Something Big
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A/n: Time for a new chapter. You know what? Surprisingly this is one of my easier fanfics to write. I just never get around to it. School is finally over! At last! Like you guys care. You just want to read the story. Fine. Read it!
Chapter 4: Welcome To The Past
"I don't understand. Where'd she go?" Leo was pacing in the attic with a puzzled expression on. Thirty minutes had passed since Chris's near death experience. Plenty of hugs, tears, and smothering kisses were shared after the whitelighter miracle. Piper and Leo were happy once more and Chris was content with just being around his family. Especially without a gapping hole in his chest.
Piper sat o the couch next to her son. She steadily watched her mortal husband wear holes in the rug at his feet. Questions raced through her mind as well and she was hoping for some answers.
"Why would she just leave? And who was she? Did the Elders send her? If not, why did she come?" More questions poured from his mouth as the frustration boiled over.
"I'm just glad she saved my wittle baby Chris," Piper said mockingly.
She turned her head to look at her son. She expected a remark about what she had called him. That's when she spotted the amused look on Chris's face. His eyes twinkled as he watched the frustrated ex-Elder.
"You know, don't you?" accused Piper. "You know who that was."
"I have a pretty good idea," Chris smiled.
"What?" Leo said, stopping his walking in circles. "You've been letting me get all worked up about this for the past fifteen minutes, wondering, when you knew all along?"
"I made a guess when you two informed me how I was healed," Chris explained.
"Who was it then?" Piper asked.
Chris smiled and turned to face the ceiling.
"Melinda!" he called.
Instantly, orbs swirled from the ceiling to descend upon the hardwood floors. The sparkling lights took the shape of a body before vanishing to reveal a young girl. There stood, smiling in front of them, the whitelighter who had created the miracle.
"You called?" she giggled.
"Did you have to leave so abruptly, without an explanation?" Chris scolded.
"Ah, what kind of miracle doesn't have a little mystery to it?" she giggled again.
Chris turned to face his parents.
"This," he gestured toward the giggling teen, "is Melinda…your daughter from the future."
At Chris's statement, both Leo and Piper's mouths flew wide open. Their jaws dropped dramatically. Their eyes grew wide with shock. Melinda's giggles grew louder at the sight of her parents in such a state.
Before either adult could regain their composure, Melinda gained hers. She turned to her brother with a smirk.
"What happened to your policy of 'telling too much could change the future'?" she questioned.
"T-That's what I wanna know," a voice said from the doorway.
Phoebe was done with her column and was home from her job at the Mirror. She stood in the attic doorway next to her younger sister. Melinda and Chris turned to stare at their aunts.
"Ya gonna answer big brother?" Melinda nudged Chris. Chris shrugged.
"I figure since they know about me, why not know about you too? We've probably changed the future too many times. Who knows what it brings?"
"I do!" Melinda jumped up.
Chris instantly clamped a hand over Melinda's smiling mouth a whispered in her ear.
"There are certain things they can't know. It'd be too dangerous if they did."
Melinda put on a somber expression at his words. Chris released his sister and faced his aunts.
"We know that," he laughed.
Leo was the first to speak of the stunned couple.
"O-Our daughter?" he questioned meekly.
Melinda turned to look at her father. A beautiful smile lit up her face as she looked at her father with love. He was one of three men that she cherished most in life.
"Yeah dad. I'm the daughter of the best parents in the world."
Leo's eyes shown as bright as they had when he saw that his second son had returned to him.
Piper smiled at the brunette. She slowly walked over to Melinda. Gently, a loving hand was placed upon Melinda's shoulder and Piper looked into her daughter's soft, brown eyes.
"She does look like me," Piper whispered.
Then she smiled a motherly smile and pulled Melinda into a loving hug. She embraced the young girl that would some day be her baby girl. Piper thought of what a great family she was blessed with. She leaned down to speak in her daughter's ear.
"Welcome to the past."
A/n: Chapter four? Check! And it's a longer one, still short though. Finally. I actually wrote this on the plane trip from my mom in New Hampshire, to my dad in Indiana. My brother slept the whole way. He didn't bother me at all! Of course we did leave at three thirty in the morning. It was nice, considering he's been pretty evil lately. Well the evil will be plentyful ay my dad's since we share a room. That'll be fun. +sarcasm drips heavily from voice+ Gotta go cause the plane's gonna land. Then I'll write another chapter! Yahhhh! Turbulence! S-See y-ya-a s-soo-oon, I h-hope!