Hello, my beautiful wonderful readers! Special thanks to my lovely reviewers:

ElenaMarshall: As always, I loved your review:-) Thanks so much!

mandymoore1: Thanks for the review, and wonder no more!

lizardmomma: oh yes, Piper will get her place settings. The question is, will they stay where they're supposed to for very long:-) Thank for the review!

lord kray: There will be longer, bloodier fight scenes, I promise! Thanks:-)

coleen turner: Thanks! That scene between the four of them took me forever to write.

charmedgrl4ever: Arigatoo gozaimasu, tomodachi!

ethereal girl: Thanks! Baby Mac and I are very happy together, and look forward to writing many, many Tug of Warren scenes together in hopes that we'll get more brilliant reviews from you:-)

Disclaimer: I, WellxWisher, do not own Charmed. Yet...

A/N: I used babelfish to translate something in this scene...so if anyone is offended by the probably gramatically incorrect German contained herein, please, please, PLEASE send me a PM with corrections. Thanks!

Okay, so who's ready for Phoebe and Cole to meet? Read on:-)

Nothing's Wrong

(The Manor., dining room. The family save for Piper are crowded at a sumptuous dinner table. Warren sits on Phoebe's lap. Melinda on their right. Piper enters from the kitchen, carrying a steaming platter.)

Piper: Here we go, everyone. Rosemary roast chicken on fetuccini alfredo.

(Everyone murmurs appriciately. Unable to contain his excitement, Warren speaks)

Warren: Mmm...Mrs. Piper, that smells really good!

(The adults chuckle, Piper smiles)

Piper: Thank you, sweetheart.

Paige: (takes a bowl of mashed potatoes, scoops healthy portion's onto the twins' plates) You weren't kidding about the trimmings.

Warren: (bites into one of the homemade dinner rolls) This is the bestest family dinner ever!

(scene change. A McDonald's. Cole stands at the counter)

Cole: Yeah, give me a chocolate milk and a biggie fry...and could I get the Happy Meal toy with that?

(the cashier looks at him strangely) It's for my son...I'm kind of late picking him up. Wanted to get him a treat. Chocolate milk and fries are is favorite.

Cashier: (nods and punches buttons) That will be $3.00, sir.

(scene change. Cole walks down a quiet, dark street, McDonald's bag in hand, and stops outside of building with a sign that reads Churchill Childcare Center. He tries the door, finds it locked. He peers inside. Miss Mann, Warren's teacher, sits at her desk in the dimly lit room working on some papers. Cole knocks. Miss Mann looks up, surprised, and gets up to let Cole in.)

Miss Mann: Mr. Turner! How are you?

Cole: I'm fine, Miss Mann, thank you.

Miss Mann: How can I help you?

Cole: (raises eyebrows slightly) I'm here for Philip.

Miss Mann: Why? Did he forget something?

Cole: (frowns) No. I'm here to pick him up.

Miss Mann: There must be some mistake, Mr. Turner. We've been closed for the last hour. Philip isn't here.

Cole: (bristles) Excuse me?

Miss Mann: I haven't seen him since this early this evening.

Cole: What do you mean you haven't seen him?!?!?

Miss Mann: (slightly alarmed at his tone) I haven't seen him! Please calm down, Mr. Turner, I'm sure that nothing's wrong. (she goes back to her desk and sits down. Cole looks at her closely)

Cole: (forced calm) My son isn't here...who picked him up?

Miss Mann: (considers) I don't know...(shakes head) But I'm sure nothing's wrong.

Cole: (it clicks) Shit.

Miss Mann: (wide eyed, scolding) Really, Mr. Turner, there is no need for that kind of language! Nothing is wrong.

Cole: No, Miss Mann, something is very wrong. You're just under a spell. (with that he conjures an energy ball. Miss Mann shrieks and covers her face. Cole throws the energy ball at her, and she crumples to the ground.) Don't worry. That only had enough voltage to knock you out...make you forget the past couple of minutes. (he turns around, shouts) Philip!!! (no answer) Warren!!! Philip Warren Turner, come here this minute! (nothing happens) Damn...(Cole takes a deep breath, closes his eyes and focuses for a moment before growling and clenching his fists) No shimmer trail...no transport trail...can't sense him...(he grabs a small child's desk and throws it across the room) DAMMIT!! (he tears his cell phone from his pocket and dials a number) 911? Yes, I'd like to report an emergency. Someone's broken into Churchill Childcare...come quickly someone's hurt. (he snaps the phone shut and casts one last glance at the unconcious Miss Mann) I know you were under a spell...but when a kid under your care is missing, something is wrong. (he shimmers out)

(A comfortable living room, with toys strewn here and there. Cole shimmers in, strides over to a bookcase. He tears books from the highest shelf, scattering them over the room. At the back of the shelf is a tattered, old looking book. He grabs the book and frantically searches for a page, and finds it.)

Cole: (reading aloud) "Der Eine, der verloren ist, kehre zurück. Vereine mich mit meinem Sohn.".

(The Manor, dining room. Warren lurches forward on Phoebe's lap, startling the table.)

Phoebe: (concerned) Are you okay, sweetie?

Warren: (nods) Uh-huh. I just burped.

Phoebe: Okay...

Piper: So Phoebe, what was Elise calling about today?

Phoebe: Oh, you know Elise...

(the adults start chatting about work. Melinda leans over and whispers to Warren)

Melinda: Did you really burp?

Warren: (whispers) No...I think Daddy's trying to summons me.

Melinda: (eyes wide) Why?!

Warren: I don't know.

Melinda: But it's only six! You said he didn't picks you up till nine!

(back to Cole. The clock on the mantle of the living room reads nine o'clock)

Cole: (voice louder this time) "Der Eine, der verloren ist, kehre zurück. Vereine mich mit meinem Sohn."

(the Manor. Warren lurches forward again)

Phoebe: (laughs) Mr. Philip, I think you have the hiccups.

Warren: (uneasy smile) Yep...(he and Melinda share a desperate glance. The other children stir nervously)

(back to Cole)

Cole: (shouting) "Der Eine, der verloren ist, kehre zurück...(roars) VEREINE MICH MIT MEINEM SOHN!!!"

(the Manor. Warren lurches forward)

Warren: Shoot...

Phoebe: What is it, honey?

(without a word Warren reachs out and grabs Melinda's arm and Phoebe's hand. The three of them disappear in a swirl of grey smoke. The rest of the Halliwells sit stunned. Baby Henry points and claps his hands.)

Paige: What the hell just happened?

(no one answers. The children look at one another)

Wyatt: I have to go to the bathroom! (he jumps up and sprints out of the room)

Sammie: Me too. (follows)

Livvie: Me three. (follows)

Grace: And me (follows)

Chris: Be back soon. (follows)

(the adults are quiet for a moment)

Henry: Well, I may be a simple mortal, but something supernatural is up.

Coop: Uh huh.

Leo: Great.

Piper/Paige: Kids!

(back to Cole. In the living room, a swirling cloud of grey smoke starts to condense)

Cole: Thank God. (he tosses the book aside, turns around, composes himself) All right. Be calm. This isn't the end of the world...

(as Cole mutters to himself, Phoebe, Melinda and Warren appear behind him in the grey smoke)

Warren: (to Melinda) It's my daddy.

(they break away from a confused Phoebe and run to Cole, chattering intermittently)

Warren: Daddy, I can 'splain everything—

Melinda: It's my fault too, Mr. Philip's daddy, we was just—

Cole: (slowly turning around) Young man, you—

(Cole notices Melinda, looks up. Phoebe stares back at him, a mixture of shock and horror on her face. Cole freezes.)

I know, I know, I'm evil to leave a cliffie like that! But my mom's going to kill me if I don't do something "productive" ie, something that does not involve sitting at my computer writing. Thanks for reading though and please R&R anyways! It will motivate me to get my work done faster!