A Hidden Truth

Do You Believe in Magic?

A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while. I had a lot of it (almost all of it) written, just not typed, but then I went on vacation for Memorial weekend, and I've had a lot of homework this week. Now on to the story!

"Do I believe in magic? Um, like magic as in Wicca or magic as in 'special abilities'?" Peyton asked.

"Either one," Paige replied.

"Well, ya, I think I do. Why do you ask?"

"Okay, I'll you, but you can't tell anyone."

"Got it."

"I'm a witch, which means so are you. I'm also part Whitelighter, which is like guardian angel."

"Wow! Is that why I appear places when I'm thinking of them?"

"Yup, that's orbing. It's a Whitelighter power."

"Hey, this is totally random, but can I ask you a serious question?"

"Sure, shoot."

"Who is my father?" Peyton asked, looking into Paige's eyes.

"Honestly, I don't know. It's not that I was 'with' a lot of guys, it's just I got drunk at a party, and I think you can figure out the rest. I know that makes me seem really bad, but really, I'm not like that anymore." Well, not really.

"Oh. Well, at least you told me the truth," Peyton replied. Paige could tell she wanted to know about her father. Poor girl, thought Paige. "Okay, on a slightly more cheerful note, let's go back to magic. What powers do you have?"

"I have orbing, telekinetic orbing, healing, glamouring and sensing. Come on, my house is just around the corner. I want to show you something." Peyton and Paige walked around the corner and towards the large house. As they walked in, they heard Phoebe and Piper in the living room.

"Phoebe, Piper! I'm back! And look who I brought with me!"

"Ooh! Who d'ya bring?" Phoebe said like a six-year-old.

"Piper, Phoebe, this is Peyton. Peyton, these are my older sisters Piper and Phoebe, your aunts. They are witches too. Piper has two sons, which would be your cousin, Wyatt and Chris."

"Hi, nice to meet you," Peyton said politely but softly.

"Nice to meet you too," Piper and Phoebe said.

"Okay, well I'm gonna go show her the BOS," Paige said leading her daughter upstairs. Wow, that sounds weird: My daughter.

"Okay, Peyton, are you staying for dinner?" Piper asked.

"Uh, no, I have to be back for dinner by seven-thirty."

"Okay, sweetie. Maybe you can come tomorrow."

"If it's okay with Toni, I'd love to."

"C'mon, c'mon. Let's go upstairs now!" Paige said impatiently.

As Peyton and Paige were going up to the attic, Peyton asked, "What should I call you? I've been avoiding calling you anything."

"You can call me whatever you want. That's your choice.

"I think I'll call you mom. I've wanted to call someone mom."

"Okay, that's totally fine." Paige stopped in front of the attic door. Then, in a scary, story-telling voice, she said, "What you are about to see is a legacy passed down from generation to generation. It was started by Melinda Warren in the 1600s. She was the first witch in our family. Over these hundreds of years, each generation has added to this special book. Let's go in and see it." Paige opened the door and led Peyton to the Book of Shadows. Peyton's mouth dropped open. "This is called the Book of Shadows. It contains information about demons, warlocks, and other creatures we have faced or our ancestors have encountered. It also contains tons of spells, but some of these are personal gain, and they have annoying consequences."

"Oh, my God!" Peyton exclaimed.

"You look at the book for a while, and I'll be right back. Don't say any spells out loud!"

"Okay, I won't," Peyton replied. Paige then left the attic and found her sisters in the kitchen.

"Hey, you guys. I found some stuff out about Peyton today. She lives in a group home. Maybe she can come live here! What do you guys think?" Paige said quickly with a lot of enthusiasm.

"I think that's a great idea, Paige. You can get to know your daughter better, and we can teach her about her powers," Phoebe said. "What about you, Piper? Wha'd'ya think?"

"I totally agree. And I think that Wyatt might like having an older cousin. Chris might be a little iffy, but he's a year and a half!"

"Okay, I'm gonna go back up to the attic. I'll wait till I talk to Toni before I tell Peyton."

"Tell Peyton what?" said a voice. It was Peyton. Uh oh, thought Paige. I guess I have to tell her.

"Um… We were just talking, and we were wondering if you would maybe consider …um…moving in here. We were going to talk to Toni first, but now I guess I'll tell you first since I've already told-"

"Rambling…Oh and I would love to move in! Is it a long process or do you just say that you gave me up and now you want me back? Will we have to go to court? How long will this take? Will I-"

"Peyton: Now you are rambling. I guess the saying is true: 'Like mother, like daughter,'" Paige said with a smile. "This is going to be so great having you live here. Oh, and it could be a long process, and it might only take a day. It really depends. But right now, we have to get you back for dinner."

"Okay. Bye Aunt Phoebe and Aunt Piper," Peyton said. I like the sound of that.

"Bye," Phoebe and Piper said as Paige and Peyton walked out of the kitchen. Then Phoebe said, "She called us Aunt Phoebe and Aunt Piper. I think she will fit in well."

"Yup, she will," replied Piper.