Konnichiwa everyone! Here's the next chapter. Sorry I didn't get it up earlier, I was having a bit of trouble with it. A little constructive criticism would be very helpful! (hint, hint)

Charmedisthebestshoweverandeveryoneshouldknowit

As we sat down to dinner I suddenly remembered something. "Guys?" I said. The other two looked at me. "I had a dream last night. We were eating dinner and a man orbed in. A Whitelighter. Stupid Elders," I added, muttering. "What's the point of me having prophetic dreams if I can't remember what happens until just before it happens?"

Rae shrugged and asked, "Who was he?" I shook my head.

"I don't know, I didn't recognize him. He's probably our new Whitelighter, but I can't remember if he said anything." They nodded.

We were just finishing when he came. He blinked when he saw us eating and said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were having dinner. Do you want me to come back later?"

"No, it's fine," I said. "Who are you?"

"I'm Andy, and your new Whitelighter," he said.

"Andy? Andy Trudeau?" Rae asked.

"Uh, yeah. Why?"

"That's interesting," Roxy said.

"I had no idea you were a Whitelighter," I said. "I bet the Charmed Ones didn't either."

"No, they didn't," he said. "I wasn't allowed to see them. But I died protecting them, and so the Elders made me a Whitelighter."

"You do realize we're the second most powerful witches in the world, don't you? You're going to be very busy."

"Don't brag, Rae," I said.

"I wasn't bragging!"

"Stop fighting, you two," Roxy said wearily. "We might as well be sisters the way you two argue."

"Yes, I know that," Andy replied to Rae's earlier question. "I've been briefed by the Elders."

As if they know anything, I said to the other two telepathically. They fought to control their laughter.

"Well, sit down then. We're not done eating. Do you have a lot of other charges?" I questioned.

"No, I don't," Andy responded. "Just like Leo didn't."

That makes me feel special, Rae said in our minds. We had talked through telepathy so much that even though it wasn't Rae or Roxy's power, they could use it to talk to each other.

"Then eat something. You're not likely to be called away."

The rest of dinner passed in relative silence. Once everyone was finished eating, I gathered up the dishes and began loading the dishwasher. This is so annoying. Are you sure it's my turn? I always complained about doing the dishes.

Yes, Roxy replied. Just be glad you don't have to wash them by hand. Whose turn is it to take out the trash?

Yours! chorused Rae and I. Roxy sighed and went to do it. Rae smiled at Andy, who said, "I feel left out."

Rae and I laughed. "Sorry," Rae said. "It's habit. We'll try to keep our conversations out loud. Can't guarantee anything though." Andy smiled back. "So," Rae continued, trying to strike up a conversation, "how long have you been a Whitelighter?"

"About seven and a half years," Andy replied.

"Ever had charges that get attacked as much as we do?"

He laughed. "No, no one except Leo has. You guys get attacked as much as the Charmed Ones do!"

"You've noticed that too?" I said from the sink. "Why don't we have a better dishwasher?"

"With what money?" asked Roxy, walking in the door.

"That was a rhetorical question."

"Then why'd you say it out loud?" Rae asked.

"Because," I said, "you probably would have heard it anyway. All our emotions are screwed up."

"True," Roxy agreed. "We've all got some issues to work out."

"I have a feeling we're going to have more visitors," I said suddenly.

"Is that a hunch?"

"Yeah."

"Huh?" Andy asked, confused.

"Oh, sorry. Rose here has chronokinesis, so she sometimes gets hunches which turn out to be true."

"Not complete chronokinesis, Roxy. Complete chronokinesis would enable me to stop, fast forward, and rewind time. Like Tempus. I can only access it subconsciously, through dreams or hunches."

"Details, details," Roxy said airily. Everyone laughed. We were all having a good time…so of course something had to happen. And by 'something' I mean a demon.

The demon shimmered in before we were done laughing. No one noticed for a few moments-until he threw a fireball at us. Roxy quickly froze it with her cryokinesis and I reached out my hands and called on my third and last power, pyrokinesis. The demon's clothes (well, rags) caught on fire, but he didn't. "Hate it when that happens," I commented. "I'm going to go get Cynthia. Be right back!" Before anyone could respond I turned and shimmered out. I shimmered in to Cynthia's room and grabbed her arm. When we got back to the house, Rae was shooting the demon with a blast of water. Cynthia yanked her arm out of my hand and froze him (not with cryokinesis, but with temporal stasis).

"Rosalyn! Don't do that! You scared the crap out of me! I thought you were a demon!" she yelled.

"Sorry," I grinned. "Thanks for helping out. Book, everyone! Except you, Cynthia. You stay here in case he unfreezes." I ran to the Book of Shadows, which unlike the Charmed Ones' was not in the attic, but in what was meant to be the dining room. We brewed our potions and kept the Book of Shadows there, and called it the Book room. "Guys?" I called. I had reached the room a few seconds ahead of them.

Roxy, Rae, and Andy (in that order) came into the room. "Yeah?" Roxy asked.

"Just wondering what was taking so long. Let's see what kind of demon that was." I opened the Book. A few moments later we all heard a crash. Cynthia?

I'm okay. He threw me a fireball but I froze him again.

Okay. Did it get you? When she didn't answer I knew it had. "Andy? Could you go check on Cynthia? We can take care of this."

"Yeah, sure." He went back to the kitchen. I turned the Book so all three of us could see it.

"Is this him?" I asked them. Rae shook her head.

"No, his skin was green, not blue." She turned some more pages. "What about this?"

"I don't think so. He threw fireballs." After a few more minutes of this we finally found the demon. "Thryk. An upper-level demon whose MO is fireballs," I said. "Here's a vanquishing potion. Rae, you start on the potion. Roxy, you come with me. We have to get some flesh. Ew." I grabbed an athame off the bedside table on my way out.

When we got back to the kitchen we saw Cynthia and Andy sitting in the chairs we had just recently vacated. Cynthia was holding her head in her hands while Andy was keeping a sharp watch on the demon. It unfroze and conjured a fireball as I watched. "Cynthia!" Andy said. Without looking u p she threw out her hand and the demon refroze.

"Nice," I said. This time she did look up, and smiled at me.

"Thanks."

"Who wants to cut off some demon flesh?" I asked, brandishing my athame. "Cynthia?" She shook her head. "Roxy? Please?" She shook her head too, grinning. "Oh fine," I huffed. I walked over to Thryk and grabbed his hand. Closing my eyes, I sliced off part of his palm. I picked it up and gagged. Roxy quickly held out a plastic baggie and I dropped the flesh into it. As she went back to the Book room, I grabbed a pair of tongs. No sense in getting blown on our asses as soon as we add the flesh. "You keep him frozen," I said to Cynthia on my way out. She nodded.

When I got back to the others Raven was almost done with the potion. Roxy looked up from the Book when I walked in and said, "All we need is the flesh."

"Goodie," I said. I stepped closer to the cauldron and they stepped back until we were all about a foot away. I used the tongs to get the flesh out of the baggie and threw it in. The potion exploded. "Done," I said. "Let's go relieve Cynthia from freezing duty." We traipsed back to the kitchen, again. "Let's just lure him into the Book room next time. This is ridiculous."

"Stop whining," Cynthia said from her seat. "Ready?" We nodded and she motioned at the demon. He unfroze and got ready to make another fireball, but Roxy threw the potion. "Viola! Demon is vanquished. Now take me home."

"Yes, ma'am," I said, and saluted her before shimmering her home. When we got there I called silently, Mom?

Yeah? the answer came back.

We had to borrow Cynthia for a while. She's back in her room now.

Okay. Tell her to make sure her homework's done.

Will do! "Mom says you better do all your homework, Cynthy."

"I was going to anyway. Now shoo!" I shooed. I've got to do my homework too… I thought. I should ask Rae for help with that World Religions essay, then I have to do that research for Literature…at least I don't have any Astronomy homework. "Rae?" I called.

"Still in the kitchen!"

"Feel like writing an essay?" I asked.

"Never," she groaned. "Let's just get it over with. Lucky Roxy, she already went to bed."

"Lucky? That just means she has no social life."

"Neither do you. Besides, who needs a social life when you live with your best friends?"

"You mean, who has time for a social life when you're constantly fighting demons?"

"That too."

Two hours of writing combined with much good-natured banter later, we had both finished our essay.

I rubbed my eyes. "I don't know how much longer I can do this. I might have to start taking online courses. College plus job plus witch duties equals one very tired woman."

"I know what you mean. But I don't know, it's nice to get out of the house every once in a while. Good night!"

"Night," I said distractedly. Who's going to be visiting, I wonder? I shrugged and walked into my room.

Charmedisthebestshoweverandthesethingsarereallyfun

There you go. Okay. Um…I'm a bit shaky on Andy's character (okay, a lot). But I do have a reason for him being OOC. It comes up in a later chapter.