Melinda Denae Warren was scared. No one was willing to notice with that dang genie hanging around somewhere, but it did not change the facts. I could hear Piper in the other room yelling at Phoebe about how she knew better than to make wishes with a genie. Chris's insistance on keeping Piper there was getting on Phoebe's nerves, too. I ignored it for a moment as I thought about my situation.

Pregnant. With my stepfather's kids. Seventeen years old and pregnant with my demonic stepfather's twin girls. How was I going to be able to handle this? How did I do it in my other life? One thing was for sure, I was in for the ride of my life.

She was thinking about that when I heard Piper's voice raise once again, "What the hell? Where's Phoebe?" At that I ran headlong up the stairs to figure out what was happening. As I reached the top, I saw Chris staring at the bottle the genie stayed in and Phoebes was nowhere to be seen.

"What's going on?" I asked Piper, trying to respect Chris. He had not talked to me since he brought me and Ebony back from Birmingham. It was breaking my heart, but what was there that I could do? I could not force an adult boy to deal with me, even if I did raise him for half his life.

"The genie was a demon, and now Phoebe's a genie. Phoebe would you get out of there?" Piper was extremely frustrated.

Phoebe's answer didn't help matters either, "I don't know how. Maybe...Command me."

Piper tried, but when it didn't work she heard Phoebe say, "Not you, my master." When I realized that meant Chris, I was about to fall over and laugh my head off. Maybe a little family time is good for me right now. I've never really had that to fall back onto. Christopher seemed dumbfounded, and Phoebe knew she was in trouble.

All I could do was laugh, when Leo told us that there was a warning label on the bottle.

CHRIS'S POV

My mind is running in so many directions right now. Things are really complicated. Mom would know what to do. She always knows what to do. Things are out of control.

Add Phoebe being a genie to the mix and you have complete madness. There were things I could get out of it though. Like, I don't know. I'll think of something, eventually.

Aunt Mel...my mind just keeps going back to her. How did I not know? Why didn't I stop Jerry? Why can't I just talk to her? Probably because she'll try to comfort me. She was the one that was hurt. She never makes sense about that kind of thing.

So, that sends me back to the being conceived problem I'm having. Mom and Dad are really not on the best of terms. How do I get them together. The love potion and any spells have pretty much been vetoed. I really don't want to end up as the son of the 'fireman.' I'll bet he's a demon in disguise anyway. If he lays one finger on my mother... Wow, I can be paranoid. Paranoid and Neurotic. I heard Madison's voice tell me. She was the oldest of the twins.

I turned the corner, when I had a brilliant thought. I saw that the sister's were in the living room. "Phoebe, can I have a word with you...in private." Phoebe went to the kitchen with me.

After a few minutes of argument over her "terms" for getting mom and dad back together. I couldn't stand there and listen to her, "I wish that my mom and dad would sleep together." She murmered a few words, before putting her hands together and nodding her head.

An audible thump came from the other room, and before I could ask my aunt about it, Mel's voice broke through yelling for help. When I saw my parents laying on the floor together asleep, I looked directly to Phoebe. I didn't even have to ask the question. "You wished for them to sleep together," she made a small smile, "well, they're sleeping...together."

"You wished what?" I turned to Mel who just seemed confused about the entire situation.

"Well, I have to be born." I answered hoping she would drop it.

"You told me that you still had a few weeks. We can come up with a better way than this. Plus, there are bigger things going on right now." Why did she always have to have a good point? It was impossible to find fault in her ideas. I looked at Phoebe who seemed to think that her cousin had said exactly what needed to be said.

"You know what, Phoebe get back in the bottle." With that I watched her become small and go into the bottle. I think Mel was about to yell at me, but Aunt Paige orbed in beside her.

"What happened to them?" Paige seemed to ask Mel first, but she held up her hand as if to say leave me out of it. Quickly, Paige turned to me.

"You, Phoebe, and Leo have all been acting weird since before. What's going on?"

"I kind of made...a...wish." Mel rolled her eyes beside Paige, and she eyed me. I hate when they do this. I can't lie when they do that, "or two."

"What? Now not only do I have to worry about Richard, but about you too. What...what did you wish for?"

"I wished for Leo to get over his issues with me, which was an accident, by the way."

"The other one, Chris." Mel pushed, knowing that this way I would have to tell Aunt Paige the truth.

"And for Piper and Leo to sleep together." Paige went into some sort of panic mode, ranting about me being a future sexual offender.

"No...no...wait...they're my parents..." That finally seemed to stop Aunt Paige in her tracks. "I'm Piper and Leo's son, and I don't have much time to be born."

Paige's face changed from emotion to emotion, until she fell back onto the couch. "This is all so wrong."

It was at that moment that Paige remembered the discussion between them, Mel, and Chris just a little bit ago.

"Why can't he stay?" Leo asked, ever oblivious to the circumstance. Did he not see how Chris reacted earlier? When I tell them it isn't the first time, he'll go catatonic. Not to mention, my future adoptive son does not need to hear this. It's crazy!

"Because she will one day be my mom."

After all this time, he chooses now to say something? I looked at Phoebe, who was amazingly dumbfounded. I looked at Chris and saw that he just realized what he just said.

"After my mom died, Mel adopted me. She saw it in her tiny glimpse of the future and thinks she can still treat me like a child."

"Piper and Leo?" Now it was Aunt Mel's time to chime in. "HUH?"

"Your parents...they die." I lowered my head, hoping that she wouldn't talk about it.

MEL'S POV

Okay, so things got complicated, which helped me to momentarily forget my problems. After the Charmed Ones once again almost died, they put Jenny the demon back into her bottle and she was once again Jenny the genie.

Piper and Leo were okay, even if Chris ran Greg away and Piper's going to yell when she finds out. I actually think it's kind of cute, but hey, that's from the prospective of an outsider. I just took the pregnacy test, and surprise, surprise, my throwing up had been morning sickness.

I'm just glad the sister's haven't exactly noticed yet. That is going to be one interesting conversation for anyone who isn't me. I just can't wait.

Chris is still avoiding me, which does hurt. I can't blame him though. That's the kind of information that sends someone's world crashing to the ground if you hadn't lived with it for all your life.

You see, everyone else may be worried about this, but I'm terrified. I'm not ready to be a mom. I can't even take care of myself half the time. Now, I'm going to have to be responsible for the lives of two kids. Man, could I use some coffee, or here's an idea, sleep. I won't though.

I heard Phoebe from behind me, but decided to ignore her until she spoke. It didn't take long. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, fine."

"And you're lying." She turned my face toward her and wiped a single tear that had slipped while I was alone. "You're scared."

"Yeah," was all I said and I that I had to say. "I"m sorry I didn't tell you about Chris and the other stuff that I had found out."

"Not now, honey." Phoebe whispered in my ear, and I could almost hear my mother saying the words. She was so much like mom, always wanting to help and seeming to know what to say.

"I'm pregnant, Phoebe. With twins. I saw it in the visions. How am I going to do this?"

"One day at a time, sweetie. One day at a time."