Part 2
Past and Present
Diaclaimer: I don't own anyone except Catty
Cole
~*~*~
Cole had never been too enthusiastic about kids. It's not that he didn't like them, it was just a safety issue with the source still around. He didn't feel he could protect Phoebe and a child from that kind of evil.
He usually tried to see his daughter at least once every two months or so. He'd sit by her crib late at night and watch over her. He couldn't believe how fast she was growing up.
Already 9 months, Caitlin Patricia Turner was a beautiful child, with a full head of dark brown hair. From what Cole remembered, she had glowing green eyes that sparkled and a smile that would appear whenever her father was around. He missed playing with her. He missed seeing the twinkle in his wife's eyes whenever their little girl was there.
He could never wake Catty up, for fear she may begin crying and Phoebe or one of her sisters might come.
Under the circumstances, Cole hadn't been there for 3 months. He crept into the nursery and slowly shut the door. When he turned around, the first thing he saw was a tiny baby curled up in a ball sucking on a tiny pink pacifier. He smiled as he looked down at her. He couldn't touch her. He'd learned that the hard way. The first time he'd come, he had gotten shocked by a force field surrounding the crib. A protection force field to keep dangers away from the innocent child.
Smart, he had thought after he'd gotten shocked. So from then on, he never got closer than a foot to the crib.
He could not stay tonight, so he took one last look at his precious little miracle and then shimmered away.
Morning:
Phoebe
~*~*~
Phoebe had gotten up some time around 7: 30, because Catty was an early riser and never liked being in her crib. She had let her stay in the crib for about ten minutes while she took a shower and dressed. While getting dressed she noticed her reflection in the mirror. She had dark circles under her eyes, from the long nights that she rarely got any sleep. She didn't have that twinkle in her eyes anymore, or that motherly glow about her anymore.
"Phoebe you look horrible," she muttered to herself."but nothing a little make-up can't cover."
After fixing herself up, she returned to her daughter's room and got Catty dressed.
When she finally got down to the kitchen, there was coffee waiting for her. She always set the timer for 7:30. She would never make it a day without a cup of coffee to start her going.
After feeding herself and her child, she walked into the living room and placed Catty in her bouncy chair. She then walked into the foyer and opened the front door to get the paper.
She jumped the front steps two by two to get the paper that was always in the shrubbery.
She turned back around and back up the steps.
"another boring day in the life of Phoebe," she said out loud to no one as she closed the door.
She walked back into the living room to check on Catty and sat down on the couch. She hit the
remote and changed the station to the news.While halfway threw the comics (the only section she read), a picture of woman flashed up on the TV screen. Phoebe caught it out of the corner of her eye. As she turned to the TV, Paige came stumbling in and sat next to Phoebe.
"Paige look!" Phoebe said pointing to the TV.
"huh?" Paige mumbled as she stared at what Phoebe was pointing at.
The picture appearing on the TV was of Prue.
Past and Present
Diaclaimer: I don't own anyone except Catty
Cole
~*~*~
Cole had never been too enthusiastic about kids. It's not that he didn't like them, it was just a safety issue with the source still around. He didn't feel he could protect Phoebe and a child from that kind of evil.
He usually tried to see his daughter at least once every two months or so. He'd sit by her crib late at night and watch over her. He couldn't believe how fast she was growing up.
Already 9 months, Caitlin Patricia Turner was a beautiful child, with a full head of dark brown hair. From what Cole remembered, she had glowing green eyes that sparkled and a smile that would appear whenever her father was around. He missed playing with her. He missed seeing the twinkle in his wife's eyes whenever their little girl was there.
He could never wake Catty up, for fear she may begin crying and Phoebe or one of her sisters might come.
Under the circumstances, Cole hadn't been there for 3 months. He crept into the nursery and slowly shut the door. When he turned around, the first thing he saw was a tiny baby curled up in a ball sucking on a tiny pink pacifier. He smiled as he looked down at her. He couldn't touch her. He'd learned that the hard way. The first time he'd come, he had gotten shocked by a force field surrounding the crib. A protection force field to keep dangers away from the innocent child.
Smart, he had thought after he'd gotten shocked. So from then on, he never got closer than a foot to the crib.
He could not stay tonight, so he took one last look at his precious little miracle and then shimmered away.
Morning:
Phoebe
~*~*~
Phoebe had gotten up some time around 7: 30, because Catty was an early riser and never liked being in her crib. She had let her stay in the crib for about ten minutes while she took a shower and dressed. While getting dressed she noticed her reflection in the mirror. She had dark circles under her eyes, from the long nights that she rarely got any sleep. She didn't have that twinkle in her eyes anymore, or that motherly glow about her anymore.
"Phoebe you look horrible," she muttered to herself."but nothing a little make-up can't cover."
After fixing herself up, she returned to her daughter's room and got Catty dressed.
When she finally got down to the kitchen, there was coffee waiting for her. She always set the timer for 7:30. She would never make it a day without a cup of coffee to start her going.
After feeding herself and her child, she walked into the living room and placed Catty in her bouncy chair. She then walked into the foyer and opened the front door to get the paper.
She jumped the front steps two by two to get the paper that was always in the shrubbery.
She turned back around and back up the steps.
"another boring day in the life of Phoebe," she said out loud to no one as she closed the door.
She walked back into the living room to check on Catty and sat down on the couch. She hit the
remote and changed the station to the news.While halfway threw the comics (the only section she read), a picture of woman flashed up on the TV screen. Phoebe caught it out of the corner of her eye. As she turned to the TV, Paige came stumbling in and sat next to Phoebe.
"Paige look!" Phoebe said pointing to the TV.
"huh?" Paige mumbled as she stared at what Phoebe was pointing at.
The picture appearing on the TV was of Prue.