A/N: LOL- I loved reading your reactions… I warned you all! It's a crazy story with some very interesting twists, but at least you all have to admit it's original! LOL… Anyway, I hope you all keep the reviews coming! I love seeing what you all think of it! Now, on with the story!

Disclaimer: Still not mine…

Cole couldn't bring himself to care how it had happened, only that it had. His beloved wife, who'd been dead for four long and torturous years he'd only managed to survive for their sons' sakes, was standing before him- looking ready to light into their oldest at any moment.

In two long strides, Cole reached Melinda and hauled her to him, chanting over and over again, "I love you. I love you. I love you."

While Piper, Leo, and Paige all watched the scene unfold in horrified shock, Phoebe could feel Cole's emotions rolling off of him in waves. "He really loves her," she told her sisters and brother-in-law, her voice trembling with the overload of Cole's emotions.

Melinda returned her husband's hug just as fiercely, but said in a low whisper, "I love you, too, Cole, and I've missed you so much- but you might want to let me go now… They haven't forgiven everything you did in the Past yet, remember."

Reluctantly, Cole relinquished his hold on his wife, not really caring for the idea of having Piper blow him to bits and pieces. However, he kept one hand intertwined with Melinda's as he moved to her side.

A heartbeat later, Melinda was swept away from him as their oldest son- fourteen and already almost six 5'8"- hugged her with all of his might. "Mom," he whispered, anguish and awe coloring his tone.

Melinda wrapped her arms around her son's waist. "I'm here, Matt," she soothed, hating that her boys had suffered so much.

Matt stepped away first, shaken to the core at his mother's presence, but being too much of a teenage boy to allow his emotions to rule him for too long. Melinda took the opportunity to deliver the same order to her oldest son that she'd given her youngest. "Matthew Benjamin Halliwell, I don't know what possessed you and your brother to bind your father's powers, but the two of you had better fix it- now."

Because both boys knew better than to argue with their mother when she used their full names, Matt quickly moved to Chris' side. "Uh, we kind of need Grams, too," Matt said. "Since we all bound his powers together…"

With a frustrated sigh, Melinda told her sons, "Then I guess the two of you had better summon her, huh?"

Realizing that their mother meant business, the two boys got to work getting out the candles and arranging them in a circle, while Cole and Melinda faced the music.

"You married Cole?" Leo practically screamed, barely containing his confusion. At this point, he wasn't even mad- he hadn't reached that level yet, though Melinda was quite sure that his temper would soon be boiling if they didn't manage to make him understand soon. Right now, he was just trying to figure out how the daughter he had just found out would be born in a few months would grow up to marry the former source.

"Yes, Daddy, I did. We met when I was seventeen," she continued, before they could start asking the barrage of questions she knew were coming- few could stand up to an inquisition the likes of which the Charmed Ones could put you through, and Melinda had only ever managed the feat a few times in her own life.

She gave them all a moment to process that bit of information and to do a few quick calculations, hoping that they would realize that they were, in her timeline, given twenty years to forgive Cole and see all he had done to help them.

"Where exactly did the two of you even meet, Melinda? How did you meet- we vanquished him!" Piper cried, just as baffled by what she was hearing as her husband.

Melinda sighed heavily. "Okay, you all might not understand this," she said and, when they all raised their eyebrows and gave her patented Gee, you think? looks, she hastily corrected, "Alright, so you don't understand it, but you do eventually forgive Cole. And he got over Aunt Phoebe- and, yeah, you sort of did vanquish him; that would be the whole stripping him of his demonic side thing Chris was talking about a minute ago. You vanquished Balthazor- how you did that without killing Cole, no one really knows, but I'm grateful. And, believe it or not- yeah, I know, you're all going with "not" here- so are you. Hell, you're even grateful now- this very minute. Because he's half of the reason you have two wonderful grandsons who came up with the psychotic plan to bind their fathers powers so they could come back to the Past without him stopping them and stop their uncle from becoming the next Source and save all of us."

By the time she'd finished with her speech, Melinda's face was red and everyone quite clearly recognized the infamous Halliwell temper glowing in her brown eyes. Cole was smart enough to take a step to the side before she unconsciously sent something- or someone- flying, which she had been known to do from time to time if she got angry enough, and something told him she just might be getting there.

After taking a deep breath of much needed air, Melinda turned in a slow semi-circle and noticed that her sons had completed the circle needed to call Grams. Lowering her lids to slits over her eyes, she called her grandmother to the Halliwell home- and readied herself to give the woman hell for helping her sons with their devious plan.

"Hear these words, hear my cry, spirit from the other side. Come to me, I summon thee. Cross now the Great Divide."