Cole had managed to steer Phoebe and himself over towards the old, worn couch that nestled in the corner of the attic. He sat her down gently, his blue eyes unfocused as he tried to formulate a plan and explain himself at the same time.

"Cole? What do you mean?" Phoebe questioned, worried and confused.

Cole sighed and squinted his eyes, looking over her shoulder as he turned his body to face hers. "I want to try and get our son back, the one we lost to the Seer."

Phoebe shook her head, "Cole…how? I mean…he's gone, baby." Phoebe placed a hand on Cole's face tenderly, finally getting him to meet her brown eyes, "I don't understand Cole."

Cole took both of Phoebe's hands in his own, staring down at them he whispered, "Our baby was innocent, Phoebe…he didn't deserve to die like he did, he didn't even deserve to die, period."

"Cole, he died saving me…it's not possible." She whispered back.

"But it is Phoebe," Cole's head snapped up as his wet, blue eyes met hers, darting back and forth as he murmured, "Limbo. The answer lies in Limbo."

"Limbo? Cole you're starting to worry me…" Phoebe stated, her voice wavering as she fought back tears from a raw emotion.

"He's in Limbo, our son is in Limbo." Cole answered rhetorically.

Phoebe shook her head slowly, eyeing Cole's uncharacteristic antics carefully. She rubbed her thumb over his hand, trying to soothe him as he too fought back tears.

"We can save him. Don't you understand, Phoebe? We can save our little boy, he's an innocent and we must save him." Cole insisted, his voice still low.

"Cole…how?" she stressed, she didn't want him getting both of their hopes up in case they couldn't save their boy. She was devastated the first time, and she was sure he was too. They didn't need that heartbreak again if they could avoid it.

"We need to get into Limbo, we'll find him there. We'll bring him back."

Phoebe leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Cole's larger frame, cradling him. She ran a hand through his hair as she whispered into his ear, "Okay…we'll get our son back…okay…"

"Leo!" Phoebe called out, running down the stairs nearly dragging Cole behind her, their hands clasped tightly together.

Leo ran out of the kitchen worried, "What? What's wrong?"

"We're getting our son back." Cole stated, puffing his chest out as he caught his breath. Phoebe smiled and bit her bottom lip, nodding in agreement.

"Excuse me?" chorused Piper and Paige in unison.

"Phoebe and I are going to find a way into Limbo and get our son back." Cole repeated, shifting in his seat as he looked up at the towering confused sisters.

"He's right." Phoebe agreed, leaning back against Cole's chest, as she got comfortable on his lap. She felt secure and protected when he subconsciously wrapped his strong arms around her and held her close.

"I get that," Piper snapped, placing her hands on her hips, "When did you two decide this?"

"Just now, look, can we stop with the yelling? Either you guys can help us or not, Phoebe and I are going to get him with or without your help."

"We've made up our minds." Phoebe added.

Paige huffed and crossed her arms across her chest, blowing a strand of red hair from her pale face as she muttered, "I guess I'll help."

Piper turned on her heel and glared at Paige, "Are you crazy? This is crazy! You have no idea where in Limbo he is, or how to get there. Even if you did…how would you get out safely with him?"

Leo threw his hands up in the air and walked over towards his seething wife. He wrapped his arms around her and placed his head on her shoulder as he whispered, "Honey, you need to relax. They can do this, we can do this."

Piper, annoyed, wanted to blow her husband up but found herself relaxing into his embrace. She sighed and shook her head dejectedly, "Fine. I'll help."

Cole and Phoebe masked their twin grins as they gave each other small, pecking kisses. Paige made a noise in disgust as she said, "So, how we doing this?"

Cole cleared his throat when he broke away from Phoebe's small, fervent kisses.

"I think we should call on An-Ling to help us. She could get us there and back."

Everyone scoffed at the idea, even Phoebe, although she masked it better than the others. Cole knitted his dark eyebrows and asked, "What? How else are we going to get there? She was trained to do so, she knows how."

Slowly it began to make sense to everyone, Paige spoke up as she shrugged, "I guess it could work."

Leo nodded, loosening his warm hold on Piper as he asked, "How are you going to find her? She's not a witch, or demon. She's a mortal."

Cole hung his head slightly, squinting his blue eyes in concentration as he pursed his lips. "I was kinda hoping you girls could figure it out. I'm no good in this area."

Piper heaved a loud sigh, "Potions wouldn't do anything to help…scrying wouldn't help either…"

Paige perked up, "A spell?"

Phoebe shook her head, "Yeah, but what kind of spell?"

"How about to call a lost witch?" Paige asked, stepping forward some.

"But…she's not a witch." Cole said slowly, looking at Paige as if she had just sprouted two heads.

"I know that," she looked at everyone, they all stared back blankly, "We can rewrite it you know. Substitute witch with another word, or something."

"I guess…" Piper trailed off, still unsure.

"What else is there?" Phoebe asked Piper.

"Well, I don't know." Piper retorted, crossing her hands over her chest as she concentrated on their plan.

"I say we do it." Cole's sprightly voice drifted in the air, piercing the thick fog of quiet that seemed to have settled over the small group.

Phoebe jiggled with excitement in Cole's embrace, "I agree."

"I second." Paige stated, raising a hand in the air for emphasis.

Piper rolled her eyes, "Fine," she waved towards the doorway, "Let's go find us an An-Ling."

As Phoebe scurried off his lap and helped him up Cole added in a low voice, "Let's go in to the abyss."

TBC...

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