Slow dripping could be barely heard above the hushed voices of the two huddled in the darkness.

"Cole, where have you been? We've been worried. What's the matter?" Phoebe fires questions at him as she sees him walk into the cavern. She slowly makes her way towards him but the look on his face told her more then she wanted to know.

"He knows. About you, about us." She spoke quietly but the meaning not escaping her.

"So, what does that mean?" she asked the question in confusion as she looked up at his face. A face that looked away a moment and then back to her.

"He's offering a deal. He'll get Tempus to reset time if you stay... here." The last word came out so quiet she almost didn't hear him, but she had.

It was then Leo stepped from the near shadows, "What? Down here? He's crazy." The anger in his voice not escaping the former demon

"Hardly." Cole assured them both, but what he knew he had to tell them, tell her was not going to be easy.

Leo looked at Cole not really sure what to believe, but he knew he could not leave Phoebe in the underworld. "Yeah, well, we're desperate but not that desperate."

Phoebe held his eyes to hers. There was something he wasn't telling them "Why would he think that I would accept an offer like that?"

Cole hesitated as he held her eyes to his, "Because it's the only way to bring one of your sisters back to life."

Phoebe felt as is she had just been punched in the stomach. All the air inside her had just left her body, "What?"

"It's a trick, he's lying." Leo shot out refusing to believe what Cole was saying.

"No, it's not." Was all Cole said as he saw the fear in Phoebes eyes the same fear that was in Leo's.

Prue couldn't believe what was going on as her tears continued to fall. Her sister was dead. Her friend, her confidant. She had lost track of the number of times she had called for Leo, but it was Piper who made her remember that he was in the underworld and he couldn't hear them. In the underworld with Cole and Phoebe. Once again her youngest sisters fool heart had gotten them in a load of trouble. Running after a demon

Prue reached across and pulled the tubes and wires off of Piper. Brushing her hand over her sisters head she barely even heard the sound of the door opening.

"Just keep your hands where I can see them, and you won't get hurt." He said but as she turned and glared at him he got a little uneasy. "Easy."

Prue didn't even think about her actions as she used her power and sent him flying out of the room.

Another SWAT member runs in. Prue kicks him and uses her power tossing him as well out of the ER. Grabbing the metal bar and she pokes it through the handles of the door sealing herself and her sister in the room. Reaching for the wall she hit the switch sending the room into darkness. It was then the only light she saw was the familiar blue and white orbs of Leo orbing in.

"They killed her, Leo. They think we're the demons now." Prue cried out as she saw the anguish and pain in her brother-in-laws face.

Leo walked over to Piper as his tears fell freely. He wraps his arms around her as best he can. "Oh, god. How can this be happening? I don't understand. I'm so sorry." His pain was like nothing he had ever felt as he leaned over and kisses Piper's forehead.

Prue watched briefly but she only had one thing on her mind. Leo had gone to the underworld to set time back to stop all the madness that had happened. "Can you make this right or not?"

She pulls him up by his shirt. Her emotions run by anger and pain. "Go!" She ordered not even seeing that to save Piper there might be a consequence

Prue watched as Leo orbed out. She could still see the look on his face, the pain in his heart. It mirrored her own, but she couldn't shake the feeling inside. She started back to towards Piper. "Don't worry, he's gonna fix it. I promise, you're gonna be fine."

The perspiration ran down her like a water fall, cascading over every part of her. The same nightmare over and over again. When would it ever end? Her sister was lost and she was to blame. Maybe the nightmare was her guilt consuming her. Maybe it was her own way of telling herself she had let her sister down. When it was more important to save the innocent.

She looked up at her clock. It was nearly time to get up anyway. Pushing back the covers she grabbed her robe and started for the shower. She could smell the fresh brew of coffee starting down stairs and knew her sister hadn't gotten much sleep either. It was almost routine for the two of them. Long sleepless nights of no sleep, and days filled with the potential of demons attacking. Demons neither one of them wanted to deal with.

She felt the hot water sooth into her skin. She knew it wouldn't sooth away her guilt, but it was all she had then. Her hands placed against the wall she held her head under the showerhead, as once again the tears threatened to consume her.

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She puttered in the kitchen. She never puttered in the kitchen, but lately that was all she did, all she could do. Her world had been turned upside down by a demon and there was nothing she could do to fix it. How long had it been? Months, weeks? They both walked around the Manor like the world had stopped, ever since the attack, an attack they had no way of winning. So how was it in the end the two of them were still there? One sister was dead, the other two were barely keeping it together. Why hadn't the Source come now and finished what he started with Shax? In some ways she wished he would. .At least then I wouldn't feel anymore pain . She thought to herself.

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Leo orbed in to the living room in time to see the daily routine. One in the kitchen, puttering as she always did now. The other walking down the stairs, her usual walk missing the spark that was in her soul. He had to somehow get them back on the right track. Back to their destiny.

Even from there he knew she was still beating herself up over what had happened. He had tried on so many occasions and levels to explain to her it wasn't her fault but she wouldn't hear him. Her guilt was louder then any words he or anyone could speak.

He looked back and recalled what had happened and blamed himself as much, or more then she was blaming herself. He knew it was his burden to carry. He had reacted on his love for Piper and that was it. She was lost now because of his love. A love that should have never been in the first place. A love that was forbidden because of the results they all now carried with them. The loss of a good witch: A Charmed One.

The sound of the doorbell was all that brought him back to the here and now as he wiped away the stray tear that was falling down his face. Making his way to the door he looked at the saddened face of Victor Halliwell. "Victor." Leo reached his hand out and shook it, as their father entered the Manor.

"Leo." He placed his coat on the coat rack, "How they doing?"

"As can be expected. Not very well." Leo answered with near no emotions. He didn't have any left. "I'll leave you three alone. I'll be aback later." He placed a comforting hand on his father-in-laws shoulder before orbing out.

He walked into the familiar kitchen as he had a few times already since the attack. He still wasn't sure yet what had happened. Only that it was bad and he had lost a daughter.

No words were spoken as he placed his arms around the first girl he saw. He could tell even then she was blaming herself for what had happened. He had tried as much as Leo had to get her to realize it wasn't her fault, but like Leo, Victor had no luck. This was a cross his daughter was going to bare no matter what anyone told her.

But he also had a resentment to his son-in-law. He was their whitelighter for crying out loud. How could he let this happen?

It was as if she could hear his thoughts.

"It isn't Leo's fault Dad. It's mine. I never thought of the consequences."

She heard her sister speaking to thier father and it was like everything inside her all of a sudden exploded. "It's everyone's fault! Its Mum and Grams for not telling us our true heritage when they had the chance! It's Leo's for not tell us what was going on. It's the Sources for attacking us every second of the day. It's your fault, it's my fault, it's her fault!! We all bare the blame." Her tears ran down her face as weeks worth of emotions came to the surface as she faced the reality of her sister not around. She felt herself crumb as she then felt the arms around her. Arms she melted into. One sister she still had left.

As she held her sister she once again felt her guilt. Guilt she took on herself for what had happened that day. She can't even remember the first time she felt it, but even now the question burned inside her, What have I done? She had broken her family in more pieces then it could ever be repaired and it was all her fault.