June 13, 2020

Steph POV

It's been two weeks. Two weeks! And Chris and I haven't found hardly anything. The most we've been able to do is compile a list of female witches that disappeared as children, thanks to Kyle's story. I haven't spoken to him since and I don't plan to any time soon. I'm beginning to think he's the only one who knows the identity of my bio mom and he won't tell me. It's just so frustration!

Chris and I are up in the attic, he's flipping through a book we found at Magic School while I'm pouring over the Book of Shadows for the ten thousandth time. I sigh angrily and slam the book closed after not finding anything, again. Propping my elbows on the cover, I put my head in my hands.

I feel Chris behind me; he starts to massage my shoulders, "Why don't we take a break and get out of here for a little while. Go see a movie or walk around Central Park? Just to get our minds off of it." I nod and we orb away.

Billie POV

The attic door creaks as I peek inside. Empty, good. I dash over to the Book and flip to a blank page. Closing my eyes in concentration and "projecting what I will" as I was told by a Zen Master years ago.

I open my eyes as words appear on the page. This ought to help Steph out.

A little while later…

Chris POV

Steph and I walk along a path in Central Park, eating ice cream and chatting. "Chris, do you think my mom will fell kind of…I don't know…unloved because we're looking for my bio mom?" Steph asks.

"I don't know. I don't think she will, but maybe you should talk to her about it," I respond, taking a bite of my ice cream.

"Yeah, you're right. I'll talk to her when we get home." We throw away our cups away before continuing on.

Just then I see a gazebo up ahead decorated with white roses and bright white lights. "Wow," we whisper in unison. "Come on," I say as I drag her to it. I bow to her and offer her my hand, "May I have this dance, Miss Jenkins?"

She grins, "There's no music."

"So?" She takes my hand and I pull her to me. Her hand rests on my shoulder and mine on her waist as we move in sync. I twirl her and perform a dip. She giggles as I bring her back up.

"Do you remember that Christmas when we were twelve? And Wyatt and Mel forced us to dance at the annual Halliwell Christmas party?" Steph asks. I grin down at her, remembering.

Flashback

It's Christmas 2015. I was standing in the hallway near the bottom of the stairs, waiting. I shifted uncomfortably in my dark green dress shirt and scarlet tie. My Aunt Phoebe had had a field day dressing me and using gel to slick back my hair.

Just then, Steph floated down the stairs in a beautiful red dress which made her green eyes practically glow. Her face lit up with a smile when she saw me. "Merry Christmas," she said. I just nodded unable to form words. She actually looked like a girl. "I swear, if your aunt was a demon I'd vanquish her!" 'That's the Steph I know!" I thought. I busted up laughing; she giggled with me.

"She got you too, didn't she?" I asked. Steph nodded and I gestured for her to follow me. I led her to the table where my mom had laid out some food.

A little while later Steph was talking to Mel and the twins when Wyatt came up to me. At thirteen years old his face only held a whisper of the man he would become. "Hey, little bro," he drawled throwing his arm over my shoulder.

"Wy, please tell me you didn't drink any of the champagne. You were grounded for a month last time," I whined as the faint smell of the sickly sweet drink reached my nose.

"Hey, what Mom and Dad don't know can't hurt them."

A minute later Aunt Phoebe came into the room, "Okay everybody, it's time for the Christmas Eve dance!" Quite a few people groaned loudly. Everyone twelve and older had to participate. 'Who can I dance with?' I thought. All of my girl cousins were too young. There were only two people to choose from…Steph or Bianca.

I didn't get a chance to decide; Wyatt grabbed my arm and wheeled me over to Steph and Mel. Mel pushed Steph into me, "Well go on, dance!"

Steph turned to me and rolled her eyes. I gave her my hand and we danced. While we danced Steph suddenly made us go in a different direction.

"What the…?" I started to ask completely confused.

"Wyatt was making mistletoe grow above us," she answered.

"Oh," I mumbled. Wyatt and Mel were trying to get me and Steph together? The thought made me heart beat a little faster. Did I like Steph? She was my best friend, but was there something more? But my family expected me to be with Bianca, stupid future self. To be honest, I didn't even really like her.

End Flashback

I sigh as I come back to reality, "That was the first day I started to see you as more than a friend."

A faint blush crosses Steph's cheeks. "I actually didn't really think of you that way until you started dating Bianca. Guess you don't know what you have until it's gone."

I shrug, "It's okay, we're here now and that's what matters."

Steph smiles and presses her lips to mine. I'm instantly lost in her.

That night…

Steph POV

Later when we orb back to the manor, Chris and I realize Mel isn't home. I pull Chris into my room and we sit on my bed. I sigh as I lean against my pillows. "Thank you for today. It was nice to get away for a while."

Chris grins, "My pleasure." He leans over and proceeds to kiss the life out of me. "I love you too."

I freeze and pull away, "I didn't say anything."

His face is beat red, "Uh, oh."

"Chris, what the hell is going on?"

He sighs, "I probably should've told you sooner…I'm an empath."

My eyes widen in shock, "You're a what? Since when?"

"Around my birthday. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I haven't anyone."

"Why?"

Chris just shrugs, "I don't know. I guess I didn't want to be teased about it."

"Well, in the future please let me say what I'm feeling before you react."

"Yes, ma'am."

I lean up and capture his lips. His hands roam my sides as mine bury in his hair. 'Ah, this is the life.'

(Insert Imagination)

Mel POV

Once I get home from Jerick's I make my way to my room. I was just about to open the door when I hear Wyatt's voice. "You might not want to go in there."

I whirl around to face my big brother, "Why not?"

"Steph and Chris are in there and Lord knows what they're doing."

I shudder, "'Kay, thanks. See you in the morning." I kiss Wyatt's cheek and go downstairs to sleep on the couch.

A/n I know it's been awhile but i was really inspired to finish this. So here we go again.