Here is the next chapter:)

I'm also looking for someone who would like to make a cool intro movie for this story. If you want to make it please let me know:)
Characters that should be featured are: Cole, Prue, Matt, Gwen, Jack, C.J, Hecate and Gain. And maybe somekind of special guest by the older Phoebe. The titel can just be charmed, as Prue is getting charmed by Cole;)

Enjoy the next chapter and if you see mistakes please let me know, i'm still trying to improve my english writing (i'm dutch).

Chapter 4

Gwen Winters was the oldest grandchild of Phoebe Halliwell. She was the only daughter of Megan Halliwell, the long awaited firstborn of Phoebe. Even though she wasn't the spitting image of grandmother, (that honor went to her cousin Kay) there was a certain thing in Gwen's face that made her look like Phoebe. Like many of her relatives Gwen was a witch, at a young age she discovered the power of invisibility. Though that was her only power, she still was still very useful. Like her grandmother she had a habit of creating powerful spells.
At the age of sixteen she felt in love with Matthew Halliwell and the two are almost twelve years together by now. A marriage proposal is long overdue, according to both Gwen and her best friend Prue.
'So can you help us?' Prue asked.
Gwen shook her head, 'Geez I don't know Prue. My mom guards her like a guard dog.'
'But we really need to talk to Phoebe.'
'Why exactly? What's so important that my grams have to tell? Can't you ask your dad or your uncle Chris?'
'They don't know it… it's about defeating the so…'
'Prue!' Matt gave her a warning look.
'Come on Matt, we have to tell her something.'
'Tell me what,' Gwen asked, her green eyes widened.
'Nothing sweetie,' Matt said with a smile.
'Shut it Matt, I still haven't forgiving you! Prue what the hell is going on?'
Prue sighed and looked around her. Cole was in the room to, invisible of course.
'Tell her,' he whispered and she felt a chill around her body.
'Gwen, there is a new Queen in the underworld.'
'What? But how?'
'We don't know, but we do think that we can defeat her.'
'Not just the two of you right. I mean that's suicide. Our grandmothers could hardly defeat the Source and they were charmed.'
'Gwen, we really think we have shot,' Matt said.
'We? I think this is was your idea Matthew James Halliwell. You are always impulsive and Prue always goes along with ride.'
'Hey,' said Prue offended.
'I'm sorry honey, but it's the truth,' Gwen said and Prue started to giggle. Only Gwen could say the truth like that.
'Okay, now you know,' Matt said, slightly irritated. 'How are we going to get past your mom.'
'Well not trough me,' Gwen said honestly, 'But you can get to her trough one of my aunts. I don't aunt Vicky is good idea. She's busy spreading love, so I guess you should try with my aunt Celia.'
'Doesn't she live in L.A?' Prue asked.
'Well yeah, but you two can orb. O and I will go with you.'
'What!,' Matt shook his head, 'No way, you are not going with us. It's too dangerous!'
'Matthew,' Gwen said with are warning tone in her voice, 'She's my grandmother.'
'And you are my fiancé.'
'No I'm not, you haven't proposed yet.'
'Then I will do it now! Gwen Winters will you marry me?' Matt looked at her with a face full of stubbornness.
'What! How can you ask that now!'
'Yes or no, it's a simple question.'
'You call this a simple question!'
'Well you wanted me to ask it for years, so give me that damn answer.'
'I hate you Matthew Halliwell…'
'I love you to sweets, yes or no?' It was hard to see who of the two was more stubborn.
'I can understand why those two are together. They are the most stubborn people I've seen in years,' Cole whispered amused and Prue had a hard to time not to start laughing.
'Well Gwen,' Matt said stern, 'Will you marry me?'
Gwen walked to him and slapped him in the face, 'You are the most arrogant, impulsive man I know. And I expect a very very big ring. My answer yes.'
'Splendid,' Matt gave her a kiss, while his cheek turned red, 'So now you are my fiancé.'
Prue started to clap her hands, 'Wow, this is even better than television.'

Celia Prudence Halliwell was the youngest daughter of Phoebe and her husband Coop the cupid. A witch by birth, she dismissed her powers at the age of fifteen. Then she realized all she wanted was to become actress and she knew that an actress couldn't be attacked by demons all the time. At the age of twenty-one she got her big break when she starred in a movie that was based on the first novel written by her cousin Chris. The movie was about three sisters who discovered that they were witches and Celia starred as the youngest sister. Not long after the movie was shot she got a lead role in a new daytime soap called: As The Day Goes By. Her passion for the soap opera genre grew and unfortunately for her, her real life almost looked like a soap to. When she was twenty-nine Celia married John Steward and in less than a year she gave birth to Kay Steward. Two years after that she and John were blessed with twins; Ian and Vincent. However two months after the birth of the twins John died of a heart attack. Celia was heartbroken and was comforted by a colleague. She ended up marrying him when the twins were three. Two years later they divorced and the colleague left the soap. A third marriage followed a year later when Celia married Bradley Roman. They were married for ten years, it was then when Bradley died of unknown causes. Having lost two man that she loved dearly Celia vowed never to marry again.

Celia sat alone on her porch. Drinking her tea, while reading trough the scripts of next week. Somehow she knew that something, or someone was heading here. So when her niece orbed in, with the help of her boyfriend and his sister, she merely turned the page she was reading.
'Hey there aunt Cici,' Gwen said with a grin.
'What a surprise Gwen and you brought Matt and Prue with you. How are you dears?'
'We're fine aunt Celia,' Prue smiled.
So this is how Patricia Halliwell would have looked liked at this age, Cole thought.
'Guess what aunt Cici, Matt finally proposed!' Gwen said ecstatic.
Knowing that Gwen wanted to bring her aunt in a good mood, Cole decided to look around, so he slipped through the door. He immediately looked at a wall full of photo's. Intrigued he walked towards them.
The first photo he looked at was one of three little girls. He assumed that this were Celia and her sisters; Megan and Victioria. He looked on further and saw a photo of Celia in a wedding gown with a handsome man on her side. The photo next to that was also of Celia but then with her mother and her aunts. Cole smiled as he saw that the charmed one's were already in their sixties. And I still look the same as sixty years ago. He looked on and saw photo's of Celia with her children. Phoebe hugging her twin grandsons and one of Phoebe and all four of her grandchildren. Then his eye was drawn to a the biggest photo of all.
'That are all the charmed grandkids,' Prue said softly.
Cole looked aside, 'How did you know I was here?'
She shrugged, 'I didn't felt your presence, so I said I needed to go to the toilet. I somehow felt that you were looking at that picture.'
'When was this taken, you have the same haircut.'
'Last summer at the annual Halliwell barbecue. Phoebe wanted a photo with only the grandkids. Not even Dan's little girl is on it.'
'Who is Dan?' Cole asked confused. Prue laughed and pointed at her cousin. A large guy with black hair and the same blue eyes as Prue.
'Daniel Gordon, the oldest grandchild of Paige. Her daughter Alicia married the only son of Dan Gordon, my grandma's old lover. Dad told me that was quite a shock to the family. She was pretty young, twenty-two I believe, they married because she had gotten pregnant with Daniel. But I must say, it still a happy marriage. Daniel is already a father by now, he has a little girl called Paige, named after his grams.'
'It's quite a habit in the family isn't it. Naming the children after their ancestors.'
'Or great aunts,' Prue smiled.
'You look exactly like her,' Cole mentioned.
'They always say that. Did you knew her well?'
'Yeah I knew her. And I still know how her death affected Piper and Phoebe. They became stronger than ever…'
'Too bad that didn't count for your relationship with Phoebe.'
Cole looked at her and he was glad that she couldn't see his expression. 'We just weren't meant to be,' he whispered.
Prue looked at him, wondering what he was thinking. All she knew was that strange warm feeling was slowly coming back in her body. Why did she felt that every time she was alone with him?|
'We should go back.'

'So can you help us aunt Ci?' Gwen asked with a nervous smile.
Celia looked at her niece and found it remarkable how little Gwen looked at her mother Megan. 'I don't know Gwen. I hardly have a change to see her. What's so important to ask her anyway.'
'We can't say,' Matt said with a stern look.
Celia drank some of her coffee.
'Aunt Celia please,' Prue begged.
'Does it have anything to do with witchcraft?'
'Yes,' Prue answered by the truth.
'Well, luckily for you my mother is still good in shape. Megan overreacts, my mom still knows everything that is going on. I do not want to know what's going on, but if you think you need her guidance and I will help you.'
'You're the best!' Prue and Gwen cheered.
'Yeah well, don't forget I'm a Prudence to,' she said with a wink.
At that moment Prue's phone started to ring, it was her cousin Jack.
'Hey,' Prue answered with a small voice.
'Where the hell are you!' Jack, one of her two other best friends besides Gwen, sounded angry.
'I am with Celia.'
'What the hell are you doing in L.A, while you should be here at P3! Did you forget that we have that meeting today! C.J and I are already waiting for almost an hour!'
'O geez, I'm so sorry Jack. I totally forgot.'
'Yeah I thought so. So why don't you orb your ass back here!'
'Tell him I will orb,' Matt said and both Gwen and Prue looked surprised.
'We need their help anyway. If I go now, you two can go to Phoebe.'
'Okay… Jack? Matt is coming. He will explain the situation?'
'Matt? Is he with you too? What is going on Prue.'
'Matt will tell you,' she answered as Matt orbed out.
'When will he be here… o wait he already arrived.' He hanged up.
Celia knew that something serious was going on, why else did they needed Jack and C.J too? 'Orb me to my mother… or better orb us to Megan.'

C.J and Jack both folded their arms. They looked at their cousin with slightly dark eyes, while Matt tried to find away to resolve the situation.
'What were you doing at aunt Celia's?' Chris junior asked. Staying true to his name, C.J Halliwell was the spitting image of his father and because of that he also resembled his great-aunt Prudence. It was a common thing that a lot of people thought that C.J and Prue were brother and sister.
'We needed help to get to Phoebe,' Matt answered.
'What do you need from Phoebe?' Jack Halliwell was one of the few Halliwell kids that in fact didn't the resemble the family. He was a true mix of both his parents. He had his father, Marcus Santos, Latino skin, his strong build and grey eyes, while he had his mother, Melinda Halliwell, dark hair and nose.
'Okay, this is going to sound very strange. But the underworld has a Queen again.'
His two cousins looked at each other with a weird a look. They didn't utter a word for the first few seconds. Then they looked back at Matt. 'And now you want to know how to defeat her?' C.J said.
'Exactly. I know we are not charmed, but if we all work together. You two, me, Prue and Gwen and uh… well I think with the five of us together we can have a good shot.'
'But why Phoebe?' Jack asked, 'The spell how to vanquish the source is in the book.'
'Yeah well, we don't want our dad to find out,' Matt shrugged, 'And besides Phoebe has more knowledge about it.'
'Come on it's been over more than sixty years ago.'
'According to Prue we need to try. And besides as far as I can remember Phoebe has had a darn sharp memory.'
'Well then, I guess we're in,' C.J smiled.

Megan wasn't thrilled when her sister and daughter orbed in her apartment with the help of Prue. Her husband Fredrick Winters on the other hand was glad to see his only child.
'Hey there daddy,' Gwen said with smile as her father hugged her tightly.
'Hi sis,' Celia smiled as she kissed her oldest sister on the cheek, 'I need to ask you something.'
'Ask me what?' Megan huffed.
'Gwen and Prue here want to talk to mom.'
'Over my dead body, mother doesn't need stress.'
'Who said we are going to stress her out?' Gwen said offended.
'O come on Gwen, you two are witches remember. This is about witchcraft isn't it?' her mother sniped.
'Even if it is mom, we still need to talk to her.'
'I said no!'
'Is she always like this?' Cole whispered and Prue nodded. 'Does Phoebe lives far from her?'
'No,' Prue said in a voice that only Cole could hear.
'Where?'
'Two apartments on the right, aunt Megan never left the building she grew up in. Phoebe still lives in her old loft.'
'I will go see her first.'
'Cole no,' she said feeling panicked.
'Don't worry,' his voice sounded so close that Prue had the feeling that she would faint. 'I will be back,' he said and she felt his lips brushing over her cheek.
He quietly shimmered out of the apartment. Within seconds he shimmered in the apartment that belonged to Phoebe Halliwell.
'Hello Cole,' a voice said, 'I've been expecting you.'
She looked older, much older, but Cole smiled at her. He still could see the young woman who turned him. For him Phoebe Halliwell didn't changed at all.