(The years went on and Mr.& Mrs. Morris were mostly at peace. Sheila had given birth to their second son Darryl Jr. Now with Mikey about to be three years old, they were adjusting to a two child household. Things were finally starting to look up for Darryl professionally as he was made Lieutenant with a little help from the Charmed Ones. Knowing that they owned Darryl, Piper had arranged for a celebration at P3. Arranging for a sitter for the kids, Darryl and Sheila drove to P3)

Sheila: So let me make sure I got it straight, Piper owes P3 and it stands for the three sisters. She's married to Leo the whitelighter, and they are currently expecting their first child.

Darryl: Yes.

Shelia: Phoebe is the columnist at the Bay Mirror.

Darryl: Yes and when I tell you that girl has come a long way, you have no idea.

Sheila: And she's married?

Darryl: She was. Divorced now. For her own good. The guy was…is…complicated.

Sheila: And Paige was a Social Worker?

Darryl: Right.

Sheila: So what does she do now?

Darryl: I'll let her tell you.

Sheila: And she's the long lost half sister, whom without, they wouldn't be witches anymore after Prue?

Darryl: Basically.

Sheila: Well…I'm excited to meet them.

(They talked, drank champagne, and Sheila slowly gets to know them without letting on that she knows their secret. Despite Paige's random absence, they enjoy a good celebration. Darryl and Sheila talk on the drive home)

Sheila: They were really nice. You would never know, they are how they are. I hope Paige is feeling okay, I wanted to get to know her.

Darryl: Trust me, there will be other chances. Sheila I should tell you, the promotion… it wasn't straightforward, the sisters were involved. The criminal was a demon who got away and then Leo posed as the guy….

Shelia: Darryl, what does it matter? You still got credit for the arrest. Everyone deserves a break from time to time. And you have earned this, with everything that you have had to conceal for the sisters, you deserve this, no matter how it came about.

Darryl: Thank you honey. (kissing her hand as he continued to drive) It just messes with my moral compass sometimes.

Shelia: The fact that something like that even gets to you is proof that you're a good man (putting her hand behind his head and slowly rubbing it) And no one deserves this more than you Lieutenant.

Darryl: I do love the sound of that.

Sheila: Lieutenant Morris.

Darryl: Say that again.

Sheila: Lieutenant Morris!