Title: Coming Home 20/?
Author: Christen (purplehaysc@hotmail.com) if you want to email me during the week email me at (cha005@latech.edu)
Disclaimer: this is a fanfic about Passions, Charmed and 7th heaven
Distribution: Take it, but let me know. If you have any of my other fics, go ahead.
Comments: email me all you comments and suggestions
Brittany opened her eyes.
"How are you doing?" Whitney asked.
"Where am I?"
"In the hospital. You fainted. Mrs. Bennett found you outside her sister-in-law's room. What were you doing there?"
She looked away.
"Brittany…."
"I came to talk to Mr. Bennett."
"Why?"
"I wanted to see if he was my father!"
"Brittany!"
"I'm sorry. I just… I can't help it. I just wanted to know who my father was."
"Why? Isn't our life good enough?"
"Yes our life is great but I just feel like I'm missing something…. someone."
There was a knock at the door.
"I'll be back." Whitney said.
"Mom, don't be mad, please don't be mad." Brittany asked as her mother closed the door.
"So Whit were you ever going to tell us you had a daughter?" Noah asked as Whit came out.
"Yeah how could you keep a secret like that from your two best friends." Theresa asked.
"This coming from the girl who didn't tell me she had five kids and was married to a doctor." Whitney said.
"Yeah Resa I think she's got you there." Noah said.
"Don't you say a word Mr. Chief of Police who's married to a minister with two kids." Theresa said.
"Ok, so we've all kept some things." Whitney said.
"Is she going to be ok?" Noah asked.
"Yeah, she just fainted. The doctors said it was from shock."
"What was she doing outside of Kay's room any way?" Theresa asked.
"Hoping to find out if Noah was her father."
"What!" Noah said shocked.
"Who is her father, any way?" Theresa asked.
"None other than Chad Harris, who else?" Whitney said but another name came in her head, Fox Crane.
"You ok?" Noah asked Brittany as he entered the room.
"Depends on if your father and if what I think I saw really happened."
"Well I'm not your father and I'm not really sure what you think you saw." Noah said as he took the seat next to her.
"Oh." Brittany said sadly.
"Believe me I'm not the best father so you should be happy, ask my kids."
"You're better than no father, anyone is better than no father."
"Whit can't be that bad."
"Whit?"
"That's what I've always called your mother. You know she was my best friend."
"But you never loved her?"
"Past friends no. But I bet she's a great mother."
"The only one I got."
"So why are you so desperate to find your father?"
"Because I want someone who has time for me." Brittany said sadly.
Whitney walked into the bar and took a seat in the back. She was dreading talking to Chad. She just didn't know how to tell him with out stirring up a lot of feelings she had killed a long time ago. She had left him for a good reason. She just couldn't stir up those feelings without telling him the truth and the truth was something she couldn't accept. So instead she denied it; it was easier to live a lie. No one needed to know the truth not even her daughter. But Brittany was getting fed up with the lies, just as Whitney had.
"What's going on? Mom, why is Dad so mad?" Whitney asked.
"Whitney not now." Her mother said.
"No I want the truth, please just tell me the truth. I deserve to know the truth!" Whitney had demanded it. And she had gotten it and it had changed her life forever.
"Whitney?" Chad asked confused as Whitney came up to the bar.
"Yeah it's me." She said taking a seat.
"Um… why are you here?" Chad asked confused.
"Give me a hard drink and then I'll answer your question."
Chad started to fix a drink and then brought it over to Whitney. "So what are you drinking about?"
"Do I always have to have something to drink about?"
"Must people do and I'd know because I've been a bartender for a long time."
"Yeah that's what I've heard."
"So why are you drinking?"
"Brittany."
"Brittany? Who's Brittany?"
"Our daughter."
"What?"
"We have a daughter."
"I think I've met her."
"You have?"
"She came her with Jamie, Ethan's son, last night. She had a lot of questions."
"Yeah she was trying to figure out if you were her father."
"Why… Why are you just telling me this now?"
"Because I realized that lying to me daughter was just like what my parents did to me and that's what made me hate my parents so much."
"Does she know yet that I'm her father?"
"No."
"Are you planning on telling her?"
"I was hoping you would."
"What did you parents lie to you about?"
"You."