Disclaimer: I do not own ″Charmed″...just this plot and Mel's character technically cuz well her personality was my idea. Read and review please?

Chapter 1

The morning was basically like most around the manor. Chris and Wyatt were fighting over the last homemade waffle, mom was on the phone with the current manager of P3 and I was getting ready for my day at my aunt Paige's house. I had to say that I really loved helping her with the twins Ally and Gabrielle, and Little Henry. They were really clingy but it was the good kind of clingy.

″Okay so books, movies, and Twizzlers for uncle Henry. I have everything I need for the day.″i said to myself just as I was about to leave the house.

″Mel? You didn't have any breakfast, are you sure you don't want me to whip up some taco eggs or something?″ By the way taco eggs are just eggs with cholula sauce in and on them, it gives them a ton of spicy flavor.

″No mom I'm fine. I'll get something on the way to Paige's. Bye guys, see you all later!″ of course my mom was the only one to hear my reply and said bye for both of my older brothers, ya know it's really annoying when you have two brothers who only acknowledge you when you give them food.

I had just recently turned sixteen so my mom gave me the Jeep, that way I wouldn't have to walk everywhere. The moment I got to the car I had this weird feeling that I was being watched, so naturally I turned around but absolutely no one was there. There was no person around but the feeling didn't go away the whole time I was driving the ten miles to my aunt's house. If anything it got way worse. I pushed the feeling aside as I walked to my aunt's porch and knocked on the door. Hearing my aunt yell to come in I opened the door to the huge Victorian house. It was huge, more so than my own, and somehow my aunt and uncle managed to find a place with a normal sized yard for kids to run aroun in. The house itself had a farmers porch and a two car garage.

I walked in to the house slipping off my shoes and went to the kitchen, the kids were always in there just like my brothers were. I greeted them with hugs( the girls were about twelve and Little Henry was about nine or so) and then went to search for my aunt to see what my job for the day was.

″There you are Mel, okay so today I have to run to the grocery store and then head to work in town so I should be home by seven-ish tonight. The girls have a ballet lesson at two and Little Henry has baseball practice at three. Remember to pick them all up at the rec room at five and I set out a lasagna to bake in the freezer. Your uncle should stop by for his lunch break and that's about if for today.″ my aunt didn't even take a pause or breath in between all she was saying but I got it all.

″So basically the normal schedule for the day. Cool see you tonight.″ I replied opening the fridge for a bagel, the butter, milk, eggs, and cholula sauce. Sadly I only turned down my mom's taco eggs because sh kind of sucked at making them seeing as me and my best friend Ama came up with the recipe back when we were in middle school. My mother never put enough sauce in or on them.

″Yes Mel, the normal schedule, oh and remember-″

″Minimal magic use, got it.″ I cut her off and smiled.

″Thanks Mel,″ she turned to face her kids who were now eagerly waiting for their good-bye hugs and kisses,″bye guys, I love you.″

In unison they all chimed,″Bye mom!″

It was about eight that night hen I got home, and I had still had that feeling of being watched. Everywhere I went alone I kept looking around like I was going to get attacked, not that I couldn't have handled it. That was the beauty of being one of the Charmed One's daughters, you had powers beyond imagination and no one could stop you. It just sucked knowing no one else could know about me and my family being witches(and white lighters but no one used those powers anymore because of what happened when I was a baby). It looked as though my house had been abandoned in the middle of the day so that meant my mom was at work and my brothers went to hang with their friends. The house was all mine. At least I thought so.

The moment I walked into my house a figure stepped out from the shadows and I screamed. Instantly I ran to the nearest room and figured if I stayed put I couldn't be found. Oh boy was I wrong. The figure knew where I was and stood right in front of my only exit.

″Wh-who are you?″ I asked trembling, this had never happened to me before, normally if someone unknown was in my house I would have kicked their ass, this time it was different. I was actually scared.

″Calm down Mel...I'm you dad,″ the lights turned on and there he was, Leo Wyatt. My family's own traitor and the poor insolent soul called my father.

The room started spinning and everything went black. I fell back and luckily landed on a couch but I don't quite remember what happened after. A few minutes later though,when I woke up, I noticed I was being set into my bed by a pair of extremely strong arms. I started to squirm my way out of the bed and stood up still feeling shocked and a bit dizzy.

″Get out,″ I commanded pointing to my door and shot a death glare at Leo,″Leave and do not come back. Do you understand?″

He looked at me, his brown eyes shined in my bedroom light and he just smirked. It wasn't a mean smirk but a happy one of sorts, almost like he knew I wanted to kill him but couldn't. After all he was my father technically speaking and I couldn't just kill him out of the blue. That'd be very wrong, right? Or would doing that have been ethical seeing as he left my family with no warning or cards for birthdays or presents for Christmas or even information on where he would be. No, not it was a good thing I kept him alive for I could bitch him out on how depressed he made mom and the boys, along with the rest of our family, well except me because I never actually met him. I was only a year and a half when he left so I had no recollection of him at all except when I saw the baby books occasionally.

″I'm not about to leave again, and you little miss are not about to make me either,″he laughed his response and smiled at me.

″No, but I will.″ thank you god for sending my mother to the rescue!