A/N: Ok, I'm soooo sorry for the delay. It's just that my cousin and her baby were in town from D.C, and I'd spent all my time with her and the baby. And the site has been experiencing some technical difficulties. But now it's back and ready to go, and so am I. So R/R!!!
Chapter Six: The Return
"Junior! Baby!" Phoebe screamed into the air.
Without knowing where to shimmer to, he had shimmered into a secluded part of the Golden Gate Park. Examining his surrounding with confusion in his eyes, tiny droplets start to form in his mysteriously blue eyes. Turning his head to detect the place. He doesn't even know how he had gotten there. The only thing that matters to him now is returning home to his mother. "Mommy, Mommy." He cries.
Phoebe frantically drives through traffic lights, as she honks the horn getting through vehicles that's blocking her way. Cars furiously honked at her, and people throwing tantrums. It was an awful sight; luckily there were no cops around.
Pulling up into the Manor driveway, she burst into the door, with Piper scrying for Junior at the coffee table. But with no luck they couldn't locate him.
"That's impossible!" Phoebe spouts.
"Well, not really." Leo interrupted.
"How so." Phoebe changes her tone.
"If he's in a middle of a shimmer, he is like in between planes so there is no way of locating him until he have reach his destination." He explained.
"Ok, let's try again. Probably he has reached his destination, wherever that is." Piper said, and starts scrying again. " Gotcha! He's at the Penthouse!"
"Ok, Piper, can you call the Penthouse, and keep him occupy until I get there?" Phoebe grabbed her purse.
"Sure." Piper picked up the phone.
"Thanks!" Phoebe ran out the door.
Back at the Penthouse, Junior searching around for his mother, "Mommy? Mommy." He calls out. Suddenly the phone rang and startled him.
"Hello?" He answered the phone.
"Hey Junior"
"Hi Auntie Piper!"
"Where's Mommy?"
"I don't know, I can't find her. Do you know where Mommy is?"
" I'm sorry sweetie, I don't. Where do you think Mommy is?"
"I miss Mommy."
"Mommy will be back, sweetie."
"Junior! Junior!" Phoebe burst through the wooden door.
"Bye, Junior." Piper hung up the phone, with a relieve smile on her face.
"Mommy." He ran and hugged her.
"Oh, thank God! Don't you ever do that again you understand me?" Phoebe look at him half worried, half serious.
"Yes, Mommy. I'm sorry." Junior apologized; she then pulled him in for another warm embrace.
"It's all right, now how about we go to Melinda's party?" Phoebe gently brush is hair from his face. His lips widened into a smile and nodded happily.
Night had fallen, after a long dramatic day, beds of stars draped over the furtively dim sky, and the moon bravely shined through the warm bedroom window.
"So, did you enjoy the party?" Phoebe sweetly asked as she tucked Junior in.
"Uh-huh! The cake was deli-cious!!!" He cutely replied, followed by an imitation of licking his lips. "Yum-my!"
"Well, your Aunt Piper is quite the chef." Phoebe chuckles at his little act as she tickles his side. He squirmed and let out a huge laughter. It warmed Phoebe's heart to see him smiled again; it brings joy to her life.
"All right, it's time for bed now, good-night." She gave him a big kiss on the forehead.
"Good-night Mommy, I love you." He kissed her on the cheek.
"I love you too, sweetheart." And that rewarded him another kiss. "Sleep tight, don't let the bed bug bite."
Phoebe turned down the light, and closed the door behind her, as the gentle breeze rocks Junior into a deep sleep, sending him into dreamland; his favorite place to be: Candy land!
Late into the night, silence filled the house; only howling wind keeps the house companied. Suddenly interrupted by a squiggling sound of shimmering, and quietly formed into an undisclosed figure. It stood stiff as Junior groan and rotate himself into a more comfortable position, he twists and turns for quite a while. As the figure couldn't keep it's feet steady on the solid ground, and accidentally leaned over to the left and knocked over the lamp.
The crash abruptly snapped Junior's eyes opened, as his back quickly straightens up, and screamed when he saw the shadow, "MOMMY!"
From distance you can hear Phoebe racing to her precious son room, carrying with her an empty beer bottle. Fearfully, yet bravely she knocked the door open and wacked the shadow over the head without a second thought. She hastily flipped on the light and ran over to her son and pulled him into a relieve embrace, and then carried him off the bed.
"Are you all right sweetie?" Phoebe asked in concerned. He nodded then hugged her again afraid what's going to happen next. "Ok, good, stay over by the toy chest for a minute for Mommy OK? Let Mommy see who this is."
As he obediently go to stand by his toy chest, Phoebe flips the body over, and gasped in disbelieve. "It couldn't be." She thought to herself."
"Mommy, are you ok?" Junior read his Mother's expression.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Phoebe replied, couldn't get her eyes off of the body.
"Oh, God. Did you really have to do that?" It finally speaks as it rubbed it temples and opened its eyes.
"Cole...what are you doing here?" Phoebe warily asked still in disbelieve.
"Phoebe!" He whispered in delight of seeing her.
"How?" She asked while helping him up.
"Mommy, who's that?" Junior's voice broke the tense tension between them.
Cole turned his head to Junior's direction; to his amazement he saw a miniature image of himself. Suddenly his lips grew into a warm smile. "And I'm guessing this is your little boy."
"No, our little boy." She corrected. Cole eyes just glistened up, he happy that she had accepted him as Junior's father after what he had destructed between her and her sisters.
"Who are you?" Junior innocently asked, obviously he hadn't heard what his mother had said.
"I'm, uh," He wasn't certain if it was right for him to tell Junior who he was. He'd turned to Phoebe in indication asking for her permission, she replied with smile. "I'm your Daddy."
"But, Mommy said, I don't have a Daddy. Daddy died." He answered while stare directly at Cole.
"Well, uh, I'm back, I wasn't really dead. Just sent away." He used Phoebe's words as he knelled to Junior's level.
"But you're the man that makes Mommy cry!" He suddenly recognized for the picture. He'd caught Cole by surprise with the comment, Cole then gave Phoebe an apologetic look, for all the heartache he'd gave her.
"I'm sorry." Cole immediately said.
"Uh, Junior, why don't you wait for Mommy in Mommy's room ok?" Phoebe dismissed Cole's apology.
"Yes, Mommy. Bye Mister." He couldn't get the "Dad" thing through his head.
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So, do you think I'm going to fast with this (the Cole situation), or just right? C'mon don't be shy, review away. Next week; Chapter Seven: Words Traveled Fast. I PROMISE!!!
Chapter Six: The Return
"Junior! Baby!" Phoebe screamed into the air.
Without knowing where to shimmer to, he had shimmered into a secluded part of the Golden Gate Park. Examining his surrounding with confusion in his eyes, tiny droplets start to form in his mysteriously blue eyes. Turning his head to detect the place. He doesn't even know how he had gotten there. The only thing that matters to him now is returning home to his mother. "Mommy, Mommy." He cries.
Phoebe frantically drives through traffic lights, as she honks the horn getting through vehicles that's blocking her way. Cars furiously honked at her, and people throwing tantrums. It was an awful sight; luckily there were no cops around.
Pulling up into the Manor driveway, she burst into the door, with Piper scrying for Junior at the coffee table. But with no luck they couldn't locate him.
"That's impossible!" Phoebe spouts.
"Well, not really." Leo interrupted.
"How so." Phoebe changes her tone.
"If he's in a middle of a shimmer, he is like in between planes so there is no way of locating him until he have reach his destination." He explained.
"Ok, let's try again. Probably he has reached his destination, wherever that is." Piper said, and starts scrying again. " Gotcha! He's at the Penthouse!"
"Ok, Piper, can you call the Penthouse, and keep him occupy until I get there?" Phoebe grabbed her purse.
"Sure." Piper picked up the phone.
"Thanks!" Phoebe ran out the door.
Back at the Penthouse, Junior searching around for his mother, "Mommy? Mommy." He calls out. Suddenly the phone rang and startled him.
"Hello?" He answered the phone.
"Hey Junior"
"Hi Auntie Piper!"
"Where's Mommy?"
"I don't know, I can't find her. Do you know where Mommy is?"
" I'm sorry sweetie, I don't. Where do you think Mommy is?"
"I miss Mommy."
"Mommy will be back, sweetie."
"Junior! Junior!" Phoebe burst through the wooden door.
"Bye, Junior." Piper hung up the phone, with a relieve smile on her face.
"Mommy." He ran and hugged her.
"Oh, thank God! Don't you ever do that again you understand me?" Phoebe look at him half worried, half serious.
"Yes, Mommy. I'm sorry." Junior apologized; she then pulled him in for another warm embrace.
"It's all right, now how about we go to Melinda's party?" Phoebe gently brush is hair from his face. His lips widened into a smile and nodded happily.
Night had fallen, after a long dramatic day, beds of stars draped over the furtively dim sky, and the moon bravely shined through the warm bedroom window.
"So, did you enjoy the party?" Phoebe sweetly asked as she tucked Junior in.
"Uh-huh! The cake was deli-cious!!!" He cutely replied, followed by an imitation of licking his lips. "Yum-my!"
"Well, your Aunt Piper is quite the chef." Phoebe chuckles at his little act as she tickles his side. He squirmed and let out a huge laughter. It warmed Phoebe's heart to see him smiled again; it brings joy to her life.
"All right, it's time for bed now, good-night." She gave him a big kiss on the forehead.
"Good-night Mommy, I love you." He kissed her on the cheek.
"I love you too, sweetheart." And that rewarded him another kiss. "Sleep tight, don't let the bed bug bite."
Phoebe turned down the light, and closed the door behind her, as the gentle breeze rocks Junior into a deep sleep, sending him into dreamland; his favorite place to be: Candy land!
Late into the night, silence filled the house; only howling wind keeps the house companied. Suddenly interrupted by a squiggling sound of shimmering, and quietly formed into an undisclosed figure. It stood stiff as Junior groan and rotate himself into a more comfortable position, he twists and turns for quite a while. As the figure couldn't keep it's feet steady on the solid ground, and accidentally leaned over to the left and knocked over the lamp.
The crash abruptly snapped Junior's eyes opened, as his back quickly straightens up, and screamed when he saw the shadow, "MOMMY!"
From distance you can hear Phoebe racing to her precious son room, carrying with her an empty beer bottle. Fearfully, yet bravely she knocked the door open and wacked the shadow over the head without a second thought. She hastily flipped on the light and ran over to her son and pulled him into a relieve embrace, and then carried him off the bed.
"Are you all right sweetie?" Phoebe asked in concerned. He nodded then hugged her again afraid what's going to happen next. "Ok, good, stay over by the toy chest for a minute for Mommy OK? Let Mommy see who this is."
As he obediently go to stand by his toy chest, Phoebe flips the body over, and gasped in disbelieve. "It couldn't be." She thought to herself."
"Mommy, are you ok?" Junior read his Mother's expression.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Phoebe replied, couldn't get her eyes off of the body.
"Oh, God. Did you really have to do that?" It finally speaks as it rubbed it temples and opened its eyes.
"Cole...what are you doing here?" Phoebe warily asked still in disbelieve.
"Phoebe!" He whispered in delight of seeing her.
"How?" She asked while helping him up.
"Mommy, who's that?" Junior's voice broke the tense tension between them.
Cole turned his head to Junior's direction; to his amazement he saw a miniature image of himself. Suddenly his lips grew into a warm smile. "And I'm guessing this is your little boy."
"No, our little boy." She corrected. Cole eyes just glistened up, he happy that she had accepted him as Junior's father after what he had destructed between her and her sisters.
"Who are you?" Junior innocently asked, obviously he hadn't heard what his mother had said.
"I'm, uh," He wasn't certain if it was right for him to tell Junior who he was. He'd turned to Phoebe in indication asking for her permission, she replied with smile. "I'm your Daddy."
"But, Mommy said, I don't have a Daddy. Daddy died." He answered while stare directly at Cole.
"Well, uh, I'm back, I wasn't really dead. Just sent away." He used Phoebe's words as he knelled to Junior's level.
"But you're the man that makes Mommy cry!" He suddenly recognized for the picture. He'd caught Cole by surprise with the comment, Cole then gave Phoebe an apologetic look, for all the heartache he'd gave her.
"I'm sorry." Cole immediately said.
"Uh, Junior, why don't you wait for Mommy in Mommy's room ok?" Phoebe dismissed Cole's apology.
"Yes, Mommy. Bye Mister." He couldn't get the "Dad" thing through his head.
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So, do you think I'm going to fast with this (the Cole situation), or just right? C'mon don't be shy, review away. Next week; Chapter Seven: Words Traveled Fast. I PROMISE!!!