AN: Someone commented about the 'father' thing, like last fic with Piper... Last fic had many genres and not just one plot like this one, this one surrounds just around this concept of Big Man and how he killed Luke and the files and yada yada yada... I know there is resemblance, but don't think I hate my dad or anything cause he's my best man.
I wasn't very clear with my question last chapter, so let me try this again: I want to get a head start on a new fic that I will only start posting after this one is over (not too soon, don't worry), and it's defiantly going to be a Charmed fic around Piper/Leo (That's kinda what I do...), though I think I'll try to have her sisters in the story more too, but LP are defiantly the couple I will be centering about. Thanks to those who tried to give some ideas! I actually think I have quite a few, I just want to know what you guys want to read about just to get a direction, like maybe you want Paige instead of Prue (I realized I've had her in both fics), and if you want magic in it or not... (Don't worry, even if there will be I'll do my best to keep it real). So again if you have anything either leave it with your review or feel free to email me.
Someone asked if they asked me about a C2. No, you didn't. (Sorry don't remember who asked that).
Now, I don't want to keep you for too long, so one with the story!
Chapter 26
OoO Daddy Dearest OoO
He stared at her like she was going to say more, but her lips only opened to inhale, no words.
Her eyes were wide, and it was the only thing he could thing about.
Leo still wasn't sure if what he heard was what she said. Maybe he heard wrong?
"What?" He finally managed to crack.
"I'm so sorry Leo..." She said.
What the hell was she saying? She was confused, that's what she was.
"Shut up Piper, you don't know what you are talking about." He said, unable to stop himself.
He saw the surprise and pain on her expression as soon as he said it, but he knew that she was just confused, what she said can't be true. She probably had a dream and thought she is remembering things.
"I'm sorry..." She mumbled again.
"There is nothing to be sorry about Piper, you just had a dream." He found himself snapping.
But she shook her head no.
"It was just a dream..." He tried hard to keep his temper stable.
"No Leo..." She almost whispered, but it was enough for him to blow up.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" His voice screamed as he jumped on his feet.
Piper stood up herself and took a step back.
She looked frightened.
He didn't mean to scream, but even as he thought it he felt his temper rising.
In the corner or his eye he saw Marta standing at another corner of the room, her mouth dropped with shock on her face.
But it couldn't be true; his father was not Big Man, because that was just absurd, plain absurd.
His father was a gambler, a women lover, call him a crook, but he wasn't Big Man, he couldn't have been that man he has been chasing for years now.
Looking back at Piper, he saw her glassy eyes and a hand covering her mouth, her head still shaking 'no'.
"Snap out of it Piper, you don't know what you're talking about, my father might be a goddamn fucking bastard and a con man, but he isn't Big Man, you get it!?" He couldn't stop the yelling, he felt the hot sweat on his face and felt like the room was suffocating him.
"Leo..." She started again.
"NO! You SHUT UP, you hear me!?"
It wasn't happening, this wasn't happening...
He knew that every second Piper will start backing away from him, but seconds later he felt her hand grabbing his.
He could feel the gulp in his throat; his vision was blocked by a layer of liquid.
He was convinced she was going to leave, to turn away from him, but suddenly he felt her arms wrap around him, squeezing him as hard as she could.
He gave up and let out a sob, placing his arms around her.
His mind told him it wasn't true, but he knew it was.
William Wyatt was a sick con man, and now he knew he was a murdered too.
She sat him back down, and moved her chair closer to him, looking at him face to face.
"Show me a photo of your father." She asked quietly.
He nodded, and got up.
In his office, he dug out an old picture of his father, James, and himself from about fifteen years before.
---OoO---
At the first glimpse she gave the picture, she didn't see more then a father and his two teenage sons.
But as she took the photo from Leo's hands, and brought it closer to her eyes, she saw that evil smirk she dreaded so badly.
He wasn't as 'Big' in the picture, he had a much more muscular form these days, and the man in the photograph was much younger, but just as elegant, with that look that made him look like he's above everyone.
Looking at the picture, she felt like she was back in that place where she was locked in a cold room, feeling like a trapped bat.
When she looked up at Leo she felt a stab in her heart.
His eyes were so miserable, nothing like the strong eyes she used to see every time she laid hers on them.
She knew he was hurting, and wished she could take that pain away.
"I'm sorry Leo." She said yet once more, and almost expected him to scream again, but this time he remained silent.
---OoO---
He left to the police station not long after.
Leaving Piper wasn't exactly what he wanted, but he had to make it there before ten when they would start Junior's questioning.
Junior.
His half brother.
It was all too unbelievable.
Like someone set it all up.
His father has been collecting money and killing people for it for years; his richness was stained in blood, as did his company.
He thanked got he didn't except the money he offered Leo when he was a year into the business of Wyatt Investigations and no success was coming.
One of the many people he killed was Piper's husband.
Three years later he met her as his new hot secretary, and now he knew her as a friend, lover, and a woman whose life his father destroyed.
As soon as he was at the station, he headed for the office Darryl was staying at while in San Francisco.
"I know honey, I really am sorry it's taking this long. You talked to Prue? Yeah, I know. Certainly not very common is it? I know. I love you too. Bye honey." He let Darryl finish talking to who Leo guessed was Sheila, then walked in.
"Leo, you're late." Darryl stated, then looked up. "What happened?" He asked, looking slightly concerned now.
"Later. I want to start with Junior." Leo said.
He wanted to see the bastard face to face.
Junior was brought into a room which had a large table in the middle, and four chairs around it.
When Leo and Darryl came in he was already there.
Leo threw the papers in his hands which were all some info about Junior casually on the table, and pulled up a chair.
Darryl remained standing, but first put a receiver on the table and clicked 'play'.
"What should I call you? Junior?" Leo asked, showing no interest in the bastard in front of him.
"Mark." He muttered.
"But it isn't your first name." Leo said plainly.
He could feel Darryl's confused glare on him.
Junior started to say something, but Leo ignored and continued;
"My guess is that your father gave you his name."
Junior was now staring at Leo with his eyes wide.
"Let's see, how should I call you then? Will? Willy? Willy boy? There, Willy boy, I like that."
"Leo, what are you talking about?" Darryl asked behind him.
"Let me handle this one Darryl." Leo said as he stood up, his eyes focused on his goddamn brother.
"How is daddy doing, ha? Still married to Margaret the last I heard... Or was it Karen?" Leo was furious; he felt the anger trying to get past the ball in his lungs.
"What are you talking about?" Willy boy muttered, but Leo could tell he was staring to give up.
"Don't pull that face on me. Very smart our father is, knows how to twist us on his little finger all to his favor. That's how he put the cameras around the building wasn't it?" He spat.
Then he grabbed the papers on the table.
"And looking into your past in Wyatt Investigations, I see that daddy dearest was the one who brought you over and said you were the 'next big thing'."
"How the hell did you find out?" Junior asked.
"I guess Daddy is not that smart after all. William Marcus Wyatt. So typical to name his son after him. I'm guessing that's how you got stuck with that Junior nick name?" Leo continued.
He knew his face was red and sweaty, the anger was unbearable.
He wanted to scream.
---OoO---
Piper sat on the couch and looked at the door which closed behind Leo when he left for the police station an hour earlier.
Marta was pretty surprised to see Leo the way he acted, but she seemed understanding and left just a few minutes ago.
But something else was starting to bother her, and she couldn't avoid the nagging thought anymore.
The nausea was getting to Piper, and she couldn't fool herself any longer.
She's been suspecting for a while now.
Her period was now over three weeks late, and there wasn't a better explanation.
At the fist week she kept telling herself that her period was delayed because of all the stress, but it was now obvious that it wasn't the reason.
She didn't take any pills when the two did the deed; the sex wasn't very safe.
But after the accident the doctors told her there was almost no chance that she would ever be able to conceive again.
She still wasn't a hundred percent sure, at least that was what she kept telling herself, but she was too afraid to confirm it, so she kept her mind on other things.
And as for the moment, there were plenty of other things to think about...
AN: Dum Dum Dum...
If for any of you it seemed wired the way Leo reacted, sorry, but that was just exactly how I saw him taking the news. Review please