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Phoebe (powerofpheebs) wrote in wariscoming,

"Plenty of us don't have jobs here," Phoebe admitted, looking a little ashamed of herself. "Which I hate, by the way. I worked way too hard to be independent to end up on the bottom of the heap. But I don't exist in this world, it isn't like I can go right back to where I was." Which really, really pissed her off. But what could she do about it? Nothing, that's what. Start from scratch, maybe, if that's what she wanted. Would she be able to deal with being back at the bottom of the heap? It was bad enough she felt like she was back under Prue's scrutiny at all times. "But I hear Dr. Tam's the best. I haven't had a reason to go see him yet, hoping I can keep it that way for a while." Doctors weren't Phoebe's favorite thing ever.

She settled on the other end of the couch, leaving the cookies on the coffee table so Darcy could pick at them if she chose. She placed a cup of tea in the woman's hands and smiled sympathetically. "For what it's worth? I'd be scared to death if I were you. I've dealt with these sorts of things, it doesn't make it any easier. Twins? And by yourself?" She pulled her feet up beneath her, sipping at her own cup. "Good thing about this place is, you've got instant babysitters. Need a breather? How many people here would kill to get their hands on a fat, squishy baby boy to play with?"

She would. Oh, sure, her vision had shown her a girl. But Piper's future had said a girl and they'd gotten Wyatt instead. So who knew? Every time Phoebe thought she'd pushed the idea aside, it poked its head back up with a vengeance. She wanted to be a mommy and badly. And knowing that, even for a moment, Darcy hadn't wanted to be, was shocking to her. But she could understand it, too.

"My sister had planned for a girl," she pointed out, neglecting to mention that they'd assumed as much thanks to a trip to the future. She'd probably confused poor Darcy enough already. "She loves her little boy now more than anything. And you've got twice the baby to love. They will look silly if you dress them in pretty little dresses, though."