True Lies

Summary: Mel's life is turned upside down when she finds out her mother was a Halliwell witch. She meets her cousins, but closes her self off from the world. When Chris comes to the past, though, she begins to open up again. Why?

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN IT! Chris would still be there if I did. BTW, I don't own the songs either.

Rating: PG13

Setting: Nearing the end of season five and on into season six.

Seems like just yesterday
You were a part of me
I used to stand so tall
I used to be so strong
Your arms around me tight
Everything, it felt so right
Unbreakable, like nothin' could go wrong
Now I can't breathe
No, I can't sleep
I'm barely hanging on

Behind these Hazel Eyes

Kelly Clarkson

True Lies

Chapter Four

Vengeance

LAST TIME

A couple of hours later, I was up in the attic. I had a picture in my hand of my mom, Jerry, and me. I cut him out of the picture and into small pieces on the floor.

Phoebe's voice came from behind me, "Piper's not going to like that."

I smiled, "I'll clean it up, I promise."

"The police called to say they still haven't found your mom's killer."

"They won't" I spoke inaudibly to no one in particular.

"Are you okay?" Phoebe really sound concerned.

"No." I couldn't lie.

"It'll be okay"

"I wish it would, but it won't."

"Maybe not today, but maybe…" She started.

I interrupted, "Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow."

MELINDA'S POV

A month or so passed with the new white lighter sending the sisters out to vanquish the demons, constantly. Piper was Ms. Eccentric, which was rather annoying when push came down to shove.

Paige had decided to go back to work doing temp jobs, which constantly led to some magical fiasco or another. Phoebe was just going to work and trying to deal with the rest of our deranged family.

I had begun to get to know this Chris character. He was about 22. After much coercion, he told me that his parents and all but one of his aunts and uncles were dead. I quickly found out that it was one of his aunts.

He had really kept his tongue under control with the sisters, but seemed to just blab everything to me. I had no problem with that. I promised him that all he told me would stay quiet, and as much as it baffled me, he trusted me. That was a new one on me, someone trusting me, I mean.

I sat in the floor with my back to my door of the bedroom. I heard someone knock and then open it. I just kept staring at the picture of my mother. Jerry was going to pay, that was one thing I knew. I had it planned out for tonight. I'm going to go after Jerry alone, tonight.

I heard a voice behind me call my name in just above a whisper. I turned to find Chris, not that that surprised me to begin with. "What are you doing?" his voice made me wonder if he already knew, so I went for it.

"You know what I am about to do, right?" It was supposed to resemble a question, but it sounded more like a statement. His simple nod answered her, but it was the word that came from his mouth that made her heart sink, "Jerry".

"You're not going to stop me from doing it." This time it sounded more like a question than it was meant to. He looked at me with those green eyes that were so familiar, "I don't plan to get in the way of history."

"Do I succeed?" It was a simple enough question. He shook his head, and began, "Fut…"

"Chris." I interrupted in a tone that meant 'tell me.' He rolled his eyes as if trying to figure what kind of power I had over him to make him tell the truth. He then looked down ward and stared at some spot on the floor, "Not the first time, you were just about killed."

I took in what he said. I didn't care if I died, as long as he paid for what he did to her, but deeper down, for taking her from me when I needed her most.

I held his chin up to me, "I have to do this. He killed her. He killed my mother." His eyes held something that hinted to me that he understood on some level that need that I had.

I showed Chris my plan, as to what I was going to do. He laughed, and I couldn't help ask what. He laughed harder, "What kind of spell is this?" "HEY! Give me a break okay, I'm new at this. Chris stopped laughing.

With a faint smile on his face that emanated longing, Chris asked me, "Can I go with you to help?" There was something about him at that moment that I couldn't say no to, something in those familiar green eyes. "Come on."

Piper walked in to find a note on the desk, as her sisters walked in behind her.

Piper, Phoebe, Paige:

Whoever gets this first let the others know I'm safe. I'm just going over to my friend, Jerry's crib for a while, and don't worry adults will be there. I'll see you all later.

Love

Mel

Chris orbed me into the place where he was supposedly located for the time being. I looked him in the face, when Chris orbed me into his place. He smirked, "I didn't expect you to walk right to me and ask to die."

"Before I do this, know, I HATE YOU!" I glared heavily at him.

I threw my greenish-blue potion at him and began to chant the spell.

I call upon the Halliwell line,

Help me in this time,

Vanquish this warlock with no spine,

Finished with this very rhyme.

Okay, so it was a pathetic spell, even with Chris's tweaks, but once again I was new to this world of being a witch.

The point is he went boom, actually more like he was swallowed up in flames. For once, since my mother's death, I wasn't afraid. Now I have to deal with my "charming" cousins.

As I had expected all the sisters were sitting on the couch waiting for Chris and me. Piper was PO'd, as she yelled, "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? Chris?" (Even with Leo's spell hanging over her head, she can still yell at family like that, when her overprotective side kicked in.)

"If you'll sit down I'll explain," I started, and quickly added at Piper's look over to Chris, "Don't look at him, this was all me. I'm the one who went over to Jerry's."

"Who's Jerry?" Phoebe chimed in, obviously not to happy with the current situation.

"My step-father." I said simply, but soon added, "the warlock that killed mom." The tears in my eyes threatened to fall.

Paige was the only one who could get anything out, "What?"

"My step-father, Jerry, was a warlock. I didn't know it though. I didn't even know I was a witch until that morning. I ran out, but not before my fist collided with Jerry's face. I was trying to get a grasp on things. I came home hours later to police cars, and my mom laying on the floor dead. I remember looking up and seeing that smirk, that evil, confident smirk, before he left. I went to the kitchen to get some water before the coppers played twenty questions with me. That's when I found this." I handed Piper the note that I had found that day. The tears were freely falling now. They are going to hate me when they realize that I killed my mother. I can barely live with it myself.

I shrank back in my seat, at this moment I wished I was anywhere but here. Phoebe walked over, and grabbed my shoulder, "Why didn't you tell us, we could've helped?"

"He's vanquished now so why does it matter." At Piper's questioning glance, I continued, "That's what I was doing at his place."

They knew that they would have to yell at me later, so they all pulled me into a hug. It was too much, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I yelled and backed away. Their questioning glances nearly killed me. "Don't you get it, I killed her and all you could do was say how sorry you are. I left her with him. I killed my mother." I ran off in sobs, "I killed her."