Hi guys :) new story time! *gives out cookies to lovely readers in hope that they ignore the fact that the timeline doesn't work*

Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed ot PLL. I do own a broomstick! *flies off into the night* :)

Ella Montgomery sighed as she looked around the room at all the boxes that needed to be unpacked. It was at times like this that she longed for her sister Prue's power of telekinesis. At least that way the task ahead of her would go a lot quicker and she could get settled back into her normal life. She scoffed internally at the word 'normal'. Even after moving away from the manor and starting her own mortal family she was first and foremost a witch and that was anything but normal in her opinion.

After Prue died, Piper had drifted apart from her sister Phoebe and eventually they agreed to sell the manor and go their separate ways. They still saw each other a couple of times a year to catch up and Phoebe had even met the Montgomery family once or twice but without their older sister and the power of three to keep them together they didn't have much else in common.

She had bound Aria's powers at birth so that she wouldn't have to learn the horrors and tragedy that came hand in hand with a destiny to kill demons but she'd kept her own powers for protection. Even now, almost twenty years later, she still came across the occasional demon that she had to vanquish.

Out of nowhere white lights appeared in front of her, snapping her out of her train of thought. Suddenly she was standing face to face with her ex husband, who looked exactly the same as he had done when she said her very tearful and apologetic goodbye to him.

"Leo!" She hissed. "What are you doing here? My daughter is in the next room and my husband is downstairs. You can't just orb in like that!"

"I'm sorry, Piper, ok? As long as you're a witch I'm still your Whitelighter and I need to tell you something important."

"Keep your voice down." Ella warned him.

"Sorry. Listen, the Elders have heard whispers that there might be a chance to get the power of three back. They sent me here to tell you."

"What do you mean? You can bring Prue back?"

"Not exactly." Leo said sadly, watching his expression drop after the momentary glimmer of hope he'd given her. "They think that your mother may have had another daughter with her Whitelighter."

"What?" Ella exclaimed.

"Her name is Paige Matthews. She's a social worker in San Fransisco. I can take you to her now if you want."

Unable to believe what she was hearing, Ella froze Leo to give herself some time to process the news.

She had another sister? Well technically half-sister. How did she not know about this? How had her mother hidden a pregnancy from them as children? And that wasn't even touching upon the topic of how to deal with the possibility that the power of three could be formed again. It didn't feel right without Prue. How could it? Not to mention the fact that life as a Charmed one usually resulted in demons coming after her and her loved ones every other week. Once they found out that the power of three was back they'd do everything they could to destroy it, just like they had done the last time. Ella couldn't cope with that again. What would happen if Byron or her children got hurt?

Sighing, she unfroze Leo. "No, Leo. You don't understand. I have a family of my own now. I can't go back to fighting demons all the time. I can't go back to that life." She told him. Her mind flashed to her other sister. "What did Phoebe say?"

"I haven't told her yet. I came to you first but I'm on my way to New York now to see her."

"I need time to think about this. Being one of the Charmed ones became a full time job and I'm not sure if I can give up this life for that one again."

"I'll let you know what Phoebe says. Maybe that will help to make up your mind."

From behind her Ella heard a knock on the door. "Mom." Aria's voice called out. "Who are you talking to."

"Shit." Ella muttered under her breath. "Go now." She told Leo, who orbed out of her room as quickly as he had entered it. Her mind still reeling from the news she'd just heard, Ella turned around and opened the door to see her teenage daughter standing on the other side. "I was just talking to myself sweetie. Trying to decide where to put all this stuff. Did we always have this much junk?"

"Well you never like to throw anything away." Aria reminded her with a smirk.

"Yes a little trait I picked up from my Grams. She was a great woman, despite all her annoying traits. It's a shame you never got to meet her. You two would've gotten along like a house on fire." Ella smiled.

She looked over to her phone that had just vibrated on her dresser to alert her to a text message. Leo couldn't have told Phoebe that quickly, could he? She got up from her bed and walked over to it to read the message.

A witch, you say? Well this is going to be a lot of fun. Kisses. – A

She could tell the colour had drained from her face and her fear was clear as day from the worried look that her daughter was giving her.

"What's wrong mom?" Aria asked.

"Oh, it's nothing." Ella replied as she tried to compose herself. "Can you go and ask your father to start dinner please? All this unpacking is making me hungry."

"Sure." She said as she left the room, closing the door behind her.

Ella sighed as she sat back on the bed. Who was this 'A' person? How did they find out she was a witch? She hadn't performed any magic in over a month until five minutes ago when Leo appeared. Does that mean they were in the house? In her bedroom? Watching her and her family? Where they even human?

Suddenly the room started to spin around her and she collapsed back onto her bed, the overload of emotions over the past few minutes getting the better of her as she lost consciousness.

A/N: I'd love to hear if you think this is worth continuing :) xxx