AN- Thank you to my faithful readers who keep coming back to read my stories. I know that my first one came out so quick, but this one is going to take a little longer. I have major writer's block and I have CAPT tests coming up soon, so I might not be able to update as much as I want too. Anyway, here is another chapter. Like always, please review.

Ch.3

He stood in front of the door, waiting for it to open. Hopefully waiting for his mother to come and open the door, see him, and pull him into the embrace that he has been waiting for, for years. After a couple of minutes, when no one answered, he sadly looked at his girls.

"Come on girls. We'll come back later and see if they are home," he said. They both looked up at him and he almost cried at the look on their faces. They stood there, practically giving him the puppy dog eyes, plus the like they were going to start crying on the spot. He picked them both up, before turning around. Right when he started to walk down the steps, he heard the door open. He stopped where he was, before carefully putting the girls down on the steps.

"Chris?" she asked. He stood there for a second, before slowly turned around. "Oh, my, god!" she said. They both just stood there for a second, tears in their eyes, before she practically ran to him and brought him into her embrace, just like he had wanted. He stood there, hugging her, not wanting to let go, scared that if he did, she would disappear and no one would be there, but him and his girls. What he didn't know was that she was thinking the same exact thing. She stood there, not letting her embrace go. She stood there, afraid to let go, and listened as he cried on her shoulder. They stood there for minutes, until he came out.

"Hey Piper, where did you…" he stopped what he was saying when he saw him. "Chris?" he asked, just staring at the mother/son moment. Chris picked his head up and looked at him. He quickly pulled away from his mother, before turning his back, and wiping away his tears. Some of the tears that he had been waiting to let go since that day, he lost her. But, he wouldn't let him have the joy and moment of seeing him like this. After he cleaned up his face, he turned back around and looked right into his face, with a stone rock look on his face.

"Leo," Chris said. He saw the pain shoot across his father's face when he said that and for a moment felt a small tug at his heart and felt bad, but then that changed. Everything that he did to him when he was younger came back and he pushed those feelings aside. He once again, just stood there, just staring at the man he called, father. Leo moved in to hug him, but Chris just moved away.

"Daddy," he heard a moment later. Chris immediately looked down, swearing at himself. He couldn't believe that he almost forgot about them. "Who are they?" Marie asked his little curious daughter. She always asked questions, wanting to know every one and everything, just like her mother. On the other hand, Bianca didn't really care. She was more of the independent type and a lot of times didn't like to be bothered, just like him. He looked up from his daughter and came almost face to face with the two people he didn't want to see just yet, maybe later, but not now. Not when he just wanted to spend time with his mother and have her meet her two beautiful granddaughters.

"Chris?" they asked, almost at the same time.

"Matt, Melinda," Chris replied just staring at them.