A/N: This is my second fanfic for this site. As I've said before, I love crossovers, and this one is a doozy. It is a Wolf Lake/Charmed/ Kindred crossover with original characters and various references and characters from Highlander, and many other series. Don't worry, I'll site them as I go along. Another thing, I am going to change perspectives a lot in this story and I'm going to have a few major changes in location. Enjoy and R&R please.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I'm not sure who owns any of these shows. All I know is I am making no money off this story, so just sit back and enjoy my ramblings.

Prologue

Sunnydale, California 2000

The heart-monitor sounded a long high-pitched tone as the girl attached to it flatlined. Immediately, a cadre of doctors surrounded the once ultra-powerful young woman in an attempt to save her life. The Slayer had been in a coma for nearly five months now. None of the code team knew who she really was or that her current condition was a result of a run-in with her supposed "sister-slayer." That was except for the nurse who rushed to the telephone as soon as the girl recovered a steady heartbeat.

Across the ocean, a wiry young man entered his employer's office warily. The old man sat at his desk, waiting expectantly. "Well?"

"Our plant in Sunnydale General just confirmed it, sir. Faith died at 2:24 AM Mountain Time." the younger man stuttered.

"Excellent."

"But Mr. Travers, sir..." he stammered.

"Yes?" Quentin Travers prompted. When his subordinate did not reply, the Head of the Watchers Council became very annoyed. "Well, speak up man!"

"There are a few slight problems, sir." The young Watcher replied.

"Such as?"

"The doctors were able to revive Faith, sir. She's still in a coma but she is very much alive."

"Is that all, Harold?" Travers smiled. "No matter. If she ever awakens, we'll deal with her then. Just tell the plant to continue her vigil over the rogue. All that matters is that we have a new Slayer and she's all ours. All we have to do is find out who she is and get a Watcher on her immediately, if she doesn't already have one."

"Bbbbbut that's the other problem, sir." Harold was beginning to sweat. "We already know who the next Slayer is, and she definitely has a Watcher."

"So what is all this fuss about? That's wonderful news." Travers retorted. His assistant's spineless nature was becoming very annoying of late.

"It's Pierson's girl, sir."

Travers nearly spit out the brandy he'd been drinking. "Not... Adam Pierson's charge?" The Head Watcher took another great swallow of brandy, paling. "And there is no chance of a reconciliation? The girl won't take a different Watcher?"

"I believe his exact words were, 'After hell freezes over, and the Four Horsemen ride again,' sir. And I doubt the girl would leave his care, he is her father, for all intents and purposes." Harold replied sullenly.

"Well, Bugger."

San Fransisco 2004

Paige Matthews was bored. She had recently moved in with her boyfriend, Richard, but he was away on some kind of ominous-sounding "family business." Her sister Phoebe was in Hong Kong on a "trial run" before moving there to be with her current steady, Jason. Eldest sister, Piper, was finishing up some business at her club "P3" and ex-brother-in-law Leo was off somewhere doing whatever single Elders do. This all left Paige as the defacto babysitter for Piper's son, Wyatt.

Not that Paige didn't love spending time with her adorable little nephew. But she'd already fed, burped, and put the baby to sleep. There hadn't been one demon attack on the Manor in days and the temp agency she worked for currently had no open positions anywhere in the Bay Area. It sucked. The young witch was reduced to memorizing passages in the Book of Shadows until the phone finally rang.

Paige rushed down the stairs in time to pick it up on the third ring. She caught her breath and spoke cheerfully into the mouthpiece, "Hello, Halliwell residence, this is Paige speaking."

The person on the other end of the line sounded no less out of breath. "Are Prue, Piper, or Phoebe Halliwell there, please?"

Paige's brow furrowed at the mention of the deceased Halliwell sister, but she shrugged it off. "No they aren't, but I could take a message. Or maybe I could help you, I'm their..."

The woman on the other end cut Paige off, her voice obviously a bit panicked. "Look, could you just tell them that Deirdre is coming to town? I should be there in about two days and a really need their help. Tell them it's a family emergency. They'll understand. I have to go now."

Paige began to reply but was cut off yet again, this time by the dial tone. "Well, it was nice talking to you, too."

Just then, her Whitelighter, Chris, decided to materialize right behind her, followed quickly by Leo. "Hey."

Paige nearly jumped ten feet into the air. She screamed, "Don't do that! It's bad enough that I'm all alone in this house!"

Leo shushed Paige. "Is Wyatt asleep?"

"Yeah, I put him down a while ago."

Leo headed up the stairs to Wyatt's room. Chris sighed. "So did anything happen while we were gone? Any demon attacks or weird curses I should be aware of?"

Paige smiled at the boy, thinking he must be just as bored as she. "No, nothing like that. I did get this really weird phone call though. Some woman asking for Piper, Phoebe, and Prue, of all people. Guess she didn't know Prue's gone."

"Hmm." Leo replied as he came down the stairs cradling a blurry eyed, Wyatt. "Did she give a name?"

"Deirdre... Ring any bells?"

Leo went wide eyed for a moment before replying. "Did she say anything else?"

Paige shrugged. "She said she'd be in town in a couple of days and that she needed their help. Said it was some kind of 'family emergency'. I don't exactly know what that means out of our own context. Why? Do you know her?"

Leo nodded. "She's your cousin."

"Cousin? I didn't even now I had a cousin. How do I have a cousin?"

Leo handed Wyatt over to Chris. "You should ask Piper that when she gets home. I'll go get Phoebe. Then, I'll orb up. If it's an emergency with Deirdre, then I'm going to haveta consult the other Elders. This could mean real trouble."

And with that, Leo disappeared, leaving two confused half-Whitelighter, half-witches in his wake.

Twenty minutes later, The Charmed Ones were assembled in the living room of Halliwell Manor surrounded by Leo, Chris, and Wyatt. Paige told them all about the mysterious phone call and asked about the woman, who was apparently their cousin.

"Gramms had two sons along with Mom." Phoebe explained. "I think she had them with her second husband. Anyways, when Gramms divorced him, the boys went with their father. She never saw them again. Gramms didn't like to talk about them much. Deirdre is the daughter of our oldest uncle, Seth."

Paige looked confused. "If Gramms never saw her sons again, how do you know Deirdre is our cousin?"

Piper shrugged. "Gramms told us she heard that Seth got married and had a little girl with his wife. He walked out on them a few years later. Seth's wife, Gloria knew that Gramms would want to meet her granddaughter, so she brought Deirdre here to San Fransisco to live. Gloria remarried and divorced again but she and Deirdre always kept in touch with our family."

"Okay." Chris replied, pointing to Leo, "But why were you so alarmed when Paige told you she called? Why'd we have to drag Phoebe back here from Hong Kong?"

Leo turned to Piper. "Do you want to tell them the rest of the story?"

Piper and Phoebe exchanged a look before Piper nodded. Phoebe gestured to the couches in the living room. "You guys had better sit down this could take a while."

"You'd better go, Phoebs. Jason might get worried. One of us will come get you when Deedee arrives." Piper reasoned. "I can tell them." Phoebe nodded and was quickly spirited away by Leo.

Piper sat down took Wyatt, who was now sleeping away from Chris. She sat down next to Paige and said, "Everybody settled in? Good. Cause, barring any demon attacks, this could take all night."