Happy Birthday Pip! You're A Witch!

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"I know. But I haven't got the chance to meet my mother. And if she's okay with it, I'll stay with her for awhile so we can get to know each other."

"Attention. Flight 445 to San Francisco is now boarding. All passengers, please make your way to the boarding station. The flight will be leaving in five minutes." A male voice booms through the intercom system of the airport.

"I've got to go. I love you Dad, I'm gonna miss you so much." Pip says and hugs his father.

"I love you too, son. I'm gonna miss you too." Clay says hugging Pip back and then releasing him. "Call me, when you land so I know you made it there safely."

"I will. I promise." Pip says, reassuringly.

"Attention, last call for passengers boarding Flight 445 to San Francisco. All passengers need to board now." The same male voice says through the intercoms.

"Goodbye Dad." Pip says.

"Goodbye son. Tell your mother I said 'hello'." Clay says.

"I will." And on that Pip turns with his suitcase and rushes to the boarding gate.

Clay watches his son hurry in the direction of the boarding gate. "Happy Birthday Pip!"

Second and Last Prelude: March 25, 1998

Phoebe Halliwell sits and looks outs the window as the train rails through the semi-forested countryside of northern California. In just a few short hours, she'd be back home in San Francisco, where the Manor'd be standing to welcome her inside. The Big Apple had turned out to be a not-so-great idea as she had hoped. She had no luck in finding a lasting job and now she'd fallen in debt, so she decided it was time to move back in with her sisters. She thought it best to leave Pip with Clay in hopes that he would be responsible and give up his thieving ways, and raise Pip to be wonderful young man.

Phoebe sighed, dreading the confrontation to come. She couldn't ever tell her oldest sister, Prue, about Pip. That would only add to Prue's overseeing of her as a slut and would probably fuse the ripple that Roger started, when he claimed that she tried to advance on him. She could tell Piper, she wouldn't judge or hate her younger sister for having a child. Piper loved kids and couldn't wait to have her own someday. She would only ask why she didn't bring him with her and probably try and talk into bringing him to the Manor. She had to keep Pip a secret for the years to come and tell her sisters when they'd all be a lot older. When Pip would be a lot older.

Halliwell Manor, San Francisco, California - Present Day

Piper Halliwell scurries through the Manor, tidying up after her three kids, Wyatt, Chris and Melinda. Ever since Leo took over Magic School, she's had more on her plate with being home to take care of her children as well as managing P3. She decided that keeping P3 open would be a good source of income until she could open her own restaurant, especially since she'd finally got a clause that allows her club to patronize teenagers and allow them to be there at night in a sectioned part of the club.

She was in the middle of wiping up some spilled orange juice when the doorbell rang. "Who could that be?"

She scurries to the door, to keep from making the visitor wait. She opens the door and was greeted by a teenager with a suitcase. "Can I help you?"

"Yes, are you Phoebe Halliwell?" The teenager asks.

"No, I'm her sister. Piper Halliwell." She says. "And you are?"

"My name is Pyper Clayton Muniz-Halliwell. But you can call me Pip."

Piper looks strangely at the teen who identified himself as a Halliwell. Surely she would know if she had any other relatives with the family last name. "Look kid, I don't know—"

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