The Power of Three [Twilight/Charmed]

Part One - Chapter One: Andrea Matthews

Andrea Matthews was someone that everyone knew, she was one of those people that went out of her way to help anyone that was in need.

Those who knew her best would often say that she always had a smile on her face and she adored her three grandchildren that lived in San Francisco.

Her three grandchildren visited her as often as they could until they each reached their teens and then between their school work, jobs and social lives they weren't able to travel to see her as often as Andrea would have liked.

So the entire community was shocked and sadden when the news spread that Andrea had passed away from an expected heart attack; no one quite knew what to say about the woman who had spent much of her life alone.

The funeral was organised by her family from out of state but they had insisted that everyone was welcome to attend since it would be held in Forks, a city that had been close to Andrea's heart ever since she moved there with her husband.

Police Chief Charlie Swan sighed preparing himself for the funeral, he didn't know what it was but he found it slightly strange that Andrea had passed away so suddenly; he had always thought that there was something odd about the woman but he didn't know what it could be.

Charlie glanced over at his daughter as she came downstairs ready for the funeral, she was currently grounded after she had taken a trip out of the country to save her boyfriend.

"I can't believe she's gone," Bella mused making her father look at her, he nodded in agreement; Andrea had lived just across the street from them and was always popping by to make sure that Charlie and Bella were okay.

***

Brushing a strand of brown hair from her face, Amelia Matthews smiled politely as she listened to another person talk about her grandmother; it was all so strange for her to be back in the small city.

Amelia knew that people were curious about her and her siblings, they hadn't been able to visit in so long because they had busy lives and now they had appeared from nowhere for the funeral of their grandmother.

"So what will be happening to Andrea's house?" the woman asked but it was clear that she was more interested in the gossip that she would hear from Amelia, who glanced at her siblings; she hated talking to people like this and she wanted nothing more than to get away from the woman in front of her.

"We're moving in, Aiden and I are ready to leave home and our Dad's getting remarried, we want to give him some space," Amelia replied making the woman purse her lips as she nodded her head with a forced smile as the youngest Matthews approached them.

Amelia flashed Alicia a small smile as she wrapped her arm around her, they had known that this was going to be hard; Andrea had been their only link to their mother and now she was gone.

Aiden approached his sisters as he watched the nosey neighbour that Amelia had been talking to scurry away making her sigh in relief; she wasn't sure if she could answer anymore nosey questions without snapping at her.

The service had been tough on the three of them and they knew people were watching them, judging them for not being there for Andrea and not visiting as often as they should.

"I'm sorry for your loss... I am Billy Black," greeted a man that was in a wheelchair, his son was stood behind him awkwardly as he looked between the three siblings; Amelia felt her brother stiffen before she spoke.

There was something about these two men that made them think that maybe there was more to Forks than they realised, Andrea had always said it was a hot-pan for the supernatural beings.

"Thank you, I'm Amelia and this is my older brother Aiden and our younger sister Alicia," Amelia replied softly making Billy nod his head at her, his eyes flickered between each of the siblings, who knew what he was doing.

Everyone had done it since they had arrived, they wanted to see if the siblings were still as strange as they had been when they'd visited in their childhood; a lot of strange things used to happen when the three used to visit their grandmother.

"If you need anything... don't hesitate to ask," Billy offered making Aiden nod as there was a sudden commotion across the room; the Quileute elder sighed as his attention turned to one of the men that had accompanied him to the funeral and one of the Cullens.

Aiden frowned watching the two men across the room exchange some hushed words, it was clear that the Quileute didn't like whatever the other man had said; he hoped that they didn't break out into a fight and cause trouble.

Rubbing her temple, Amelia forced a smile as a sharp pain filled her mind before she looked at her brother; she was surprised that this hadn't happened earlier, she wasn't used to this new ability of hers and it was taking time to settle in.

"Excuse me," Amelia said as she slipped away for some fresh air, Billy nodded his head understandingly; he knew that it could all be a little too much for anyone to be at one of these things.

Billy quickly said his goodbyes and moved off to talk to the Cullen that had been involved in the commotion, he knew that whatever had been said had been uncalled for and he couldn't believe they had started a fight at someone's wake.

***

Stepping into the cool evening air, Amelia sighed wondering why she hadn't worn a warmer dress instead of the black bodycon dress with embellishment paired with black heeled sandals that she had put on.

Amelia made the small walk to a bench that was outside of the bar where her grandmother's wake had taken place; she sat down and looked up at the sky as she attempted to clear her mind.

"Are you okay?" called a voice making Amelia jump, she turned to see a man watching her from a little distance away from her where he stood in the cool evening light.

Amelia nodded her head as she felt a sharp tug on her stomach as her brown eyes met with his as if trying to tell her something; she had a feeling that she would be seeing a lot of him.

Amelia shook her head to break herself out of her daze before she spoke; it was like they were the only two people in the world for a few short moments.

"I'm fine thanks just getting some fresh air," Amelia reassured making the man smile as he approached her, he couldn't believe that it had happened to him; he had never thought it was possible since he had always thought that he wasn't good enough for this.

"I'm Amelia... you were the one arguing inside before," Amelia mused making the man swallow as he realised why she looked familiar.

Andrea had pictures of Amelia in her home and he had done a few odd jobs for the woman before she had passed away; she had been close with the tribe.

"Paul Lahote... I'm sorry about that," Paul apologised holding out his hand for Amelia to shake, she smiled at him before she shook it making him smile at the energy that seemed to spark as she took his hand.

"It's a pleasure Paul," Amelia said before someone behind Paul called out to him so they could leave pulling his attention from the brunette; the Quileute paused as he saw the look on Paul's face as if realising what had just happened to his friend.

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Author's Note: 

Picture of Amelia at the top of the page.