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Chapter 24: A Miracle

San Francisco Memorial Hospital

San Francisco, CA, USA

December 31, 2035

8:00 pm

"Mrs. Halliwell-Wyatt, are you up for some visitors?" the young blonde-haired nurse asks with a smile as she places a bowl of chicken noodle soup on the table next to the bed.

"Sure," Emily replies as lays back on the fluffy white hospital pillow and watches Dick Clark's New Year's Rocking Eve on the television.

"There isn't much to see, anyway," Emily says as she refers to stark white walls of the hospital.

However, she regrets it when she has a contraction just as an old lady with blue eyes enters the hospital room.

"You don't look very well, dear," the old lady says as she sits in the chair next to Wyatt beside Emily's hospital bed.

"What gave it away? The sweat dripping down my face? The hornet's nest on top of my head?" Emily replies.

"There's no need to be rude, dear," the old lady says.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude," Emily replies.

"No problem, dear," the old lady says.

Then, Emily takes another look at the old lady and asks, "Aren't you the lady I met on the airplane when I moved to San Francisco from Juliana Landings?"

"Guilty," the old lady answers.

"Thanks, for the money," Emily replies.

"You are welcome," the old lady says just as Emily has another contraction and Wyatt grabs her hand and tells her to push.

When the contraction ends, the old lady takes a deep breath and says, "Emily and Wyatt, this is not my true form."

Then, she drops her glamour.

"You are Aunt Prue," Wyatt says, surprised.

"Yes, I am, but I am also an Angel of Destiny. I have been sending you dreams of your potential destiny," Prue says.

Then, Prue orbs away, milliseconds before the doctor enters to ask how Emily is doing.

San Francisco Memorial Hospital

San Francisco, CA, USA

January 01, 2036

12:00 am

After four hours of labor, Emily gives birth to a healthy five-pound, blonde-haired, green-eyed baby girl just as the ball in Time Square on television drops and ushers in the New Year.

All of the Halliwells, Aisling, and Aisling's and Chris's one-year old daughter, Laura, who is happily sleeping on Chris' shoulder surround her.

"What are you going to name her?" Melinda asks Emily as she gestures toward the baby in Phoebe's arms.

"Christina Prudence Blake Halliwell-Wyatt in honor of Grandma Christina and Chris," Emily says aloud and silently adds and Aunt Prue for bringing Wyatt and me together in her mind.

Next, Chris calls the nurse into the hospital room and asks her to bring everyone a glass of orange juice. The nurse complies and returns with glasses of orange juice for everyone and promptly leaves. When the nurse leaves, Chris calls for a toast.

Everyone holds up his or her glass.

Then, Chris says, "To Christina and a happy and prosperous new year!"

"Here! Here!" everyone says as they clink glasses.

The End