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NOTE TO READER: This is a series about Piper and Leo's three children Wyatt, Chris and Melinda. Phoebe and Paige's children may make guest appearances but this series is solely about the Siblings. Other family members will be making appearances as well later in the season.

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Chapter 7: The Witch Of The House

(-v-)

"Come on, Mom!" Melinda Halliwell whined as she stood at the door of her mother's bedroom, her arms were crossed over her chest while her brunette ponytail hung over her right shoulder.

Piper stood by her bed, packing a faded yellow suitcase when she looked up at her daughter. Piper was dressed in black trousers with a turtleneck white sweater. Her hair was neatly tied up into a ponytail.

"Honey, we've talked about this." Piper said returning to her packing.

"But why now?" Melinda asked walking over to the bed, her long black gypsy skirt flowing behind her. The skirt was accompanied by a crimson camisole with a cropped sweater with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows.

"You kids are big enough now to take care of yourselves." Piper said glancing up at Melinda.

After her and her brothers Chris and Wyatt's wiccaning, Piper and Leo had announced that they were moving out of the Manor and to magic school so that the Siblings could learn to handle things on their own.

"We won't be here to look after you forever, you know?" Piper said.

"Yeah, but I can't do this on my own." Melinda whined.

"You're not on your own," Piper said zipping the suitcase closed. "You have your brothers who are talented witches and whitelighters. They'll take care of you."

"Mom, they can't take the lead, I'll have to take care of them." Melinda said falling on the bed. "You know that not one of them can cook. The only thing they can make is toast and sometimes they can't even make that."

Piper laughed. It was true; Melinda was the only one who inherited Piper's love for cooking, Wyatt and Chris were disasters in the kitchen.

"You can do this, honey." Piper said grabbing another bag out of her closet and walking back to the bed.

"It just feels unreal, you know? Melinda said. "You and Dad leaving."

"We're not going far," Piper said.

"Still, alone in the house with Wyatt and Chris." Melinda said. "It's just going to be different and you know I don't do well with change."

"Honey, sometimes change is good. This will help you to handle Wiccan things on your own." Piper said emptying one of her dresser drawers on the bed. "After all, that's how we did it."

Piper and her sisters, Prue and Phoebe found out that they were witches shortly after their Grams had died and they had to handle everything by themselves. They didn't have anyone to show them the ropes of being a witch. Piper's youngest sister Paige, who joined their magical fold after their oldest sister Prue had passed, had it easy. Piper and Phoebe had to teach Paige everything they knew and soon the student surpassed her mentors. Paige is now a talented witch thanks to her sisters' teaching and she had taught herself to be an extremely capable whitelighter. Now Melinda, Wyatt and Chris had to learn to be independent as well.

"Honey, you can't flourish if you can't handle situations on your own." Piper explained folding clothes and placing them neatly into the bag. "If you keep running to us for advice, you'll never reach your potential as a witch."

"Are you guys going to stay at magic school permanently?" Melinda asked.

"Maybe. I think we just might." Piper said. "Speaking of, do you want our room?" Piper asked looking at Melinda.

"What?" Melinda asked sitting up, her forehead creasing with confusion.

"Do you want to move in here after we're gone?" Piper asked.

Melinda's mouth hung open in shock. She didn't know what to say.

"Is that a yes?" Piper asked with a side grin.

"I just thought Wyatt would get your room first," Melinda said.

"We talked to Wyatt about it and he said he'd rather you have it." Piper said.

Melinda jumped up from the bed and gave her mom a hug.

"Thank you, Mom." She said.

"You're welcome, if I can give you some advice." Piper said letting go of her daughter.

"Sure," Melinda said.

"Ask your brothers to help you orb the stuff in here or it will take you weeks to move." Piper said waving her hands around.

"Good advice," Melinda said. "Would you mind if I did a makeover?"

"It's your room now. Knock your socks off." Piper said zipping her final bag. "I think that's everything."

Piper gave the room one final nostalgic look. Melinda looked at Piper, sadness printed all over her face.

"Come on, honey, think about it. No parents, no supervision, you're on your own now." Piper said slinging her arm around her daughter's shoulders.

"Promise me you'll come and visit," Melinda said.

"Of course," Piper said. "This will always be my home."

"Good," Melinda said. "Do I have to call Wyatt to take you and Dad to magic school?"

"Please." Piper said.

Melinda walked to her room and grabbed her cellphone. She flipped the silver phone open, hit 3 and speed dialed her brother.

(-v-)

In downtown San Francisco Wyatt and Chris were in an alley looking for an innocent. They were slowly searching through the long damp and unpleasant smelling alleyway. Chris pulled his black jacket closer together as a chilly wind ran down the alley. Wyatt's cellphone began to vibrate. He removed the black thin slide phone from his jeans' pocket, checked the caller ID and answered it.

"Hey, Sis." He said bringing the phone to his ear.

Chris walked closer to Wyatt to hear what his sister wanted.

"Where are you guys?" Melinda's asked.

"Looking for an innocent, the Elders say she's being stalked by demons." Wyatt replied.

"Which demons?" Melinda asked.

"We're not sure yet," Wyatt said.

"When you know something, let me know and I'll check the Book to see if I can find something." Melinda said. "But the reason I'm calling is that Mom wants a lift to magic school."

"Now?" Wyatt asked.

Chris threw his hand in front of Wyatt to stop him.

Wyatt mouthed to Chris. "What?"

Chris pointed to the back of the building to a young girl hiding behind a dumpster.

"I gotta go!" Wyatt said hanging up.

(-v-)

"But, wait!" Melinda said as she heard Wyatt hanging up.

Melinda looked at her cellphone.

"Goodbye to you too," She said closing her phone and walking back to Piper's bedroom.

(-v-)

"Okay, you make sure she's okay and I'll watch out for demons." Wyatt whispered.

"Okay," Chris whispered back and slowly walked over to the girl.

She fell back against the wall, drawing her knees to her chest and crying. Her dark jeans were torn and her beige jacket had scorch marks on it. It seemed that she had been grazed by an energyball or fireball.

"Please don't hurt me," She cried.

"It's okay; we are here to help you." Chris said holding his hand out to the dark haired girl.

She looked up at him, tears welling up in her green eyes.

"You can trust me," Chris said.

The girl slowly reached for Chris's hand and stood up. Wyatt scanned the alley, waiting for demons to attack. He turned his head as he heard the sound of a traveling fireball.

"Chris! Demons!" Wyatt yelled jumping out of the way of an oncoming fireball. He fell to the ground and rolled over on his side.

Another fireball traveled through the air towards Chris and the innocent. Chris tackled the innocent to the ground. She hit her head on the ground and became unconscious. Wyatt waved his hands, sending a golden wave towards the demons and vanquished them in a fiery demise. A couple of demons shimmered away, afraid of meeting the same fate while others remained where they were. Chris jumped up and ran over to his brother. Chris lifted his arm and flicked his hand sending the demons soaring across the alley. While the demons were in midair Wyatt raised his one hand and vanquishing them.

"Nice job," Chris commented.

"Thanks," Wyatt said scanning the alley to make sure there weren't anymore demons.

"The innocent," Chris said running back to the girl.

He lifted her head and placed his fingers to her neck to feel for a sign of life.

"Is she okay?" Wyatt asked concerned.

"She's just unconscious; she hit her head when I tackled her." Chris replied.

"Let's get her to the manor." Wyatt said.

Chris stooped to the ground and picked the girl up. Wyatt placed his hand on Chris's shoulder and they were surrounded by white shimmering lights and carried away.

(-v-)

Down in his underworld cavern, Farris was pacing in front of his demon minions. Many tried to hide in the shadows of the room to avoid Farris' rage.

"Why do I bother to keep you all around?" Farris yelled at his minions.

"We know we disappoint, Farris but..." The head demon began.

"But the Trinity intervened," Farris mocked. "I'm so tired of hearing that the Trinity intervened." Farris said.

"They are very powerful, Farris." Another demon said.

"You're powerful demons; you shouldn't be intimidated by three little witches." Farris roared.

"We are not powerful enough to stop Charmed Witches," A third demon said.

"I'll have to replace you all then!" Farris yelled shooting multiple fireballs out of his hands at the remaining demons.

They all screamed as they were engulfed in flames. All that was left of the measly demons were ashes.

"If you want it done right, then you have to do it yourself." Farris said as he is surrounded by titian flames and teleported out of his cavern.

(-v-)

Wyatt and Chris orbed into the brightly lit sunroom. Chris lay the girl down on the couch when Melinda entered the room, with the small black portable phone in hand.

"Hello! Ever here of a phone?" Melinda said waving the phone in the air. "Can't orb, ya know?"

Wyatt removed his cellphone from his pocket and showed it to his sister. It was broken from the fall he had when he jumped out of the way of an oncoming fireball.

"Oh," Melinda said looking at the phone, wires protruding from it.

"Yeah," Wyatt said tossing the broken cellphone on the coffee table.

Wyatt kneeled down to the floor and placed his hands over her body. A golden glow emanated from his hands as he began to heal her injuries.

"Who's the girl?" Melinda asked placing the receiver on top of the TV cabinet.

"Innocent, the one the Elders sent us to find." Chris said.

"They've got you busy, don't they?" Melinda asked sitting down on the other couch next to the Book of Shadows which she had brought down earlier.

"Never a dull moment in the Halliwell Manor." Wyatt said as he pulled back his hands, halting his healing power.

"Why are you stopping?" Melinda asked.

"We don't want her wide awake right now; she was kind of freaked out back there in the alley." Wyatt explained.

"Do you have any idea why the demons were after her?" Melinda asked.

"No, we were hoping maybe she could help us on that one." Wyatt said.

"Well, I did flip through the Book while I was waiting for you guys." Melinda said.

"Did you find anything?" Chris asked.

"Not really, a lot of demons have the same m.o.; kill innocents to move up in the demon rank." Melinda said. "There are too many out there to establish which one is the demon we're after."

"So we're back to square one," Wyatt said.

"Not necessarily," Piper said entering the sunroom.

"What do you mean, Mom?" Chris asked crossing his arms over his chest.

"Your sister can find out what's going on," Piper said.

"Huh?" Melinda said looking over at her mother, confusion written all over her face.

"You are a powerful witch; you can try to have a premonition to find out." Piper said.

"I can't force premonitions, Mom, I'm still new with the whole vision thing." Melinda said. "I can't just call one up whenever I want to, they just happen."

"How do you think Phoebe's power grew? She practiced." Piper said.

"I guess I can give it a shot but I'm not guaranteeing anything." Melinda said as she walked over to the couch.

She kneeled down next to the girl and placed her hands on the innocent's arm. She closed her eyes and concentrated, trying to call upon a vision. Melinda jerked backwards slightly and gasped as she received a premonition.

The vision unfolded in her mind. She saw Carrie, the girl she had saved a couple of weeks ago. She was a bit older now; she was protecting an innocent and orbed away. Melinda relived the attack on Carrie's life where she had intervened. She then saw the innocent Wyatt and Chris had saved. She too was destined to be a whitelighter. Finally, Melinda saw a demon, dressed in a long black trench coat appear in the manor throwing a deadly fireball at the innocent. She was killed in a fiery blaze. Melinda's vision ended as she gasped for air.

"What did you see?" Chris asked helping Melinda up, concerned.

"She's a future whitelighter and so is Carrie." Melinda said.

"What?" Wyatt asked. "Why would demons want to kill future whitelighters. It's not their m.o?"

"Did you see the demon?" Piper asked.

"A different one, very powerful." Melinda said. "My last vision was of him killing the innocent right here in the manor, I could practically feel the flames."

"Do you think you can identify him in The Book of Shadows?" Wyatt asked.

"I think so," Melinda said.

Wyatt reached for the Book and handed it to Melinda, who was now sitting in the arm chair. Melinda took the Book from her brother and started to flip through the aged pages of the ancestral Book.

"Would one of you boys mind orbing me to Magic School, your dad is already there." Piper asked.

Melinda looked up from the Book at her mother surprised. "You're not going to help us?" Melinda asked.

"You three can handle this," Piper said.

"But, Mom..." Melinda protested.

"Remember what we talked about this morning," Piper said with a smile.

She walked over to Melinda and gave her a kiss on the head. Melinda sighed and returned to her search.

"I'll take you, where's the luggage?" Wyatt asked.

"In here," Piper pointed to the living room. Piper walked over to Chris and said goodbye to him as well. Wyatt walked into the living room and over to the luggage. There were some boxes and three suitcases. Piper soon followed.

"So you guys are really going to do this?" Wyatt asked.

"Well, yeah. You take care of your brother and sister, okay?" Piper asked bringing her hand up to Wyatt's cheek.

"I will," Wyatt said.

"That's my boy," Piper said taking Wyatt's hand and putting her hand on some of the luggage, Wyatt did the same and they orbed away, carrying everything along with them.

(-v-)

About ten minutes later Wyatt had returned and was helping Melinda search for the demon. Chris had offered to make them coffee and was now preparing it in the kitchen.

"Is this him?" Wyatt asked pointing to the page in the Book.

"No," Melinda said flipping to the next page.

Wyatt sat back in the couch, feeling as though they were searching for a needle in a haystack.

"Got him!" Melinda announced. "Farris is an upper-level demon whose goal in life is to rid the world of good entities. He wants to gain full power so that he can take over the underworld." Melinda read.

Wyatt looked over the page as well.

"Sounds like your normal garden variety demon." Melinda said looking up at Wyatt.

"Look at this," Wyatt said reading further. "Witches, be warned. He is not your average everyday demon. He will stop at nothing to reach his ultimate goal. He has been responsible for hundreds of witch killing over centuries, dating back to the Witch Trials in Salem. As cunning as he is powerful, this demon shouldn't be confronted if not prepared." Wyatt read.

"That sounds a lot worse." Melinda said.

"What sounds worse?" Chris asked entering the sunroom carrying a tray with three cups of coffee and a glass of water for the girl.

She had stirred earlier, but hadn't woken up yet.

"The demon that is after her is powerful, almost as powerful as Zankou." Wyatt said.

"Zan who?" Melinda asked raising an eyebrow.

"Zankou. That's the demon Mom and the aunts fought when they died." Chris said using air quotes.

"Oh right, him." Melinda said.

"Is there any way to vanquish him?" Chris asked handing Melinda a cup of coffee.

Wyatt read further. "A vanquishing potion and a spell. This is a very intense potion. These ingredients alone can kill you if not made correctly." He said.

"Let Melinda make it," Chris said handing Wyatt his coffee.

Melinda chocked on her hot beverage and burned her tongue. "Excuse me?" She said.

"I mean you are good at cooking and measuring stuff. I think you have a better chance of not being killed." Chris explained.

"Awe gee, thanks." Melinda said sarcastically.

"Will you do it?" Wyatt asked.

"I probably have no choice, do I?" Melinda asked standing up from the arm chair.

"I think we should try to wake her up now," Chris said looking over at the innocent.

"Yeah," Wyatt said moving over to the girl.

He put his coffee on the side table and lightly shook the girl's arm. The girl stirred and moaned.

"Hi there," Wyatt said as the girl's eyes fluttered opened.

The girl shrieked as she curled up on the couch, absolutely terrified of the strangers in front of her.

"Don't hurt me," She murmured.

Chris hurried over to the girl's side and took her hand.

"Do you remember me?" Chris asked.

The girl looked over at Chris. She nodded her head.

"Good, so you know we are here to protect you?" Chris said.

The girl nodded again.

"What's your name?" Melinda asked.

"Amber," The girl replied.

"Amber, I'm Chris and this is my brother, Wyatt." Chris said.

Wyatt waved at the girl.

"And that's my sister Melinda," Chris said.

"Hi," Melinda said.

Amber started to relax around them.

"What's going on?" She asked bringing her hands up to her head. "I'm so confused."

"There's a demon after you," Wyatt said.

"A demon?" Amber asked fearful.

"Wyatt!" Melinda said. "Ease innocent into the world of demons and witches, remember?"

"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to be so blunt." Wyatt said.

"Are you all witches or something?" Amber asked.

"Yeah, we're witches and we're meant to protect you because you are destined for greatness." Chris explained.

"Rewind, stop and freeze!" Amber said lifting her hands. "Demons, witches, destined for greatness? Please explain this to me slowly."

Melinda gave smile feeling this girl's confusion.

"I know this is a lot to take in, but we're witches with powers and we are supposed to protect you from a demon that's trying to kill you." Melinda explained handing Amber the glass of water Chris had brought in earlier.

"But why does this demon or whatever want to kill me?" Amber asked taking the glass from Melinda and taking a sip.

"Because you're a future whitelighter," Wyatt said.

"A white what?" Amber said.

"A Whitelighter." Chris said. "They are like guardian angels for witches, that's what Wyatt and I am too."

Amber took a deep breath trying to process the information that was just given to her.

"Are you okay?" Melinda asked.

"Yeah, just trying to take it all in, you know?" Amber said with a faint smile.

"Do you live alone?" Melinda asked.

"Yeah, why?" Amber asked.

"I think she should stay with us so that we can protect her, until we vanquish Farris at least." Melinda said to her brothers.

"I agree," Wyatt said.

"Is that okay with you?" Chris asked.

Amber nodded her head.

"Yeah, I'd rather not be killed by a demonic force, thank you." Amber said.

Chris and Wyatt both looked up.

"What?" Melinda asked.

"The Elders are calling, we need to go." Wyatt said.

"Will you take care of her and finish the potion before we get back?" Chris asked standing up.

"Sure," Melinda said folding her arms over her chest. "I'll do all that in between studying for my Economy quiz and making an appearance at the restaurant."

"Thanks sis," Wyatt said.

Melinda stared at her brothers, annoyed. Wyatt and Chris both disappeared in swirling white lights. Amber stood up shocked.

"What was that?" She asked pointing to where Wyatt and Chris were standing.

"Oh, that's just how they get around." Melinda said waving it off. "Nifty little power."

"You can't do that?" Amber asked.

"Ah, no. I'm only a witch, I'm not a whitelighter." Melinda said picking up the Book.

"I don't have to be scared, do I?" Amber asked.

"No, we'll take good care of you." Melinda said slinging her arm around Amber's shoulders. "Come on,"

Melinda and Amber made their way out of the sunroom and to the stairs.

(-v-)

"Do you think the kids are alright?" Piper asked unpacking her suitcase in her and Leo's new room at magic school.

The room held a four poster bed with crimson linen, there was a closet and a dresser that filled the empty corner to the right of the bed. The rest of the room was decorated with antique furniture.

Leo looked from the closet, where he had just hung his clothes, to Piper.

"Honey, they are going to be fine. Stop worrying." Leo pressed.

"I can't help but worry, okay? I'm their mother, I'm allowed." Piper said.

Leo walked over to Piper and wrapped his arms around her.

"Of course you're allowed to worry." Leo said.

"But..." Piper began.

"They are talented witches, they have good instincts and they are going to be fine. We've raised them well." Leo interupted.

"I'm going to check up on them anyway. In which box did you put the teleporting potions?" Piper said grabbing her shoulder bag.

Leo sighed and gave a little smile. He knew Piper well; he knew that her mind wouldn't be at ease if she didn't know that the kids were fine. Leo pointed to the small box in the corner of the room.

"Thank you." Piper said walking over to the box.

She removed one potion and put it in her shoulder bag. She removed another and held it in her hand.

"You're not going anywhere, witch!" A voice said behind them.

"How did you get in here?" Piper asked facing the hooded demon.

"I cloaked myself with good," The demon said. "It was pretty easy; you should really up the security around here."

The demon removed the hood from his face. His face became clear, it was Farris. Piper raised her hands to blow him up but he deflected it to the wall.

"That wasn't very nice," Farris said waving his hands.

Piper and Leo both disappeared in a crimson wave. The potion bottle Piper was holding fell to the ground and shattered upon impact. Farris flamed out and reappeared in his lair, Piper and Leo were trapped in a cage.

"Paige! Wyatt! Chris!" Piper called out loud.

"Don't waste your breath, witch. No one can hear you." Farris said walking over to the cage.

"If you hurt my children, I swear to God, I'll vanquish you." Piper said.

"You won't be able to if I kill you, so either you quite down or I'll make you." Farris said.

"What do you want with them?" Leo asked.

"They have something I want; they have thwarted my plans for the last time." Farris said.

Piper's eyes filled with fury as she looked on at the demon, deep down she felt fear for her children.

"And now they are going to pay," Farris snarled as he walked away and disappeared from sight.

"Well, this isn't good," Leo said sitting down against the cage.

"Gee, ya think!" Piper said sarcastically, removing her shoulder bag and putting her hands to her hips.

(-v-)

Melinda and Amber were on their way to the attic but stopped just before heading up stairs. Amber leaned against the wall, bringing her hand to her head.

"Are you okay?" Melinda asked concerned.

"I don't feel so good; I'm feeling a little dizzy...and nauseous." Amber said bringing her hand up to her mouth.

"Do you want to lie down in my room? It has a bathroom." Melinda asked.

"I think that might be a good idea," Amber said.

"Come on," Melinda said leading Amber to Piper and Leo's old room.

Melinda smiled. She looked over at her new bed. Piper had put her bed's covers on the bed in their room. Melinda put the Book on the dresser and walked over to the bed and pulled back the covers. Amber got into the bed and pulled the covers over her.

"If you need me, I'll be in the attic. Just holler." Melinda said.

Amber nodded and closed her eyes. Melinda noticed something lying on the floor by the bed. It was almost completely under the bed. Melinda retrieved the trinket and studied it. It was a very old ring.

It must belong to Mom, Melinda thought putting the ring on her finger and thinking about her mother.

Melinda grabbed the Book and left the room, softly closing the door behind her. As Melinda walked up to the attic, she felt this strangeness. It was strange not having her mom and dad there anymore. It felt a bit scary.

She entered the attic and walked over to the chalice. She placed the Book next to it and flipped through the Book to find the vanquishing potion. She stopped when she found the page she was looking for. She measured off the ingredients and began to prepare the potion.

Potion making wasn't very different from cooking food. Melinda dreamed of becoming a chef just like her mom since she was little. The best part of having a former chef as a mom is that there was always delicious treats in the house. Melinda had made her first Chocolate Decadence Cake when she was nine years old. The recipe had been passed down to Piper from Grams.

She added the first couple ingredients slowly and stirred it. One mistake and she could blow the house to pieces. Melinda was about to add the final ingredient when she was startled by a mouse. The last ingredient was supposed to be added slowly but it all fell in at once. An explosion erupted, sending Melinda backwards into a table that held some of their Wicca tools.

"Damn mouse," Melinda said recovering from her fall.

She brushed the dust from her pants before walking over to the chalice. Even though she didn't add the ingredient slowly, the potion would still work. Melinda bottled the potion, but she kept on being distracted by the mess in the attic. She grabbed a broom from the corner of the attic and started to sweep up the rubble.

"What a mess!" She said disgusted.

(-v-)

Wyatt and Chris were now up in the heavens walking through the corridors with an Elder.

"We're worried about the demon situation, boys." Atticus said.

Atticus was a very old and wise Elder. He was the most respected Elder in the heavens and had guided many a young lighter in the past.

"We're handling it, Atticus." Chris said. "Don't worry."

"I have complete faith in you and your brother. You must do your best to protect Amber. Now that we know she is destined to be a whitelighter and soon after an Elder, we have to protect her at all cost." Atticus explained.

"An Elder?" Wyatt asked.

"Yes," Atticus said. "I was informed of that this morning."

"Atticus, is Carrie destined to be an Elder too?" Chris asked.

"If she continues her good work on earth, yes, then she'll become an Elder too." Atticus said.

"Is it true that the more Elders the side of good has that the scale tips in our favor?" Wyatt asked.

"Yes, it's true. Why so many questions?" Atticus asked with a smile.

Wyatt and Chris exchanged looks. They were thinking the same thing. Wyatt and Chris were very close and sometimes it was like they had this psychic connection with each other. They always knew what the other was thinking.

"We think that the demon doesn't want the balance of the magical world to tip to the side of good and that he's tracking future Elders." Chris explained.

Wyatt nodded, agreeing with what his brother just said.

"You might be right," Atticus said with a worried look. "You must do everything in your power to protect Amber until Farris is vanquished."

"Melinda is already making a vanquishing potion." Wyatt said.

"Don't worry, we'll get him." Chris said.

"Your father must be proud of you two." Atticus said.

"You knew Dad when he was a whitelighter?" Wyatt asked.

"Yes, Leo and I go way back. I guided him when he first became a whitelighter; it's a great honour to be guiding his sons now." Atticus said.

"Thanks." Wyatt said.

Wyatt and Chris gave Atticus a smile before they disappeared in white lights.

(-v-)

Wyatt and Chris orbed into the dining room and were shocked at what they saw. The dining table was laid out with plates and roasted chicken with baked potatoes. They peered into the living room and saw stacks of laundry. They also realized that the house was spotless, it almost shined.

"What the hell happened?" Chris asked. "Did the demon of cleanliness finally attack?"

Melinda entered the dining room balancing a salad bowl and a plate containing different kinds of vegetables.

"Hi guys, hope you're hungry." She said smiling.

The Brothers studied their sister. She was oddly dressed in a 1950's dress and wearing an Alice Band to keep her hair out of her face.

"Melinda, are you okay?" Wyatt asked concerned.

Melinda neatly put the bowl and plate down and looked up at her brother.

"Just peachy," She said. "Wyatt, would you be a doll and go wake up Amber. She's in my room."

"Sure," Wyatt said leaving the dining room as quickly as he could

"You better go wash your hands or no dessert for you," Melinda said waving her finger at Chris.

"Oh-kay," Chris said heading upstairs.

Wyatt was waiting on the second floor for Chris.

"What was that all about?" Wyatt asked.

"Search me? Maybe it's her way of dealing with Mom and Dad moving out." Chris said walking over to his room.

Wyatt walked over to Melinda's bedroom and was just about to open the door when Chris shouted.

"Oh my God!" Chris said.

Wyatt hurried over to see what was wrong. Chris was standing in his bedroom door, completely shocked. Wyatt looked over his brother's shoulder and was equally shocked.

"Whoa!" Wyatt said.

Chris's whole bedroom had been rearranged and all of his stuff was neatly packed away in containers. Everything was in its right place. Nothing was laying around.

"What the hell did she do?" Chris asked walking into his room. "I'll never be able to find any of my stuff!"

Wyatt snorted as he laughed. Chris gave Wyatt an angry look.

"Sorry!" Wyatt defended.

"Laugh all you want, what's the bet she attacked your room too." Chris said with a grin.

Wyatt's smile completely disappeared as he made his way to his bedroom. He opened the door and saw his room had been rearranged too.

"Oh, come on!" Wyatt said annoyed, entering his room.

Chris leaned against the door-post folding his arms. "Ha-ha!" He said.

"This isn't funny, Chris!" Wyatt said.

"Guys, the food is getting cold!" Melinda called from downstairs.

"Still think this is just a stage?" Wyatt asked.

Chris shrugged as he walked away.

Wyatt ran his finger through his hair in frustration. What has possessed Melinda to do this, he thought.

He turned around and left his room. He softly knocked on Melinda's bedroom door. Amber stirred and sat up.

"Come in," She said groggily.

Wyatt slowly opened the door.

"Hi," He said entering the room.

"Hey Wyatt," Amber said fixing her hair.

"How're you doing?" He asked tucking his hands into his jeans' pockets.

"Better thanks," Amber said. "I still have headache from the bump to my head but other than that I'm good."

"Good, well, Melinda has prepared a feast if you're hungry." Wyatt said.

"Starving," Amber said as she stood up.

"Come on," Wyatt said leaving the room with Amber following him downstairs.

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Melinda smiled when she saw her brothers and Amber arriving in the dining room.

"How do you guys like your rooms? Nice and tidy, huh?" She asked.

"One question, have you lost your marbles?" Chris asked narrowing his eyes at Melinda.

"Chris!" Wyatt warned as he sat down at the table.

Chris knew Wyatt was right, this wasn't the time to confront Melinda, not with Amber sitting there.

"Amber, I hope you like roasted Chicken." Melinda said handing Amber a plate.

"Love it, thanks." Amber said taking the plate from Melinda. "This is too much, I feel like I'm staying in a hotel."

"Nonsense!" Melinda said. "This is nothing."

"We have to make sure that you stay protected." Chris said.

"Well, dig in!" Melinda said very chipper as she sat down.

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Through the entire dinner Melinda had told everyone about her spring cleaning and how she almost blew the house to pieces when she was startled by a mouse. She had also told her brothers that she had tidied up the attic. Wyatt and Chris were too afraid to see the new attic. How were they going to find everything now?

After everyone had finished eating, Melinda cleared the table and washed the dishes by herself, while Wyatt and Chris became accustomed to their new rooms. Melinda had told Amber to take a nice long bath and borrow some of her pajamas. Melinda switched off the lights downstairs and made her way to her bedroom.

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When she arrived in her room Amber had just finished getting dressed.

"I see you found the pajamas." Melinda said.

"Yes, thanks. They are really comfy." Amber said twirling around for Melinda.

She was wearing a pair of pink flannel pajamas.

"Of course," Melinda said. "I prepared the spare bedroom for you for tonight. It's out the door, to your right." Melinda smiled.

"I don't have to be scared, right?" Amber asked.

"About the demons?" Melinda asked.

Amber nodded her head.

"Not with us here, demons are terrified of us so you are completely safe." Melinda assured her.

"Thanks for everything, Melinda." Amber said with a smile.

"Oh you're very welcome, sweetie." Melinda said.

Amber smiled before making her way out of the room.

"Oh, one more thing." Melinda said following Amber to the guest bedroom.

She opened the door and went in. Melinda walked over to the window and picked up something from the ground.

"Now, these are magical protection crystals. Whatever you do, don't move them. They'll keep you safe for tonight." Melinda said returning the crystal to its spot.

"Okay," Amber said.

"Goodnight!" Melinda said leaving the room and closing the door behind her.

She headed towards her room and closed the door behind her.

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Chris slowly opened his bedroom door and crept towards Wyatt's. He knocked softy and waited until Wyatt replied. Chris entered the room and closed the door behind him.

"She's going to drive me crazy!" He said walking towards Wyatt's bed.

Wyatt was lying on the bed watching TV.

"I take it you're referring to our loony toons sister?" Wyatt said switching the TV off.

"She's not acting like herself." Chris said sitting down on the bed.

"It's probably just a stage." Wyatt said.

"What if it's not?" Chris asked.

"Okay, if she's still not fine by tomorrow, we'll go get Mom and Dad." Wyatt suggested.

"Good idea," Chris said standing up. "Goodnight," He said leaving the room and returning to his own.

Wyatt switched on the TV again. "I hope it's just a stage." Wyatt mumbled.

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Down in the underworld Piper was desperately trying to blow open the cage.

"Piper, you've tried hundreds of times. It's not going to budge." Leo said, sitting against the wall.

"Well at least I'm trying to get us out!" Piper yelled.

"What's that suppose to mean!" Leo said.

Piper sometimes really put her foot in it when she said things like that to Leo. She sometimes, though not on purpose, referred to his lack of magical powers.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Piper said walking over to Leo and sitting down next to him.

"It's okay, I know you didn't." Leo said.

Piper brought her knees up to her chest.

"I'm just worried about the kids; I don't want anything to happen to them." Piper said, fear written all over her face.

Leo wrapped his one arm around his wife, trying to comfort her.

"They can protect themselves and you'll see, they'll come and save us." Leo said.

Piper gave a weak smile. "I hope your right, because that is a very powerful demon, I mean if he could fight through my powers." She said.

"They can handle it; you and your sisters have trained them well." Leo said stroking Piper's shoulder.

Piper slowly stood up and looked at the gate.

"What are you doing?" Leo asked standing up as well.

"Trying to remember a spell," Piper said closing her eyes, racking her brain trying to remember the spell she needed.

Piper's eyes shot open. "I remember!" She said.

Piper looked at the gate, summoning all of her power.

"Door unlock, No magic block!" Piper recited.

She gate flashed with an orange light. Piper moved forward and put her hands to the gate. It shocked her and sent her backwards.

"Piper!" Leo said helping her up.

"Well that didn't work," Piper said dusting herself off.

"We'll just have to trust the kids, honey." Leo said.

"I guess you're right," Piper said. "I just hope they can get us out of here."

Piper looked at Leo with a worried look printed over her face.

TO BE CONTINUED….

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I'm really sorry about the delay for chapter. I have been going through some things & that's the reason that the chapter was not posted on time but I hope it was at least worth the wait. There are many questions left unanswered here so I hope you all will be back for chapter 8. I would really love to see some more reviews & thanks so much to all of those who have reviewed. To those who had questions to some things, I'll answer them soon. ;)