Chapter 2

Rosewood, 2012

Rose messing up a spell was a rare thing. Sure, she'd had instances in her earlier years, a lost and found spell that went awry, (which her grams was very sympathetic about, recalling her sister's own attempt at one) the time she accidentally froze Hanna when she was four, things of little importance that could easily be rectified with the right spell, but this, this was a mistake on a scale the young witch could not comprehend.

"Rose, can you stop pacing, I swear you'll go through the floorboards." Anna scolded, the sound of the rapid thudding of Rose's boots beginning to frustrate her. Rose paced a lot (a habit she picked up from Ezra in the future) when she was nervous.

"Oh, I'm sorry Anna." Rose hissed "I'm a little distracted here trying to figure out where we are and how to get us out of this mess, I don't even know whose attic this is!" her voice grew more frantic with each word.

"We might not even be in Rosewood anymore." Isla whined, throwing her arms in the air, the group mulled over that particular scenario when they heard a sharp gasp from Rose,

"Leo!" Rose yelled to the sky, seconds passed, nothing, "Uncle Wyatt! uncle Chris! aunt Melinda!" still nothing, stealing one last glance at the timber beams of the roof, she clamped her eyes shut, 'How am I going to get us out of this mess?' she lamented 'The Whitelighters can't hear me, I don't have the return spell.. and mom's going to kill me if an when I ever make it back...we're screwed'. Finally, she resumed eye contact with her friends, only to be met with the stares of six pairs of incredulous looking eyes "Oh what, it was worth a shot." 'How do I expect them to find us when I don't even know where we are' "Okay, we're not getting any answers to anything loitering in this attic, come on, let's go."

"What about the people who live here?" said Kara with wide eyes, "I think they'll be a little more than alarmed to find four strangers just...strolling out of their house." she swished her arm to the side to put emphasis on the word 'strolling',

"Then I'll freeze them." Rose replied coolly, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Luckily, Rose didn't have to freeze anyone,
although they were on the receiving end of some rather disapproving glares from an old lady as they were climbing out of the kitchen window and landed on the damp, dewy grass.

"We are still in Rosewood, look, the church!" Kara squeaked out of relief that Rose hadn't cast them away to the other side of the world as well as leaving them stranded twenty three years in the past while Rose, for the most fleeting of moments, allowed herself to be taken aback by how little Rosewood had changed in twenty three years, the church, The Brew, Lucky Leon's, bar a few minor improvements, it was as though they'd never even left 2035.
"Do you think we might run into-"

"-Our parents." Anna finished Kara's sentence, both excited and emotional at the thought of seeing Spencer alive after two years of being without her, Kara and Isla immediately slid over to Anna and appeared over each of Anna's shoulders and wrapped their arms around her, Rose had turned her back on the scene, guilt riddled to attempt any form of consolation.
"Hey, it'll be be okay." Isla soothed with a soft kindness that was so unmistakably Emily.

"Yeah, Rose will figure out a way to get us out of this mess." Kara added as she kissed Anna on the cheek. The girls were on the sidewalk by The Grille when, off the back of her friend's solace, Rose had an epiphany. She wiggled her finger in front of the girls, "Maybe the spell didn't work because it wasn't meant to. Grams always said everything happens for a reason, maybe we were sent to this point in time for a reason." Rose didn't know if this was her way of justifying her gargantuan blunder or if that really was the case, but seeing as how she rarely messes up her spells, she was hoping it was the latter.

"Or..." Kara started, and Rose knew from the tone of her voice that her next comment would be sarcastic "...you messed up big time and don't have a return spell so now we're stuck."

"Maybe not." Rose revealed, choosing to ignore the not-so underlying snide in Kara's voice, "If we're still in Rosewood, then the Book Of Shadows must be too."

Puzzlement adorned Isla's face, "Didn't your grams keep it in that manor she lived in in San Francisco?" Isla asked, her eyebrow arched.

"She did," Rose admitted whilst simultaneously eyeing a Danish Roll through the window of The Grille, "but when she changed her name and moved to Rosewood she took it with her."

Anna spoke up this time, "So the book will be-"

"At my mom's house." Rose confirmed, "I just hope grams is there too."