Hey guys, I know, another late update, but better late than never right? Anyway, thank you to everybody who reviewed and I hope you like this, since I found a way of putting a slash scene in for you at the end.

I'd like to say thank you to Ed, my anonymous reviewer - I'm glad you enjoyed reading the prequels to this story and glad you like this so far. I'm also happy to see you enjoy my twists that I put in, since I enjoy adding them, and I'll have to leave you wondering about Chris' son.

Anyway, here is the next chapter, I hope you enjoy and don't forget to leave a review at the end.

Growing Up Troubles

Wyatt Perry-Halliwell was fuming as he waited outside his daughter's room for them both to get dressed. Elizabeth was in so much trouble now. Did she really think he would not check on her after he got home from work? Was she that stupid?

Hearing the door open, he turned around to see his 16-year-old daughter stepping out of the room.

"Where's the boy?" Wyatt asked, seeing tears in Elizabeth's eyes. He was ignoring them for now, he was too angry to care about the tears. When she pointed to in her room, he opened the door, to see him still getting dressed, well still putting his shoes on.

Not even waiting for him to finish, he grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and dragged him out of the room.

"Dad!" Elizabeth called out, almost as if she was scared Wyatt was going to kill the young boy.

"You are getting out of my house," Wyatt told the boy, as he pulled him down the stairs, just as Chris was getting in through the door, "And you're never going to set foot near my daughter again."

Chris looked at what his lover was doing and took a step back. Something had obviously happened for the blonde to be acting this way, and he was not stupid, he had an idea of what it was.

As the boy tried to plead for his life, the Perry realised it was the same boy who was at the door earlier that day, the one bringing the homework for Lizzie.

"If I even hear about you coming anywhere near her," Wyatt looked at the boy, "You'll wish you were never born."

And with that, the Halliwell opened the door and threw him out of the house, literally.

"What was that?" Chris asked, as Holly and Speedy were now behind him, watching as the front door was slammed shut. However, Wyatt never answered his lover's question, instead turned to the stairs to see his eldest daughter on the stairs, tears streaming down her face from her ocean blue eyes.

"I'm sorry, dad…"

"Sorry," Wyatt shouted at her, ignoring Chris' pleas to calm down, "You're sorry?" he shook his head in disbelief, having no idea what to say to her, "You know what, I don't want to see you at the minute. Just get up to your room."

"But dad…"

"I said, get up to your room," he repeated, "NOW!"

Chris watched as everything went on, he was unable to calm the Halliwell down at the moment, but it did not mean it would not happen once Elizabeth was in her room and they could talk.

"Wyatt?" he now spoke, carefully, once the 16-year-old had gone back up the stairs, "What was that?"

"He was in her room," Wyatt simply said as he walked into the living room and sat on the couch, "In her bed."

Chris nodded his head, he thought so, it would have been the only explanation for what Wyatt had done.

"Why are you not angry?" Wyatt asked him, looking up as the other three people in the room sat down, "Why are you always so calm?"

"I guess it's just in my nature," Chris shrugged, taking his husband's hand, "But trust me, I'm not happy with it. If I'd have caught them, I'd probably have done the same thing as you."

However, the Halliwell looked sceptical at his lover and just shook his head.

"What do I say to her?" Wyatt now asked, "I mean, you keep telling me not to shout at her, but she keeps…well…causing more trouble. I can't stay calm, not this time. She's my little girl, and I made that mistake of sleeping with people at a young age and look, I got a girl pregnant…if she ends up pregnant…"

"Maybe you should find out if she did it protected first," Speedy offered his friend, "There's a chance they thought about it."

"And a chance they didn't." Wyatt sighed, looking around the room, what was he meant to do now? What would his mom have done with him…wait, what did his mom do with him. Starting to laugh at himself, he realised he had done just what his mom had done. Walked in and shouted, although Piper never dragged the girl out of the house unlike Wyatt, now what did his mom do to him after it?

"What are you laughing at?" Holly asked her cousin, looking at him slightly confused.

"When my mom caught me," Wyatt smirked, "I'm trying to think how she handled it to know how to handle it myself."

"Wyatt, how could you think of doing something like that," Piper looked at her son, as they both sat at the kitchen table, "And in my house when I trusted you to just look after your brothers."

"Mom, it was protected ok," Wyatt sighed, "Just, chill!"

"Chill!" Piper exclaimed, her brown eyes growing wide at her eldest child, "I catch you having sex with a girl, when you're 15-years-old and you want me to chill! Wyatt, you're too young to be doing something like this, and how old was the girl. I didn't even know you were dating anyone."

"Kelly, she's a girl from school, ok," Wyatt sighed, running his hands through his golden locks, he had to make this look better than what it was, "And yes we are dating."

"Why don't I know?"

"Mom, I'm 15," the younger Halliwell raised his eyebrows at his mother, "Do you really think I'm going to tell you that I'm dating? I've made that mistake a couple of times now."

He could tell that his mom wanted to smile at his comment, but she was still angry to see her son doing what he was doing. Something a mother should never know about.

"I guess I'm grounded then." Wyatt sighed, looking up at Piper and tilting his head, waiting for an answer.

"Grounded?" Piper's eyes widened at her son's comment, "You're more than grounded mister. Not only is it no TV, no music, no friends and no computer except for homework, you're also getting extra chores. You're not to have any girls in your room at all, anymore, not even if I know about it."

Wyatt nodded his head, knowing that he would need to agree to keep himself out of more trouble. It was not that he wanted to make his mom angry, he never thought she would find out. She and Leo had just gotten home that little bit too early.

"Dad?" A small voice came from the door of the living room, taking Wyatt out of his thoughts. The Halliwell looked over to see his 16-year-old daughter stood at the doorway, in her PJs, her arms folded across her chest, defensively. Wyatt looked at Chris, needing backup on this. After all, this concerned their daughter, they both needed to be there for this talk, so they were both on the same level. Seeing his brunette husband nod his head, Wyatt sighed and looked straight at Elizabeth.

"Go into the kitchen, we need to talk." Wyatt told her, but soon movement was heard in the living room.

"You know what," Holly's voice could be heard from the couch, "It's ok, we're going to bed, you can talk in here."

With that, Wyatt's cousin and her husband left the room, to leave Wyatt and Chris to speak to their eldest daughter.

"I'm really sorry, dad," Elizabeth started before she even got into the room properly, "I'm really…"

"Save it," Wyatt shook his head, "Sit down."

"Dad, I'm…"

"Save it, Elizabeth," Wyatt sighed, trying to stay calm but he could no he was too angry. His mother had managed to stay calm with him, but then again, before then there was not that much trouble. He had not been suspended from school countless times then, "I don't even know what to say to you at the moment. You keep getting yourself into more trouble. I tell you you're grounded and you go out to a party, that's closed down by the police and then the a few nights later you're in bed with some boy that we don't even know."

"He's a friend from school," Lizzie explained to her father, "Chris has met him."

The Perry shook his head as the 16-year-old told them both that he knew who the boy was.

"You knew him?" Wyatt looked at his husband, wondering if he knew him, why had he not said something to him, "He wasn't you know who was he?"

"No," Chris shook his head, "I still don't know who that is. I don't know the boy by name, Wyatt, he came earlier today to give Lizzie some homework, that's all I know."

Sighing, Wyatt rubbed his eyes and sat forward in the chair, what could he do now. He was not angry at Chris, there was no reason for it, but he just did not know what to do.

"Look, Elizabeth," Chris started, after looking at Wyatt to see he was slightly defeated, "Neither of us know what's going on with you. I didn't even meet this boy, I saw him at the door, you can't say that I knew him. Please tell me you thought about protection…"

"Yes, Chris, we thought about protection," Elizabeth rolled her blue eyes, "Are you going to do the whole birds and the bees thing, because I know all about it."

"No he's not," Wyatt shook his head, "And don't even think about being cheeky to him again, missy. You're in trouble, are you trying to get yourself into more?"

"Dad, I said I'm sorry, what more do you want me to say?" the girl exclaimed, "You can't take the high horse with me, you were 18 when I was born, you're no better than I were."

"And I don't want you to make the same mistake I did!" before Wyatt realised what he was saying, he had said it, causing the whole room to go silent, "Wait, I didn't mean it that…"

"I was a mistake," Elizabeth looked at her father, shaking her head at him. She could not really kid herself, she knew that her birth was not exactly planned, but she did not need telling that she was a mistake, "I can't…you…" She had no idea what to say to him as tears formed in her eyes.

"Lizzie, that's not what I meant," Wyatt sighed, moving next to her, "What I meant was…well…" But Chris had to help him out.

"What your dad meant was that he doesn't want you to, well," Chris thought of the right way to put it, "Accidentally get pregnant, ruin your life over a few minutes of pleasure."

"So now I ruined your lives," Elizabeth now scoffed, "Great."

"No, you didn't," Chris shook his head, "You stopped both of us from ruining our own lives, actually. Sure, you stopped a few things we were planning…or not planning…but if it makes you feel better, and I'm not just trying to make you feel better, it's because of you I went to college and went into social work," when he saw a sceptical look from the 16-year-old, he sighed, "Yes, you were unplanned, but we wouldn't change what we've been through for the past 16 years for anything. Except maybe you getting yourself into so much trouble. We could have done without that."

"You have to say that," Elizabeth wiped a stray tear falling down her cheek, "Don't lie to me."

"I'm not," Chris shook his head, "Am I, Wyatt?"

"No, he's not," Wyatt shook his head, "You weren't a mistake, you were just unplanned and I didn't mean to put it that way, but I don't want to see you have to grow up fast and put your life on hold because of a baby. I don't want to be a granddad yet, I'm far too young, and I know your grandpa doesn't want to see a great grandchild just yet either."

"Can I go to bed now?" Elizabeth shook her head, as she wondered whether the two men in front of her meant what they said, or if they were just trying to cover for her father's slip of the tongue.

Gulping, Wyatt nodded his head, allowing her to go back to her room; "But we haven't finished talking about this. We'll finish it tomorrow."

"Whatever." Was the last thing from the teenager's mouth as she left the room and made her way to bed, leaving Wyatt and Chris in the living room.

"I didn't mean she was a mistake," Wyatt looked straight at Chris, "It's just the way it came out. Me and Caitlin made a mistake, but she's not…"

"I know, I understand," Chris said, pulling his husband into a hug, "Don't worry about it, she'll understand when she's calmed down a little, but about her trouble making…all of this…"

"I know," Wyatt nodded, "This is the final straw right? She's going to boarding school?"

As he saw a nod from his brunette lover, Wyatt could not help but sigh, feeling like he was letting someone down. He knew his mother was looking down on him and would scold him for how his relationship with his eldest daughter was going.

"What's wrong?" Chris sighed, seeing the trouble look in Wyatt's crystal blue eyes.

"I'm just thinking," Wyatt shook his head, "My mom would kill me for how this is going. She would always set me straight on how I was dealing with something. Like after I cheated on you, she was there getting it through my head for what I was doing. You know, she once told me just because you made a mistake, didn't mean I had to copy it."

Chris smile softly and brushed Wyatt's cheek with his fingers.

"You're mom used to give me similar advice too," he pointed out, "But she wouldn't be disappointed with how you're dealing with Lizzie. I bet she's laughing at you, since it's payback time."

"Just wait until you find out what your son is like," Wyatt smirked, he still was not perfectly fine with the outcome of Chris' affair with Bianca, but he was not going to let it affect their relationship. After 13 years of marriage, he was not going to through it away for a past mistake, "He could be just like Lizzie too."

"Or he could be just like Jen."

"Let's see, he grows up with Bianca as his mom and you not around," Wyatt points out, "You really think he's going to be sane? How come you haven't met him yet?"

"I haven't called Bee yet," Chris shrugged his shoulders, "I wanted to make sure that you're perfectly ok with it."

"Chris, call her," Wyatt nodded his head, "I'm never going to be overjoyed over the fact that there's a reminder of you sleeping with Bianca, but he's your son and you have a right to know him, even if you haven't for 16 years. Think about it, I got Caitlin pregnant again, didn't I? And if it wasn't for the miscarriage…"

"There'd have been a reminder of that…" Chris nodded his head, "Yeah, I understand, but I just don't want to do something that will, well, get between us."

"I promise I won't let it," Wyatt smirked, "As long as you don't forget you have three children here."

"I will never forget that, Wyatt," Chris shook his head, looking deep into his lover's blue eyes, "You realise we'd have to find a way to tell the kids, they're gonna do the math, well Lizzie will and she already resents me for splitting you and Caitlin up."

"She's a teenager, she resents everything," Wyatt rolled his eyes, "And we'll come to that when we have to. Who knows, your son might not want to know you, but call Bianca, ok? I don't want you resenting me for never seeing your son."

The two looked at each other for a while, until Chris closed the gap between them both.

"I never will." He whispered before kissing his husband gently on the lips, running his tongue over Wyatt's lips, asking permission to enter.

The Halliwell pulled Chris as close as he could to him, as he granted permission and felt their tongues running over each other. From there, Wyatt took over as he moved the two over them so Chris was laid slightly on the couch, with himself on top of him, moving his lips to his neck, sucking and licking on it, his hands running up the brunette's thighs and crotch, feeling his member getting harder from the touches.

"We better move this to the bedroom," Wyatt now whispered into his lover's ear, nibbling on it gently, "Don't want the kids seeing this."

The blonde looked into Chris' green eyes as he nodded in agreement and took their activities to their bedroom.

The minute the door was closed, their clothes were off and their bodies pulled together, their lips locking together, tongues battling for dominance once again.

Wyatt's took over as he pushed Chris back to the bed and laid him on his, kissing down his body, pausing at his nipples to take one into his mouth, sucking and licking on it, just teasing his lover.

"Hmm…Wyatt…" Chris moaned softly as he ran his fingers up and down Wyatt's spine, knowing it would turn him on while he felt his own member getting harder by the second.

Hearing Chris saying his name, Wyatt moaned slightly and moved his lips further down his husband's body, kissing and licking in his inner thighs and along his hips. He could feel Chris squirming beneath him so took his hardened member in his warm, inviting mouth, causing Chris to groan as his eyes closed from the pleasure running through him. The brunette began to play with the Halliwell's curls and stroking on his neck, causing Wyatt to become harder himself and in turn making him stop what he was doing to grab the tub of lube on the nightstand.

Chris looked at what his lover was doing, slightly breathless and extremely horny, with a smirk on his lips.

"Already?"

Wyatt laughed slightly and rolled his eyes as he lubed up his fingers.

"You want me to play a little longer do you?" Wyatt asked him, "Because from where I am, you look like you're getting a little close."

As he said it, the blonde placed his fingers inside Chris, causing him to close his eyes, allowing the pleasure to run through his body. As Chris' legs bent upwards, Wyatt smirked, as he crawled back up the bed, his fingers still inside his lover, stretching him out.

"I told you."

"Not that close, yet." Chris shook his head through a moan, as Wyatt hit his prostate with his fingers.

"Really?" Wyatt smirked, already lubing up his now aching member. Hearing his lover's moans always made him hard, "Please tell me you're ready." Wyatt whispered into Chris' ear, but just received another moan. Taking it that he was ready, Wyatt removed his fingers and pushed into him, causing his senses to dim slightly. Even though they had been doing this for 16 years now, it had never gotten dull, if they found it getting dull they would just find something else to spice it up slightly.

Once his senses came back to him, Wyatt pushed deep inside his lover, hearing him moan from the pleasure.

Chris laid back, wrapping his legs around Wyatt's waist and puling his head closer to his so he could kiss him passionately.

They carried on like this for the rest of the night, until they exhausted each other and feel asleep in each others arms until the morning came.

So, what did you think? Let me know in a review. I thought I'd put a flashback with Piper, since she won't really be showing up in this story otherwise, I hope you liked it.

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