I want to say thank you to aerohead1980, lizardmomma, Fiona12690, fairyofmusic, crazyDFFgang, History Buff 1990, RBDFAN, and Briankrause for reading and reviewing my story.

criminally charmed - Glad you liked that. I thought that was funny and weird all at the same time. If you are interested the Character interactions and additional future characters are from my own version of a spin off about the Charmed sons. You can check it out by going to my home page. I plan to eventually put them in prose format and post them here, but so far they are in script. Also the site they are on, is dedicated to trying to bring about just such a spin off on one of the stations.

Hope you enjoy the next few chapters. Two prose versions of scenes from the episode and two more brand new scenes of the boys in the future. Sorry, but I'm not quite to where Wyatt is in the past, but I'm so close, I can almost taste it. In fact in the next update after this one Wyatt will leave his time and in the scene after that (be it in that update or the one after that Wyatt will arrive in the past. Chris will not immediately join him since he has to get there on his own, but it will be shortly after that, so soon. For now enjoy these next few pieces of the story.

Present Day - 2005

Students were walking in and out and around the Berkley campus. One woman, Professor Slotkin was exiting. Phoebe ran down the sidewalk from Professor Slotkin's left trying to catch up with her. As she ran she called out. "Um, Professor Slotkin?"

Professor Slotkin glanced behind her. "Sorry, Ms. Halliwell. I don't have time to discuss your paper topic right now."

Phoebe kept up her pace as she said, "No, no, it's not about the paper, it's actually personal."

Professor Slotkin stopped and turned to Phoebe. "Oh?"

Relieved that she had her teachers attention Phoebe started to explain. "Yeah. It's about my nephew. He's two and a half, and he's just going through some stuff, and I was kind of hoping you could help me understand it."

Professor Slotkin shrugged a little as she asked, "Terrible twos?"

Her voice a little louder, as if for emphasis Phoebe said, "Well, I think it started out as that, and now it's just . . ." her voice trailed a little as she continued, ". . . well, at preschool he talks to himself, and then at home he doesn't talk to anybody."

With a full shrug Professor Slotkin gave her opinion on a possible solution. "Well, perhaps he has an imaginary friend. Although, he's a little early for that developmentally."

Phoebe came to the defense of her nephew with a goofy look on her face. "Well, he's very advanced for his age. And if it was an imaginary friend, is that necessarily a bad thing?"

Professor Slotkin obviously didn't think so as she began a little speech. "Freud used to think it was a sign of immature thinking. Of course, nowadays we know that kids create imaginary friends for lots of reasons: Companionship, conflict resolution, sometimes as a coping mechanism."

"Let me write this down." Phoebe starts to get out some paper and begin writing.

Phoebe's words broke Professor Slotkin out of her good mood some. She looked at Phoebe a little annoyed as she said, "Oh, and that's Slotkin with an "S." You were planning on giving me credit."

Phoebe looks up at her confused. "I'm sorry, what?"

Professor Slotkin gave Phoebe a look. "Well, last week we discussed Lorenz's Theory of imprinting in class, and this week I read about him in your column. I imagine we're discussing next week's content. No?"

Phoebe was surprised. "No, no. This is actually about my nephew."

Professor Slotkin clearly didn't believe her. "Please, we both know why you're taking my class."

Phoebe looks shocked as she starts trying to explain herself. "I'm taking your class to be a better columnist and to understand human behavior."

Professor Slotkin didn't even let Phoebe finish speaking before she continued. "I've spent years studying and teaching psychology, Ms. Halliwell, dedicated my life to it. But I'll be damned if I'm just gonna let you poach my class to steal a sound bite or two for your column."

Phoebe tried to protest, "No, but I . . ."

Professor Slotkin was no longer interested in what Phoebe had to say. "You want to learn about imaginary friends? Do the research. I look forward to reading your paper on it."

Phoebe watched Professor Slotkin walk away with a stunned sigh.