A/N: so I'm really into the whole idea of camelot and the round table so for the purposes of this series I'm changing the way that the family found out about Wyatt being the reincarnation of Arthur. I am waiting for the next chapter to really explore how excalibur came to Wyatt so this is really just a teaser chapter. Please read and review with any thoughts, concerns or ideas.


Paige orbed into the manor the next day, joining her sisters for lunch. Hank was already a month and a half old and she had returned to South Bay social services from maternity leave. Piper, Phoebe, and Prue alternated watching the kids due to their flexible schedules and Paige watched them on weekends. Sitting down, Paige orbed her helpings onto her plate.

"Hey," Prue said excited, "you didn't even have to call for your food. Your powers must be advancing."

"Yeah, I think it's probably due to having little Hank around. All the two o'clock feedings really helped it along."

"Probably because you're not capable of basic human function before your second cup of coffee," Piper teased and continued to feed Melinda. "Can you believe that Melinda is three years old? Yes you are," she teased her daughter before giving her another scoop of yogurt.

Time seemed to fly in the Halliwell manor. Wyatt was almost four years old; Paige had been a part of her biological family for almost five years. Everyone was doing their best to lead normal, happy lives which was why the sisters put so much effort into being a part of each other's lives. The girl talk continued until Paige turned her head up to the ceiling, and moaned, "Uh. Seriously? I hate to cut this lunch short but I have to go meet a new charge," Paige said with her lips pursed. "I'll be back in a few hours to pick up Hank."

"Do you remember the last charge she brought home? What a handful," Prue said when Paige orbed out.

"The last charge she brought home was Billy," Phoebe reminded her big sister.

Prue nodded, "Exactly."


Billie dropped her stuff off at Paige's and made her way over to the manor, surprised to see all of the sisters there at the same time. "Hey guys, what's going on?"

Billie heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs and was shocked to see the figure before her. "J.D, but I thought you…"

"Died," he filled in the blank. "They made me a whitelighter and I've been up there," J.D motioned up, "training."

"And now he's been assigned to me for some fieldwork," Paige said, "so we're all going to be responsible for showing him the ropes."

"Cool. So will you be staying with us?"

"Actually," Phoebe began, "he's going to be staying at my house since we're the only one without any kind of healer."

"And because we don't want any mischief going on," Prue sugarcoated her words.

"Mischief," Billie said with an unusually high –er—pitched voice.

"Yes, mischief. Now why don't you take J.D upstairs and get him caught up with guardians; we're going to be joining them for another sabbat next week. We'll be up soon," Paige told her foster daughter.

"Um, sure. Come on; I'll take you up to the attic," Billie motioned to the young man. "It's where all the magic happens."


"I've learned all about these guys," J.D confided, "but I've never met one before. What kind of things go on at the celebrations?"

"Well, the faeries are almost always around, it's just a matter of whether or not you can see them," Billie told them. "Lots of food and drink and weird dancing, but it's fun."

"Uh," J.D grunted. "Kind of sounds like you'd rather be doing something else," he said trying to get her to open up.

"I've just been a little preoccupied lately," Billie used her favorite excuse. She wondered if telling him about her plans to find her sister was smart. No one knew yet because she was afraid that the sisters would tell her she wasn't ready yet, but something in the pit of her stomach told her that she had to find her sister and soon.

Just as she was contemplating her next move there was a loud bang and a scream coming from downstairs. Billie began to run and as she made it to the bottom of the staircase she saw Prue thrown across the foyer into the double doors. The sisters were scrambling to fight off demons but more kept appearing. The kids were huddled together under Wyatt's force field and Pearl was crying her eyes out. Christy began throwing her arms out and demons went flying all over the place. Making her way to Prue, she lent the eldest sister a hand and helped her up.

"Excalibur," Prue said and began climbing the steps to get to the attic. "No," Prue cried out when she saw a tall, ruggedly handsome man try to pull the sword from the stone. All of a sudden the sword rippled into a puddle of water and disappeared.

"Damn it," he cried and the demon called out to his companions to retreat. The sword manifested its self into Billie's and the rest of the Halliwell's came jogging into the attic.

"Did you get him," Piper asked with Melinda perched on her hip.

"No," Billie said, "but who the hell was he and what's going on?"

"We were attacked while you were with J.D," Piper told her. "He came for the sword but we don't know anything else about him."

Prue walked over to the book and began flipping pages. "That's going to change," she said and threw herself into her research.