Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed, but what would be the fun in that? If I owned Charmed, I wouldn't be as compelled to write this fanfiction.
Author's Note: To those that actually read this, I'll have to ask you to suspend your disbelief because from here on out, Gideon will have knowlegde of things that took place before he was even introduced into the show, and for scenes he wasn't present in. My only explanation for that other than that its integral to the plotline of this story, lets just say that in order to be Piper's guide, he needed to be informed of those things and that happened between the end of season six and when my story's taking place. Enjoy.
"Well believe it because it's true." Gideon replied with a sigh. He didn't like this anymore than she did, but he'd just thought of a way to make things interesting.
"So tell me what you thought of Chris when you first met him?" He asked, stifling a laugh, oh how he was going to enjoy this so.
"Didn't we change the subject?" Piper asked briskly. She didn't know what he had planned, but she didn't like where this was headed.
"Yes, well, I changed it back." Gideon admitted, smiling maniacally.
"Fine," Piper sighed "when I first met Chris, I didn't know what to think of him. One of the thoughts running through my head when I first met him was that while he was quite clearly attractive, looking back on it now it's obvious as to why-" Piper stopped, giving Gideon time to admire her lovely cheekbones before resuming. "He was also intensely aggravating. He was so cocky, every time I looked at him with that smirk, I wanted nothing more than to smack it off his face." She breathed before she realized the weight of what she'd just said.
"Why a-" She started, but was abruptly cutoff.
"Ah, but you did so much more than that, no? You Halliwell women have always been ones for the theatrics." Gideon stated, his smirk growing wider with each word. Piper looked at him quizzically before he continued. "Does blasting him into a dresser ring any bells?" Gideon questioned, he felt giddy as he saw the horror appear on her face and the regret in her eyes. Piper blinked twice as she felt her eyes begin to brim with tears.
So this is where he was taking this, he's gonna guilt trip me. Piper thought. Well, she couldn't say it wasn't working. "But I-" She began in her defense before Gideon cut her off once again.
"Were under the influence of Mother Nature?" he finished for her. All Piper could manage was to nod. "Yes, but transformations work like Andres, the rage demon. They work with who you are and only serve to amplify what already felt. Needless to say, regardless of the transformation you were tempted to blow him into smithereens. I dare say, I never would have thought you to abuse your own child." Gideon finished. More interesting indeed, this was quite fun.
"You can't say that, I-we couldn't have known!" Piper said whilst trembling, threatening to cry those unshed tears.
"Honestly Piper, anyone with eyes could have known, all you had to do was look at him. Chris had your mannerisms, your cheekbones as you previously pointed out, and Leo's eyes!" Gideon countered.
"You didn't see it either, none of the rest of you did!" Piper choked out.
"Ah, but it wasn't our job to see it, no one is at fault more than you for missing what was right under your nose! You're his mother; it's a mother's job first and foremost to always know her own child. No matter how far in the future they may have traveled from." Gideon finished flatly.