Piper paced through the kitchen, Phoebe sitting and just watching her sister. "Piper, would you relax? Chris's is probably just helping Paige with her charge."

"That's the thing. That's what you said ten minutes ago." Piper bit her fingernails and turned back to pacing.

A light jingle turned their attention to the stove. In the swirls came Paige and a slightly shaking Chris. The half-whitelighter leaned forward and his sweaty hands clutched the island.

"Woah there, icebox. Just...take it easy."

"Icebox?" Piper asked.

Paige flapped her hands, signaling for her to be quiet. "Just...sit down for a second." Paige led Chris to the living room and sat him on the couch. "Sorry about this, Chris." She pinched his neck. Chris gave a gasp and he fell to the side, unconscious.

"Paige! Paige, what happened?" Piper and Phoebe rushed in, looking at the slouching Chris and the concerned expression on Paige's face.

"Book!" Paige summoned and she sat on the sofa when the family heirloom appeared in her hands. She set it on the table and flipped through the pages.

"Paige, what happened?" Piper and Phoebe stepped forward. Phoebe sat beside her while Piper looked over Chris. "What happened to Chris?" She touched his forehead and hissed, removing it immediately. "So cold..."

"I was going after this darklighter and exactly when Chris came this...thing popped up and started screaming." Paige looked over at Chris and Paige. "I just put him to sleep. You won't be getting a rise out of him for a while." Paige said proudly with a smile.

"Screaming, what do you mean 'screaming'?" Phoebe asked.

"Y-know..." Paige impersonated somebody yelling more than screaming. "Aaaah!" Without anymore to say, Paige looked back through the book.

Piper and Phoebe looked at each other. "What did it look like?"

Paige stopped flipping through the book, her hands pressing against the old pages. "Like this." She leaned in a little. "Banshees...looks interesting."

Phoebe's brown eyes widened. She pulled the book closer and read over the entry. Piper hurriedly pulled Chris's eyes back. The whites were tinting blue and the iris itself was getting smaller. Not Good. Piper hurried to the sofa and checked Paige.

"Um, Piper, what are you doing?"

"We didn't update the entry. If we haven't, he probably doesn't know." Phoebe said absentmindedly.

"His eyes are turning blue. That's not good. Paige seems fine." Piper replied. She sat beside Phoebe.

"Why is that not good?" Paige asked again. But her question fell on deaf ears.

"He's hurting. What do you think it is?" Phoebe turned to her elder sister.

"I don't know. He doesn't tell us anything. How should I know what it is?" Piper snapped.

"Hey, I might be able -!" Paige tried once more.

"Well we better find out before tonight or else one of us is getting dogged."

"Okay, what do wittle baby Paige not know?"

"And how do you suppose to do that? Truth spell? And what if he asks us a question? We're screwed!"

"Heads!" Paige yelled. A swirls of blue and whites orbs surrounded her sisters' heads and they shoved together.

"Ow!" They said in unison and looked at Paige, each glaring and rubbing their temples.

"Well, I had to do something to get your attention." Paige said. "Now, what is it that I don't know that's so big?"

Phoebe sighed. "You know how Chris is half-witch?"

"Yes..."

"Well the thing is, a banshee's scream makes witches who are in pain turn into banshees.

"Or in this case Ban-hees, I think." Piper interjected.

"In pain, you mean in pain as in..."

"As in crying out their heart. Heart broken. Lost. Any of this getting to you, Paige?" Piper snapped. "And probably because of Chris's whitelighter half, the process is speeding up."

"And let me guess, the 'Kill One, Stay Forever' policy applies?" Paige asked.

"Yea; it applies." Phoebe replied.

"So what do we do?" Paige turned to Piper.

"Well, let him sleep. He'll need to be wide awake tonight. When dusk hits, we'll lock him in the basement. Hopefully, we'll have thought of a plan by then." Piper sighed.

"Or be killed." Phoebe added, earning a glare. The three sighed and looked at the sleeping halfling.