Disclaimer: See chapter one.
AN: Thanks to everyone that reviewed.
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Chapter Three
Explanations
"Mom!" Chris shouted, standing at the top of the stairs. He started walking down the stairs when she didn't answer.
"Mom!" He called out again, with the same result.
"Where is she?" He mumbled to himself as he stepped into the living room. In front of him, sitting on the couch together, were Piper and Leo, heavily kissing.
"Oh, God, you are both well over the age of 45, you shouldn't be doing that anymore, it is against the law of God and man." He said, shielding his eyes from the sight.
"Oh, quit your yapping. You should be happy you can't remember far enough back, 'cause when you were younger, we had some good times." Piper said, pulling away from Leo's lips.
"I don't want to know!" He screeched, throwing his hands up into the air.
"Why were you calling for me anyway?" Piper asked, standing up.
"I was searching the book but couldn't find anything so I got violent and the book fell to the ground," he said, "which is when it started doing that flipping thing."
"Thank you Prue."
"Yeah. The page that it opened on said that you had faced their kind in the year 2004. The Phoenix's, do you remember them?"
"Are you sure it opened on that page?" Leo asked, standing beside his wife.
"Yeah, why?" Chris asked, watching the looks that his parents were throwing at each other.
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What can I say? My husband is still hot, thank you very much, even if he is fifty five. Back to the topic on hand, how do you tell your son that the witches he is hunting are related to his fiancé to be? More importantly, how do you explain to him that you know this when it hasn't happened yet? While my husband and I figured out the easiest way to resolve this issue, the Elders called Paige to inform her of her newest charge.
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"He's a student at Baker High, he's 17 years old. His name is Steven Simpson and he needs your guidance." The Elder said, holding out a small picture for Paige.
"Ok, so, how am I going to get close to him?" Paige asked, walking across the available space left on the bridge, towards the Elder and taking the picture.
"Guidance counsellor is your best chance."
"Is he in trouble or is he just your run-of-the-mill witch?"
"It is…unclear. He has just come into his powers and is terrified of them."
"Well, I'll get right on it." Paige is about to orb home when the Elder calls her name.
"Could you please tell Piper 'it is meant to be' she'll understand."
"Okay, sure, whatever." Paige replied, a confused look on her face as the Elder orbed out. Paige sighed and orbed out also.
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In her penthouse, Phoebe was pulling a bottle of white wine from the fridge and uncorking it. She then checked on the casserole. Whenever in need of food, my sisters always turn to me. I wonder if I should start charging them?
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"Ok, it isn't bubbling over, the wine is perfectly chilled, my daughters are finishing their work before going to the movies, Billie has money for junk food and tickets and my outfit hasn't been ruined yet." Phoebe said to herself as she set the table. She placed a candle in the middle of the table, beside a single pink rose, and lit it.
"All that's needed now is…"
"Me?" Coop asked, entering the kitchen slash dining room.
"Coop? What are you doing home early?" Phoebe asked, running over to him and throwing her arms around his neck and placing a chaste kiss on his lips.
"I missed my darling wife and three wonderful girls, that's why." He said, placing his hands on her hips.
"Well, what are we going to do, the food won't be ready for another 30 minutes….oh wait, I know!" Phoebe said, grabbing a hold of his hand and dragging from the kitchen, through the living room into the bedroom.
"Why, Miss Phoebe, are you trying to seduce me?"
"Never, this is just for my own pleasure. One week is too long." She replied, winking, before closing the door with a swing of her foot.
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My sister, always looking for….pleasure. At home, Leo and I were still trying to explain to Chris how we met the Phoenix's before. Who said time travel was a good thing?
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"So, are you going to tell me, or am I going to have to travel back in time to find out?" Chris asked, crossing his hands across his chest.
"No, no time travel needed." Piper replied, moving around the sofa to stand in front of her son, glancing back at Leo with a worried look.
"Then tell me, who are they?"
"Like it said in the book, they are an assassin family of witches, and in the year 2004 we met them. We also met their next generation, a witch named Bianca, both future and present version. You see, she came back from the future in order to….well, we don't need to go into detail there. But she was different than the others, she didn't believe in what they were doing any more and she met you and you both fell in love. Chris, Bianca is your future fiancé." Piper said, stepping towards her son and placing her hands on his arms, rubbing gently.
"My…my fiancé? How?" Chris saw the look his mother gave him. "Ok, so I know how, but…..what was the reason she came back?" Chris asked, stepping out of his mother's hold and running a hand through his hair.
"That doesn't matter any more." Piper said, glancing at Leo.
"I need to…I need to go think." Chris said, before orbing out.
"Well, that went better than could've been expected." Leo said, walking towards the stairs.
"Where are you going?" Piper asked, turning to face him.
"I'm going to change into something more comfortable." He replied, continuing on his way upstairs.
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Leo is right, it went better than expected, but it was still bad.
At Baker High, Steven Simpson sat in the journalism classroom, working on his article for the school newspaper. His late night visitors, however, where not high school students.
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"Ok, that's it finished." Steven said, moving the cursor to save the article.
"Ms. Dent can print it in the morning." He said to the empty room. He was, again, the last person left in the school after hours, besides the janitor. He stood, reached for his backpack, switched the computer off and moved towards the exit.
"Mr. Simpson, where do you think you're going?" A male voice asked from the dark hallway.
"What? Who's there?" He asked, glancing around the room and then out into the dark corridor.
"Your worst nightmare." The voice replied. That was the last thing Steven remembered, before the world went dark.
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AN: So, there's chapter 3. I hope you enjoyed it. Look out for chapter 4, currently in production.