SOTR- Chapter 4
Melinda was in the kitchen concentrating on an empty glass then Wyatt walked in.
"You drunk it all." Wyatt stated.
"I'm trying to move the glass across the table." Melinda replied.
"I hear you can't use your powers too well... Think we have the same powers?"
"I don't know."
"I hear you're supposed to be as powerful as me but come on you'll never be as powerful as me. You don't even belong here. Why don't you just go back where you came from?" Wyatt said. Melinda caused the glass to slide off the table onto the floor. "You just had to get pissed off. That's usually what people need when they first learn their powers. I swear I didn't mean any of that. I was trying to help. I love you. You're my sister. My twin, technically that's not just something we made up. I'm glad you're here. I always wanted a sister and I think mom has always wanted a daughter. She's always wanted you. So don't hold what I said against me, I was helping and I did help."
"...Thanks." Melinda said unsure if Wyatt really meant it then stared at the broken glass on the floor while waving her hand over it.
"I'll get it up." Wyatt said.
"Actually, I was trying to put it back together."
"You can do that? I can't."
"I have the ability. This one will probably be harder to learn. It's funny. I was really good with my powers when I was a toddler but this is what a decade of not using them will do. When I was a baby I conjured a pony out of the TV."
"You're lucky. I conjured a dragon."
"Oh no. I guess that's a boy for you. Are you and Chris really ok with Pharah and I being here? We didn't step on your toes, did we?"
"Really, we're happy you're here. I mean it." Wyatt hugged her. "Chris and I will help you and Pharah use your powers, ok? You may not have to hide from witch hunters here, though they do exist but they're the least of our worries. You still have to master your powers. We don't have to worry about demons now but eventually, we'll be the ones who will have to fight them. You must be able to defend yourselves."
Wyatt got a broom and cleaned up the glass then he and Melinda met Pharah and Chris in the living room."
"Can you two fight?" Wyatt asked.
"Not really." Melinda replied.
"It's harder for us because we're part whitelighter and mom's not really a fighter either, however, both of them can throw a mean punch when they have to. Parker and Patrice tend to be the strongest fighters. They have no whitelighter blood but then again they're dad is a Cupid so that doesn't help but they still do pretty well in karate." Wyatt explained.
The boys began helping the girls use their powers using meditation, concentration and anything else they could think of and the girls began to make progress.
"You're good teachers." Pharah said.
"We're part whitelighters, we're supposed to be good at guiding and teaching. Frankly, mom is good at those things too. So Mel, try to move the pen. Pharah, try to replicate the pen." Wyatt said.
Melinda moved the pen and Pharah replicated it.
"Good! You're both getting better. You'll only get stronger." Chris said happily.
"Deja Vu." Paige said. She had been standing there with Patience, Peace and Deuce for a few moments. "Your mom taught me everything I know about being a witch. You girls adjusting ok?"
"Yeah." Melinda and Pharah replied.
Patience and Peace walked over to Pharah with baby dolls in their arms.
"Do you like our dolls?" Patience asked.
"They're pretty." Pharah said.
"We have four. Each one is a look alike of a Charmed One." Peace said.
"This one is your mom. You can have her." Patience said.
"Thanks!" Pharah said happily as she took the doll then held it close. The girls went to play in the conservatory. Phoebe walked in with her girls then Piper came downstairs.
"Ready to go?" Phoebe asked.
"I sure am." Piper said. "Leo will be down any minute. I'll see you all later. Love you."
Days later was Christmas Day. The girls just sat in their beds. It was their first Christmas in this new world and although they were happy there they still had a warm place in their heart for their old life.
Chris knocked on their door.
"It's Christmas. Come downstairs with us." Chris said. The girls followed. They didn't expect anything, they were just happy they were alive and safe. Piper and Leo were already downstairs. The girls just sat down.
"Aren't you two going to look under the tree?" Piper asked.
Melinda and Pharah looked at each other. To their surprise, they had just as many presents as Wyatt and Chris. They had only dropped in less than a week ago. They couldn't believe it. Not only were there presents from Piper and Leo but there were presents from the aunts and uncles too. Melinda and Pharah hugged them.
"Thanks for everything." Melinda said.
Later on in the day, the rest of the family came, including Sam and Victor.
"Grandpa!" All the kids were excited but not nearly as excited as Melinda and Pharah.
"Merry Christmas daddy!" Phoebe exclaimed in her baby voice then hugged him like a little girl. No matter how old she gets, everyone is reminded that she was the baby of the family when Victor, Patty or Penny are around. Considering, she spent the least time with Victor and Patty and needed the most attention as a child, it's understandable. She craves their attention the most so she gives all the kids so much attention she can be overbearing sometimes.
"Dad, I want you to meet the granddaughters I was telling you about, Melinda and Pharah." Piper said.
"This is amazing. So now I get granddaughters from you and Prue too. This really is a merry Christmas." Victor hugged Melinda and Pharah. They took home videos and pictures of everyone, ate together, played together. It was a time to remember.
"I will remember this Christmas forever, so happy, so much family. This is what it's all about." Melinda thought.
After days of practice, Melinda, Wyatt and Chris used their powers to make a beautiful circle of lights above them.
"Good job sis." Wyatt said and hugged Melinda.