6 months later
The three sisters stood looking around the master bedroom, empty except for a single chair, and smiled at the approaching grunting and grumbling sounds.
Cole and Phoebe had had a small wedding two months earlier. Victor had given the bride away with a smile, though he couldn't resist a quip about déjà vu. Today was moving day for the happy couple.
Reaching out to smooth the blind on the window, Phoebe winced then grinned at the muffled thunk in the hallway and the colorful curse that was definitely her husband.
"Do you think they'll survive moving day?" She asked idly. "Oh darn."
The blind had jammed at an awkward angle. "I meant to ask Leo to look at this," she said as she dragged the chair closer and climbed up to adjust it.
Cole and Leo's voices were clear now as they were nearly in the door.
"This headboard weighs a ton Cole."
"Oh stop complaining. If you were still a whitelighter we could have just orbed it here."
"Don't start…"
Leo didn't get a chance to finish his sentence. Cole dropped his end of the offending headboard with a resounding crash and strode across the room to pluck Phoebe off the chair she stood on.
"Are you out of your beautiful little mind? What do you think you're doing up there? And you two," he rounded on Paige and Piper "you didn't stop her?"
"Wait just a minute mister…"
"Cole, honey put me down and don't yell at them. They don't know."
"You didn't tell them?"
"It's early yet and I didn't want to jinx us."
" Well, I'll fix that. Now hear this," he said with a proud grin "Phoebe is pregnant. That means that chairs, ladders, heavy lifting and anything else that might pose a danger to my son…"
"Daughter," Phoebe interrupted with a sly grin.
"Whichever… is now strictly forbidden," he finished, setting her on her feet with a soft kiss.
"Alright 'Poppa'," Leo huffed sarcastically " that's enough gloating. Get back over here and help with this thing or I swear your next child will be conceived on the floor."
Phoebe's sister's squealed and rushed to congratulate her as Cole went back to the task of moving. Who'd have believed that happily ever after wasn't just for fairy tales.
The End