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Boarding School Hell

"What if that was mom that had opened your door?" Wyatt shouted at his 16-year-old brother, once the girl was gone, Parker dressed and the music was turned down slightly, "Didn't anyone ever teach you to lock doors."

"Maybe you should have knocked." Parker simply stated, causing Chris to laugh from the doorway, realising he had said something similar to his lover just a few hours ago.

"I did knock, actually," Wyatt answered, "You just didn't hear because of the music."

Chris watched the two brothers, they were so alike in some ways but extremely different in others. They had the same attitude and confidence, but where Wyatt was blonde – a dark blonde, but blonde none the less – Parker had light brown hair, but still had the same blue eyes that Wyatt had. They must have come from their father, since Piper's eyes were hazel. Parker was slightly shorter than Wyatt, Chris noticed, about the same height as himself, and was skinnier, not as muscular, but he still looked hot…Great, now I'm thinking about my boyfriend's brother, Chris sighed to himself, Stop it, that's a bad boy, Christopher.

"Well at least it was just you who walked in," Parker finally smiled, "How you been, anyway? You never said, how was suspension?"

"Great actually," Wyatt smiled, "Thanks for covering."

"Oh, yeah, before I forget…" The younger Halliwell reached into his bottom draw of his nightstand and pulled out a brown envelope and gave it to Wyatt, "I'm guessing this is the letter about the suspension."

The 17-year-old blonde took the envelope, addressed to Mrs P Halliwell, baring the school stamp. It was definitely the letter.

"Cheers, bud," he smiled to his younger brother, "Oh, this is Chris, my roommate."

"Oh right, hey," Parker gave a small wave, and then turned back to his brother, "Hey, you're not going to tell mom about this, are you? I mean, you owe me big time for the suspension deal."

"I won't say anything. I don't want to think about it, I think I'm scared for life."

Wyatt was amazed, for the rest of the day the only family members that came around were Jackson and Charlie, his Aunt Prue's youngest sons.

"Where's Riley?" the Halliwell asked the eldest of the two, after introducing him to Chris, and moving into the living room with the rest of the teens.

"Fuck knows, dude," the 16-year-old Trudeau answered, "Probably off somewhere getting fucked in the head."

"Jackson Simon Trudeau, language," Prue shouted at the boy as she walked into the living room to find her two sons with her three nephews and Chris, "Especially around your brother and Matthew."

"It's nothing I haven't heard mom." Charlie moaned at the raven haired female, who just rolled her hazel eyes.

"Your cousin does drugs?" Chris looked at his lover, once the eldest sister was out of the room, and saw all of the teens nod their heads.

"Quite amusing considering my dad's a cop." Patty laughed as she walked into the room with a tray of drinks, sitting on the couch, next to Chris. The Perry smiled slightly, he was amazed at how at ease he was around the eldest Trudeau off-spring, even though she had caught him with her eldest cousin in bed.

"Oh, Jay, guess who came round…" Parker looked to his cousin, they were around the same age and got on extremely well, they were always seen with each other unless classes in school split them up. Jackson was just two weeks younger than Parker. Jackson looked to his cousin, with an eyebrow raised, his hazel eyes showing they wanted answers, "Megan Green."

"Dude, how far?"

"Third base," Parker smiled, "Would have been further if Wy hadn't have walked in." From that, he received a slap from his older brother, which actually hurt his arm but he could not show that.

"Megan Green?" Patty looked to her eldest cousin, "Why does that name ring a bell?"

"She was in my grade," Wyatt answered, "Actually, one of my ex's. You don't want to sleep with her, dude."

"Talking from experience?" Chris asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Maybe."

Just then the doorbell rang.

"Aunt Phoebe or Aunt Paige?" Patty asked as Wyatt stood up to answer it. The blonde haired Halliwell looked at his watch.

"Aunt Paige," Wyatt opened the front door, preparing himself to be pulled into a bone crushing hug, but found he predicted the wrong aunt, so was not prepared for how bone crushing it was going to be, "Aunt Phoebe, I do need to breathe if you want me alive."

"Oh I'm sorry, it just so great to see you," the advice columnist said, pulling away from the hug, "So, where's this friend of yours. Peyton and Pagen were really excited to meet him." Sure enough, behind his middle aunt, were her eldest and youngest daughter.

"Where's Phoenix?" Wyatt asked, as everybody walked through the door and into the living room.

"Don't ask." Peyton, the eldest of Phoebe's daughters, at 15, rolled her dark brown eyes. She was a bit of a tomboy, and Wyatt was pleased to see that she had not changed that much in the three and a half months he had been away, "Where's that brother of yours?"

"Living room," Wyatt sighed, "Beware, he's talking to Jay about some girl." Peyton smiled and shook her head, her brown-hair, which was up in a ponytail, moving from side to side threatening to hit her in the face.

"More introductions then." Patty smiled at her eldest cousin once she had hugged her aunt. Before any introductions could begin, Parker, Jackson, Peyton and Charlie all left the room.

"Ok, this is my Aunt Phoebe and her youngest Pagen," Wyatt smiled to his lover, "The one that just left without saying hi is her eldest Peyton."

Chris just nodded his head with a smile, making Wyatt laugh. This must have been daunting for the guy. Someone who was used to one family member now had to deal with a boyfriend who had too many to count on both hands.

"Where's your moms?" Phoebe looked at both Wyatt and Patty.

"Kitchen." They both stated at the same time and smiled as Phoebe left the three with Pagen.

"So, where's Phoenix?" Wyatt looked at the 10-year-old girl.

"Outside on the phone," Pagen rolled her eyes, "Where else. I'm going outside."

The 17-year-old laughed as his cousin left the room, she and Peyton were a lot alike, especially compared to when Peyton was only 10.

"You still have one more set to meet." Patty smiled at the brunette sat on the couch.

"Help me!"

Later that night, once the family had left, including Paige's family who had turned up later that afternoon, Wyatt and Chris found themselves in Wyatt's room laid on the double bed.

"So, daunting?"

"I think daunting is an understatement." Chris laughed, looking over at his lover as he laid on his back. The Halliwell rolled on his side, and began to softly caress Chris' abs underneath his T-shirt. Just as he was about to kiss the brunette, there was a knock at the door. Groaning slightly, Wyatt rolled on to his bad and looked at the door, expecting it to be his mom or dad, Leo had not been around this evening with having to be at the hospital.

"Come in."

The door opened to show Wyatt's younger brother stood at the door, holding a brown envelope.

"Hey, you left this in my room, you may want this to destroy the evidence of you know what." The 16-year-old smiled, crossing the threshold and sitting on the end of the bed.

"Oh cheers." Wyatt took the envelope he had looked at earlier on.

"Dad said he saw you that week," Parker stated, "At the hospital. I thought your idea was to stay away from mom and dad?"

"It's ok, he bought my lie," Wyatt smiled, "He always does." The younger Halliwell shook his head with a smile and a roll of his blue eyes and then tilted his head to one side.

"Oh, have you seen Caitlin yet? No, course you haven't," Parker said the last bit almost to himself, "You need to see Cait, you really need to talk to her."

Wyatt just shook his head and rolled his eyes, expecting his 16-year-old girlfriend to have overreacted at something.

"I'll ring her tomorrow."

Parker nodded his head and started to leave the room, glancing at the Perry, now sat up on the bed.

"So, how did you find today?"

"Good…in a scary way," Chris nodded, "How often are they all over"

"Jay and Peyton are over quite often," Parker laughed, "The others not so much."

"Except Patty, you can guarantee she will be over for the whole vacation." Wyatt corrected his little brother, looking at his lover. Although, Parker did not understand what the elder Halliwell was talking about, Chris caught on straight away and smiled.

"Anyway, I'm shooting off to bed," Parker smiled, "It's great to have you home, Wy."

Once the 16-year-old had left the room, Wyatt laid back down and turned back on his side, taking Chris' hand to get him to lay down.

"What do you wanna do?" Wyatt asked, knowing exactly what he wanted to do that night.

"How soundproof are your walls?" Chris asked with a sly smile, "And does your door lock?"

"You are far too slow, dude!" Parker laughed as he got another shot past his older brother, "That school is no good for you."

"I don't play basketball anymore," Wyatt laughed, "I'm sorry."

Parker, Jackson and Peyton all looked at the eldest Halliwell in shock, the basketball just bounced on the court.

"What do you mean, you don't play anymore?" Jackson asked his older cousin, "I thought you lived for this game."

"Found other things to live for." Wyatt simply answered and walked over to his lover, who was sat at the side of the court, on the grassy section of the park, to grab a drink of water.

"That school is definitely not good for you," Parker repeated what he had said before, shaking his head with a frown, "Well, we'll take it easy on you."

"You three play, I'm taking a break." Wyatt collapsed on the ground next to Chris, laying on his back and putting his hands to his eyes.

"We can't play with three people!" Peyton shouted to the blonde, "Chris, you wanna play?"

"Can't play basketball to save my life." The Perry laughed, glancing out of the corner of his eyes to his lover, who was still getting his breath back.

"Patty, how about you?"

"How about me, what?" The eldest cousin had only just got to the park and sat beside the brunette 18-year-old as her eldest female cousin spoke to her.

"Join us."

"I've just got here!" Patty sighed, "And I'm so not dressed for it."

"We need one more, and Wy's being a pansy," Jackson shouted, "C'mon!"

"Go on, Pats." Wyatt smiled, looking over at the raven haired 20-year-old, as he sat back up, hooking his arms around his legs, laughing as she stood back up and joined the three on the basketball court.

While they played, Chris took out a packet of cigarettes.

"You want one?" he offered the packet to his lover, who looked at the group first before taking one, "Can any of them keep a secret? Apart from Patty and Parker."

"What for?" Wyatt asked.

"You smoking." Chris said, putting the smoke between his lips and lighting up, passing the lighter to the blonde.

"Ah, they won't say anything now I'm here," Wyatt smiled, "They know I'll beat them if they do." Once Wyatt lit up his cigarette, he passed the lighter back to the brunette and laid back on the ground, Chris joining him.

"I think your cousin has a thing for me." Chris joked as he took a drag of his smoke.

"Which one?" Wyatt smiled, "Jackson? I could see that." Chris laughed slightly and shook his head.

"I meant Patty. But you know, Jackson is pretty cute. Ow!" Chris grabbed his arm where Wyatt had lightly punched him, pretending that it hurt.

"The only reason Patty likes you is because you make me happy," Wyatt answered, "And Jackson…you think he's cute? I don't see it."

"I'm not even going to say what I think of your brother," Chris teased, then laughed at the raised eyebrows coming from his lover, "He's hot, Wy, just not as hot as his big brother. I'd rather had you any day of the week."

"Well my brother's straight, Chris," Wyatt smiled, "So you wouldn't have the chance with him. He's like the straightest guy I know, although I know people who said that about me, actually."

As the two guys laughed with each other, they found their winter sun being blocked by a figure. The Halliwell looked over to see the form must be a female, by the size and build, but could not quite see her face as it was in shadow. As he sat up to see who it was, he heard her voice.

"Since when did the great Wyatt Halliwell start smoking?"

Wyatt swallowed hard, he knew exactly who it was, he stood up to get her away from blocking the sun, so he could look at her.

"Caitlin! How are you?" As soon as he saw her he was gob smacked at the sight of the 16-year-old. Her long, once brunette, now blonde, hair hung loose over her shoulders, her fringe now slightly longer and to the side. Her bottle blue eyes stood out, but looked slightly weary, as if she had been through something. She also looked like she had put on weight, which to Wyatt was actually a good thing, she looked like a stick when he last saw her, she was unhealthily skinny. With her weight gain, her breasts had grown, he could feel himself staring at them, but could not stop himself.

"I've been better," Caitlin sighed, "You?"

"Erm, yeah, good…" He could not believe she had just made him stop speaking. He was expecting to see her soon, but he did not realise she would change so much in the space of three and a half months, "Oh, erm, this is Chris, a friend from school…"

"Hi." Chris answered, now standing up to great the female, who he knew was his lover's ex-girlfriend.

"I was going to call you later, actually," Wyatt finally said, breaking the awkward silence around them all, "Parker said we needed to talk." He watched as the blonde looked over to his brother and then back at him.

"We do need to talk."

Wyatt looked over to his lover, biting his lower lip, he could see Chris was a little weary of this girl, after all she was Wyatt's most recent ex-girlfriend, and Wyatt still found her gorgeous, if not more gorgeous than she was before he left. Once he saw the Perry nod his head, Wyatt lead his ex-girlfriend to a bench, not too far away from the basketball court, but far enough so they were no longer in ear shot. He looked over at the court, to see his brother and cousins had stopped playing their game and now stood with his lover, all their eyes on himself. He could just about see Parker's blue eyes show worry, but turned his head away to concentrate on the girl next to him.

"You look great, by the way," Wyatt smiled, "I'm liking the blonde." It was a strawberry blonde, that made her natural tanned skin stand out.

"Thanks," Caitlin smiled weakly, "You're looking good, yourself," Wyatt smiled, taking a final drag from his cigarette and putting it out, "But why did you start smoking?"

"Because of the stress of the school," Wyatt smiled, "I don't know, stupid really but it's relaxing."

"I know other things that are relaxing…" Caitlin teased.

"I'm in an all boys school, Cait," He could not let her catch onto the revelation he had found out about himself while there, he needed to find out what she needed to tell him first, "Anyway, you wanna talk."

The Halliwell watched as the girl's blue eyes diverted to the ground, this was something big, but Wyatt still could not tell what it would be.

As Caitlin took a deep breath, she looked at her ex-boyfriend, slightly wondering whether they would get back together once he found out her news. She bit her lip, knowing that she had to tell him now.

"I'm pregnant," She sighed, looking straight into his ocean blue eyes, the ones that she once felt comfort from but now seemed to be looking straight through her, "Wyatt, say something."

"Y…You…You're pregnant?" Wyatt stuttered slightly, "As in, there's a baby in there?"

"Last time I checked that's what pregnant meant."

"How far along? And why are you telling me?"

"Because it's yours Wyatt," Caitlin sighed, "I'm nearly four months along."

I have to say thank you to Briankrause for this little twist. I know you said you didn't want credit, but I wouldn't have thrown in the pregnant girl if it wasn't for you and come up with a little more for the next chapter.

And if you guys want to find out what that little more is, you'll have to review this chapter and then I'll post it.