A/N: Heya. I know I said that "Generation Charmed" was complete, and I was working on either a part 2 or a sequel, but I decided to do it as a Part One, Part two, Part Three all in the same fic. It made more sense because Part Two is going to be very short and I didn't want to make a 5, or less, chapter fic. Part Three will also be on here. Also, it seemed easier to do it this way. So, first let me thank the reviewers from Ch 25 and any one else that reviewed who I haven't thanked:

CuteLittleBritt, Ah, so many good questions. Lol. You might find the answers out you might not. Read to see!

Charmed4life, You didn't like 18-24 at all? And you hated chapter 25? Hm. Sorry. They all did love their husbands very much, but they were about to be exposed. Starting fresh with normal lives and allowing their children to live happy lives was more important to them. Cole was pretty old. Collin was a son from his past. Simple explanation, sorry for not making it clear. And yes, they knew how hard it was for their mother's to receive their powers alone, but they didn't have to worry about that for a long time. Right then, all they were thinking about was their immediate future. Does that help? I hope.

So, this is Part Two of the Charmed Generation trilogy! I've decided to make it a trilogy because going from Presley at 16 to Presley at 31 which is how old she'd need to be for Paisley and Patience to be old enough to make them the Charmed Ones is a little too much skipping, even for me. So this is set a year after the first Generation Charmed. Presley is seventeen; Paisley is eight; Patience is six.

PS: No magic in Part Two!! This is pretty much just a filler because, like I said, skipping ahead 15 years is way too much. So this is just their lives after the Angel of Destiny erased their memories and made them "mortals." Enjoy and please review!

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"Presley, come on! You're going to be late!" Payton Halliwell called up the stairs. She brushed her long brown hair from her eyes and walked back to the kitchen, where she resumed making breakfast.

"It's too early to get up," Presley complained as she entered the kitchen, dressed in a silky black mini skirt and a white spaghetti strap top.

Payton turned around to reply, but no words left her mouth. Instead, her mouth dropped open and her eyes widened. "And you're too young to be dressing like that. Get upstairs and get changed now. There's no way you're leaving the house like that."

Presley opened her mouth to argue, but Payton cut her off saying, "Don't argue with me. No seventeen-year-old of mine is going to dress like that."

Presley scowled and stomped out of the room.

"And no stomping! Paisley and Patience are still asleep!" Payton yelled. The stomping ceased immediately.

"Don't you just love children?" Phoenix asked as she entered the kitchen. Her eyes were bloodshot, her hair fell limply around her face, and her skin was pale.

Payton frowned. "Did Patience keep you up all night?" she asked, pouring her cousin a cup of coffee. She handed it over and the two sat at the table.

"Did she ever," Phoenix groaned, sipping the hot liquid. "Every hour like clockwork."

Payton shrugs. "I'm sorry I can't sympathize. I had Presley really young remember? And I gave her away." She paused. "I still can't remember why I gave her away. I know I had her young, but we all had our kids young."

"It was right after our mom's died," Phoenix reminded her sadly.

"Oh right," Payton mumbled. She had been trying to block the memory from her mind. "And they never did catch the asshole, or assholes, who killed them."

Phoenix was about to reply when Presley came back downstairs, this time wearing faded jeans that hung low on her waste and a black tank top.

"Much better. Now go or you'll be late and remember to come right home after school. I have to be at the club by three," Payton reminded her daughter.

"Yeah yeah," Presley grumbled, grabbing a muffin off the table and making way out of the kitchen and to the front door.

"I love you!" Payton yelled, but was answered with the slam of a slamming door.

"Kids," Payton and Phoenix said in unison, rolling their eyes.

"Mommy!" shrieked a little girl's voice.

Phoenix sighed. "Patience must have heard the door slamming." She looked close to tears as she got up and traipsed out of the kitchen.

Payton got up and followed her. Any help she gave Phoenix, she figured, would be greatly appreciated.

Upstairs, Patience sat up in bed, looking tired and agitated. She hadn't been sleeping well lately and she'd been fussy, more so than usual, and none of them could figure out why. Phoenix walked to the bed and sat down beside her daughter. Payton walked into the room and watched, waiting.

"What's the matter sweetie?" Phoenix asked, stroking Patience's hair.

"I can't sleep," Patience whined. She had tears in her eyes and her lip was trembling.

"It's okay, honey," Phoenix said gently. "Just lay back down and . . . Aunt Payton and I will be right back." She stood up and walked towards Payton, dragging her out of the room and closing the door so Patience couldn't hear them.

"We have to do something. It's not normal; she's young. She should be able to sleep no problem. I'm worried, Payton," Phoenix said, tears in her eyes.

Payton nodded, frowning. "We'll take care of her, don't worry. Little kids have nightmares all the time. She'll be fine, sweetie, I promise. Go sit with her. I'm going to see if I can get that stupid attic door open. Some of our mother's old kids toys, and ours, might be up there."

Phoenix nodded and walked back into Patience's room and Payton walked towards the attic stairs. She wasn't looking where she was going and bumped into Pandora.

"Oops, sorry," Payton said.

"No problem. Where ya going?" Pandora asked curiously.

"Patience can't sleep again. I was going to see if I can get into the attic to some of our mom's old toys," Payton replied.

Pandora laughed. "Right. We've never been able to get that door open!"

Payton shrugged. "It's worth a try."

Pandora nodded. "I'll go with you."

She and Payton were about to go up the attic steps when Phoenix's scream stopped them dead in their tracks.