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Growing Up Troubles

Chapter 13

"He actually showed up at your dad's?" Chris questioned, as he stood in the kitchen while Wyatt made dinner.

"Yeah, looking for my mom," Wyatt replied with a nod of the head, not looking in Chris' eyes. He feared that if he did, Chris would realise just how much it had upset him, there was too much of the past jumping up right now, "Luckily Prue and Andy were there."

"He was looking for your mom?" Chris questioned, worry and shock both evident in his sea green eyes, "Did you tell him…?"

"Yeah, he complained at us for not telling him," Wyatt replied again, this time a frown appeared on his face and he looked at his husband, "I don't think we'd have known where to get a hold of him, even if we'd have wanted to," when he saw Chris shrug and shake his head no in reply, he carried on, "Anyway, he found out that I was gay, don't think he was too happy about that, but then again, I could care less. The thing I'm worried about is that he's found out about Lizzie and Jen," seeing more worry etch into Chris' face, the Halliwell held his hand up, "Don't worry, he just knows of them. I think he still thinks they're young and he doesn't know their names, nor does he know about Scott. He just saw one picture."

Chris nodded his head with a sigh of relief once Wyatt explained everything to him. That could have turned out nasty if Jack knew their children's names and the schools they went to.

"What does he want?"

"Apparently he's dying, his liver's packing in," Wyatt rolled his blue eyes, as he continued to cook, "He looked perfectly fine to me. This fancy sports car and dressed well. I think it's a lie for something else, I just don't know what," but then the Halliwell sighed, "I don't care, I just wish I knew what he was doing in town. He hasn't tried to contact me in 30 years, I just don't understand what he could want now."

"I don't know, Wyatt," Chris shook his head, "I was trying to figure it out myself. Oh, complete change of subject, but on a good note, did you know Speedy and Holly are moving back here?"

Wyatt looked up from the stove, with a smile that reached his eyes, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, Speedy was telling me today. He's signed for a house and everything. They're moving in next week," Chris nodded, "Just in time for Grace to get out of the hospital and make it home."

"That's amazing!" Wyatt beamed, "Why didn't they say anything sooner."

"I think they were waiting for it, but then Holly went into labour," Chris shrugged his shoulders, thinking back to what Holly had told him when he visited her in the hospital earlier that day, "But I think they've already got a babysitter."

"Who?"

"Lizzie."

"Speaking of Lizzie, how was she today?" Wyatt had to ask, knowing that with only Chris home today, he knew this would be when Elizabeth really tried something, after all she never listened to what Chris told her "he wasn't her dad" in her words, "Please tell me she didn't try to steal anymore cars."

"Don't worry, she was great," Chris nodded his head, with a small smile, "In fact, I asked her to do her school work and she did it, spent all day doing it, so when I went to the hospital I took her with me."

Wyatt nodded his head, understanding that she needed some kind of break and could not stay in the house for the whole day, otherwise this would not teach her right from wrong, and just make her more rebellious. Chris left out the information about Lizzie taking Ben to the park, knowing that Speedy would talk to his son and convince him not to say anything to Wyatt about it.

"Actually, we need to decide what we're going to do about her and Josh," Chris brought up the subject, "I mean, we're going to need to tell the kids about him…"

"You're gonna keep seeing him," the Halliwell understood, he would want to do the same if it was the other way around, "Yeah, we need to tell him, I just don't want Lizzie seeing him."

"To be honest, I think Lizzie will be a little freaked when she finds out anyway," the brunette shrugged, "But we'd better tell her before someone else finds out about it and tells her. Better hearing the truth straight from us."

Sighing, Wyatt nodded his head in agreement. It was going to be the only way they would keep her trust too, let her know that they were not hiding anything from her, except for Jack of course, but Jack was a completely other matter.

"We'll tell them after dinner."

"What about Speedy and Ben?" Chris now asked.

"You want to put it off for a week?"

Before Chris could answer him, the telephone rang. Being the closest one, Chris answered the call but swiftly passed it onto Wyatt, since it was about the restaurant.

"I'll be right there, Cassie," Wyatt said into the phone, "If he causes any problems, then call the police, but I have an idea of who it is," As he hung up, he heard Chris question him what was going on while he made his way back over to the stove, to turn the heat off what he was cooking, "I think Jack's at the restaurant. Can you do me a favour and call Parker for me while I get over there."

"I'll come with you," Chris said, following his lover, "Call Parker on the way."

"The kids."

As they made their way past the living room, Chris poked his head around the door to see Elizabeth sat on the floor, at the coffee table, doing some more school work, at least he guessed it was school work, while Ben sat opposite her, drawing a picture.

"Lizzie, where's Frank?"

"Upstairs, I think." Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders.

"Ok, can you look after Ben for now and when you see Frank, tell him that me and your dad have had to quickly get to the restaurant?" once the blonde nodded her head, Chris turned back to Wyatt, who stood by the door, "Taken care of."

"If she messes up, its on your head." Wyatt told his husband, quietly so that the 16-year-old would not hear them.

"I take full responsibility."

--

The minute Wyatt stepped into the restaurant, he wondered what his part-time manager was panicking about. There was nobody causing a scene, and everything looked normal.

"Wyatt! Thank God!" Cassie spoke as she made her way over to the Halliwell, smiling as much as she could at Chris, who was just behind her boss.

"Where is he?"

"Your brother just got here and managed to convince him to go to your office."

"Thanks, Cassie." Wyatt smiled and made his way through the restaurant to where his office sat. He had changed it a lot since he took over the place, he had to make it his own. Opening the door, he saw Jack sat on the chair, while Parker stood in front of the desk.

"Wyatt, there you are, I expected you to be here," Jack stood up from the chair and made his way over to his eldest son, trying once again to hug him. Just like before, Wyatt made sure his biological father could not get anywhere near him, "Son…"

"Once again, Jack, you have no right to call me that," Wyatt shook his head as his husband closed the door behind them both, "Now what are you doing here."

"I just don't want us to end on a bad note," Jack sighed, "Your brother took time to talk to me." Wyatt glanced at Parker, who stood behind Jack with his arms folded. He knew the only reason his 33-year-old brother would even think about listening to Jack would be to save the business.

"I don't want anything to do with you, Jack," Wyatt shook his head, now looking back at the blue-eyed man, "I don't care about you, I never have, not since I saw what you did to our mom. Now I want you out of my restaurant and away from my family."

Jack seemed to ignore the Halliwell though, and walked around the office, looking at the photographs that sat on the wall and desks.

"You've done well for yourself, haven't you?" Jack asked, looking at a more recent picture of Wyatt's family, "Three kids, big house, your own business. What is it you do, Chris?"

Chris narrowed his eyes as he realised Jack now knew his name, he knew Wyatt would not have said anything about him since Wyatt did not want anything to do with the man.

"Oh, I looked into a few things when I went back to my hotel this afternoon," Jack explained, aware of the shocked expression. The man looked towards his eldest son, who was glaring back at him, "Seems like my Piper did well for herself with this restaurant and you take after her a lot. I read an article about the place, it mentioned your family. Chris, your daughters, Elizabeth and Jennifer, and your youngest child, Scott, am I right? I'm guessing they're adopted, well except Elizabeth of course, I found out about her, but the other two are adopted since you're, well, gay," Jack screwed his nose up once again, "That wouldn't have happened if you'd have come with me. But no, your mom threatened court if I took you with me."

"I wouldn't have gone with you, anyway," Wyatt folded his arms and shook his head, "I may have been four, but I understood what had happened when you raped our mom."

Jack's head tilted as he heard his son's words and then laughed them off. Wyatt and Parker glanced at each other, wondering what the laughing matter was.

"It seems that you've been in a court a few times yourself, in trouble for assault," Jack continued, "So you have no right to condemn me for what I did."

"No right?" Wyatt raised his eyebrows, "I was in court for custody and then one charge of assault, which was 13 years ago. I never once raped someone or beat the people I supposedly loved. I wanted to make sure I never turned into someone like you."

"So, Elizabeth…"

"You'll stay away from her," Parker now warned his biological father, "You won't touch my niece."

"My, my, you are both protective," Jack smirked, "That's what I like to see. That's all I was like with Piper. Just protective."

"We're done with this conversation," Wyatt shook his head, he had had enough of Jack trying to tell them that he had done nothing wrong. He knew that Jack was in the wrong, "I want you out, and stay away from my family."

"I just want to see them before I die," Jack simply spoke, "I just want to see my grandkids."

"Well, it's not gonna happen," Wyatt shook his head, "Never in a million years. They don't even know you exist, why would I let you see them."

"You've not told them that Leo isn't your father, just a replacement?"

"He is my dad," Wyatt nodded his head, "He was there for me and Parker when we were growing up. He treated us like his own and he looked after our mom for years, especially when she really needed it. You getting out of our lives was the best thing that ever happened to us, and my children don't need to know about you because you're nothing to us anymore. You don't exist to us. I don't care if you're dying and I know Parker doesn't…"

"Is that right, son?" Jack questioned his youngest boy, who glared back at him.

"That's right, I don't care about you."

Chris could just watch and the confrontation went on and wondered whether it was going to turn into some kind of fight. He was ready if it did, but by the looks of things, Jack was ready to go.

"I just want to make things up before I die," Jack sighed, looking between his two sons, "A dying man's wish."

"No." Wyatt simply said with a shake of the head and that was the end as far as he was concerned. He would escort Jack out if it came to it now, he wanted this man out of his life as quickly as he came into it.

Once Jack got the message, he made his way out of the room. The younger Halliwell followed him to make sure he left the building too, leaving Wyatt and Chris alone.

"I'm worried he's gonna try and get to Lizzie," Wyatt sighed, "I mean, he's looked into things and if he knows who she is and what she looks like, it won't be hard to find her."

"Well, she's grounded at the moment, so she won't be going anywhere," Chris explained, thinking to himself that she would not be able to take Ben to the park again on her own, just in case, "Within a few weeks he'll get bored and leave."

"I'm not too sure," Wyatt shook his head with a frown on his face, "Maybe we do have to tell her the truth."

"On top of what we already have to tell her?" Chris questioned, raising his eyebrows, causing the blonde to sigh and rub his face with his hands.

"Why has that man turned up?" Wyatt moaned, "I could really do without him being here."

--

"Jack's here?" Holly questioned as she sat on the couch while Wyatt brought her a glass of water. It had not been long since she had gotten out of the hospital, but he needed to warn her, since she was still going to be here for the next week, until their house was sorted and they could move in.

"Unfortunately," Wyatt sighed, with a roll of his blue eyes, sitting next to his cousin, "I'm sorry I've had to tell you as soon as you got back here and everything…"

"No, it's ok," the brown haired woman shook her head, "At least I'm ready for it if he does come here. Will he come here?"

"Possibly," Wyatt winced, "I haven't told him where I live, but he found out about the restaurant and about the kids, so it's a possibility he'll find out about here."

"Well, at least I'm ready for it," Holly sighed, "Does Lizzie know?"

"Not yet," Wyatt shook his head, "We've been trying to find the best way to tell her about Chris' son, but that's getting far too complicated. I don't even know what to do right now. Chris is normally better at this stuff, but he's either working or seeing his son at the moment. It's not like I can stop him."

"You still a bit pissed about it?"

"I don't know," Wyatt sighed, "There's just so much at the moment, you know. I really don't know where my head is. I can only take so much so at the moment I'm trying to avoid the thoughts that Chris has a son."

"Chris has a son?" a voice came from the doorway, causing Wyatt and Holly to look up to see the blonde haired 16-year-old stood there, a confused frown on her face and a worried look in her blue eyes.

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