A/N. Thanks for the reviews, I'm glad you liked the last chapter.

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Chapter 22 – Three months later

The weak morning sunlight filtered through a gap in the curtain, and framed Phoebe with pale yellow light. She looked almost angelic, with her dark hair fanned around her face, a smile playing at her lips and her hands positioned protectively over her abdomen. As of yet, you couldn't tell Phoebe was pregnant, as she had no bump. The only give away was the way Phoebe's hands rarely left her stomach, and the grin that was permanently fixed on her face. She had never been so happy.

Next to her, Jason rolled out of bed and padded quietly to the bathroom. The buzz of the shower and Jason's humming could instantly be heard along with the chirping and twittering of the birds that resided in Precott Street. Twenty minutes later Jason emerged and tiptoed over to his still sleeping fiancée. He leaned over and gently pressed his lips to her forehead. As he pulled away, Phoebe's eyes snapped open.

"Hi," she greeted sleepily.

"Hey. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," Jason whispered, knowing that Phoebe couldn't handle his full-scale voice in her just-woken-up state. "This is the first morning since I've moved in here that you haven't been woken by morning sickness."

"You're right." Phoebe pushed herself up and stretched with a small moan. "It's the first morning since becoming pregnant."

"That's good." Jason kissed Phoebe sweetly on the nose.

"Yes, it is," Phoebe agreed. "I'm hungry," she announced, throwing off the covers and climbing out of bed.

"Then breakfast awaits you." Jason scooped Phoebe into his arms and carried her downstairs, Phoebe squealing in protest.

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Phoebe and Jason swept into the kitchen to find a dishevelled looking Piper desperately trying to feed a one-year-old Prue.

"Come on sweetie." Piper spooned up some disgusting lumpy mush and held it in front of Prue's mouth, which was firmly clamped shut. "It's good, see?" Piper deposited the food in her mouth and instantly gagged. She swallowed with a grimace and immediately took a swig of coffee. "Oh! That's disgusting, no wonder she's off her food!"

Phoebe, who was safely on the ground, and Jason both giggled as they seated themselves at the table.

"It's not funny," Piper growled. "She's completely off her food."

"Oh honey, that's normal. All babies go through it. You should see how many letters I get from worried parents with the same problem," Phoebe said sympathetically.

"Really?" Piper's face brightened.

Phoebe nodded. "Where're Ryan and Paige?"

"Paige is still in bed and Ryan's at work." Piper tried again, but Prue stilled refused her breakfast.

"Speaking of work, I've got to go." Jason pecked Phoebe on the cheek and rose. "Bye sweetie, I'll see you later."

"Bye. I'll see you at the office."

Jason scurried off.

Prue grinned mischievously and stuck a tiny hand into the jar of baby food. Before Piper could freeze it, a handful of orange much landed on her nose with a wet thud. Prue cackled hysterically, as if it was the funniest thing in the world. Phoebe, too, started laughing.

"You little monkey! Piper exclaimed to Prue. She got up and made her way over to the sink where she wiped off the glob. "You won't be laughing when this happens to you."

"Unfortunately she won't get the chance."

Piper spun around just in time to see Eef thrust an athame towards her younger sister. Phoebe inhaled sharply as the knife and half of Eef's arm travelled right through her body, as if it was no longer solid but ghost like

"You!" Piper screamed. Eef had not attacked for eight months. But now he was back.

"Haven't you figured out a way to vanquish me yet?" Eef taunted.

"My sisters and I will vanquish you," Phoebe promised, standing up from the table.

"The Power Of Three alone won't kill me," Eef said as if the idea was preposterous. He lunged for Prue, put her force field shot up. The Blessed One reached out a hand and Eef's right arm exploded. He flamed out with a roar of pain.

"Are you okay?" Piper rushed to her sister's side and lowered her back into the chair, apparently not having noticed her baby daughter had blown off the underworld's most powerful demon's arm.

"I'm fine," Phoebe answered shakily. "Thanks to my little baby."

"Yeah, what was that?"

"I think it was her power. Phasing; the ability to pass through solid objects, or to have them pass through you."

"Piper! Phoebe!" Paige's blood curling screams carried up from the basement below.

The two sisters shot from their seats and sprinted to the basement, leaving Prue alone but protected by her force field.

"Oh God," Piper muttered, trying to keep the fear out of her voice as she neared her baby sister.

Paige's sheets were soaked with crimson red blood. The youngest Charmed One clutched at her eight-month-pregnant belly in agony. Her face was deathly white and tears dribbled from the corners of her eyes.

"Something's wrong with the baby!" she wailed.

"Sweetie, calm down," Piper soothed, gripping Paige's hand. Her voice was calm and level but inside she was screaming. She couldn't watch one unborn niece be saved, just to watch another die.

"Leo!" Phoebe yelled, doing the only thing she could think of to help.

The whitelighter appeared. "What's wrong?"

"Paige needs healing," Phoebe replied.

Instantly Leo placed his hands over Paige's stomach and screwed his face up in concentration. No glow came.

"Why isn't it working?" Paige shrieked, her tears now pouring down her face more forcefully than the Amazon River.

"We need to get you to hospital," Leo said urgently. He scooped up Paige and orbed away, leaving Piper and Phoebe to ring Ryan and drive to the hospital.

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Eef screamed out in pain as the demon healer patted at his wound with a sticky black substance, much like tar. The sound reverberated and echoed around the large cave they sat in. Various ointments and potions were stacked on shelves that took up a large amount of room in the cavern.

"Watch what you're doing," Eef growled. "Or I'll take my services elsewhere.

"Just be grateful you could come to me at all. The Blessed One's powers grow stronger everyday. How do you plan to capture her without getting yourself killed?"

Eef's blue eyes glinted with malice. "I know exactly how."