Chapter 2

"Phoebe, honey, where are you?" Phoebe heard Piper call. Phoebe sat in the attic, paper and pencils all around her. Piper and Paige opened the attic door. Phoebe continued on her plan. She lit a red candle, and red a sheet of paper.

"The forces of good lead my by blood, My daughter was taken from me, Send her to me or me to her, By the power of good let it be." Phoebe chanted, burning the piece of paper in the red candle. She looked up to the ceiling in hope, and then looked back down.

"Damnit!" Phoebe cursed. Piper looked at her sister in sympathy, and Paige just looked down. Suddenly, a golden glow filled about a fourth of the attic. Paige found her hear broken stare to the ground change into a glare of disgust.

"I though we got rid of you about five years ago." Paige stated, looking into the eyes of the dark headed familiar face.

"It's funny, so did I." Cole said, sitting down on the attic couch. He looks up, and then smiles.

"I actually have to thank you for that. Not only did I get away from this screwed up world, I went up, not down." Cole said happily. Phoebe raised an eye brow.

"Why are you here? I called for my daughter, not you." Phoebe asked sternly. Cole tilted his head.

"Daughter? Who's the lucky man?" Cole asked. He was surprised, five years away from Phoebe, and the whole issue was starting back up inside him. He took a deep breath, knowing very well he shouldn't have asked that. He decided he was just going to calm down.

"Some jerk. I always manage to find the jerks. But, I need my daughter, Cole do you know anything?" Phoebe asked. Cole shook his head, hiding the comfort he felt. The first part of her answer pleased him, and he chose to ignore the second part.

"I didn't know you even had a daughter." Cole said. Phoebe looked down, her stomach tensed. She never knew this could hurt so much; she just wanted to hold Tori, that's it. A tear fell from her cheek, but determined not to let Cole see she looked back towards Piper and Paige. Cole knew that had to hurt, he knew what it was like to be human, and he stood up, showing more sympathy for Phoebe.

"But, I can tell you, that there is a prophecy that is partially to come from the Halliwell line." Cole started. Piper nodded.

"Keep going." Piper stated, taking a step towards Cole.

"I don't know a lot, all I know is... Somewhere down your life spans one of you is going to have a child that is going to be part of a very important trilogy, not as important as The Charmed Ones, of course." Cole said. Piper looked confused.

"Wait, you said trilogy, wouldn't there have to be a sibling, or cousin of some sort to-" Cole interrupted.

"No, the Halliwell's are very important witches; very powerful if not the most powerful but there are other powerful witch names that aren't far behind you. These three I'm guessing are going to share some sort of magical bond." Cole said, keeping his eyes on Phoebe the whole time. He looked down, he forgot how earth was so cruel, how all those things had to happen to split them up. Phoebe looked up at him.

"When they sent you here you did have powers right?" Phoebe asked. Cole shrugged. He sent an energy ball, which missed the couch and hit the wall. Piper gasped.

"How do we know if we can trust you?" Piper asked. Phoebe looked at Cole in the eyes, He looked good, and after all he had just been in heaven. She broke the contact and looked down.

"We have to. Cole, shimmer me down to the underworld." Phoebe ordered, walking towards him. Cole shook his head.

"No, I'm going alone." Cole replied. Phoebe rolled her eyes.

"Cole, I need to be with my daughter. Why is that so hard for you to understand?" Phoebe asked. Cole nodded, and grabbed Phoebe's hand. Before Piper or Paige could object,

"See ya." Cole said, shimmering to hell.