Cookies (Charmed)

Sapphire Deveraux and her best friend, danced around in Melinda’s bedroom. The Mamma Mia soundtrack played loudly from the CD player. Giggles erupted if one or both performed a ridiculous move. Happily the teen sang along at the chorus of the songs. Sometimes in a goofy accent just to hear Mel’s bouts of laughter. Once the CD came to an end, the pair collapsed onto Melinda Halliwell’s bed.

“Thanks, Saph, I needed this,” Melinda gratefully told her best friend.

The purple haired teen sent her friend a warm smile. “You needed it. Besides, no one likes to see you all mopey.” she added with a laugh. “You hungry?”

“Yeah, mom just finished a batch of cookies. Come on,” Melinda said as she hopped off her bed.

Sapphire sighed softly before she got off the bed and followed behind. She studied the pictures on the walls. There were lots of photos of the Charmed Ones and their children. Sapphire giggled at a picture of her Whitelighter covered in cake. She knew it was an old picture from Wyatt’s first birthday, she believed.

“He was a bit of a handful that day,” a familiar voice commented from behind the teenage witch.

Sapphire sent Piper a smile as she moved over to let the oldest of the Charmed Ones, stand beside her. “I’d believe that,” Sapphire replied as she looked back at the picture with a tilt to her head.

Piper laughed as they studied the picture. “He was worse in his terrible twos,” Piper recalled with a fond smile on her face.

Before Sapphire could comment, blue white lights appeared out of her peripheral. The glowing embers merged together to reveal the forms of Wyatt and Chris Halliwell.

“Hey, Ma,” Wyatt greeted as he stepped forward to give his mom a kiss on the cheek.

“Wyatt, Chris,” Piper sighed as she welcomed her eldest two children with hugs.

“Hello, Saph,” Wyatt said, his gaze on his charge.

An irritated smile crossed her lips, “Wyatt,” she greeted as she walked past him to head downstairs.

Footsteps followed behind Sapphire, she joined Mel in the kitchen. “Your brothers are here,” she warned the brunette.

Mel scoffed, “Typical, bet it was because they ran out of food, again,” the youngest Halliwell commented with disdain in her voice.

Saph hummed in agreement as she turned her attention to the plants in the window. Piper had taken good care of them since Sapphire had first helped them grow. A few new plants, made there way into the sill. It was nice to know that people other than her family desired to encourage her magical abilities. With a casual wave of her hand over the newest plants, they bloomed and grew to their full potential.

With a satisfied grin, she joined Melinda at the island. She grabbed an oatmeal cookie, that had been set aside for her. Saph hated her peanut allergy, she would have loved a chocolate peanut butter cookie.

“These are amazing,” Saph commented as she enjoyed the chocolate chips in her cookie.

“Thank you, Saph,” Piper said as she entered the kitchen.

“You’re not eating a peanut butter cookie, are you?” Wyatt asked as he stepped into the room, behind Chris and Piper.

Sapphire rolled her eyes, “Honestly, you eat a cookie with peanuts once. You have your Whitelighter heal you, but do they ever let it go? No, said Whitelighter keeps nagging and panics over anything you’re about to eat,” she ranted with hand gestures. A glare sent over her shoulder to her Whitelighter.

Wyatt crossed his arms as he looked at his charge. “Honestly, finding you on the floor in antipathetic shock, is not something I want to see ever again,” he said with an eye roll and frown.

Sapphire wore an incredulous look on her face, “You are such a worry wart. I am eating an oatmeal chocolate chip cookie. Stop worrying. Honestly, you are worse than my mother,” she mumbled the last remark under her breath.

Wyatt sighed but wrapped an arm around Sapphire’s shoulder. He rested his head on top of hers for a few moments. With the petite witch distracted, he grabbed an oatmeal cookie. Sapphire swatted at his hand.

“Those are mine. Eat your chocolate peanut butter cookies,” she griped as he ate a mouthful.

Melinda and Chris laughed at the pair. It was clear to everyone but the seventeen year old witch, that Wyatt enjoyed spending time with her. She was his only charge who lived in San Francisco, and he enjoyed seeing her. Sapphire lived in two homes between her divorced parents, but Wyatt knew she was at the manor more often than not.

“Why? Mom’s oatmeal cookies are amazing,” he mumbled around a mouthful.

-fin

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