Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed.
A/N: Alright, I'm going to try and make the chapters longer, and as for the
dream, well you'll have to wait and see, won't you :p If there's anyone you
want to see more let me know (like more Andy/Glen/Wyatt/Grace/Melinda etc.)
*The Prince and the Princess* "Ugh." Prue rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and glanced at the clock on her bedside table. She'd been sleeping for half an hour. "I should probably tell the others about this." She decided, sat up and walked out into the hall.
Wyatt was sitting on the banister with Grace, chewing bubblegum. "Hi Aunt Prue!" He said cheerfully, waving. "Me and Grace are just." he blew a bubble to show what he was doing. "Blowing bubbles."
"I see you forgive her for throwing energy balls at you." Prue noted, and smiled at her nephew. He was such a forgiving little boy. "Paige, Piper, Phoebe! Can I talk to you guys for a sec?" She yelled down the stairs.
It didn't take long before all four sisters were assembled in Prue's room. "Yeah, what's up?" Paige asked, settling herself on the edge of the bed.
"I have something important to tell you. I fell asleep about half an hour ago and I dreamt that every time I tried to go near Wyatt, Grace, Mellie and Paige's new baby I just was zapped into another room or something. Then I was in the nursery and Andy was saying how the twins needed feeding and they were still on breast milk and there were two bassinets, a pink and a blue one. And as I went near them. well I didn't go anywhere. I just woke up. Do you think it means anything?" Prue asked.
"It could." Phoebe said thoughtfully. "I mean having a peek in the future in your dream is definitely possible."
"Except Prue can't get pregnant." Paige pointed out softly. "So how is that possible? Maybe it was just a dream."
"Well there's only one way of finding out." Piper said firmly. "Prue, you've got to take a pregnancy test. It's just a precaution. We should know just in case."
"I guess you're right. Andy and I have been still trying for a baby." Prue trailed off and wondered if Piper could be right.
"That's a tad too graphic for me." Paige said, wrinkling her nose. "Next time spare me the details."
"I did!" Prue protested. "I'm gonna orb down to the drug store and pick one up. They should still be open." She disappeared in a flurry of white lights. Piper watched as she orbed out, and then got up. She still hadn't talked to Leo.
He had just finished changing when she went into their room. "Leo, we need to talk." Leo shot her an apologetic glance.
"I'm sorry Piper but I've got to go. Can we talk later?" His tone was somewhat impatient.
"Where do you need to go?" Piper demanded. "There is no major demon crisis going on as far as I can see!"
"My other charges still have demons to deal with. And sometimes they're inner demons." Leo said defensively. "You don't believe me do you?"
"Leo, I just-"
"I'm sorry but I have to go." He leaned in to kiss her, but she gave him her cheek. Leo shot her an exasperated glance before orbing out. A single tear rolled down Piper's cheek, as she sat on the edge of the bed and picked up a framed photo of them only two years ago. "Why are things the way they are?" Piper whispered. "What happened between us?"
She looked up to see Paige leaning in the doorway, watching her. "Have you asked him those questions yet?" She inquired.
"No." Piper shook her head. "I know his charges are important, but I'm his wife as well as his charge! Don't I count for anything??"
"Of course you do." Paige insisted, stepping inside a bit more and sitting on an armchair. "He's just got a lot on lately."
"I hope you're right." Piper closed her eyes, miserable, then re-opened them, catching sight of the time. "It's nine already? I haven't even put the kids to bed. What kind of mother am I?" She demanded.
"Well Phoebe only finished putting Grace to bed." Paige pointed out.
"Yeah well." Piper mumbled. "I should probably be doing that now." Paige followed her to the hall, where Wyatt was still blowing bubbles. "Spit it out." Piper ordered. Wyatt obliged immediately, not wanting to suffer the wrath of Piper.
Piper herded him to the room he shared with Melinda. Melinda was already in her pajama's, jumping on her bed.
"You know, Leo used to help me do this at eight." Piper said angrily. "He used to be home by four thirty. Now he isn't even home at nine."
"Piper." Paige nodded at Wyatt and Melinda, who were climbing into bed. "I'm sure he has his reasons."
"Oh he has reasons alright. I just want to know if the reasons are true. Or if the reasons have anything to do with whitelighter business." Piper spat, pulling a book off the shelf. She seated herself in the rocking chair and opened it.
Paige hovered in the doorway, before remembering Glen's car had broken down and she was supposed to orb to his work and get him half an hour ago.
Piper began to read as Paige orbed out. "Once there was a Princess, who lived in a beautiful big castle. The princess was also beautiful, with long dark shiny hair. The Prince thought she was beautiful too, because he asked her if she would marry him. The princess said yes, and they fell in love, but the Prince's parents thought the Prince shouldn't marry her, and should find someone else."
Piper glanced up. It was one of Melinda's favorite stories, but Piper rarely heard it, because Leo and her took turns reading each night. Usually Leo read Melinda's favorites, and Piper read Wyatt's, but Leo hadn't been home.
"They stopped the Prince from seeing the Princess, but he visited her secretly anyway. They got married, and the Prince's mother and father, the King and Queen, finally agreed to the Prince marrying her. Years and years passed, and the Prince and Princess were very much in love. They grew old together and had a son, who was seven, and a daughter, who was three. They lived in a new castle with the Princess' sisters and their husbands and children. They all lived happily ever after."
Piper checked on Melinda and Wyatt. Both of them were sound asleep, so she crept out and went to her room. Curling up in a ball on the bed, she shut her eyes to rest for a bit, but the fairy tale kept coming back to her.
'Long dark shiny hair. the Prince shouldn't marry her. find someone else. a son who was seven and a daughter who was three. lived in a new castle with the Princess' sisters and their husbands and children. happily ever after.'
Piper sat up with a gasp. There was no possible way a fairy tale would be able to tell her life story. And besides, the way her and Leo were going she wasn't going to get a happy ending.
*The Prince and the Princess* "Ugh." Prue rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and glanced at the clock on her bedside table. She'd been sleeping for half an hour. "I should probably tell the others about this." She decided, sat up and walked out into the hall.
Wyatt was sitting on the banister with Grace, chewing bubblegum. "Hi Aunt Prue!" He said cheerfully, waving. "Me and Grace are just." he blew a bubble to show what he was doing. "Blowing bubbles."
"I see you forgive her for throwing energy balls at you." Prue noted, and smiled at her nephew. He was such a forgiving little boy. "Paige, Piper, Phoebe! Can I talk to you guys for a sec?" She yelled down the stairs.
It didn't take long before all four sisters were assembled in Prue's room. "Yeah, what's up?" Paige asked, settling herself on the edge of the bed.
"I have something important to tell you. I fell asleep about half an hour ago and I dreamt that every time I tried to go near Wyatt, Grace, Mellie and Paige's new baby I just was zapped into another room or something. Then I was in the nursery and Andy was saying how the twins needed feeding and they were still on breast milk and there were two bassinets, a pink and a blue one. And as I went near them. well I didn't go anywhere. I just woke up. Do you think it means anything?" Prue asked.
"It could." Phoebe said thoughtfully. "I mean having a peek in the future in your dream is definitely possible."
"Except Prue can't get pregnant." Paige pointed out softly. "So how is that possible? Maybe it was just a dream."
"Well there's only one way of finding out." Piper said firmly. "Prue, you've got to take a pregnancy test. It's just a precaution. We should know just in case."
"I guess you're right. Andy and I have been still trying for a baby." Prue trailed off and wondered if Piper could be right.
"That's a tad too graphic for me." Paige said, wrinkling her nose. "Next time spare me the details."
"I did!" Prue protested. "I'm gonna orb down to the drug store and pick one up. They should still be open." She disappeared in a flurry of white lights. Piper watched as she orbed out, and then got up. She still hadn't talked to Leo.
He had just finished changing when she went into their room. "Leo, we need to talk." Leo shot her an apologetic glance.
"I'm sorry Piper but I've got to go. Can we talk later?" His tone was somewhat impatient.
"Where do you need to go?" Piper demanded. "There is no major demon crisis going on as far as I can see!"
"My other charges still have demons to deal with. And sometimes they're inner demons." Leo said defensively. "You don't believe me do you?"
"Leo, I just-"
"I'm sorry but I have to go." He leaned in to kiss her, but she gave him her cheek. Leo shot her an exasperated glance before orbing out. A single tear rolled down Piper's cheek, as she sat on the edge of the bed and picked up a framed photo of them only two years ago. "Why are things the way they are?" Piper whispered. "What happened between us?"
She looked up to see Paige leaning in the doorway, watching her. "Have you asked him those questions yet?" She inquired.
"No." Piper shook her head. "I know his charges are important, but I'm his wife as well as his charge! Don't I count for anything??"
"Of course you do." Paige insisted, stepping inside a bit more and sitting on an armchair. "He's just got a lot on lately."
"I hope you're right." Piper closed her eyes, miserable, then re-opened them, catching sight of the time. "It's nine already? I haven't even put the kids to bed. What kind of mother am I?" She demanded.
"Well Phoebe only finished putting Grace to bed." Paige pointed out.
"Yeah well." Piper mumbled. "I should probably be doing that now." Paige followed her to the hall, where Wyatt was still blowing bubbles. "Spit it out." Piper ordered. Wyatt obliged immediately, not wanting to suffer the wrath of Piper.
Piper herded him to the room he shared with Melinda. Melinda was already in her pajama's, jumping on her bed.
"You know, Leo used to help me do this at eight." Piper said angrily. "He used to be home by four thirty. Now he isn't even home at nine."
"Piper." Paige nodded at Wyatt and Melinda, who were climbing into bed. "I'm sure he has his reasons."
"Oh he has reasons alright. I just want to know if the reasons are true. Or if the reasons have anything to do with whitelighter business." Piper spat, pulling a book off the shelf. She seated herself in the rocking chair and opened it.
Paige hovered in the doorway, before remembering Glen's car had broken down and she was supposed to orb to his work and get him half an hour ago.
Piper began to read as Paige orbed out. "Once there was a Princess, who lived in a beautiful big castle. The princess was also beautiful, with long dark shiny hair. The Prince thought she was beautiful too, because he asked her if she would marry him. The princess said yes, and they fell in love, but the Prince's parents thought the Prince shouldn't marry her, and should find someone else."
Piper glanced up. It was one of Melinda's favorite stories, but Piper rarely heard it, because Leo and her took turns reading each night. Usually Leo read Melinda's favorites, and Piper read Wyatt's, but Leo hadn't been home.
"They stopped the Prince from seeing the Princess, but he visited her secretly anyway. They got married, and the Prince's mother and father, the King and Queen, finally agreed to the Prince marrying her. Years and years passed, and the Prince and Princess were very much in love. They grew old together and had a son, who was seven, and a daughter, who was three. They lived in a new castle with the Princess' sisters and their husbands and children. They all lived happily ever after."
Piper checked on Melinda and Wyatt. Both of them were sound asleep, so she crept out and went to her room. Curling up in a ball on the bed, she shut her eyes to rest for a bit, but the fairy tale kept coming back to her.
'Long dark shiny hair. the Prince shouldn't marry her. find someone else. a son who was seven and a daughter who was three. lived in a new castle with the Princess' sisters and their husbands and children. happily ever after.'
Piper sat up with a gasp. There was no possible way a fairy tale would be able to tell her life story. And besides, the way her and Leo were going she wasn't going to get a happy ending.