A/N: Barb, thanks! Everyone (Barb, Jessica, and Bree) thanks! This is my first fanfiction and I was nervous, but you guys are great! Thanks!!
By the way - this is a continuation of chapter one.

Phoebe groggily opened her eyes and rolled over to look at the clock, where large red numbers flashed nine o'clock. Phoebe sat in bed for a moment, running over the list of things she needed to do. First on the list was to make breakfast.

She didn't usually eat a full breakfast, she just had a quick bagel. Today, however, little Wyatt Matthew Halliwell was staying with his Aunt Phoebe and she was going to make him a nice breakfast.

Phoebe swung her legs of of bd and ran into the hall when she heard a door squeak open and little feet shuffle down the hall. Phoebe chased Wyatt, swinging him around when she caught him. The youngest Halliwell laughed and tried to wriggle out of his aunt's grasp.

Aunt Phe! Wyatt yelled, begging to be let down.

Go and watch TV. I'm going make breakfast, Phoebe said, scooting him along.

Funny face pancakes? Wyatt asked, big blue eyes shining. Phoebe nodded and Wyatt clapped his hands in delight.

Phoebe, for sure, was the worst cook in the house, but Wyatt liked her pancakes best. That mystified his parents. Of course, Phoebe's slightly burnt pancakes had an ingredient which Piper's golden brown wheat germ pancakes never had - chocolate chips.

Phoebe smiled as Wyatt turned on the TV and wriggled onto the couch. He settled back into the floral cushions and his little tapping feet barely made it off the edge of the couch. Phoebe sighed. She often wondered what it would be like if she had had hers. Phoebe struggled with oncoming tears and walked into the kitchen.

Phoebe and Wyatt had always had a strong bond, but it had become even stronger after her baby's death. Phoebe often, having gained a little empathetic power herself, felt that Wyatt could feel her pain. She thought it had to do with his sensing power, his innocence, and their bond.

Phoebe took out a pan. She had never truly grieved over the loss of her child. Her sister hadn't really understood and there are only so man demonic the screw-up Charmed One was allowed to cry over. Phoebe mulled over this as she plopped the chocolate chips into the cooking pancakes, making sure that it formed a smiling face.

With a small smile, Phoebe put the last pancake on the dish. Drizzling it with chocolate
syrup she called,

Phoebe smiled and sat down with her plate as she heard the TV click off and Wyatt come running.

* * * * * *

One last stop, Phoebe announced, with a glance at her nephew, as she pulled away from the tailor.

Phoebe's gaze shifted to the file next to her and she frowned.

Aunt Phe? Wyatt called, bouncing up and down in his booster seat.

What, sweetie? Phoebe asked, drumming her fingers on the steering wheel.

After this we can have lunch at PJ's, right? Wyatt asked, looking concerned. Like always?

Wyatt and Phoebe went on errands together every Friday and went to lunch at PJ's Sub Shop afterwards.

Of course, Phoebe replied brightly. Why wouldn't we?

Wyatt shrugged, his previous anxiousness vanishing at his aunt's reassurance. You just seem scared.

Phoebe laughed. She was.

* * * * * *

Phoebe, holding onto Wyatt with her right hand and her purse and file with her left, walked up to the desk.

I'm looking for Victor Bennett's lawyer, Phoebe asked. The assistant directed her to the fifth door on the left. Phoebe relaxed. She was almost sure that Cole's office was on the right side of the building. However her stomach dropped as she saw the secretary and name on the door.

Sheryl, right? Phoebe asked, taking her hand from Wyatt in order to shake the assistant's hand.

We seem to be seeing a lot of each other lately, Sheryl remarked with a laugh. Her gaze switched to Wyatt. Oh! He's so cute! Is he yours?

No. He's my nephew - Phoebe began.

the little boy interrupted, coming around the desk to shake the woman's hand like her aunt. That's my Aunt Phe.

Yes and this is Miss - Phoebe started.

Sheryl waved Phoebe off and shook Wyatt's hand. I'm Sheryl. Nice to meet you Wyatt.

You too, Wyatt said with his usual winning smile.

Cole poked his head out the door to tell Sheryl to please quiet down and groaned when he saw his ex-wife.

Nice to see you too, Cole, Phoebe said, taking Wyatt's hand and barreling into his office. Cole shut the door behind her, rolling his eyes.

Sheryl shook her head as the door shut. Those two had some major issues. She knew Cole still loved his ex-wife, he had heard all about it. And from what Sheryl had seen of his ex-wife she felt the love was reciprocated. Her eyes instinctively lit up when she saw him, no matter how hard she tried to yank a frown. And she blushed. As for the little boy, Wyatt? He was just too cute...

* * * * * *

Cole sat down into his chair and motioned for Wyatt or Phoebe to sit in the one chair in front of the desk. Phoebe sat down and pulled Wyatt onto her lap.

Say hello to Mr. Turner, Phoebe whispered into Wyatt's ear with a smile.

Hello Mr. Tubner, Wyatt said, waving.

Mr. Turner, Phoebe corrected with a laugh.

Cole, despite his best efforts, smile. Tubner's fine with me.

Phoebe said with a smile. Well, Cole, we just came so that I could give this to you. I don't know what it is. My dad just dropped it off last night. Phoebe reached over Wyatt and handed the file clumsily to Cole. Cole grasped it just before it fell to the ground. Phoebe blushed.

Cole smiled. It's okay.

Phoebe sighed. Well that's done. She lifted Wyatt off her lap and put him on the floor, holding his hand again. Off to PJ's!

Wyatt cheered. Then he turned towards the tall man, Mr. Tubner. His mother always said that it was polite to invite people to come with you if you were going out. She called it common courtesy.' Do you want to come with us, Mr. Tubner?

Cole glanced at his watch and smirked at Phoebe. Well it is my lunch time. Just let me grab my coat and we'll go. He hit the intercom button on his telephone and told his secretary that he was going out for lunch.

* * * * * *

Paige smiled. I'm really glad I went out on this date. My life's been kind of hectic lately...

Her date, Nick, smiled. Work, huh?

She thought for a moment, swirling her straw in her drink. Well that and I just found my birth sisters about a year ago. We're still learning about each other and learning to get along together.

Nick smiled. I think its great that you found your birth sisters. My cousin was adopted and he just found his, but they, Nick cleared his throat, weren't that great.

Paige smiled. Well mine are... I think. My older sister Piper has a four year old son, Wyatt, and is married to a handyman, Leo. She owns the club P3. Paige frowned for a second. My other sister, Phoebe, just went through a divorce and is at the moment - unemployed.

Nick laughed, handing the check to the waiter. That's so funny! I was just going to ask you if you wanted to meet me at P3 tonight!

Paige laughed. I'd love to.