Phoebe heard voices coming from the other room. Cole must be having another meeting. I wish he would end it and come to bed, Phoebe thought feeling extremely annoyed. It was ten after midnight.

"My queen," came the voice of the Seer who had just appeared in her room. "Is everything alright."

"No," Phoebe replied irritated. "I thought Cole and agreed that he wasn't going to have anymore of these late meetings."

"These meetings are very important for your husband since he is the source. Besides, something has occurred recently that must be discussed."

"What is it?" What happened? Does it have anything to do with my sisters?"

"I thought your sisters were no concern of yours anymore." The Seer gave Phoebe a suspicious glance. "What your husband and his council are talking about is no concern of yours. All you need to worry about now is rest, especially in your condition. Now, drink this tonic and you will feel better."

"How many times do I have to tell you," Phoebe yelled angrily. "I don't need that damn tonic anymore. I chose to stand by my husband all on my own."

"Very well," the Seer replied. "I shall leave it here in case you change your mind." Moment later she was gone.

Phoebe couldn't help but wonder what the council was talking about. What bothered her the most was that the Seer didn't fully answer her question about her sisters. She knew that she had to let them go, but at the same time she didn't want anything bad to happen to them. Quietly, she crept up by the doorway, just enough so that she could what they were saying.

"My Lord, do you know if the rumors are true?" a demon inquired to Cole.

Cole paused for a moment but then answered, "If you are talking about one of the former charmed one's condition, then yes, it is true."

What condition? Phoebe thought. What are they talking about?

Her question was soon answered by her husband who then said, "It was prophesized that this child, born from a witch and a white-lighter, would become the most powerful force on earth, even more powerful than my heir."

What child? Phoebe wondered but then it hit her. A child that will be born from a witch and a white-lighter? Oh my God! It's Piper. She's pregnant!

Phoebe could no longer bear to hear any more. As quietly as possible she closed the door and through herself on top of the bed.

What am I going to do now? Cole and all of our demon followers will stop at nothing until they kill Piper and her unborn child. I can't let that happen. Distress was all Phoebe could feel at this moment. She knew that she could never leave her husband, but she couldn't let him kill her sister and her niece. Phoebe remembered that the child will be girl from a couple years ago when they traveled into the future. Unfortunately, she never got to see Piper's daughter because she was trapped in prison waiting to be burned at the stake the entire time she was there.

Phoebe shuddered. Even at this time, she could still remember the burning sensation of the flames against her skin. That was a moment she never wanted to experience again.

Oh, what am I going to do now, she thought but was unable to come up with a solution for this problem.