A/N: Hey! Hehe. Well, I hadn't originally planned to post this yet or even start writing it yet. I'm still posting Generation Charmed and I have another that I'm working on that I really love and hope others will. So this one is, I guess, a filler in between posting GC and writing the other. Also, I was really worried someone else would come up with the idea and use it before me and since it's an original idea as no one has used it yet I wanted to get it onto fanfic. I only have this chapter done so far, so it might be a couple days before I post again, but at least this is up. And, as you'll see or have seen I am going to post Ch 22 of GC at the same time I post this. So, here goes:
This is my version of what would happen if Phoebe's vision of Utopia became reality. I hope you enjoy and please, please review!
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Phoebe Halliwell stood at the bottom of the steps that led in and out of the elementary school building. She watched as kids streamed out, running and giggling happily as they went to catch their bus or find their parents. She smiled contently, not a care in the world or a thing to worry about. Her smile widened as three young kids ran towards her, two little boys and a little girl, who was falling behind as she tried desperately to keep up. Eight year old Wyatt and six year old Chris stop in front of her, laughing and out of breath from racing.
"Hi, Aunt Phoebe!" Wyatt and Chris said in unison as Phoebe bent down and hugged them.
"Hi, mommy!" the little girl, four year old Melinda, called, running into Phoebe's arms and hugging her tightly. "Mommy, Chris was scaring me! He was talking about the demons again."
Phoebe smiled slightly. "I told you, my love, demons don't exist anymore. Not since the Avatars."
Melinda turned to Chris and stuck her tongue out at him. He made a face at her. Phoebe laughed and stood, taking Melinda's hand with her right and Wyatt's with her left.
"Chris, take Wyatt's hand," she said gently. She only had to say it once, too. Chris took his older brother's hand and together, Phoebe led them to the car. She helped them get in and get buckled, then got in the front and drove home.
"Is mommy home?" Chris asked.
"She is," Phoebe said with a nod. "She's baking cookies for you guys."
"Me, too?" Melinda asked eagerly, pouting slightly.
"You, too, sweetie," Phoebe said, smiling.
The ride home was peaceful, traffic wise (which was odd for San Francisco.) but crazy kid-wise (not so unusual.) Melinda sat in the middle, Wyatt behind Phoebe's seat, and Chris behind the empty passenger's seat. Wyatt and Chris kept arguing about something that had happened at school and they kept trying to get at each other, Melinda protesting, as they had to lean over her and sometimes hit her by accident.
"Guys, cut that out or you can't have cookies," Phoebe finally said, tired of their fighting. It got them quiet fast.
Phoebe parked next to the sidewalk, cut the engine, and got out. She helped the kids out; Wyatt and Chris raced up the lawn to the front door. Melinda took Phoebe's hand and they followed suit.
Phoebe unlocked the door and Wyatt and Chris ran in.
"Wyatt, give that back! That's my toy truck!" Chris whined, running after Wyatt, who had gone towards the living room.
"Gotta catch me first!" Wyatt called, giggling evilly (well, maybe not literally . . . maybe.)
Piper walked out from the direction of the kitchen, smiling. "Hey. Have a fun ride?"
Phoebe laughed and shook her head. "Oh, wonderful."
Melinda ran over and hugged Piper around the middle then ran off to chase after her cousins.
Piper crossed her arms and smiled, watching her go, then looked at Phoebe.
"We have the best kids," Piper commented.
Phoebe nodded. "We really do."
"I wish Paige could have gotten to know them," Piper added sadly.
Phoebe nodded, spacing off as she thought back to that day . . .
The Avatars had tricked them into thinking they were good and wanted to help get rid of demons to bring about a Utopia, which they had done. But they did it for different reasons, reasons that only benefited them. The Avatars wanted to become the prime rulers of the Underworld and the World Above Earth. To do so, they had to get rid of all other demons, warlocks, and baddies. They also had to sacrifice a powerful being of light. A Charmed One.
They had caught Paige alone and vulnerable. Piper and Phoebe, weakened as it were because it was just the two of them, couldn't get to Paige in time. She had been sacrificed. After, the Avatars did the ceremony necessary to rid the world of all demons but themselves. Piper and Phoebe had gotten a hold of Brody's potion and used it to kill the Avatars soon after, before they had a chance to really become powerful. They were gone; The demons were gone; Paige was gone.
Leo was also gone. The Elders had found out that he had become an Avatar. Leo had tried to explain that he had done it for all the right reasons, but the Elders wouldn't listen. They clipped his wings and were, currently, magically keeping him away from the sisters. They had tried everything to locate him and had failed.
Phoebe's husband had left her soon after he found out she was pregnant. He knew she was a witch and he didn't want to raise a magical child, nor did he want to be committed to something like that. She had no idea where he was.
And, finally, Brody was gone. With the Avatars dead and Paige dead, he had no reason to stick around and he went back to wherever her had come from.
Magic School had been closed, since Paige was no longer around to run it and no one else wanted to or could. Piper and Phoebe had left her room in tact, but they never could find the courage to go in. It hurt too much. They were a wreck and they missed their sister so much; Paige was the second sister they had lost. Phoebe had stopped working for the paper shortly after all this had happened.
It had been eight years. In those eight years, they had lost several people they loved and knew and things had changed drastically. All they had now were each other and their kids.
Everything was different, ever since the Avatars.