'Really, are you sure; please come on; fine whatever 'said a stressed out Piper.
'Mom, are you okay?' asked Wyatt.
'No not really Saturday's band for P3 just cancelled and I can't get another in time' said Piper who was on Chris' laptop.
'I have an idea, why don't you just get that band who are performing at the restaurant in two weeks to perform at the club instead and by the time it's March 9th you'll have another band' said Wyatt.
'Maybe, it might work if they agree to it' replied Piper.
'I'll talk to them, I'm friends with the drummer and I think the bar thing is more their style' said Wyatt.
'Hey was someone doing a spell upstairs and forgot to tidy up cause when I got up I tripped over a candles and burnt one of my eyebrows off' complained Chris as he entered the kitchen with his hand over his left eye. After he rubbed his eye a couple of times he removed his hand from it where you could see a distinctive burn mark and black charred eyebrows.
'Hahahahahaha you look so stupid, hah it looks like you have a black eye' laughed Wyatt.
'Stool' Chris called.
The stool that Wyatt was sitting on disappeared in a flurry of white and blue orbs ad reappeared beside Chris.
'Awww that hurt' said Wyatt as he picked himself off of the ground.
'Hey, hey, hey no personal gain magic but if you really want to use magic, orb to magic school and get your Dad and your sister cause dinner's nearly ready' said Piper.
'Fine I'll go in a minute when I can breathe again' laughed Chris.
Suddenly there was a chattering noise coming from the living-room. Everyone ran into the room to see Melinda standing in the middle of the room wearing a nervous smile.
'Hi, oh yeah about the room its part of my new powers I can't really manage them yet' she laughed awkwardly.
Then a gust of wind came from Melinda's side of the room that threw Piper, Wyatt and Chris across the room and against the wall.
'Oh, sorry' Melinda said as she ran across the room to her family.
- After Melinda healed her family she had to explain to the about her new powers.
'So you're telling us that you're the new Mother Nature' questioned Piper.
'Well; yeah, I'm to receive my full powers on the next full moon which is in one week and five days' she said, ' and all I have to do is stay away from turning evil until my coronation which I've done for the past sixteen years'.
'No, no, no you can't; I won't let you' said a stressed out Piper.
'What, that's not fair' shouted Melinda.
'I'm your Mother you will do what I say, okay' Piper yelled back.
'You better not piss me off cause I won't hesitate to….' Melinda stopped as she realise what she was saying. Everyone was staring at her.
'Melinda' Chris said slowly, 'Your face, it's…'.
Melinda reached for her face; she could feel the red hot heat off of it. She could also feel small, thin strips running all around her face and it was under her skin. She started to breathe slowly so she could calm down. The veins in her face ran down her neck and then disappeared.
'What the hell was that?' asked Wyatt.
'That was one of the bad sides to this Mother Nature thing' said Melinda who was now lying down on the living-room sofa.
'Maybe we should get your Dad' said Piper, 'we should see what he says'.
'So now you need his approval' said Wyatt, 'you're her Mom you can stop this before it happens; before she's too powerful, now before it's too late'.
Everyone turned around to look at Wyatt. He went red and looked away.
'I don't need his approval but he should know what is happening with his daughter and he has more knowledge on this stuff' said Piper frowning at Wyatt.
'I already told him' Melinda replied, 'and what's that smell of burning' she asked.
BEEP BEEP BEEP. The smoke alarmed suddenly came to life. BEEP BEEP BEEP.
'Let me help with that' Melinda said.
She walked over to the smoke detector and started to hover. All of a sudden a twister was created at her feet.
'What the hell!' exclaimed Leo as he appeared out of the door from Magic School.
'Smoke' explained Chris.
'Well dinners completely ruined' complained Piper, 'now what, no food, no nothing'.
'Well Phoebe did invite us over for dinner yesterday' suggested Chris.
'Perfect I have a few questions for her about my homework' said Melinda.
'I'll call and see if we are welcome first' said Piper.
- 'So what did he say when they left you alone with him, well' asked P.J.
'He said well that's it, I'm your new whitelighter, see you tomorrow' repeated Melinda, 'then orbed out, I mean he didn't even smile or anything'.
'So what's his name or did he even say' asked P.J.
'Ehmm, Ryker I think' said Melinda.
'Ohhhh, cute name for a cute guy' giggled P.J.
'OMG, like tots, like he's gorg hehehehehehe!' said Chris sarcastically.
'Shut up Chris' said Melinda, 'oh and how's Bianca' she said as Piper walked by.
'BIANCA!' Piper shouted as Chris gave Melinda a dirty look, 'the demon Bianca, WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT DATING DEMONS huh!'
'She's not a demon Mom!' Chris shouted back.
'No she wasn't she is an assassin, EVEN WORSE!' Piper shouted in a high pitched voice.
'WAS, was an assassin, past tense Mom past tense' Chris said.
'What a normal life, isn't it lovely eh' laughed Phoebe as she drank a glass of red wine.
'Can I have some Mommy' asked Palmer.
'Ha if we're not allowed any then you certainly aren't' said P.J.
'Where's Parker?' asked Wyatt.
'Why?' asked Melinda.
'She wanted some crystals for a protection force field for her room' said Wyatt.
'Don't mind her just some privacy time' explained Phoebe, 'Parker and her have to share a room while the extension is being done so she obviously wants to make a protective shield'.
'So where is she now?' asked Melinda.
'She's at a sleepover at Mandy's house for tonight' interjected Cope who was at the dinner table talking with Leo.
'Oh are ye all going to Paige's house warming party tomorrow?' asked Palmer.
'Wouldn't miss it' said Wyatt.
'I wonder if I could invite my whitelighter' thought Melinda out loud.
'Your whitelighter; what' asked Piper.
'Oh did I not mention earlier that I got my own personal whitelighter, just for me and no one else' said Melinda.
'No, no you did not' said Piper whose eyebrows were now on top of her hairline.
'Well I do and what's with the dramatic it's only a whitelighter it's not like I'm leaving to go and join the circus kay' Melinda said.
'What's the problem with a whitelighter' asked Leo.
'By this time next year she will probably be married!' said Melinda.
'What!' exclaimed Melinda, 'Firstly I'm not a freaking whore and secondly this time next year I will be seventeen years old and it would be illegal to get married; so don't worry'.
'Well I do and if you make a mistake it will be …' started Piper but was quickly interrupted by Melinda.
'Will be what, reflected badly on the family, my God what the hell happened to you and excuse me but you're the one who married a whitelighter/elder/now mortal and you're the one who's blaming me' shouted Melinda, ' Well!' she exclaimed before she orbed out.
'There seems to a lot of shouting in this family and it mostly involves you' Chris said to Piper.
'What' shout Piper.
'There you go again' laughed Wyatt.
'Hey' said Ryker.
'Ahhh' yelled Melinda in surprise, 'My God have you heard of knocking'.
Ryker orbed out and Melinda was shocked because after a second there was a knock on the door.
'Come in' Melinda sang, 'you've actually got a funny bone huh'.
'If you want me to be more professional just say?' asked Melinda.
'No I prefer this side' smiled Melinda, 'please take a sit'.
Ryker nodded and took a seat on the side of her bed.
'You could look a bit more comfortable' laughed Melinda, 'so what's up' she asked.
'Trainings up' replied Ryker.
'What, training now; we've got to be kidding me' asked Melinda.
'Why not' said Ryker.
'First because I'm tired, second cause it night time and third you're a whitelighter, you're meant to be passive' said Melinda.
'So' replied Ryker.
'You do know what passive means right; you know all for world peace and doesn't fight' laughed Melinda.
'Stereotype, complete stereotype' said Ryker.
'What, no its not, I know a hell of a lot of whitelighters and no offense but their kind of wimps and all' said Melinda.
'Well you're half whitelighter and you aren't passive' said Ryker.
'Yeah but I'm half witch too and I grew up around witches, whitelighters and vanquishing demons so you kind of have to be able to protect yourself' Melinda said.
'And I grew up around drugs, alcohol, guns and murder so it made me tough too' replied Ryker.
'What? Murder and drugs; how the hell did you become a whitelighter?' asked Melinda.
'It was my family not me, they weren't really family more like squatters living in the same house as me' said Ryker, 'I had to get a job when I was nine so I would be able to get food and some clothes'.
'I'm… I'm sorry' Melinda said.
'It's okay, I learned very valuable things like responsible, how to fight and to know who is really there for you and who is your friend' said Ryker, 'I was shot by my Dad; it happened while he was robbing a bar; I interrupted him and he didn't know it was me and I was murdered'.
After many hours of talking, laughing and debating Melinda had a question for Ryker.
'So I have a question for you' said Melinda.
'Fire away' Ryker replied.
'What is the job of a whitelighter, I mean what do they do up there' she asked pointing to the roof.
'Ehm, well there's lots of clouds and stuff' replied Ryker.
'Ha clouds and stuff; could I have a bit more info' laughed Melinda.
'There's a sound of humming and churchy thing going on up there' laughed Ryker, 'I haven't been a whitelighter too long'.
'How long; like ten to twenty years' asked Melinda.
'More like three months' laughed Ryker, 'Actually you're my first charge'.
'How old are you then?' asked Melinda.
'I'm eighteen' replied Ryker.
'Really' said a shocked Melinda.
'Why?' asked Ryker.
'No, reason' laughed Melinda.
'You laugh a lot' remarked Ryker.
Melinda who was sitting at the top of the bed gave a kick to Ryker (who was lying on his back at the bottom of the bed) and he went flying into the wall with a big bang.
'I am so sorry, I didn't mean to do that; I'm not really use to the powers yet' Melinda said with a nervous smile.
'It's okay I'm dead' laughed Ryker who was now stretching after being flung into the wall.
- The light was burning on Melinda skin. She slowly woke up and rubbed her eyes.
'Hey wake up, what time is it?' asked Melinda shaking Ryker with her foot. Ryker was now on the floor and was just waking up.
'Wha…? asked Ryker.
'What time is it, quickly?' asked Melinda.
'Ehm; like 7:30 am' said Ryker.
Melinda got up and started dancing.
'Yes, if I' quick I'll be on time for school today' said Melinda, 'get out'.
'You're real polite, you know' said Ryker.
Melinda turned to her dresser to take out her textbooks.
'Sorry, but I need to get ready for school' Melinda said.
After a few moments she turned around to see her room empty except for her.
'Thank you' she said to the ceiling.