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"What?" Pandora exclaimed, eyes widening with shock.

"What?" Rick echoed, his expression matching Pandora's.

Payton looked away from them. "When my child is born, I'm giving her up for adoption. I'll give her a name and ask that that name be kept. I won't give them my name or address. Before she goes, I'm binding her powers. I don't want her life to be destroyed by magic like ours has been destroyed."

"Magic hasn't destroyed our lives, Payton," Pandora argued gently.

"It hasn't?" Payton snapped. "We never got to know our Aunt Prue because a demon killed her! A demon killed our mother's and my baby has demon blood in her from my ex over there! How has magic not destroyed our lives? And what about the lives of our mothers? They suffered worse and longer than us!"

Pandora frowned, nodding slightly. "You're right, Payton. But . . . are you sure you want to give up your child? What about the next generation of Charmed Ones?"

"I don't care about the next generation. I care about the safety and well being of my child. She deserves a good home and a happy life and the only way to get that is for me to bind her powers when she's born and give her up for adoption!"

"Okay, sweetie. If that's what you want, that's what we'll do." Pandora hugged her tightly. "One question."

"Hm?" Payton asked, pulling away.

"Have you decided on a home birth or a hospital birth? Because Phoenix and I are already training to be mid-wives."

Payton gulped, staring at her with wide eyes . . .

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Five months later.

Payton, dragging her feet, made her way into the kitchen on a beautiful Saturday morning. Well, she didn't think it was beautiful. It was eleven and she had just gotten up. In the kitchen, her cousin's sat, drinking coffee and OJ.

"If either of you ever decide to get pregnant, don't," Payton grumbled, her stomach churning at the smell of the coffee. It took all her willpower not to run upstairs and vomit. Any more vomiting and she'd loose her insides.

"Payton," Pandora began hesitantly. "Are you still going to give Presley up for adoption when she's born?"

Presley was the name Payton had picked out for her soon to be born daughter. Presley Piper Halliwell, in honor of Piper. For the five months that had gone by, little had been discussed about Payton's decision to give the baby up. Now that she only had three more months to go, it was time to talk.

"I am. I won't let my daughter suffer like we suffered and our mother's suffered. When she's born, I'll bind her powers. A week after, I'll take her to the church where Aunt Paige was left by grandma Patty. I won't give them my name or address and I'll keep most of my face hidden with glasses and something. I'll ask that her name be kept Presley Piper." Payton sighed. She had thought this through very carefully.

"So where's Rick" Phoenix asked, taking a sip of her OJ.

Payton shrugged. "Work, I think."

A few weeks after Payton had found out Rick was a demon, she had come to her senses and they had gotten back together. Rick had had so many opportunities to kill her and everyone she loved and he hadn't. She had forgiven him.

"How does he feel about you binding Presley's po-oh, hey," Pandora stammered, smiling at Collin as he came into the room. "Didn't hear you come in."

Collin smiled, walking to Pandora and kissing her. "The door was open so I came right in."

Two weeks after they had met, Pandora and Collin had begun dating. Collin was almost always around now and it was very difficult to hide their magic from him. Eventually – unbeknown to her cousin's – Pandora was going to tell him she was a witch, as well as her cousin's. When Payton and Phoenix found out, they'd be angry. But they'd live. Pandora loved Collin and she hated lying to him.

Payton groaned. "I'm going to be sick!" She ran out of the room, one hand over her mouth and the other over her belly.

Phoenix made a face. "Gross."

Collin whispered something in Pandora's ear, making her giggle.

"Phoenix, we'll be in my room, okay?" Pandora said. She led Collin out of the kitchen without giving Pandora a chance to reply.

Shortly after the demise of their mother's – even though it was hard and it hurt – the three girls had each taken up occupancy in their mother's rooms: Payton in Piper's room; Pandora in Phoebe's room; and Phoenix is Paige's room. Pandora and Phoenix's father's were almost never around – Jason was usually in Hong Kong and Christian was usually orbing himself all over creation – and they still hadn't seen or spoken to Leo. This worried them, but they knew he could take care of himself.

So, Pandora led Collin to her room, where she closed and locked the door. Smiling, she embraced him and kissed him, eyes closing slowly. Collin's arms wrapped around her, making her feel safe and secure.

Collin stepped in a circle so that Pandora was now standing with her back to the bed. He kissed her for several minutes, before walking forward and forcing her to walk backwards until they had reached and fallen on the bed.

Laughing, Pandora inched out from under Collin and sat beside him. She put her head on his chest and rested her arm over his stomach.

"I love you, Collin. I love what we have and I don't want secrets between us. I trust you with my life," Pandora blurted.

"I love you, too, Pandora," Collin said, stroking her hair and disregarding everything else she had said.

Smirking, Pandora jumped up and spun around and tackled him, tickling him like crazy; it was his weakness.

"Pandora stop!" Collin cried. "White flag, white flag!"

But Pandora kept tickling him.

"Pandora!" Collin snarled, sitting up and grabbing her wrists in a bone-crushingly tight grip. He glared at her and suddenly-

Pandora screamed in terror.