A.N. - It has been too long but here it is!

(Piper POV)

As I was walking through the woods to the lake that was hidden back there, I thought back to the times while growing up when talking to Andy just wasn't enough. What I needed at those times while growing up was another girl to talk to, or nymph but either way. Most girls in town thought I was weird when I was young, so when I met Aspen, Willow and Cattail I was finally able to talk openly about my problems. One of the many things we would talk about was my abilities; Willow said that she sensed something in me, saying something about my blood being powerful.

I was pulled from my reminiscing when I reached my destination and was promptly tackled by Aspen, "Aaahhh! Oh wow, look at you! You're definitely an eye-catcher now." She said as she let go of me and saw how much I changed.

"So tell us what you've been up to from when you left to today," Cattail said and I began to tell them everything, especially the events of the day and the weird feeling I got around Mr. Tall's companion, his eyes seemed to bore holes into me. "Oo! Mr. Ginger and mysterious must've taken a liking to you Piper," Willow said to me as we sat by the lake with our feet in the water. "Seriously Pipe, you obviously belong with this circus of freaks, you should join!" Cattail told me nudging me with her pale, lake blue elbow. "Nope, I told Andy and I'm telling you, I'm not asking. They don't need me, I'm perfectly normal and I can take care of myself just fine." I told them and then we began to talk more about other catching up on everything with the nymphs I headed back to my aunt and uncle's place.

(End POV)

As Piper was getting ready for bed she noticed an envelope on her vanity, it was strange and it also had flat box wrapped in brown paper, but she didn't take it to heart and put them away telling herself that she would look at them tomorrow. Before she went to bed she walked over to the grandfather clock by the window, the clock was one of the things given to her in her parents will. She looked on top of the clock and there sat the big, taxidermy Great-Horned owl her dad had told was named Arcemedes.

(Flashback)

Piper, age 10, asked her dad why there was an owl on the clock and her dad said, "His name is Arcemedes, sweet. And one day when you're older, you'll figure out to do with that old thing." His eyes had a glimmer of knowledge and he chuckled as his little girl looked curiously at the clock before returning to her homework. (End Flashback)

Soon Piper grew tired and went to bed.

~ Dream Sequence ~

Piper found herself standing on the dimly lit stage, in Marguerite's dress for the ballroom scene from the musical The Scarlet Pimpernel, but it was without the headdress and Hoop skirt with big hips so the dress draped onto the floor and created a train. The only sound was the click of her heels and the sound of the fabric of her skirt against the floor of the stage. She turned in a full a circle looking around for someone, "Hello is anyone here?" she said her voice going out. "Look behind you," sounded a deep tenor voice of, " ." Piper said, lightly surprised. He was dressed as Chauvelin, the black almost making his orange hair seem brighter and he began to walk towards her with an air of grace and power. "Your friend was right; you make an extraordinarily excellent and most charming Marguerite." Before she could say anything he grabbed her and pulled her against him, then claimed her mouth in a passionate kiss. When they finally pulled away he spoke as he regained his breath, "Why so conflicted my dear?" he asked and then started kissing his way down her neck, just before she could answer the bells of the grandfather clock in her bedroom sounded and she awoke with a start. The bells chimed eight o'clock.

Piper drove her little, blue ford into the back parking lot seven yards from the main entrance of the camp, when she stood I front of the archway she almost thought she was entering a whole different world which was partially true. Piper was awestruck, in the shade of the dense foliage of the trees made all the colors around her in the camp seem brighter.

Since the sun did not enter that area, Crepsley decided to stay up late. He was walking with his assistant, Darren, back to his trailer telling Darren all that needed to get done. While they were walking Darren saw that some woman had stopped Evra to ask him something, she didn't seem phased by how Evra looked, "Mr. Crepsley do you know who that woman is over there talking to Evra?"

Crepsley looked over and saw Piper; she was wearing a skintight, gray, quarter-sleeved shirt, blue jeans and some ash-gray converse all-stars.

"That, Darren, is Ms. Piper Reagan. She owns the theater." Crepsley stated as he stood watching. Piper felt eyes upon her as the snake boy led her to Mr. Tall's tent, she looked around and almost sensed his presence and when she saw him she smirked and nodded to him. Crepsley nodded back with a smirk of his. At the recollection of her dream she turned away, secretly blushing. "Thank you Evra," Piper said when they reached Mr. Tall's door, "Um, you're welcome." Evra said, and then he turned and went back to his own tent. As soon as he was gone Mr. Tall opened his door and greeted the young woman, "Good morning Ms. Reagan," "Good morning Mr. Tall, I hope I didn't disturb you though." Piper told him, "No you did not disturb me, I knew you were coming. Now come, we'll get everyone in the auditorium to set up the stage."

A.N. – I hope you enjoyed it, there's more to come! P.S. at the points where it says End POV that means it goes back to a narrative or third party style.