A/N: Long time no write eh? Did you guys miss me? Well review me and show me I'm loved and here's your chapter. A little late but here it is all the same.

-Liz

"Damian Phillip Turner," Cole said the name once again feeling his patience leaving him as the secretary looked over her stack of papers once more.

She hummed to an upbeat song in her head making both father and son exchanged glances of annoyance. She seemed not to notice however as she pulled out a small stack of papers and smiled triumphantly.

"Damian Phillip Turner!" She said happily. "Here you go dad," she somehow missed the death glare Cole was sending her way. "His class schedule and everything he needs. It says here he's to be in Science right now…" she trailed off much to Damian and Cole's happiness.

This was Cole's chance to make a getaway, and he wasn't stupid. "Thanks, I'll let Damian find his own way. It'll let him figure out the school much better," Cole said forcing a smile and nearly shoving Damian out the door.

Damian fought back a smile as he saw a murderous glint in his father's eyes. He didn't seem phased by the look because he's seen it many times before, but he knew better than to rub him the wrong way just that moment. He stood in front of his dad quietly expecting his dad to hand over the papers. Finally after a minute he realized Cole had completely forgotten he had them in his hands and he coughed out loud trying to subtly tell him.

"Dad…I do need my schedule…" Damian said taking the papers out of Cole's hands.

He studied them for a moment while Cole read over his shoulders. He wanted to know exactly what classes Damian was taking in order to prevent what happened a couple of years ago.

-flashback-

"Cole Turner," Cole spoke into the phone.

Cole was surprised since he was convinced that his phone didn't even work when it rang. Needless to say he jumped a little, and felt foolish enough as it was already. He wasn't in the mood for any sort of small talk even if it had to be with his "job."

"Mr. Turner, we have your son in the office," a stern voice spoke into the phone.

Cole's eyes turned black temporarily letting the source out as he angrily growled, "why?" into the phone.

The poor lady was taken aback by his tone that she felt herself gulp surprised. "He was not in his proper classes…" she stuttered out.

-end of flashback-

In the end it was clearly obvious that Damian was placed in the wrong classes, and he took it upon himself to see that he got the education he needed. After that Cole made sure Damian into the high classes not wanting the same incident to happen here. He didn't want to come out of his house or his office unless absolutely necessary.

"You know your way home?" Cole asked looking down at his son.

Damian nodded and turned to walk away. He wasn't in the mood to talk to his dad yet, still angry about the move and feeling like a needle in a haystack as he searched for his science room. He really didn't want to admit to Cole that he wasn't paying jack shit attention when he was driving over now that he was in one of his dangerous moods.

"Where the fuck is this room…" Damian muttered getting frustrated as he rounded the school for the third time.

It had been over ten minutes of searching and going back up and down the three leveled school and still he had no luck finding the science room. He had half a mind to walk right out of the school but he didn't simply because he had no way of getting home.

"Hi," Damian jumped at the voice.

He stringed a few more cuss words in before finally turning to see who had spoken. He laughed than quickly coughed to cover his little outburst. There in front of him was probably the dorkiest looking guy he's ever seen. He was holding a bunch of files which by the looks of his office behind him he was just transferring.

"Hi…" Damian said timidly unsure of what to make of the scene.

"Do you have a hall pass?" the guy asked.

Damian shrugged. The hell he'd know if he had a hall pass or not. "I'm new. I'm trying to find some room."

His entire face changed into a look of surprise and welcome. He quickly set his files down on the desk and extended his hand out. "Leo Wyatt," he said smiling down at the kid.

Damian looked at him studying him before finally taking the hand and saying his name. Damian was surprised when he saw the man's eyes spark as if he was seeing something and it was all clicking together, before they quickly became neutral, but dancing once again.

"Well lets see Damian, what room are you looking for buddy?" Leo said cheerfully.

Damian nearly gagged when he heard the man. "Does this whole school take a happy pill or something?" he thought out loud making Leo laugh despite himself.

"Ok, it's not that far, I'll come with you give you a little tour along the way," Leo read Damian's expression and surpressed a small laugh.

He looked exactly like Cole, except his hair was straight. He looked like a kid that's been kicked one too many times and it saddened Leo a bit knowing that boy in front of him was his nephew, but not being able to embrace him in a hug. It's been a long time. Cole was only a name now in the house, well was until of Damian, but Phoebe for the most part had moved on already.

"…ok…" Damian said apprehensively snapping Leo back to reality.

The room was difficult to find. It was a corner room that wasn't labeled because the room number was worn off and old wooden label that anyone would have missed if they had not known it was there. Leo took note that the boy chewed at his fingernails nervously but always stopped himself whenever he caught Leo looking.

"So," Leo cleared his throat trying to break the silence. "you play soccer?"

Damian shrugged, and Leo thought it meant no.

'Why would they make me the soccer coach then…?' Leo thought as he tried figuring out the boy.

Fortunatly the classroom was on the other side of the building so he made as much small talk as he could. The unfortunate part was that Damian never seemed to be much of a talker and just simply said yes or no to Leo's questions not offering more than Leo asked.

"Do you want to play soccer?" Leo tried again.

"I never said I didn't play soccer," Damian said defensively.

"So we're getting somewhere," Leo said this time not bothering to hide the smirk on his face.

Damian raised an eyebrow, but said nothing else.

"Well we're here," Leo said stepping just outside of a corner room.

Damian felt like smacking his head. He had noticed the room before but never really thought anything of it. He thought it was a janitor's room and never thought to check on it, but now standing this far away he saw all the curious faces inside.

"You should come to practice afterschool today. My boys play on the team," when Leo noticed he wasn't convinced Leo added. "You'd like them."

"Joy…" Damian said his voice dripping with sarcasm.

-At the manor-

"I saw him!" Phoebe squeaked out running into the house.

Piper looked up from her beef stew and frowned confused. "Saw who Phoebe?" then it started dawning to her and she put her hand over her mouth. "Cole?"

Phoebe looked at Piper as if she grew two heads at that moment before shaking her comment off. "Nooo. I saw him. Damian…"

"You saw him?" Paige came into the room and grabbed an apple from the counter. "How does he look?" Paige asked curiously.

"Like Cole. Except with straight hair," Phoebe said dropping onto the kitchen stool and groaning.

Paige and Piper exchanged glances unsure of how to comfort Phoebe. Piper knew that she would have been hysterical if she thought Wyatt or Chris was dead when they were really alive. That's why after Chris' death Piper made SURE he was really dead. That he moved on to the afterlife.

"Paige aren't you supposed to be at magic school?" Piper asked looking at Paige.

Paige nodded but waved her comment off. "I'm going to go see who shows up at soccer "tryouts" with Leo this afternoon." She looked over at Phoebe before quickly adding, "and cheer for my nephews."

"Paige, Damian is your nephew too," Phoebe said picking up her head from her hands.

"Well I'm so used to only having two, let me get used to the fact Cole's alive first," Paige muttered before walking out of the kitchen.

-After school-

"Is he going to show or what?" Wyatt whispered to Chris as they ran their lap around the field.

There was much talk about the sarcastic new kid. Both Wyatt and Chris knew the team would give him a hard time if he joined after tryouts. They were already feeling angry that their coach quit after tryouts but didn't say anything after realizing their new coach was Chris and Wyatt's dad.

"CHRIS, WYATT, pick up the slack," Leo screamed from the other side of the field.

Both boys looked around and realized that they were the last ones, and that the other kids were already well half a lap ahead of them. They started running faster but kept an eye on the gym door.

"Well if he's going to show he better show now…" Chris said.

"CHRIS, WYATT!" Paige squealed from the sidelines making both boys inwardly groan.

They both loved their aunt to death, but they really didn't need her hugging them in the middle of their running. The boys would have a field day with this for sure. They reluctantly walked into Paige's open arms and gave her a quick hug before they ran the rest of their lap.

"Where is he?" Wyatt asked his brother now getting annoyed. "Dad tells us to…"

"Well speak of the devil," Chris whispered cutting Chris off.

Leo turned around to see why his team was suddenly whispering amongst themselves pointing to someone crossing the field. He looked towards the person and saw Damian sprinting towards them dressed in gear.

"Damian glad you decided to join us," Leo said adding his name to the roster.

Damian grunted. Chris and Wyatt made their way over to him and smiled. "Hi, I'm Wyatt and this is my little brother Chris," Wyatt introduced themselves.

Damian looked at the two almost studying them and said quietly. "I don't care…" before taking off and starting the two laps he needed to do around the field.

Leo put an arm around both his boys and watched Damian run down the far side of the field. Chris had a small sneer on his face trying to disguised it while Wyatt just openly spat out to Leo, "Well isn't he just a pain in the a…"

"Wyatt Matthew Halliwell, finish that sentence and you won't have dessert for the next month," Leo warned. "He's just new…"

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated this in a REALLY long time. I just got inspired today…hahaha so um please review. It was because of reviews that got me coming back and starting this fic over again. Just REVIEW me and I promise another chapter!

-Liz