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course we do because teenagers are so often the owners of multi-million TV
series. So if you were thinking about suing us GET A FRICKING LIFE AND STOP
PICKING ON PEOPLE WHO ARE YOUNGER THAN YOU. Thank you.
L: Seriously Michael take a flippin' chill pill! But yeah, actually I agree with him; if you think that TWO TEENAGERS FROM FREAKIN' SOUTHERN ENGLAND CREATED CHARMED....we really, really don't need to go down that road tonight, maybe tomorrow...
Anywhere here's the story.
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"What's going on, Chris?" Paige rounded on the young whitelighter as soon as she had slammed the door on the cops.
"W-what? Me? Why are you asking me?" He asked, totally confused.
"Because you're from the future and are supposed to know," Paige said irritation heavy in her voice. "Or are you gonna spout some of that 'can't change the future' crap. Because changing the future suits you when you want it to, but..." Chris held up his hands, cutting her off.
"I don't know what's happening, Paige. This never happened... and if it did you guys never told me about it."
"I'm gonna take Wyatt upstairs, ok?" Leo said. His son had his head on his father's shoulder and was nearly asleep.
"Awww, cute, we'll see you later honey." Piper said kissing both Wyatt and Leo. (A/N: Not in that way, God!)
"Chris, are you sure you don't know anything about this, because, in case you hadn't realised but I was just accused of kidnapping my own SON!!! So you know if you know anything about this we would love it if you told us." Piper said still not quite believing that she had been accused of kidnapping her own son. Chris shrugged.
"Sorry, can't help you there."
--------------Meanwhile at the police station-----------
The officers, who had been at the Halliwell Manor earlier that afternoon, were now looking through files. Trying to find out if what Piper Halliwell and Leo Wyatt were saying earlier was true.
"There's no record of a Wyatt Matthew Halliwell being born to a Piper Halliwell and a Leo Wyatt." The first cop said, pushing his wheeled chair away from the desk towards the coffeemaker and pouring himself a cup, all without getting up.
"Yeah? Well I'm having a hard time finding the supposed father. Had to go back to the twenties."
"You're kidding?"
"Nope. Only Leo Wyatt on record. Born 1924..." He clicked the mouse and added a few keystrokes.
"He doesn't look eighty..."
"...and according to these records died in World War Two." He finished.
"Oh."
"Let's get back over to that place with a warrant." They both grabbed their jackets off of the back of their chairs and headed out of the door.
**********
"Yes, I want to speak to Darryl Morris please. Tell him that it's Piper Halliwell and it's an emergency," There was a slight pause on the line and then Darryl came on. "Darryl, you've got to help me..."
"Piper, what is it? I'm in the middle of a meeting here..."
"It's Wyatt. They think that I've kidnapped Wyatt." Piper said panicking, Darryl spluttered down the phone at her.
"What the, what...I'll be over in a minute!"
"Really, are you sure? Because you said that you were in a meeting..." Piper asked him.
"Yeah, it wasn't anything that important. You can tell me everything as soon as I get over there." Darryl hung up.
"Darryl said he's gonna come over!" Piper yelled up the stairs to her husband. Before Leo had time to respond there was a knock at the door. "Coming!" Piper yelled to the door as she ran to open it. She opened the door and stood shocked.
"Officers, what can I do for you?" Piper said hiding the fact that seeing the same two men who had been waiting for them earlier scared her half to death. At least it did if they were here for the same reason that they were earlier. Leo walked up behind her and also looked shocked to see the officers on their doorstep.
"Ma'am, sir I'm Officer Browne and this is Officer Rees. We have a warrant; we'd like to search your house. We need to see a birth certificate of your son. And I'm afraid if you don't show some *real* ID, then we're gonna have to take you into custody." The cop said pointing at Leo.
"W-what?"
"You heard me, sir." Officer Brown pushed the warrant at Leo's chest and barged past them into the entryway.
"Whoa, them again?" Chris asked, coming out of the kitchen.
"And who are you?" Chris blinked.
"C-Chris..." He was ignored for now and the cops turned back to Piper. Leo still had the search warrant crumpled in his fist.
"The birth certificate, Ms. Halliwell?"
"Oh... Um... I'll just go and get that for you."
"I'd like officer Rees to accompany you."
"Why?"
"He thinks your going to jump out of the window and run away." Chris said in a slightly amused voice from his position leaning against the doorframe. The two cops glared at him but he just raised his eyebrows back at them. They got bored of the staring contest, mainly because they were loosing, and turned back to Leo.
"So, sir, a Driver's licence? A passport? Hell, even a library card..."
"Uh..." Leo made it look like he was feeling for his wallet. "I..."
"You loose your wallet again?" Chris asked, coming to Leo's rescue. Leo faked a sheepish grin.
"Yeah... Haven't seen t, have you?"
"Who knows, last time it turned up in the dryer." It worried Chris to realise how good at lying that he'd got. He had just spun that tale without batting an eyelid.
"Hey, guys I think I found our de-" Paige stopped as she saw Officer Brown. "De... De... Delightful restaurant. I had a napkin with the address on... And some of the lobster sauce."
"Oh, good, shall we go make that phone call, Paige? Was the number on the napkin too?" Chris and Paige left the foyer.
Within seconds Piper had frozen the Officer Rees, who was with her then froze Officer Brown in the entryway with Leo.
"Leo, Leo, I can't find Wyatt's birth certificate! Oh, crap, I could have sworn it was in the bedroom, but its not!" Piper said really panicking; she ran a hand through her hair distractedly. "Find any ID?"
"Uhhh.... no I didn't. What do you mean no birth certificate? Go back upstairs I'll find an excuse, and help you look, ok? Just go, quickly."
Piper had just made it back to the bedroom when the freeze wore off.
"I'm sorry officer, I don't seem to have any ID on me, but I think my passport's upstairs in the bedroom."
"Ok! Lead the way."
They got up to the bedroom and Piper froze the officers so that she and Leo could both look for the birth certificate.
"Damn it Leo! It's not here, I've looked so many times, but I swear I saw it the other day."
"Honey, shhh..." He soothed, hugging her and resting his chin on her head, and old thing that he did to make fun of her height. Piper was too distraught to notice. "It'll turn up I promise... but I have no ID, at least none that doesn't say I'm not Leo Wyatt!" Leo said as he tried to comfort his wife.
"They're going to take Wyatt away..."
"Nope. They're not." Phoebe was standing in the doorway, her laptop balanced on top of her printer.
"Phoebe? What's all that for?"
"Just keep freezing the cops." She placed the printer on the floor and plugged it in and the opened her laptop. Once it was booted up she pulled out the cord to Piper and Leo's phone and put her own modem cord in. she double clicked the Internet icon and waited.
"Piper..." Leo warned. She turned and flicked her wrists at the cops.
"Phoebe, what are you doing?" She asked.
"Give me a minute..." The middle sister said, adjusting her glasses and typing furiously. Piper sat behind her on the bed and looked at the screen. Her jaw dropped.
"Leo, she's in the database for the National Hall of Records..."
"Isn't that confidential?"
"Yeah, just slightly..."
"It's ok; I'll search for Wyatt's birth certificate and print off a copy. Then I will leave and you can 'find it' as if by magic. Got that?"
"Phoebe... It's so... illegal..." Phoebe shrugged and started typing. She frowned and typed slower, hitting 'enter' harder than usual.
"Oh dear..."
"What?"
"Wyatt's not here. He doesn't exist..."
"What?" Leo and Piper said together. Leo sat down behind Piper as well.
"Four babies were born in San Francisco that day. Three of them were girls and were all born in the maternity unit at the hospital. The fourth one was a boy who was born at home to a Betsy and Derek Morden... He's called Bernard Matthew Morden... He was born all the way on the other side of town..." She looked up, turning her neck so that she was looking over her shoulder at them. If you want my guess, I'd say that that's Wyatt."
Piper and Leo just stared at Phoebe, Piper had tears streaming down her face, and Leo was furious. But before either of them could say anything the cops unfroze again. Piper froze them before they turned around. She ushered Phoebe out of the room quickly. Phoebe slipped her fingers around to the side of the laptop, pulled out the cord and fled the room. Piper flicked her hands at the cops.
"Find anything ma'am?" Officer Rees asked.
"Find your passport yet sir?" Officer Brown asked Leo.
"Um, no I haven't found my passport, I don't know where it is, and it doesn't seem to be here..."
"Well, I know it's here somewhere, but I just can't find it..." Piper replied, in a real state now. She clung to Leo, both of knowing what was going to happen next.
"In that case, we have no option but to take the two of you into custody." Officer Rees walked up to Piper and put handcuffs on her, "Piper Halliwell, you are under arrest for kidnap. You do not have to say anything, but anything you do say may later be used against you in court."
Officer Brown walked up to Leo, "Leo Wyatt, you are under arrest for fraud and kidnap. You do not have to say anything, but anything you do say may later be used against you in court."
"What?!" They both cried, trying to feign surprise. But they knew it had been coming.
"Look, ok, I don't have any ID. But Piper didn't kidnap Wyatt. She gave birth to him on the dining room table, for Christ's sake!" Leo pulled against the handcuffs.
"Mr Wyatt I'll have to ask you to calm down." They led Piper and Leo downstairs. A woman was standing in the entryway dressed all in grey.
"They're arresting you?" Phoebe spluttered. Piper merely nodded, in too much shock to speak.
"Where's the baby?" The woman asked. She was social services and had come to take Wyatt.
"You are *not* taking him!" Phoebe yelled. A look passed between Paige and Chris and they both backed slowly up into the kitchen.
"Where's the baby?" She asked again, sounding more demanding this time. "Why are you people so delusional? The kid is not part of your family and never was. Didn't you notice her coming home with a seven month old baby and the claiming him as he own?!"
"That's not what happened." Phoebe said, shaking her head.
"You've all kept up this charade; you've all kept him here willingly, knowing that he had been taken from a loving family! You're all accomplices. There's a room that looks like a nursery upstairs. The kid should be in there."
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" Leo yelled, anger twisting his features, fighting against his restraints.
"Calm down!"
"We can and we will." Two uniformed policemen burst into the entryway, the two cops had called for backup.
"Phoebe Halliwell? We're arr-"
"What?! Let go of me!"
**********
"This is not good." Paige said in a low voice to Chris. They were hiding in the kitchen, listening to everything that was being said.
"Search the place. I want the whole gang."
'Gang?' Paige mouthed at Chris, who just shrugged. Footsteps came closer to the door and a cop rounded the corner. He saw Paige and Chris.
"Uh... run?" Paige suggested. Chris nodded and they both dashed for the back door.
"Hey!" The cop yelled but as soon as the door had swung shut they had orbed and gone.
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L: Hehehe! We're gonna leave you with that. So to find out what's going on, and what everyone's gonna do next you'll have to come back. But we're only updating if you people review. So review now! And remember we know where you live!
So until next time folks: Peace out!
L: Seriously Michael take a flippin' chill pill! But yeah, actually I agree with him; if you think that TWO TEENAGERS FROM FREAKIN' SOUTHERN ENGLAND CREATED CHARMED....we really, really don't need to go down that road tonight, maybe tomorrow...
Anywhere here's the story.
**********
"What's going on, Chris?" Paige rounded on the young whitelighter as soon as she had slammed the door on the cops.
"W-what? Me? Why are you asking me?" He asked, totally confused.
"Because you're from the future and are supposed to know," Paige said irritation heavy in her voice. "Or are you gonna spout some of that 'can't change the future' crap. Because changing the future suits you when you want it to, but..." Chris held up his hands, cutting her off.
"I don't know what's happening, Paige. This never happened... and if it did you guys never told me about it."
"I'm gonna take Wyatt upstairs, ok?" Leo said. His son had his head on his father's shoulder and was nearly asleep.
"Awww, cute, we'll see you later honey." Piper said kissing both Wyatt and Leo. (A/N: Not in that way, God!)
"Chris, are you sure you don't know anything about this, because, in case you hadn't realised but I was just accused of kidnapping my own SON!!! So you know if you know anything about this we would love it if you told us." Piper said still not quite believing that she had been accused of kidnapping her own son. Chris shrugged.
"Sorry, can't help you there."
--------------Meanwhile at the police station-----------
The officers, who had been at the Halliwell Manor earlier that afternoon, were now looking through files. Trying to find out if what Piper Halliwell and Leo Wyatt were saying earlier was true.
"There's no record of a Wyatt Matthew Halliwell being born to a Piper Halliwell and a Leo Wyatt." The first cop said, pushing his wheeled chair away from the desk towards the coffeemaker and pouring himself a cup, all without getting up.
"Yeah? Well I'm having a hard time finding the supposed father. Had to go back to the twenties."
"You're kidding?"
"Nope. Only Leo Wyatt on record. Born 1924..." He clicked the mouse and added a few keystrokes.
"He doesn't look eighty..."
"...and according to these records died in World War Two." He finished.
"Oh."
"Let's get back over to that place with a warrant." They both grabbed their jackets off of the back of their chairs and headed out of the door.
**********
"Yes, I want to speak to Darryl Morris please. Tell him that it's Piper Halliwell and it's an emergency," There was a slight pause on the line and then Darryl came on. "Darryl, you've got to help me..."
"Piper, what is it? I'm in the middle of a meeting here..."
"It's Wyatt. They think that I've kidnapped Wyatt." Piper said panicking, Darryl spluttered down the phone at her.
"What the, what...I'll be over in a minute!"
"Really, are you sure? Because you said that you were in a meeting..." Piper asked him.
"Yeah, it wasn't anything that important. You can tell me everything as soon as I get over there." Darryl hung up.
"Darryl said he's gonna come over!" Piper yelled up the stairs to her husband. Before Leo had time to respond there was a knock at the door. "Coming!" Piper yelled to the door as she ran to open it. She opened the door and stood shocked.
"Officers, what can I do for you?" Piper said hiding the fact that seeing the same two men who had been waiting for them earlier scared her half to death. At least it did if they were here for the same reason that they were earlier. Leo walked up behind her and also looked shocked to see the officers on their doorstep.
"Ma'am, sir I'm Officer Browne and this is Officer Rees. We have a warrant; we'd like to search your house. We need to see a birth certificate of your son. And I'm afraid if you don't show some *real* ID, then we're gonna have to take you into custody." The cop said pointing at Leo.
"W-what?"
"You heard me, sir." Officer Brown pushed the warrant at Leo's chest and barged past them into the entryway.
"Whoa, them again?" Chris asked, coming out of the kitchen.
"And who are you?" Chris blinked.
"C-Chris..." He was ignored for now and the cops turned back to Piper. Leo still had the search warrant crumpled in his fist.
"The birth certificate, Ms. Halliwell?"
"Oh... Um... I'll just go and get that for you."
"I'd like officer Rees to accompany you."
"Why?"
"He thinks your going to jump out of the window and run away." Chris said in a slightly amused voice from his position leaning against the doorframe. The two cops glared at him but he just raised his eyebrows back at them. They got bored of the staring contest, mainly because they were loosing, and turned back to Leo.
"So, sir, a Driver's licence? A passport? Hell, even a library card..."
"Uh..." Leo made it look like he was feeling for his wallet. "I..."
"You loose your wallet again?" Chris asked, coming to Leo's rescue. Leo faked a sheepish grin.
"Yeah... Haven't seen t, have you?"
"Who knows, last time it turned up in the dryer." It worried Chris to realise how good at lying that he'd got. He had just spun that tale without batting an eyelid.
"Hey, guys I think I found our de-" Paige stopped as she saw Officer Brown. "De... De... Delightful restaurant. I had a napkin with the address on... And some of the lobster sauce."
"Oh, good, shall we go make that phone call, Paige? Was the number on the napkin too?" Chris and Paige left the foyer.
Within seconds Piper had frozen the Officer Rees, who was with her then froze Officer Brown in the entryway with Leo.
"Leo, Leo, I can't find Wyatt's birth certificate! Oh, crap, I could have sworn it was in the bedroom, but its not!" Piper said really panicking; she ran a hand through her hair distractedly. "Find any ID?"
"Uhhh.... no I didn't. What do you mean no birth certificate? Go back upstairs I'll find an excuse, and help you look, ok? Just go, quickly."
Piper had just made it back to the bedroom when the freeze wore off.
"I'm sorry officer, I don't seem to have any ID on me, but I think my passport's upstairs in the bedroom."
"Ok! Lead the way."
They got up to the bedroom and Piper froze the officers so that she and Leo could both look for the birth certificate.
"Damn it Leo! It's not here, I've looked so many times, but I swear I saw it the other day."
"Honey, shhh..." He soothed, hugging her and resting his chin on her head, and old thing that he did to make fun of her height. Piper was too distraught to notice. "It'll turn up I promise... but I have no ID, at least none that doesn't say I'm not Leo Wyatt!" Leo said as he tried to comfort his wife.
"They're going to take Wyatt away..."
"Nope. They're not." Phoebe was standing in the doorway, her laptop balanced on top of her printer.
"Phoebe? What's all that for?"
"Just keep freezing the cops." She placed the printer on the floor and plugged it in and the opened her laptop. Once it was booted up she pulled out the cord to Piper and Leo's phone and put her own modem cord in. she double clicked the Internet icon and waited.
"Piper..." Leo warned. She turned and flicked her wrists at the cops.
"Phoebe, what are you doing?" She asked.
"Give me a minute..." The middle sister said, adjusting her glasses and typing furiously. Piper sat behind her on the bed and looked at the screen. Her jaw dropped.
"Leo, she's in the database for the National Hall of Records..."
"Isn't that confidential?"
"Yeah, just slightly..."
"It's ok; I'll search for Wyatt's birth certificate and print off a copy. Then I will leave and you can 'find it' as if by magic. Got that?"
"Phoebe... It's so... illegal..." Phoebe shrugged and started typing. She frowned and typed slower, hitting 'enter' harder than usual.
"Oh dear..."
"What?"
"Wyatt's not here. He doesn't exist..."
"What?" Leo and Piper said together. Leo sat down behind Piper as well.
"Four babies were born in San Francisco that day. Three of them were girls and were all born in the maternity unit at the hospital. The fourth one was a boy who was born at home to a Betsy and Derek Morden... He's called Bernard Matthew Morden... He was born all the way on the other side of town..." She looked up, turning her neck so that she was looking over her shoulder at them. If you want my guess, I'd say that that's Wyatt."
Piper and Leo just stared at Phoebe, Piper had tears streaming down her face, and Leo was furious. But before either of them could say anything the cops unfroze again. Piper froze them before they turned around. She ushered Phoebe out of the room quickly. Phoebe slipped her fingers around to the side of the laptop, pulled out the cord and fled the room. Piper flicked her hands at the cops.
"Find anything ma'am?" Officer Rees asked.
"Find your passport yet sir?" Officer Brown asked Leo.
"Um, no I haven't found my passport, I don't know where it is, and it doesn't seem to be here..."
"Well, I know it's here somewhere, but I just can't find it..." Piper replied, in a real state now. She clung to Leo, both of knowing what was going to happen next.
"In that case, we have no option but to take the two of you into custody." Officer Rees walked up to Piper and put handcuffs on her, "Piper Halliwell, you are under arrest for kidnap. You do not have to say anything, but anything you do say may later be used against you in court."
Officer Brown walked up to Leo, "Leo Wyatt, you are under arrest for fraud and kidnap. You do not have to say anything, but anything you do say may later be used against you in court."
"What?!" They both cried, trying to feign surprise. But they knew it had been coming.
"Look, ok, I don't have any ID. But Piper didn't kidnap Wyatt. She gave birth to him on the dining room table, for Christ's sake!" Leo pulled against the handcuffs.
"Mr Wyatt I'll have to ask you to calm down." They led Piper and Leo downstairs. A woman was standing in the entryway dressed all in grey.
"They're arresting you?" Phoebe spluttered. Piper merely nodded, in too much shock to speak.
"Where's the baby?" The woman asked. She was social services and had come to take Wyatt.
"You are *not* taking him!" Phoebe yelled. A look passed between Paige and Chris and they both backed slowly up into the kitchen.
"Where's the baby?" She asked again, sounding more demanding this time. "Why are you people so delusional? The kid is not part of your family and never was. Didn't you notice her coming home with a seven month old baby and the claiming him as he own?!"
"That's not what happened." Phoebe said, shaking her head.
"You've all kept up this charade; you've all kept him here willingly, knowing that he had been taken from a loving family! You're all accomplices. There's a room that looks like a nursery upstairs. The kid should be in there."
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" Leo yelled, anger twisting his features, fighting against his restraints.
"Calm down!"
"We can and we will." Two uniformed policemen burst into the entryway, the two cops had called for backup.
"Phoebe Halliwell? We're arr-"
"What?! Let go of me!"
**********
"This is not good." Paige said in a low voice to Chris. They were hiding in the kitchen, listening to everything that was being said.
"Search the place. I want the whole gang."
'Gang?' Paige mouthed at Chris, who just shrugged. Footsteps came closer to the door and a cop rounded the corner. He saw Paige and Chris.
"Uh... run?" Paige suggested. Chris nodded and they both dashed for the back door.
"Hey!" The cop yelled but as soon as the door had swung shut they had orbed and gone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
L: Hehehe! We're gonna leave you with that. So to find out what's going on, and what everyone's gonna do next you'll have to come back. But we're only updating if you people review. So review now! And remember we know where you live!
So until next time folks: Peace out!
