The house stood looming over the woman, who stood on the sidewalk, drying her hands on her jeans. Taking a few quick breaths, Billie hiked up the stairs and stood outside the wooden door, deciding whether or not she should knock, but before she could make that decision the door swung open. Billie was faced with a tall teenage boy with piercing green eyes and brown hair.

"Aunt Billie! What are you doing here?" he asked, surprise evident, in his voice.

"I… I need to talk to your mom…. And your aunts. Are they here?" she replied, secretly hoping they wouldn't be home.

"Yeah, they're in the attic," he answered, sliding past her in an obvious hurry, "Well, I need to go, see you later Aunt Billie!"

"Bye Chris," she called distractedly, heading inside. Jogging up the stairs, she forced herself to keep going before she entered the attic.

"Piper! You cannot do that!" one sister exclaimed, her bright red hair contrasting sharply with her delicate pale skin.

"I don't see why not! It's just a little snooping! No personal gain, just some protection for Chris… A simple spell." Piper replied, pushing her brown hair out of her face, flipping through a large leather bound book. A third sister sat on a chair in the corner, looking at the other two in amusement.

"Chris can decide who he wants to date. I think we should leave that poor girl alone." Phoebe interjected, smiling slightly.

"Guys…. I need to talk to you," Billie interrupted, hesitantly. The three women looked up in surprise, as if they hadn't realized that she was in the room. Closing the book, the three sisters waited for her to talk.

"I need to tell you about… About a witch," Billie began taking a huge breath, "She's powerful, very powerful. More than me. Almost as powerful as you three… There's a problem."

"What's the problem? Just protect her, who's her whitelighter?" Paige replied, looking back down at the book.

"Helen, she's a new whitelighter. And that's a problem, she doesn't have enough experience. The Elders don't understand the importance of her. Phoebe, you need to look into her future, we must save her," Billie pleaded, looking desperate. The sisters shared a glance, something passing between the three. Phoebe sighed and walked forward.

"Do you have anything of hers? Without knowing who it is I can't summon a premonition," Phoebe explained. Billie rummaged around in her purse and pulled out a colorful scarf, kneading it between her hands before handing it to Phoebe.

Phoebe closed her eyes, concentrating, when suddenly a shudder ran through her body, shaking her to her core. Phoebe began to rock back and forth and her mouth began to open, and her shakes began to get even more violent.

"Phoebe?" Piper exclaimed, "What's happening? This doesn't happen to her!"

"It's the future," Billie replied, "I told you. We have a problem."

The rocking suddenly stopped and Phoebe opened her eyes, tears welling up in them.

"We have a problem."

A calm golden light filled the air, bouncing off the pure white fog and playing on the golden white robes of those who walked the grounds. Two women walked on the edges of the grounds, one with a tightly wound brown bun of hair and the other with short loose blonde hair, obviously in a serious conversation.

"She's interfering again, there might be something she's not telling me," Helen began, venting her frustrations.

"Billie trained with the Charmed Ones, they never were much one for the rules, and neither is she. Just keep a close eye on your charge, there's nothing you can do about Billie," Sandra replied, sagely, smoothing her robes over, "And you need to keep an eye on this charge, she's…. different."

"What do you mean 'different'?"

"It's her heritage. It changes things, not just with her gifts, but with her. She has the power to change everything. The Elders have been watching her for a while and we must continue to do so. Things are moving at a pace that we hadn't foreseen."

The two women stopped, underneath an arch. They lapsed into a deep silence, both women quietly pondering the implications of what had just been said. Helen, pursed her lips, her pondering had turned into obvious deep thought, questions forming in her mind.

"Sandra, who is she?" Helen demanded, "I need to know."

"That's the question, Helen, that's the big question."

Without saying another word Helen disappeared into a bright swirl of blue and white lights, leaving Sandra alone by the archway. Staying there for a few more minutes, Sandra stood silently until she was approached by a balding man, with piercing blue eyes.

"What did you tell her?" he asked, breaking her from her thoughts.

"Exactly what we talked about, Kheel, but I think we should warn them. They need to know how serious it is," Sandra chided, Kheel let this statement stand, hanging in the air between them.

"They'll figure it out, Sandra, they're all much smarter than I think we give them credit for. They'll figure it out, and so will she. Now, they just need to figure out what we're all up against."