The Warren Witch
Summary: One thousand years after Melinda Warren's death, her line has come down to just one person - sixteen-year-old Regina Warren. When Gina finds out the truth about her biological family - as well as the woman who raised her - will she be able to handle it?
Setting: San Francisco, CA, Year 2654
Disclaimer: I don't own Melinda, Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Paige, the Book of Shadows, or anything else recognisable. Gina, and any other characters not from the show, are mine.
A/N: Please review. And, yanno, read the thing. But yeah...
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"Gina, you're going to be late!"
"I'm coming!" Regina Warren called down to her foster mother. Sighing, the fifteen-year-old ran a comb through her hair one more time, and ran down to the kitchen, taking the stairs two at a time.
She paused to admire the slender, beautiful woman standing behind the kitchen counter. Gina couldn't put her finger on it, but there had always been something about her foster mother that gave off a comforting, warm feeling, and at the same time inspired awe. The feeling was... Well, it was almost magical.
"Gi, your lunch money's on the table. You've got a few minutes, want some breakfast?" her foster mother offered.
"Just coffee." Gina said.
Her foster mother poured her a cup, but also pushed a granola bar across the counter at her. "Hey, what do you want to do for your birthday tomorrow? I was thinking we could go out to dinner. Or we can stay here, and I can cook. Or something."
Gina shrugged. She ate the granola bar and downed the coffee, then looked at the clock and swore. "Damn, I am going to be late."
Her foster mother handed Gina her backpack and gave her a quick kiss. "Have a good day, sweetie," she said.
Gina nodded and flew out the door, calling back to her foster mother, "Love you, Prue!"
Summary: One thousand years after Melinda Warren's death, her line has come down to just one person - sixteen-year-old Regina Warren. When Gina finds out the truth about her biological family - as well as the woman who raised her - will she be able to handle it?
Setting: San Francisco, CA, Year 2654
Disclaimer: I don't own Melinda, Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Paige, the Book of Shadows, or anything else recognisable. Gina, and any other characters not from the show, are mine.
A/N: Please review. And, yanno, read the thing. But yeah...
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"Gina, you're going to be late!"
"I'm coming!" Regina Warren called down to her foster mother. Sighing, the fifteen-year-old ran a comb through her hair one more time, and ran down to the kitchen, taking the stairs two at a time.
She paused to admire the slender, beautiful woman standing behind the kitchen counter. Gina couldn't put her finger on it, but there had always been something about her foster mother that gave off a comforting, warm feeling, and at the same time inspired awe. The feeling was... Well, it was almost magical.
"Gi, your lunch money's on the table. You've got a few minutes, want some breakfast?" her foster mother offered.
"Just coffee." Gina said.
Her foster mother poured her a cup, but also pushed a granola bar across the counter at her. "Hey, what do you want to do for your birthday tomorrow? I was thinking we could go out to dinner. Or we can stay here, and I can cook. Or something."
Gina shrugged. She ate the granola bar and downed the coffee, then looked at the clock and swore. "Damn, I am going to be late."
Her foster mother handed Gina her backpack and gave her a quick kiss. "Have a good day, sweetie," she said.
Gina nodded and flew out the door, calling back to her foster mother, "Love you, Prue!"