Cole snapped awake just before Phoebe screamed, since he felt the surge of her despair shoot through him. He was out of the bed, fireball in hand, scanning the room for danger. When he found none, he extinguished the fireball and gathered Phoebe in his arms. "It's okay, love, you're okay," he said.

He could hear the girls crying in their room, awakened by their mother's screams and possibly a little empathy of their own. Sam was awake and holding on to Phoebe as well, so he kissed her and released her to Sam's embrace. "I'll get the girls, I'll be right back," he said, hurrying to the nursery.