A/N: Thanks to everyone for reviewing! How do guys like those name options for the kid(s)??

Chapter 18: Found

Why do you think they took Phoebe? Paige asked.

I don't know and I don't think it matters, Piper responded, bouncing Wyatt, oblivious to the pain of his relatives, in her arms.

What matters is getting Phoebe back, Paige finished the now hackneyed phrase that Piper had used for the umpteenth time that day.

Piper said, flashing a smile. Why do you think Phoebe was researching Avatars?

Paige responded with a shrug. Intuition comes with the territory of Phoebe's powers. I've been reading up on her type of powers ever since she went missing.

Piper cocked her head, Wyatt tugged on his mother's ear.

I figured, Paige fought back tears, I figured if I read up on them then I might figure out a way for Phoebe to protect herself better when she comes back. Her premonitions and even her levitation don't lend much protection.

Oh, Paige! Piper, after setting Wyatt back in his playpen, swooped her sister into a hug.

Paige let herself cry freely in the safety of her sister's arms, but only for a few moments. We need to concentrate on getting her back. Now's not time for tears, Paige said, straightening up and turning back to the book.

Piper glanced at her sister dubiously and slightly amused. Okay, Prue.

Paige gasped involuntarily and looked at Piper. She blushed at the semi-compliment.

That's not a compliment, sweetie. We don't need another Prue. What we really need is a Paige, Piper said, turning her back to pick up her son.

Paige's blush became deeper. They needed her, not Prue. She was in pleasant shock for a moment before turning back to the book. She had finally gotten what she had wanted all this time - acceptance. Phoebe, she felt, had accepted the first moment she saw Paige, if not sooner. Piper, however, was more slow-coming and Paige had never felt quite accepted as part of the Halliwell clan, despite living in the Manor. At that moment, when Piper stated they didn't need Prue, but her, she knew. She knew she was finally Charmed.

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Phoebe, while holding her necklace, felt another premonition. It was that man again.

Phoebe saw it flash before her eyes. Cole came through a portal of sorts into the field that Phoebe found herself in. He saw her and ran to her. Phoebe pushed Cole away and back away a few feet. She saw her mouth move, but she could not make out the words she was saying.

Another, Lily? Bea asked, recognizing, by now, when she had a premonition.

Phoebe nodded in reply.

Of the man? Or the women? Bea asked. Those were the two main types of premonitions she got. There was one with a tall man and another with two women, both of whom Phoebe felt some connection to.

The man, Phoebe replied distractedly.

Bea nodded and went out to the market, leaving Phoebe alone. She knew that Phoebe did not want to talk about her premonition right now.

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I found it, Leo yelled, orbing into the foyer of the manor.

Paige and Piper rushed to him. Found what? Piper asked, eyes gleaming with hope.

Found the portal to where Phoebe is, Leo replied with a smile.

Paige and Piper hugged each other and then Leo.

Paige stopped celebrating. Why didn't you bring her home?

Leo looked upset for a moment. Well... I couldn't go through. It would have destroyed me. There's a lot of power protecting that portal. Piper and Paige looked crestfallen, but smile again when Leo added, If Cole comes he can get through I think.

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They found her! Tur rushed towards Margaret and Bartholomew, sweat falling over his creased brow.

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They've found her, Gazana told the Source.

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They've found her! Henry told Cole, a smile on his face.

Cole, barely containing his excitement, thanked Henry and shimmered out.

Henry, after he was sure Cole was gone, disappeared in a flash.

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Phoebe heard someone, who's voice she didn't recognize, at the door.

Who's there? she called, putting a hand protectively on her stomach, which was starting to grow bigger.

A man from the market! The person's voice was anxious and frantic. Bea needs your help! Come on!

Phoebe called back, voice strained. Bea was in trouble? She put a hand over her mouth. Grabbing her cloak and swinging it over her shoulders, she opened the door. Where is she?

Wrong choice, the tall, thin man said. Phoebe recognized something sinister in his voice and eyes.

Phoebe tried to run, but two strong hands clasped her shoulders and she was roughly pushed closer to the man.

Hello, Phoebe, he introduced himself with a twisted smile. I'm Bartholomew.