AU: This fic takes place season five. Whatever happened to Cole and Phoebe's child to be?

He felt nauseous, and wondered why? It was particularly annoying in the mornings. With his demonic half was back, he shouldn't be feeling nauseous! Why was he gaining weight? He shouldn't be gaining weight, especially around the abdomen, and around the breasts. They were getting bigger, and harder, and his ankles. He couldn't do anything to control the swelling and the aching.

He had been feeling this way for the past month ever since his return from the wasteland. It was odd, and he had been wondering what kind of a sickness it could be? There was only one sickness he knew of which had these symptoms, but that wasn't possible? Was it?

He picked up the phone, to call Phoebe, but she wouldn't understand! She and her sisters had been all over his back trying to vanquish him. They wouldn't respond well to this situation, if it was what he thought it was! Besides that, he didn't want Leo and the elders getting involved!

After three rings Darryl answered "Hello,"

"Darryl, something strange has been going on, I've been getting morning sickness, and this really strange swelling in my abdomen."

"What?" Darryl responded,

"I think I might be pregnant?"

He paused, "You might be pregnant, you mean carrying a baby?"

"Well, my ankles have swelled up," responded Cole.

"Maybe you are just lay off the egg foo young, and burritos," responded Darryl

"It's not that, I've been gaining weight around my stomach, and my breasts, they've been getting bigger, and firmer."

"Can't you tell the Charmed ones about this?"

"No, all they have been trying to do is vanquish me, they wouldn't understand. Please come over and see what you can do to help me!"

"I'll be there, I get off duty in three hours."