I know there are a lot of "Prue is back" fanfictions. But well, give me a shot, this was my first fanfic and I finally had decided to translate it (and also to re edit it in its spanish version). I hope you like it.
Chapter one: A normal life.
The sun announced that a new day was startting. All clocks of San Francisco City striked 6:30 in the morning, and in The manor, Piper Halliwell asked the a recurrent morning favor to her husband.
"Turn off that damn thing for God's sake Leo!", she begged, throwing a pillow to the alarm clock, hiding her head under another.
"Calm down," replied sleepy, turning the damm thing of, a little startled for the sound.
"I can't believe that's morning already", muttered Piper, exhausted, "I had a horrible night".
"Neither I, and you didn't let me sleep, you had nightmares or something".
Piper snorted and hid her face more. Leo smiled at seeing her so hidden, with her hands over her ears trying to sleep a little more. He wrapped her waist and pulled her close.
"What was your nightmare about?", he asked, kissing her neck and clearing her face from hair.
"I don't know, I can't remember I just...know I was so sad and scared..."
Piper sighed and closed her eyes, trying to recall something but she couldn't. The only thing she knew, it that the sensations were nasty and terryfing, but had no more detailes about; all was a blur in her memory, except fear...it had been so much real, so deep, and melancholy strong and oppresive.
"The truth I don't know", said finally,"and it's better".
Piper shook her head and sighed. Leo giggled and saw her yawn and stretch.
"I'm going to make some breakfast. Go showe and wake up the boys", she asked kissing him quickly in the lips and jumping out the bed.
Leo made a grimace at feeling his wife's body leaving him, and watched walk tidying her hair in a ponytal and dragging her slippers. He loved her, more than anything in life. Looked up, and asked himself what would do without her, and the saddest thing was that he knew the answer...he knew what was a life away from her, and that made him realize he was nothing without here. Nothing.
He sat on the bed, rubbed his face and looked with a smile the triple family picture they had taken two months ago for New year; the first one had them as a couple, the second one with the kids and the third one has all the members of the Halliwell family. They were a huge family, really big.
"Get up", said to himself, yawning and dragging his feet to the shower.
Ten minutes later, he was dressed and ready to start a new day and went to Wyatt's room; usually, it was harder to awake him than Chris. The oldest son of the couple was sleeping peacefully under the sheets hugging his favorite teddy bear, that he insisted he didn't have when talked with other kids, as any seven-year-old boy.
"Champion", said strocking his cheek, "It's time to wake up, you have to go to the magic school", muttered to the ball of sheets he has as soon, while pulled them from the kid's face.
He raised and eyebrow when noticed that, besides the teddy bear and Wyatt, there was another person.
"What are you doing here, Chris?", asked curiously.
"I had a nightmare daddy, and came to sleep with Wy".
"Hey, Why you didn't come to our room?", asked sweetly, watching him yawn.
"Because mommy was also crying", he explained with all logic, as his father knew about what he was talking about.
"Crying?", asked, raising an eyebrow again. He didn't recall heard her crying.
"Yes. I think she had a bad dream because I saw tears in her eyes while she was sleeping, so I orbed here. My brother let me stay", continued, without Wyatt noticing there was a talk over his head.
Leo nodded, yet confused, and shook his oldest son a little, who reluctantly opened his eyes.
"Okay kids, let's have break..."
The father couldn't end his sentence, but with a proud smile saw his kids obey and disappearing in white and blue sparkles.
"Piper!", said from the stairs, going downstairs, "Are the kids there?"
He went to the kitchen and saw her picking some things from the perfectly clean and structured table, that had as final desteny the dining room.
"Yeah, these little angels", said stressing her voice in the last word with some sarcasm, "just arrived here among sparks", commented accusingly narrowing her eyes.
Both kids put "We-didn't-do-anything" face and run to the dining room, away from them. Piper made a grimace, Leo giggled before kissing her.
"This is all your fault", she said refusing kissing him, pretending she was mad.
"You know you love me", he joked, taking the plates and leaving the kitchen with the same innocent face his sons had put seconds ago.
Miles away, in an aparment in the fourth floor, Phoebe and Coop were in the middle of a disaster in their kitchen after the twins had tried to make breakfast while their father was dressing and their mother taking a shower.
"And in moments like that, I hate personal gain! We could say to words and this mess would be done", muttered Phoebe, in low voice so her kis couldn't hear her complaining.
"Sweetie, don't overreact", laughed Coop, cleaning some stuff and didn't notice she was throwing up, just heard some arcades.
Phoebe stared angrily at him, and also to the frying pan in her hands, wich she decided to threw to the trash instead trying to clean it up; plus, she'd never see it the same way than before after knowing that what had been in her stomach was now there with the mass her daughters had made on.
"You may be right", she replied, making a knot in the bag, hiding the pan, "I'm just tired and didn't sleep well".
"Why?", asked him turning this time.
"I had that nightmare again", she sighed, massaging her temples at seeing the viscose mass next to the fridge, that made her stomach upset, "You're cleaning that", she told him with a grimace.
"You remember anything?", asked without complaining and scraping the dirth of the floor.
Phoebe served a glass of water to wash her mouth of the bitter taste, making a few gargles before replying.
"No, but I don't think that's important", said putting the glass in the pantry again.
She looked around the kitchen and couldn't believe how a couple of little girls could make such a mess in just fifteen minutes alone: walls had chocolate milk, the floor broken eggs, flour was almost pasted all over the dishwater and orange shells kept appearing everywhere she went. Took a new bagg and shook it to extend it, recalling look at her watch.
"It's late".
"Patience, in a few minutes we will have this ready", said Coop.
"Love, in a few minutes, you," said stressing the you, "will have this ready. I have a very important meeting with Elise and the directory, and she said if I don't attend I'm fired. She was serious," explained.
Coop rolled her eyes, thinking in how many times in one day Elise threatened somebody telling that would be fired without having the nerves to actually do it. Phoebe kissed his cheek with a flirtying gaze and went to the couch for her purse.
"I love you", said to Coop, trying to soft his frustration to have to clean up what left alone, when saw her two little girls near the couch.
Asley and Patricia were hugged and crying desperately. The image destroyed their parents heart, who couldn't stand watch them suffering; saw your children in tears was the most horrible experience in the world. Phoebe left her purse on the floor and kneeled to both girls.
"What's wrong sweeties, Why are you crying?"
"Bec..ause...", started Alsey, the big sister, "We wan...we wanted to give you a...a supr...surpri..se".
"And we..dit it..all..wr..ong...", added Patricia, going to her mother's arms, as her sister.
Phoebe bit her lips, realizing that when she saw the mess she just cleaned the kitchen, but nor her nor Coop had stopped a second to think about them. She was in silence, and had no idea what to say, she felt guilty. A lot, how could been so selfish? now, because of her, her two babies were crying and feeling as fools.
"Don't cry my princesses", asked, not finding anything more intelligent to say.
For some reason, the cries of both girls got stronger and their little hands curled on their mother's blouse. She made a grimace to her husband, and she wasn't thinking abot Elise anymore, but in how to make then stop crying.
"You're little", said Coop, hugging both, sitting on the floor next to them,"this kind of things happen. We don't born knowing everything, we need to make mistakes to learn".
"We do really appreciate that you wanted to cook for us, we do", continued Phoebe,"but that's mom's and dad's job. You could got hurt and..."
"Your mother and I would die if anything happen to you".
"I'm sorry", said both at the same time, wiping their tears.
"What if dad ends cleaning the kitchen, and when you come back from the magic shool, mome bring some strawberries, chocolate and candies to cook a delicious princess cake?", askes Phoebe, playfully.
Coop make a painful face at hearing the "Dad ends cleaning the kitchen", and the girls smiled after what Phoebe just said.
I know I didn't put Paige, and the chapter it's kinda short but in the next one you'll she the baby sitter of the Charmed Ones :D don't panick Pai
