A/N: There was a little confusion again regarding what child belongs to whom. If you check in my profile, I have a list of characters that are in all my stories. It will explain who belongs to who, powers, ages, etc…

And by the way… I just have to mention this, because obviously if you all are reading this, then you love Charmed as much as me. WHAT THE HECK ARE THOSE BOOBS AT THE WB DOING KILLING OFF LEO LAST NIGHT! Phew… Okay, hopefully that's out of my system now.

Onward with the story!

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LAST TIME: Chris stood and faced his family. "Ok, look, about a month ago, Wyatt had this premonition…"

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Chris sat heavily in the big recliner that faced the couch. "We didn't want to worry anyone unnecessarily, so we didn't mention it to anyone. We figured, hell, we're both adults, we could handle it ourselves."

"Yeah, I mean, really. You know, if the Twice and Thrice Blessed witches couldn't handle one lousy premonition by themselves, that's pretty pathetic." Wyatt added, settling himself down next to his brother on the arm of the chair.

"You guys aren't invincible. None of us are. You know that we're most powerful together. When we all add our powers together is when we are most strong and the most effective. Why did you try to hide your premonition?" Phoebe asked, feeling hurt.

"It wasn't something we really made an effort to keep from you. It's just… everyone is so busy all the time. I mean, Mom has P3; Dad had his elder stuff plus Magic School classes. Aunt Paige had Magic School classes too, plus Uncle Jax and the girls to take care of. You have the paper, and Cole and the kids. It's just…Wyatt and I, we're not kids anymore. We're adults, and we didn't want keep acting like little kids running to you guys every single time the least little magic glitch happens. We know we're strongest together. But Wy and me, we're also really strong just the two of us. We figured it would just be a quick vanquish, and not a big deal. Plus, we really, really didn't want to worry you if we didn't have to." Chris looked up into the disappointed faces of his family and sighed heavily.

"Chris, I thought we'd established a long time ago, that we are never to busy for any of you. The club, Magic School, the paper…they will all wait. Our family comes first. It always has and it always will." Piper said softly with a hint of steel under her words.

"Mom, it's not that we thought you wouldn't care or that you wouldn't drop everything to help us. It's more that we really thought we could handle it on our own. Plus, like Chris said. We didn't want to worry you if it wasn't absolutely necessary. Especially not after Patrick." Wyatt explained hastily, hating the sad look on his mother's face.

Chris grinned, showing off his dimples. "But actually, if it makes you feel better, once Maya and Abby figured out what we were doing, they yelled at us and harassed us constantly to tell you guys."

"Maya and Abby know your big secret, and we don't? That sucks!" Patience cried out loudly.

"We know because we caught them interrogating a demon in our living room, Patience. Not because they were Lucy Loose Lips on the subject." Abby spoke from the doorway. Maya stood next to her, watching Chris closely.

"It was so hard for them. They wanted to tell you, but they also wanted to protect you. Chris said at one point that you'd spent his entire life trying to protect him, and that maybe it was time to return the favor." Maya added quietly.

"We tried to force them to tell you all. Nothing worked. And since, they both knew we'd never break their trust and go behind their backs, our hands were tied. All we could do is harass them to tell you." Abby finished.

"You should have told us yourself." Piper snapped at Abby.

"Piper, I'm sorry. Maybe I should have, a part of me even wishes I did. The truth is though, I love Wyatt. And I trust him, and his judgment. If he thinks what they were doing was right, then I wasn't going to betray his trust and tell you. I can't do that to him, any more than you could do it to Leo." Abby walked over to Wyatt, and gently rubbed her new husband's neck tenderly.

"Enough of this! What the heck is your big secret? What was the premonition? I swear you two drive me frickin' nuts!" Paisley ranted. The recliner both Chris and Wyatt were occupying exploded, sending bits of foam and fabric floating in the air as they both landed hard on the floor.

"PAISLEY!" both brothers yelled in frustration.

"Oops. Baby did it. Sorry." Paisley said sheepishly, biting her lip.

Maya started to giggle as Chris spit out a wad of foam that had lodged in his mouth somehow. Soon everyone was laughing except for Chris and Wyatt.

Wyatt looked at Abby, who was still standing next to the crumbled remains of the recliner biting her lips hard to keep from laughing aloud. "Even you, Mrs. Halliwell?" he asked, slightly irritated.

She couldn't hold back her laughter anymore, and dissolved into laughter, gasping out an explanation. "I just…the two most p…powerful witches in the w…world, are sitting on the f…floor covered in f…foam. And all b…beca…because of a b…baby that isn't even born yet!" She held her stomach as it started to ache from laughing.

Wyatt looked at Chris. "Somehow I'm not seeing the humor in the situation."

Chris looked back at his older brother. "Me neither. All I see is Maya and Abby just begging for a spanking. We get no respect."

Maya snorted at the fake threat. "Ha! I'd like to see you try it. You better have an army of thousands bucko, if you're thinking of spanking this!" she patted her butt playfully.

Chris finally chuckled, and stood up, extending his hand to Wyatt. He walked over to Paisley, knelt down and spoke directly to her stomach. "Bad baby. You're not supposed to blow up your cousins! That's not nice." He patted her stomach, and felt a hard kick beneath his hand. He laughed. "There's definitely a Halliwell in there…stubborn and vicious."

Wyatt quickly recited Paige's clean up spell, restoring the recliner, and sat back down.

"Seriously, guys. What's the premonition thing?" Paisley asked again, more calm this time.

"Wy saw your baby, Pais." Chris started gently.

"Oh no. Not the baby." Paisley wrapped her arms around her stomach protectively as Ryan instinctively held her closer.

"A demon was trying to kidnap the baby. It was on the same day you gave birth. For some reason, you were alone with only Ryan. You'd gone into labor, and Ryan was delivering the baby. A demon shimmered in just as you were pushing. Ryan yelled and managed to kill the demon, but he had to leave you to do it. You finished pushing, and the baby kind of…slid out. Seconds later two more demons shimmered in. They cut the cord with an athame, and stole your baby before you or Ryan could stop them. A few seconds later, the group of us orbed in, covered in demon blood, but we were all too late. Your baby was gone." Chris looked down, not wanting to see Paisley's face.

"A few minutes after I had my premonition, Chris got one too. This one was further in the future." Wyatt picked up the conversation. "Again, he saw your baby. Only this time, she was about 10 years old. She was evil. She had been trained by demons to kill good witches. He was trying to kill another little girl, a younger one. In the premonition, the other little girl said her name was Phoenix Halliwell. We haven't been able to figure out whose daughter she is yet. Your daughter killed her, Pais. Your little girl is going to be super powerful, and she's also going to be evil unless we can change it."

"E…evil? No, no that's not possible. She's a Halliwell. Good magic. Good, Wyatt! My baby is not born evil!" Paisley protested.

"Not born evil, Pais. But turned evil. I've been through the Book a thousand times, but I can't find the demons that took her. If we can figure out who they are, then we can figure out how they turned her, and how to keep it from happening." Chris explained.

"How could you keep this from me? Don't you think I had a right to know?" Paisley ranted. "I'm due in 10 days, Chris! That's not nearly long enough to find this demon and destroy him."

Phoebe got up and hugged her daughter. "Don't worry, Pais. Chris saved Wyatt from turning evil before. He can stop your baby from turning too. It's okay, we'll fix it." She turned to her nephews. "You should have come to us. This is too important for you guys to screw around with."

"Aunt Phoebe, we thought we could handle it. I'm sorry." Chris' voice was harsh and rough with regret and self-recrimination.

"Okay. Enough with the blame. We'll figure that out later. First things first. We've got to figure out a) what this demon is and b) how he turned her evil. We don't have a lot of time to do it in." Paige broke in.

"Paige is right. Chris, Wyatt, can you project your premonitions to the rest of us? Maybe one of us will recognize something about the demon." Piper looked at her boys, knowing that they felt horrible at keeping their secret, but at the same time were disgusted that they couldn't fix it on their own.

Wyatt nodded silently. He concentrated for a second, filing through his mind for the premonition before sending his mental image out. A magical screen appeared, much light a movie projector's screen, and Wyatt slowly exhaled as his premonition started playing.

"C'mon, Paisley. Push! I see the head. You're doing so good. Come on, one more." Ryan coached enthusiastically. Paisley groaned and visibly gathered her strength as she pushed again. A tall slender demon shimmered in behind Paisley. Ryan yelled and stood up, stepping away from Paisley, reaching into his back pocket for the ceremonial athame they were planning to use to cut the cord. He threw it, hitting the demon with precision accuracy, sending him up in flames. He turned around at Paisley's scream, and saw two demons standing over her and their newly born baby. One of the demons raised his hand, palm out, temporarily paralyzing Ryan. The other demon held a scrolled athame in his hand, severing the umbilical cord in a jagged cut. The remains of the cord attaching to the baby turned dark and leaked blood. The demon that had cut the cord picked up the baby and shimmered away silently as Paisley broke free from her paralysis and screamed heartbrokenly. A group of orbs sounded as the entire family orbed into the room, dripping in blood and sweat, to the realization that they were too late.

Wyatt's premonition ended, and Chris turned to the screen Wyatt had kept up and sent his own premonition to it.

A young girl stood on a playground. Bright yellow and blue slides with big red monkey bars stood silent in the background. The little girl was dressed in dark clothes, black pants and shoes, and a navy blue polo shirt. Her brown hair was pulled back in a severe ponytail, not letting any stray hairs fly around. A second girl entered the picture, this one in bright pink overalls with Tigger on the front and a sunny yellow shirt underneath. Her own brown hair was pulled into a sloppy set of pig tails, as she turned to the first girl. "Hi. I'm Phoenix. Phoenix Halliwell. Are you new here? I haven't seen you before."

"I know. You're the reason I'm here." The first girl answered coldly. "My mission was to find you, and eliminate you. Master says that you are the biggest weakness the Halliwells' have. Once you're gone, your dear old daddy won't know what to do!" the girl laughed chillingly, and plunged an athame into Phoenix's neck. She black orbed away as Phoenix whispered through her gurgling throat "daddy…help".

As Chris and Wyatt orbed in simultaneously, they watched as the Angel of Death led Phoenix away.

"Oh my God" Piper gasped, tears streaming down her face as she covered her mouth with her hands.