Consider the Obvious
Summary: A Charmed/X-Files crossover. Mulder and Scully investigate the mysterious disappearance of three sisters in San Fransisco. The first chapter is told from the POV of Piper's daughter, Lily.
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from The X-Files or Charmed.
A/N: Yeah, I know what you're thinking. An XF/Charmed crossover?!? It's crazy/stupid/whatever. I'm on ffn withdrawl, as the site's been down for the past few days, and this was the best I could come up with. Just please review it, and I don't care if I get flamed.
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I've never really been one to write things down. Especially things like this. This, I could never even speak about, let alone write it down. I didn't know where to start. Now I think I do. I was so young then. I'm older now. Stronger.
Maybe I should start from the beginning. My name is Lillian Prudence Halliwell-Wyatt. When I was ten years old, I saw my parents and aunts die.
Funny, how after all this time I can still remember every detail. I remember my mom, her long, soft brown hair, her warm, honey-coloured eyes. I can still see the way my dad used to smile whenever he looked at her. I remember my aunts. Aunt Paige was the free-spirited one, the one always looking to have fun. Aunt Phoebe was more serious, although mom said that she'd been exactly like Aunt Paige, before their oldest sister, my Aunt Prue, died. That was before I was born.
I remember after they died. I went to live with a foster parent, a nice woman who looked a lot like my mom. At the time I thought it was strange, she had the same name as my aunt, the one I was named after, who died before I was born. I guess I shouldn't say I went to live with her. She moved into the huge Victorian manor I'd inherited in order to raise me somewhere I'd feel safe. I still love her for that.
I clearly remember the day two FBI agents came to our door. The first one introduced himself as Fox Mulder. I remember thinking what a funny name that was. The second one was Dana Scully, but I, being a little kid, thought of her as simply the Pretty Lady. Agent Mulder took Prue into the kitchen to discuss something, while the Pretty Lady stayed in the living room and talked to me.
She was very nice. She asked me a few questions about what happened when Mom, Daddy, and the aunts died. She stopped whenever I got too upset, and talked about something else for a while.
Even at ten years old, I knew something was wrong with this picture. Why was the FBI involved? I asked Prue about it several times, but she always just shrugged it off. It wasn't until years later that I found out the reason.
There was nothing even remotely natural about what happened. My family was part of something that most people don't even know exists, something I still don't understand. And I can't help wondering if maybe I'm part of it, too...
Summary: A Charmed/X-Files crossover. Mulder and Scully investigate the mysterious disappearance of three sisters in San Fransisco. The first chapter is told from the POV of Piper's daughter, Lily.
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from The X-Files or Charmed.
A/N: Yeah, I know what you're thinking. An XF/Charmed crossover?!? It's crazy/stupid/whatever. I'm on ffn withdrawl, as the site's been down for the past few days, and this was the best I could come up with. Just please review it, and I don't care if I get flamed.
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I've never really been one to write things down. Especially things like this. This, I could never even speak about, let alone write it down. I didn't know where to start. Now I think I do. I was so young then. I'm older now. Stronger.
Maybe I should start from the beginning. My name is Lillian Prudence Halliwell-Wyatt. When I was ten years old, I saw my parents and aunts die.
Funny, how after all this time I can still remember every detail. I remember my mom, her long, soft brown hair, her warm, honey-coloured eyes. I can still see the way my dad used to smile whenever he looked at her. I remember my aunts. Aunt Paige was the free-spirited one, the one always looking to have fun. Aunt Phoebe was more serious, although mom said that she'd been exactly like Aunt Paige, before their oldest sister, my Aunt Prue, died. That was before I was born.
I remember after they died. I went to live with a foster parent, a nice woman who looked a lot like my mom. At the time I thought it was strange, she had the same name as my aunt, the one I was named after, who died before I was born. I guess I shouldn't say I went to live with her. She moved into the huge Victorian manor I'd inherited in order to raise me somewhere I'd feel safe. I still love her for that.
I clearly remember the day two FBI agents came to our door. The first one introduced himself as Fox Mulder. I remember thinking what a funny name that was. The second one was Dana Scully, but I, being a little kid, thought of her as simply the Pretty Lady. Agent Mulder took Prue into the kitchen to discuss something, while the Pretty Lady stayed in the living room and talked to me.
She was very nice. She asked me a few questions about what happened when Mom, Daddy, and the aunts died. She stopped whenever I got too upset, and talked about something else for a while.
Even at ten years old, I knew something was wrong with this picture. Why was the FBI involved? I asked Prue about it several times, but she always just shrugged it off. It wasn't until years later that I found out the reason.
There was nothing even remotely natural about what happened. My family was part of something that most people don't even know exists, something I still don't understand. And I can't help wondering if maybe I'm part of it, too...