Sisters

A/N: Finals are finally over, yay! I'm not sure when I can update next though, cause I'm busy most of this week and I'm going to Spain for ten days with some friends. I'll be back on the 18th though and I might have a new chapter sometime that week. Anyway, on to my reviewers:

Anarra- hope this chapter makes it better…

Prue and Andy- thanks, and I'm really sorry about slow updates

Alyssa Halliwell- lol, don't worry, that will be explained in this chapter

fanmania- thanks

Lucy Knight- lol. Oh and everyone will find out about how they're related soon, I promise…

Chapter Ten: Going Home

Piper jumped out of the shower and pulled on her clothes. Tonight was her date with Dan, but she wasn't very excited, even though this was pretty much the first date she had ever been on. Right now she was pretty upset about seeing Leo and Missy together. She hadn't talked to Leo the rest of the day. She was looked down at her outfit, which she hadn't put much thought into. She was wearing comfortable jeans, a white tank top, a light blue sweater and small silver earrings.

When the doorbell rang Piper grabbed her bag and hurried down the stairs as neither of her parents were home to answer it. Smiling, she pulled open the door, expecting to see Dan waiting outside for her. Instead she saw Leo, patiently waiting for her.

"Leo, what the hell are you doing here?" Piper asked.

"I wanted to talk to you."

"Well I don't want to talk to you, so just leave."

Leo glanced at her outfit and the purse in her hands. "Where are you going?"

"I have a date with Dan tonight, I was expecting him. Now I don't see why I should be the one answering questions, so-". The rest of her response was cut off as she attempted to slam the door on him.

Unfortunately, Leo grabbed the door before it closed, stopping it. Piper glared at him. "Ok, fine. What do you want?"

"I want to apologize for whatever I did. I'm sorry and I hope we can still be friends."

Piper sighed. Again, she tried to close the door, and Leo let her. Staring at the door for a few minutes, Leo finally turned and walked back home. He stopped at outside to sit on the doorstep of his house.

Piper leaned against the door, thinking. She wanted to be friends with Leo and forget the whole thing with Missy. But what she wanted she knew she couldn't have. She wanted to be more than friends with Leo, but apparently that wouldn't be an option. Closing her eyes, Piper once more saw the vision of Missy and Leo kissing. Missy always won in the end, and Piper the freak always lost.

Suddenly the doorbell rang again and Piper jumped, but answered it. Dan was standing there, smiling at her. "Hi, you ready?"

Piper nodded numbly. "Yeah, let's go." Ok, Piper thought, I can't have Leo I might as well have a good time with Dan. Sure, Piper thought Dan was not as great as Leo, but at least he liked her.

The two walked down to Dan's car and he opened the door for her. She thanked him and slid in. Dan climbed into the driver's seat and they drove off. Leo still sat on his steps, watching Piper with Dan.

Leo didn't know what Piper wanted. He liked her, but she always seemed to be mad at him. Plus, know she had Dan. He figured that if Piper wouldn't stay with him, he might as well have Missy. Sure, Leo thought Missy wasn't very nice, especially to Piper, but at least she liked him.

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Missy relaxed back onto her friend's bed, smiling. She had Leo and soon she would have Dan too. She would have to talk to Dan on Monday when she wasn't with Leo. She was sure that he would rather have her than Piper, although they were dating.

Missy looked up to see Alexa walk into the room from the bathroom. "Come on," she said. "We're all going out to dinner. Everyone's going to meet us at the restaurant."

"Ok, just a second." Standing up, Missy slipped her shoes on, grabbed a purse and followed Alexa down the stairs.

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Phoebe woke up the next morning to find that she had fallen asleep on Prue's bed with Prue and Paige. The sisters were still fast asleep so Phoebe quietly stood up and went to the bathroom. Today was the day she was going to see Victor again. The first time since she was seven.

When she went back to the room Prue was starting to wake up, and Paige already had her eyes open. "Morning Phoebe," Paige said.

"Morning."

"Hey, today's the day you're going home, right?" Prue asked.

"And you're going to see you dad again," Paige added.

"Yup, today's the day. At least I get to move back home to the manor."

A few minutes later Mrs. Matthews showed up at the door. "You girls wants some breakfast? I'm making pancakes."

All three nodded and hurried to get downstairs.

An hour later Phoebe was ready to go. She had eaten breakfast and gotten dressed. Her things were in the front hall where she had gathered them together, ready to be taken home.

"Alright Phoebe, it's time to take you home. Are you ready?" Mrs. Matthews asked.

Shrugging, Phoebe replied, "as ready as I'll ever be."

"Ok, good. Let's just put your things into the car then. Paige and Prue have offered to come with us."

Phoebe smiled, glad her new friends were coming with her and helped load her clothes into the trunk of the car. "All set," she said.

The girls climbed into the car with Mrs. Matthews and drove off towards Halliwell manor. When they arrived they walked into the house using Phoebe's key and dumped her stuff back into her room.

"Your father should be here in a few minutes," Mrs. Matthews announced.

Phoebe nodded. "So how are you feeling?" Paige asked.

"Glad to be home, but I'm not so happy about seeing my dad again."

The girls nodded. "Maybe he's changed. I mean, you haven't seen him for years, he could have gotten better."

Phoebe shrugged and sighed as the doorbell rang. "I guess that's him."

Mrs. Matthews walked over to the door and opened it for Phoebe. She smiled at the man who stood outside and invited him in, shaking his hand. "Hello, I'm Phoebe's social worker, Cynthia Mathews. You must be Victor. Phoebe's upstairs with my daughters, Prue and Paige."

Victor nodded. "It's nice to meet you Mrs. Matthews. How's Phoebe doing?"

"Oh, please call me Cynthia."

"Alright, Cynthia, how is Phoebe doing?"

"Not bad considering her situation."

He nodded again. "Ok, then I think I'll go up and see her."

The two adults headed up the stairs to find their children. Victor stopped when he saw three girls, all of whom had long brown hair and brown eyes. He looked at the three for a second and picked out Phoebe.

"Hello Phoebe. I've missed you," he said softly.

Phoebe didn't say anything for a moment. "If you missed me you would have come home."

Victor sighed. The five of them stood there, silent, until Mrs. Matthews suggested she and the girls leave. She knew Phoebe and Victor would need some time alone to get to know each other.

The three of them left, leaving Phoebe and Victor alone.

"That was kind of akward," Prue said,

"Yeah, are you sure we should leave them alone together? Phoebe might want us," Paige put in.

"Yes, but they need some time alone together. They have to get to know each other again if he's going to take care of her."

"I know, I just feel like we belong back with Phoebe in the manor. It didn't look like she wanted to be with Victor."

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After the other three left Phoebe was left alone with her father. He had changed since she last saw him- he looked muck older and even kinder now. Phoebe sighed, still waiting for her answer.

"I'm sorry Phoebe. I couldn't stay. I wanted to, but your grandmother wouldn't let me."

She looked at him for a few minutes. "You know what? Save your lies, because I don't want to hear them."

Spinning around, Phoebe ran to her room. The last thing she heard before she slammed her door was her Victor saying that he loved her. Sitting on her bed Phoebe began to cry as she had done so many times before. Memories of the old days came flooding back to her, memories of her parents.

Happy birthday dear Phoebe, happy birthday to you, everyone sang. "Make a wish!" Patty said.

Phoebe stared at the six candles on the cake, one for good luck, and she blew. "Yay! What did you wish for?" her mother asked.

"No, Mommy. Daddy said that if I tell you, my wish won't come true."

"That's my little girl," Victor cried, bending down to scoop up his daughter. "Happy birthday sweetie," he said.

Phoebe smiled and laughed as her father spun her around and around. Wheee! Look Mommy, I'm flying!"

Then another memory came to her, this time of just her father and her.

Victor was pushing Phoebe on the swings, smiling as she laughed and talked. "Higher Daddy, I want to go higher!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, push me higher!"

The little girl went higher and higher, laughing loudly as her father watched her. "I want to go home now," she said.

He stopped the swing and pulled her off, carrying her back to the car and driving back to the manor. "Daddy, you promised you would teach me how to ride a bike. Will you teach me now?"

"Ok, get your helmet and we'll go outside."

"Ok!"

"You ready?"

"Yes, but don't let go! Not until I tell you to."

"Alright, I won't."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

"Ok, good, let's go."

Victor guided the bike, holding the handlebars as she moved. "Keep peddling," he said.

"Ok, you can let go now."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, let me go!"

Victor let go and Phoebe started to bike down the hill. "Look Daddy, I'm riding a bike. All by myself!"

Victor smiled, but suddenly Phoebe fell and started to cry. He ran down to see her. "Where does it hurt?"

She pointed to her knee, which was bleeding slightly. He picked her up and carried her home where he cleaned the cut and put a bandaid on it. She sniffled. "Is that better honey?" he asked, giving her a kiss on her cheek.

She nodded. "Thank you."

Phoebe sighed as she remembered all these things about her dad. There were so many good times, but then he had just left. She couldn't forgive him for that, could she?

Phoebe left her room and went into the hallway. She noticed the open attic door again, and this time she went inside. There she found a book open to a page. She read the page aloud:

"Hear now the words of the witches,

the secrets we hid in the night.

The oldest of gods are invoked here.

Great work of magic is sought.

In this night and in this hour,

I call upon the ancient power.

Bring your powers to we sisters three.

We want the power.

Give us the power."

A gust of wind went through the attic, and there was a bright flash of light. Phoebe shivered, but thought nothing more of it. She walked back over to the door and paused, looking out the window. Suddenly she squeezed her eyes closed as she saw something.

Two cars were speeding around the corner, each in opposite directions. Suddenly the cars crashed, causing a loud explosion. Phoebe watched as the cars both went up in flames, instantly killing the people inside.

Phoebe opened her eyes, confused about what had just happened. Then she shook it off and headed downstairs. She figured since Victor was the only family she had left, she might as well give him a chance.

"Dad?" she called.

"Phoebe?"

"I wanted to apologize for earlier. I'm willing to at least give you a chance."

Victor smiled at Phoebe. He had just been remembering the time when he had taught her how to ride a bike. "You have nothing to apologize for," he said.

Phoebe smiled cautiously. "Ok."

"Come on, I'll take you out to lunch."

Phoebe nodded. "I guess that would be ok."

Victor got his wallet and they headed out to lunch. "I really did miss you, Phoebe."

"I missed you too dad."