"I'll get him," Pheobe said standing up eagerly. This was another one
of her children. She could tell. She kissed Cole on his cheek and then made
her way up the stairs. She followed the baby's cry since she didn't know
where he was. As she walked, she noticed that the house has been built on.
Three rooms were added. She peeked in and saw that they were the children's rooms. One was Melinda's. It was lavender and was decorated fully for a toddler. It looked like Pheobe had decorated it for her baby. Fairies were all over the room. Dolls sat in a bay window and a handmade dollhouse was in the corner. The room right beside it was a little bigger. Benjamin's name was above his bed. One half of the room was full of stuffed animals, Batman, and Spider-Man. It looked like Benjamin was growing out of his toddler stage. The other half looked like it was being cleared out probably for Potter. The room was a sage color with blue everywhere.
Across the hall was the third room. Half of the room had Spider-Man, Batman, and all other super-heroes on the wall while the other side had stuffed animals and baby toys. The room was a baby blue color filled with jungle animals. Pheobe turned off the light in the third room and walked to find the crying infant. She found the baby in her and Cole's room, the same room that she's had for years. It looked the same as always except for the changing table, rocking chair, and bassinet. She made her way to the bassinet and found the baby fussing inside. She picked him up and sat in the rocking chair in the corner. The infant looked newborn. He was only about a week old at the most.
"Where had she been today, hopefully not at work? Why would she leave her newborn son this early in his life? What kind of parent was she?" she thought. Pheobe rocked the baby gently and just stared at him. He also had Cole's beautiful eyes like their other children, and his hair color. Phoebe stood up as the baby's crying ceased. She walked around the room looking at pictures. A wedding photo of her and Cole sat on the dresser. It was a different picture than the wedding she remembered. They had probably gotten remarried after he had become fully human.
A stack of pictures sat on the night-stand beside the bed next to a photo-album. Pheobe laid the baby back in his bassinet and picked the pictures up. She could tell that Prue had been the one to take them. They were only from a day or so ago. They had been taken here at the manor. They were of the children playing and everyone having a good time. It looked like a party for the newest member of the family. There were tons of pictures of Potter. There was one that showed Phoebe and Cole standing in the doorway. Phoebe was holding the baby, who was wrapped up in a blue blanket lined in silk which had his name on it. Prue had gotten one of Piper and Leo kissing in the kitchen as Piper was making dinner. There was also a picture of her and Cole sitting on the couch together. Pheobe was lying in his lap and he bent down to kiss her. A picture of all five children together sat on the dresser waiting to be framed. They seemed so happy. Pheobe picked up the photo-album. As she opened it, she saw a picture that used to be Piper, Paige, and herself. Now it had only her and Piper. A piece of the picture had been ripped out. As she looked further into the book, she noticed that all of the pictures that had Paige in them were torn out.
"What is going on?" Phoebe whispered.
Her thoughts were cut short when the baby started crying again, only this time it was louder and more of a scream than a cry. She put the album on the bed and picked up the baby. He screamed even louder, now. By the time Pheobe saw what her son did, it was too late. She had already been hit. As she fell, she tried to protect the baby in her half-conscious state.
Hearing the noise, Cole, Prue, and Piper came running while Leo protected the children. They ran in as the demon moved closer to Pheobe and the baby. She lay unconscious on the ground. Potter was under her arms still screaming. Piper threw her hands up and the demon exploded into flames and disappeared as Cole and Prue ran to Pheobe and Potter. Cole picked up the baby, who was fine, and tried to wake his wife with no luck.
"Leo," Prue cried. He came running in and began to heal her. He put his hands over her head and a golden glow engulfed his hands. Pheobe gasped as she opened her eyes.
"The baby," she screamed sitting straight up.
"is fine," Cole finished showing her the baby boy. He helped her up and handed the baby to her. Benjamin and Wyatt both came running in the room.
"What happened?" Benjamin asked out of breath. "Uncle Leo told us to stay downstairs and din he wan upstairs," Benjamin said genuinely worried.
"Yeah," Wyatt interrupted. "We heard a noise and then daddy ran upstairs," the boy said, his words pronounced better than his cousin.
"Everything is fine, boys," Pheobe said walking over to them.
"But we heard something," Benjamin continued.
"Was it a demon?" Wyatt asked. Pheobe was stunned by this question.
"Yeah, sweetie, it was," Piper told him.
"Piper," Pheobe said.
"What? It's not like they don't know about demons," Piper said.
"Did he hurt you?" Wyatt asked his mother.
"No, he hurt aunt Pheobe," Piper told him trying to be calm for him.
"What?" Benjamin asked, his face turning pale. He ran to Pheobe.
"Mommy, are you okay?" he asked, his eyes filling with tears.
"Yes, baby, I'm fine," Pheobe told the little boy, his blue eyes looking straight into hers. Pheobe handed Potter to Cole and picked up her son trying to comfort him. He was extremely sensitive, which meant that he probably had Pheobe's empathic powers.
Benjamin jumped down a few minutes later, apparently feeling better. Cole walked over to Pheobe and handed Potter back to her. He was starting to fall asleep. He kissed Phoebe and then turned toward Benjamin.
"Ben, come help me downstairs with the little ones. I'll give you a piggyback ride," he bribed the child.
"Yay," cheered the child as Cole bent down to let Benjamin on his shoulders.
"What about me?" Wyatt asked jumping up and down. Cole thought he could put both boys in his shoulders as long as he held onto them tight. Once he was standing with both boys hoisted up on his broad shoulders, he walked over to the bed, where Pheobe was now sitting. The boys laughed as he walked around.
"You need to lie down and get some rest. I'll come and check on you in a few minutes," Cole said. She reached up and kissed him since he couldn't bend down, and then he started out of the room.
"We're gonna go look in the Book of Shadows," Prue said as she motioned for Piper and Leo to follow her.
"Here, I'll take Potter," Piper said holding her arms out.
"No. It's okay. He's fine," Pheobe said.
"Really because it's all right. I'll take him. I don't mind," Piper urged.
"No, really, it's okay. I can take care of my own son," Pheobe retorted.
"Well, you've never been alone with him this long," Leo said.
"What do you mean?" Pheobe asked.
"You don't remember?" Prue asked.
"No, what are you talking about?" she asked again.
"You had a premonition, when he was born, that he would die in your care, and that you couldn't stop it," Piper said.
"Oh," Pheobe said, clearly shocked.
"We've tried to help you get over your fear, but you were too afraid to be alone with him, afraid that your premonition would become reality," Leo put in.
"I'm glad that you're over your fear," Piper said. "Potter needs
you."
"We'll be in the attic if you need us," Prue said.
Cole walked to the conservatory, the boys still on his shoulders, and saw the little ones, Melinda and Chris, in the playpen. They were playing hide-and-go-seek. Melinda put her hands over her eyes and Chris would orb out whenever she was about to pull her hands away, so she couldn't see him when she opened her eyes. Cole laughed seeing this as he got on his knees to let Wyatt and Benjamin down. The boys immediately ran to the television.
"Boys, move back a little. You're gonna hurt your eyes," he explained picking up Melinda. The boys grumbled as they scooted backward. As soon as Cole picked up Melinda, Chris started to cry, so Cole picked him up, too. He could tell that the children were still hungry. They only ate a small portion before dinner was interrupted.
"Ben, Wyatt, will you help me clean the table?" he asked. "We can get fast-food if help," Cole pleaded still holding the toddlers.
"Okay, daddy. Come on Wyatt," Benjamin said standing up and pulling on his cousin's arm. The boys ran to the dining room as Cole followed still holding the little ones. He put them in their highchairs with a snack and then started cleaning.
"Wyatt, no magic for personal gain, remember," Cole told the boy as he used magic to orb the plates to the kitchen.
"All right," Wyatt grumbled as he picked up the plates by hand and started into the kitchen.
"What good is magic if I can't use it," Wyatt said quietly as he walked into the kitchen. Benjamin smiled. He was glad that Wyatt wasn't allowed to use his powers. Benjamin took after his mother, so he had passive powers - premonitions and empathy. He had recently developed levitation, but that came with the speech about how he couldn't use it unless it was an absolute emergency, so it made him feel better to know that his cousin couldn't use his powers either. Cole took the rest of the dishes into the kitchen and started to run water in the sink, so he could wash the dishes. Benjamin and Wyatt were cleaning up the food that had been thrown by the little ones during dinner.
"Daddy," Benjamin screamed. Cole ran in and saw a demon holding a fireball aimed straight at Ben.
Three rooms were added. She peeked in and saw that they were the children's rooms. One was Melinda's. It was lavender and was decorated fully for a toddler. It looked like Pheobe had decorated it for her baby. Fairies were all over the room. Dolls sat in a bay window and a handmade dollhouse was in the corner. The room right beside it was a little bigger. Benjamin's name was above his bed. One half of the room was full of stuffed animals, Batman, and Spider-Man. It looked like Benjamin was growing out of his toddler stage. The other half looked like it was being cleared out probably for Potter. The room was a sage color with blue everywhere.
Across the hall was the third room. Half of the room had Spider-Man, Batman, and all other super-heroes on the wall while the other side had stuffed animals and baby toys. The room was a baby blue color filled with jungle animals. Pheobe turned off the light in the third room and walked to find the crying infant. She found the baby in her and Cole's room, the same room that she's had for years. It looked the same as always except for the changing table, rocking chair, and bassinet. She made her way to the bassinet and found the baby fussing inside. She picked him up and sat in the rocking chair in the corner. The infant looked newborn. He was only about a week old at the most.
"Where had she been today, hopefully not at work? Why would she leave her newborn son this early in his life? What kind of parent was she?" she thought. Pheobe rocked the baby gently and just stared at him. He also had Cole's beautiful eyes like their other children, and his hair color. Phoebe stood up as the baby's crying ceased. She walked around the room looking at pictures. A wedding photo of her and Cole sat on the dresser. It was a different picture than the wedding she remembered. They had probably gotten remarried after he had become fully human.
A stack of pictures sat on the night-stand beside the bed next to a photo-album. Pheobe laid the baby back in his bassinet and picked the pictures up. She could tell that Prue had been the one to take them. They were only from a day or so ago. They had been taken here at the manor. They were of the children playing and everyone having a good time. It looked like a party for the newest member of the family. There were tons of pictures of Potter. There was one that showed Phoebe and Cole standing in the doorway. Phoebe was holding the baby, who was wrapped up in a blue blanket lined in silk which had his name on it. Prue had gotten one of Piper and Leo kissing in the kitchen as Piper was making dinner. There was also a picture of her and Cole sitting on the couch together. Pheobe was lying in his lap and he bent down to kiss her. A picture of all five children together sat on the dresser waiting to be framed. They seemed so happy. Pheobe picked up the photo-album. As she opened it, she saw a picture that used to be Piper, Paige, and herself. Now it had only her and Piper. A piece of the picture had been ripped out. As she looked further into the book, she noticed that all of the pictures that had Paige in them were torn out.
"What is going on?" Phoebe whispered.
Her thoughts were cut short when the baby started crying again, only this time it was louder and more of a scream than a cry. She put the album on the bed and picked up the baby. He screamed even louder, now. By the time Pheobe saw what her son did, it was too late. She had already been hit. As she fell, she tried to protect the baby in her half-conscious state.
Hearing the noise, Cole, Prue, and Piper came running while Leo protected the children. They ran in as the demon moved closer to Pheobe and the baby. She lay unconscious on the ground. Potter was under her arms still screaming. Piper threw her hands up and the demon exploded into flames and disappeared as Cole and Prue ran to Pheobe and Potter. Cole picked up the baby, who was fine, and tried to wake his wife with no luck.
"Leo," Prue cried. He came running in and began to heal her. He put his hands over her head and a golden glow engulfed his hands. Pheobe gasped as she opened her eyes.
"The baby," she screamed sitting straight up.
"is fine," Cole finished showing her the baby boy. He helped her up and handed the baby to her. Benjamin and Wyatt both came running in the room.
"What happened?" Benjamin asked out of breath. "Uncle Leo told us to stay downstairs and din he wan upstairs," Benjamin said genuinely worried.
"Yeah," Wyatt interrupted. "We heard a noise and then daddy ran upstairs," the boy said, his words pronounced better than his cousin.
"Everything is fine, boys," Pheobe said walking over to them.
"But we heard something," Benjamin continued.
"Was it a demon?" Wyatt asked. Pheobe was stunned by this question.
"Yeah, sweetie, it was," Piper told him.
"Piper," Pheobe said.
"What? It's not like they don't know about demons," Piper said.
"Did he hurt you?" Wyatt asked his mother.
"No, he hurt aunt Pheobe," Piper told him trying to be calm for him.
"What?" Benjamin asked, his face turning pale. He ran to Pheobe.
"Mommy, are you okay?" he asked, his eyes filling with tears.
"Yes, baby, I'm fine," Pheobe told the little boy, his blue eyes looking straight into hers. Pheobe handed Potter to Cole and picked up her son trying to comfort him. He was extremely sensitive, which meant that he probably had Pheobe's empathic powers.
Benjamin jumped down a few minutes later, apparently feeling better. Cole walked over to Pheobe and handed Potter back to her. He was starting to fall asleep. He kissed Phoebe and then turned toward Benjamin.
"Ben, come help me downstairs with the little ones. I'll give you a piggyback ride," he bribed the child.
"Yay," cheered the child as Cole bent down to let Benjamin on his shoulders.
"What about me?" Wyatt asked jumping up and down. Cole thought he could put both boys in his shoulders as long as he held onto them tight. Once he was standing with both boys hoisted up on his broad shoulders, he walked over to the bed, where Pheobe was now sitting. The boys laughed as he walked around.
"You need to lie down and get some rest. I'll come and check on you in a few minutes," Cole said. She reached up and kissed him since he couldn't bend down, and then he started out of the room.
"We're gonna go look in the Book of Shadows," Prue said as she motioned for Piper and Leo to follow her.
"Here, I'll take Potter," Piper said holding her arms out.
"No. It's okay. He's fine," Pheobe said.
"Really because it's all right. I'll take him. I don't mind," Piper urged.
"No, really, it's okay. I can take care of my own son," Pheobe retorted.
"Well, you've never been alone with him this long," Leo said.
"What do you mean?" Pheobe asked.
"You don't remember?" Prue asked.
"No, what are you talking about?" she asked again.
"You had a premonition, when he was born, that he would die in your care, and that you couldn't stop it," Piper said.
"Oh," Pheobe said, clearly shocked.
"We've tried to help you get over your fear, but you were too afraid to be alone with him, afraid that your premonition would become reality," Leo put in.
"I'm glad that you're over your fear," Piper said. "Potter needs
you."
"We'll be in the attic if you need us," Prue said.
Cole walked to the conservatory, the boys still on his shoulders, and saw the little ones, Melinda and Chris, in the playpen. They were playing hide-and-go-seek. Melinda put her hands over her eyes and Chris would orb out whenever she was about to pull her hands away, so she couldn't see him when she opened her eyes. Cole laughed seeing this as he got on his knees to let Wyatt and Benjamin down. The boys immediately ran to the television.
"Boys, move back a little. You're gonna hurt your eyes," he explained picking up Melinda. The boys grumbled as they scooted backward. As soon as Cole picked up Melinda, Chris started to cry, so Cole picked him up, too. He could tell that the children were still hungry. They only ate a small portion before dinner was interrupted.
"Ben, Wyatt, will you help me clean the table?" he asked. "We can get fast-food if help," Cole pleaded still holding the toddlers.
"Okay, daddy. Come on Wyatt," Benjamin said standing up and pulling on his cousin's arm. The boys ran to the dining room as Cole followed still holding the little ones. He put them in their highchairs with a snack and then started cleaning.
"Wyatt, no magic for personal gain, remember," Cole told the boy as he used magic to orb the plates to the kitchen.
"All right," Wyatt grumbled as he picked up the plates by hand and started into the kitchen.
"What good is magic if I can't use it," Wyatt said quietly as he walked into the kitchen. Benjamin smiled. He was glad that Wyatt wasn't allowed to use his powers. Benjamin took after his mother, so he had passive powers - premonitions and empathy. He had recently developed levitation, but that came with the speech about how he couldn't use it unless it was an absolute emergency, so it made him feel better to know that his cousin couldn't use his powers either. Cole took the rest of the dishes into the kitchen and started to run water in the sink, so he could wash the dishes. Benjamin and Wyatt were cleaning up the food that had been thrown by the little ones during dinner.
"Daddy," Benjamin screamed. Cole ran in and saw a demon holding a fireball aimed straight at Ben.