CHARMED
"The Road to Premonition"
by shel
© august 2006
disclaimer: the charmed ones, cole, and leo, and the rest of the cast of characters we've come to know and love, belong to spelling television, inc. and possible other copyright holders. i intended no true infringement on their copyrights; i only wanted to borrow these marvelous characters for a short time in my own scenarios and hopefully return them no worse for wear; the only things i've gained from this story are the satisfaction and pleasure of having written it and in knowing that others may have enjoyed it too…
rating: pg-13
summary: can a pregnant phoebe recover her life after awakening from a faint…
archive: please don't without expressed permission…
notes: there are references to s8's 'forever charmed,' s4's 'bite me,' 'we're off to see the wizard,' s2's 'heartbreak city,' s4's 'womb raider,' 'long live the queen,' 'charmed and dangerous,' s5's 'the eyes have it,' and s4's 'witch way now'…please let me know if you enjoyed my tale and why and, if not, why not…and, please, don't bother wasting your time or mine by sending any flames…
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Prologue
Delicious. 'Is that eggs I smell?' Phoebe opened her eyes with a smile in anticipation of breakfast.
Confusion. 'Why am I lying on the floor?' She spotted the phone receiver next to her hand. "Coop?"
Nausea. 'God, I hate morning sickness.' She loved being pregnant with each of her three girls but nausea was the one aspect she hated with a passion. She closed her eyes, brought her hand to her throat, and hoped it would pass quickly.
Dizziness. 'How the hell does a room spin with your eyes closed?' "Coop, keep the girls in their rooms, okay?"
Silence. 'Why aren't the girls chattering like they always are?' But a wave of nausea kept her from calling out again.
Emptiness. 'Why can't I feel Coop?' She hadn't ever felt this disconnected from him.
Love. 'I can't believe how lucky I am to be married to him.' Never had she imagined that two people could form such a tight bond that only grew with each passing day.
Life. 'I can't wait to meet you, my ladybug-to-be.' Her hand brushed along her belly and the baby just beginning to grow within her and she smiled as she recalled the premonition that had shown she and Coop were going to add a fourth daughter to their brood.
Exhilaration. 'I can't believe he's so excited.' The same as when they learned she was pregnant with their first. It didn't matter at all to him they weren't having a boy.
Peace. 'I've got an amazing life and wouldn't trade it for anything.' "Honey, can you come here for a sec?"
Impatience. 'Why hasn't he answered?' She wrinkled her nose and concentrated solely on her husband and their love.
Worry. 'I can't feel him. What if something happened?' Maybe she hadn't fainted because of the pregnancy but because of a demonic attack.
Relief. 'Nope, no bruises or burns or cuts.' Even her nightgown was in one piece. If only the nausea would go away.
Curiosity. 'Something about the nightgown I should remember…' Slowly propping herself up, she verbally called out, "Hey, Coop, your wife's calling from the floor of the dining area."
Fear. 'What the hell?' She slowly stood, maintained her balance, and scanned the room, "This isn't happening…Oh, God, Coop, where are you?"
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