A/N: This chapter will be a little bit different. Normally I only use the perspective of Piper, Chris or Melinda, but this chapter will be through the eyes of Victor. Have fun :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed or any of its characters.
It had been quite some time since he had visited his daughters. He had especially missed his grandson during this time, Victor thought well walking up the stairs to the front porch. Piper opened the door. As he stepped into the hall he saw a young man with dark hair walk down the stairs. He froze at seeing Victor, giving him a very strange look. The girl that walked behind the man, bummed into him.
"What..." Then she placed her hand over her mouth as if she wanted to stop herself from saying something. Her dark eyes had something familiar.
"Dad, this are our new whitelighters. Chris Perry and his sister Melissa", Piper said as she waved her hand to them. The young man stepped forward and gave Victor a hand. "Uh, nice to meet you, Mr. Bennet." The boy, Chris, seemed pretty uncomfortable.
"Yes, nice to meet you", the girl said. "If you don't mind, I won't give you a hand since I don't want to hit you with my uncontrolled magic", she said with a sugar sweet smile. "Excuse use, we have to make some potions." Then she graped her brother's hand and dragged him toward the kitchen.
"Don't blow up my kitchen", Piper yelled after them.
"Don't worry", Melissa called back.
"They seem to be a bit strange", Victor said while the two whitelighters disappeared into the kitchen.
"You have no idea. But come to the sunroom."
During coffee Piper told him about the many things that happened. How Phoebe had come back home after breaking up with her boyfriend. He couldn't blame the man that he couldn't handle magic, but breaking his little girls heart was unforgivable.
Mostly Piper had spoken about the whitelighters. How they claimed to have come for the future to prevent Wyatt from turning evil. Something he had to agree with Piper was hard to believe. About them contently lying and keeping secrets. And how Melissa's power was the only thing showing them some truth. He found it very disturbing that Piper let to people she distrusted so much into her and Wyatt's live.
"Piper", he heard the young man say behind him. "Can you help us a bit?" He had a very guilty look on his face. Then the girl walked out of the kitchen. She was completely covered with pink goo.
Before Piper could open her mouth Melissa held up her hand to stop her saying anything and said: "I promised I wouldn't blow up the kitchen. I didn't say that I wouldn't coat it with pink gunk. Please excuse me, I will wash this off before it sticks." With those words she walked out of the room.
Piper gave Chris a very angry look. "I'm really sorry, m... Piper. We must have put something wrong into the potion, since it started to spit out pink stuff."
"Do you think?" Piper snapped sarcastically.
"I will clean it up." Chris said sounding like a kicked puppy. "But can you please freeze the pan. It's still vomiting."
"What!" Piper pushed him aside to rush to the kitchen. For a moment Victor thought to see a smile appear on Chris's face.
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Piper was still yelling to Chris in the kitchen when Melissa walked back into the room. Now clean from the pink stuff she sat down in front of him.
"How long do you think she will continue yelling?", the girl asked nonchalant.
"I don't know, but she seemed quite angry."
"Well, we will survive." It was so strange that an angry Piper didn't seem to scare her at all.
"Tell me, how did you and your brother became my girls new whitelighters."
"Complicated story, but we came from the future to help out. And since Leo became an Elder, it was logical for us to take his place."
"You came from the future?" Victor could hardly believe he heard it right.
Melissa nodded quietly.
"How is the future like?"
"Sad." As she said the word her chocolate brown eyes became misty. With the sad expression on her face she looked like a girl. Victor took her hand to comfort her. Without warning a strange vision appeared.
Victor saw an older version of himself standing in the hall, with Paige.
"Paige, please let me take them for a trip", he said.
Paige looked stubbornly at him. "No Victor, Chris and Melinda don't need to that stress. They lost their mom."
"I know that. But that's exactly why they need to get out of the house. To take their minds of things. Wouldn't a road trip with their grandpa be a good way to do that?"
Paige didn't seem to give in. "But what if you are attacked by demons?"
"They can be attacked everywhere. And they have their powers to protect themselves or they simply orb out. It will be alright."
"I still don't think it's a good idea."
"Please, Aunty Paige." A young girl come running from her hiding place. The girl wasn't much older than ten or eleven, but he recognized the deep brown eyes. Eyes that were exactly like Pipers, he realized.
"Please, can we go with Grampa."
Paige kneeled so she could look the girl in the eyes.
"Are you really sure, honey? Don't you think it'll be a better idea if you would stay home?"
Melissa or Melinda shook her head. "No, I want to go. But only as Chris will come too."
"What the hell was that?", Victor said.
"Please, don't tell them", the girl said. Her eyes were wide and panic sounded in her voice. "I will explain everything later, but please, don't tell Piper."
At that moment Piper walked in. "What can you not tell me?"
For a second I looked to the bagging eyes before I said: "She made the mistake with the goo spitting potion before, so she should have known better."
"You are forbidden to ever use my kitchen again. I also told this to your brother. And now go I don't want to see you or your brother again today."
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When Victor left the house several hours later, he found a note in his coat. It said that the whitelighters would explain everything that evening. He didn't really know if he wanted to hear what they had to say, afraid that his suspicions were confirmed. That the two of them were his grandchildren. Which meant that if they lost their mother, he had lost one of his girls, probably Piper.
When he opened the door of his apartment he was surprised to find two figures sitting on his couch.
"Hey, Grampa", the girl said. Chris pushed her into the side. "Do you have to be so... so you?"
"Well since I'm me. Yes, I have to be!" The young man rolled his eyes.
At least one thing was clear they defiantly were siblings, Victor thought.
"So just start explaining."
"Well long story short. I have the power to show others my memory's. So that's what you saw. We are Piper's children, your grandchildren. We come from a horrible future in which Wyatt has become evil and don't have any family left. We come back in time to prevent that all from happening. Any other questions?"
"As my sister forgets to mention, we have to keep our identity a secret. Or we could change the future in different ways than we want."
"That I don't understand. You want to change the future anyway and the girls would trust you. Wouldn't it make everything easier."
"Maybe, but it could also cause one or both of us not to be born. Or one of cousins not to be born. You never know. Just like the butterfly effect."
It was all so much. All they had told him. Victor took a cigar out of his jacked.
"Alright, I will keep your secret." He had hardly said that before he was hugged by his grandson. "Thanks, Grampa." When Chris let go of his grandfather, Victor also received a hug from Melinda.
"Well, I think we have to go, save the world and all", the girl said.
"You are always welcome here, you know."
Both of their face were split by a smile. "We know, Grampa", Melinda said before she orbed out. He lit up the cigar.
"Oh Grampa, you might find a different habit. To avoid future problems, if you know what I mean", Chris said before following his little sisters example. Victor immediately put out his cigar.