A/N: Hi, this is my first story, so, ya know, be nice. I'll always welcome CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, but anything mean and I'll be hurt. If you don't like my story, don't read it. So yeah, I only own Aileen and the plot, maybe a few demons here and there. Oh! I also own a Samulet! That has nothing to do with Charmed, but I'm really proud of it. So, yeah.

-THACA

The Halliwell sisters had seen some strange things, but the newest Elder was definitely something new. She was a young girl, barely even 8 years old. She swam in the elder robes she had been dressed in. Leo turned to the two other Elders that had orbed in with her. "Why did you come here?"

"She needs training and, as much as we despise it, we thought that you and the Charmed Ones would be the best option."

Phoebe looked at them. "Wait... You want us to train an Elder? She's and Elder? She's, like, eight!"

The two other Elder simply nodded and orbed away. Piper bent down as best she could with her pregnant belly and said, "Hi. My name's Piper. These are my sisters, Phoebe and Paige. And that's my husband, Leo."

"I'm Aileen." She murmured quietly.
"Hi Aileen." Phoebe cooed. "Do you want something to eat?" "Eat?" She asked quietly.
"You do eat, don't you?" Paige asked.
"I... Don't remember." Aileen whispered.

The three sisters turned to Leo. He frowned, saying, "This can happen sometimes. When there's a new white lighter, sometimes when their brought back, it messes with their memories of when they were alive."

"Well," Piper said, "I think the first thing to do would be to get her some proper clothes. I'll go raid the attic."

When Piper got back, she had a small white and gold dress that matched Aileen's robes. After quickly changing, she was led to the kitchen where Piper quickly cooked lunch. They were in the middle of it when the door flew off it's hinges.

"Not again!" Phoebe groaned.

A/N: Ok, so, Chapter 1 is done. If you're even bothering to read this, say in your review, "I hope your Apple Pie is freaking worth it!" So, there we go. I hope you like my story. THACA out! Peace!