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Author's Notes: Okay, this chapter is a little random, but I hope you enjoy! Please remember to review! Thanks!
Leo's eyes grew wide, as Phoebe fell to the floor, "Phoebe!?" Leo strode over to her, and laid her gently on her back. He placed his hands over her body, and a healing glow radiated from his hands. It spread along Phoebe's body in a warm glow, and her eyes slowly fluttered open. She looked up at Leo, "What are you doing here?" Leo calmly looked at Phoebe, "You called me, and I healed you." Phoebe nodded her head, and then remembered everything. She remembered her premonition, Cole, and – and her baby. She shuddered and with her hand over her stomach, whispered, "I don't think I can do this." Leo put his hand underneath her back, and helped her sit up. He smiled reassuringly, "You'll be a great mom." She looked into his eyes, "And where will the father be? Destroying other people's lives?" Phoebe held his stare searching for an answer in his eyes. Leo shook his head, "I don't know…maybe… you can work it out?" Phoebe shook her head, "Not after what he did – " Leo cut her off, "What he did. Maybe you should give him another chance." Phoebe began to protest, but Leo continued, "What if there was just a little bit of a chance he could be a real father, and a real husband?" Phoebe shook her head, "But…" Leo gently stroked her hair, "Think about it." Phoebe nodded her head, and Leo stood up slowly and left her room, shutting the door behind him.
Phoebe shuddered. How could she let Cole back into her life? He didn't tell her when the Source possessed him, and he still had a little free will left. Phoebe painfully stood up, and went to her bed, 'I can't do this.' She made up her mind that she would give the baby up for adoption. Phoebe cried, 'how could she go and get herself pregnant? Not married, not even a boyfriend.' As Phoebe sluggishly sat on her bed, she looked at the clock, and it was now – "11:00 pm!" Phoebe went to the window, and looked outside. It was dark, as dark as she had ever seen it. No lights shinned, nothing. "What the hell?" She jumped as she heard a crash downstairs. Phoebe quickly opened her door, and with her heart beating in her throat, managed to scramble down the stairs. Cole was lying in the middle of the floor, and a strange young boy was staring at him with satisfaction on his face. When he saw Phoebe, he brightly smiled, "Why, hello, mother!" Phoebe put her hand over her chest, and gasped. Did he just call me – no, it couldn't be. She tried to remain calm, but her panic was clearly shown on her face. The boy's face fell, "I did what you told me to. Did I do it wrong?" Phoebe looked shocked, "Why is Cole in the center of the floor?" The boy shrugged his shoulders, and then smiled like he had gotten a brilliant idea. "Oh! You wanted me to beat him outside, is that it? I'm sorry I forgot. It won't happen again." Phoebe's confusion and fear was still spread on her face.
The boy frowned and scratched his head, thinking hard, "Ok. I give up. What did you want me to do with him, again?" Phoebe screamed, "Get the hell away from him!" The boy looked hurt, but backed up, doing as he was told. A young girl of about 8 shimmered into the room. She looked a little like Phoebe, and looked delighted when she saw her. "Oh, you are back! I just went to go find Auntie Piper." The little girl pointed down, "She's still down there, where you told me to leave her." Phoebe felt anger rise through her, "Where is my damn sister? And why the hell are you in my house?" The boy and the girl looked at each other, confusion clearly spread on their faces. The boy looked at the girl, "What did you do this time, Maria? You hypnotized her again, didn't you?" The little girl rolled her eyes, "Take a chill pill! And I did no such thing." The girl supposedly named 'Maria' crossed her arms across her chest, and put on a pouting expression. Phoebe's anger rose, "What the hell am I doing here?" The boy took a step backward, and acted like she was going to kill him. He was clearly sweating, and Maria nudged him, "Uh, Brent, what is she talking about…?" The boy shrugged his shoulders, and defending himself said, "How the hell should I know?" Maria gasped and put her hand to her mouth, almost as if the boy just said one of the worst things in the world. Phoebe looked at him, and in her most commanding tone yelled, "Brent, if you don't explain why I am here in about 3 minutes…" She let the empty threat hang in the air, and Brent quickly began to blabber, "You, uh, … don't know?"
Phoebe clenched her teeth, and could feel her anger rising once again, and a fireball flew from her hand, and almost hit Brent. Phoebe's eyes grew wide, and looked at her shaking hand. 'What the hell is wrong with me?' She looked at Brent again, and noticed he was openly afraid, trembling. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Cole, still lying on the floor. Phoebe confidently walked over to him, and shook him awake. He groggily woke up, and angrily stared at Phoebe, "How could you? You got your own son to beat me up? This is the lowest I think that I have seen you…" He angrily stood up, but did not touch Phoebe. She yelled in his face, "What the hell am I doing here, Cole? I can't believe you would stoop this low. Am I in the future or in another dimension? Where the hell are my sisters?" Cole icily glared at Phoebe, "You should know that. Normally you handle them like me, but you use Maria instead to beat them up." Phoebe's face froze. She didn't feel confident anymore, and she certainly didn't feel angry anymore. Her expression softened, "What?" She looked at Maria, "Where did you put them?" Maria looked at the ground, and shuffled her feet, and mumbled, "Where you told me to." Phoebe pointed her finger at Maria, "Well, go get them, now!"
Maria nodded her head, and shimmered out. Moments later she returned with Paige. She looked at Phoebe, "Where would you like me to put her?" Phoebe pointed to the couch, and Maria walked over to the couch, carrying Paige. She threw Paige on the couch, and she groaned. Phoebe glared at her, "Aren't you forgetting someone?" Maria shimmered out again, and returned with Piper. She dropped her on the floor, and glared at Phoebe, "What is wrong with you? I was having fun…" She ignored Maria's comment, and went beside Piper. She gently shook her awake, "Piper. It's me. Are you okay?" Piper slowly opened her eyes, and spat in Phoebe's face. She then struggled to get away from her. Phoebe glanced at Piper with a look of shock at Piper's reaction to her. Piper glared at Phoebe, "Why the hell do you care? You're the one who did this to me in the first place."
Author's Notes: I know that this was totally unexpected. Yeah, just go with it for a while. I know it's very random, but… This story needed something… Please remember to review! Thanks!
