Leo left the room to check that Tara wasn't being grilled by the other two witches and to give her the good news.

"Yes hello I am so sorry to bother you, I got you number out of the phone book but," the man on the other line let out a large sigh and then continued, "My name is Rupert Giles and I need your help."

"What kind of help?" Piper asked rudely.

"Yes well you see, I hear that you are a great witch coven and I have a friend who has become seriously engulfed by her magics and she needs, well sort of a magical rehab."

"Look Rupert if your friend needs magical rehab, this is the last place that you want to send her, we have magic coming out of our a-"

"Well I suppose that was a bad metaphor, but she needs more help controlling her magic and I have been told that you are very powerful and can help her to better control her powers and help her focus them on something more productive."

"Alright I will have to ask to make sure that you aren't some kind of demon that is trying to kill us. Can you give me a number to call you back at?" They exchanged their information and Piper decided to trust Tara to ask the elders about this Rupert guy before she told the others about the phone call she had received. When they all went off to bed Piper pulled Tara to the side.

"I got a phone call from a guy named Rupert Giles," Tara's heart started beating faster but she kept her composure, "I wanted you to go and check with the elders and make sure that he isn't a demon trying to kill us, you know?" Tara nodded absolutely ecstatic on the inside. "But don't tell Leo yet."

"Ok." Tara said thinking of a plan. "What did this guy want?"

"He wants us to help one of his friends learn how to control her magic. Ok so let me know what they say, ok?" Tara gave a quick nod and orbed outside and started to walk around the block as she walked she began to mumble to think out loud.

"Oh my god, oh my god! What am I doing?" Her pace quickened and her mind fumbled with though after thought about how she shouldn't even think about doing what she was doing. But then she was hit by a confusing thought, "Maybe it isn't her, I mean Giles knows plenty of witches." The thought was full of confliction, she had hope that it was another witch and yet absolutely hated the idea that it could be any one else but her. She knew that she couldn't go to the elders because they wouldn't let her come, and although she hated herself for it, in her eyes she didn't have a choice.

After an immeasurable amount of time Tara orbed back into the house to see that Piper was waiting for her in the living room. In that moment Tara had wished that she had rehearsed or something but was still confident that her plan would work, she looked at Piper who had stood in response to her orbing in and began to tell her what the 'elders' had said about Giles. "They said that he is what he says he is. He wants to bring a witch here so that you can help her control her magic." Tara was surprised at the fact that she hadn't stuttered once.

"Who is the witch?"

"They didn't say, just that it was ok to let her come as long as it is ok with you."

"Well ok, I guess it is a good thing that we have 2 guest bedrooms then, we should probably go to bed." Tara looked at the clock and it was 2 o'clock in the morning, so she nodded. Piper led Tara to her new bedroom and lent her some pajamas and said that they would get her some clothes of her own tomorrow.

Before Piper went to bed herself she went back downstairs to call Giles, somehow knowing that he would still be awake at this hour. After the first few rings he answered in his English accent and Piper told him that he could bring his witch friend, and after exchanging all of the practical details she hung up the phone and went to sleep.