Hey guy, thank you for the reviews on the previous chapter. Like I said, I'm starting to get back onto a roll with this story and a few more ideas are coming to my head for it.

A few of you wonder why Jack is back, well an explanation about him is coming up.

Anyway, I'll get on with this new chapter for you to enjoy

Oh just to let you know, the nickname "Little One" is what my friend's daughter calls her newborn baby sister, so kids do come up with these things (they're the sweetest, aren't they?)

Growing Up Troubles

Chapter 12

"Are you going to tell Beth?" Speedy asked his brunette friend as they stood in the kitchen that next morning. Chris poured himself and the blonde mugs of coffee before they sat down at the breakfast bar.

"I'm not sure yet," Chris shook his head with a sigh, "Me and Wyatt couldn't really talk about it, with all the other news that's happening."

"About Wyatt's real dad turning up?" Speedy questioned, knowing a little about it since Wyatt had warned him earlier, in case the man did show up at the door. Of course, Wyatt was a little more worried about Leo and had decided to take the morning to check on who he classed as his real dad – the man who brought him up and cared for him – to make sure that Jack had not turned up at the door, instead of going into the restaurant to check on things there. Chris was looking after Lizzie, making sure that she did not get up to anything that she should not have been, hoping that she was growing out of her rebellious stage, since Wyatt had decided to trust her once more.

"That would be it," Chris sighed with a nod, he had no idea on how to react about this. He was worried, yes, and he wondered why Jack was even back in town. It had been about 30 years since Wyatt had seen him, why the sudden interest? Usually father's turned up out of the blue for a reason, normally one that involved a needed kidney or something along those lines. The Perry had only ever heard of Jack being mentioned in the stories that Wyatt had told him, Speedy had heard nothing but the basics that he was a bad dad, so neither really knew what to expect, "But without talking to Wyatt I can't exactly tell Lizzie that her boyfriend, well the guy that Wyatt caught her in bed with is actually my son. God knows how she'll react and I'm still not sure how I feel about that. I mean, yes its not illegal but its still…" Chris stopped to find the right word to use.

"Incestuous?" Speedy offered?

"Yeah, I guess," Chris sighed, "It just seems to weird, to be honest. I think Bee was a bit freaked out about the idea too. Not to mention what Josh was like."

"If you and Wyatt don't tell her though, he's surely going to say something," Speedy now informed his friend, "I mean, he's going to break up with her and she's going to want a reason."

"Want a reason for what?" a little voice asked from the doorway, causing Chris and Frank to turn around to see four-year-old Ben stood at the door, but before either needed to answer, his little mind had gone onto another thought, "Daddy, can we see mommy and little one today?"

"Yes, we'll see mommy and your baby sister later."

"Little one?" Chris questioned, with a small smile on his face, "That's so cute."

"It's what he's started calling Gracie for some reason," Speedy shrugged his shoulders before turning back to his son, "You've got to eat some breakfast before we see mommy though."

As the four-year-old sighed, he nodded his head, "But can Lizzie do it?" Ben asked, before he made his way to the dining table.

"You better ask her," Speedy informed causing the little blonde boy to run out of the kitchen, calling out for his 16-year-old second cousin, "Looks like Beth looked after him yesterday."

"Yeah, Wyatt said she had. It's why he's re-though about sending her off to military school," Chris explained, "I said I think she's thought about the way she's acting. So, when's Holly getting out of the hospital?"

"Two days time, hopefully," Speedy smiled with a small nod, "Although Gracie can't come out for another week or so. She has to put on two pounds or something. I think that's what your brother-in-law said. I'm useless when it comes to talking to doctors, but Holly knows it all."

"Plus, it's not like you can't find out anyway. I'm mean it's Matt, he'll let Holly know easily."

Speedy nodded his head as the kitchen door opened again, to a female voice asking what a certain person wanted for breakfast. Chris could not help but watch as the 16-year-old picked up Ben and pulled out what he asked for, mainly by pointing, and then got him to sit down while she got it all together.

"Don't get any ideas, Chris." Elizabeth said, as she looked up to see the two fathers looking at her.

"About what?"

"About that," the 16-year-old said, "I'm not pregnant, there's not maternal instinct or anything like that."

"I wasn't thinking that, actually," Chris shook his head, "And you better not be pregnant. I know for a fact your dad does not want to be a grandpa yet, let alone your grandpa being a great-grandpa. I was just thinking you're good with kids." Chris could not help but laugh as he saw the blonde girl roll her eyes, as she finished getting the four-year-old's breakfast.

"I'll go and take this to Ben."

Once she was gone, Speedy looked at Chris with raised eyebrows, "You gonna have to tell her before someone else does."

Wyatt pulled up at the bottom of the drive to the Manor. His dad was the only person that lived here now, which did not make much sense, since it was a big place for one person, but nobody had offered to take it off his hands yet. The house was too small for Wyatt but too big for Parker since he lived on his own. It only left Matt, who still had to talk to his wife about it. It was either that or offering it across to the rest of the family. Neither Leo, Prue, Phoebe or Paige wanted it to see it out of the family's hands. He glanced at the car that he had pulled up in front of, it was a car that he did not recognise. This was a new car, extremely new in fact. By the looks of things it had only be out for a year, a top of the range BMW Z8, that they were now on. He hated the Z8's, they were a car that he would never buy. Parker had one and he took it out for a spin, but hated the feel of it the second he started it.

As he walked up the steps to the manor, he could not help but glance at the driveway, at the car that he had blocked in. It was his Uncle Andy's car, which was no big drama, they would always block each other in, but it did make him wonder why Andy was here, unless it was just to see Leo.

He opened the front door, to be confronted by an argument that was going on in the hallway. Not between his dad and his uncle, but between someone who he did not want to see. He may have only been four when Jack finally walked out of the door, but his face was still clear in his mind.

"You've got some nerve showing up here," Wyatt spoke up, folding his arms, as he realised that not only was Andy here, but his Aunt Prue was here too. Obviously, his aunt and uncle had been warned about Jack by somebody, presumably Parker. He glared at the aged man, who had aged well, much to Wyatt's dislike, "Parker said you were in town. Now what the fuck are you doing here?"

"Wyatt?" Jack looked at his eldest estranged son, holding his arms out, "You've grown up so much!"

"Course I have," Wyatt screwed up his face and stepped away from Jack, before the man tried to hug him, "Its been 30 years, what did you expect? That I'd still be that four-year-old you left?"

"I had no choice."

"No, I know you didn't," Wyatt nodded his head, "I still remember what you did to my mom. I'm glad you didn't have a choice."

"Where is my Piper, anyway?" Jack now asked, causing Wyatt to cringe as he spoke his mother's name, "Leo won't tell me."

"Of course I won't, Jack." Leo growled at his late wife's ex-husband. Wyatt realised that they had not told him she had died yet, and decided not to say anything about it, yet. There must have been a reason for it.

"I'll go and check the restaurant that I heard she opened," Jack decided, but then looked at his eldest son, "Unless she's looking after your kids."

"Huh?" Wyatt questioned with a frown, how did Jack know he had children?

"I saw the pictures, although I never expected your would be queer," Jack turned his nose up at the last comment, causing Wyatt to have to breath as he tried to control his anger. He thought about the picture that Jack could have seen, and it would have been the one that sat on the table near the door, underneath the mirror, the one that was taken before they adopted Scott, when Lizzie was only five. Now he wondered whether Jack thought that that picture was recent. Otherwise, why would he think Piper was looking after them considering they would have school? "So, where is your mom?"

"Nowhere where you can hurt her," Prue now explained to her ex brother-in-law, the man that she had despised for so many years, "She died, Jack, almost 12 years ago."

"What!" Jack looked at the black-haired woman, "Why didn't anybody tell me?"

"We didn't want you there," Andy explained to the man, "Piper definitely wouldn't have wanted you there."

"Me and Parker wanted you as far away as possible," Wyatt glared at his biological father, "Now what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you and Parker, too, my sons," Jack explained to the blonde Halliwell, "And my grandchildren."

"There is no way you are going anywhere near my children, Jack," Wyatt shook his head, "And don't try to go through Chris either, he knows what you did."

"I'm sorry for what I did, Wyatt," Jack tried to explain, glancing at the others that stood near him, "I've tried to explain that to these, but they won't listen, they wouldn't even call for you to come around. I was in a bad way, it's taken me all these years to get clean…"

"I don't care about the excuses, Jack," Wyatt shook his head, "I don't care if you were in a bad way or not. I don't want to see you at all. You're not my dad, my children are not your grandchildren. They're the grandchildren of the man that brought me up as his son. The man that took care of my and Parker, and didn't care who our father was biologically."

"But son…" Jack started.

"No, I'm not your son!" Wyatt growled, "You have no right to come here after 30 years and pretend like nothing happened. That you didn't do any damage to any of us."

"I'm dying, Wyatt, I wanted to see you to tell you. I've only got a few months to live, all the drinking I did has taken its toll on me."

"Well, that's a surprise," Wyatt folded his arms, "Looking at you, I'd say you did pretty well for yourself. And judging by the car outside. The Z8, I'm guessing that's yours. And I wouldn't care if you are dying. I want nothing to do with you and I know Parker doesn't either. Now get out and stay away from us. All of us, that includes Phoebe and Paige and their families too."

The tall blonde made sure it was clear what he wanted and watched as Jack left the house. Before he left, Jack turned to look at Wyatt.

"I am sorry, son. I just wanted to tell you all…"

"It's a bit late for that," Wyatt simply said, before closing the door on the man and turned back to his family, "You should have called to say that he was here, dad." The Halliwell sighed at the aging ex-doctor.

"Don't worry, Wyatt," Andy tapped his eldest nephew on the shoulder, "Your brother called me and Prue yesterday to say that he was in town so we were here before Jack turned up."

"Otherwise I would have done." Leo now informed his step-son, causing Wyatt to smile slightly with a nod.

"What made you come over anyway?" Prue now asked her nephew, as they all made their way into the kitchen, "I thought you would be in the restaurant."

"Parker said Jack was here yesterday, so I thought I'd call round to make sure dad was ok," Wyatt simply replied, with a shrug of the shoulders, smiling at his favourite aunt, "Anyway, can't I come by just to see people?"

"Maybe you should have called around when you knew Holly was having her baby," Prue now said, slapping Wyatt on the arm, who mocked hurt, "Even her own mother didn't know."

"Well, it is kind of Speedy's job to do that," Wyatt tried to get his way around it, "But we were all so worried about Holly and the baby at the time, we didn't even think. I only called Chris because he had to get home to get Lizzie and Ben, since I didn't really trust that daughter of mine to look after a four-year-old when she'd just stolen my car!"

"Charlie told me that, actually." Andy now spoke up.

"Lizzie stole your car?" Leo questioned, as he made the coffee for everyone, "You never told me that. Is that her last strike now?"

"Well, she proved that she could look after Ben when I had to get Hol to the hospital, and then proved it yesterday too, and Chris thinks that she's learning to stop acting out, so she has one more chance. But that's it, as soon as she messes it up, she's going."

"You make it sound like she's going to mess up." Leo sighed at his eldest step-son.

"Dad, she will," Wyatt sighed with a disappointed look on his face, "If it's a genuine mistake then I can let her off, but I know she'll do something to try and piss me off. She always does. Especially with some news that me and Chris have to tell her."

"What's that?"

"Well, you know I said that Chris has a son, with Bianca."

"You never told us that." Prue now told her nephew, as her brother-in-law nodded his head.

"I haven't seen you to tell you, Prue," Wyatt explained to his aunt, "Nor have I seen Patty to tell her either. Anyway, Chris got Bianca pregnant, you remember his ex-girlfriend that caused a few problems?"

"Yes, I remember her," Prue nodded her head, "Well, I remember you mentioned her."

"Well, they have a son, who's 16, a little younger than Lizzie," Wyatt explained, "Who is actually Lizzie's boyfriend at the moment."

The three elders in the room looked at the 24-year-old, shock evident in their eyes.

"What are you gonna do?" Andy now asked.

"Well, Chris managed to talk to Josh, his son, and they agreed that Josh would break up with Lizzie while me and Chris talked it out," Wyatt sighed, "I'm just not too sure where we go from here."

"You can only do what you think is right," Leo offered his advice, "I mean, them both together, its not exactly wrong since Chris adopted Lizzie but…" Leo struggled to find the right words to carry on, but the Halliwell knew what he wanted to say.

"Yeah, I know, it's a bit weird and…I don't even want to think about it." Wyatt cringed at the thought.

"So, have you decided on when you're going back up to New York, yet?" Chris now questioned his friend, "I mean, don't feel like you're not welcome here but I'd have thought with the newborn, you'd want to get sorted at your house."

"Don't worry, I got what you meant," Speedy smiled at the brunette, laughing as Chris backtracked over what he had said to get himself out of a possible awkward problem, "And actually, me and Holly have been talking about moving back to San Francisco. In fact, I was with an estate agent yesterday," seeing the shocked and confused look on the Perry's face, Frank continued, "Well, New York is so far from you and Wyatt, and its always ages before we can catch up and everything, plus Ben and Scott aren't that too far apart in ages and Lizzie seems to have taken to him quite a bit. Holly's family are here, and my family are in San Diego, so it seems to make a bit more sense."

"But it could take weeks to sort out a house."

"That's where I need a little favour…" Speedy smirked, "Actually, no, it was the finalisation that I was doing yesterday. Signing the contracts and everything. We can move in next week, which is perfect considering Gracie needs to stay in the hospital for about that time. We'll get it sorted before she comes out."

"Which means you'll need help with the decorating and everything?"

"Just a little."

"You had all this sorted before you flew down for Hope's wedding, didn't you?" Chris now asked, a smirk on his face as he narrowed his green eyes at his friend, who looked at him sheepishly, "I knew you were staying here for some reason. What about your jobs?"

"Mine's an easy transfer down," Speedy shrugged his shoulders, "And Holly quit her job a few weeks ago, she's looking into opening her own fashion line based here."

As the two sat chatting on the couch for a little longer, they heard the front door the house open and Elizabeth get back with Ben, from the park. Chris had decided that the 16-year-old needed someway of showing that she could be responsible and some fresh air, even if she was grounded. What Wyatt did not know, would not hurt him.

"We're back." Lizzie smiled at Chris as they walked into the sitting room, Ben in front of the blonde haired girl so he could run straight to his dad without taking his shoes off.

"Can we go and see mommy and little one now?"

"Yes, we'll go and see mommy and Gracie now," Speedy nodded his head at his son, "Why don't you go and get that card you made, that's on the table."

As the four-year-old ran out of the room, Speedy looked at his friend.

"Give Holly my love," Chris smirked at his friend, who already looked like he thinking about what it would be like in a few months time trying to juggle a screaming baby and a hyper four-year-old, "And tell her I'll stop by when I'm leaving work today."

"What are you doing for the next, hmm, at least 16 years?" Speedy asked the blonde Halliwell-Perry as he walked past her, who looked at her Godfather, extremely shocked, "To look after Ben, maybe take him off my hands, once Grace is out of the hospital."

"I'll babysit him, Speedy," Lizzie smiled to the man with a shrug, "It's been fun these past couple of days. Although you will be in New York," Lizzie looked at Chris, "Can I live in New York?"

Speedy simply laughed at his Goddaughter and left the room, to find where his son had gotten himself to, while Elizabeth sat on the couch next to Chris.

"Sorry we were a little late, Ben wouldn't get off the swings until I reminded him about Holly."

Chris checked the clock and raised his eyebrows, the girl was only ten minutes late, he had figured that the four-year-old would have been hard to pull off the swings, it had happened with him before.

"Don't worry about it," Chris shook his head, "Just don't tell your father that you took him to the park. You're meant to be grounded remember. Actually, school work."

Groaning, the 16-year-old pulled herself off the couch and made her way out of the room.

"I hate school, I'm not going to college."

"What will you do then?"

"Work in KFC for the rest of my life," Lizzie smirked at the look that her adoptive father gave, which said 'I don't think so', "Ok, maybe not, maybe do something with my artwork. I don't know, but I hate learning."

"We'll talk about it later," Chris decided, knowing that forcing her to go to college would not be an option, but they would have to talk about this, "Right now, school work."

With a nod of the head, Elizabeth left the room, much to Chris' pleasure, although he would have to check on her soon to make sure she was doing her school work. There was so much now that he would have to talk to Wyatt about, but the most important right now really was the subject of his son.

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