2019
The faces stared down at Piper/Melinda. Nobody believed her. The face they saw was of Melinda Wyatt's. The voice was of Melinda Wyatt's. And there was Piper Halliwell standing over this impersonator. The faces all knew that Melinda rarely did practical jokes. And when she did, it was the right time. Melinda knew that after passing out was not a good time for her jokes.
"How can this be true? Prove this." Inquired Piper
"I don't know if I can. Ummm, oh I know! Today there is a shipment at P3 that I needed to pick up and Phoebe wanted my car." Said Piper/Melinda
"I don't own P3 any more." said Piper
"There did that prove who I am? Please oh please say yes. My head hurts way too much to think and the only thing that is on my mind is how to get home. That and that if I don't get home tonight, Phoebe will have to run the club, and that is never a good idea." Piper/Melinda was babbling almost to no one. She was panicking. Piper babbled a lot when she was panicking or nervous or really stressed. Right then, she was all three. Trips to the future never went good.
"Prue come here." Piper pulled her sister aside. Piper/Melinda just stayed lying on the couch holding her hand to her head. She couldn't make it out what they were saying but she knew it was important. She kept looking at the little boy's face who was staring down at her. He couldn't have been more that eight years old.
"Hello. What is your name?" Piper asked.
"Christopher. You're funny today Mel." Christopher said.
Piper/Melinda was about to find more about this boy, who she figured, was somehow related to her, when Piper came back with Prue.
"We are going to do something. Back to the manor." Said Prue.
The faces stared down at Piper/Melinda. Nobody believed her. The face they saw was of Melinda Wyatt's. The voice was of Melinda Wyatt's. And there was Piper Halliwell standing over this impersonator. The faces all knew that Melinda rarely did practical jokes. And when she did, it was the right time. Melinda knew that after passing out was not a good time for her jokes.
"How can this be true? Prove this." Inquired Piper
"I don't know if I can. Ummm, oh I know! Today there is a shipment at P3 that I needed to pick up and Phoebe wanted my car." Said Piper/Melinda
"I don't own P3 any more." said Piper
"There did that prove who I am? Please oh please say yes. My head hurts way too much to think and the only thing that is on my mind is how to get home. That and that if I don't get home tonight, Phoebe will have to run the club, and that is never a good idea." Piper/Melinda was babbling almost to no one. She was panicking. Piper babbled a lot when she was panicking or nervous or really stressed. Right then, she was all three. Trips to the future never went good.
"Prue come here." Piper pulled her sister aside. Piper/Melinda just stayed lying on the couch holding her hand to her head. She couldn't make it out what they were saying but she knew it was important. She kept looking at the little boy's face who was staring down at her. He couldn't have been more that eight years old.
"Hello. What is your name?" Piper asked.
"Christopher. You're funny today Mel." Christopher said.
Piper/Melinda was about to find more about this boy, who she figured, was somehow related to her, when Piper came back with Prue.
"We are going to do something. Back to the manor." Said Prue.