The cousins were running into the house, Pete was holding Lucas and Heath was holding Logan. The cleaners then appeared into the room.
"You cannot have them!" Heath growled.
"You don't have a choice." the cleaner said.
"Fuck you, you son of a bitch." Heath shot a quick fireball at the cleaner, but he caught it in his hand and it disappeared.
"You have failed to prevent your children from exposing magic, so we need to remove the cause of all the chaos." the second cleaner stated.
"It was one slip up, it would never happen again." Heath glared.
"And how can you be sure you can control them." the other cleaner said.
"He gave fucking birth to them, what do you expect." Zak snapped towards the cleaners.
"Well, what done is done? The children created a mess in which you failed to clean up and we shall take them now." The cleaners waved their hands and Heath's twins appeared in both of the cleaner's hands.
"No, you won't take them." Heath growled, and the cousins went to step forward, but the cleaners stopped them from attacking but send in a wave of pure energy and knocking them down into the table.
"Don't worry, you won't remember them." The cleaners waved their hands and they were gone. In the process of leaving they erased everything, they took away the twin's toys, pictures, and most importantly the memories of them from everyone's mind.
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Heath was in the kitchen of an apartment that Max and Heath rented out. Max walked into the room, he wrapped his arms around Heath and kissed his neck.
"Hey, baby." Heath laughed as he scrambled the eggs.
"What ya' cooking?" Max asked happily sniffing his mate. They looked like the happy carefree newly wedded couple. Not having the twins had altered their reality, they moved out of the manor, got married, Max quit the police force and got a job with Remi-Con as an CEO of a business of Max's choosing.
Heath was currently successful, a without having the children to worry about he was able to finish his third album and complete the movie 'Bohemian Rhapsody' where he portrays Freddie Mercury.
"Eggs, waffles, biscuits, bacon, and breakfast sausages." Heath smiled brightly, he loved being a 'wife' for Max, it made them both happy, Max was satisfied and it made Heath happy to know that he was satisfying his husband.
"Thanks, baby." Max said after slipping his hand in the back of Heath's pants to grope his ass.
"Also, you have a meeting for you tuxedo fitting." Heath stated as he flipped the waffle maker over.
"Tuxedo?" Max asked with confusion written all over his face.
"The Grammy's are this weekend." Heath smiled excitedly his body vibrating with excitement.
"Grammys? Already?" Max as rubbing Heath's body. "And okay, babe." Max nodded his head. "How many nominations do you have?"
"Sixteen." Heath laughed, it was still very unbelievable to him, and something that he never would have imagined.
"Sixteen? That's a lot, what is the most amount won in a single night?" Max asked.
"Eight, by Michael Jackson, and someone named Santana." Heath sighed a little. "But just as I am nominated, doesn't mean I will win. It's easier to lose them than win."
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Charmed: Demi-Gods (Season 6)
General FictionThe boys are at it once again. Heath is at the top of his musical career with finally building the family he always wanted with his twins and his husband, the Source of All Evil. Pete is torn between loving Allen, while taking care of his son and h...
