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Chapter 15: Abby And Future Abby: Cute And Rude
There came a knock on the door a few days later as Wyatt, Chris, Michael, Amanda, Bianca, and Rachel sat in the living room, watching a scary movie, the girls snuggling up to their beaus.
Then the monster popped out of a room, attacking the girl on the TV, causing Amanda, Bianca and Rachel to scream.
Then the doorbell rang in the manor, and the girls screamed.
The boys laughed as Wyatt got up. "I'll get it."
"Oh, don't take forever!" Amanda pleaded.
"Cuddle up to Chris," Wyatt said, smiling, walking over to the door.
"Hi. I'm here on behalf of Samantha Rogers," the person said, walking in, a little three year old girl walking behind her.
"Sammy? How is she?" Wyatt asked, leading them into the sun room.
"Samantha's dead," the woman said, sighing. "And she is leaving little Abby in your care, since you are the father."
"The baby was a girl?" Wyatt asked, smiling as Chris and Michael walked in.
The woman smiled. "Yes. The baby was a girl. And Samantha named her Abrigal Leona Halliwell."
Abby smiled shyly at Wyatt, Chris and Michael.
"Leona after your father, and Abby after her mother," the woman said, smiling. She turned to Abby. "Abby, sweetie, this is your daddy, and your two uncles."
Abby stared at her. "I have a daddy?"
The woman chuckled. "Of course you do, sweetie."
Abby looked over at Wyatt and smiled. "Hi, daddy!"
Wyatt stared at her, tears in his eyes.
Amanda, Bianca and Rachel walked in.
Rachel gasped. "Oh my god! She's just the cutest thing ever!"
"Why'd you guys come in here?" Chris asked, staring at Bianca.
"Well, we got scared and our men weren't there to comfort us," Bianca said, latching onto Chris's arm, smiling seductively at him. "Our big, strong men."
"Okay, Bianca, don't talk like that around Abby," Michael said, crossing his arms.
Bianca gasped as she saw Abby. "Oh, she's so cute!" She turned back to Chris. "Honey, can we have a baby?"
Chris stared at her. "No!"
"Well, we're gonna have Kristina and the twins no matter what. So, why not have them early?" Bianca asked, smiling. "C'mon. Michael's gonna be a daddy. Don't ya wanna be one, too?"
"Not particularly. At least not yet, sweetie," Chris said, sighing.
Bianca nodded. "Okay. That's cool," she said, letting go of him. She smiled down at the little girl. "Oh, you're so cute."
Abby hid behind the social worker's leg, hiding her face from everyone.
"Oh, it's okay," Rachel said, kneeling down next to her. "We're not gonna hurt you. We're your family."
"Mommy's my family. Where's Mommy?" Abby asked, tears in her eyes. "I want my mommy!"
"Well, how about your daddy, huh?" Rachel asked, stroking Abby's hair.
"No! I want my mommy!" Abby screamed, starting to cry.
Rachel held her close. "Shh. It'll be okay, sweetie. Your daddy and Uncle Chris and Uncle Michael will make it all better. Okay?"
Abby nodded, calming down. "Do you know where my mommy is?"
"You're mommy's asleep," Rachel said, looking into her eyes. "But before your mommy fell asleep, she told me that she loves you very, very much."
"When is mommy going to wake up?" Abby asked, looking upset.
Rachel sighed. "Sweetie, your mommy's not going to wake up."
Abby gasped. "Mommy's dead?!"
Rachel looked up at everyone. "The kid's smart."
"When am I going to get a new mommy?" Abby asked, looking down at the ground.
Amanda knelt next to Rachel. "Well, if you let me, I can be your new mommy."
Abby smiled up at her and nodded. Then she frowned. "But I miss my Auntie Sarah. Can I have a new auntie, too?"
Rachel knelt down next to the two. "Well, you can have two aunties. How does that sound?"
"Okay!" Abby said, smiling widely. "I just gained a daddy, two aunties and two uncles!"
Rachel smiled and looked up at Chris pleadingly.
"No, Bianca. I'm not ready to be a dad yet," Chris said, also looking pleading.
Bianca stood up and walked over to Wyatt, Chris and Michael. "Well, then, I'll just hid all of your condoms, get you drunk, and screw you all night long."
"Ew!" Michael said, looking disgusted.
"Bianca, we don't want to here what you're gonna do to our brother sex wise!" Wyatt said, looking equally disgusted.
Bianca laughed. "Yeah, and you guys wouldn't let me do it, anyway, we you?"
Michael thought about it for a moment. "Sure. Why not?"
"Michael," Wyatt said, hitting him on his arm. He turned to Bianca. "No. I wouldn't. Even if my freak of a baby brother would."
Abby walked up to Wyatt and hugged his leg.
Wyatt smiled and picked her up, hugging her close.
Everyone smiled at the two, knowing that Wyatt's wanted this for a long, long time.
The social worker smiled. "Samantha's father will be here with Abby's things tomorrow afternoon. And he's wishing to visit with you and your parents, as well."
Wyatt looked over at her. "I don't know why that would be a problem."
The woman smiled. "Good. I'll be coming with him, of course."
Wyatt nodded. "Of course."
"Well, in the meantime, I need to make sure that where she would be staying is appropriate."
Wyatt turned to Amanda. "Honey, that house across the street is for sale."
Amanda smiled. "We finally get to move out?"
Wyatt smiled. "Only if you're okay with it."
"We've been married for two years, and we still live here! Oh, baby, that'd be great!" Amanda cheered. "And Chris and Bianca can finally get out of the basement."
Chris looked over at Bianca, then looked back over at Amanda for a moment. "Naw. We're gonna stay in the basement. It's a lot more private down there."
Bianca nodded. "And, when we need to get away from everyone, we have a place to run to. Plus, nobody hears us when we're getting our groove on."
Michael stared at her. "You have to weirdest way of explaining things."
"Doesn't she?" Chris asked, smiling. "That's one of the reasons I married her."
Wyatt sighed and sat down in a chair, still carrying Abby. "I can't believe Sammy's dead."
"Yeah. She was great," Chris said, sitting down in the chair next to him. He smiled slightly. "I remember, when you were dating her and Bianca and Rachel had stayed the night, we would wake up to freshly made muffins in the morning. She made the best muffins. Better than Mom's."
Bianca sighed, sitting down on Chris's lap. "Yeah. She was awesome. I remember when Rachel, Sammy and I would go shopping together." She smiled. "We were as close as Amanda and I are now. I mean, Sammy just fit in with this family so perfectly. And she had been our friend since we were kids. It was always the five of us back then. Wyatt, Sammy, Michael, Chris and I. Those were good days. And made even better when Rachel joined the group. And, she always made me feel better about being the oldest. I mean, I felt weird because I'm even older than Wyatt, but she always made me feel better about it. Like one of the kids. I'll miss her."
Rachel smiled slightly. "Yeah. Me, too."
Michael smiled. "Yeah. I will, too." He chuckled, leaning against the wall. "I remember when Rachel and I got in the biggest fight of our relationship - at the time, anyway - and whatever I did made Rachel even more mad. But, Sammy talked me through it. She helped me get back with Rachel. I'll never forget what she did for me and Rachel. I mean, if Wyatt wasn't dating her, I wasn't with Rachel, and if she wasn't three and a half years older than me, hell I would've dated her."
Chris stared at him. "Bianca's four years older than me."
Michael's eyes went wide. "Right. Sorry, bro."
Chris rolled his eyes.
Bianca chuckled and kissed Chris on the cheek. "Back to good times with Sammy, honey. Forget what your freak of a little brother just said."
Chris smiled. "Right." He sighed. "When everyone seemed so down on mine and Bianca's relationship," Chris said, smiling, "she got Wyatt and Michael to agree with us. She was rooting for us the whole time. Always saying that if you truly love someone, the age difference should matter. And Bianca and I have a hell of an age difference. And it's made worse because I'm younger than her."
Amanda smiled slightly. "Well, it sounds like she was a great girl. Even if I didn't meet her. Even though Wyatt and I were friends while he was dating her."
Wyatt looked up at her. "Oh, honey, you're not jealous, are you? Because, you took her place in the group. You're just as good as her. Now you, Bianca and Rachel can go shopping."
Bianca smiled up at her. "Yeah. That sounds fun. How bout it?"
Amanda stared at her. "Right now?"
Bianca stood up. "Right now."
"What about Abby?" Amanda asked, smiling slightly.
Bianca waved it off. "Oh, the boys can take care of her."
Rachel smiled. "Yeah. Plus, I got Michael's credit card."
Amanda smiled as Michael's face feel. "Sure! Let's go, then!"
Bianca smiled as the three ran out of the room, Chris and Michael running.
"Wait! Get back here!" Michael yelled. "How did you get that?!"
Wyatt smiled up at the woman. "Anyway, Abby will have her own room in the new house. Too many people live in this house already, and we don't need anymore. And Amanda and I have been wanting to move out for so long."
The woman smiled. "Well, I'm glad. But, I'll be over there in a week to check everything out."
Wyatt nodded. "Of course."
The woman nodded before walking out of the room.
Wyatt sighed, smiling, and looked down at his little girl. His little girl. It just sounded so right in his head. "My little girl." He laughed slightly, his teeth showing, as tears came to his eyes. "My little girl."
Abby looked up at him, frowning. "Daddy, why are you crying?"
"Daddy's just so happy. He never thought that he'd ever see you. Ever," Wyatt said, holding her tightly as Leo and Piper orbed in.
"We just ran into the girls and your brothers," Piper said, sitting down in the chair that Chris was in. "And we heard the good news."
Abby looked over at them, then back at Wyatt. "Daddy, who are they? Do I have even more family?"
Wyatt nodded, smiling.
"Wow," Abby said, raising her eyebrows. "This is a big family. I already gained a daddy, two aunties, and two uncles!"
Wyatt smiled. "They're your grandma and grandpa."
Abby looked over at them, then looked back at Wyatt. "Is there anyone else I should know about?"
Wyatt sighed. "We'll split them up into days so you don't learn too much at once. How does that sound?"
Abby smiled. "There must be a lot."
"You have no idea," Piper said, smiling.
"And you have a cousin on the way," Wyatt said, smiling.
"Really? When do I get to meet them?!" Abby asked, smiling widely.
"Not for a long, long time, sweetie," Wyatt said, his eyebrows raised.
"Well, how long?" Abby asked, looking sad.
Wyatt thought for a minute. "Not for about eight months."
"Wow," Abby said, staring at him. Then she looked confused. "Is that a long time?"
Wyatt smiled. "It's not too long if you know how to spend it just right."
"Wyatt! Mom! Dad!" Chris called from the attic.
Wyatt orbed to the attic with Abby, Piper and Leo following.
"We have some visitors who won't go away," Chris said, facing them from the seven people standing next to the portal that was just closing.
"Samantha's not dead," a woman said, looking around at everyone.
"You shouldn't call her Samantha, Abby. She's Mom to you, remember?" a teenage girl said, crossing her arms.
Future Abby looked back at her. "Well, ya know what? Sammy was never there for me. Amanda's my mom."
"No. Amanda's my mom. Amanda's your step mom," the teenager said, raising her eyebrows.
"Amy, shut up," Future Abby said, turning away from her.
Wyatt stared at the two.
"Hey, Wy, it's your daughters," Chris said, smirking.
"So? You got two of your own," Kristina said, crossing her arms. "Plus a son."
"Well, at least I got lucky and didn't get stuck with all girls," Chris said, smirking.
"See? I told you he liked me best," a teenage boy said, smirking at Kristina.
Kristina faced him. "Brian, do me and everyone else in this room and shut up."
"You're just jealous," Brian said, crossing his arms.
"Well, you know what, Brian? Mom likes Breanna and me better. So get over yourself," Kristina said, raising her eyebrows.
"Well, at least I'm not named after Dad and Grandma Lynn," Brian said, raising his eyebrows.
"You guys got stuck with names that started with B because Mom's name starts with a B, and you know it. So, I wouldn't be talking if I were you, little brother," Kristina said, raising her eyebrows.
"Okay, hello, people!" the second woman yelled, raising her arms. "We have more important stuff to worry about then where are names came from, okay?"
Breanna faced her. "You just don't want us to bring up your name cause it came from Grandpa's name."
"Don't diss on my sis, 'kay?" a teenage girl said, crossing her arms.
"And you, Michelle, were named after your dad. Dang. Uncle Michael must've really wanted boys," Kristina said, crossing her arms.
"And what kind of name is Leona?" Brian asked, crossing his arms.
"My middle name, thanks much!" Future Abby yelled, hitting her little cousin over the head.
"No one really cares, Abby," Leona said, raising her eyebrows.
"Do you guys always get along this well?" Rachel asked, smiling, raising her eyebrows.
Leona faced her. "No. Not really. Usually we're at each other's throats. We're in good moods now. You guys can't stand it. So we all life is separate houses. Let's see . . . Daddy still lives at the manor, Uncle Chris lives downtown, and Uncle Wyatt lives across the street. Grandma and Grandpa live with Auntie Paige and Aunt Phoebe and their husbands in their old house."
"This is really, really confusing, so can we get back to Sammy?" Michael said, raising his eyebrows.
"See, I told ya that we should've brought our parents," Leona said, looking over at Future Abby.
"Well, I told them that we could handle it, and they trust us. Okay? So we can't blow it," Future Abby said, crossing her arms. She turned back to everyone else. "Samantha's death wasn't real. Someone made it look like she died. But demons took her."
"That sucks," Bianca said, sighing. "She's mortal, too."
"Well, shows how much you know," Future Abby said, raising her eyebrows.
"Yeah, hi, be nice to my mom, huh?" Kristina asked, crossing her arms, her eyebrows raised.
"You be nice to her. I'm making sure that we don't screw this up. And, you know, we shouldn't have brought our siblings. I said that it would go a lot more faster if the oldest ones went," Future Abby said, raising her eyebrows.
Amy crossed her arms, looking offended. "Speak for yourself."
Future Abby turned to her. "Amy, there is a seven year difference between us, so I'm not entitled to be nice to you. Got it?"
"You're so mean, Abby," Amy said, staring at her. "I wish you weren't my sister."
"Well, the same goes to you," Future Abby said, glaring at her.
"You're just jealous cause Daddy like me more," Amy said, crossing her arms.
"No. Dad just spoils you cause you're almost eighteen and he doesn't want to lose his little girl," Future Abby said, crossing her arms.
Future Abby and Amy glared at each other, still arguing.
"Doesn't it just suck that we're the only close ones?" Michelle asked Leona, crossing her arms.
Leona nodded. "Yeah. And Krissy's closer to her siblings in age. They're only two years apart. We're three. What do you say we go back to our own time, get Daddy to talk to Uncle Chris and Uncle Wyatt, and our oh-so-sweet cousins can get their asses out of here and we can take care of it?"
Michelle smiled. "Sounds good to me, sis," she said before she waved her hand, creating another portal, the two walking through it.
They walked back out the next minute with Future Chris and Future Wyatt.
"Abby!" Future Wyatt yelled, catching his oldest daughters attention.
Future Abby quickly turned around, smiling innocent. "Hi, Daddy, Uncle Chris. Whatcha guys doin here?"
"Takin you and your cousins home," Future Chris said before turning to his kids.
"They started it," Brian said, looking down at the ground, his arms crossed.
Future Chris sighed. "Krissy, Breanna, go back to our time."
Kristina and Breanna stared at him.
Brian smiled and looked up at his dad. "You mean I can stay?!" he yelled in excitement, smiling.
Future Chris smiled slightly. "Yeah, you can stay."
Future Wyatt turned to him. "Jeez, Chris, you're just as bad to Brian as Dad was to you."
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Leo asked, crossing his arms.
"Face it. You spoiled Chris senseless," Future Wyatt said, smirking.
"I did not," Leo said, shaking his head.
"Yeah, ya did. But only cause you two were really good friends," Michael said, shrugging.
"Yeah, well, me and Brian are the same way," Future Chris said, shrugging. "It isn't a crime for a man to be friends with his son, is it?"
"If it was, I would've been in jail a long time ago," Leo said, smiling.
Future Wyatt sighed. "And I was stuck with daughters. Lucky me."
"Oh, you know you love us, Daddy," Amy said, smiling at her father.
"I'd love ya a lot more if your mother didn't let you guys buy those belly shirts when you went shopping," Future Wyatt said, putting his hands on his hips. "Now go."
Future Abby stuck her tongue out at him before walking through the portal.
Amy looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. "Please, Daddy? Can I stay?"
Future Wyatt looked helpless. "Amy, not the puppy dog eyes?"
Amy stuck out her lower lip in a pout and walked closer to her father. "Please?"
"Oh, you're too much like your mother for your own good," Future Wyatt said, sighing. "Okay, you can stay, but your sister's going to kill me."
Amy smiled and hugged Future Wyatt tightly.
"No way. She actually got Uncle Wyatt to agree to it," Leona said, staring at Amy.
"Well, what do you expect? Uncle Wyatt's a softie," Michelle said smirking.
Future Wyatt flicked Michelle's head, sticking her tongue out at him.
"Hey!" Michelle yelled, rubbing her head. "I'm telling Daddy."
"Michelle, Dad and Uncle Wyatt get in flicking fights all the time. I don't think Dad'll really care," Leona said, staring at her little sister.
"See, but I always win," Future Wyatt said, smiling.
"Dad, you're such a dork," Amy said, smiling before pushing him back through the portal. "Freak," she muttered, shaking her head, smiling.
"That's one thing that'll never change," Future Chris said, smiling.
"Okay, well, I guess we gotta go cause Dad hates us," Breanna said, looking over at her older sister before starting to walk through the portal with her.
"That is so not true and you know it," Future Chris said, following the two.
Amy looked over at Brian. "Our Dad's spoil us."
Brian smiled. "I know. Ain't it great?"
Amy smiled. "Yeah!" she yelled before high-fiving her cousin.
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Sorry, but I couldn't stop typing! Wow. This story has become my favourite or something! I promise I'll get other updates out there soon! I just don't know which ones! Anyway, review please! Ciao!
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