Okay, so I did have this up under a different user name, foreverPheobeCole but I don't ever use that anymore and I wanted all of my stories in 1 place so I'm putting them all on this one.
This is a sequel to Here Without You. Not a song fic.
Please read the Reason and Here Without You. They come before this story. Please Review
Takes place two years after Here Without You. Piper has Wyatt who is now two, and Chris is one. Paige is living at Magic School, so she's not in this story. Pheobe is still trying to find the father to the child she is supposed to have. The Elders didn't take away her powers. She is longing to have children since she saw her future. Her hair is as it was in season five. (I don't like her short hair) Cole is living in New York. He has become fully human and owns his own law firm. Demons stopped attacking the Charmed Ones. They don't have to worry about any kind of demon emergencies anymore even though they still have their powers.
Chapter 1- Perfect Lies
Halliwell Manor
"Who was it?" Pheobe asks her older sister referring to the phone call she had just finished.
"Mike. He needs me at the club," Piper said.
"Go. I'll watch the boys," Pheobe said pulling Chris into her arms.
"What about work?" Piper asked her.
"I'll work from home. I don't want to miss anything in my nephews lives," Pheobe said kissing Chris on the forehead.
"You know my kids better than I do. Fine. I'll go," Piper said walking up the stairs to go get dressed.
She came down a few minutes later to see Pheobe and the boys on the floor playing. She walked over to them and kissed both the boys.
"Be good for Auntie Pheobe," Piper said. "I love you."
She grabbed her keys and purse and headed out the door.
"Bye," Pheobe said.
"Bye," Piper replied.
After Piper had left Pheobe picked up the phone to call the office and tell them she wasn't coming in. She picked Wyatt and Chris up and put them in their playpen and walked into the kitchen to fix them some breakfast. She put them in their high chairs and gave Chris his baby cereal, and Wyatt, his oatmeal. Of course they made a mess, so Phoebe put them in the bathtub.
The day was going fine until Wyatt decided he wanted to play 'hide and seek' and orbed out.
"Wyatt," Phoebe said. "Please come to auntie Pheobe."
"Phe," Wyatt said when he orbed into her arms.
Relieved that he was all right, Pheobe decided that it was nap time. Hopefully no more orbing. She laid them down and then sat in front of her laptop to start on her column
Cole's law firm, New York
"Mr. Turner. Davidson is on line one. He says that it's urgent," the young woman said.
"Thanks," Cole told Emma with a polite smile.
She left and he picked up the phone.
"Cole Tuner," he said.
"Hey, Cole just wanting to know if you were going to meet me later at the club?" Davidson asked.
"This is the urgent news you needed to tell me, Matt. This wouldn't have anything to do with my birthday would it?" he asked.
"No, I just wanted to hang out with my friend, watch a game. That's all," he said trying to sound innocent.
"Yeah, right. Did Emma set this up?" he asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Matt said.
"Fine, I'll go along with it. What time?" Cole asked.
"Nine," Davidson answered.
"I'll be there, but I'm warning you, I hate my birthday," Cole said.
"See you tonight" Matt said.
"Yeah. Bye," Cole said hanging up the phone.
(Matt is his business associate. They have
been friends since Cole came to New York. The law firm is called
Turner & Davidson)
Cole sat at his desk and sank back in
his chair. The memories started flowing through his mind. His life
seemed fine from the outside, but inside Cole was lonely, scared,
hurt, angry. Matt had tried to set him up with people, but Cole
refused. To him it felt like a betrayal to Pheobe. He had devoted his
life to her and only her. He didn't want to be with anyone else even
though she probably was. He knew that she was probably married or in
love with a man that would never hurt her and the pain of knowing
everything he had done to her was hurting him that very moment. When
he thought about what he had done to her, he knew he made the right
decision by leaving San Francisco. She would probably have a family
and the only thing that he seemed to have was a mind full of
memories. Usually they were enough to get him by, but some days it
seemed like he wouldn't survive.
"Mr. Turner?" Emma said pulling him out of his thoughts.
"Yeah," Cole said after a few moments.
"I'm taking my lunch now if that's okay," she said.
"Yeah, that's fine. In fact take an extra thirty minutes," Cole told her.
"Thank you," she said and then walked out of the office.
Cole grabbed his coat and walked to the elevator.
Halliwell Manor
Pheobe walked into the room that the two children shared. It was still nap time. She sat in the rocking chair that was in the corner and just watched the boys sleep. They were so peaceful, small, innocent. When she looked at them, she couldn't help, but think about the baby she almost had. The Seer told her that he was never hers, but at one point she had felt a connection with him. He would have been Wyatt's age if she would have had him. She never had the chance to grieve for her son. After she lost him, Piper found out she was pregnant and so she had to be strong for her family. They had been so insensitive around her, with Leo saying, "I'm still looking forward to having a good baby in the family." while she was sitting right there. She had wanted to break down into tears, but had tried to stay strong.
Even if the baby wasn't hers, she had still held him in her womb. She had felt him. To her, he had been her child, her precious baby. She had tried to make up for him when Wyatt was born, but it wasn't the same thing. As much as she loved her nephews, there would always be a void for her baby boy. She wanted more than anything to have a child of her own with a man she loved. The only problem was she couldn't get the picture of her perfect family out of her head. She knew that this family wasn't possible. The man she envisioned as the father of her children just wasn't an option. She knew he wasn't, but every night she would see her perfect family and would dream that they were together, happy, a normal family.
Pheobe walked out of the room and into her own. She pulled out a box from under her bed and opened it. Inside was a small blue baby outfit, a deflated balloon that read 'It's a boy!', and a blue baby blanket that had writing stitched into it. 'To my sweet baby boy.' Pheobe had ordered it when she found out that Cole was happy about the baby. She picked up the contents of the box and held them close to her heart. This was all she had left of her precious baby.
She heard Chris start to cry, so she carefully put the things back in the box and put it under the bed. She wiped away her tears and made her way to their room.
