Well here's the next chapter. Enjoy and I don't own any of the original Charmed characters but I do own Jenna and the kids. Plus, excuse OOC but I'm trying to make it as close as possible and I don't like moody Chris is season 6.

Christmas in Halliwell Mannor

The Return of 'Big Chris'

Phoebe stared at Prue, shocked. Prue's smile faltered a little and picked up the youngest of the boys.

"Can we come in Pheebs? I know Piper wasn't expecting us, none of you were but Happy Christmas?"

Phoebe shook her head. "No, no. You can't just come here and turn up on the doorstep after 9 years of being DEAD and expect us to let you in? No. For all we know you're some weird demon posing as my dead sister."

"Phoebe, it's me, it really is. We fought banshees and suc-suci man eating women with snake mouths. We went back in time and saw me and Piper as little girls with Mom and Andy was there and Piper froze him. You took a picture of yourself still in the womb and said 'that's the best picture of me I've ever taken'. Andy was killed by Rodriguez and it took me ages before I could get over his death. I've turned into a dog, a man, been a bounty hunter and assassin to catch Bane. I've found a dream lord in my sleep, seen Piper get shot, went back into an ice-cream van that took demon-children, I ruined Piper's wedding, went back into a time loop with Cole because you were feeling some after-effects of a man named Bo. I died fighting Shax."

Phoebe stood still and jiggled Peony a little. "You don't need to remind me. Alright, I believe you but you may have a harder time convincing Piper. Hi Andy."

Andy smiled. "Hey Phoebe. That's a beautiful little girl you've got there."

Phoebe smiled. "Thanks. Why don't you come in."

She turned and walked through the doorway followed by Prue, Andy and the boys who were looking around the place.

"Why don't you take a seat and I'll go get Piper." Phoebe began to walk out of the room

Prue sat down on the couch and placed her coat lightly on the arm. "Great. Do you want me to take…"

Phoebe stopped. "Uh sure. Here you go. This is baby Peony. Now be a good girl for Auntie Prue."

"Aww she's so sweet!" Prue took Peony and held her close, smiling and cooing at her. "Hey Andy…"

"No!" We've already got the three boys. Patrick is only 14 months old, Pip's just started kindergarten and Peter already has two siblings, he doesn't need a third."

"Alright, alright. But she's so cute and pink and…"

"Prue, it's not a good idea. As much as I like the idea we don't have the space. You'll just have to settle with three boys."

Phoebe smiled. "You know you two make a really cute couple. Hey buddy. Why don't you go sit with daddy whilst I go get Auntie Piper and some juice. Would you boys like some juice? Alright-y then. Piper!" Phoebe left the room and headed towards the kitchen. "Piper!"

Piper appeared from the kitchen holding a spatula. "What?"

Well I need three cups of juice, why don't you bring Mellie in here and oh Prue and Andy are here."

"What? Prue? But but she's dead. Leo! Bring Mellie in here."

"And three cups of juice," called Phoebe.

"Three cups of juice why… oh. And three cups of juice Leo."

Leo poked his head around the doorframe holding Melinda in one hand and a bottle in the other. "Why three cups of juice?"

Piper flapped her hands. "Don't ask questions, just please bring the juice. Here, let me take Mellie whilst you get the juice. Wyatt, don't touch the oven."

She took Melinda from Leo and the bottle and walked into the sitting room.

Prue stood up, rocking Peony slowly. "Hi Piper."

Piper smiled. "Prue, and Andy and three little boys. Hi there."

The eldest stands up and looks at Piper shyly. "Hi Auntie Pi-per. Mommy said we'd be coming to see you at Christmas. Can we?"

"Of course sweetheart. What's your name?"

He pointed to himself. "I'm Peter and that's Phillip but everyone calls him Pip and that's Patrick, my baby brother. He's gonna be ginger."

Piper nodded. "Uh-huh. And how old are you Peter?"

Prue looked at him. "Wait, Patrick's going to be ginger? How do you know that honey?"

"Well, I can see things like that. And Auntie Piper's gonna…"

"Peter! Remember, that's a surprise for Auntie Piper and Uncle Leo."

Piper stared at Prue, a little confused.

Meanwhile in the kitchen Wyatt was stabbing a bowl of cookie mix with a wooden spoon. The spoon got stuck in the mix and he pulled at it and let go, falling backwards. Chris orbed in with Pansy on his back. "Hey Wyatt. Whatcha doing on the floor?"

"Trying to bake cookies. Mom left me with the mix but the she said I can't touch the oven. But the spoon I can sort out." He held out his hand and the spoon orbed to him. "Right, well why don't we make our cookies? We just add milk and cocoa pops and chocolate drops…"

"Nand gummy bears," piped up Pansy as Chris put her down.

Wyatt looked at her. "You don't put gummy bears in chocolate Christmas cookies Pan. You're such a girl! Only girls put stupid things in cookies."

"Of course I'm a girl but girls aren't stupid, boys are. Mom says boys are in-cour-age-able and is glad she doesn't have a boy." Her eyes blazed angrily and she screwed up her little pink mouth.

"You are such a little girl! But that's why we love you Pan. Come on, lets make the cookies. Chris can you get the milk? Pan, can you get the cocoa pops?"

The little girl nodded and a box of cocoa pops appeared in a pink haze. "Cocoa pops. What's next?"

"First the milk."

Chris took the milk out the fridge and poured some into the bowl. "Now we mix it a little." Slowly the dough and the milk mixed together to create a more runny mixture. "Now the cocoa pops and chocolate drops." Slowly the mixture absorbed the cereal and chocolate pieces as they flew into it.

Pansy pushed a chair over towards the island, stood on it and clapped her hands. Chris stood grinning madly.

Behind them came the sound of laughing and they turned around trying to see who it was but there was no-one there.

"Who are you? Where are you? What are you?" asked Wyatt, pushing his younger brother and cousin behind him, armed with the wooden spoon from the mixing bowl.

"Calm down Wyatt. You could have someone's eye out with that thing," said Chris, appearing in a white glow as Wyatt threw the spoon where he was appearing. "Hey! There's no need to lob it." He ducked and chuckled.

Wyatt stood frowning and then smiled widely. "Chris!"

"Hey buddy. How's my favourite older brother? Steady on." Wyatt ran at Chris, knocking him backwards. He returned the hug and looked over his shoulder at Little Chris who was stood nervously to the side unsure of what to do with Pansy behind him, hugging her bear tightly.

Chris smiled and let go of Wyatt. "Hey there me."

"Hey there me," Little Chris mumbled before he was scooped up and spun around until he was screaming with laughter. "Chris, Chris, Chris please. Put me down!"

"Alright." Big Chris put Little Chris down. "So, making cookies I see? Did Mom burn them again?"

Chris nodded and tapped Pansy on the head. Pansy shook her head and stepped away from little Chris, holding her arms up towards Big Chris to be picked up.

He laughed. "Alright then Pan. So you accept me as the others have?" She nodded vigorously.

Back in the sitting room, Piper was sat next to Phoebe, Prue sat on the sofa opposite with Andy sat next to her, Patrick on her lap and the boys and Melinda at her feet playing with cars and making car noises.

"So, you, you were brought back a couple of weeks after you died, and so was Andy?"

Prue looked up. "Um yes, well Andy was brought back a couple of months. You see I wasn't there in the coffin when you turned into a fury and thought you were annoyed at Paige."

"Wait, you know about that?"

Prue laughed. "Piper, I've always been watching since I got brought back. I wasn't going to forget about my sisters. Speaking of sisters, I've yet to meet Paige. Is she around?"

"No, not right now. But she should be over later. We were going to finish putting up the Christmas decorations and then we were going to call Mom."

Prue nodded. "Of course. It would be her birthday wouldn't it? Don't worry. Paige will get over her loss soon, and she does have children."

"How do you know this?"

"Well it's a… Chris and Wyatt have visited us, and have the boys and our lovely nieces."

Phoebe smiled. "That's nice. Good to know you haven't been forgotten by us. Right Piper?"

Piper looked up, frowning slightly. "Sorry. I was… Wyatt, where's your brother and Pansy?"

Wyatt looked up and began rolling the mix into small balls. "In the kitchen with me."

"What're you doing?" She called back.

"Baking the cookies. No Pan, not like that. You have to roll it in the small balls like that. Yes ok, the size of a baby tomato."

Piper sighed and stared a little confused. "What do you mean baking the cookies? I told you not to touch the oven!"

"But I'm not touching the oven."

"Who is?"

"Chris."

"But Chris is 6. You need an adult."

"We do have an adult."

"Who? Has Auntie Paige orbed in?"

"Nope."

"Well then who? Billie?"

"Nope."

"Wyatt…"

Wyatt rolled his eyes as Big Chris put in the first tray of cookies having put Pansy down as Pansy and Chris were helping. "Mom, it's alright. It's Big Chris."

"Chris?" Piper stood up and walked into the hallway.

Big Chris walked out from the kitchen sheepishly, carrying Pansy and Little Chris and Wyatt following him. "Hi Mom." He smiled and hugged her.

"Chris, well this… this is a nice surprise. Welcome back."

He let go. "Thanks Mom. Hi Dad."

"Hi son. How are you?"

"I'm alright, thanks. Just thought I'd pop over to say hi and you know time-y wime-y."

He smiled and hugged his dad, then Phoebe and Prue, shook Andy's hand and took hold of Peony, cooing at her, making her laugh.

Phoebe smiled. "You're really good with kids Chris."

He looked up. "Well I've had years of practice and now I've got my own."

Piper looked at him, smiling. "You do? We have grand-kids?"

Chris laughed and gave Peony back to Phoebe. "Of course. Wyatt and Mellie both have kids as well. So do… so do Peony and Pansy, and of course the boys. Hello boys. Peter, hey Pip and little Patrick. How about a hug for Chris?"

Peter and Pip ran up and hugged Big Chris. He laughed and spun the boys around, holding one under each arm. They squealed with laughter and kicked out. Patrick went and grabbed hold of Chris's legs and the group fell backwards in a heap onto the couch.

"Where Jen-na?" Patrick asked, tugging at Chris's pant leg.

Piper looked at Chris. "Who's Jenna?"

"Jenna? Oh Jenna… Jenna's a …"

Suddenly there was a loud crash from up in the attic. Piper looked up. "What was that?"

"Oh no. Jenna," he muttered, putting the boys down and racing up the stairs. He flung open the attic door and looked in through the door. "Jenna? Jen? Where are you?"

Amongst a pile of books and boxes lay a teenage girl with a head of long chocolate brown hair lying in front of her face. She groaned and blew hair out of her face. Behind Chris, gathered everyone else. Patrick shrieked and flung himself at the girl, knocking her further onto the floor. She giggled and sat up, holding Patrick who had his small arms locked around her neck. Andy whistled. "Well, I've never seen Pat that attached to anyone before. He hates strangers."

Prue nudged him. "Well it is Jen."

Piper stared at the girl. "Who? And what is she doing in the attic amongst… Phoebe, I thought you were getting the decorations?"

"Well I was! But then Coop said he'd do it and… where is Coop by the way?"

The girl stood up, jiggling Patrick onto her hip. "Um well, he went to go and help me…"

"What?"