Victor Bennett sighed as he walked into his San Francisco apartment. "Home sweet home." He thought with another sigh as he set his coat and briefcase down and walked into the living room.
Once there he was startled to see hid dead ex-wife sitting in his favorite chair, looking at a picture of themselves and their daughters Prue and Piper.
"Patty got pregnant with Phoebe just after that picture was taken." He remarked to himself before opening his mouth.
"I think the girls are in trouble." She said before Victor could get a word out. "How'd I know you were here? Simple. I know you." She answered his unspoken question.
"So why are you here?" He asked.
"Quite frankly, Victor, I'm worried. Oh, and keep an ear out. I think in the next few weeks Piper's going to have a few announcements."
"Like what?" He asked warily.
"Well, a little birdie named Phoebe let slip that for some reason Piper was soon going to either find out or actually get pregnant."
"By Leo?" Victor questioned disbelievingly. Patty gave him a dirty look.
"No, by the Sandman. Of course it is by Leo. He is her husband after all."
"Hey, I'm just asking. After all, that doesn't really mean much, does it?" He held up his hands in mock surrender. She pretended as though she hadn't heard him.
"The girls have a new Whitelighter. One from the future named Christopher Perry who looks and acts suspiciously like Piper. He's here to 'save Wyatt'. Whatever that means. Not to mention that he has also admitted to being half-witch half-Whitelighter. Doesn't that sound a little fishy to you?"
"Sounds like sea bass. As fishy as it gets. Still, Patty, that doesn't mean anything." He agreed.
"Just, check in with our girls, please?" With that request the mother of the Charmed Ones vanished from view.
"Odd."
