AN- I am going to be writing another version of this story and the Living With The Pain, which includes them all having their powers. But, you won't see a lot of demons or any thing in the stories. They will be almost the same as these two, just with some changes that will be very easy to see, while others will not be. Sorry for taking so long to update, but as usual please read and review.
Ch.11
6 people stood in the room. Bianca's parents, Ann and Keith, Piper, and much to Chris's dismay, Leo, Chris, and Jack, Chris's lawyer.
"How could you?" he asked, staring at them.
"How could we?" she started, "How could you? You took them and left right after they were born. We never even had a chance to meet our granddaughters." This caused Chris to get angry.
"If you wanted to meet them then why weren't you at the hospital when I called the day she was having them, huh?" he asked. They just stood there, not saying anything.
"That's what I thought. You say that I never gave you the chance, but that's a lie. I only lived 10 minutes away from you. That's closer than where I lived from my own mother. I stayed there for 2 years and you didn't even notice. Everyday, I saw you two drive by my house. Everyday, I heard you two walking down the street joking and laughing like nothing was wrong. Well, you know what something was. Your only daughter had died and you two acted like nothing had happened. Your two granddaughters were out there somewhere and you two weren't even looking for them and now all of a sudden, after 3 years you two want to be in their lives and now want custody of them," Chris exploded. Piper stood there, proud of her son. Finally, he was standing up for himself and his two daughters. The only bad part was that the only other time she had ever seen him get this angry was with Leo and she didn't like the outcome of what had happened.
"After everything that has happened over these 3 years, what makes you two think that I will even let you get visitation rights. It will be over my dead body, the next time you ever want to see my daughters!" he yelled, before slamming the door shut and leaving. He left two very shocked and speechless people standing in the room, along with his mother, Leo, and his lawyer.
Half an hour later, he arrived at the house. He slowly got out of the cab, paid the driver, and slowly but surely made his way up to the door. At first, he wanted to turn around, but once again got the courage and knocked on the door. He waited about a minute before the door opened, to revel 4 very shocked friends.
"Chris?" Claire asked. They all just stood there.
"Yeah, it's me," he replied, before being pulled into a hug by them.
"How have you been?" Mike asked, as they all sat down on the couch.
"I'm good. I have actually been staying in Nevada for the past 2 months with my real father," he replied.
"Wait," Craig started, "what do you mean your real father?" Chris then proceeded to tell them the story about Greg and Piper and Leo and Piper, followed by the story of what just happened with Bianca's parents.
"Wow," they all said.
"So, how are the girls?" Katie asked.
"They're good. They are both with my father right now back in Nevada. I actually have pictures of them for you guys," Chris replied, before handing out the pictures of them.
"Oh, they are so adorable. They definitely look like Bianca, nothing like you at all," Claire said, but immediately regretted it. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it," she added.
"No, it's ok. I actually agree with you on this. They remind me so much of her that sometimes it's hard to look at them," he admitted, quickly followed by tears rushing to his eyes.
"So, how old are they and what are their names?" Katie asked.
"More like how do you tell them apart?" Mike asked.
"Well," Chris started, "this is Marie Isabel and this is Bianca Elizabeth. They are both 3 years old. It's kind of easy to tell them apart even though they are identical twins. See, Bianca has a tint of green mostly in her left eye, while Marie has it mostly in her right eye. Plus, I'm their father, so it's easy for me," he responded, as he pointed each one in the picture. The 5 friends then sat there for the next couple of hours as they caught up the past three years and remembered the old times when it use to be all six of them.
