First off I apologize for the long delay and I thank all of you that have read my story so far. I also appreciate your reviews.

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Chapter Three:

2005

PPOV

Phoebe was laying in bed tossing and turning. Her dark chocolate colored hair was splayed out on the pillow. She had been having trouble sleeping lately, and tonight was no different. She felt an emptiness, one that she had been longing to fill for some time. Phoebe loved her nephews, but she yearned for her own children. She had come so close to giving up on love and having a family, but she still had some hope left. After hours of contemplating her future, she finally fell asleep. Her dreams are a reprieve from reality. There was a brown-haired blue-eyed child running to the playground through the grass. "Come on Mama" the boy yelled as he continued running. Phoebe followed the boy to the swings. "Hurry up Mama we are running out of time." She placed him on the swing, "What do you mean?" She questioned.

"Dis is the only time we have to be togeter" he told Phoebe disappointedly.

"Why is that?" Phoebe truly didn't understand why she wouldn't spend all her time with this child, her child.

"Daddy says you can't be with us right now " He says sadly.

Phoebe squats down so she is eye-to-eye with him, "I promise I will do everything in my power to come back to you."

Suddenly, Phoebe was jerked awake breathing heavily and her body covered in sweat. Was that a dream or a premonition? She thought back to when she had had previous premonitions in her sleep and this kind of felt similar. Before she could stop herself she was in the attic. Her sisters would surely try to convince her it was a just a dream but she felt it in her heart, this was real. She couldn't scry for him, maybe she could try the 'To Call a Lost Witch' spell? Although that would only work if he was already born and she definitely wouldn't forget something like giving birth.

Phoebe wondered if the 'To Find a Lost Love' spell would work. What could it hurt? Phoebe decided to cast the spell before her sisters woke up. She set up the candles and everything then she wrote down the reversal spell and cast the spell.

Whither My Love

Wherever You Be

Through Time

And Space

Take My Heart

Nearer To Thee

Phoebe fell unconscious on a bunch of pillows laid out on the floor of the attic. She suddenly appeared in a dark apartment and Phoebe had no idea where she was. She stumbled through the darkness until she found the room of a little boy fast asleep. "I found you" Phoebe whispered. She just stood there for awhile when the boy stirred. He opened his eyes and looked at Phoebe. "Mama you are here, He said in a sleepy voice."

"I am," Phoebe said as she moved towards the bed and sat down. The boy crawled into her arms and Phoebe held him tight. It all felt so right. "Where is your Daddy?" Phoebe wondered out loud.

"Daddy seeps in his room." Phoebe Picked the boy up and walked towards the other bedroom and slowly opened the door anxious to know more about this child that calls her mama and who could possibly be his father. As soon as she got a good glimpse she gasped "COLE?!"