A/N: So I fuddled some dates on the timeline here and there. We're gonna have fun.

Disclaimer: I don't own charmed or twilight, but I am having fun!

Third person POV 1987

Andy walked Prue up to her doorstep and gave her a passionate kiss. "I love you, Prue," Andy told her.

"I love you too Andy, but you're still going to Portland. At least we have tonight and the rest of the year," Prue said.

Little did they know there was something else they had too. Or should I say something they made together?

Time Skip * Three weeks later*

Grams finds Prue in the bathroom crying over a positive pregnancy test. "Andy left early for Portland Grams! I can't do this alone!" Prue cried.

"And you won't sweetheart." Grams promised.

Time Skip

Over the next nine months, Prue stayed home, and her sisters were excited to become aunts but were bound to secrecy by their grandmother.

During month eight Phoebe asked Prue "So what are you going to name her?"

"How about Paisley or Paxton?" Piper added.

"Actually, guys I'm thinking of going away from the P's. What do you guys think of Isabella? Prue asked.

"I like that! Plus, it's beautiful in Italian!" Phoebe said.

"Oh!" Prue felt a little kick in her belly. "Do you like that?" She said rubbing her belly and receiving another kick, "Little Isabella."

Just one week later Piper and Phoebe walked through the door, "Why do we have to go to school again?" Phoebe asks.

"So, you can make money farther down the line. Welcome home." Prue says coming around the corner to greet them while holding on to her lower back and biting her lip.

"Oh yeah! That makes sense. Hey, are you feeling, okay?" Phoebe asks.

"Yeah, I've just been having these Braxton hicks' contractions all day," Prue told them.

"Prue you should sit down let me get Grams," Piper says walking down the hall.

Right before Prue sits down her water breaks. Prue and Phoebe look down with wide eyes then look at each other as Grams comes in. "Well girls don't just stand there it's time to have this baby."

After three hours of screaming on Prue's part, and a very sore hand on Phoebe's part, little Isabella was brought into the world. Isabella had her dad's brown hair and surprisingly, "She has mom's brown eyes," Prue cries. "Hi Isabella, I'm your mom." Prue kissed her baby's soft head.

"Oh my god! Prue, you did amazing just look at her!" Phoebe said.

"She's so small," Piper said.

"She's beautiful Prue." Grams said with a sad smile and pulled out a sheet of paper. "Piper, Phoebe can you give us a moment?" Grams asked. The girls nodded their heads and left the room. "Prue, I need you to read this out, loud sweetheart." Grams hands the paper to Prue and steps back.

"I take your hands in mine,

And with my heart, I'll entwine.

Your powers I'll forever bind,

From now until the end of my time.

Grams I don't understand what this is?" Prue asked holding the paper.

"It's necessary. Leo?" Grams said in a slightly higher voice. A man suddenly appeared in bright blue and white lights. "May I hold my great-granddaughter?" Prue passes Isabella to Grams and Grams just cuddles her. "Isabella does suit her, doesn't it?" Grams asks sadly then nods to the man who hovers his hand over Prue as it starts to heal her. "Please make sure she keeps her name." Grams says as she hands Isabella to the man who instantly disappears as he came.

"Grams what's going where's Isabella?" Prue instantly starts to freak out.

"Thoughts. Beliefs, Ides, Truths, Images.

All of these you hold onto tightly,

What I now mention you will release.

You were never pregnant, and you never had a baby." Grams said with sorrow in her mind.

A fuzzy look came over Prue's eyes then sudden clarity. Prue looked around and saw she was on a table dressed in big clothes and lying on the table. "Um, Grams? What was I doing?" Prue asked confused.

"Honestly, I'm not sure either sweetheart, but could you wait here a moment?" Grams asked then left the room towards Phoebe and Piper.

Forks Washington

Charlie and Renee Swan were sitting down eating dinner and watching the game when they heard a knock on the door. "I'll get it, honey," Renee says and walks to the door. As Renee opens the door, she sees a trail of blue and white lights leaving her doorstep where a baby in a bassinet is sitting. "Oh my gosh! Charlie come here!" She picks up the baby who has a note attached to its onesie.

My name is Isabella. My mother loves me very much but can't give me the life I deserve. I was hoping you could.

How could someone possibly know that Charlie couldn't have kids? "Charlie She's a gift from the angels." Charlie came around and saw his wife holding a baby.

"Renee, where did she come from?" Charlie asked worried about the fact there was a child left alone on his step. What if no one answered the door? Renee handed him the note and he skimmed it. Charlie looked at Isabella and sighed "We'll have to figure out what to tell people."

"This is going to be a good thing I know it, Charlie," Renee said confidently.