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I take it not many people are big fans of cliffhangers…figures! So I decided to give you a treat and update today. I'm really stuck on the chapter I'm currently writing (12). I have a plot, but my Muse seems to have gone on holiday with the monkeys… But anyway, thank you soooo much for the reviews! You all rock like cheese on a stick!

Wyatt333- Thanks! Here's the next instalment. About the third child-you'll see (glad to see sum1 still remembers that comment: it is important.) The baby's powers will be explored next chapter and there is a reason behind it having none. You picked up on MJ's demonic nature- very observant. It too, will be explored soon! I'll list the kids' powers under all my replies for you (soz if it was confusing).

Cutleryismyfriend- Thanks for your review! & I hope you enjoy getting rid of the 'twits'. I can imagine they are the same all over the world- I have many 'twits' in my school too!

Paige Halliwell- Yay a new reviewer! & I have another Mark fan :D! & An Anti-Phoebe too! Wow! Thanks for your reviews!

Jackie67- Ah, the only person to pick up on what Prue said! Well done! Thanks so much!

The Kids' Powers are as follows:

Prue- Telekinetic Orbing, levitating. She can also sense her mother and father.

Laura- freezing, blowing things up (though she can only do this when she's angry) and orbing.

MJ- fireballs and shimmering (note. These are both demonic.)

I'll give you all a look to the future and tell you the powers that are still to come: telepathy, telekinesis, premonitions, ice and fire-starting, some with whitelighter abilities also. (These are in no particular order.)

Anyways, I won't keep you in anticipation any longer! Enjoy! & Review…

Laur xXx

Chapter9-Oh Boy!

"It isn't polite not to answer me half-breed. Now turn round!"

Decron raised his hand and smacked Paige hard across the head. She spun round and went hurtling to the floor, landing awkwardly on her right wrist, which Paige was sure she felt snap. However, she ignored the pain and glared into Decron's one good eye, hoping that her fear would not show. How the heck had he known she was pregnant when she wasn't even sure herself?

"It's also not polite to hit a lady." She spat back. Her verbal insults were all she had now as she had discovered her witch powers were also disabled.

"Is that what you think you are? A lady? Where I come from half-breeds aren't considered as human!"

Paige was slightly taken aback. Decron had a slight hint of resentment in his voice. She decided to take this opportunity to provoke him even more- maybe if she could get him to shout, Mark would hear him. "Yeah, but where you come from, a cross between breeds is going to be too ugly to even consider it as an ogre!" The insult had not been particularly good, but it was riling the demon quite enough for Paige.

"Do you see Belthazor as human?" Decron hissed back, "Do you see me as human?"

"No I see you as a dem- wait? You're half human!" It suddenly dawned on Paige that he must have had some human blood in him to want to seek revenge for his brother's death. Why didn't she see it before?

"Oops. Did I let that slip? Pity you won't be able to share it with anyone. You'll be dead!"

Paige recoiled as Decron raised his hand. It was suddenly as if the world were playing in slow motion and a million thoughts came rushing through Paige's mind. She was terrified. Not of what Decron were going to do to her, but what he was going to do to her baby. She had never expected another, least not yet. A small glint of happiness shone through her fear and for a moment, Paige was imagining life with two children. The fireball that had now formed in the demon's large hand quashed this happy image. Her thoughts turned to Laura: if this was the end for Paige, she would be leaving behind the most precious thing in the entire world. She had to do something, but what? Decron would get her whatever she did. She and the baby were doomed.

"You know this seems sort of anti-climactic, don't you think?" Decron asked menacingly, he was bouncing his fireball up and down in his palm, bearing all of his rotting teeth in a grin. "And I'm pretty sure your whitelighter won't be able to heal you…I've blocked his orbing for twenty four hours- a little potion you've tried before Paige. And apparently you've been drinking Leo's water today because you can't orb either…pity; I was really looking forward to a chase. Now half-breed, any last requests?"

Of course, being a demon, Decron was not going to give Paige any of the last wishes she actually had. He raised his hand and hurled the fireball towards her cowering form. Paige had given in to her brave façade now: Decron had already won. She let the tears creep down her face and let out a blood-curling scream. The last thing she saw was Decron's malicious grin and then her world went black.

Phoebe slipped the coins into the payphone and dialled her father's number, balancing Prue on one hip.

"Hello, Victor Bennet speaking."

"Daddy!" Phoebe squealed.

"Phoebe, how nice to hear from you. How's Melinda-Jayne doing?"

"She's doing great dad, but your third niece is about to be born so I'm thinking she's the one you should be asking about."

"What- Piper's having the baby? Are you at Memorial? I'll be right there!"

"I'm sure Piper and little Amy will be waiting for you." Phoebe replied with a smile.

"Amy? Wasn't that the name of Leo's mother?"

"Yeah Dad, but I'm thinking you should get in your car and drive and not stand speaking to me all day."

"See you in half an hour."

"Bye"

With that, Phoebe hung up and returned her attention to the small glass panel in the wooden door where she could almost make out Leo's head. Piper howled in agony as she pushed again. Leo was by her side and she knew Phoebe was just outside the door talking with Victor on the payphone. She had been at the hospital for only fifteen minutes and already; the baby was half way out.

"I thought it would be easier with drugs!" Piper yelled, "Bunch of crap if you-" her sentence was cut short as she pushed again and let out another scream.

"You're doing fine honey." Leo tried to reassure her.

"Yes Mrs Halliwell-Wyatt, you're doing incredibly well. Only one more push."

Piper couldn't help but be gob smacked. She had apparently been fully dilated by the time they reached the hospital and whilst at P3, Piper had not even noticed. When the doctor told her that it was just one more push, she could almost feel Phoebe's envy through the door. Here goes nothing she thought and then the room filled with yet another ear piercing scream.

One minute later, the doctor was handing Piper and Leo a small bundle of crying blue blankets- wait BLUE!

"Congratulations. You have a boy!"

Piper and Leo stared in awe at their son, beaming. A boy. Nobody had been expecting that. However, the Halliwell-Wyatts could not have been more overjoyed. Now they had a daughter and a son. The first boy in the Halliwell family for generations and he was theirs. Tears were running down both their faces as they took in the marvellous sight of their son: piercing green eyes like his father, a tiny button nose, a mole just to the left of his mouth and a small tuft of mouse-brown hair on his head. He was a very handsome baby boy.

Mark dropped the wine glass on the floor and it shattered into thousands of pieces. He raced down the corridor to where he had just heard his wife's screams and charged through the small door. He saw Decron looming over Paige's motionless body and his heart shattered much like the glass.

"You BASTARD!" He screamed loudly, sending bolts of electricity towards the towering, pitch black, demon, "What have you done?"

Decron's lips twisted into an evil grin and stood, unaffected by Mark's powers. "It's not worth trying puny witch!" He hissed gleefully, "I am unvanquishable! Now there will be no second child! Let alone a third child! Good riddance Spanky!"

As Decron began to flame out, a fireball hurtled towards Mark, but he avoided it by inches. When only he and his wife's body remained, he dropped to his knees and sobbed over Paige. Her chest was bleeding uncontrollably and a trail of blood was trickling from her nose.

"Paige, you can do this! You can fight it!" He choked, wrapping her body in his arms, "I love you so much… I'm nothing without you!" He felt like the world had come crashing down around him. The only woman he had ever loved was gone and he wanted to curl up and die next to her. "Please don't go…"

That was when he felt it. It was incredibly faint, but Paige still had a pulse. Mark's tears subsided and he looked to the skies. "LEO!"

Prue had joined her family on the small hospital bed and was thinking long and hard about the decision her parents had asked her to make. After a lot of discussion, Piper and Leo had asked their daughter to think of a name for her brother. Somehow, they did not think that Amy Patricia Halliwell-Wyatt was going to do the trick, and there weren't a lot of males in the family for inspiration. Prue's eyes suddenly lit up and she giggled at her Aunt Phoebe.

"I likes Billy!" She declared. Since Phoebe had received the extended edition for christmas, 'Kill it Before it Dies' had not left the video player and Prue had picked up on Phoebe's liking of Billy Applebee.

"Hmm," Leo contemplated, "William?"

"I dated a Billy once…sorry honey that's a no-no!"

"But Mommy, what goes good with Prue?"

That was when it hit Piper. She had a sudden epiphany and her eyes lit up with glee. "Prudence Louise Halliwell-Wyatt, you are a genius!" She squealed. 'What goes good with Prue?' There was only one answer to this question and it was the perfect one. When considering all of the male influences in her life, Piper, somehow, had forgotten this man. "Andy!" She beamed. Andrew Trudeau had been the love of her older sister's life and he had died saving the sisters; this was the perfect way to commemorate him. "Andrew Victor Halliwell –Wyatt!"

Leo's pleased expression soon dropped and he jumped off the bed, almost forgetting about the tiny baby in his arms. His heart raced in panic as he realised he still could not orb. "Paige needs healing!" He told the room urgently. "And I can't orb!"

Before anyone could ask what was wrong or give a possible solution, Leo had disappeared in a cloud of bright lights. Apparently their worries of the baby having absolutely no powers were unnecessary. He arrived in the back room of P3 where he noticed Mark kneeling on the floor, covered in blood and leaning over his wife's body.

"Heal her NOW!" He screamed loudly, causing Andy to cry. "Sorry but…"

"It's okay, I understand. Hold him for me will you?" Leo passed his son to Mark and began to heap Paige straight away.

Relief washed over Mark as Paige's wound decreased and her chest began to rise and fall, then something registered in his mind. "You had a boy?" Now that he was sure Paige was going to be okay, he took a moment to look at the tiny baby he held in his arms. He looked a lot like Piper, but he had Leo's eyes and sandy hair.

"Yeah." Leo replied beaming with pride, "Andrew."

"Andrew who?" Paige asked, sitting up and rubbing her eyes when a sudden realisation dawned on her and she remembered what happened. "Leo, heal my stomach!" She yelled urgently.

"Don't worry Paige, I sensed another life in there and already did. Congratulations."

Paige leapt to her feet and ignored the pain in her broken wrist, which Leo had not yet healed and went to wrap her arms around Mark. She stopped when she saw the baby and let out a squeal of delight.

"You had a boy?"

"Yep, I think we need to get back to Piper if you guys don't mind."

"Sure," Mark handed Andy back to Leo and wrapped Paige up in his arms, not ever wanting to let go. "I thought I'd lost you!" He removed his head from the top of hers and looked her in the eyes, "Both of you…apparently!" His smile widened and he had never loved Paige more in his life. "Don't ever do that to me again!"

"I can't promise that," Paige replied and her expression saddened greatly, "Decron won't stop until I'm dead." She began to tremble and Mark tightened his embrace, as if his arms would protect her from all dangers. "I'm scared Mark."

"Don't be," He said bravely, but was hiding his own fear, "I'll always be here to protect you."

"Um…you guys?" Leo interrupted timidly, "Can we get going?"

"Sorry Leo," Paige said, brushing away her tears with her left hand, as her right was still broken. "I guess my nephew- god that sounded weird- well I guess he had powers after all."

"Whitelighter powers, at least…"

The four disappeared in white lights and reappeared moments later in a hospital bathroom. Leo opened the door to reveal Piper's room and waved at his wife, daughter and father-in-law. He carried the tiny baby back to his mother and left Paige and Mark alone again.

Paige had broken down upon their arrival at the hospital. Piper left Andy and Prue in the care of Victor and Leo and she and Phoebe made there way over to their sister, Phoebe placing a concerned hand on Paige's shoulder. She had no doubt who was behind this and she was pissed. Decron ruined every happy moment for Paige and according to Leo, had just ruined the discovery of her second pregnancy.

They ushered Paige over to the armchair in the corner of the room where she choked out the entire story. Mark did not let go of his wife's hand once. Once she had explained everything and Leo had healed her wrist, Paige ordered Leo and Prue to go and pick up Laura. By this time it was eleven thirty and ten minutes after Laura's arrival, mother and daughter drifted to sleep in Mark's protective embrace.

Paige awoke early the next morning after some advice from her mothers- both of them. Rachael Matthews and Patricia Halliwell had appeared in her dream and talked her through her current situation, giving advice only mothers' could give. Of course, Paige was feeling a lot better now that she had spoken to both of her mothers, but was slightly shocked to find herself in the Manor. She was on the loveseat in the basement and she could make out the reflection of her husband getting dressed in the mirror. Laura's head was resting on Paige's lap and her tiny hands were running over her mother's stomach.

"Mommy?" She asked, "How'd baby get there?"

"Um…Ask Aunt Phoebe, okay Pixie?"

"Otay."

"Um, Pixie, how did Mommy get home from the hospital?"

"I orbdid you!" she replied proudly.

Laura continued to stare curiously at her mother's stomach, mumbling to herself and occasionally giggling when she caught Paige's eye. Meanwhile, Mark had made his way over to the loveseat and had his arm wrapped around his wife's waist.

"Are you okay sweetheart?" He whispered in her ear, concerned that his wife was still in shock.

"I'm not going to be 'okay' until he's gone for good." Paige replied. Despite her mothers' advice and reassurance, she could still not let go of her fear for Decron. "But he's not going to stop me living my life. Pretty soon we'll have two kids to protect and we need to be there for them both, y'know?"

Mark's mind suddenly jumped back to the night before. Decron had said something about the second child, and the third, but what? He kicked himself mentally and fought hard to remember, but he had been so grief stricken by finding Paige almost dead that everything was just a blur. He knew that Decron had mentioned something, but for now he was going to enjoy his family.

"I know that Decron is a threat to us, but for now, I'm happy." Paige continued. She smiled and relaxed into her husband's warm embrace. Laura joined the hug and the Anderson family sat together enjoying some quality family time.

Upstairs, Leo had just joined his wife and children on the couch. He, much like Mark, had them in a protective embrace and he was smiling a fatherly smile. Prue shuffled onto her father's knee and stared lovingly at her baby brother, who was sound asleep in his mother's arms. Piper too, was nodding off after being kept awake all night by a crying baby boy and a deep concern for her youngest sister. Leo basked in his family's happiness and kissed the top of Prue's head.

"I love you guys," He whispered.

"We love you too," Piper replied sleepily, though genuinely. Even though her worry for the Andersons was prominent in her mind, she had never been happier. She smiled, taking in the scene around her: the love of her life, their beautiful two and a half year old daughter and their sleeping twelve hour old son; perfect.

Across town, unknown to Phoebe, a new chapter of her life was just beginning. She wheeled the stroller into the Bay Mirror and she most certainly did not need a premonition to know what Elise's reaction was going to be. Her new boss was due to arrive today and bringing Melinda-Jayne to work with her was not likely to get her on his good side. However, as long as she was going to hand her column in on time, she hoped that Mr Dean's policies on babies in the workplace would not affect her negatively. (AN- I know a lot of people don't like Jason, but I thought he and Phoebe were cute together.)

As usual when she brought MJ to work, she was greeted by affectionate 'aww's of female employees. She stopped to explain why she was late to her assistant and tried desperately to avoid Elise's glare.

"I'm so sorry I'm late! Piper had the baby last night and I had to drive her home from hospital this morning."

"Another girl, right?" Jenna, her assistant, replied. Apparently everyone had noticed the strange amounts of girls born into the Halliwell family.

"Nope. Andrew Victor Halliwell-Wyatt, eight pounds ten ounces. First boy in generations!"

"How many of you are in that house now?"

"Um…nine. I guess it will be ten soon though because Paige is pregnant, but we'll be one short whenever MJ goes to visit her dad."

"So you're divorced then?" A new voice asked.

Phoebe spun round to come face to face with the most handsome man she had seen since…ever! He had mouse-brown curls and big blue eyes which twinkled with a childlike innocence. He was smiling at Phoebe and she couldn't help but smile back when her empathy powers picked up that he thought she was gorgeous.

"Um, actually we were never married…" Phoebe told the stranger, hoping he did not think she was a slut. (AN-Do you need to ask what was going through my mind when I wrote that? Lol!) "But we were together. Not anymore though."

"Well, normally I wouldn't want babies in the office, but under the circumstances I'm sure I can forgive my new favourite advice columnist. You are Phoebe Halliwell, right?"

"Oh my God! You're Mr Dean?"

"Jason, please,"

Wow, that… that's some weird stuff because you're really... young!"

"I'm glad someone considers thirty-five as young! My sister is frequently telling me I'm old! Now that little cutie on the other hand- how old?"

"Five months on the sixteenth." Phoebe replied, "I don't normally bring her in but her Dad had a meeting and my sister just had a baby so…"

"It's fine really, just don't make a habit of it. There's already one beautiful woman here to distract the employees."

"Thanks…" Phoebe blushed crimson and avoided the stare of her giggling assistant. Jason Dead was hitting on her and the fact that she was a single mother of a five-month-old baby was not putting him off. "I, um…I've just got to hand in my column."

Phoebe left MJ under the watch of Jenna and slipped into Elise's office where she let out a whistle and fanned herself with her column. "Whoa, I'm diggin' the new boss!" She told Elise, blushing.

"And from what I heard out there, he's 'digging' you too." Elise replied slyly, "Is this your column?"

"Yeah…"

Phoebe handed over the sheet of paper she was holding and made her way back to her own office. Her smile broadened as she saw Jason Dean lean over the pram and play with her daughter. MJ was laughing and apparently did not disapprove of her mother's new love interest.

"So, um, Mr Dean?"

"Jason."

"Jason, would you like a tour?"

"Of course." He replied, "And if you'll be the one giving the tour then even better,"

Once again, Phoebe left her daughter under the watchful eye of her assistant, took Jason's arm and led him out of the cubical. This was going to be the beginning of a beautiful friendship…or perhaps something more.

AN- You like? I HAD to put some P/L fluff in this chap! It was killing me! My Piper plot line isn't coming up for a while and I just felt that this chapter would be the perfect place for fluff! I strongly hope my muse returns soon! Anyways, please review and you will all be blessed with cheese! See y'all next Sunday!

Laur x

PS. How Scrumptious was Agent Brody on Thursday's episode? YUM!