Kat Mitchell

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“Nah, its fine. Better to, getting any sort of drunken around here right not seemed like the worst idea.” He says shaking his head and going to the fridge to take a bottle of water out. “Still weird to hear about my kids before you two are even born yet.” He muses before opening the bottle and taking a long drink of water. He pauses at the question, “You know I never paid much attention to the gifts, I was just glad that our wedding went off without anyone getting hurt. Paige as my wife was the greatest gift I got that day as corny as that sounds.”

"Presley is actually your niece, Aunt Piper and Uncle Leo's daughter.  Tamora is my sister," there was quite a bit of them so it was hard to talk about them without them there.  As she knew that her dad couldn't connect names to faces he hadn't seen.  "Sorry."  She thought about how hard being in the past was for her but she hadn't thought how hard it was for her parents and family in the past.  "Probably didn't think you'd be meeting your granddaughter before we were born either."  

“Chris came back willingly, Kat,” she spoke with a shake of her head letting her arms fall to her side with a huff. “We didn’t. It’s different. I don’t think we’ll be going back until we figure out who the hell brought us here and why.”

"I know that but still...," there had to be a way back.  She knew that there might not be but she was trying to be hopeful. It wasn’t something she was good at. 

He looks back at the woman entering the kitchen with the baby and offers the baby a smile before looking to the woman, “Oh I’m sure they did, Paige has a bit of a fan club with them.” He couldn’t really blame them on that account, there wasn’t a lot not to like with her. “Sorry let me get this out of the way, doesn’t seem right to have it out around the little one.” He stands up corking the bottle and placing it in one of the high shelves above the fridge.

"It's okay, Dad, you don't have to do that," although she spoke too late because he already put the bottle away.  "Paisley took after her in regards to the magical community.  Like mom she has a lot of respect with them."  She wished that she was like her mom like that.  Finally she began to move towards the counter again to start mixing the formula with water.  Balancing the baby in one of her arms as she did.  "Was it your favorite wedding gift?"  She didn't know what else they got.

“Now that is just your opinion.” Cole responded with a snarl. Why was she only one downright hostile with him? “You’re really out to hurt my feelings here, aren’t you?”

"That would mean I care about your feelings which I don't," she didn't want Cole anywhere near her family or her daughter.  As long as Jenny was in this house she was dead certain that she didn't want Cole in it.  “Maybe you should just go,” as she spoke a baby started to cry in the background.  

“You okay up here?” Paige asked the pacing woman. There was something familiar about her. She squinted her eyes at her.

“Hey, do I know you or something?” She asked, resting her hands on her hips.

“Yeah, sorry, Kat.” He apologized again as he looked into her eyes. “You okay?” He noticed her rubbing her shoulder.

Kat looked over to her shoulder for a second then stopped rubbing it, "Oh yeah, just hurt for a second.  I'm tougher than I look."  She could handle a lot worse than that.

“Thanks for making sure the kids were okay.” Piper huffed in relief. “You’ve been a huge help since you moved in.” She smiled at her niece.

“No, that’s why I’m walking around the manor. Trying to check on everyone that’s still here. Have you heard from anyone?” Piper asked in return.

"Living here has been a big help.  I don't know where'd we be if you didn't let us stay," and she had to think of what would be the most comfortable for everyone.  Seeing as her mom was still pregnant it didn't seem like a great time to be living there.  

“Is there anything I can do to help Kat?” Peyton could obviously tell that she was frustrated. And she felt the same way but she did about wanting to get back to the future. Not wanting to mess up the past and change the time that they had came from. “I know how frustrating it can be. But I’m here for you if you need anything.”

“Knock knock.” Mia offered a little smile towards the younger Mitchell sibling. “I saw you head up here a while ago, thought I’d bring you your fave…” Holding up the glass, along with a little plate of food. “Hanna is cooking for the masses. You should eat something.” Mia walked in, placed them down and sighed quietly. “What are you looking for? Can I help?” Probably not, but the offer was there.

The redhead silently leaned in the doorway watching her cousin as she swore, a small amused grin forming across her lips as she swore. “Still trying to find a way back to our time,” she questioned curiously. “I don’t know that we’ll be returning any time soon Kat.”

"There has to be a way back.  Chris has done it before," Kat had heard about it so they couldn't be stuck there.  It wasn't safe to be in the past for too long.  She had always been the more spontaneous of the twins but she wasn't thinking of herself right now.  Jenny made it different, made her different.  Also made her a tad more impatient than usual.  “But he came to the past on purpose and we didn’t.”