Disclaimer: Don't own charmed, or anyone from the covenant, though I wish I owned Reid…yum
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Flashback: March 6th1989 Hallowell Manor
"Piper!" Phoebe yelled.
Piper ran down the stairs holding a four year old Wyatt, "What? What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?! What's wrong? You froze Coup, and Leo and Henry!" Phoebe cried.
"No I didn't," Piper defended, "I've been upstairs feeding the kids." She looked around and in flourish of amber light, an Angel of Destiny appeared.
"What are you doing here?" Phoebe asked.
"I am sorry for this, I know that when you got Leo back we promised that your heartache would be over, but now I am afraid that you will all once again feel pain." The Angel said.
"What, what are you talking about?" Piper asked, holding on more tightly to Wyatt.
"Phoebe," the Angel said. "I know that it has only been a week since you had your children, but you need to give them up."
"What? No! You can't ask me to do that! They're my children; I am not giving them up just because you want us to fight another unstoppable evil."
"Phoebe, please," the Angel said, "This isn't so that you can fight this evil, it is so that your children are protected. Each of your triplets play a vital part in a prophecy that was made by a seer long ago. Your children need to be sent away until this evil has been defeated or each will die in order to bring the true Apocalypse on this world.
Phoebe's eyes teared up as she looked at the three sleeping girls in their cots downstairs, "I can't, I mean they- they're my kids, I can't just let them go, I haven't even named them yet, they haven't had their Wicanning yet!"
"You have a month to name them," the Angel replied, but don't give them a Wicanning, they will be raised as witches but not as Wicans."
"But-"
"Phoebe I'm sorry but it has to be this way, they will know who you are."
"Wait, how long will they be away? How long will this take?" Phoebe asked.
The Angel shook her head, "I don't know, I'm sorry, all I know is that you were destined to weaken this power so that when you daughters turned eighteen they would be able to defeat it."
"But- but-"
The Angel disappeared and Phoebe sank to the floor, tears falling down her cheeks, she looked up at Piper, "What are we gonna do?" she asked.
Coup, Leo and Henry unfroze and looked at the girls in surprise, "Um, what's going on?" Henry asked.
Piper filled the guys in on what had just happened and by the end they all just sat there with shocked looks on their faces.
"We're going to have to give them up," said Coup.
1 month later
"It's time," said the Angel, she waved her hand and three cots appeared next to her waiting for the triplets.
Phoebe looked at Coup with tears in her eyes, ever since the first Angel of Destiny came to them it seemed as though she hadn't been able to stop crying. Whenever she went out, to work, to the store, to the club, she would randomly burst into tears startling those around her. Every one of her family and friends were getting worried, she pushed everyone out, and no one had had a full conversation with her, not even Coup. She had taken another Sabbatical from work so that she could spend almost all of her time with the triplets. She came down the stairs holding the youngest of the three, Coup holding the other two. She looked at him, "They still need names," she whispered.
Coup nodded and looked down at the three girls they held.
"Ann," she whispered, "I want our youngest to be called Ann."
Coup nodded and watched as the name was inscribed on the red cot. Slowly Phoebe placed the child in the cot. She took the second eldest from Coup's arm and looked at the baby, "Gia (pronounced Jee-ah)," she said
Coup smiled at the child and the name was inscribed on the silver cot.
He looked at Phoebe and then at their eldest, he leaned in close and whispered into the small girl's ear, "We will bring you back, you and your sisters will be safe, no matter what, I promise you this." He looked at Phoebe again, "Syn," he whispered and she nodded.
"Syn," she replied.
The name was inscribed on the black cot and the child was placed inside.
"We love you," Phoebe cried. Coup, Phoebe, Leo, Piper, Henry and Paige kissed the girl's goodbye, each making the silent promise to get them back no matter what. The Angel gave them a sad smile and disappeared with the children. Little did they all know how long it was going to be before they would get the three back.
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