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Howdy folks! Thanks for your fantasmatronic (Groovy word, huh?) reviews! Everyone seems to have loved the last chapter…I honestly thought it wasn't that good! Lol!

Peanut2lb- (it is meant to have a 2, right?) Yay, now I get to be the queen of Narnia and the Queen of Paigedom and angst! Lol! The incredible thing was I actually never thought the last chapter was very good, but it appears that everyone liked it:S I actually loved writing Barbus…maybe I'll bring him back! -ponders over plot ideas- I didn't quite understand why you thought Cole rocked though…I know he does, but last chapter he only had about 5 lines! Lol! I'll try and get some more action packed chapters up soon, but for now it's the calm before the storm (a very big storm…) I'm also glad you liked the Prue giving Andy her powers thing. That will be delved into deeper later on (yes- that means more Prue!) Thank you for the review!

Passions- Thanks for your email; I was a bit confused when you thought Decron was dead! Lol! Glad you liked it though! Thanks!

Prince Halliwell- Yes, Decron and Barbus are horrible. I intended them to be that way! Lol! Couldn't work out whether you were happy or angry about Cole's baby, but either way you'll have to wait and see about the powers and whether it's a boy or girl:P As with Phoebe's baby! Unfortunately, up here we don't get half term! I had two days off last week, but I explained in one of my reviews to you so… Paige's name isn't Halliwell-Anderson because Paige's last name was never Halliwell! Lol! It was Matthews and besides, the Andersons are respected in the magical community almost as much as the Halliwells! You won't have to wait long for the MJ subplot! Thanks!

Kay-thanks! And Woohoo! A new reviewer!

BlueOrbs998- I'm flattered! And flattery will get you…everywhere! Your review made my day! I know what you mean about it being hard to find a Paige centred fic, but I promise my plots for Piper and Phoebe are just as exciting and good ol' Paige will be there too! This one doesn't contain much Paige, but the focus will return to her in a few of chapters time. Thank you for all the compliments:D Laur does a happy highland fling!

I may have said it before but thank you so so so much for your encouraging reviews! They really inspire me! Next chapter should be up next Sunday. I'm trying my hardest not to disappoint you fantasmatronic reviewers!

This chapter starts almost half a year after the last at the end of February. Since the last chapter Phoebe and MJ have moved in with Jason. This chapter doesn't contain a lot of action, but I promise it will get exciting soon…and I'm still convinced everyone is going to want to kill me when it does! My flying monkeys forbid me to be nice and God only knows what they're capable of if I anger them! –Cowers in fear- lol!

Sorry if it's not up to my usual standard, but you could always review anyway! I that you enjoy it! Anyway, time for some major fluff!

Laur x

Chapter12- Weddings and Worries

Phoebe sighed happily and snuggled into Jason's torso. She traced his bare chest with her index finger and smiled lovingly at him. He returned the smile and leaned in to kiss her, almost nervously. Phoebe, noticing his sudden lack of confidence, pulled back and giggled.

"Why so scared?" She asked childishly.

"I'm under your spell." He told her, smiling slyly, but his usually radiant self-confidence was not shining through in his voice.

"Why Mr Dean, are you implying I would use my magic for personal gain?" Phoebe teased.

"Or course not Miss Halliwell. I have loved you since the day I laid eyes on you. I don't need magic to know how much you mean to me."

"I love you too baby!" She replied, finally accepting his kiss. "But, you're still nervous…"

"That's because your presence makes me weak at the knees." He replied, sliding off the bed and pulling on a pair of jeans. "Put some clothes on, there's something I want to show you."

"Okay…" Phoebe replied uncertainly.

As the middle charmed one slipped back into her black, silk nightie, Jason exited the room for a brief moment and appeared to be talking on the phone. Phoebe could not here what he was saying and this aroused her curiosity even further. She slipped into Jason's dark green, towline bathrobe and joined him outside the bedroom.

"Put this on," He said, handing her a blindfold.

"Why?" She questioned curiously, but nonetheless, slipped the blindfold over her eyes.

Jason smiled nervously and placed a hand in his jean pocket, checking once more that the box was still there. With the other hand he took a hold of Phoebe's and began to lead her down the corridor to where the balcony resided. A slight chill came through the open door and Jason's nerves grew more. He removed his had from his pocked and helped his blindfolded girlfriend through the glass door into the crisp, winter air.

Phoebe shivered as she stepped onto the balcony. Jason was being very mysterious and Phoebe was not one for surprises. She wanted more than anything to rip off the blindfold and see what it was Jason wanted to show her, but she loved him too much to spoil his surprise. Jason placed his girlfriend's hands onto a cold metal bar and she guessed she was facing out over the Golden Gate Bridge, due to the direction that the balcony faced. He planted a small, soft kiss on her neck and Phoebe's heart skipped a beat. His touch was so overpowering. Never had she loved a man this much but even though he had taken an empathy-blocking potion, Phoebe could sense he was nervous. The sound of a dialling phone met the ears of the middle charmed one and she heard Jason's hushed whisper say 'do it now'. Do what? She thought.

"I love you Phoebe," Jason said from behind her, "And I want to give you the world."

"I love you too." She replied, ever curious but giggling, "And you are my world."

"Phoebe, I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He began, "I want to grow old with you and have children with you and live in a big old house in the countryside. I want you to teach me about your magic and, heck, I even want a Siamese cat called Boris, as long as I own it with you!"

Phoebe's heart skipped a beat. Her gut told her what was coming and if she was correct, she already knew the answer. "On the count of three, remove your blindfold."

"Okay…"

"One," Phoebe's heart was racing and she longed just to turn and kiss the love of her life, but obeying his wishes, she stayed in place, "Two," This was it. She had no idea what she would see when she removed it but her fingers began trembling in anticipation as she moved them towards her face, waiting for the third count, "Three."

The blindfold was off within the blink of an eye. As she had expected, she was facing out over the Golden Gate Bridge, but she was unsure of the reason behind her being blindfolded. She was almost about to turn round when a large blast of colour caught her eye. Phoebe had always loved fireworks and the display that was going on over the Bay was the most magnificent she had ever seen.

"Jason?" She asked, utterly bewildered as to what was going on.

"Those are for you." He told her, his voice shaking in apprehension.

"Oh my god!" She exclaimed excitedly, finally understanding why they were on the balcony, "But why?" Of course, Phoebe had an inkling feeling of what Jason was going to do, but decided playing the fool would be more fun.

"Because I love you." He told her, "And I wanted this to be perfect."

Phoebe turned to face him and her breath caught in her throat as she realised why she had been blindfolded. Lining almost every inch of the balcony floor were candles and rose petals. On the small glass table resided a bottle of 'Callara Jensen', Phoebe's favourite wine and Jason was kneeling behind her. His eyes were closed and in his left hand he held an open box containing the most beautiful diamond ring Phoebe had ever seen.

"You mean the world to me Phoebe Halliwell," He said, "Will you marry me?"

Tears of joy prickled the corners of Phoebe's eyes. Her heart skipped a beat and she could not find the words to express how much she loved this man. She bent forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Yes," She said and with that one simple word, she was the happiest woman alive at that moment.

The two shared a passionate kiss and stood in each other's embrace as they watched the rest of Phoebe's fireworks. Nothing could have broken their love.

(AN- do you believe I'm not that mean to Phoebe now! Though writing this made me want to gag…lol!)

March 25th 2006- The day of Cole's wedding.

The month after the proposal was not very eventful as far as the lives of the charmed ones went. Of course, there had been demon attacks, but nothing so huge as to unnerve the witches. Ironically, the children were more of a problem than evil. On this particular March morning as the first rays of spring sunlight shone through the windows of the Halliwell Manor, it was no different. Between Laura's rendition of the vanishing spell, causing the spread of delicious food to disappear, Rachael coating Jason's head in ice and Andrew telekinetically throwing his breakfast at the wall, life with magical children was once again proving to be hectic.

For the parents, however, magic was not something they had needed to use a lot in the past six months. There had been a serious lack of demon attacks since September and, although they weren't complaining, it seemed a little odd. Piper counted it as a blessing and Paige said very little on the subject but Phoebe's theory had been that Decron was, in fact, the source and by him being killed, the underworld was in a complete shambles. Mark had attempted to convince her that this was not the case by saying that half a year was more than enough time to bring order back into the underworld, but with little succession. In his mind, even six months later, Decron's demise at the hands of Barbus had been too easy. Despite his serous belief in this, he dared say anything to anyone, especially his wife, knowing that it would spoil her happiness.

Since Rachael's birth in September, the Anderson's had become a lot closer as a family. Without the threat of Decron looming around every corner (although the thought always hung in Mark's mind), they had time to spend together. Rachael was growing at a rapid rate and was very much a Daddy's girl. She still remained cold to the touch and her cryokinesis was becoming somewhat of a nuisance to keep control of. Although she used her Wiccan powers on a regular basis, she had shown no sign of whitelighter ability. However, nobody questioned this because she was only one-quarter whitelighter and she appeared to have inherited most of her magic from Mark's side of the family. Another thing the five month old had inherited from her father was her dislike of Jason Dean. She would fuss whenever he held her and, much to Mark's amusement; she had tried to encase him in ice upon three occasions.

Phoebe, however, was convinced that Jason was going to make a very good father one day. He was very good with MJ, though little Melinda-Jayne was not too keen on either of her parents' respective partners. Danielle's pregnancy was something that intrigued the one and a half year old. She could not fully grasp that, although it was not Phoebe's baby, it was still going to be her brother and when somebody tried to explain it to her; MJ's demonic markings would never fail to show. This worried both Phoebe and Cole to a great extent and only recently had anyone noticed that both of MJ's powers were demonic. Frequently, Phoebe and Cole would find tiny scorch marks surrounding their daughter's crib in the mornings and she had still not grown out of throwing fireballs when she was angry or upset. Although her powers were inherited from her father's side, her personality was very much her mother's. Her talkativeness and friendliness were something that reminded everyone of Phoebe and often caused clashes between she and Laura.

Laura was blossoming into a very outgoing and extravagant little girl. Her refusal to wear anything that was not brightly coloured reflected this greatly and Mark found his daughter's flamboyance very much like his own as a child. Despite only being three years old, she seemed to have a very good way with words and she was also quite a nuisance with her tendency to make up spells. Paige and Mark, however, were very proud of their daughter's linguistic skills; something she had definitely inherited from her mother. With the exception of her curly hair and blue eyes, her appearance grew more and more like Paige's every day. Laura had become a very protective big sister; something Paige adored. Having grown up without her siblings, watching her daughters together overjoyed her and they both had the same effect on their mother as Prue and Andy did on theirs.

Prue, having almost reached the age of four, was growing into a very beautiful little girl. With her extreme self-confidence, she had proven to be quite popular with other children. Unlike her younger cousin and best friend Laura, she was very good at controlling her use of magic. She appeared to have been appropriately named after her Aunt Prue, and Piper constantly said that her daughter was like a mini version of her older sister. This was because of Prue's determination and headstrong attitude and although it often got her in trouble, it was a great asset to have as part of the Halliwell family. Prue, despite liking to think she was a 'big girl', would spend every minute of her spare time (when she was not causing havoc with Laura) with Piper or Leo. She seemed to have a certain admiration of her mother which nobody could ever break and even though she had a very strong likeness in personality to her deceased Aunt, her striking likeness to Piper would always be there too. She, like all other Warren descendents, was a caring older sister and had become very protective of Andy.

Andy, now one year old, though he was a little mommy's boy, was very fond of his father. Leo and Andy seemed to have a very special bond; not just a father/son bond, but a bond through their whitelighter blood. Leo was convinced that, although Andy had his Aunt Prue's Wiccan powers, his whitelighter half was more dominant. Piper agreed but also argued that it was because Leo was one of only two men amidst a very female populated household and Andrew preferred the company of males. Andy was a very quiet baby and always seemed to have a curious look of knowing about him: like he knew things beyond what he should. When asked, the elders posed the idea that by the transfer of powers, Andy had received some of Prue's essence. Piper thought this true, but whether it was because she liked the idea of Prue's spirit (even if only a miniscule part) being able to live on, or just because it made sense, she was unsure. The only little boy in the family for generations was definitely a handsome one. Although he had his fathers sandy hair, green eyes and strength in whitelighter powers, he was very much a Halliwell.

The Manor, as usual, was hectic during the hours leading up to Cole's wedding. The Charmed ones, their children and their respective partners were all getting ready and with Melinda-Jayne, Prue and Laura acting as flower girls, Piper and Paige were having trouble getting their girls to sit still long enough for them to get ready. Phoebe on the other hand, had no problem dressing MJ, but her daughter's sullen expression and unusual lack of energy was worrying her.

"What's the matter Pumpkin?" She asked, running the brush through her daughter's black hair. MJ looked at her mother wide eyed and responded with a shrug. "Aren't you excited about your Daddy's wedding?" Once again MJ looked her mother in the eye, but this time did not respond with even a gesture. However, Phoebe's motherly instincts were telling her that MJ's answer to the question was no. "Come give Mommy a hug?" This time, Melinda-Jayne's face lit up just a little. She jumped into her mother's outstretched arms and giggled.

"Mama?" She asked slowly, turning serious, "Danni mama too?" The curious and concerned expression that spread across MJ's small, round face melted Phoebe's heart. She was obviously too young to understand the 'step-mother' theory, but Phoebe did not want her daughter thinking that she had two real mothers.

"No Sweetie. She's going to be sort of like…an Aunty!"

"Danni bwuva mama?" Once again, the serious and very anxious expression appeared on the toddlers face.

"Yes." Phoebe replied, "But I'll always be your Mama, 'kay?"

"Uhu." MJ snuggled a little closer into Phoebe's embrace and the middle charmed one did not notice the black line appear across her daughter's eye, nor the single tear run down her face. "Wuv 'oo."

"I love you too baby, more than anything."

"Bowis?" She asked innocently, referring to Phoebe and Jason's new Siamese cat and pulling back to look her mother in the eye after making her demonic mark disappear.

"Yes sweetie, even more than Boris." Her mother replied with a smile.

In the next room, Piper was having a similarly loving moment with her children.

"Mam!" Andy giggled as he saw his favourite person enter the room.

"Hey there big guy! Don't you look handsome?"

"Plue!" He squealed pointing behind Piper at his elder sister who had just entered wearing her flower girl attire.

"Hi Andy!" Prue yelled excitedly from behind her mother. "Hi Mommy!"

"There's my beautiful little girl!" Piper said turning to face her daughter. "Look how pretty you are in your dress!" It was true. The little girl did look beautiful. Her long dark hair was in two braids and she wore a very elegant white dress, which made her look like a mini Cinderella.

"Like a princess?" Prue asked eagerly.

"Exactly like a princess. The most beautiful one in the entire kingdom, might I add! Did Aunt Phoebe help you put it on?"

"Nope, Aunty Paige." Replied the almost four-year-old with a sweet smile and blushing cheeks.

"She actually managed to get Laura dressed?"

"Yup!"

"Well, I'm sure all three of you look gorgeous!" Piper said and she smiled, remembering the time her Grams had told her the same thing when she, Prue and Phoebe had attended Grams' final wedding when Piper was four.

"Thank you." the little witch replied, turning crimson. "Mommy?"

"Yes?"

"I love you."

"I love you too sweetie." Piper replied, smiling widely as her energetic daughter skipped towards her brother's crib with her black pigtails bouncing as she did so. Both of her children had this effect on Piper. Just being in their presence would fill her with joy and it was a feeling the eldest charmed one cherished. "Both of you."

In the basement, Paige was getting ready with the help of her daughters. Mark was currently on his way to Cole's because he thought, as the best man; he should probably arrive on time for a change.

"There, how'd I look?" Paige asked, waving her arms above her head and twirling. Laura and Rachael were sitting together on their mother and father's bed.

"Pwetty!" Laura exclaimed. "I wants you'we dwess!"

"But flower girls don't wear green sweetie." Paige replied with an amused smile. Laura was not happy about having to wear white. "And you look more beautiful than ever in your own dress." Laura was wearing a dress which matched Prue's, and with her curls pulled back into a ponytail, she looked adorable.

"Thank you." Laura blushed and smiled, "Bootyful like Mommy! Wight Wachy?"

The six month old baby just clapped her hands and squealed, unable to form proper words. "See Mommy, Wachy is liking you're dwess betta too!"

"Well Rachael looks just as beautiful in her outfit as you do in yours and besides, I think my dress would be a little too big for you anyway honey, don't you?"

"We could magic it smallew?" Laura replied hopefully, "Please?"

"Sorry Pixie, no personal gain! But if it makes you feel any better, I wore that colour when I married your Daddy."

"Weally?" Laura asked, suddenly warming to the idea of a white dress. "I'm gonna wea' it when I is getting' mawwied too!"

"Oh, and who do you plan on marrying?" Paige asked with a smile at her daughter's sudden change of heart.

"Dat man fwom the Piwate movie!" She replied giggling and mocking her mother in a twirl.

"Johnny Depp?" Paige asked, slightly amused. "Great choice! But for now lets worry about your Uncle Cole's wedding. We can worry about yours when it comes- which won't be for a very long time yet…" Paige trailed off with a sigh as the realisation hit her. Her babies were growing up so fast and if her time with them continued to go by so quickly, Laura and Rachael would be moving out and getting married any day now.

"Whatsa matta?" Laura asked, picking up her baby sister and sitting on the bed next to Paige so that she could give her a hug.

"Nothing sweetie." She replied, smiling at her daughter's concern. "Just don't grow up too fast, 'kay?"

"We pwomise! But why Mommy?"

"Because if you get too big I won't be able to do this!" Paige grinned slyly, rose from her seat and began to tickle both of her daughters, causing them to laugh and wriggle on the bed in a bid for freedom. After five minutes of playing, she lay down on the bed with one daughter at each side, a huge smile spread across her face. Rachael crawled onto her mother's stomach and Laura grinned as she snuggled into Paige's arm.

"We loves you Mommy." Laura said happily and smiled a smile identical to her mother's.

"I love you too."

An hour later, the occupants of the Manor gathered in the back of church. Andy and Rachael sat dosing in their prams, whilst the three older cousins played ring around the roses, waiting for their time to walk down the aisle. The wedding was due to start any minute and the guests had packed the church. It was tremendously ironic that the man who had once been demon of the century was getting married in a place of god, but Cole Turner could not have been happier.

Cole stood next to Mark at the front of the church and smiled at Jason, Leo and the Charmed ones as they slipped in to the church with Rachael and Andy and took a seat next to a man he did not recognise. This meant that Laura, Prue and his darling Melinda-Jayne were almost ready to enter the church and the wedding march was about to begin. His stomach did a back flip as the organ started to play and he eagerly awaited his beautiful bride, who he had not seen for the past forty-eight hours.

Prue and Laura stood either side of MJ and each took one of her hands. The part-demon witch seemed almost reluctant to walk towards her father, as if not wanting the outcome of her doing so to happen, but when she saw how happy Cole looked, she gave in and smiled sweetly. The two eldest cousins gave their mothers a grin and a wave as they passed them at the back of the church, but MJ kept her eyes fixed firmly on the ground. Nobody could tell, but she was fighting very hard against her demonic tribal markings. She had to be happy for her Daddy. She was not going to be a bad girl.

Cole smiled at how adorable the girls looked- particularly Melinda-Jayne but his smile widened as Danielle entered. She was glowing with a radiant beauty and her huge, brown eyes lit up as she smiled a shy smile. Her dark hair hung in large curls around her petite face and she was dressed in a beautiful, off the shoulder, white dress. Despite being seven months pregnant, she was stunning. Although the Halliwells did not know this woman very well, they knew how happy she made Cole and could clearly see how happy he made her.

After she reached the altar and shared a hug with her elderly father, the wedding ceremony of Cole Turner and Danielle Sutherland began. The Charmed ones, however, were too distracted by the sudden odd behaviour of the three little flower girls to hear the exchanging of vows. MJ's face was buried in Prue's shoulder and Laura was rubbing her younger cousin's back as if in an attempt to calm her down. Fortunately, nobody appeared to have noticed apart from Mark, who was slowly edging towards his eldest daughter and nieces with a worried expression on his face.

Melinda-Jayne had finally lost her fight against the tribal marks. Prue had noticed and did everything she remembered her Aunt Phoebe doing last time they had appeared. However, she could not understand what had provoked them, as she knew they only appeared when her cousin was angry or upset. Of course, only MJ knew, but she was too young to express it to anyone; the constantly being surrounded by her cousins' parents, who loved each other, and moving between her own parents, who were in love with other people. Why couldn't her parents be in love? And how could Danielle's baby be her brother if Phoebe wasn't his mom?

"I pronounce you Husband and Wife," The priest announced, "You may kiss the bride."

As the church erupted into applause, Mark finally managed to make a dash towards the three little girls. MJ pulled back and faced her uncle and Mark stood in shock. He had never seen her markings so strong before. Encircling her entire right eye was a huge black mark. What usually appeared as a faint, black line was now as vivid as Belthazor's markings had been. Little MJ appeared to be fighting with all her might to get rid of them and now that her Uncle Mark was there she was having a little more success.

By the time Phoebe had fought through the crowd and reached her daughter, the markings had completely disappeared. She looked questioningly at her brother in law and then at her daughter who looked ready to fall asleep. Laura and Prue were looking sheepishly at MJ.

"What happened?" Phoebe asked urgently.

"I'm not exactly sure, but her markings looked pretty scary for a minute. Pixie, do you know what happened?"

"Nu-uh! She was okay 'til we getted up hewe!"

"And then she went funny and her pictures came up!" Prue explained.

"Is everything okay?" A new voice asked. Nobody recognised it, but to Mark it was distantly familiar. "I couldn't help but notice the commotion going on up here."

They turned to face the man, who was standing behind Phoebe with his hand outstretched in offer of a handshake. He looked perfectly normal other than the fact he was wearing a large pair of dark glasses. Mark couldn't help but find it odd, especially since the sun had disappeared and they were indoors, but he tried to shake off the unpleasant feeling this man was giving him.

"Everything's fine, thanks for asking." The nauctater replied coldly as Laura backed away from the mysterious man and closer to her father.

"Forgive me for not introducing myself. I'm Paul McFarland, a friend of Danielle's."

"Nice meeting you," Phoebe replied, accepting the handshake reluctantly. "If you don't mind, we were sort of in the middle of something…"

"Yes of course... see you soon." Before Paul McFarland began to walk away, he seemed to keep his gaze on Mark, though it was impossible to tell through his large sunglasses. He sauntered up the aisle with a curious smirk on his face and Mark's eyes followed him all the way to the back of the church.

"What a creep." He said quietly.

"He's scawey!" Laura agreed, snuggling into her father.

"He was just concerned." Phoebe argued before turning her attention back to Melinda-Jayne. "Sweetie, are you okay?"

"It huwts…" She replied with a sniff, though what hurt was unclear to anyone.

"Maybe this was a little too much for her to handle." Phoebe said. "I think we'll take her to see Daddy, then go home for some sleep. Okay honey?"

"Yup…" MJ looked a little disorientated and fell into her mother's arms sleepily. "Go see Daddy."

With MJ's comment Phoebe left for the back of the church in search of Cole. MJ's demonic side was becoming somewhat of a problem and everyone was getting worried about her. If it began to get more serious, the charmed ones were going to have to consider binding or stripping her powers and this was not something they wanted to resort to. However, all that they could do was wonder what caused it and how it could be stopped. And for now, they were going to celebrate Cole and Danielle's marriage and enjoy themselves. What they did not know was just how serious Melinda-Jayne's problem was going to get.

AN- Sooo…there we go! I hope it didn't suck too much! I finished writing this at 1:03 am last night so if my punctuation is sloppy please forgive me! And I just noticed I managed to write Cole's wedding without him speaking once…oops! Promise there will be more of him later! Trying to get over this stupid writers block, but it don't seem to be working! HMPH! And one thing which made me REALLY CONFUSED: I looked up charmed on IMDB and on the cast listings it came up with 'Aidel D. Herrera' playing a 'Josh Michael' from 2006onwards. Does this mean, charmed runs for a final season with a new character called Josh or are IMDB just getting my hopes up! Need answers! God damn Brad Kern! Anyways my pretties, until next time! (Don't forget to review!) Tallyho! Cheese Mobile- AWAY!

Laur xXx