Chapter Four: The Witching Truth
Piper stared up at Leo. "The future? You have got to be kidding me."
"Tell me everything about what happened last night," Leo said.
Rolling her eyes, Piper sighed and tried her best to remember. "I went to school, failed horribly on my chemistry assignment, ate lunch with Phoebe and reminisced about how boring my life is. Then I went home and Grams made me tea, and then I went to bed."
"That's it?"
Laughing, Piper added, "And I made a wish. Grams told me to, so I did."
Leo nodded and thought to himself. He wasn't' exactly sure what had happened, and he knew that time travel wasn't something that was easily done, therefore he was confused as to how a sixteen year old Piper had been placed in her future self. Remembering the tea and the wish, Leo asked Piper if there was anything unusual about the drink.
"Come to think about it, there was. Tasted funny, but Grams said she had just put some news herbs in it."
"A potion, most likely," Leo muttered, his voice fading.
"A potion? Leo, what are you talking about?"
"What did you wish for?" Leo asked.
"I wished that..." Piper trailed off as she looked at the ground. Even if this man was supposed to be her husband, she did not feel comfortable exposing her wishes to him.
"Piper, you can tell me."
"I just wished that...I had a better life, you know? That I had this exciting life, but nothing too fancy and that I had love."
Leo's eyes softened as she smiled. "You didn't feel that's what you had?"
"No," Piper said, standing. Walking around the living room she found a cabinet with pictures and whatnot inside it. Looking them over she saw what appeared to be her wedding day pictures, in them being herself and Leo. On the fireplace mantle, she saw two group photos, one that had herself, Phoebe and Prue. The other had both her and Phoebe in it, but there was someone else. Around the room there were other family photographs that she recognized, her mother, Grams, and other that she did not, especially the ones of two boys.
"Leo, what were you talking about when you mentioned a potion?" Piper asked.
"It's how I think you got here. I think Grams made a potion and slipped it into your tea and its trigger was your making a wish."
"And the answer to my wish was sending me to the future?" Piper laughed. "Now I think you are the one who is dreaming, Leo. Grams making a potion? You make her seem like she is a witch or something."
Taking a deep breath, Leo braced himself for Piper's reaction to his next statement. "She is a witch, Piper. Or, at least she was."
Confused, Piper sat next to Leo. "What are you talking about?"
Knowing that Piper's younger self was in the future for a reason, Leo knew better than to keep the truth from her. "Your Grams was a witch. As was your mother, Patty and pretty much every female relative on your mother's side."
Piper shook her head, not believing Leo. "You are lying. I mean, if they were witches, that would mean that Prue, Phoebe and I would be..."
"Witches too? You are, and powerful ones at that. The Charmed Ones, the three most powerful witches."
"That's not true," Piper shouted. "Witches aren't real. Magic is not real; it's an illusion. This is a dream and I am going to wake up soon and I am going to have to go to school and-"
Reaching out, Leo grabbed Piper's hand and pinched her skin, causing her to scream out.
"Leo that hurt!"
"I thought you couldn't get hurt in your dreams?"
Piper stood and moved away from Leo. "Where are my sisters? Where are Phoebe and Prue?"
Standing, Leo took a step forward. "Phoebe is in the kitchen, but Piper, about Prue..."
Before Leo could finish, Piper went by him and entered the kitchen saw a woman standing by the sink, pouring water into a coffee pot.
"Phoebe?" Piper called out, questioningly. Watching the woman turn around, Piper found herself facing an older version of Phoebe.
"Piper, you're up," she said, smiling. "I just finished making that vanquishing potion for that annilla that attacked the other day, and thought I'd make some coffee since you weren't up. Piper, are you okay, you look a little funny?" Setting the coffee pot on the counter, Phoebe walked closer to Piper when she saw a look of horror on her sister's face.
"Leo was right," Piper whispered. "We are witches, aren't we?"
"Of course we are, honey," Phoebe answered. Her eyes grew wide as she watched her sister's eyes roll in her head and her body fall limply to the ground. Rushing to her side, Phoebe held Piper's head in her lap and called for Leo. Keeping her eyes on Piper, Phoebe brushed back her sister's hair and whispered to her.
Instantly, Leo was in the kitchen and at Piper's side. "What happened?"
"I'm not sure," Phoebe told him as he tried to heal her. "She came in and called for me, but it sounded like she was afraid, almost. The she said something about you being right, that we are witches and then she just fainted."
Leo sat up. "Then there is nothing to heal." Taking Piper into his arms, Leo carried her into the living room and laid her down on the couch. "I'll leave her here and we'll jut have to wait until she wakes up."
"Leo, what's wrong with Piper?" Phoebe asked.
"Nothing, actually. It's just that this may look like our Piper, but remember that one time you, Piper and Prue went to the future?"
"How could I forget burning at the stake, Leo?" Phoebe said, sarcastically. "But yes, I remember. We were in our future selves' bodies."
"Let's just say that a sixteen year old Piper is here for a visit."
Piper stared up at Leo. "The future? You have got to be kidding me."
"Tell me everything about what happened last night," Leo said.
Rolling her eyes, Piper sighed and tried her best to remember. "I went to school, failed horribly on my chemistry assignment, ate lunch with Phoebe and reminisced about how boring my life is. Then I went home and Grams made me tea, and then I went to bed."
"That's it?"
Laughing, Piper added, "And I made a wish. Grams told me to, so I did."
Leo nodded and thought to himself. He wasn't' exactly sure what had happened, and he knew that time travel wasn't something that was easily done, therefore he was confused as to how a sixteen year old Piper had been placed in her future self. Remembering the tea and the wish, Leo asked Piper if there was anything unusual about the drink.
"Come to think about it, there was. Tasted funny, but Grams said she had just put some news herbs in it."
"A potion, most likely," Leo muttered, his voice fading.
"A potion? Leo, what are you talking about?"
"What did you wish for?" Leo asked.
"I wished that..." Piper trailed off as she looked at the ground. Even if this man was supposed to be her husband, she did not feel comfortable exposing her wishes to him.
"Piper, you can tell me."
"I just wished that...I had a better life, you know? That I had this exciting life, but nothing too fancy and that I had love."
Leo's eyes softened as she smiled. "You didn't feel that's what you had?"
"No," Piper said, standing. Walking around the living room she found a cabinet with pictures and whatnot inside it. Looking them over she saw what appeared to be her wedding day pictures, in them being herself and Leo. On the fireplace mantle, she saw two group photos, one that had herself, Phoebe and Prue. The other had both her and Phoebe in it, but there was someone else. Around the room there were other family photographs that she recognized, her mother, Grams, and other that she did not, especially the ones of two boys.
"Leo, what were you talking about when you mentioned a potion?" Piper asked.
"It's how I think you got here. I think Grams made a potion and slipped it into your tea and its trigger was your making a wish."
"And the answer to my wish was sending me to the future?" Piper laughed. "Now I think you are the one who is dreaming, Leo. Grams making a potion? You make her seem like she is a witch or something."
Taking a deep breath, Leo braced himself for Piper's reaction to his next statement. "She is a witch, Piper. Or, at least she was."
Confused, Piper sat next to Leo. "What are you talking about?"
Knowing that Piper's younger self was in the future for a reason, Leo knew better than to keep the truth from her. "Your Grams was a witch. As was your mother, Patty and pretty much every female relative on your mother's side."
Piper shook her head, not believing Leo. "You are lying. I mean, if they were witches, that would mean that Prue, Phoebe and I would be..."
"Witches too? You are, and powerful ones at that. The Charmed Ones, the three most powerful witches."
"That's not true," Piper shouted. "Witches aren't real. Magic is not real; it's an illusion. This is a dream and I am going to wake up soon and I am going to have to go to school and-"
Reaching out, Leo grabbed Piper's hand and pinched her skin, causing her to scream out.
"Leo that hurt!"
"I thought you couldn't get hurt in your dreams?"
Piper stood and moved away from Leo. "Where are my sisters? Where are Phoebe and Prue?"
Standing, Leo took a step forward. "Phoebe is in the kitchen, but Piper, about Prue..."
Before Leo could finish, Piper went by him and entered the kitchen saw a woman standing by the sink, pouring water into a coffee pot.
"Phoebe?" Piper called out, questioningly. Watching the woman turn around, Piper found herself facing an older version of Phoebe.
"Piper, you're up," she said, smiling. "I just finished making that vanquishing potion for that annilla that attacked the other day, and thought I'd make some coffee since you weren't up. Piper, are you okay, you look a little funny?" Setting the coffee pot on the counter, Phoebe walked closer to Piper when she saw a look of horror on her sister's face.
"Leo was right," Piper whispered. "We are witches, aren't we?"
"Of course we are, honey," Phoebe answered. Her eyes grew wide as she watched her sister's eyes roll in her head and her body fall limply to the ground. Rushing to her side, Phoebe held Piper's head in her lap and called for Leo. Keeping her eyes on Piper, Phoebe brushed back her sister's hair and whispered to her.
Instantly, Leo was in the kitchen and at Piper's side. "What happened?"
"I'm not sure," Phoebe told him as he tried to heal her. "She came in and called for me, but it sounded like she was afraid, almost. The she said something about you being right, that we are witches and then she just fainted."
Leo sat up. "Then there is nothing to heal." Taking Piper into his arms, Leo carried her into the living room and laid her down on the couch. "I'll leave her here and we'll jut have to wait until she wakes up."
"Leo, what's wrong with Piper?" Phoebe asked.
"Nothing, actually. It's just that this may look like our Piper, but remember that one time you, Piper and Prue went to the future?"
"How could I forget burning at the stake, Leo?" Phoebe said, sarcastically. "But yes, I remember. We were in our future selves' bodies."
"Let's just say that a sixteen year old Piper is here for a visit."