Charmed Season 9: Our Generation
School, magic and secret boyfriend – part II
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A/N: I would like to inform you that I have updated the Character page, in this fic, so you might want to check that out before you read the chap. I'd like to thank skylar and Brett (anonymous readers) for reading and reviewing my fic, it means a lot thanks. Also love to thank HabsGirl31 and lizardmomma for reading, reviewing and fallowing means a lot to me! I'd like to thank Victoria's World for fallowing, thanks! And last, but never least I'd like to thank hungergamespettalover for fallowing and favoriteing both my fic and me, it means so much to me thanks! Love yas.
Now on with the story! ;)
"Patricia." He called standing up from the bleachers, and walking towards her.
"What are you doing here?" She asked with her voice barely louder than a whisper, her shocked features turning to happy as she ran towards the man, throwing her arms around his neck when the met, his swiftly encircling around her waist.
Patricia berried her head in the crouch of his neck, as he pulled her closer resting his head on hers.
"I thought you were going to be away for next month?" She questioned, pulling away a little bit to look up at him.
"Change of plans." He answered capturing her lips in a kiss. "I have to get going and you have school, but I'll see you later." He said once they parted.
"Stephan…" She trailed off; they had already had this conversation so many times she had lost count.
"Yes?" He urged cupping her cheek in his hand.
"I hate us" she gestured her finger between them "being a secret. My mom's an empath, do you know how hard it is." She whispered looking up into his eyes.
"Trixie, I told you I can't tell you my whole story, but if you trust me, you'll know it's just too dangerous for us to make our relationship public. Please." He asked, eyes begging for her to drop the subject as he leaned his forehead against hers.
She closed her eyes and nodded, unsatisfied with the answer, but not in the mood to start a fight.
"Dangerous people will hurt you if they find out you are with me…" He responded, in a low whisper, but Patricia heard and her eyes flew open at the new information.
"But…" She tried to put in that she was the daughter of a Charmed One, she could take care of danger, but he cut her off.
"Please just hold on a bit longer, and then I'll tell you all you need to know. Please." He begged her in a low voice.
"You've…" She started once more, but as if he had read her mind, he cut her off.
"I know, I know I have told you this a lot of times. But, trust me."
She nodded, as he pulled her closer to him for a hug, and she held on leaning her head against his chest, knowing that she shouldn't trust him this easily especially if he is hiding so much, but she couldn't help but feel safe when she was with him.
"I need to go." She said fixing her backpack strap that was sliding off her shoulder.
"Ok." He said brushing his lips against hers quickly. "I'll meet up with you later, k?"
She nodded, and bought his lips down for another passionate kiss, before they parted and Patricia left the gym waving back at him. A smile spread out on both of their faces.
At the Manner, in the living room
"Who are you going to ask to be your best man?" Sophia asked Wyatt.
They were both in the manner, sitting on the couch in the living room, with Piper seated on an arm chair.
"I was thinking of Chris."
"That's sweet." Piper responded. "And the maid of honor?" Piper asked turning towards Sophia.
"I wanted my high school best friend to be my maid of honor, but we've lost contact when I started college." Sophia huffed, grabbing Wyatt's hand. "So I'm still thinking about it, but I'm almost sure I'll be asking my cousin Rosie."
"Sounds good." Piper said, writing it down in a small note book. "You have to make a list of people invited, and send out invitations, and then make a list of who's coming and who won't, so I can know which hall you will need me to book for you at the restaurant." Piper said, handing the notebook to Sophia, for her to be able to make a guest list. "So when's the date?"
"Next month. I'll have to go to the church and see when they're free."
"You too are getting married at a church?" Piper asked, looking at Wyatt with an unsure look.
"Why? Is there a problem?" Sophia asked.
"Nothing." Piper said, with a smile. "It's just that it's tradition in this family to get married in the manner, but it's your choice."
"You have a tradition?" Sophia asked, looking at Wyatt with questioning eyes, before turning back to Piper. "I didn't know. If we may," Sophia started looking at Piper with a hopeful smile. "I would like to continue with that tradition."
"That would be nice." Piper nodded, and Sophia placed her hand on Piper's.
Then her cell phone ringed, she pulled it out of her jean pocket. "Oh, it's from work. I have to go, but you anything that Rob needs help with the editing, the computers have been down lately." She stated, than she kissed Wyatt on the lips before turning to Piper. "I appreciate your help so much, Mrs. Halliwell."
"Piper." She interrupted.
"Of course, Piper. Bye." She called waving and walking out of the manner.
"Mom." Wyatt stated. "I know what you think, but it's not like we could be married the Wicca way anyway because of her family."
"I didn't say anything." Piper said seriously.
Wyatt shook his head. "I have to get to the hospital." Piper nodded as Wyatt kissed her on the cheek. "I'll tell her." He stated, before he left as well.
A/N: I know it's short, and I'm terribly sorry for taking so long to update, it has just been crazy lately, with immigrants leaving, and school starting soon. JSYK: My updates will be less frequent during school time, (starts the 14th), so sorry.