A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I hope you like this chapter!
Chapter Eight
The Emotions Of An Empath
Phoebe slammed her bedroom door shut and locked it. With a sob, she wrenched open her dresser and pulled out a framed photograph of her and Cole that she kept hidden underneath her underwear. As soon as she touched it she was pulled into a horrifying premonition:
"Last time, Belthazor, where's Jade?" Fleur asked furiously.
"I'll…never…tell you," Cole hissed, opening his eyes weakly.
"Tell me where she is!" Fleur screamed, picking up the sword.
"Go…to…hell," Cole whispered. With an angry yell, Jade thrust the sword deep into his chest and watched with satisfaction as he let out a gasp, taking his last breath.
Phoebe cried out in, tears spilling from her brown eyes as the image of Fleur killing Cole replayed over and over again in her head. "No, no, no!" She screamed, falling to her knees, dropping the photograph. The frame shattered, splinters of glass scattering across her carpet, cutting her shaking hands.
"Please, no," She sobbed, locks of shiny brown hair falling out of her ponytail and flying into her blood-shot eyes. She noticed a flurry of blue and white orbs appear in front of her to form Paige, but she didn't even look up.
"Phoebe, what's wrong?" Paige demanded, kneeling down next to her sister. "Phoebe?" Phoebe looked up, breathing heavily as tears mixed with mascara streamed down her face.
"He's dead, Paige," She choked out. "Cole's dead. I just got a premonition. Fleur killed him." Phoebe didn't even need her powers as an empath to know that Paige didn't care about Cole's dead. But Paige still pulled her older sister into a hug and stroked her hair lovingly.
"I'm sorry, Pheebs," She said genuinely. "You know that I never liked him, but I know how much he meant to you. You really loved him."
"I still do!" Phoebe cried. "How am I supposed to get over this? I love Alexander, I really do, but what I feel for him is nothing compared to what I feel for Cole. You know that! Cole was my first true love! How the hell am I supposed to move on? I know that you, Prue and Piper won't grieve, but I will!" Paige tried desperately to hold back her tears at the sight of her sister like this. There was no love between her and Cole, but she did love her sister. And it killed her to see Phoebe like this.
"Phoebe, look at me," Paige said so firmly that Phoebe's head shot up to look at her younger sister. "Think about that little girl downstairs and what she's going through. She must know that her daddy's dead and she may not show it, but I bet she's crying out inside. She must know how much Cole loved you and I bet she knows that you're all she has now. As much as you may hate her because she's trying to kill your niece, she's the only thing of Cole's you have left. And she could be yours too. Think about it, Pheebs." And with that, she orbed out.
Down in the Underworld, Fleur waited impatiently for the Oracle to tell her what she had foreseen.
"Well, it seems that Belthazor left the Dark Princess with the Charmed Ones before he foolishly tried to kill you," The Oracle said in her mystical voice. "She's already failed to kill the Angel of Light and it would be wise of you to take her from their home before they kill her."
"No," The blonde demoness said suddenly. "Wouldn't it be better if I let her grow up with the Charmed Ones and then turn her evil when she's got her full powers? She'll know the Charmed Ones and the Angel of Light well enough to kill them." The Oracle smiled.
"Perfect, my Queen," She said softly and shimmered out.
"Auntie Piper, can we go to Magic School now?" Five-year-old Paisley Halliwell-Brody begged. "Please, please, please, please!" Piper sighed, pulling on her fitted dark blue jacket.
"Paisley, I already told you, we're going now!" The time-freezing Charmed One replied in the sweetest voice she could muster. "Now where's Payton?"
"Me is ready!" A little voice from the doorway said. Piper turned to see her daughter stood there in her pink fairy outfit with wings and all. Piper groaned in frustration.
"Sweetie, you can't wear your fairy outfit to Magic School!" Piper said, trying as hard as she could to hide the annoyance in her voice. Payton pouted, playing with her short braids.
"But it's purty!" The little witch-lighter protested. "Peas, Mommy!"
"You mean please, sweetie," Piper replied with a smile. Payton shrugged and grabbed her pink jacket.
"Please, Mommy!" She pleaded. She glanced at Paisley who joined in with a giggle.
"Please, please, please, please, please!" The two mischievous Blessed Ones said loudly. Piper rolled her eyes. "Okay, you two win!" She replied, holding up her hands in defeat. Payton cheered, jumping up and down in her glittery bubblegum pink Wellington boots.
"Leo!" Piper yelled and in a flurry of orbs, her husband appeared.
"Daddy!" Payton squealed, clinging onto his leg. Leo raised his eyebrows, running his fingers through his short sandy blonde hair.
"Magic School?" He asked as Paisley grabbed his hand. Piper nodded, holding his other hand. And in a flurry of blue and white lights, they disappeared.
Meanwhile, Kyle flung open the door to the Halliwell Manor and stormed out, still fuming from his argument with Paige. He unlocked his silver Mercedes and climbed in, slamming the door shut as he drove off.
God, I need a break from all this madness, He thought, that paying attention to the road. Next thing he knew a pretty redhead was walking out into the street and the lights were on red. He swerved, slamming his breaks down as he nearly crashed into the sidewalk. The redhead stared at him in shock as he climbed out of the car, apologizing over and over again until he noticed that the woman was still staring at him.
"Kyle?" She gasped. "Kyle Brody?" And that was when it hit him.
"Lorrie?" He exclaimed. "What are you doing here? How's Tamara?" Lorrie Milano smiled at him, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. She was even more beautiful than ever with thick red hair that fell to her waist in soft curls and her flawless pale skin. Her lips were full and sparkling with cherry scented lipgloss and her bright grass-green eyes were glistening with tears of joy. The next thing Kyle knew, he was being pulled into a hug and the scent of her Chanel perfume overwhelming him.
"We're visiting my folks," Lorrie replied with a tinkling laugh as the embrace ended. "Tammy's gorgeous, Kyle, you should see her. She's grown so much. How come you stopped sending her birthday cards?" Kyle stared at the floor sheepishly.
"I've been busy with work," He mumbled. "And trying to find out who killed my parents and everything." Lorrie smiled and punched his arm playfully.
"Must be hard being a fed, hey?" She said quietly. "So what have you been doing in, ooh, the last six or so years?" Kyle grinned. If only she knew…
"Well, I met someone," He replied, knowing that he could only tell her half of what had happened in his life. I mean, how could he tell Lorrie that he'd died twice since he last saw her?
"Who?" Lorrie asked, her face showing no sign of emotions.
"Her name is Paige Matthews, well Paige Brody now," Kyle said with a silly grin as he thought back to his wedding day. It was certainly not a day he would forget with his sister-in-law being kidnapped and giving birth in their attic. "We have a five-year-old daughter together. Her name's Paisley Samantha Halliwell-Brody." Lorrie raised one eyebrow.
"Why didn't you tell me?" She said with a genuine smile. "Tamara would be thrilled to know that she had a baby sister!"
A/N: Oooh, so Kyle has a daughter that no one knew about, hey? I was thinking about the fact that no one really knows much about Kyle's life before he met the Charmed Ones and everything so I thought I'd introduce some people from his past. Like his daughter and ex-fiancé! Dun dun dun! Anyway, I hoped you like Phoebe's display of emotions and Paige comforting her and everything. Don't you think Payton is so adorable? Review please!
Next chapter: Kyle introduces Paige to Lorrie and Tamara, it's Paisley's and Payton's first day at Magic School and Phoebe and Jade have a heart-to-heart.
Oh, and here are Jade's and Alexandra's powers:
Jade Turner, age 6: Shimmering, fireballs balls, conjuring, telepathy.
Alexandra Trudeau, age two weeks and three days: Hasn't shown any powers yet, but will receive her telekinesis soon.