"Prudence! Phoebe! Get down here this instant!" Patricia 'Patty' Halliwell yelled. She waddled from the bottom of the stairs to seek refuge in her favourite chair before chaos arrived in the form of her oldest and second youngest daughters. Her youngest was due any day now, and it did not help her stress levels that two of her three girls were acting up.

"Yes mommy?" said Prudence sweetly said. She rushed into the solarium before her sister Phoebe could reach her.

"Let your sister play with your doll. And do not even think of using your powers to get it back," she told Prue, in her most commanding tone. Her hand flew to her stomach to stop the cramps which kept coming.

"But mommy," Prue complained, "Phoebe will just get it wet and cover it in her germs!"

"Prude…." Patty warned

"Alright mummy, I'll let the slobbery baby play with my dolly." Prue relented. "I hate it when you call me Prudence," the six-year-old complained. Patty sighed lightly.

"I will have you know that one of your grandmothers was called Prudence," Patty stated and sank into the over plump chair. Little Phoebe, aged two, toddled into the room, tripping at her mother's feet.

"I know, Grams always tells me. She always tells me I should be proud to have the name Prudence, but it stinks!" Prudence stamped her feet. She was silent for a few moments, trying coming up with a new activity to do which would keep her sticky little sister away from her. "Well I'll just colour then," she said finally, then turned to the other occupant of the room, her other sister, Piper. "Piper, do you want to help me?

"Alright," Piper replied, placing her doll down on the table. She took Phoebe's hand in hers and helped the two year old up the stairs.

"Mom, could you go check on them to make sure Prue doesn't use her powers to get that doll?" Patty called into the kitchen after she failed to get up out of her seat.

"Sure sweetie, I will be back in a couple of minutes. You just sit tight." Penny Halliwell said, walking through the dining room and up the stairs, walking towards the girls' playroom.

Patty sat in the sunroom with her eyes closed when she saw a faint blue light coming from the doorway. She stood up quickly and walked over to hug the man who emerged from the light. "Sam! Thank goodness you came. I was starting to think the Elders found out."

Sam smiled. "They haven't found out yet. Speaking of, how is my little one?" He asked, placing his hand on the top of her rounded stomach lightly.

Patty gave a small laugh. "She won't come out. She was due yesterday."

"I know. How are the girls?" Sam asked.

"They're fine." Patty answered, "Well they will be if I don't hear of Prue trying to take a toy off of Phoebe again they will be."

Sam laughed. "Sisters will be sisters."

"I know." She said. She went back over to the chair and took a sip of her lemonade sitting on the table beside it.

Sam sat next to her, starting to talk to the child inside of the pregnant stomach.

Penny came back downstairs, picking up a duster from the dining room table. "The girls are playing nicely now. The threat of no cookies works wonders," she laughed, walking into the solarium. She paused, turning to look at her daughter. "Patty, are you okay? You look whiter than earlier."

Patty rolled her eyes. "I'm just peaky keen mother, my water just broke. "

"You, upstairs, now! Sam you go and watch the girls for me." Penny sprang into action, things flying towards her from all directions. She ushered her daughter up the staircase.

For several hours, moans and screams of pain were audible from the second floor of the Victorian manor.

"Hey girls, why don't we go downstairs and Uncle Sam will make us some dinner. Mommy's not feeling well and grams is helping mommy feel better." Sam said. He lifted Phoebe into his arms and took Pipers hand.

"Uncle Sam, what's wrong with mommy?" Piper, aged four, asked. She looked up to him with her chocolate brown eyes.

"Mommy's got a sore tummy. She will be all better soon." He replied, setting Phoebe on the floor when they entered the kitchen.

"Just one more push now Patty. Push as hard as you can" Penny told her daughter.

An ear-splitting scream echoed throughout the whole manor. The next minute, the cries of a baby came from one of the bedrooms.

"You did it. I'll let you hold her while I go get some water to clean her up." Penny said as she handed over a bundle of blankets and left the room.

"Hello there, my precious baby girl. I am your mommy and I want you to know I always will. I am sorry but your daddy and I have to let someone else take care of you. We will always love you and think about you." She placed a kiss on her daughters' forehead.

"Hello my beautiful grandbabies, on you go and eat what Sam made for you. Sam, could I speak with you in the dining room." She ushered Prue, Piper and Phoebe over to the table and exited the room.

"Has Patty had the baby?" Sam asked

"Yes. I will clean her up and then come down when she is and let you know so you can see her." She said and she re-entered the kitchen to get some water and a cloth.

"Hey, there are my beautiful girls!" Sam whispered. He went over to the bed and gave both Patty and his daughter a kiss on the forehead.

"Sam, I don't want to give her up. I cannot! We do not know who will take care of her. Hell, she does not even have a name and they probably will not give her a name beginning with P!

"Why don't we name her then? There's Pamela and Pandora and Paige…"

"I like Payton. Payton sounds nice, what do you think baby?" Patty cooed at the baby in her arms.

"It's perfect. Hello, my beautiful baby girl Payton, I am your daddy. I love you so much."

At the sound of the name Payton, the baby girl gurgled and reached up an arm towards Sam.

"Patty, we have to do this tomorrow morning. I don't want to now that I've seen her but you know what will happen if the elders find out! We need to take her to the nun tomorrow, any later and we run the risk of the Elders taking her from us forever. At least this way we have the chance of possibly seeing her again. Now get some rest. I will hold her until your mum can get the old Bassinet down from the attic." Sam took Payton into his arms and Patty lay down and closed her eyes.

Patty woke to Sam hunched over a bassinet next to the bed, arms protecting baby Payton from any harm. A bath to clean up was sorely called for as Patty crossed the room to the door, closing it quietly behind her.

Sam stood in Patty's room with little Payton in his arms, wrapped in a pink blanket wearing with the letter 'P' on it and wearing a little pink dress when she re-entered the room to awake the pair.

"We need to go now, Patty. Before the girls wake up," He walked over to her, handing Payton to her. "Your mother already bound her powers. She will only use them if she is in extreme danger."

"Let's go then, before I change my mind again," Patty said and then the three were absorbed in many blue lights.

"Sister, we pray that you will take our daughter and find her a good home. Her name is Payton. The family who adopt her may give her a middle name. Please find her a good home." Patty reluctantly handed over her youngest daughter to the sister.

"Blessed Be." The pair, engulfed in the tiny blue lights once more, left Payton sound asleep in the sister's arms.