the saying is true. Every Halliwell loses their mother early. I hate them!" Prue yelled in despair. Everyone gasped at the way Prue spoke about their fallen family members.

"Prudence Halliwell that is enough! I will not have you talk about your mother and aunts like that. And I will not have you talk about your father and uncles like that either. Enough is enough Prudence. Now go to your room." Victor yelled as he finally came into the conversation. Prue looked at her grandfather in a painful way.

"I'm sorry." Prue spoke as she disappeared in a sea of pink hearts. Patty tried to grab her but Prue was gone before she could. Immediately she began to sense for her sister but Prue was nowhere to be found.

"Chris, where in the hell is my little brat of a sister?" Patty yelled as she stormed over to Chris Halliwell. It was really strange because even though Chris and Prue didn't get on like they used to. They could still sense each other when no one else could. Which was something that especially irritated Patty and Wyatt whenever their younger sibling had disappeared? Chris looked at Patty and shrugged his shoulders at her. He wasn't willing to tell her.

"Christopher Halliwell, I am not in the mood for this. I know that you know where Prudence is and I want to know right now!" Patty yelled as Chris yet again shrugged his shoulders.

"No can do Patty. Prue needs some alone time. And I'm not going to tell you where she is just so that you can go and yell at her. She doesn't need that right now. And I'm not going to let you do that right now. Just give her some time Patty. She'll be back soon enough." Chris spoke in an all-knowing voice as he went and sat down as Patty glared at him. But before she could respond the room was lit up by baby blue orbs. The orbs dulled to show Andy Trudeau, Prudence Halliwell's husband.

"Daddy!" "Dad!" two female voices yelled out as one of the two girls ran to the whitelighter. Andy bent down to his knees as the girls ran into his arms.

"Hey girls." Andy spoke as he hugged his eldest. Victor looked at Andy as Haley Halliwell began to struggle in his arms so that she could be held by the whitelighter. Andy held out his arms to take the child as Victor passed her over. Chris turned away from the scene so that he could look at his youngest male cousin. Andy also had the same idea as he too turned to the young Halliwell.

"Hey Daniel, are you going to come over here for a hug." Andy asked the boy as Danny Halliwell looked at the man that was supposed to be his father. Everyone knew that Danny hated Andy. Well all apart from Andy. Even Danny's mother, Prudence knew and she loved Andy more than anything. Danny turned away from the man and looked at his grandpa.

"I'm going to bed. Goodnight grandpa." Danny spoke as he intestinally orbed out. Everyone sensed for the boy and found him in his room. Only the empathic Halliwell/ Matthews Children seemed to feel his inner turmoil and even the children that weren't empathic or even Victor could tell that the boy wasn't happy with the man.

"What was all that about?" Andy asked as he looked at the spot his son was once before. Even though they knew, Jessie and Haley Halliwell shrugged their shoulders at their father. Danny had always been different from them. They were all daddies' girls while he was a mamma's boy. Always had been, always will be.

"Nothing much. He just really misses Prudence." Victor spoke as Andy nodded in agreement. He too missed Prudence. After all she was his wife. And aside from their kids his life. In fact Danny's attitude was so much like Prue's attitude. As well as some of her features.

"I know how he feels. I miss Prudence too. In fact I miss all of them. The Charmed Ones were great witches and even better mothers." Andy spoke as Victor frowned a little at him mentioning their Charmed lives. It was their charmed lives that had killed them.

"So Andy I was wondering if the kids could just stay here with their cousins. I mean they really need each other. And they're stronger together as well." Victor spoke as everyone looked at him until they realised that he meant in the emotional sense of the word and not the magical. Andy looked at Victor and nodded his head.

"Yeah I was really hoping that you would ask that since it would probably be best considering I won't be here all the time." Andy spoke as Chris scoffed at him while the others looked at him in shock especially Victor. Prudence had told Andy about the other Chris and how he had problems with Leo and abandonment issues. And here Andy, in a different future, was doing the same to all of his kids. No wonder Danny hated his father so much.

"What? Andy, what is the matter with you? They have just lost their mother. And are lucky to still have their father in their lives and you are just going to walk away from them. They need you. Prudence already told you about what happened with that Whitelighter years ago, whose father had abandoned him. You can't do that to them too. Prudence wouldn't have wanted that." Victor yelled as he tried to keep the other Chris a secret. Andy and Chris both seemed to understand but Andy didn't care much for that.

"Well guess what Victor. Prudence is dead. And I have to make sure that what happened to this family doesn't happen to any other family. And on that note of that whitelighter. He could still die. The Charmed Ones are not here to protect him anymore. In eight years he will probably be dead too." Andy yelled as Victor looked at Chris. He knew that he couldn't protect Chris as well as what the sisters could but he could sure as hell try. Chris spared his grandfather a glance before looking at his siblings before turning back to his uncle in anger. Andy couldn't believe what he had just said in front of Chris as well. He looked at the teen as Chris glared back.

"That whitelighter is not going to die Uncle Andy. And how dare you talk to my grandpa like that. You are Danny and the girls dad. You shouldn't care about anything but them. And don't ever talk about Aunt Prudence like that either. She may have been your wife, but she was my aunt and she is my cousins mother. So don't!" Chris yelled in anger to his Uncle. Andy turned away from the teen. He didn't even know why he had spoken about the other Chris like that. It wasn't fair on him, Victor, the kids, or even Leo and the Charmed Ones. Chris could survive anyway. Andy needed to get out. Gently he put the little girl down on the floor and stepped away from the girls.

"I have gotta go." Andy suddenly spoke as he disappeared in a sea of orbs. All of the Halliwell children didn t know what to say to this.

"Daddy wait!" Haley shouted, but it was too late. Andy was already gone. She turned around as Wyatt passed his little cousin to his brother so that he could comfort the five year old. Wyatt placed his second youngest cousin on the ground and kneeled down so that he was face to face with the five year old.

"It's going to be okay Haley. I m sure your dad will be at the funeral tomorrow. Now it's time for bed kid." Wyatt spoke as he hugged the small girl close to him before standing up and taking both girls with him to his grandpa. Victor watched the scene before taking Haley from Wyatt and heading up the stairs to put her down.

Victor had just came out of his grandsons' room and rested himself on the wall. He looked straight ahead to find a picture of his three girls and Paige. It had been taken last year on Piper's birthday. All of the girls had one. He suddenly noticed the silent tear that ran down his face. It was then that he heard the presence of someone else walking towards him. Quickly he wiped his face as he turned to see his eldest grandchild, Wyatt.

"Be quite when you go in. Danny and Henry are both fast asleep." Victor spoke as Wyatt nodded his head, but made no attempt to move to his room.

"Grandpa, Uncle Andy is a big problem. We need to get him to grow up and take care of his kids like a normal father. Danny and the girls don t need this. And we also need to fix the Prue problem, before Prue gets herself or someone else hurt." Wyatt spoke to his grandfather as Victor nodded in agreement. Prue was getting angrier by the day. And Andy couldn't even help his own kids.

"I agree with you Wyatt. Prue is going off of the rails and Andy has to get his head out of his ass and be a father." Victor told his grandson as Wyatt tried to think of how to deal with this situation.

"Okay, I will deal with Prue and her problems. You can deal with Andy and his issues. Deal?" Wyatt asked hoping it was a deal as he could handle Prue more than he could handle his Uncle Andy. And Prue was easy when he had Chris and Mel on his side.

"Deal. I don't think I could handle a teenage girl. But a pain in the ass whitelighter I can handle." Victor spoke as Wyatt nodded in agreement.

"I'm gonna get some sleep now. I'll see ya tomorrow grandpa." Wyatt spoke as he went to walk into his room when Victor stopped him.

"Hey Wyatt, before you go to bed can you do me a favour." Victor asked as Wyatt gave Victor a look. What did his grandfather want?

"Yeah sure Gramps. Anything you want. I am here to help just as much as Aunt Billie and Uncle Daryl." Wyatt spoke with a smirk as he thought of his Aunt and Uncle. Billie was like a fifth sister and Daryl had known his family for centuries. He had grown up with his Uncle Andy and Aunt Prudence.

"Thanks Wyatt. But I need you to use your magic to make more room for everyone so that we can all breathe. We can't have four children to four rooms. We need about two more rooms." Victor spoke as Wyatt gave him a pointed look. Victor hated magic.

"And here I thought you hated magic. But okay, I shall do as you ask.

Powers of the witches rise

Some space we need

The space we lack

Turn our basement

Into that space."

Wyatt chanted as he finished he looked at his grandpa.

"It's done. We have four new bedrooms. Which gives us enough space. So I m gonna get a little sleep. See ya Gramps." Wyatt spoke as he quietly disappeared into his room that he now shared with his little brother and his two male cousins. Victor nodded as he walked back over to the picture.

"I miss you girls so much. I wish you girls were back so that you could stop this. Piper, I m scared that I can't protect Chris from death. Phoebe, I m afraid for Prue's sanity. Prudence, I m afraid that Andy won't be there for your kids and Danny will hurt for it. And Paige, I m afraid that Henry will put too much on his shoulders. Too much like you and Wyatt. I m sorry girls." Victor spoke as he let the tears run freely down his face. He wasn't sure if he would survive this ordeal or not, but he had to try for the kids. It was all for the kids.