So, here's my new story. Just an idea that came to me. I promise I didn't rip it off from someone else. I know it has probably been done before but so what. I never get tired of Pheobe/Cole stories and there has to be others that feel the same way so here's another one. Enjoy!

Just some background information so that you're not confused with when the story takes place.

This takes place 5 years after Cole was vanquished as the Source. Everything that happened up until Long Live the Queen is the same but nothing after that episode is relevant to this story. Cole didn't come back after he was vanquished to the Wasteland.

Forget everything about the Pheobe from after season 4. She isn't like that in this story. She has no reason to be because Cole didn't come back so he didn't go crazy forcing her to vanquish him so she isn't bitter.

Ok now that I'm done explaining, you can wake up. I know that was boring but it was neccessary. Sorry

here it is

Chapter 1- Lost and Found

He walked down the street unaware of the things around him. He was so confused at the moment. Only yesterday he had been in the Wasteland rotting away because no one could decide where he was supposed to be. And now all of a sudden he was back, back to the life he had left behind, to the city that held so many memories for him. It had been five years since he had been here, five years since he had seen the sun, and five years since he had been around humans. He had nowhere to be, no money, nothing. He didn't know what he was supposed to do. He couldn't get a job. According to all of the lawfirms around, he had been missing for five years and probably considered dead.

He turned a corner and walked down a crowded street getting pushed and shoved the whole way. He really didn't feel like social interaction today so he crossed the street and walked down a quieter street.

As he walked he heard a child crying. He didn't really think much of it so he kept walking. Something beyond his control made him turn around.

He saw a little girl sitting on a bench crying. She looked to be about 4 or 5.

A part of him didn't want to go to her. He had too many problems of his own. How could he help someone else? But after a moment he decided to approach her.

"Are you lost?" he asked the child noticing that she was dressed nicely and clean.

She had probably just wandered off from her parents.

"I want my mommy," was all that the girl said.

She sniffled and wiped her eyes with her hands.

When Cole looked at her, he saw something familiar about her. She reminded him of someone.

"Ok, sweetie, I'll help you find your mommy," Cole said getting on his knees so that he was her height. "Can you tell me your name?"

"Prudence," the little girl answered.

Cole was taken back when she said this. This name brought back so many memories. He knew at once that she was the daughter of a Charmed One, 'but which one,' he wondered.

He shook these thoughts out of his head for the moment to concentrate on her.

"Okay, Prudence, let's go look for her. What does she look like?" Cole asked.

"She's really pretty," the girl answered.

Cole smiled.

"What's her name?" Cole asked.

"Pheobe," Prudence said.

"Is her last name Halliwell?" he asked knowing what her answer would be.

"Yeah, how did you know?" she asked.

"I used to be very good friends with your mommy," Cole told her.

"Really?" Prudence asked, curious.

"Yeah, what's your daddy's name?" Cole asked the girl dreading the answer.

I had to stop it there. Let your imaginations run wild. lol. Anyway, what do you think? Does it suck? Should I continue? Who is her father? Review Please

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