Chapter Two-A Scared Lieutenant

Walking into the San Francisco police department, Wyatt begins to look for a particular lieutenant. Spotting him in the corner, Wyatt approaches him. "Hi." Looking up, the cop is surprised to see who is staring him in the face. "What are you doing here Mr. Delinquent? Need help busting out? Cause you can forget it." "No, I need your help Mr. Morris." "You know my name? I'm surprised. And you need my help? With what?" "Well, since you're a lieutenant and all, you have access to certain records. Like birth certificates. I was wondering if you could help me find mine. I would like to know who my family was.." Softening a little at the predicament, Darryl begins to study the kid in front of him; tall and gangly but relatively good looking; probably really good at sports. *thinking* "if he could EVER stay focused on anything."

"Ok kid. I'll help you, but it's only because I like you, and I need you to get off my back."

Face lighting up, Wyatt agrees to help Darryl in his search. "Ok, where to?"

Following Darryl into the records room, Darryl boots up the computer to search the database.

"Ok, lets see.wait, what's your last name kid?"

"oh. Well, I actually don't know. I've only ever been called Wyatt Matthew."

"Well, when's your birthday?"

Wyatt tells him that it's February 23rd, and the search begins. Initially they come up with a search page of 200 responses.

"This is going to take forever for me to do all by myself. Care to help Wyatt?"

"Yeah! I mean, sure-that's cool."

Booting up a second computer the two begin to search for Wyatt's name amongst the many that are present.

An hour passes as Wyatt and Darryl look through the database.

"We're not getting anywhere. I think we should just come back tomorrow."

"Ok, I guess you're right."

Getting up to leave Wyatt follows and impulse and clicks on one more file.

"Hang on! I think I found it! It says Wyatt Matthew Halliwell, born February 23rd!"

Hearing that name, Darryl jerks around and looks at it himself. "Halliwell. oh dear god."

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Wyatt senses that Darryl knows something.

"Mr. Morris? What's wrong? I like the name Halliwell. What do you know about it? What are you hiding?"

"Nothing kid-I swear it. Look it's just that...never mind."

"Well, I like the name, it sounds powerful. Wyatt Matthew Halliwell. It seems as though I've always known that name, and now that I know it's mine, it's like it's not even a surprise."

Darryl is beginning to panic. *thinking* "Ok, there's plenty of Halliwell's within San Francisco. He could be someone else's son. Then why do I have this horrible sense of foreboding?"

Wyatt begins to search through the files. "Wow! There's a bunch of classified information in here!"

Darryl regains his composure, and snatches the file away from Wyatt. "Look, that's enough, you know who you are, now leave me alone."

Wyatt begins to become angry. "Hey! This is who I am! You promised to help me figure it out, and now that we've found something you're going to just walk away? Hell no! I'm going to look through this. There's bound to be something in here to lead me to what my family was!"

Darryl becomes equally as frustrated and decides to let him look through the file and see what he finds. "It can't be that bad. Just where he was born and stuff. What else is there to find?"

Wyatt is now fully engrossed in the file. "Just random clips of stuff, wait- unsolved murder cases? Why would that be in this file? Hey! There are pictures!"

Beginning to leaf through the pictures Wyatt comes across one that makes his heart stop. It's a picture of a beautiful woman with a man. The man is tall with blonde hair and blue eyes. Wyatt begins to think. "THE EYES. Oh my god! I've seen those eyes before-in my dream!"

Turning to Darryl, Wyatt points out the picture to him. "Look what I found. Who's that man?"

Darryl turns around and his deepest fears are confirmed. "Piper and Leo!"

Wyatt becomes confused. "Who's that? You know these people? Who are they? Please tell me!"

Darryl starts to battle his inner thoughts. "ok, if i tell him, he's going to be so confused. But then if I don't tell him he'll be even more confused as to why and he'll do more research and find out stuff he doesn't need to know just yet."

Deciding, Darryl turns to Wyatt. "We need to talk. Come to my office tomorrow and we'll have a chat. Its important so don't skip out on me okay kid?"

A confused Wyatt nods and follows Darryl out the door of the records room, never to know what he might be told in the next 24 hours...