Title: Charmed Christmas

Summary: Wyatt comes home to what he thinks will be a normal Christmas with the family…when are things ever that simple?

A/N: First and foremost, thank you to everyone who reviewed. You're all angels. Next, I watch Charmed on TNT so if any things missing from this story blame that. If you want the back story on how Cole came back email me and I'll tell you. Sorry this took so long. I promise to try and update quicker.

Disclaimer: I only own Alyssa and Phoebe's kids so far. But I wish I owned Chris.

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All three parties were interrupted when Alyssa came pounding up the stairs. "Hey people. Didja miss me?" she laughed. Wyatt turned to his sister. "I have never known one of Dad's lectures to be that short. What the hell?" Phoebe looked at him and frowned. "Wyatt Halliwell, language," she told him. Alyssa giggled. "I'm getting the full lecture from him and mom when we get back from the club," she told him. Wyatt winced in sympathy for her. The combined force of both their parents was the worst punishment.

His uncle, however, took a different approach. "You deserve it for that stunt of yours, young lady," said Cole. Alyssa batted her eyes at him and smiled. "Oh, Uncle Cole I would've thought that you could understand," she giggled. Cole just frowned. "Hey are the midgets still here?" asked Alyssa, referring to their three cousins. "Yeah, we actually follow the rules," called a voice from the doorway.

Three brown haired and green eyed heads appeared at the door way. Pearl, and her two brothers, Patrick and Paul, stared steadily at their older cousin until he finally smiled and opened his arms. The three of them fell over each other to be the first to hug him. "Hey guys what's up?" asked Wyatt. The flood gates opened while they all tried to tell him tales. Cole stepped in to save his young nephew. "Hey everyone, your cousin doesn't intend to leave until after the New Year. You can relax."

All three of them looked sheepishly at their cousin and apologized. "Wyatt did you bring us presents?" asked the youngest, Paul. His older siblings hushed him for being rude but Wyatt laughed. "I've got 'em, kiddo but you're gonna hafta wait till Christmas day to see what they are," he said winking. "Are they good?" asked Patrick. "Don't be stupid," snapped Pearl at her older brother, "Wyatt always gets the best." Wyatt and his sister exchanged looks. Phoebe decided to edge in before things got too weird. "Kids, you three have had enough time to talk to your cousin. It's time for your father to take you three up to magic school." Cole hugged his nephew again, kissed his wife goodbye and herded the kids up to the attic for their magic practice.

Phoebe helped Wyatt and Alyssa put all of Wyatt's baggage in their room. "The kids must be getting real powerful," commented Wyatt. Phoebe gave him her best "proud mother" look. "You wouldn't believe it. Of course they're no 'power of three' like you guys but it's great," she told him. Alyssa giggled. "I've got no doubt that big brother here will see plenty of it. Those three love showing off," she said. "And why not?" asked Phoebe in a fake patronizing tone "If you've got it flaunt it." Both kids smiled. "She's got ya there Lyssie," said Wyatt. Alyssa wrinkled her nose and kept her silence. "Well this was really fun guys but I promised my boss I'd get in to work on my column, so I need to go," said Phoebe. "Come here, you so I can give you one last hug," she told Wyatt. Wyatt stepped up and gave her a big hug. Waving good bye to both of them Phoebe headed out.

After she'd gone Wyatt stared at his childhood room, shared with his siblings and felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him. Alyssa looked at her brother hip bumped him. "Happy to be home?" she teased. "Like you wouldn't believe," he said. They orbed downstairs to see their dad starting dinner. "Hey, dad you need any help?" Wyatt asked. Leo smiled at his kids. "Actually I'm pretty set here, why don't you guys go help your mother? Oh and don't take the car, alright? Just orb there, I don't want Chris seeing his Christmas present." Both hugged their dad goodbye and orbed to P3.

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Wyatt nearly laughed at the scene that greeted them at P3. His mother was running around trying to decorate for Christmas. At the moment she was snapping at Aunt Paige for apparently putting up a set of decorations wrong. Chris however was nowhere to be found. "Well, why can't I put them here?" Paige asked her sister. Piper sighed in exasperation. "Because Paige they don't go there, they go over here. Now move them over so I don't have to," Piper turned to start directing her younger son when she noticed the older one and his sister walking over to her.

"Wyatt, honey, welcome home," she smiled hugging him. "Hey mom, it's good to be back," Wyatt told her, "how are things here?" Piper pushed a strand of dark brown hair behind her ear. "Busy as usual. Oh did you see your father? He never called me back." "Yeah, he was fixing dinner when we left," Alyssa answered. "Oh good. And Phoebe got to her job?" Wyatt nodded. "Okay well, Chris should be around somewhere so why don't you go find him, because your sister and I need to have a talk." Piper smiled at her older son and put her arm around her daughter to lead her to the back room.

Wyatt was about to start looking for his baby brother when the man himself came walking down the stair holding a box. "Hey mom," he called out "where do I put this stuff?" "Put it down over there," said Paige coming back into the main room, "I'll talk to your mom about it. Now go say hello to your big brother." Chris turned around to see his older brother leaning against the bar. His eyes lit up as he ran to embrace his brother. "Wyatt, it's amazing to see you," he laughed.

Wyatt wrapped his little brother up in one hell of a bear hug. "Hey Chris, I missed you like crazy dude," said Wyatt. Chris pulled back to look at the person he always considered his idol. Wyatt looked about the same. "Hey hear the bad boy got himself in college," Wyatt joked looking at the difference in his bother. Chris, being the middle child, has something of a mixture of both their parents in his looks. He had Leo's blue eyes but had Piper's dark hair. His was some what longer than Wyatt's though. He also had one ear pierced which gave him the bad boy image.

Chris rolled his eyes at Wyatt's attire. "Dude isn't that the jacket I gave you two years ago?" Wyatt stuck his arms out and smiled. "I really like it, what can I say? 'Sides what about your outfit?" Chris was dressed in a red button up shirt and jeans. Hanging out of his pocket was the black ipod he had gotten from Wyatt when they were 12. "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" he demanded. "What you're wearing? Nothing. However that thing in your pocket is what I'm concerned about." Chris shoved him. "Shut up, at least it only took me one try to get into college instead of three big brother," he snapped. Wyatt just laughed again and did the one thing Chris hated; ruffled his hair.

Piper came back into the room just in time to see her two boys roughhousing with each other. "Hey hey hey, this is not the ruckus room boys. This is a club. Stop all this messing around before you break something." Both boys looked sheepishly at their mother. "Sorry mom," they chorused. "Well let's just get home; I'm sure your father has dinner ready by now. Paige!" she called to her younger sister, "Are you coming?"

Paige appeared in the door way shaking her head. "I've got some work to finish up on you go ahead." Piper frowned, "You sure?" Paige waved a hand and smiled "I'll be fine. 'Sides your kids aren't the only ones who can orb." "Just make sure your home before dinner," Chris teased with a smile. With that they orbed out.

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Dinner was a joyful event with plenty of good food and laughter. Everyone listened as Wyatt related his stories from college and told him all the news as well. Once they were done, Wyatt grabbed his siblings and pulled them into the hallway. "How about we have a real welcome back party," he whispered. Chris grinned. "You're thinking about hitting the underworld, aren't you?" he asked. Wyatt winked at him. "That's my baby brother. I say we go tell the demons that the power of three is still running strong. What do you say?" Both his siblings nodded and they hurried up to the attic. Saying the spell from memory that they invented long ago, they were transported to the place they consider they're playground.

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The three siblings had spent many long hours in their childhood fooling around in the demon world, much to their mother's displeasure, and felt as safe in it as they did in the manor. Wyatt carried his sword at his side while they perused the maze like caverns of demon world. "So come on little sister," teased Wyatt, "why are you still boyfriend less? Most girls your age would've dated half the neighbor hood by now." Alyssa sighed.

"It's because I'm too used to greatness," she said. Chris looked at her strangely. "I'm not kiddin you," she insisted, "I mean look at our family. My mother is a Charmed One, as are my aunts, my uncle is a former demon, my father is a guardian angel and my brothers are King Arthur and Merlin, like reincarnated. How can any normal boy even hope to measure up to that?" Wyatt shook his head. "You don't have to go with a normal boy," he pointed out. Alyssa was about to reply when Chris held up a hand. "I hear chanting," he said with a smile. The group snuck around the corner to see an old hag, murmuring to herself and brewing a potion. "Hey hag, your time's up," yelled Wyatt as they burst into the room. "More like yours I'm afraid," cackled the crone throwing the potion. Purple smoke erupted around them and the world faded away.

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When the three siblings opened their eyes, they stood in the middle of a large field filled with bright sunshine. "Where in hell are we?" asked Chris. "Um, I'm guessing not San Francisco," said Alyssa. "That's pretty obvious," stated Wyatt. "Well, maybe we should look for signs of people," threw out Chris shrugging his shoulders. "No need," said Wyatt pointing up ahead. "The people appear to be coming to us." Sure enough when Chris looked where Wyatt was pointing he saw a large cloud of dust rising. Alyssa cocked her head and listened. "Do you guys hear that?" she asked. Wyatt nodded, "Hoof beats." Chris raised an eyebrow. "They're on horseback? Who rides horse back?" Alyssa shrugged. "Apparently we're about to find out."