"I've got you baby" said Coop.

Meanwhile, in Phoebe's vision:

Phoebe could see a sort of scrapbook in dark clouds. There was like a storm coming and there was no place to hide from it. There were images of Wyatt and Sam holding hands firmly and all sorts of powers shooting around good and evil. Symbols known and unknown kept jumping in and out of sight as if crossed out. There was light and then darkness. Baby crying and thunder was deafening, then a thunder hit the ground and Phoebe awoke having a hard time breathing as if she had taken a plunge out of the pool.

Once she was stable, Phoebe insisted on talking despite Cooper's advice of taking it easy.

"You are…the future of magic in the making. Your baby? Your children are going to open new doors for magic everywhere. The whole magical world will take on new power because of you two"

"Wow…talk about pressure" said Sam.

"But…"

"I knew it!" said Piper.

"However…Wyatt. You've always had that…danger of turning to the other side, like we all, but…you understand"

"Right"

"You both are gonna be so strong together…that you could be a beginning to all magic or the end to it all"

"Is it because of me?" asked Sam.

"No, honey. We all have good and evil going on inside. I know you understand, don't you?"

'Of course"

"Phoebe was queen of the Underworld once" said Paige.

"Uncalled for" said Phoebe.

"No, I think Paige's right. Sam. Phoebe carried the seed of all evil inside of her, but with the help of her family and following her heart she managed to stay on the good side. We'll guide you both through it all if you want us too"

"Of course dad" said Wyatt as Sam nodded as well. They both had their hands on their unborn child.

A couple days later, Wyatt and Sam planned an official first date. In spite the fact they had slept together, had been dating for over three months now, and had a baby on the way; they hadn't had an official first date within the whole mass of mess going on in their lives. To make it more private, Sam proposed the dinner in her house instead of the manor where there were bound to be at least four more people. Wyatt accepted and promised no demon was gonna keep him from being there at eight o'clock sharp. Sam was going to do the cooking and Wyatt would bring some crystals to avoid being attacked in the middle of Fetuccini Alfredo.

Wyatt showed up at the apartment's door at eight sharp, knocking on the opened door hiding behind him a bunch of purple tulips. She turned from the kitchen and taking her apron off turned the oven knob off and went to kiss him.

"Hello, baby. Oh honey, I love them!" she sighed as she received her flowers. She immediately put them in a vase near the fridge next to the door. "I'll keep these up here just for me to look" she smelled them and caressed the petals. Wyatt came behind her and kissed her neck then put his cheek against hers.

"I knew you would like them" He kissed her again. "Smells good." He said grabbing her belly. "How are you feeling today?"

"Good. A little nauseated, but then that's everyday if my sugar gets too high"

"Can't believe I heal stab wounds and I can't rid you of diabetes" he said slightly irritated.

"Come on, don't start on that again! I'm fine. Lived with it all my life, I got it under control. We'll be fine" She said starting to serve two plates. Wyatt put the crystals around the corners of the room to avoid any barging in or out of the room of magical creatures. Sam had set the table next to the window, in her would-be dinning room, which was a table set with two cushions Japanese style; the table was squared and dark brown with the legs short as if they had been sawed off to a kiddie size table near the floor. Sam sat first.

"Are you sure you'll be comfortable in that position?"

"Sure. I do my yoga in this position everyday…not gonna bother me now. Plus, I'm starving"

"Let's eat then" they had a quiet dinner with some iced tea since they couldn't have any wine at the moment. The shop, being at a corner, had a nice view of some of the neighboring buildings and the empty street.

"Seems so quiet" she said taking a sip of tea putting the glass against her face.

"Are you ok?" asked Wyatt as he swallowed the last bit of his meal. Sam stared outside without speaking. "Sam?"

"Sorry. I spaced out" she snapped back into reality laughing.

"Where did you space out to?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Please, you seem to know a lot more about me than I know about you"

"I've studied the craft. I only know you, because I date you. It's different" she sighed. "But yes, there's a lot I haven't told you…I guess…I'm scared it might change your opinion on me" Wyatt wiped his mouth with a cloth napkin and crawled to her, kissed her and helped her up.

"That could never happen. If at all, I'll protect you from anything past or future, even from me"

"I know" she hugged him. He had just done that a few days ago so she knew he was sincere, but still there are things in our lives that are so awful that we are afraid they might taint our image in front of those we care about in our lives; afraid that somehow those stains make us less to their eyes. "OK" she said decided and pulled him towards the couch near the dining room. The couch was also purple and was a few steps away from the table separated mainly by a bookcase filled with books beyond its capacity.

"What do you want to hear?" she said sitting next to him, Wyatt put his arm around her and she played with his fingers trying not to make eye contact. He kissed the side of her head.

"Whatever you wish to tell me" he added.

"You want the dirt huh?" she smiled turning her head up to see him.

"Yeah" he smiled back and kissed her.

"Well, my mom abandoned me and my brother when we were just babies. She left us in some orphanage and my brother got adopted when we were ten. He got taken out of the country or so it said in the file I stole the night I escaped the place"

"Why'd you escape?"

"Without my brother there I saw no point on staying another 11 years to get sacked anyway, so after crying it out for about…eighteen hours or so…I sneaked out of bed, stole the file, found out my mother was an addict who left her twins like a pair of old sneakers she no longer needed and that some family had taken my brother…didn't say where and there was no word about my father…I'm guessing she didn't know who he was or didn't care"

"Wow, you never knew her?"

"I did" she said with a sigh. "I looked for her…God only knows why and I found her in a shelter, still on drugs, we were together for a couple months in a hotel I got a job waitressing in some café I can't even remember the name of…and…she didn't talk much…you know the whole…abstinence experience…and she often sneaked out and came back high again, so we went on this rollercoaster thing going on over and over…" she made hand gestures to make it amusing but her throat was getting hoarse and her eyes were filling with tears as she continued. "till this day when I came from work and…she was gone with all the money we had saved and that was the last I heard from her…I was around 16 probably…been traveling since till I met my ex-boyfriend and started living in a trailer for about six months before I ran off to San Francisco…that's it" she said getting up and going for the dishes.

"Woah wait! Go back to the boyfriend part" said Wyatt.

"Non-important. He's just an ex"

"You lived with him for six months…did you love him?"

"No…I just…got tired of rolling around and…settled for a while…is that so wrong?" Wyatt walked to her and took the dishes from her hands.

"No, it's not wrong…and I'm really glad you decided to come to San Francisco" he kissed her again and put the dishes on the sink behind her. This time it became a bit more difficult to end the kissing.

She had to take steps backwards as Wyatt pushed her gently with his body, caressing her shoulder and taking her by the waist. They soon reach the bed on the corner of the room and lied gently on top of the covers so neatly made. Wyatt unbuttoned her blouse as she took his shirt off. She couldn't let go of his lips though. His kisses were like a connection that took her very breath away, it was all so intimate between them, more than anything else they did in these moments. A touch in the right place and it all began. Moving rhythmically under the covers the two lovers delightfully danced till the ecstasy inside of them burst into the air around them. They held each other as one and rest for a while.

Before they could tell it was morning again, so they climbed out of bed into the shower. Wyatt had to go home and change, but he promised to be back later on that day. Meanwhile the store had to be opened.

Sam said goodbye to Wyatt as he orbed away. He had taken the crystals back to the manor. She set off to find the store's keys and saw something on one of the edges of the couch. It was a dark purple jewelry box. You couldn't tell a lot of difference between the color of the sofa and the box but she knew her stuff so she spotted right on. She opened it and it was a blue Jasper pendant inside. She smiled, put it back in the box and left it on the fridge. She would let Wyatt give it to her later. She found the keys and officially opened. The store though new, became very popular very quickly; clients came and went all day long, some bough just a tea, some just a lucky bracelet, others the whole ritualistic candle set guided by a good book. Wyatt had to go after dark when the store closed just to be safe and orb in, otherwise it was potential exposure for them all. They thought it might be bad for business, but limited business hours seemed to be attracting more clients. They came up with a sign for emergencies as well: Be Right Back. Gone Nose Twitching! Brightest Blessings; which was used for demonic emergencies only. The pendant turned out to be a shield from Wyatt. He had put part of his shield in it. How he had managed to do that nobody knew, but he had put his mind to it and had insisted Sam wore it at all times. The shield worked properly except that it only created half of it. It shielded her body from the front only she was just as exposed from her sides or back. Wyatt was trying to work that out but at least he had done something for now.

Another couple of months and the baby was so active that just wore Sam tired. She hired a young girl named Michelle, who also took the craft very seriously, to run the shop while she took days on and off to get some extra rest. She took a nap in Wyatt's room one afternoon as Wyatt went to get some books back to the public library. Chris came home and ran up the stairs.

"Chris, you're home early. What happened to your afternoon classes?" Piper caught him.

"Cancelled. Teacher's sick" he said briefly still looking upstairs. "Might not go all week" he was starting to sweat.

"Are you alright?" he nodded smiling. "You want me to fix you up some lunch your dad should be home any minute, he went to the hardware store, but should be back soon. He went with Wyatt to the library as well, but I can give you something while you wait…"

"No, mom. I'm not hungry, thanks" said Chris and kept walking upstairs. Once he was out of sight, he turned for Wyatt's room and caught sight of Sam lying on the bed. He went to lie beside her and started kissing the back of her neck and he hugged her. She giggled and shivered.

"I thought you might take longer" she said caressing his hair with her hand. She felt Chris' hair and stood up as fast as she could with five months on her, scared up against the wall. "Chris! What the hell are you doing?!" Chris leveled with her and tried to kiss her she turned her head sideways, he smiled and continued with the neck. She kept pushing him away but he insisted. "Chris? What's wrong with you? Chris? Oh my God! Chris snap out of it!" she managed to pull him away. He still looked at her the same. "What have they done to you?" with a snap he grabbed her head and forced a kiss. She muffled a yelled and tried to pull his head away. Wyatt opened the door just then.

"Chris?" he stopped kissing but wouldn't let go of Sam who pulled him away by the shoulders of his shirt. After a simple hey he tried to kiss her again and Wyatt was on him. He pulled him away with magic and then started hitting him with his fist.

"Wait Wyatt! Something's wrong with him!" screamed Sam. She cried as she saw them fighting. "Piper! Leo!" she started yelling. They were soon in the room. "Freeze Chris" Piper tried and he froze, then she blew a small blast at Wyatt to stop him. The shield protected him from getting damaged. Sam told them all what had happened. "Chris wouldn't have frozen if there wasn't something wrong with him" she added to a still angry Wyatt. He still didn't look at her. Piper didn't want to leave neither Chris nor Sam anywhere near Wyatt so he put Chris in a separate room and took Sam with her. Leo stayed and tried to calm Wyatt down.

Piper and Sam were looking for anything similar in the Book of Shadows, but nothing was found. Piper gave a huge sigh over the pages.

"I'm sorry, Piper. Again, I feel like I just came to destroy your family"

"Don't say that!" she went and sat next to her touching her belly. "This…pre-dates you. It's just sibling rivalry with a little poison"

"What if that's it? Anger taken to ridiculous proportions!"

"Anger taken to madness sounds bad" Piper said scared for her son. Suddenly, both sons orbed in the attic and continued fighting using their powers. The whole house trembled as energy balls and things bursting from the inside out kept knocking the walls. Sam tried to crawl out of sight but Chris threw the sofa on her. Piper froze it and she moved out of the way, but Chris caught a piece of glass and grabbed her from the floor. Leo came up at the door. Everybody stood still as Chris held the glass against her throat.

"Tell them" he said. "Tell them!" he demanded.

"Tell us what?" asked Piper.

"That she really loves me. That she loved me from the start. That this should be my baby" he said with crazy eyes.

"Let her go" said Wyatt firmly.

"Listen, son, you gotta calm down"

"Why isn't her shield working?" whispered Wyatt.

"Because she doesn't see your brother as a threat" said Leo.

"No, dad, it's because she loves me, she's always loved me, right? Right?!" he said cutting her slightly. Before anybody else could speak, she answered.

"Yes" She said to everybody's surprise. "I have" Chris put down the glass and tried to kiss her again but she refused. Wyatt tried to attack him and she protected Chris, then turned to him. "Listen, Chris. I've loved you from the moment I first saw you…" she caressed his cheek. "because you have my brother's eyes. You remind me so much of him. I can't even begin to tell you what it has meant to me to have you in my life when I have been looking for my brother for so long…so, I do love you very much" Chris vomited something like smoke and it tried to bounce into Sam but the shield protected her, then it went for Wyatt but the same happened. It was orbed into a bottle and sealed with wax for the moment.