Declaimer: I don't own Charmed.

Chapter Nine

"I know I'm going to regret asking this." Darryl said entering the kitchen. "But what on earth's going on here?"

"Piper and Prue have kids we didn't know about." Phoebe blurted.

"What!?!" Darryl exclaimed, trying to sound shocked.

"Prue had one daughter," Paige began.

"Catherin Amanda." Chris filled in.

"Cat." Phoebe finished.

"Halliwell of course." Richard added.

"And Piper had three daughters." Paige went on.

"Memory test for ya Chris." Phoebe said. "What are their full names?"

"Kattie Louise, Jessica Mari, and Rebecca Victoria. All Halliwells." Chris replied.

"Nicknames." Richard said. "Bet you don't know them."

"Cat," Chris nodded triumphantly. "I don't know if Kattie has one, Jess or Jessie, and Beca."

"Their ages?" Paige inquired.

"You've caught me out there." Chris admitted. "I don't know."

"How did it happen?" Darryl asked. "I mean what happened?"

"We don't know." Paige said. "We just know they exist."

"They live with Cat's dad, Antony Young, Ants. He lives quite a way away. His hot. He has gone to get the girls. They should be here any minuet." Phoebe babbled extremely fast and excitedly.

The door bell rang.

"That's probably them!" Paige squealed grabbing Phoebe's hand.

Leo and Grams came into the kitchen.

"Is it them?" Phoebe asked.

Leo shrugged.

"Give me Wyatt," Grams said. "Before you crush the poor kid to death."

Phoebe did as she was told.

"How old are the girls Mrs Halliwell?" Chris asked.

"Cat's 14, Kattie's 12, Jessie's 10 and Beca's 8." Grams replied.

"Grams," Phoebe sounded suspicious. "Did you know about this before hand?"

"No." Grams said. "'Cause if I did you would have too."

"You're meant to be dead." Richard said pointing at her.

"Oh she's over that honey." Paige said.

"I don't stay dead long." Grams put in. "My granddaughters are too lovely to wait 'till they die to see again."

"Oh." Richard said dully. Paige's family was confusing.

"Where's the freezer?" Ants came in with a shopping bag.

"Here I'll take it." Chris said.

"What's in the bag?" Leo asked.

"Can we go in yet?" Phoebe and Paige asked together.

"No not yet." Ants said. "And ice cream. Has Piper told you?"

"We know she's pregnant," Grams said. "What else isn't she telling us?"

"Nothing." Ants smiled warmly. "That's what I was inquiring about."

"What was Piper's fiancée's name?" Grams asked suddenly.

"She told you about him?" Ants asked totally shocked.

"Yhea." Paige said.

"Every thing." Phoebe lied smoothly.

"You see," Chris said. "She was just about to tell us his name when the door bell rang."

"No." Darryl butted in. "She would never tell any one his name. She's far too scared of him, of losing the girls to him. She hates his guts."

"And that's putting it mildly." Ants said. "If Piper wants to tell you she will. But let's just say if I ever get my hands on that sleazy scumbag you and he will know about it."

"Too right!" If Darryl hadn't already given him self away he had now.

"What did he do?" Phoebe mouthed to Grams.

"Who?"Grams mouthed back.

"Piper's fiancée." Phoebe mouthed.

Ants turned around before she could answer.

They both smiled at him.

"Alright," Piper said walking into the kitchen. "I'm as ready as I'm ever going to be and the girls are dying to meat you, and I really want to see you again," Her expression grew grave. "Darryl, Kattie's hair's blue."

"Why exactly is he still breathing?" Darryl pointed at Ants.

"Because it's not permanent." Piper replied. "But I can guarantee that blood will be spilled if any thing like this ever happens again."

"In my defence I'd like to say I had no idea what was going on." Ants held up his hands. "She just came out of the bathroom with bright blue hair, and gave me a heart attack."

"Can we go in now?" Paige asked pulling at Phoebe's arm.

"Piper?" Phoebe asked.

"In one minuet." Piper said. "Grams. Jessie wants to know if you have some sort of a problem with being dead!"