A distinguished man in a sensible suit gazed on the eyes of the Charmed Ones. He saw his past, present, and now future in front of him. His past love, Phoebe, taught him that who you were wasn't who you had to be. His present love, Prue, showed him that love can exist without magic and power. His future love, Patty, could be the best piece of him and prove to the world over and over that he did something good.

"Cole, I want you to meet our daughter, Patty," Prue held Patty's shoulders and led her to her father.

"You are just as beautiful as I remembered and much more-as pretty as your mother and your aunts." Patty was hesitant to reach for her father. She still didn't know who this person or demon was. She knew he was part of her; she could see herself in his features.

"Patty, it's okay. He's not going to hurt you," Paige reassured her.

Patty approached her dad. "It's nice to meet you, C-Dad." Patty hugged her father, and Cole squeezed his eyes relishing his daughter's touch.

Patty looked into his father's eyes. "I see your mother and I got you into some trouble. We will do everything in our power to protect you. Ladies, what's the plan?"

"We have reserved some space in Magic School for you to train Patty. Just as the Elders stated, you'll only have demonic powers in the sparring room. When you are outside of it, you're human," Phoebe spoke matter-of-factly. Coop stood close to her and held her hand. "Wyatt will be there in case you need to work with her witch powers."

"Sounds good." Cole cupped his daughter's chin. "Why don't you and Wyatt get the room set-up? I want to talk to your Mom and your aunts for a sec."

Patty didn't argue and, for once, Wyatt didn't either. He orbed Patty to Magic School.

"First, I give you all credit for wanting me to come down to help Patty. After all I've done to this family, I don't know if I would have let me. Phoebs, I know this hasn't been easy for you. With me and Prue. Not knowing anything about Patty. Coop, you've done for for Phoebe than I could. Thank you.

"Piper and Paige, you've dealt with me in so many ways, and we've tried to kill each other so times…this must have been difficult. You're good Aunts and good witches. Something I didn't truly appreciate until it was too late

"And Prue, you've brought this beautiful woman in the world, and she's the best of both of us, but I want to make sure of something before I train her."

"What, Cole?" Prue walked over to him and touched his shoulder.

"Once I train her, there's no going back. She'll be a trained killer—demon or witch—she'll be lethal. You know how tempting evil is. We can protect her, but how many times have we've been turned evil? A banshee? A vampire? A fury? The Source? If she stays untrained, she won't be able to protect herself completely, but evil won't be at her doorstep every day wanting her to change sides and destroy everyone including herself. I don't mind training her and showing her what she can do, but I want her family to understand this too."

Prue hugged Cole. "Honey, that is the nicest thing you've said to all of us, but the Thorn will tempt her. If we don't train her, the Thorn will. They will not show mercy; they will corrupt all the good in the world and turn into her into a heartless monster. We cannot protect her from everything; we have to have faith in her and our family. It is the one thing that changed the banshee, the vampire, the fury, and even the Source-back to our family. Back where we belong."

Cole kissed her. "That's the reason why I fell in love with you. You're wise."