Wyatt Matthew Halliwell
Leo watched as his six-month-old son slept. He still couldn't believe that he was really here half the time. When he died at eighteen, he thought his chance at a family had passed. Then he met Piper and the hope of having children of his own came back. After being told by doctors that Piper most likely wouldn't be able to conceive he was surprised to find out she was pregnant over a year ago. Wyatt truly was a miracle and not because magic stopped for his birth. "Guess what Buddy today you get to meet your grandparents." Leo informed Wyatt once he up from his nap. After making sure Wyatt was bundled up, because it got cold 'up there', Leo orbed them to the empty room he had met his parents in before.
Filling out a clipboard that sat on the lone bench Leo sat Wyatt's car seat down and waited.
"Leo Honey." his mom greeted giving him a hug.
"Hi Mom, hi Dad." Leo greeted hugging his dad. "I brought someone for you to meet." he informed them getting Wyatt out of his car seat.
"You brought the baby. I was hoping we'd get to meet him." his mom cooed.
"Of course."
"What's his name?" his dad asked.
"Wyatt Matthew Halliwell."
"Halliwell?"
"Yeah, Piper kept her name so we figured at least this way the name will live on."
"What about your name?"
"It would be hard to explain how the Wyatt line continued sixty years after I died. No, it's better this way."
"He looks just like you did. Can I hold him?" his mom asked hopeful.
"Of course, you can. Wyatt say hi to grandma."
"Hi Wyatt. Look how cute Chris." his mom said turning to his dad.
"He really does look just like you. Our first grandbaby." After letting his parents visit with Wyatt for a little while longer Leo took him back to the manor.