AN: Woo! Finally got Word on my laptop! I apologize for not updating this. I wrongly assumed no one read Charmed stuff anymore but after posting my new Charmed story, I learned I was wrong. So I won't make you wait any longer. Enjoy!

Five months later, I felt huge, but still had four more months to go. Cole had continued to obsess over his "bad vibe" and my premonition, especially now that I was pregnant. Despite that, it felt as though things had fallen back into a rhythm. It wasn't awkward having Cole back anymore; he was even getting along with both of my sisters. Life finally felt…right.

"Thought of any baby names yet?" Piper asked me, carrying a tray of cookies into the living room of the manor.

"Piper, I told you, you didn't have to bake anything!"

"I was a chef, Phoebe. Do you really expect me not to cook anything when I'm having guests over?"

"I'd hardly call Paige and myself, guests."

Piper huffed. "Well deal with it. And answer my question!"

"No. We haven't talked about it. We'll probably just end up naming her Prue."

"Prue's a good name."

"She was a good sister."

"Was? What did I do wrong?" Paige asked, entering the house.

"We were talking about Prue, you drama queen," Piper replied, rolling her eyes.

"Oh. My bad."

I couldn't help but smile. Ah yes, this is what a normal life felt like. For years, we'd been trying to reach that perfect balance of everything in our hectic lives, and I think that we may have finally found it. And at the exact moment that thought crossed my mind, a demon found his way into the living room. He looked familiar, but I couldn't figure out why…

The last thing I heard was Paige shouting, "Phoebe look out!" And then everything went black.

~*~

I found myself at my desk with a splitting headache.

"How the hell did I get here?" I mumbled.

The last thing I remembered was being back at the manor with my sisters discussing baby names. Frustrated and confused, I opened my desk drawer in search for some Advil. I found myself even more confused, when I noticed my whole desk had been reorganized.

"Can I help you?"

I looked up to find Karen Young, the woman who this job had originally belonged to.

"Karen?"

"I'm sorry, do I know you?"

Had I gone back in time some how? I looked down and noticed that I was still pregnant. What was going on?

"Umm, no, but I read your column!"

"People usually write in to me for advice instead of showing up at my desk."

"Yeah, I know, I'm sorry. I was looking for Elise. I must have the wrong office."

"Big one at the end of the hall; can't miss it."

"Thank you!" I called over my shoulder, trying to get out of there. I had to figure out what year it was… and fast!

I found a cab and directed it to go to the manor. Everything looked the same, but something was definitely off. When I got up to the door, I decided it would be best to just ring the doorbell, just in case we didn't live there for some reason. It took a couple of minutes, but someone finally came to open the door.

"Oh Cole, thank God!" I cried, upon seeing him.

They may not have known me at The Bay Mirror, but at least I still had Cole.

"Do I know you?" Cole asked, confused.

Or so I thought.

"Phoebe," I told him. "Your wife. Your pregnant wife."

"Cole honey, who's at the door?"

My throat went dry. I knew that voice and it sure as hell wasn't mine. She was the last person on this planet I'd ever expect to call Cole "honey."

"I…umm," Cole stammered.

She appeared behind him. Her dark, glossy hair was just hitting her shoulders and her blue eyes twinkled as she smiled.

"Prue," I breathed.

Her eyebrows crinkled together in confusion. Although I should be the one who's confused right now. Both my husband and my boss have no idea who I am, and my dead sister is alive and calling my husband "honey." I have no idea where Piper, Paige, Leo, and even Henry are. And to top it all off, I'm still pregnant!

"Have we met before?" Prue asked.

I suddenly felt faint. My own sister didn't know who I was. Granted it had been five years since we've seen each other, but that shouldn't make a difference. What kind of reality had I wound up in?

"Phoebe, your sister," I reminded her.

"I don't have any sisters named Phoebe. I did have a great aunt with that name though…" Prue started.

I could tell she was working the scenario out in her head; wondering if, in our crazy world of magic, I was that aunt. Unfortunately for both of us, I wasn't.

"That's who I'm named after," I told her.

Prue just looked at me skeptically.

"Mommy, mommy!"

My heart stopped. Prue had a daughter…with Cole?

"What's wrong sweetie?" Prue asked.

A little girl, no older than five, appeared in the foyer. She had short black hair like her mother's and the blue eyes both of her parents shared.

"I think I just killed a demon. I moved his energy ball back at him."

Prue's eyes widened.

"It's okay. I'm a witch too," I assured her.

Prue pushed her daughter back into the house, leaving me alone with Cole.

"What's the deal with you two?" I asked softly.

"She's my wife," Cole replied.

I couldn't take this. Prue hated Cole. I loved him.

"You don't remember me at all, do you?"

Cole shook his head. My hand went to my baby bump.

"How am I still pregnant if you've never met me?" I asked.

I could feel the tears burning the back of my eyes.

"Why are you so sure I'm the father?" Cole wanted to know.

"Because I was there, Cole," I said flatly. "I'm not sleeping with anyone else."

"I think you have me confused with someone else," Cole stated.

"I don't. Look just… I don't know what happened, but where I come from, you're married to me and Prue is dead. Shax killed her. And when she was alive, the two of you hated each other. It's always been you and me."

"Where you come from?"

"This must be a spell gone wrong or something. Although I don't remember casting any spells… Can I look at the Book?"

"What book?"

"The Book of Shadows."

"Nice try, demon."

"Cole, please. Have you ever seen a pregnant demon? Okay scratch that, your mother was a pregnant demon… But you have to believe me, I'm a Charmed One."

"Prove it."

For all of the times and all of the reasons for my levitation power not to be working. Damn Elders.

"I can't. My power is premonition. There's no way I can show that to you."

"Well then, how do I know that I can trust you?"

"You just have to."

Cole didn't respond. He just stood in the doorway, most likely pondering whether to throw an energy ball at me or not.

"Look just…where's Piper?"

"Who?"

"You have got to be kidding me. Piper? My…Prue's sister. Or Paige even. Where are they?"

"At work I assume."

"Why aren't you and Prue at work?" I asked bitterly.

"I'm on my lunch break and Kelsey's sick so Prue took the day off. Why do you care?"

How was I supposed to answer that? Tell him that I couldn't stand the thought of him being alone with my big sister, his wife? So instead I just shook my head and left, finding another cab to take me to P3.

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