A/N: I'm happy so many people like this story. I will try to update regularly.

Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed or any of its characters.

"Piper, I swear. Somehow Melissa gave me some sort of vision. It must have been a memory. I saw Melissa and Chris as teenagers eating supper with me, my husband and twin girls. They seemed totally at home with us. And then we got attacked by a darklighter and I told all of them to orb to safety."

"Are you sure it was a memory?"

"What else could it have been?"

"Melissa could have manipulated your thoughts so you would trust them."

"I did trust Chris in the vision with the lives of my kids", Paige said doubtfully. "But Melissa seemed truly upset she showed me that vision."

"So you think Melissa and Chris know us in the future or at least you?"

"Yes, it would explain a lot. From the start Chris seemed to know the house, the book and us. Do you remember with those three bimbos who stole our identity, Chris said that he had never saw us take the bait as easily as them."

"Well, that's a possibility. But why wouldn't they tell us?"

"I don't know. They just like to keep secrets", Paige smirked. "Anyway I have to go to my temp job. Try to catch our whitelighters as you see them. I want answers."

- In the Underworld -

Chris was sitting in a demon bar, trying to catch some rumors of who could be after his little big brother, as he heard Melinda call. Immediately he orbed to the Golden Gate Bridge.

His sister sitting against the tower of the bridge. She had her head in her hands.

"We are even. I won't call you stupid anymore", she said through her hand.

"Mel, what happened?"

Melinda looked up. Chris saw she bit her lip.

"I showed Paige the day she died."

"What! You would be careful!"

"It was an accident!"

Chris took a deep breath. "Okay, yelling has no point. How are we gonna limit the damage?"

A small smile appeared on Melinda's face. "By telling the truth."

Chris gave Melinda a frustrated look. "A serious answer, please."

"I am serious. We can lie with the truth. If we tell Paige that she adopted us after we became orphans, she will believe us. She just took us in because we were like her, half-whitelighters. That will also explain how we know the house and the family."

"That might work, but it could also lead them to the trail of our real identity."

"Do you have a better idea?"

"No."

"Then that's what has to work, right Worrywart?"

He sighed and rolled his eyes at her.

- At the manor -

As they orbed into the conservatory it was deserted with exception of little Wyatt who was sitting in his playpen.

"I can't believe this is Wyatt. I mean he is such a cutie", Melinda said while picking the little boy up. As she sat with the baby on her lap, she made cooing sounds.

"Watch out, you will get attached." Chris smirked at her.

Melinda face grows cold. "I still can kill him, if we have to. I won't forget what he will do to our friends and family."

"I know. Let hope we don't have to."

"Yeah, we will find a way." She lifted Wyatt up, so she could see his face. "Do you hear that, little one. We are gonna save you and with that our family." Chris grinned at the baby voice his sister used.

"You are really good with him. Did you babysit a lot?" Chris looked over his shoulder at hearing his mother's voice. Since she hadn't blown them up she had only just walked in, he calmed himself.

"I helped out in an orphanage", Melinda answered quickly. She and Chris glanced at each other knowingly. In their own time there were a lot of orphans at the resistance. Melinda had taken responsibility for them. Making sure they were alright.

"Melissa, you still have to explain what you made Paige see."

"I know, but can't it wait? I don't want to repeat myself."

Piper nodded.

"Alright, but don't think you can get off the hook, young lady."

Melinda smiled and gave the baby at her mother.

"Piper, could we stay for diner?"

Both Piper and Chris stared at her astonished.

"Chris and I haven't had a decent meal in a very long time. And if everyone is together I can explain the thing that happened with Paige. So please." She put her hand together and smiled begging. "I can do the cooking if you like."

"Uh… Alright, I think", Piper stuttered.

"Mel. Hallway. Now!" Chris grabbed her at her arm and dragged her into the hall. "We can't stay."

"Why not? I like to spend some time with my family, even if they don't know who we are."

"No, they are not our family, not yet."

"Chris, this is … We are able to spend a little extra time with our deceased family. I'm not letting this chance slip."

"It will only hurt more when we go back."

"It hurts anyway. And thereby, when was the last time either of us had a proper meal? You need to gain some weight and so do I."

Chris sighted. "Alright, but you do the cooking."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Melinda shrieked and embraced her brother.

- A few hours later -

"Did you manage to speak to our whitelighters", Paige asked as she walked into the livingroom after her work.

"Melissa promised to tell us what happened", Piper answered.

"When?"

"During dinner. They are actually in the kitchen, cooking dinner."

"What? Our neurotic whitelighter and his little sister are cooking?"

"Seems like it."

"And you trust them doing it. No fear they put something in the food." Piper hadn't thought of that option, but it seemed her unlikely. Since both of the whitelighters would eat the same food. Then another danger came to mind. "I'm going to see if our whitelighters don't put my kitchen on fire."

As she walked into the kitchen, she saw Melissa leaning on the kitchen table looking at her brother who stood at the stove.

"Melissa, I thought you said you would cook?"

The girl looked at her without moving. "I was, but this tends to happen if I cook with my brother in a 10 mile radius."

"She just can't cook", Chris said dryly.

"I otherwise never got complains."

"Hunger is the best cook, Mel, not you."

- Half an hour later -

As they all sat at the table there was an uncomfortable silence. Breaking the silence Paige asked: "Tell me, Melissa, what happened this morning? What was it that I saw?"

"What happened was that I don't have full control over my new power. I accidently showed you a memory. I was frustrated that you didn't trust us, so I showed you a time you did."

"I trusted you to keep my children safe." Paige said soft.

"Yeah."

"And did you?"

"Future consequences", Chris murmured.

"Yeah, we kept them save", Melinda said. Until three years ago that was.

"Why didn't they come, given that they are Wyatt's cousins", Piper asked.

"Because you weren't supposed to know about them. Future consequences and all."

"No, not you too", Phoebe moaned.

Melinda looked confused.

"They hate the words 'future consequences'." Her brother explained.

She rolled her eyes. "It may be annoying, but we simply can't tell you everything."

"Is that the reason you didn't tell us you know us", Phoebe asked.

"Yeah."

"So how do you know us", Paige said.

Melinda looked at her plate, as Chris spoke: "You took us in as we lost our parents."

"Oh."

"Didn't you have any family that could take care of you", Piper asked.

"They didn't think they could keep us save."

Again everyone fall quiet.

"Piper, tomorrow I will start moving my stuff out", Phoebe said changing the subject.

"You are moving out?" Chris looked up.

"Actually both of us are. Phoebe goes with Jason to Hongkong and I move in with Richard."

As Chris opened his mouth to speak, Phoebe said: "No, you can't give criticism. We have the right to have a life."

"I just wanted to ask if Mel could sleep here", Chris replied.

"No, I stay where you stay." Melinda put up a determent face.

"I won't let you sleep on the ground anymore."

"Why not? It's what I do at home."

"You let her sleep on the ground", Piper got between them.

"It's easier to move her while she sleeps than to persuade her", Chris grinned.

"Well, if you help Phoebe and Paige to move out. The two of you can move into one of the rooms', Piper said.

"Deal", Melinda shrieked happily.