A/N: Heeey! A lot of people have been asking what Charlotte's middle name is. Well you can stop asking because you find out this chapter!

Here are the thank you's for CHAPTER 39 ONLY!

Matt91: Glad you loved the chapter and glad you like how I'm updating sooner! Lol.

Bunn2007: Haha. Yeah, he's not sooo bad. I mean, I'd go gaga if a guy did that for me.

Prince Halliwell: You'll find out about Charlotte's powers in the Mini-Series (Which is yet untitled and being worked on)

The Cheese Fairy: ooh, that is spooky! Kinda like when you read the line, "The phone rang-" and then the phone rings! Or, "there was a knock at the door" and then someone knocks! Lol.

Ilovedrew88: Yeah, I kind of forgot that they still weren't married. Lol. So I figured, hey, gotta have them marry at some point.

Charmedchick4eva: No problemo. Glad you liked the lyrics!

NOTICE: The Mini Series won't be a long for a long time! After I finish Part 2 of AVOU, I need to do P3. Then while I plan the Mini-Series, I need to finish the other 3 or 4 fanfics I've neglected since December or January. But it will come, so look for it!

This chapter might be a little short, but it's worth it! Trust me.

Please enjoy and please review

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Melinda yawned and rolled over in the bed. She had set Charlotte in her crib to nap, and she and Scott had fallen asleep in bed, too. She reached out her arm to drape over Scott.

Only he wasn't there.

Come to think of it, she couldn't hear Charlotte crying. – because she wasn't crying.

Melinda sat up in bed and looked around. Charlotte was gone – again! – and Scott was nowhere to be seen,

Terrified, Melinda got out of bed and down the steps. She looked around, her throat dry and her hands shaky. A noise in the kitchen startled her, but she ran towards it.

Charlotte was sitting in her high chair, and Scott was feeding her breakfast.

"I didn't realize kids this young got fed soft food. I thought they still needed to be breast fed," Scott said.

Melinda sighed a breath of relief. "They do. And I still do breast feed her. But her doctor said she could get one meal of soft food, too, at this point,"

"Well, no one's home. Wyatt went to the club, and Chris went out with Sam. I don't think Charlotte's really enjoying her breakfast . . ." Scott said nonchalantly.

Melinda smacked him. "In your dreams, buddy. We need to give her a bath and set her in her playpen while we start planning the wedding."

Scott sighed and nodded. "Yeah, yeah, I know. But you owe me, now."

Melinda wasn't looking at him. It didn't even seem like she had heard him. Suddenly, she said, "I wish my mom were here for my wedding. She and my aunts were only here for a few days when Charlotte was born, then they had to go back and I miss them and I wish my mom could be here for my wedding, too, but I don't know if she will be."

"I don't know you're mom and aunts very well, and I'm still trying to get over the fact that they are dead and can still come here and visit. But if I know anything, it's that your Mom would do everything possible to be here for your wedding. Your aunts, too," Scott said, holding his fiancée's hand.

"All this talk is so depressing."

Melinda gasped and turned around. She narrowed her eyes in confusion, then they widened. "Grams?"

Grams – Phoebe's grandmother – smiled at them.

"Hello, my darling great-granddaughter, Scott. And My great-great granddaughter," Grams said, walking to Charlotte and lifting her from her high chair. She hugged Charlotte close.

"What are you doing here? Not that I'm not glad to see you," Melinda added quickly.

"Well, Charlotte's what? Two weeks old, now? Three, four? She needs a proper Wiccaning," Grams replied.

Melinda smiled. "And you came to give her one."

Grams nodded, smiling.

"Does-does that mean my mom and Aunts will come, too?" Melinda asked suddenly.

Grams looked away awkwardly. "No, I-I'm afraid not. But-"

"-But I'll be there."

Melinda frowned and looked around. There was no body to go with the voice.

Then white orbs filled the spot beside Grams and Prue Halliwell appeared, smiling.

"Hey."

Melinda's jaw dropped. Her mom had shown her pictures of Prue, and had told her all about her, everything up until the day when she had been murdered by Shax. Melinda had seen pictures of Prue, but to be seeing her in the flesh? Well, not literally, but still . . .

"A-Aunt Prue?" Melinda asked stupidly.

Prue laughed. "Good, you know who I am."

"How – what – but-" Melinda stammered.

"The Elders were being assholes and not letting the others come, but I convinced them to let me come in their place. I know it's not the same, but it's better than nothing," Prue replied.

Melinda smiled. "It's better than having no one at all." Although her smile was forced and her words were lies. Grams and Prue were better than nothing, but she wanted her mom and her aunts so badly.

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Later that night, Grams and Prue stood in the attic with Wyatt, Chris, Scott, and Melinda who was holding Charlotte. Charlotte was dressed in a white Wiccaning outfit.

"Prue, will you help me summon?" Grams asked the Eldest Halliwell sister.

Prue smiled and nodded, then joined hands with Grams and they chanted:

"I call forth from space and time

matriarchs from the Halliwell line.

Mothers, daughters, sisters, friends

our family's spirit without end,

to gather now in this sacred place

and help us bring this child to grace."

The room was suddenly lit up with white light as Warren and Halliwell witches from Generations Past appeared in the circle of white candles.

And in the front of the group stood Piper, Phoebe, and Paige.

Melinda's eyes widened and sparkled with shock and joy.

Grams and Prue smiled broadly at Piper, Phoebe, and Paige, then at Melinda.

"The next generation has been born into our family, our legacy," Grams said, facing the Halliwell Matriarchs. She took Charlotte from Melinda. "We pledge to be with this child, this beautiful girl always. Apart but never separate, free but never alone. She is one of us and because of that, we will bless her with all the goodness that we are. Welcome to the family, Charlotte Prudence Halliwell." She kissed Charlotte on the cheek. "Blessed be."

The Matriarchs, then Melinda and Scott, then Wyatt and Chris repeated, "Blessed Be."

All the Matriarchs, sans Grams, Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige, left in a sparkle of white.

Phoebe left the circle of candles, becoming whole, and ran to Melinda, hugging her tightly.

"Mom! I didn't think you'd make it!" Melinda cried.

"Did you think we'd miss this? And trust me, we'll be at your wedding, too," Phoebe replied.

Piper and Paige stepped from the circle and each in turn hugged Melinda, Wyatt, Chris, and hugged Charlotte.

"Are you here for a long time?" Melinda asked hopefully.

Phoebe shook her head. "No. I'm afraid not. But don't forget what I said: we'll definitely be back for your wedding."

Melinda nodded sadly.

"We have to go, but we'll be back," Phoebe said. "I promise."