CHAPTER IV: First Thursday's dinner.

Next Thursday, here we were having this nice dinner, when my sweet grandson asked the worst question a kid can ever ask you, if you lived it, you know what I am talking about.

-"Why does my daddy doesn't love me, grandpa?"

What can you tell a cute, four year old boy.. cuz your daddy is a jackass? No you can't. And then, who am I kidding here? I was a jackass with my own daughters. My heart broke in a million pieces, not only for my little boy over there. But thinking about the person that had to answer that question to my little girls. I had felt guilty about it a lot of times, but seeing my little grandson's face, I felt guiltier than I ever did, for abandoning my daughters.

-"Of course he loves you, Kiddo. He is just busy."

-"But he is not that busy when it comes to Wyatt. It's because I am a mistake!?" He look sadder than any four year old should ever look.

-"You are not a mistake!"

-"yes, I am... I heard mommy and daddy fighting the other day. And mommy was telling him, she didn't understand how could she never paid attention to me. And he said he didn't have time for me and that it had all been a mistake, that they got drunk on Wyatt birthday and they made a mistake. He said CHRIS WAS A BIG MISTAKE" At this point the baby boy was crying. "What mistake did I do? What did I do wrong? That is why he doesn't love me, cuz I made a mistake? I told him I was sorry the other day, but when he asked me for what; I didn't know what to say. What did I do? If I know, maybe I can make it better, and he will love me"

What can you answer to something like that? Cuz if you know.. you should have helped me at this moment. I thought, Your dad is a jackass was the only answer that explained it, but then... Piper would probably blew me up, if I said that word in front of her kid. I hugged the baby boy.

-"You didn't do anything wrong. You are PERFECT, and your daddy loves you, he is just too stupid in the way he shows it" I kissed him and he seemed to find my answer amusing cuz he laughed.

-"You called daddy stupid!"

-"Well, he is stupid, if he doesn't show my special boy how much he loves him"

That somehow seemed to pacify Chris, somehow I always seemed to have the right answer for Chris. Or maybe, he just felt so ignored, that a little attention just did it.

The rest of the dinner was really fun. My grandson was so please to have someone listening to his stories, that he soon forgot about his father. But not for long.

It was way after eight, when I looked at the clock. Piper said they would come and get him at eight. I smiled at him, they were probably caught up in something.

He looked at the clock. Did I tell you he was so smart, it was amazing?

-"Daddy was coming to get me, he probably had something important to do" he looked hurt "he always has something important to do"

At nine thirty Chris couldn't keep his eyes open, he was trying, hard. He wanted to see his daddy, but sleep was conquering him.

-"Why don't you go to bed, kiddo. I have a spare bedroom, just for you. I can take you to school tomorrow"

-"No... I sleep with Wyatt. I don't want to sleep alone."

I Picked him up, and put him on my lap. He leaned his body against my chest, and I started caressing his hair. He felt asleep right away. I tucked him into bed, he was so tinny and sweet.

It was after midnight when Leo showed up.

-"I am sorry, Victor I had an important meeting and then... Piper.. and"

I punched him hard on the face.

-"You forgot, you bastard. You don't deserve the son you have"

-"But"

I punched him again

-"Victor!"

-"GO... tell Piper I'll take the kid to school tomorrow, and as for you. I don't want you to ever set a foot in this house again. Do you hear me?? EVER. Now go!"

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GOOD LIFE

Next Thursday, here we were having this nice dinner, when my sweet grandson asked me a very weird question. Did I already say he was very smart for his age? Well he was. And curious.

-"Why does my daddy and mommy never let me do anything? And they always treat me like a Baby?"

I was thinking, you are a baby. But poor four year old kid, like any little kid his age, he felt he was BIG enough. Chris continued.

-"And they don't do that to Wyatt?"

-"Cuz they love you very much, and they would be very sad if something happens to you" I answered

-"And they don't love Wy?" He asked shocked and disgusted.

-Hehee, OF COURSE they love Wy, but is different. Cuz he is the oldest and you are the baby!"

Ok, Ok, bare with me.. what could I tell the four year old kid? Cuz your twenty three year old self died in your father's arm when you came from the future to save an evil Wyatt? Come on.. He grew up on a magical family, but still.. that would be too much and then....... Piper would probably blew me up if I told the whole story to her kid.

-"And since he is bigger and more powerful he always has to protect me?"

-"Yeah, Kiddo, something like that."

-"But I don't want to be protected. I wanna protect myself. I wish I was the oldest, I wish I was more powerful. Why is Wy more powerful than me? It's not fair. He doesn't even like magic like I do. I wanna be double blessed to! When Wy was born, dad was a whitelighter. When I was born dad was an elder. I SHOULD BE THE TRIPLED BLESSED.. and I am nothing, and it's not fair." He whined

And somehow.. my mind got filled with flashes of my self sufficient twenty three year old grandson. I picture him living this life, and it was so hard. So, Chris was born independent I guess, and his over-controlling, overprotecting parents were driving him insane at age four. FUNNY!

-"I know, kiddo. I know, but not everything is fair in life"

-"Is it something I did, grandpa. That is why they are so scared something might happen all the time?"

-"What do you mean?"

-"I heard mom and dad talking the other day, and they were saying that they should let me do more stuff, but dad was like what if something happens? I can not go through that again. Every time I see him, I remember that night, and I just wanna pull him close to me and never let go, just to make sure nothing happens to him again. What happened that night, grandpa? What did I do, that they are scared it might happen again? If I say I am sorry, for what happened. If I promise I won't do it again. Will they let me do more stuff?"

So my son in law, didn't end up being such a jerk after all. Shocking...they did need to learn to close the door when they talked about those kind of stuff, though. I would tell them later

-"No kiddo, you didn't do anything, you are perfect. And they are just too scared something might happen to their perfect son. And they are not so scared of something happening to Wyatt, cuz he has that bubble of his. Right?"

-"Hehehe.. Wy's force field is a BUBBLE! That is funny." He laughed "I WANT A FORCE FIELD!" he didn't laugh at that.. at all.

Still, that seemed to pacify Chris, somehow I always seemed to have the right answer for Chris.

The rest of the dinner was really fun. My grandson was so please telling me all his stories, that he soon forgot about double blessed Wyatt and his overprotective parents.

Piper said they would come and get him at eight. But at seven thirty, Leo orbed in with Wyatt.

Chris looked at the clock, he was soo smart. Four years old and could already tell the time!

-"Grandpa" Wyatt cried hugging my leg. I swear, I still can't believe how this adorable, sweet boy could ever had been the source of all evil. I picked him up.

-"DAD, is seven thirty, you said eight. I don't want to go" He said offended, crossing his arms.

-"I know I said eight, buddy. I am sorry. But I was wondering if you, Victor, could watch them for a while. I have a meeting... I am already like, ten minutes late. And Piper, well she is caught up with something" He told Victor, with a meaningful look, he understood it was something demonic "And Wyatt said that he rather come here than to magic school. And since Chris was already here. If you do mind... I can take them somewhere else"

-"PLEASE, PLEASE, grandpa" Said Wyatt and Chris together. Who can say no to that?

-"Sure, don't worry, they can sleep here. I'll take them to school tomorrow"

-"YEAAYYYY" Both little guys cried enthusiastically

-"Ok, Chris...come here and give daddy a hug" Chris ran to his dad, that pulled him up in a tight hug.

-"I love you little buddy. Now don't give your grandpa too many headaches, ok?" Chris nod "And you" To Wyatt "Be good and take care of your little brother, ok?"

-"I always do that, dad!" Wyatt that was still in his grandfather's arm, answered annoyed.

Leo orbed away.

-"Why is it always, be good Wyatt. When Chris is the one that always gets in trouble?"

I laughed.. he said it in a very funny way. But the real reason, wasn't funny at all.

We watch TV, they told me EVERYTHING about their favorite shows.

At nine thirty, the little guys were playing pillow fights in my living-room. I couldn't tell them no. They were just too cute. Suddenly, they stop and cried

-"Pillow couch" Both of the at the same time, kind of spooky. Seconds later the pillows were right back where they were suppose to be. I didn't even have time to ask my self what happened when the answered orbed in.

-"DADDY" They said with innocent faces.

-"Hey buddies. I had a fifteen minute break, and thought I might come to tuck you guys in. And I brought this" He had his pajamas and tooth brush in a back pack

-"DAD I don't want to go to bed" Cried Chris.

Leo grabbed Chris with one arm, and put him on his left shoulder, and then grabbed Wyatt and put him on his right one, walking with both to the bedroom. Victor walked behind.

Victor changed Chris and Leo changed Wyatt. They brush their teeth, and Leo put both of his kids in the same bed, he kiss each of their foreheads and said looking at them.

-"I love you guys, more than you can even imagine. Now, have sweet dreams" He orbed away.

-"Grandpa tell us a story" Asked Chris.

Has baby Chris ever asked you something? I didn't think so.. cuz if not... you'll know how hard it was to say no.

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Vamp-Lynette: There you go. One Smashed Leo on the face, to go, for you. Better? Yeah he is such a jackass.. And so cute on the other life. That I keep on putting him. I will bring some new manor members soon. Thanks for reviewing. Means a lot to me.

Chris Drew Lover: well I was hoping you liked the good life better, if not you'll be kind of a crazy sadist . THANK YOU for that lovely review.. I am not worth it... I am trying to see how would Victor react to each thing, I am glad you liked the way I portrait it!! Hanks for your lovely review again, keep them coming.