Ok, another nice long chapter for you. Actually, I think this is my longest chapter so far :D be proud for me...
Well, as promised here is the dinner with Caitlin's parents, and also the baby's name right at the end of it...Hope you like it...since you all wanted to know what Caitlin's folks were going to say about the baby.
Boarding School Hell
Wyatt Halliwell paced the living room nervously, in fifteen minutes the parents of the mother of his child were going to be here, it was time for the discussion of what was going to happen now the baby was born. Why had they not done this sooner? Would that have not made much more sense? Obviously not, since they were having this conversation now, five days after the baby girl was born. Baby girl, they had not even given her a name yet, the poor thing. Wyatt already knew what he wanted the middle name to be, so he was going to let Caitlin chose a first name – well, if it was not too stupid like some of the girls their age, like Ruby Tuesday one girl at Baker High wanted to call her girl when she had one – but it was only fair that if he chose a middle name that, if Caitlin knew where it had come from she would hate, for her to chose the first name, she was her baby too and he could never deny that.
Ding dong!
Wyatt looked towards the hallway that would lead to the door, he was that nervous he dared not to open it. He looked down at what he was wearing, a red shirt and black trousers. Piper had told everybody to dress up for this, and this what came out of his closet, but something told him he still did not look just right and this had to be perfect so Caitlin's parents could come to some agreement with him and Chris.
Ding dong!
Taking a deep breath, Wyatt prepared himself to answer the door.
"Hey, are you gonna get that or not?" Parker asked as he ran past the doorway to the living room and opened the front door. He too was dressed up, in a black shirt and trousers, since he wanted to stick around for the dinner and promising he would not cause any trouble, Piper agreed to let him stay, since she knew something was going to affect him – although she had not told anybody except Leo and her sisters (well Prue) that.
Wyatt heard his little brother open the door and already Caitlin's father was not happy.
"Finally," he could hear Mr Summers' voice, "How long does it take you people to answer a door."
"Sorry, sir," Parker said as he lead the three people to the living room, "Can me and Wyatt get you a drink at all?"
"I'll have a white wine," Mrs Summers said as she sat on the couch and looked at the two teen boys, "And so will my husband."
Wyatt watched the two adults as they seemed to look down their nose at him, then he looked at Caitlin, who seemed just as nervous as he felt. Luckily, they were all dressed smartly, which meant Wyatt could sigh and not feel so dressed up.
"Caitlin?" Wyatt asked, finally getting his tongue to speak, "You want a drink?"
"Can I get an orange juice please?" She asked sweetly, almost as if she was embarrassed by her parents' attitudes towards the two boys. With a nod of his head, Wyatt left the living room, closely followed by Parker.
"Oh my God!" Parker exhaled as they both got into the kitchen, "I swear he was going to like bite my head off or something then!" Wyatt never said a word and just went to the fridge for the wine and orange juice.
"Are they here, sweetie?" Piper's voice came from the oven as she was taking the Lasagne out.
"Yeah mom," Parker nodded, "And they don't seem so happy." Piper just rolled her eyes and shook her head. They were still blaming all of this on Wyatt, when in reality it took both of them to make this mistake. What was wrong with these people?
"Hey, Wy, have you seen my dog tags?" Chris asked walking in through the door, dressed in a jade green shirt and black trousers. Wyatt looked at his lover as he put the bottle of wine back in the fridge, along with the orange juice, he bit the corner of his lower lip, the green shirt brought out the green in Chris' eyes and Wyatt just wanted to jump him there and then and smother him with kisses, but no he would not do that, not right now anyway, that could wait until later when they were alone in their room.
"Wyatt?" Chris asked, as the blonde was not giving an answer, just staring at him. The middle Halliwell in the room shook his head slowly, causing Chris to frown with a sigh and start to think. He had taken them off when he went for a run earlier and now he could remember where he had put them.
"When did you last have them, sweetie?" Piper asked, maybe she could help jog his memory.
"Before I went for a run," Chris stated, his brain ticking, "But I can't remember where I put them."
"On the desk," Wyatt finally spoke, "You said you'd put them there so you didn't lose them."
"I'm sure I checked there." Chris mumbled as he left the room shaking his head.
"Where's Leo?" Piper suddenly asked, realising he was missing from the dinner. She had managed to get Paige and Henry to look after Matthew again, but she had not seen her husband since then, and she needed him just to keep Caitlin's father talking while she spoke to her mother and Wyatt, Chris and Parker could talk to Caitlin, make each of them see sense separately.
"He was in the shower about fifteen minutes ago," Parker said, looking at his watch as he took the two wine glasses off the counter and started walking to the door, "I'll go and check what's taking him so long after I get these to Mr and Mrs Obnoxious."
"Parker…" Piper started in a stern tone, but the 16-year-old boy just rolled his eyes.
"I know, mom," Parker nodded, "I won't say it while they're in ear-shot. Piper glared as her middle son left the room, which had Wyatt laughing at his brother's comment. Making his way out of the kitchen with Caitlin's orange juice, he could feel Piper's eyes burning into him. Turning around, Wyatt had a sheepish grin on his face.
"C'mon, mom, it was funny. They are being obnoxious."
"Go on, out with you." The 55-year-old simply stated at the younger Halliwell in the room, pointing to the door with her index finger.
Wyatt did as he was told and made his way to the living room, where Parker was trying to make small talk with the parents until Wyatt got there.
"Here you go." Wyatt said softly to his ex-girlfriend, as he passed her the glass of juice. Smiling, she took it from him.
"Right, I'm gonna see where dad is." Parker stated and made his way up the stairs, which now left Wyatt to make the small talk with two people who absolutely hated him. He sat in the chair opposite them and looked around the room, thinking of something to say.
"Have you seen her yet?" Caitlin was the first one to talk. Wyatt looked at her and nodded with a smile.
"She's gorgeous."
"I know," the 16-year-old girl agreed, "She has your eyes."
"My mom and dad keep reminding me," The Halliwell laughed, "How are you? You look great by the way."
"Thanks," she blushed slightly, she knew she still had the weight from the pregnancy and did not exactly look stunning, but she would always blush if Wyatt gave her a compliment, even before they dated, "I'm good though…" But she was cut off by her father.
"No thanks to you," he scoffed, "You weren't even there for her, what was wrong? 2am too late at night for you or were you in somebody else's bed?" Wyatt looked at him, had nobody told him that Wyatt was in a boarding school? He thought for a while on how to answer this carefully, since as a matter of a fact he was in somebody else's bed, he was in Chris' at the time, but that was not the reason he was not there.
"I'm in a Boarding School, Mr Summers," he said carefully, "Trinity."
"Oh that's right," the man nodded, "You were expelled from Baker weren't you? For fighting if I'm right?"
"Mr Summers, I was in a bad time in my life then," Wyatt tried to talk to the man, but he did not seem to be listening, however his wife did so he carried on, "I've changed though. I've not been in any fights since I've changed schools," they did not need to know the one with Naff, "I've stayed out of trouble," surely his parents would not tell them about the suspension, "and my grades have gone up." Now that was true.
"Your grades have gone up?" Caitlin questioned him with a slight laugh.
"I quit basketball," the Halliwell nodded, "And I'm concentrating on my studies. The only grade that hasn't gone up is algebra, but you know how much I hate that. It's at a C so I'm happy. So, any change since she's been born, you know we really need a name."
"You talk like it's naming a dog," Caitlin laughed slightly, "But yes we need to think of a name. And yes there's been change since she's been born. I can finally sleep without somebody kicking my kidneys through the night." The two teens shared a laugh, like nothing bad had been said between them. Wyatt could not help but notice how she had changed since giving birth. She actually seemed slightly normal, how she was before Wyatt broke up with her and she found out she was pregnant.
Before anything else could be said, Chris came running down the stairs.
"You find it?" Wyatt asked, and smiled to see a nod from his brunette lover, "Where I said it was?"
"Yes Wyatt, it was where you said it was."
"I don't think we've met," Caitlin's father pointed out as he stood up to greet Chris, "Mr Summers."
"Caitlin's father," Chris nodded, shaking the man's hand, "Chris Perry. I'm a friend from Wyatt's school."
"Ah, you're at the boarding school then."
"Yes sir," Chris nodded his head, glancing to Wyatt to find a confused look on his face as the two males sat down, Mr Summers back where he was before and Chris in the chair next to Wyatt, "I'm graduating in four months."
"So you're the same grade as Wyatt." Chris just nodded his head in reply and then looked towards Caitlin, who quickly diverted her eyes away from the Perry to her orange juice. Had she not told her parents that Wyatt was gay? Was she still expecting them both to get back together, and for her parents to sort that out?
"Have you seen my dad?" Wyatt suddenly asked his boyfriend, "Parker went upstairs and…"
"They're coming," Chris rolled his eyes, "Your dad couldn't find the tie he wanted." The Halliwell simply raised an eyebrow and took a deep sigh with a shake of his head. Leo could not find the right tie? As if this night really mattered to him, surely if Wyatt could not raise the child then it would be better on him since Wyatt would not be around asking for favours all the time, which everybody knew was going to happen.
"Is your father not down yet?" Piper asked, as she walked to the doorway, her hands on her hips.
"On his way, apparently." Wyatt pointed out before Piper smiled to her guests.
"Dinner is ready, by the way, if you would like to sit at the dining table. Can Wyatt or Chris refresh your drinks while I go and get my husband?"
"I'm ok, thank you." Mrs Summers smiled to Piper, making Piper wonder just what her two boys were on about.
"I'll have another." Mr Summers said as they all made their way into the dining area, so that was what they meant. This was going to be a wonderful evening, Piper thought to herself. Wyatt took the glass from his daughter's grandfather and then looked at his ex-girlfriend.
"Caitlin?"
"I'm ok, thanks."
Chris watched as Wyatt made his way to the kitchen, he contemplated following, but if they did not know about he and Wyatt then it was probably best to stay, he did not want to mess anything up tonight for the sake of the baby that was still in the incubator.
"There you are!" Piper sighed, as Leo walked in before she reached the stairs, with Parker just behind him, "Where have you been?"
"Don't ask, mom." Parker glared as he walked to the table, and sat next to Chris. They had already decided that Wyatt was going to sit opposite Chris so neither of their hands 'accidentally' wandered if things got tense.
Once Wyatt was back in the room, everybody sat down to start eating, which of course was in silence, leaving Piper or Leo to come up with something to say. The two adults looked at each other, trying to get each other to start the conversation.
"Piper, this is lovely," Mrs Summers started the conversation instead, "Where did you learn to cook?"
"I inherited it, I guess," Piper smiled, "My Grams was a brilliant cook. Wyatt's picked it up too."
"If you're anywhere near as good as your mother," she now turned to the 18-year-old, "You'll go far."
"Thanks." Wyatt blushed slightly, his family were now on at him to think about being a chef, but he never had really taken it into much thought.
"Chris, how have you done in your SATs? I heard the results came out last week." Mr Summers now turned his attention to the Perry, what was he doing asking him all these questions?
"Actually, I'm not taking them until May," Chris stated, "I applied a little late for last month's set of exams."
"You didn't think about them in your junior year?" Caitlin's father asked with a frown, "Caitlin took hers in November."
"There's been a few things going on in my life," Chris tried to dance around the subject, "And I didn't feel ready enough for them."
"Nothing too serious I hope."
Just my parents dying when I was a freshman and my grandpa dying in September and getting engaged and calling it off, Chris thought to himself as he shook his head with a fake smile, Oh and realising I was bi-sexual and now gay, so no nothing too serious. As if Wyatt could read Chris' mind, he gave him a sympathetic glare. Chris just rolled his green eyes and then closed them for a millisecond, wishing for the conversation to get back onto Wyatt, or even on to the baby, how about Piper and Leo start the conversation about the baby.
"Wyatt, aren't you retaking your SATs?" Piper asked her eldest son, who looked over while taking a drink from his wine.
"Oh, yeah, in May with Chris." The 18-year-old nodded and then looked at Mr Summers with a smile, but it was not returned.
"You didn't study then, I take it." He was not impressed.
"Not enough," Wyatt answered truthfully, "I'm not the most gifted student, especially when it comes to math, but Chris is a wiz…"
"Not quite." Wyatt rolled his eyes at the comment.
"And he's going to help me study," then he looked at him with a smirk, "Like I have to help him with history. Hey Chris, was Hitler a real person?"
"I got confused, ok!" Chris put his hands up in defence, while Piper, Leo, Parker and Mrs Summers laughed, even Caitlin seemed to giggle.
"You didn't think Hitler was real?" Parker laughed at the brunette next to him.
"I don't get history, it doesn't sink in," Chris shrugged, "Give me algebra or calculus any day of the week."
"You know your math then."
"He's a wiz." Wyatt stated again.
"I'm not," Chris shook his head, "I'm getting an A- average."
"Hey, can you teach me it?" Parker asked, "I've got my SATs in June."
"I hope you're going to study for them, Parker," Mr Summers said, "Not like your brother here. It says a lot when somebody has to retake his SATs."
"Actually, dad," Caitlin interrupted the conversation, "I'm going to retake mine next year, I didn't do that great in November."
"Yes darling, but you were pregnant."
"Three months on," the 16-year-old pointed out to her father, "You didn't know at the time and you weren't exactly happy with my score and said I didn't have an excuse."
"Not now, Caitlin."
The Halliwells and Chris decided to stay out of the conversation, sensing some tension between Caitlin and her father.
"It's a good job you're not keeping the baby then isn't it," Mr Summers now started talking, "After all, you're going to need all the time you can get revising to make sure you get a good score."
Piper, Leo, Wyatt, Chris and Parker could not help but hear what the man had just said.
"I'm sorry, what's happening with the baby?" Wyatt asked about his daughter, since he had every right to know. He glanced quickly at Chris, and could see his green eyes darting between himself and Mr Summers, wondering the same thing.
"Caitlin's giving it up for adoption."
"Do I even get a say in this?"
"Like you could raise a child."
This time Piper spoke up.
"Excuse me?" she spoke to the man who sat opposite her at the table, "My son is perfectly capable of raising a child."
"Really?" Caitlin's father asked, "He's been expelled from one school for fighting, suspended countless times before that, gets into fights, has to resit his SATs and broke up with my daughter when he found out she was pregnant, like he wants anything to do with the baby."
"Wait a minute," Wyatt stopped his mother from saying anything, so he could get his say, he did not need her fighting his corner right now, "Yes I've been expelled from a school, but I've already said I turned my life around. I haven't been in any fights since," he hoped to God Chris did not say anything, "Yeah I'm re-doing my SATs, but that's to make my scores better so I can go to a better college. And I did not break up with Caitlin when I found out she was pregnant, I didn't even know until December, when I got back from school, and we had broken up four months before that."
"You're going to college, are you?" Mr Summers decided to ignore the little outburst and just focused on one thing, "And how are you going to find time to do that AND raise a child? And on another note, you may not have broken up with her, but you didn't do the honourable thing and get back with my daughter, did you?"
"I couldn't do that," Wyatt shook his head, "And I've thought this through about how to raise a child and go to college."
"You've thought it through?" the man scoffed, "Just tell me what you thought through. Did it involve my daughter at all?"
Everybody at the table now looked at Wyatt, he had got himself into this, it was up to him how to get himself out. Wyatt looked at Chris and took a deep breath. The Perry nodded his head to let Wyatt know he would be at his side if needs be, so Wyatt let out the breath that he had only just realised he was holding.
"No it did not involve Caitlin, it involves Chris," Wyatt said, earning a shocked look from Mrs Summers and a confused one from her husband, "I'm gay and I'm with Chris, hence why I can't get back with Caitlin to raise the baby with her. But me and Chris are going to…"
"You're not raising my granddaughter," Mr Summers was disgusted and horrified, "You're a fag, no fag should be allowed to raise a child," now he looked at Chris, who's eyes were wide at the man's words, "You both are together. How exactly did you expect to raise this child? I mean, it's going to grow up confused and be made fun of."
"SHE," Wyatt pointed out, hearing 'it' come from the man's mouth, "Will be raised in a loving home, with everything explained to her as she grows up."
Piper wanted to say something to the man that was sat in her house about how he had reacted about her son's openness, but she could see Wyatt was holding his own, so decided to stay out of it for now until he needed her. Leo was watching closely, keeping a close eye on his eldest step-son, in case something caused him to lash out, and another eye on Mr Summers who was agitating the two teen lovers even more.
Parker watched his brother, he wanted Wyatt to hit Caitlin's dad, but that would really not help matters. He looked at Caitlin, who also seemed shocked at how her father had reacted.
"Well, I'm not having it, you can't raise a child," Mr Summers said as if he was waving off the argument, "Besides, if you're in college you would not be able to afford it, like where would you all live?"
"I will stand by them both," Piper pointed out to the man, "And will help them with their financial needs."
"You know what," Wyatt sighed, no longer shouted, he actually seemed fed up with the situation and he needed to calm himself down so he did not lash out at his ex-girlfriend's father, "I don't care what you think, because while I'm around you can't put my daughter up for adoption. No court would allow it."
"A court would not allow two fags to raise a baby," the man shook his head, "You can't naturally have a child together so you should not be able to raise one together, whether biological it's your daughter or not."
"They would," Wyatt nodded, "There have been many cases, I've looked into it." Nobody knew what to say for a while, until Mr Summers stood up.
"Fine, you want to raise that bastard of a child then you do that," he shouted, "But don't be coming to my daughter for support because you won't be getting any. Come on, we're leaving."
Mr Summers stormed out of the house, leaving Caitlin and her mother looking shocked and embarrassed for him.
"I'm really sorry, Piper," Mrs Summers sighed, "It was a lovely dinner." As much as Piper wanted to hate this woman, she found she could not. She had not caused the argument, her husband had, so she smiled and thanked her before she left.
"Come along Caitlin."
"Sorry Mrs Halliwell," Caitlin sighed, not daring to look at anybody until she found she needed to talk to Wyatt, "Name her for me and look after her." Caitlin had changed so much in the past month since he argued with her over this same situation. All of a sudden she was happy for him to raise her. To Wyatt, Caitlin seemed to be on the verge of tears, possibly out of fear that she would never see her daughter again, but Wyatt would never stop her from seeing her, he would never have the heart. Now he could see what was making her such a bitch through the pregnancy, it was her father's voice constantly in her head, and that was what had been in her head that night on the phone.
"Call me if you want to see her." Wyatt smiled softly to his ex-girlfriend, who smiled thankfully before she left.
Chris watched as she left and actually felt sorry for her, even though he was not her biggest fan. He looked at Wyatt, who seemed to have similar thoughts, judging by the look of sadness on his face, and then at Piper who was now clearing the plates up.
"Do you all want desert?"
Nobody was answering out of the teens, so Chris finally spoke up.
"It might be best," he nodded, "Erm…there's some things that me and Wyatt need to talk to you about." The eldest Halliwell nodded her head and left the room with the dishes, followed by Leo with other sets of dishes. Wyatt and Chris looked at each other, seemingly to have a silent conversation. The Perry sighed and stood up, walking around the table and sitting where Caitlin was sat before.
"You ok?"
"I'm fine," Wyatt nodded, "I can't believe what her dad was like."
"Hey, just be happy you're not still with her." Parker pointed out to his older brother, but received glares from both the 18-year-olds.
"Look on the brightside," Chris smiled, "We have the baby."
"What are you gonna call her?"
Wyatt was not too sure, he had names going around in his head, but to be honest he was not really bothered as long as her middle name was Jane, that was all that mattered in her name.
Piper and Leo both walked back into the room, Leo now with his tie and top button of his shirt unfastened, obviously they could relax now that you know who were gone.
"I said one of them would change seats," Piper smiled at Leo as she put deserts in front of Wyatt and Chris, while Leo put two down one for Parker and the other for himself. Piper, who had carried three in, put the last one in her place and sat down.
"What is it you two want to talk to us about?" she asked, straight away, the tension in the room had completely cleared now, which was a relief. Chris looked at his blonde lover, waiting for him to say something, after all they were his parents.
"Well, you know that me and Chris are now definitely raising the baby," Wyatt frowned, his concern from last night in the back of his mind, "What's going to happen for the next four months until graduation?"
Piper and Leo seemed to share a smile, something that even Parker was confused about. The three teens sat, waiting for a reply, while the two adults decided on who should say something to Wyatt and Chris.
"We thought about that, sweetie," Piper finally said in her soft toned voice, "You can't take her to school with you, but while you're there, your room is free for us to move around and put a cot in there, just for the next four months while you finish school and get on your feet."
"Wait, so she's staying here?"
"Where else would she stay, Wyatt?" Leo asked, laughing slightly at his step-son's confused look, "It's only four months, I'm sure we can look after a baby for four months while you get through school and concentrate on your SATs."
"Are you sure though?" Wyatt asked now, "I mean, a baby in the house. My baby in the house…"
"And my granddaughter," Piper pointed out with a smile, in a tone that told them discussion was over, "Now all you need to do is give her a name."
"I'm gonna sleep on that one," Wyatt sighed, finishing off his desert, "I never really thought about it. I was going to let Caitlin decide a first name because I know what I want her middle name to be."
"What's that sweetie?" Piper asked.
"Jane."
Chris looked at Wyatt slightly shocked, he knew why Wyatt had wanted Jane to be the middle name, that was his mother's name.
"Where did Jane come from?" Parker asked, "Is that a little old?"
"It was Chris' mom's name," Wyatt stated, looking directly at his younger brother, who felt like he had put his foot in his mouth, "But first names I'm not too sure about."
"Well, you have all night, son," Leo nodded, "You think about it."
And Wyatt did. After dinner he, Chris and Parker put on a DVD while Piper went to pick up Matthew from Paige's house and Leo washed up, and after that DVD, another one was put on. Now, only Wyatt and Chris were up watching it, Wyatt resting his head on Chris' chest, enjoying the feeling of Chris playing with his golden curls.
"Wy?" Chris asked softly, he had not been watching the movie, his mind had been elsewhere, "Why are you giving her the middle name Jane?"
Wyatt looked up at Chris and sat up so he could look into his lover's green eyes.
"I love you," he shrugged, saying it in a matter of fact way, "And I want to give her a name that actually means something."
"But you could do that with your grams' names."
"Let's see, Patty – which my cousin's already called, and Joan," Wyatt raised his eyebrows, "I'm not too fond of either name. But with Jane, I figure you can also put anything with that, like Melinda Jane."
"Melinda Jane?" Chris questioned his lover, who seemed to smile.
"Oh, Melinda was my great-great-great-grandmother or something, I don't know, we have a family tree somewhere," he rested his head back on the brunette's chest, "I don't know, though, I'm still thinking." Chris smiled softly, going back to running his fingers through the blonde's locks.
"How about Summer?"
"Summer?" Wyatt questioned and seemed to think about it for a while, "Summer Jane Perry-Halliwell."
"Perry-Halliwell?" Chris laughed, "What the fuck, Wy?"
Again, the Halliwell sat up and looked at Chris.
"Well, c'mon, she's growing up with both of us, she's got to have both of our surnames there," Wyatt laughed, "Anyway, what made you come up with Summer?"
"Caitlin's surname," Wyatt frowned slightly, and looked away, "Unless you don't want her to be reminded of her own mother."
"Hey!" Wyatt protested, it was not that, it was just that he did not like the name Summer.
"Ok," Chris laughed, "I wasn't being totally serious there. You want another one? A serious one?" Wyatt bobbed his head up and down, "Elizabeth."
"Elizabeth Jane Perry-Halliwell," Wyatt thought with a smile, "Do you think she'll like it?"
"Does it matter, it's whether you like it," Chris laughed, "I mean, what kid really likes their name."
"What's wrong with yours?"
Chris raised an eyebrow with a smirk, but shook his head.
"What?"
"You still don't know my middle name, do you?"
"No," Wyatt suddenly realised, "You have to tell me now."
The Perry seemed to think long and hard about it but then looked at Wyatt with a smile, "It's Victor."
"Victor?"
"After my grandpa. Chris was from my grandpa on my mom's side and Victor from the one on my dad's side," the 18-year-old explained, "I hated it. I mean, I loved my grandpa to bits, but it was an old person's name, right?"
Wyatt laughed and pulled Chris into a hug.
"You are so cute at times," he laughed as he kissed the top of his head, "It makes me love you more."
"Ok, ok," Chris fought with the blonde, "You can let me go now."
Sighing, the Halliwell let go of his lover and they went back to being how they were before the conversation started. After a few minutes of just watching the movie, which neither of them really understood now, Wyatt sighed again.
"Elizabeth Jane Perry-Halliwell," he said, almost to himself, reminding him how it sounded, "I like it."
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