Prue looked up to the large Mansion before them. She had agreed with Patty about leaving Phoebe with Brianna. This was too dangerous to risk any more of the Halliwell line. She had even tried to convince Patty to stay back but she would have no part of it.

As they knocked on the grand door before them Prue felt her senses go on alert. It was the same feeling she got right before they came up against a demon.

The door slowly opened as the creak sent shivers down Prue spine. What was it with a creaking door that always bothered her?

"May I help you?"

Prue looked up at the tall man before her. In a lot of ways he reminded her of the Lurch from The Addams Family. Even his monotone voice was the same.

"Um yes we came to speak with Mr. Turner," Patty said as she noticed Prue falter.

"This way," he replied as he ushered them into the mansion.

Prue noticed the large portraits on the walls as they walked through the mansion. She stopped when she noticed two portraits before her. One was of a family and the other of a small boy. She was more surprised at the one of the boy. As she couldn't believe that a child so small would sit still that long to have his portrait taken, but she did notice, no mistake about it, that the boy in the portrait was Cole.

"Please be seated. I'll send for Mr. Turner," he said as he left the room.

Prue looked around the room and took in the quality of the items that she saw. Only when she was at Buckland's did she appreciate such antiquities. Only now they were not antiques. They were of the present day.

"Daddy. Daddy?"

Prue turned to the small voice that was coming through the door.

"Daddy?" he asked again as he entered the room

Prue crouched down and looked at the small child, though bigger then little Phoebe, she could see that there was still a resemblance to the old Cole that she had known. "Hi there."

"Where's my daddy?"

"Oh he's on his way down. What's your name?"

"Colridge. Colridge Turner."

"Well Colridge how would you like to meet someone? Someone about your age that you can play with?"

At first he looked at her with hesitation but soon came to trust the woman before him, as he nodded his head.

Prue stood up and looked to Patty. "Take him to Brianna's and stay there. I'll handle his father."

"Prue."

"Patty please. You can not risk being hurt, or our line may end now instead of in my time. I still have a chance to save this. If you're killed then we all cease to exist," Prue said to her. "Please," was all she said after.

"Ok, but as soon as you sense the slightest bit of trouble, you leave."

"I will," Prue agreed as the two women hugged before Patty left with young Cole.

He stepped into his study and saw the back of the woman before him. He watched as she studied the large vase before her, unbeknownst to even her that he was there.

"It's Spanish. Late 17th century."

Prue spun around at the voice behind her and was surprised at the face that met her. Other then the beard, he was the spitting image of Cole.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you."

"That's ok," she said as he took a step forward. "Prue Halliwell"

"Senator Turner. How can I help you?"

"Actually it is how I can help you. It's about your son."

"Coleridge? What has happened? Is he ok?"

Prue could see the genuine concern in his eyes as he asked about his son "He is now, yes. I won't lie to you Mr. Turner. I know about your wife."

"What are you talking about?" he asked, though unable to hide the surprise that someone else knew his wife's true nature.

"I know she is a demon, and that she fell in love with you, and that she bore a son. A son that will be raised in the ways of evil."

"I don't know what you are talking about." he moved around towrds his desk.

"Mr. Turner. Your wife will betray you and she will take Cole to the Source. In doing so he will become the most powerful demon on the side of evil."

He looked at Prue with new understanding but yet not sure to believe her or not. "How do you…" he left the question unfinished as he made his way around the desk

Prue watched the confusion in the man's face and she could feel his self-esteem slipping as he sat down behind the desk. "Has your wife ever mentioned the Charmed Ones?"

"Yes, but only in passing. She was not concerned though, something about three sisters from a powerful family. She has told me several times that many of the more powerful witches she has known have not given birth to three girls."

"That is because they will not arrive in her time. They will arrive a little under 100 years from now."

"But how could you.."

"Know?" She finished for him,. "Because I am one of them. From the future. I need your help Mr. Turner and I need you to trust me."

"But my wife would never betray me. She has forsaken her evil side."

"I'm afraid not Mr. Turner. She will kill you and then take Cole to the underworld to serve the Source . The Source has great plans for your son."

"How do you know so much about this?" he questioned her. He couldn't believe that his wife would do that to him. She had promised him that she was through with her evil side.

"My sister gets premonitions. She saw it happen when she touched your tomb at your family's mausoleum."

He turned and looked up at the family portrait on the wall. "I know. Somehow I've always known she would. I can't let her take Cole. What do you need me to do?"

"You need to leave with me now. Cole is safe with a friend of mine, but it won't be long for his Mother to figure out where he is."

As Patty opened the door to her cousin's house, she called out for her daughter, "Phoebe honey?"

"Mommy! Mommy!" the three-year-old ran through the house and jumped into her mother's arms, showering her with kisses. "I missed you."

"Oh sweetie I missed you too."

"Did you get the bad person?"

"No honey, but Prue is going to take care of that," Patty explained to her inquisitive daughter. "I brought someone for you to play with," She said, as she crouched down still holding her daughter. "Phoebe this is Cole. He's going to stay with us for a few days."

Phoebe looked over at the boy, and as their eyes met she liked him immediately. Even though he was a little older then her and slightly bigger, then Phoebe was small for her age.

Phoebe stepped away from her mother and reached out for Cole's hand. "Come on, I'll show you the toy room. Auntie Brianna has all sorts of toys," Phoebe explained as she pulled the child after her.

Prue walked up the steps to Brianna's house. She had tried to explain as much as she could, without changing the past, to Mr. Turner. To her surprise he understood what she must do. She was there to vanquish his wife and the mother of his child.

As they sat around the living room area Phoebe came running in with little Cole right behind her.

"Woo. Slow down Phoebe," Prue said as she reached her arm out and caught the running child.

"Pwue you're back," she squealed as she hugged her new friend.

"Yeah I'm back. This is Cole's daddy." She pointed at Mr. Turner.

"Can Cole stay with us? I like him."

"We'll see my dear," he answered as he picked up his son. "Are you being a good boy?"

"Yes daddy. I like it here."

Prue watched as father and son chatted as little Phoebe got settled in on her lap. She looked down on the toddler and was once again reminded of the sisters she had lost and what she needed to do. Her thoughts were soon interrupted by the crashing of the front door bursting into flame.

"Where is my son?!"