AN: Sorry it's a little later and longer than I expected. Please bear with me and I swear the next couple of chapters are going to be much more exciting but there was quite a bit of stuff that needed to happen and I'm sorry if it's quick and confusing. Any questions, feel free to ask, I shall answer them the best I can and try to avoid spoilers unless you want to know. Thanks Kallie xx

Christmas in Halliwell Manor

The Truth Begins to Emerge

Prue, Andy and the boys orbed into a field. Peter looked up at Prue. "Mommy, why did me come here? It's just lots and lots of grass everywhere."

Prue looked down at him and smiled. "We've come to see what happened. Do you still remember Jenna?"

He looked puzzled for a moment the nodded. "Of course. Jenna brought us here."

Andy shook his head. "No son, your Mommy and I brought you here."

Pip tapped his dad on the arm and wriggled to be put down. "No Daddy, I know you and Mommy brought us here but Jenna brought you and Mommy back from being deaded which is why Peter and Patty and me are here."

Andy put him down, knelt next to him and put his hands on his shoulders. "How… how do you know all that?"

"I heard Mommy and you talking about how you were going to explain it to Auntie Piper."

"I see. Prue, plan of action?"

"Find out how much the world's changed, why the world's changed and find Jenna."

"So Jenna's still alive?"

Prue looked at Pip. "Yes, at least we think so. I don't think the past has caught up yet. But we don't have long. So, plan of action…" she clapped her hands together and looked around. "We need to find Jenna, so I'm guessing try the manor?"

Andy shook his head. "No. If Chris doesn't remember Jenna or Mellie, then could that mean that Piper's dead? So the power of three would be gone. If you were Jenna, where would you go?"

Prue sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "I don't know. Somewhere with Reuben probably but I don't know where. She couldn't go home as it's not her home anymore; she can't go to the manor… Boys, any ideas?"

Pip looked around them and began running off towards the fence. Prue put Patrick down and ran after him.

"Pip! Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you running off? Daddy and I tell you not to run off!"

Andy looked over to where Pip was running to and smiled. "Uh Prue," he called, picking up Patrick and taking hold of Peter's hand. He looked down at him. "Come on buddy, we better run to keep up with Mommy and Pip."

Peter nodded. "Okay, but we're gonna find Jenna soon, right?"

"Right. Then hopefully we can fix this." Andy looked at Patrick and bounced him up and down. "Hey bud; you seem a little lighter than usual. You ok? You're not disappearing are you?"

"What's disa… disa…?"

"Disappearing? Going away, not being here."

"Uh, maybe. How many fingers do I have?"

Andy looked at him confused. "8 fingers and 2 thumbs."

Patrick looked down at his hands. "Oh. I got two tumbs and 2 fingers."

"What?"

Andy put Patrick down, looked at his hands and laughed. "Son, you've still got your mittens on. Look if we take them off…" He lifted up the gloves and smiled when he saw his youngest son's hands. "Look, one thumb and one two three four fingers on this hand," he held up the other hand, "and one two three four fingers and one thumb on the other hand. And I have two hands to tickle you with."

Patrick giggled and wriggled. "Daddy, daddy stop, please. Where Mommy go?"

Andy stopped and looked around. "Over there by the fence. Come on boys."

Patrick and Peter ran off towards Prue. Andy watched them go sadly, hoping they could sort this out as soon as possible.

Meanwhile over at the fence, Pip was standing several rungs up, leaning into the filed beyond which had a thin path leading through it. "Mommy Mommy look! It's the path to the citadel."

Prue reached the fence and bent over panting. "Phillip Daniel Halliwell get down from their at once!"

"But Mommy, Jenna might be there."

"In the citadel? Pip that's silly. Why would she be there?"

"Not that citadel, but their citadel in…"

Prue stood up next to Pip and hugged him. "Pip, you're a genius! Alright, we'll wait for Daddy and Peter and Patrick and then we'll go and find her."

"Okay Mommy. Mommy, what's a genius?"

Prue smiled and helped Pip off the fence. "A genius is someone who's very clever."

"But Mommy, I'm not as clever as you."

"Aww sweetie. You will be one day, I promise."

Peter ran up and touched the fence. "I got here first! I win, I win."

Patrick ran up and hugged Prue's legs. "S's not fair. Mommy, Mommy I would've wonned if I was biggerer! Why am I not biggerer yet?"

Prue picked him up, took off his hat and smoothed down his hair. "Because sweetie, you're only 1 and you've still got lots to grow and lots of time to get bigger, but Pip and Peter are much bigger."

"But Mommy, why do I have to be the littlest?"

"Someone's got to be the littlest and that someone's you in our little family. Look at Jenna, she's the littlest of all of you and she doesn't complain."

"Because she comes back and looks after us. She can do what she likes even though she's the littlest."

"But sweetie, that wasn't always the case. She only got her powers a couple of years ago and she had to put up with never having her own way for years. She never had any say in what happened to her. When she was your age she couldn't stay with her Mommy and Daddy, remember? She came to live with us when she was just a baby."

Patrick frowned. "But Mommy… Why does she come to live with us when she's a baby?"

"Because her Mommy and Daddy thought it would be safer if she came to live with us in England."

"Oh. But why?"

"Honey, please stop with the questions. Come on, we better go and find Jenna."

"Ok." He smiled sweetly.

Andy caught up with them and leant on the fence. "So where to now?"

Prue held up a hand and looked at Patrick. "So now you know who Jenna is?"

"Um, yes? Did I not know Mommy?"

"No, you didn't. Maybe here you have a stronger connection to her as it's her real time."

"But Prue honey, that has flaws as well as Jenna shouldn't exist."

"But she will take the longest to fade, well except for Mellie but I don't think… I think she disappeared instantly."

"Hmm, that is something to think about. Maybe, just maybe… Wibbly-wobbly-timey-whimey. I think maybe it's unexplainable."

"Mommy, who's Jenna?"

Prue and Andy looked at Patrick. "Not again. Honey, we'll tell you later."

She took hold of Pip's hand and they began walking along the fence towards the gate. Peter ran after them, sneezed and orbed out. He reappeared in a matter of seconds and looked a little puzzled.

"Uh Prue."

"Yes Andy?" She stopped and turned back round.

"How about we orb. It's quicker and easier, less likely for us to get detected. How about you take Patrick and Peter, and I'll take Pip, just in case we spilt up."

She nodded. "Okay. Pip, you stick with Daddy, and Peter with me. Pat, I'm not going to let you go okay? You stay with me."

Andy clapped his hands together. "Right. Let's go find some answers."

Pip leapt into Andy's arms. Peter sneeze-orbed again and wiped his nose with his hand. Prue looked at the offered snot-covered hand and shook her head.

"Oh no Mister. You wipe your nose properly, and your hand. I'm not touching that until you wipe your hand with your handkerchief."

"Aww Mommy!"

She stared at him. "Don't you 'aww Mommy' me. Wipe. Your. Hand!"

"Uh Prue, don't you think you're being a bit harsh on him?"

"Of course not. Personal hygiene is very important and I don't want a load of icky stuff on my hand."

"Prue, you're a Charmed One for goodness sake. You fought monsters and got covered in icky stuff for 3 years. You're still changing diapers with icky stuff in them, no offence baby."

"He's a big boy Andy, he should know how to wipe his nose properly and not on his hands. Peter, please. Just wipe your hand properly please."

"Okay, okay." He rolled his eyes, pulled out his handkerchief and wiped his hand on it. "There you go Mommy."

Andy looked at him, a little suspicious. "Did you just roll your eyes at your Mom?"

Peter grinned and looked up innocently. "Of course not Daddy."

Andy smiled at him. "Of course son, of course. Come on, we better get going. The sooner we find Jen, the sooner we can try and figure out what went wrong and how to fix it."

"Right. Sorry Mommy. Now can we go?"

"Of course. You know where to go?"

"Yup. Jenna took me once for my birthday; it was a surprise you see. It was really nice and everyone seemed happy and stuff. This was before Reuben and Ferrin came."

"Right. So you take me and Pat, and Daddy and Pip will follow."

"Okay Mommy." The small boy held out his hand which Prue took and they disappeared in blue orbs. Andy grabbed Pip and quickly followed them, trying not to lose the trail.

Jenna was sat in an open wardrobe curled up, her head on her knees. She sighed and held out her hand. A blue ball of light appeared and in it she could see Piper and Leo moving around the manor, getting ready for Christmas. She sighed again and the image changed to Leo in a graveyard carrying a white rose. He laid the rose on a grave marked Piper Halliwell August 7th 1973 – June 16th 2008. Next to it is a stone saying Baby Halliwell. A small tear slid down her cheek and she went to close the light but stopped as the image changed again.

Reuben was stood, leaning against a wall in the underworld, his eyes closed with other teenagers around. Ferrin was stood in front of him, yelling at him but Jenna couldn't hear what he was saying and he was at too odd an angle for her to read his lips. Whatever it was, Reuben wasn't acting that bothered by it, but she could tell he was. Wyatt materialised in the cavern in a mix of black and blue orbs and Reuben's eyes snapped open. He blinked startled and shakily orbed away. Wyatt slammed his fist on the rock Reuben had been leaning on and the others disappeared except for Ferrin. Wyatt looked up at Ferrin with disgust and Ferrin nodded once before orbing out as well. Jenna shook her head and closed her hand, the ball of light disappearing in a puff of blue smoke.

Pip ran in through a burnt out doorway, past the ripped cloth and charred piles of furniture. He looked around the room, under and on top of the bed, in the wardrobe and between the blackened piles, as if he was trying to find something. He noticed the cupboard in the corner was open, the door ripped from its hinges and he smiled. He ran up to it and sat in front of Jenna, causing her to blink and look up.

"H-hey Pip. How did you find me?"

He beamed. "It was easy. Mommy and Daddy said they should look in the other rooms but I said you'd be here in your room as this is where you felt safest, where you felt happiest. We need your help."

Jenna shook her head. "I don't think I can help. I don't know what's happened or why. All I know is M-Piper died before Mellie was born and that's gone and changed the whole of history."

Below them came a loud crash and Pip jumped, shuffling backwards into Jenna's arms. She stroked his head and kissed it.

"It's alright buddy, it's probably just your Mum and Dad. Come on, shall we go and find them?"

He nodded and stood up, pulling Jenna to her feet. She groaned and stretched before taking his small hand in hers. Carefully they stepped out from the cupboard and started walking across the floor. Suddenly a large chunk of the floor fell away and Jenna pulled Pip back quickly to stop him falling through the hole. He clutched her leg tightly and she squeezed his hand comfortingly.

"Alright, we can try going around, or we can orb."

"Orb, orb please. Much much much safer than falling floor, he answered in a small voice.

She nodded. "Orb it is then. Here, come on." She picked him up and held him close before orbing downstairs towards where the crash had come from.

When they arrived Jenna saw Prue knelt on the floor crying, Andy knelt next to her, his arm around her shoulder, anger on his face. Peter was stood nearby looking a little confused.

"What's going on?" she asked, putting Pip down.

Prue looked up and wiped her eyes. "Patrick's gone."

"What do you mean Patrick's gone?"

"He's gone, faded away."

Jenna gasped. "I'm so sorry. We'll fix this, I promise. We'll find what has happened and why, I promise."

"We better," replied Andy grimly. "Thank you Pip. Come on, we better get out of here."

Jenna nodded and took Pip and Peter's hands. Prue stayed knelt on the ground, staring at it blankly.

Andy touched her lightly on the shoulder. "Prue honey, we need to go. We'll fix this, I promise. If not, we can start a new family, I promise. Nothing will ever make us forget him, or Pip and Peter but we can always try to do something about this."

She nodded shakily and slowly stood up. "Let's go get those bastards."

Jenna smiled and held up her hands, covering an ear of each of the boys. Andy and Prue each took hold of one of the boys and they orbed out of the house and back into the field.

Prue sighed and wiped her eyes. "Okay, what now? Jenna, what do you know?"

Jenna lay down on the grass, resting her hands behind her head. "Well I know Piper was killed before Mellie was born and I have a feeling it has something to do with Reuben and Wyatt as Wyatt was after him but Reuben didn't want anything to do with him."

"Right, so could we convince him you're supposed to exist?"

"No. Wyatt would try to kill me as he wouldn't know who I was and would think I was lying. Add that to the fact that he has no idea who any of you are as you and Andy died before he was born, I think he'd kill first ask questions later."

"You're probably right. Mellie?"

"Already gone. She disapperead instantly but it's taking a little time to catch up with the rest of us as timelines got crossed and changed a lot to make the world, our world what it is, was."

"So that leaves Chris."

Pip looked down and his hand which began to fade and reappeared again. "Uh, Mommy…"

"Not now honey. Chris. Do you think you can convince him?"

Jenna thought for a moment. "It's worth a shot. Shall I call him?"

"You'd rather call him than go and find him?"

"Well if I call him, it's more on our own terms rather than orbing into a place where we have no idea where we are and who we're surrounded by. We could end up at the bottom of the ocean or it the pit of hell where he's interrogating another demon."

"You're right."

Andy sat down and Peter sat on top of him. Peter began playing with the grass. Pip looked down at his hand which was now completely faded.

"Mommy…"

"Not now honey. Jenna and I are trying to work out how to fix this."

"Daddy…"

"Son, you need to be quiet so Mommy and Jenna can concentrate."

"Right, so Jenna, are you going to call Chris or shall I?"

"I will. It's only fair. Chris." Jenna sat up and looked around.

Pip sat down on the grass next to Andy, his hand shoved in his pocket. They waited. Nothing happened. Jenna called him again and this time Chris orbed in, well out to the field.

"What?" he asked angrily. He looked around, trying to find who had called him.

"Uh, down here Chris, called Jenna, pulling Pip onto her lap.

He looked down and her and glared. "Who are you and why did you call me?"

"Chris, that's no way to talk to her," said Prue as she sat down next to her.

"Hey, it's you. You were there in the manor. What's your name again?"

"I thought your Mom raised you to be polite."

"My Mom died when I was 3 so she couldn't raise me to be polite."

Jenna smirked. "Um in my world she didn't die, else I wouldn't be here. I need your help."

Chris held up his hands. "Hang on, hang on. You're from another world?"

"Well no but –"

"And you wouldn't be here if my Mom died?"

"Again, no but –"

"And you need my help?"

Jenna waved her hand and Chris's mouth snapped shut unvoluntarily. "Shush okay? I am sort of from another world. Mine changed and it's taking a little time to catch up so for now, I'm in yours which is where the changes have been made, the same goes for Prue, Andy, Pip and Peter. Secondly… Why does it seem like everyone is asking me lots of questions? First Phoebe, now you."

"Jenna love, don't get side-tracked."

"Sorry, sorry. Secondly of course I need your help. I need to find out how and why Piper Halliwell died."

Prue touched Jenna's arm lightly. "You might as well tell him. We really need his help."

Jenna ran a hand through her hair. "I know but… what if it changes things too much?"

"I don't think that's really a problem at the moment. The world is completely messed up and we're slowly fading away. I've already lost one son; I don't want to lose anyone else."

"Alright. Chris you may want to sit down."

"I think I'm okay standing, at least until you explain," he replied, crossing his arms.

Jenna sighed. "Okay. Chris, the reason well partly the reason why things have gone so haywire is because Piper died."

"What's my Mom's death got to do with any of this?"

"I was just coming to that. If you didn't keep jumping down my throat every time I try to explain then I'll tell you. God you've got so much of Grams in you. As I was saying…"

"You know my Grams?"

"Yes, both of them; Penny Halliwell your great-grandmother and Patty Halliwell your grandmother, but again, that's not the point. Look… I don't know how else to say this, but Chris, I'm… your sister."

Chris blinked. "I… what? You're… my sister? No, no way. You can't be. The baby died."

Jenna laughed. "No, I'm not her. That's Mellie, Melinda. No I was born years later. She… she asked Mum why she didn't have any sisters but the twins had each other and that Pansy, Peony and Poppy had each other. So Mum and Dad had a talk and they decided to give it another go. But because she and Mum died… well I no longer existed but you see the really complicated bit is that I brought back Prue and Andy, as in Aunt Prue who died even before Wyatt was born, in 2001, and paths have crossed. But, Prue said Wyatt was evil again, and I don't understand why."

"Um, well he's not really evil, he's just bent on revenge for Mom's death. So, let me get this straight, you're my baby sister? By how much? And you're English aren't you? How does that work? Why should I believe your story?"

"Because it's true! I can tell you anything you want about our family. And it works because when I was little, some demons came after me, knowing the potential of what I can do know. Come to think about it, I think I know who they were. But anyway, they sent me to live in England with Prue and Andy to keep me safe as there are far more demons and other dangers in San Francisco, let alone in America compared to England. Then I went and lived with you and your family. You know in my time, you have a lovely wife and two children who adore you to bits. Second question – you're 12 years older than me. So Wyatt's not evil huh? Okay, well shall we go find him?"

"Jenna," called Pip faintly.

"Yes sweetie?"

"I don't feel so good."

She looked down at him and saw how pale and ghostly he looked. "You don't look so good." She felt his forehead. "You don't feel so good either buddy. You're running a fever. Let's see what I can do about this." She placed her hand back on his forehead and he sighed happily at her cool touch.

"Thanks. But I don't feel much better."

"Aww that's okay sweetie but this isn't good. You look like Catherine Linton before she died. Prue… you don't think…"

"I'm afraid he is. Come here baby," she said sadly, holding her arms out to him.

Pip crawled across the grass and into her arms. "Mommy, I don't want to go. I don't want to leave you and Daddy."

Prue held him to her tightly and wiped away the tears that were falling down her cheeks. "Oh honey, I want you to stay here, but Jenna and I are going to fix it, I promise. And you won't remember any of this. Just remember I love you and I will never ever forget you, or Patrick." She kissed the top of his head and stroked his head as tears slid down her cheeks. Slowly he began to fade away in her arms. Andy touched Prue lightly on the shoulder and she wiped away the tears with the back of her hand. "Right, so… What now?"

Jenna stood up and dusted down her jeans. "We find Wyatt and get him to help us as well."

Chris backed away. "Who says I'm helping you? I don't believe you're my sister. You've got to be lying. Demons lie, and demons try to get in amongst us and become part of the family. Who knows the lengths they'd go to to get in."

Jenna ran a hand through her hair. "What is it going to take to make you believe me? I have Mum's locket. You, Wyatt and Mellie adapted it so it was holographic. I'll show you!" She pulled the locket out from under her checked shirt and black leather jacket. She opened it and out of it came an image of a baby asleep in a Moses basket wrapped in a pink fleece blanket with the triquatra on it. Around the Moses basket stood a 14 year old Wyatt, a 12 year old Chris and a 9 year old Melinda.

The image flickered and moved to Piper sat on the couch holding the baby girl. Leo strode into the room, a huge smile on his face. The image held no sound but Leo began talking to Piper. She flapped a hand at him, trying to get him to be quiet and he took a small grey box out from behind his back. He opened the box and revealed a white gold necklace with the name "Jenna" and small white diamonds. Piper smiled and held it up to the baby. The baby's eyelids fluttered open and her small pink hands clutched at the necklace. Piper laughed and Leo grinned. The image changed again to a little girl with golden-brown hair in bunches, dressed in denim dungarees, a pink t-shirt and pink and white checked sneakers, sat on the floor surrounded by paper and paints. A 15 year old Chris walked in with a small red-haired girl and they laughed. Chris bent down next to the little girl and fingered the necklace around her neck. The little girl scowled and waved the paintbrush in his face. He leant back, dipped his finger in a pot of paint and dabbed her nose lightly with the end of his finger leaving a bright blue mark. The little girl scowled again, leant forward quickly and left bright green streaks on Chris's cheeks. She laughed as he lunged at her and she ran out of the room, trailing paint everywhere. Prue walked into the room, shook her head and smiled. She began talking to him and he laughed.

The image changed again to a slightly younger Jenna and a group of friends in a dark room. Slowly lights began to glow and Chris walked forward with a cake. Wyatt and Mellie walked behind him starting the chorus of 'Happy Birthday'. The chocolate cake was put down on the table with 15 candles on. Piper held back Jenna's hair as she blew out the candles and as she bent down to blow them out, the flames lit up her necklace that had fallen through her shirt. Everyone clapped as the room plunged into darkness and Leo turned on the lights. A little girl about 3 years old tugged at Jenna's trousers and she picked her up so the girl could see the cake.

The image changed again to Jenna walking with a guy with ginger curly hair holding a large pink fluffy teddy-bear whilst she held a stick of candyfloss. The pair were walking along a street lit by rows of multi-coloured lights strung up by the edge of the wall to the beach beyond. The guy stopped and led Jenna towards the steps where the rest of her family were walking and playing on the sand in the twilight. She turned to face him and he cupped her left cheek with his hand. He smiled at her and took her other hand in his, letting the bear fall to the ground. He spoke to her softly, barely moving his lips and she smiled back at him. On the beach Chris looked up and waved at them as the pair's foreheads met and they giggled. Jenna turned towards Chris and began to lead the guy down the steps towards where everyone else was waiting.

Jenna snapped the locket shut and wiped away a tear that had silently slid down her cheek. Chris stared for a few seconds then looked at her. "You're not lying to me? Do you have the necklace? The one that my Dad gave to the baby and that the girl was wearing the whole way through."

"Of course I do," she snapped and took it out from under the shirt. She showed it to him frowning.

He held up his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, I believe you. So you're my little sister but were never born because my Mom died and my sister who was never born never asked why she didn't have a sister?"

"Yes. I want to find out why things changed, why Mum was killed."

"Who was the little girl that you picked up at your 15th birthday?"

Jenna waved a hand at him. "I can't tell you that. That would be… spoiling it and we don't give spoilers I'm afraid, at least not unnecessary ones."

"Right, so what do you need me for?"

"I need you to help me convince Wyatt."

"Jenna!" shouted Prue.

Jenna turned towards her unsure of why her aunt had just shouted at her. "Yes Prue?"

"Peter's gone."

"What?"

"We're running out of time and Andy's beginning to fade as well."

Jenna ran a hand through her thick brown hair messing it up slightly. "Oh crap. Things are starting to speed up, the world's catching up. We've got to move quickly."

"Language Jenna," said Chris, smirking. "You're my baby sister and I can't let you use language like that."

"You've used worse and you know it," she retorted, sticking out her tongue.

Andy turned towards Prue and took hold of her hands. "I'm sorry love, things have just… just taken longer than we hoped and time is rebuilding. I love you, I always have."

Prue began to cry and touched his face. "Please don't go, don't leave me." She turned towards Jenna, her eyes red and puffy. "Jenna, do something! There's got to be something!"

"I don't know what to do! I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry but I don't know what I can do. Freezing him won't help him at all. You're the adult, tell me what I'm supposed to do," she replied hysterically.

Prue shook her head. "I don't know. I don't know."

"There's nothing you can do love, I'm sorry. Just promise you won't forget me, or the boys."

"Of course I won't. You'll look after them if you can?"

"Of course. Do not forget me." He held out a wreath of forget-me-nots and placed it over Prue's head.

"Forget-me-nots. Of course not, I have flower power." She giggled and fingered the flowers.

Chris shook his head and folded his arms. "Don't joke about flower power. Grams used to be into the hippy stuff and we had a slightly problematic time when our Grams wasn't our Grams."

Prue sniffed and wiped her eyes. "You're right, you're right. I'm sorry but I don't want you to go Andy. I lost you once already and it was so hard knowing that you died because of a demon. If you're going, if we're all going or gone because of a demon then they will wish they had never been born or whatever it is that makes demons demons."

Andy smiled. "Now, now. We can't have you being hell-bent on revenge Prue, not like last time."

"But I don't want to lose you again. They deserve to pay for what they've done, the same way Wyatt's out there searching for them."

"And look what that's done to him. No Prue. I don't want to leave you either but I'll still be there and I'll see you in heaven, if not, I'll see you back home once everything's sorted out. I love you."

"I love you too."

Andy stepped back and waved as he began to fade. Prue sniffed and turned away from the spot where he'd been stood. "Right, so what now Jenna?"

"We find Wyatt, and quickly. Peter faded whilst I was showing you my locket from Mum, and Andy not long after. Prue's got 5 minutes I reckon as there were years between me bringing back Andy and Peter being born but only a couple of weeks between me brining back Prue and Andy."

"Okay, so let's go find Wyatt." Chris began to walk towards the town and stopped. He turned back towards Jenna and Prue. "Uh Jenna, who was the guy in the last image, the one you were with by the beach?"

Jenna blushed and tried to turn away. "Oh, him. That's… that's Reuben, my boyfriend."

Chris stared at her a little shocked. "He's your boyfriend?"

Jenna twirled a piece of hair round her fingers. "Yes, yes he is. There's nothing wrong with that, is there? I'm a big girl, I'm allowed a boyfriend Chris."

Chris shook his head. "No, nothing like that, although I would like to meet him, to get to know him and just check he's a nice guy. No, it's just I'm sure I've seen him around somewhere before."

"Probably. His purpose is to look after me, it's his destiny."

"No, down in the underworld,"

Jenna swore under her breath. "Okay, maybe I ought to tell you. He's a… changeling. When he was a baby, he was kidnapped by demons and raised at this school thing along with loads of other changelings. But he's been fighting evil and doing what he can to help good for years. He's… he becomes my whitelighter at some point but I don't know when, why or how."

"What?"

"It's complicated, very complicated. Basically demons are setting, well have set up a school where they take magical babies and swap them with baby demons I think, not quite sure about that bit. They then take the magical babies and raise them, teaching them to use their magic for evil and to become a demon. However, they don't lose contact with the demon baby so instead of one evil child and one good, you have two evil with one being in amongst a good family where they can destroy the family."

"Right. How do you know so much? Are you sure you're my sister?"

"Yes, of course I am. I never had my powers until nearly 2 years ago, well my active ones at least."

Chris laughed and held up his hands in surrender. "I'm just joking, chill sis. Really? How come so late? Never mind. Let's go and find Wyatt."

Prue looked up glumly. "I think it's just going to be the two of you."

Jenna turned towards Prue. "What do you mean? You're not… no, please. You can't leave me! I need your help. I'm just a kid, how am I going to persuade everyone that the world is wrong and make things right again?"

Chris touched her lightly on the shoulder. "You persuaded me Jen."

"But you've always been the most… You've always been the nicest to me. You listened to me about Reuben and the others."

"What? Others?"

"Yes. Ferrin… Ferrin was like Reuben, not a demon but trained to use his magic for evil. A couple of weeks ago he uh died in a fight with a huge bunch of demons and became a whitelighter but he's not very good at the whole orbing thing yet." Jenna turned towards Prue. "You can't leave me. You're the only one who actually knows how life should be. Please Aunt Prue."

Prue shook her head. "You know I can't stay. It's up to you and Chris now to make everything right." Prue stepped towards Jenna, her arms open to hug her.

Jenna shook her head and stepped back. "You can't leave me," she screamed. "I don't know what to do. What if I can't sort this out? I'm just a kid! If I go then I've never existed. You at least did so you'll be in heaven. I won't have ever been. I'll be nothing, I'll have nothing. I can't do this alone."

"You're not alone. You have Chris and Wyatt still, and I'm pretty sure you have Reuben. Have you tried calling him?"

Jenna shook her head again. "No. I don't want to. What if he doesn't remember me? What if he doesn't know me?"

"He will, I'm sure of it. Your love is so strong. There are poems written about you two. World's cannot keep you apart."

"This is why I need you. Please, stay. I need you Aunt Prue. Please."

"I can't. I no longer exist. I died years ago over 30 years ago, presuming this is your time Chris?"

Chris nodded.

"Please," whispered Jenna.

"I'm sorry, I really can't. I love you. Chris, you look after your baby sister, okay? Don't let anything happen to her."

"I won't Aunt Prue, I promise." He stepped towards Jenna and put his arm around her shoulders.

Jenna sobbed and turned away as Prue smiled weakly and waved before fading into nothing.

Chris held Jenna tightly then held her out to look at her. He held up a tissue which she took gratefully. "So Jenna, what now?"