A/N Sorry I uploaded the wrong chapt! her is the right one

"We're back!" I sang once we orbed into the manor, in front of the staircase, next to the table. Piper jumped from shock and dropped the laundry basket.

"Geez, give a girl a little warning." She laughed it off and picked up the clothes. "So, how was the trip?"

"Pretty incredible." Chris responded.

"Oh, I have pictures," I started looking through my never-ending pile of junk in my bag. "Found 'em."

"I'm going to go get Paige and Phoebe, be right back."

"Ah, I didn't want to leave, can we go back sometime soon?"
"If we did that, it wouldn't be special anymore." He looked at me.

"True," I turned my head in the sound of Paige orbing in.

"Hey, you guys are back!" Paige and Phoebe said.

"Hey Phoebs,"

"Long time no see." Phoebe smiled.

"What's so funny?" Piper asked.

"We, uh, sort of ran into each other in HK." I explained.

"More like I got a doorbell ring in the middle of the night asking to crash because they couldn't find there way back to their hotel."

"Why didn't you just orb?" Paige asked bluntly.

"Orbing was unavailable at the moment." I scolded Chris. He looked confused, obviously not remembering that night.

"First time I've ever seen a Whitelighter drunk." Phoebe added, ringing a bell. Chris instantly blushed and looked to his shoes, not seeing Pipers amused expression.

"Chris, what if we were hurt? Hm? What you have done then?" Piper suddenly scolded.

"Look, I'm sorry, geez. You could have called Leo." He defended.

"So not the point right now!" Piper looked if she could have grounded him for months, that is, if she knew she was his mom.

"Okay, can we please stop this discussion and go back to you guys being happy to see us?" I tried.

"Fine, but we are not done talking about this, young man." Piper said sternly. He looked up to the ceiling in defeat. "Right, okay, you said you had pictures?"

"They're right here." I smiled and we began telling the great adventures of China.

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"Okay, enough about our trip." Chris finally broke away. "What's really going on?"

"What are you talking about?" Piper covered.

"One big happy family? Doesn't exist in this house." Chris cut the crap.

"And how would you know so much about our personal lives?" Paige questioned.

"You'd be surprised how much they put in history books." I covered up. "Wait, you're not even going to deny it?"

"Why? It's not like we have anything to gain if we do." Phoebe says.

"True," I nodded.

"So really, what's going on?" He cut right to the chase.

"Demons, lots of demons." Paige gave.

"They attacked? And you didn't call?" Chris's temper shortened.

"Not like you would been any help." Paige commented.

"Really? Was that really essential to your being?" Chris deflected. She shrugged.

"No, just a lot of possibilities on who may attack." Piper explained.

"They are?" Chris prompted.

"Well, the- You know what? No." Piper restricted.

"Why not?" Chris asked.

"Because, it's all you do." Piper reasoned.

"I just spent three weeks on holiday?" He threw his hands up in the air.

"Exactly!" Piper accused.

"Wait, what?" Chris hates reverse psychology.

"Piper, you're not making any sense." Phoebe tried, utterly confused herself.

"Does it really matter? All it is, is that, they don't get to know. I can take care of my son, and I intend to do so with my family." She breathed. "Not yours,"

I could feel the stab in Chris's heart. After all, it was the same family. It silenced him for a while. He stood there, stunned by his mother's words.

"Okay, I guess we'll be leaving then." He finally said. If I had a knife, I would be able to slice the tension.

"I'll see you guys later." I quickly said, all I wanted was to get out of the awkward situation. I gave a weak smile and then bolted for fresh air. We didn't speak until we walked through our door. Even then, it was pretty quiet.

"You okay?" I broke the silence. It was bothering me.

"What?" I must have pulled him out of a space-out moment. "Yeah,"

"Good, because I have a doctors appointment and I need you to drive me."

"Why can't you drive yourself?"

"Because I forgot to make a drivers license and we're going to be late."

"If you're going to be late, why don't I just orb you?" He offered.

"No, thanks. Last time I felt really sick." I explained. "Come on."

"Get in the car, I'll go get the keys,"

"Kay." I grabbed my coat and purse and then went out the door. Sitting in the passenger seat, I pulled out my ipod, careful not to let anyone see it, I'm not sure if they came out yet. I started to close my eyes, but was interrupted by the sound of the door opening. "Hey,"

"Sorry it took so long." He stepped on the gas. "So why are you going to the doctor?"

"Chris, are you seriously asking that question?" I stared at him. "I don't know if I need to remind you, but I'm pregnant. It's just a check up."

"Right," He looked ashamed. I laughed.

"It's fine, 's not like we planned this or anything." I finished saying at the exact time he pulled into the parking space. I unbuckled and stepped out of the car into the parking garage.

"Which floor are we going to?" Chris asked once we got to the elevator.

"Four. We're seeing Dr. Marin." I leaned against the wall while we waited.

"You okay?"

"Motion sickness, I'll be fine once the elevator stops." As if on cue, we reach the floor and step out.

"I'll fill out the forms, you go sit down. You don't look well."

"Thanks." I sat down. Some one tapped my shoulder. I turned around to find a lady in her early thirties, looked to be around 7 months.

"You all alone, darling?" I could here a southern twang in her voice.

"Me? No. My husband is just filling out the forms." It felt weird calling him that.

"Alright, just making sure. I know how scary it is. I had my first a couple of years ago, my darn husband didn't even know first visit."

"Thank you, but he's coming over here." I dismissed. Geez lady, even if you were trying to be nice, mind your own business.

"Hey, Flor," He sat down only for a second before the doctor said my name.

"Halliwell?" We stood up. "Dr. Martin's ready to see you."

"Thanks," I said as we passed the nurse. We found room three and walked into the office. After a round of questioning and answering, he made his way to a machine.

"If you could just put these scrubs on, so we could take a look, I'm going to take a step outside." He handed me the attire, and walked out.

"For a moment there I thought he'd never stop." I said, putting the shirt he gave me, on.

"It was all important information." He justified.

"Still," I sat back on the bed type thing and he reentered the room.

"Now this is going to be slightly chilly," He lifted up the shirt to reveal my stomach. I saw him put some gel on the x-ray machine and placed it to the right of my belly button. I flinched, he wasn't joking about the cold. He studied the screen for a while until he looked back at us. I was holding Chris's hand.

"Well, as far as the pregnancy goes, you're perfectly healthy." H said with a smile.

"And the baby?" I asked.

"Babies," He corrected. "Mr. and Mrs. Halliwell, you're going to have twins."

"Twins?" Overcome with joy, my smile stretched. Chris rubbed my hand. He had a smile as well.

"Thank you, doctor." He said.

"My pleasure." He printed out the picture and handed it to us. "Don't forget to schedule another appointment before you leave."

"We won't." I reassured. Chris went to make the appointment. After he left the room, I started cleaning the goo off me. I felt a shiver go down my spine, closing my eyes. When I opened them, I felt my eyes go blurry. Blinking for focus, I realized the wall had a patch of ice on it. I looked over to Chris, who looked as if he dodged something re-entering the room. "Did they just do that?"

"Guess one of them don't like the cold, or loves it." He walked over to the wall. I pulled my t-shirt back on and walked over by him. I touched it, and it immediately brought my hand back.

"Ouch," The ice patch disintegrated and I looked at Chris.

"Let's get home," He decided and orbed me home.