Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 20, 2008 19:15:54 GMT -5
Chapter Eleven – A Father Daughter Moment
Piper entered the front hall and headed over to the door. She pulled open the door and grinned at the sight of Victor. “Hey, Dad. It’s good to see you.” She pulled the door opened the rest of the way and wrap her arms around him. “Everyone’s in the kitchen.”
Getting straight to the point, or else he was not going to be able to get it out, Victor spouted out, “You said you had a daughter and that Prue was married with daughters.”
Piper nodded and got out of the way so that her dad could come in.
Victor entered the house and closed the door behind him. He turned to Piper and he asked, “How?”
“It’s a different reality,” Piper told him with a shrug. “So many things are different. To be honest, we haven’t talked much about how.”
Abandoning that lining of question, Victor tried another of the questions that had ran through his mind as he had driven there. “What’s Prue’s husband’s name? Is he another one of your magical beings? I mean you married a whitelighter and Phoebe married a cupid.”
“Well, he is,” Piper began before realizing that maybe that wasn’t still accurate, “or maybe was, a whitelighter, but she grew up with him. He died saving us, so don’t you dare get annoyed that he’s a whitelighter.”
“Someone you grew up with?” Victor asked trying hard to remember anyone his girls had grown up with. “Someone I knew?”
“Yep,” Piper agreed. “Andy."
The name sparked a memory for Victor, “Dark haired kid who liked to dress up as a cowboy?”
“That’s the one,” Piper agreed. “They have two daughter, Pat and Vicki.”
Victor looked at her startled. “Vicki? As in Victoria?”
Piper grinned. “And quite proud of it, I do believe.”
Victor grinned. He didn’t see Prue stopped in the doorway, just watching them. A little pride and more than a little awe in his voice, Victor said, “Prue named her daughter after me.”
“And Grams,” Prue told him, announcing her presence.
Victor looked up. His eyes widened at the sight of his long dead daughter. “Prue.”
A catch in her voice, Prue returned the one word greeting, “Dad.” She took slow steps toward Victor and Piper and then faster ones. She stopped a few feet from them and in the same tone repeated, “Dad.”
Victor closed the distance between them and opened his arms hesitantly.
Prue accepted the unspoken offer and hugged him tight. “I missed you so much.” She pulled away and looked at him. “I’m sorry I left things as I did. I’ve had so many years to regret that we never fixed things between us.”
“I missed you, too, Prudence,” Victor told her, emotion filling his voice.
Prue looked at him for several seconds. A grin grew on her face and she started to laugh. “I never would have believed I missed hearing you call me that.” And miss it she did, because with it came a dad she had come to miss so very much. “Come meet my family.” She headed back toward the dining room.
Victor turned to Piper. “I will never understand magic, but if it gives me back the daughter it took, I guess I can learn to forgive it for taking her in the first place.”
Piper grinned. “I know what you mean. Come on. I want you to meet my Melinda, too.”
Victor looked at her. “Melinda? Is that your daughter?”
Piper nodded and led the way toward the dining room.