Another chapter for you all.

Maggie debated for three days whether to call Emily. She was burning to know more about the woman. Who she was? Why she was no longer a Charmed One? What happened with her and Harry? Why she was back in Hilltowne?

Finally Maggie caved and called the number.

"Talk to me."

"Hi… It's Maggie."

Emily frowned. "Who?"

"Maggie. We met the other night… You chopped that demons head off, I asked you a load of questions." Maggie tilted her head to the side.

Emily nodded. "Right. The empath. You didn't tell anyone about me did you?"

Maggie shook her head. "No, no, not a soul."

"Good. So what do you want?" Emily asked her. "I'm kinda busy." She looked down at the crime scene she'd just broken into.

"I was wondering if I could meet you sometime. I have so many questions and I was hoping maybe you could teach me more about you know empathic powers?" Maggie bit her lip.

Emily shrugged. "We can certainly talk. I'm still reserved about teaching you, I mean it's not something I do, you get I'm a lone witch right?"

Maggie nodded. "Well maybe we could meet for a drink?"

"You're too young to drink." Emily argued.

"It doesn't have to be alcoholic." Maggie rolled her eyes.

Emily chuckled. "Alright. One hour. The Haunt. Come alone." She hung up the phone.

Cry Little Sister

Maggie walked into the Haunt one hour later and looked around. Emily was sat in the corner with a bottle of beer in front of her at the table. She had a deck of cards which she was shuffling absentmindedly.

"Hi." Maggie greeted her, taking the seat opposite her.

Emily glanced up at her. "Hi."

"You're grumpy." Maggie observed.

"Bad morning." Emily set the cards down on the table. "So what do you want to know?"

Maggie leant forward. "You were a Charmed One?" She asked her.

"Once upon a time." Emily frowned. "How'd you know that?"

"Harry mentioned you." Maggie rubbed the back of her neck.

Emily's eyes widened. "You asked him about me?"

Maggie shook her head. "No. I mean not directly. I asked if there had been any other Charmed Ones and he said yes and I asked if he ever knew any. He said he did. He said I reminded him of one of them and I asked what her name was and he said Emily."

Emily studied her beer bottle. "Did he say anything else about me?"

"No, he just got all sad and pouty and then went up to his room." Maggie shrugged. "What happened between you two? You were a thing weren't you?"

Emily smiled. "I'm not answering that."

Maggie smirked. "You just did."

Emily shook her head and took a sip of her beer.

"So why did you break up?" Maggie asked.

"Ok I'm going to set some rules. You can ask me anything except about Harry or my past." Emily pointed a finger at her.

Maggie sighed. "Fine. So how do I control my powers and you know be able to read minds without touching someone?"

Emily nodded. "Concentration is key." She leant forward. "So the mind is different from person to person some are harder to get to than others." She explained.

"So how do you do it?" Maggie asked.

Emily scratched her chin. "I don't know, it's hard to explain. It's like picking a lock."

Maggie frowned. "You know how to pick a lock?"

"You don't?" Emily smirked. "Don't worry, add it to the list of things for me to teach you." She waved her off. "So when you're reading a mind, it's like picking a lock, you have to follow several steps to get into the mind. But the more you do it, the easier it gets." She explained.

"So you can read my mind right now?" Maggie asked.

Emily smiled. "I can but I don't generally go around reading people's mind. People are kind of weird." She shrugged taking a sip of her beer.

Maggie nodded. "I know! I once bumped into a guy and he was thinking about the outfit he was going to put his cat in." She shook her head.

"Yeah, the mind is a random thing at times. How's your control?" Emily asked her.

"It's ok." Maggie shrugged. "I'm still learning and sometimes when I let my guard down or I'm not focusing, I catch glimpses of someone's mind." She explained.

Emily nodded. "It takes practise but you're a Charmed One, we tend to pick things up more quickly." She stretched. "If you train you'll probably start to pick up other powers."

Maggie's eyes widened. "Other powers? You mean we don't just get the one?"

Emily scoffed. "Seriously what is Harry teaching you?" She shook her head. "Witches aren't generally just one trick ponies. It's a craft so we can learn how to develop the natural talents we've been given." She explained.

"So what can you do?" Maggie asked curiously.

Emily stretched shifting in her seat. "Well I er… I can alter people's perception?"

Maggie frowned. "Like hallucinations?"

"Sort of… Have you seen Doctor Who?" Emily asked her.

Maggie shook her head. "No."

"Ok well he has this psychic paper which shows people whatever he wants. It's kind of like that." Emily shrugged.

"I think I get it." Maggie nodded. "Is that it?"

"You mean that's not cool enough?" Emily teased her.

"No… Sorry." Maggie bit her lip.

Emily shook her head. "It's ok, I'm teasing you."

So have you learnt how to communicate with your mind yet? Maggie jumped when Emily's voice came through in her head. "That is so cool." Maggie exclaimed.

Emily smiled. "It's not so bad, when you have someone to do it with."

"Don't you see your sisters?" Maggie asked her curiously.

Emily looked down at her beer. "No." She shook her head. "No I don't." She set the bottle down and stood up. "I have to go."

"Wait, why?" Maggie jumped up.

"I have a thing." Emily wrapped the scarf around her face.

"Is that thing robbing a bank?" Maggie asked.

Emily pulled the scarf down. "No. So this was fun." She swung her bag over her shoulder.

"Can I see you again?" Maggie asked. "I still have so many questions."

"Sure." Emily nodded. "Just drop me a text or call me." She waved to her and hurried out of the Haunt before Maggie could say anything else.

Cry Little Sister

Maggie met up with Emily five more times over the next week and a half. Emily didn't want to admit it but the younger witch had started to grow on her. She needed to focus on her work though, there was a case to close, demons to slay, a whole web of darkness to unravel.

Sick of staring at her motel room wall which she'd turned into her own case board… She knew Morningstar Biotech was a demon run company with their hands in loads of different criminal activities. Emily grabbed her coat and bag and headed for the Haunt.

Cry Little Sister

Mel, Maggie, Macy and Harry sat in the Haunt together, having finally got Mel out of bed after the whole Niko fiasco.

The door to the Haunt opened and Maggie's eyes widened seeing Emily walk into the bar. She cleared her throat and rubbed the back of her neck. Luckily Harry was distracted talking to Mel and once Emily had ordered her drink, the custom pint of beer and shot of tequila, she vanished into the crowd and out of sight.

Maggie relaxed a little and turned back to her sisters and Whitelighter. She just hoped that Emily's cover wasn't blown. She still hadn't told Maggie why she didn't want Harry to know she was in town or why they'd broken up or anything about her past as the rules dictated but Maggie figured there must be a pretty good reason.

The waitress walked over with another pitcher of drinks and set down the bill.

Mel glanced around. "Can anyone spot me? No job means no check."

"Oh on that subject." Harry replied. "There's an opening in the administrative department at the university. I pulled some strings and got you an interview tomorrow night." Harry smiled at her.

Macy smiled. "Hey that's great." She nudged Mel.

Mel frowned. "The administrative department?"

"It is a paid job." Harry argued.

Maggie nodded. "And it'll get you out of the house."

"Fine." Mel shrugged. "Whatever. It's just an interview."

Just then someone called Hey Lucy and Maggie looked up to see Lucy and two other Kappa girls walk into the Haunt and over to the bar. They quickly caught sight of Maggie and turned their back to her looking pissed off.

"Should we finish our drinks and go home?" Macy suggested.

"No." Maggie shook her head, setting down her glass on the table. "Maybe this is my chance to clear the air." She got to her feet and picked up the fresh pitcher the waitress had brought over. "I'll bring over a pitcher of skinny mojitos as a peace offering." She walked over to Lucy.

Lucy turned around from where she was perched at her bar stool.

"Hi." Maggie said meekly. "I know I'm probably the last person you want to see right now. But I just want to say again I'm sorry. I really screwed up. I can't change what happened but at least you can have a round on me." She held out the pitcher.

Lucy put on a fake smile. "You know that is just what I need." She took the pitcher. "A round on you." She went to pour the drink all over Maggie.

Mel gasped and quickly froze time before the drink could hit.

Maggie who had flinched waiting for impact, opened her eyes and looked up before looking at Mel. "Don't." She shook her head. "Let her do it. If she lets it all out maybe she'll forgive me."

"Maggie." Mel shook her head.

"I kissed her boyfriend and I lied about it." Maggie argued. "I deserve to be drenched in skinny mojitos." She turned back around to face Lucy.

Emily rolled her eyes and got up from her seat walking over to the young witch. "Take it from someone who has had many drinks thrown at her. You don't deserve it." She pulled Maggie back a few steps.

Maggie looked at her with wide eyes. "Em?"

Emily winked at her.

"Who are you?" Mel exclaimed.

Harry and Macy jumped to their feet.

"Emily?" Harry gasped.

"Hello sweetie." Emily smiled at him.

Mel frowned. "Sweetie?"

"What are you doing here?" Harry breathed unable to quite believe that the woman was stood in the bar, in Hilltowne.

"Well right now I was trying to get a decent drink but…" Emily shrugged and vaulted over the bar moving to pick out the bottle of tequila from the shelf. She put cash onto the bar and then turned and left.

Mel loosing concentration restarted time and the mojitos hit the floor just in front of Maggie, splashing her boots.

Lucy scoffed. "I mean to do that. Those boots are trag, stay away from me Maggie." She turned her back on Maggie.

"Come on Maggie." Mel walked over to Maggie and pulled her out of the bar. A shellshocked Harry and confused Macy following behind her.

"Who was that woman? How did she know you?" Mel asked Maggie when they arrived back at the house. "How do you know her?" She turned on Harry.

Harry sat down on a chair. "I thought she was dead." He murmured to himself. "All this time…" He stood up and straightened his jacket. "Excuse me." He snapped his fingers and vanished.

Mel turned to Maggie. "Care to explain."

Maggie sighed. "Fine. Her name is Emily. From the small amount of backstory she's given me. I know she used to be a Charmed One at some point and that she knew Harry, I think they had a thing at one point. I met her when she saved me from a demon about a week and a half ago. She's an empath like me and she's been teaching me how to control my powers and use them."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Macy asked.

"Because she asked me not to." Maggie explained. "She didn't want Harry to find out that she was here." She added.

"I wondered what happened between the two of them?" Macy wondered aloud.

Cry Little Sister

Harry found himself stood outside the old abandoned house. His head was racing, he couldn't believe Emily was alive, that she was here. Why hadn't she come to see him? It had been ten years, without a word… And then he found himself thinking back to that time. Before everything went wrong.

2001

Harry watched Emily dance around their room, a bottle of tequila in on hand as music played from the CD player in the corner. It had been a rough day for all of them. They'd been unsuccessful in saving the mortal from the demon even if they had managed to slay the demon.

Her sisters had both gone off to mourn in their own ways. Emily was getting drunk and dancing. It was what she always did when things went bad.

"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to dance with me?" Emily called over to him.

Harry smiled. "I quite like watching you."

Emily rolled her eyes. "Get over here." She grabbed his hand and pulled him to her.

Harry took the almost empty bottle from her and set it on the nightstand. He placed one hand on her waist and took her hand with his other. They started to awkwardly sway to the music, stumbling every soft often from Emily's lack of sobriety, laughing.

"I love you Harry." Emily whispered.

"I love you too Emily." Harry whispered back.

Harry snapped out of the memory and shook his head. He turned and walked away.

Unnoticed Emily stepped out from behind a tree and sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything." She whispered before snapping her fingers and vanishing.

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