Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed (but I wish I did).
A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short; chapter eight is pretty long though. Thank you for all the great reviews, they are really encouraging!
Cole returned to the penthouse with a question plaguing his mind, who at the manor had a child? The logical answer would be Piper and Leo, but Cole didn't feel satisfied with that solution. Why had Phoebe gotten so upset when he had mentioned the child? Maybe it was Phoebe's kid. Cole decided to summon Finlay, a good tracking demon. Cole figured he would use the demon to search the witches' lives and figure out which Halliwell had a kid. Cole poured himself a glass of brandy and waited for Finlay to arrive whilst sitting in a large, brown leather chair. After nearly twenty minutes the demon arrived, engulfed in a cloud of fire.
"I've been waiting for you for some time Finlay." Cole said, rising from the chair.
"Sorry sir, I was busy gathering information on the witches." Finlay said, pulling a wad of papers out of bag he was carrying.
"The Charmed ones?" Asked Cole surprised.
"Yes sir, those are the ones you wanted to know about?"
"How did you know, we haven't talked." Cole set his glass down and approached Finlay warily.
"It's my job sir." Cole eyed the demon for a moment, deciding whether or not to trust him. He finally gave in to his curiosity.
"What did you find out about the child?" Cole asked, studying a piece of paper he had grabbed from the demon.
"His name is Parker, Parker Conley Halliwell. He attends St. Francis Elementary school and is ten-years-old. He--"
"Whose kid is he?" Cole asked impatiently.
"I...I don't know sir. The witches--"
"Isn't it your job to know?" Cole said sternly, walking closer to Finlay who was backing away in fear.
"Yes sir, but the witches, they must have known you were tracking the kid. They pulled him out of school and his records, they just disappeared." Finlay had backed into the elevator door, Cole, however, had stopped advancing on him and stood still for a moment with a puzzled look on his face.
"Why would they do that? Why go to all that trouble for an innocent child?" Cole asked rhetorically.
"Maybe he isn't innocent." Cole was snapped out of his trance, and his eyes focused, once again, on Finlay.
"Not innocent? Well then what is he?"
"Maybe the boy is important. Maybe he is more powerful than we have been led to believe. Maybe the witches are trying to protect him from the evil that may want to destroy him." Finlay seemed to relax a little as Cole eased up.
"Maybe..." Cole said training off, "Find out and get back to me. I want to know everything about this kid by tomorrow." Finlay nodded and disappeared in the same manner as he had emerged. Cole refilled his glass with brandy and sunk back down into the leather chair. He thought about the child and examined a picture of the boy that Finlay had left. What if it was Phoebe's child? He wondered. Who would the father be?