Disclaimer: I don't own Charmed, or any of it's characters unfortunately. However I've created my own characters I hope you'll grow to love just the same.

Dear Readers: This is a spin-off about Phoebe's daughters and how their lives develop in their adult years.

1.08: Dream Weaver Companions

Story by: Brando

Written by: Brando

Envelopes scattered the floor as Peyton walked around her fiancé, Johnathan's, house. She was trying to write down more plans for her wedding. A florist had been booked and a caterer had been appointed to make everything, including the cake. Peyton couldn't wait for a night meant for Johnathan and herself. She wanted her wedding to be perfect and she didn't know why she hadn't started planning it in the early winter when she'd first been engaged. Johnathan walked into the living room and spotted the mess before she could say anything.

"What are you doing in here, baby?" he asked.

"Oh, Johnathan, you startled me." Peyton said, surprised by his sudden appearance. It was almost as if he'd just arrived, but he'd truly been in the other room the entire time.

"My god, Peyton, this place is a mess. What on earth are you up to in here?" he continued.

"Oh, well I was just going over some wedding arrangements. Baby, do you think we should go with a chocolate cake to be a bit spontaneous, or go with the original white cake?" Peyton asked, a chipper feeling reaching its height in her every syllable.

"Peyton, something isn't right with this. We agreed we were going to hire a planner so you didn't have to deal with this..." he said as he started to look around, "mess."

"I see," Peyton said as she started to clean up the envelopes. Quickly she ran to another sheet of papers and pulled out a catalog. "Baby, check out these flower arrangements. I was thinking we could go with the red rose orchard, or the Tangerine Tulip..." Peyton explained before Johnathan cut her off.

"Okay, this is definitely not you. I noticed you've been acting funny for days now. I'm going to call your sisters." he said as Peyton tried to show him more of the catalog.

"Oh good, call my sisters, I'd love to see what they think of this cute veil I saw in that Bridal magazine." Peyton said.

Johnathan headed for the phone, he had no idea what cold feet could do to a Charmed one. He had no idea it wasn't really cold feet, but a demon's trick. He had heard many stories about Precious lately and how she had been solving several magical problems. He decided she'd be the one to call, although he thought it a bit awkward.

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Demetrius stood inside the darkened cave as his master spoke in soft terms. Brantley watched from afar as Demetrius knelt beside her.

"My dear, Demetrius. You have been a great help in the long run of things." the master whispered.

"Thank you, I've also managed to find out what we're going to do with those ancient stones. If you hadn't pulled them away from Penelope, who knows where our next plan would be. Now we need to take that protection crystal and secrete it into a mask for evil." Demetrius said.

"Oh really? A mask of evil that will fill the crystal with our own protection eh? That sounds utterly brilliant." the master replied.

"Where do I come into this?" asked Brantley.

The master and Demetrius turned immediately to Brantley, and the master cackled.

"You are supposed to be figuring out how to take Penelope away from her sisters. You must sustain her inside her dreams, perhaps get her to drink some wine. I'm sure there is something you could do to make sure she sleeps forever." the master said.

Brantley knew she was right, surely there was something he could do, to make sure Penelope would sleep for all eternity.

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"It's looking like rain tomorrow." Trent said as he walked Precious home. They had spent a glorious night out at Golden gate Park. Sitting together looking up at the stars. Although the stars had begun to vanish as soon as clouds showed up.

Precious had been having an amazing time, sitting there and talking. Of course there had been a bit of kissing involved but that was in every high school relationship. It had finally occurred to her that school would be ending in three months and she was going to graduate. This was a sudden fear to Precious, for she hadn't been discussing life goals after high school, especially with Trent. Where would there relationship carry from school? Sudden things whipped Precious into a stressful state, she had no clue how to begin the discussion.

"Yeah, I had a good time tonight with you, Trent. These past few weeks have completely flown haven't they?" she said.

"They have, I can't believe we'll have been dating for nearly a month. It's crazy." He replied.

"Trent, there's one thing I'm curious about." she started to say. Trent looked down at her and waited, "What do you plan to do after high school?"

Trent didn't answer for a second, finally Precious gave up on the subject until he answered.

"I haven't really thought about it much. I mean, it's hard to remember that we're graduating in 3 months, let alone going out into the real world. I don't know, I'd probably go off to college somewhere my parent's want me to I guess." he said. "Why'd you want to know?"

"Oh, nothing, I was just curious. I haven't figured out what I want to do after High School either." she lied. She knew that once she was out of high school she'd take on all of her full responsibilities as the Cupidic witch. However, she was now wondering if he really didn't have anything planned. Nothing to look forward to but school free days ahead of him. He leaned in and kissed her on the lips as they released. Her heart was thumping against her chest and about to burst when she felt her strange vibes flow through him.

"I love you so much, babe. You mean the world to me!" he said loudly.

Precious shook her head in laughter and dismay. She had once again sent her love for him, the words within her mind, in to his own two lips. Was it ever going to be possible for her to have a normal relationship where she didn't send her own love, into her lover.

"I love you too, Trent. Good night." she said as she opened the door to her condo and closed it behind her. She knew that things were always going to be awkward, always until she had a firm control over her twisted empathy. She walked towards her bedroom, missing the message on her cell phone from Johnathan, who was still worried about Peyton.

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Rain hit the roof so hard the next morning, Precious could hardly sleep. She pulled herself out of bed, feeling the oncoming headache from no rest about to pull her head apart. She walked into the living room and picked up her cell phone to examine the time. There she saw a message on her phone and called her voice mail. Coop was reading the paper as usual and Phoebe was in the den working on her next column. The weather was so horrible that she'd decided to work from home that day.

"Morning, Precious, what are you up to?" Coop asked, smiling and looking up from the front page.

"Morning, I just got a message from... Johnathan." Precious said.

"Johnathan? That's odd, he's never called you on your phone before." Phoebe spoke as she walked in with her cup of coffee.

"He says something's wrong with Peyton. She's not acting like herself and he wants us to see if there's a magical problem." Precious explained as she held the phone to her ear. She closed it and looked at them. "Should I wake up Penelope?"

Phoebe and Coop both sniggered, "Good luck with that." they said in unison.

"Why? What's wrong with Penelope?" Precious asked, concerned.

"Penelope has been sleeping for long periods of time these days. In case you haven't noticed she's been dreaming about some Brantley guy and he must be quite dreamy." Phoebe said.

"Yeah, she's only been out of her room three times in the past two days." Coop continued.

Precious took this as another shocking blow. First Peyton seemed obsessed over planning her wedding, and now Penelope was obsessed with dreaming. Although, now that she really thought about it, Penelope had been obsessed with dreaming about Brantley for nearly a month now. She found this quite odd, and she wanted to get to the bottom of all of it. There had to be a demon at work.

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DREAM:

Penelope waltzed around the ballroom with Brantley, never leaving his gaze. This time her ball gown was a soft cream color with a netted cream gloves laced from her elbow's down. She was wearing a string of pearls around her neck and her hair was curled tightly into a bun. It was the fanciest dress she had ever seen, and it couldn't compare to any of the other gowns she'd ever worn. Brantley dressed his usual attire, in a sleek black tuxedo with a white rose in the front pocket.

"I really should be going now." Penelope said, "I've been dreaming longer than I expected I would."

"Is that a bad thing, when you have me?" Brantley asked as he twirled her faster.

"Not at all, it's just that... well I've got responsibilities in the real world. Life can't always be a dream." Penelope said.

"Of course it can, don't you see, you could have a wonderful life here in this place. Your dreams could become whatever you want them to become, forever." Brantley said.

"Well, as tempting as that sounds... I really should..." Penelope started to say before she was suddenly lurched awake by Precious.

END OF DREAM

Penelope woke up in her own bed, now sensing that everything was completely boring again. She was getting sick and tired of waking up and trying to re-enter the dream world. Sometimes she wished she could just stay in her dreams, but she knew it would never happen. If she lived in her dreams, she could forget about fighting demons, and forget about all the tough college decisions she'd been making over the past few months. Precious looked concerned as she leaned over the bed.

"Penelope, we have to go to Peyton's house. Jonathan thinks she's been possessed or something. She won't stop worrying about wedding plans and it's becoming unrealistic." Precious explained as she scrounged through the dresser for an outfit Penelope could wear.

"You woke me up for that?" Penelope asked.

"Well, yes, don't you find that as a magical problem if Jonathan is saying it doesn't seem like her?" Precious stated and asked.

"Oh, well I think it's just a case of cold feet getting to the intelligent little witch." Penelope replied.

Precious couldn't believe it, her older sister had always been there to help in a situation like this. Why now was she choosing to act different as well? What if Peyton really was in trouble and Penelope was wasting time? Questions wracked Precious's brain as she tried to convince Penelope to get out of bed quickly.

"Why don't you just go talk to her and make sure everything is fine. I'm going to get another dream or two in before I have to go to class tonight." Penelope said.

A thought occurred to Precious, she knew her sister was heading back into her dreams to see Brantley. Who-ever this man was, he had to be pretty damn dreamy to make Penelope sleep twenty-four seven. Then again, it kind of struck fear in Precious that both of her sisters were suddenly not themselves. After receiving a letter that a dangerous threat was out there for her, and then her sisters acting strange, made Precious want to get to the bottom of things. She hadn't considered telling her parents about the threat, but thought it would be best if they found out now. After all, her parents could go and take care of Peyton while she stayed and worked on Penelope.

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Phoebe and Coop teleported into the lovely living room of Johnathan and Peyton's house. Phoebe automatically saw the destruction of an obsessed wedding planner. Envelopes and papers scattered over several of the chairs and tables, even the floor. There were catalogs and Bridal Magazines torn and doodled on around the coffee table. Johnathan was holding a firm grasp on Peyton who insisted on showing her mother a wedding dress catalog.

"Johnathan, you're kind of hurting me." Peyton said as she lifted her feet off the ground. Johnathan began to rise with her and stuttered a bit before he let go and fell back to the floor. "Peyton, what have we agreed to? I thought you said you weren't going to use magic in the house." he continued.

"I'm sorry, but you were being forceful with me and all I want to do is plan my wedding." Peyton said.

Phoebe turned to Johnathan and automatically read his thoughts. He was a mortal who had no clue what Peyton's life entitled while being a witch. This was definitely a case of worked up magic and she knew that her daughters were in danger. Precious had stayed behind to figure out why Penelope didn't want to wake up, and she had argued with Precious about what to do with Peyton. She had not planned on evil threats attacking her daughters so soon into their magical lives. Then again, there were cruel demons that attacked the Charmed Ones every single day, so it could be expected that a Charmed one's child was in danger on a regular basis.

"I don't know what to do about her, Coop. I guess we'll have to try an Enchantment breaking spell." Phoebe said.

"Are you sure she's been enchanted? Johnathan when did this start?" Coop asked.

"It's been going on for a day or two now I suppose." Johnathan replied, his eyes now sparkling as though he was so nervous he could pass out. "I can't handle these type of things very well."

"That's why we're here, man, to help out. She's our daughter after all." Coop said as Phoebe opened her eyes. She had apparently blocked their voices out while she thought about a spell to make up. There had been several occasions when she'd made spells up as quickly as possible due to demonic capture, or other types of trouble. In fact, there had been one moment in her life when she was the size of a small figurine, about to become a piece of painted pottery. She had been through a rough day and managed to think up a spell while being completely helpless. She took a breath and walked over to Peyton who was looking through the magazine while sitting in mid-air.

"Her levitation power is still in tact." Johnathan said, "What are you going to do to her?"

"I'm going to try and break whatever spell she's under." Phoebe replied as she began to chant through the drawling silence. "Enchantment hidden upon this witch, remove yourself, with such bliss."

Nothing happened at all, and Peyton remained in the same spot she was in before; in the middle of the living room about four feet off the floor.

"I think you're losing your touch, babe." Coop said.

Coops statement was a complete blow to Phoebe. She pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, now upset with Coops statement. However, she couldn't help but feel that although he'd said it, he was speaking the truth. Magic was much more advanced and Phoebe had simply lost her magic touch years ago. Peyton's situation seemed endless.

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Precious sat beside Penelope's bed and wondered for a second what Penelope might be dreaming about. She had wondered into her mothers closet and found the trunk that had been hiding all of Phoebe Halliwell's spells and magical information. Precious knew her mother had been quite a dreamer when she was younger and she had an idea that something about dreaming might be in there. She reached in and pulled out different spells. A smart spell, a spell to find love, a spell to enchant something, and a spell to bring about protection. Then it came to her, the very piece of paper she was sure to have been looking for.

A piece of paper containing the words "The Dream Sorcerer" on them. Precious's eyes gleamed in the small bit of triumph she had started to feel. She read it over at least twice and found nothing containing a spell. She soon had one more idea, but how could it possibly work?

"Okay, think here for a second." Precious said as she walked over to Penelope's desk and grabbed a piece of paper and one of Penelope's purple gel pens. She sat down on the edge of the bed and began to write scraps of a first-time spell on the paper. "I hope this works."

She stood up and walked over to Penelope where she gently rested her hand on the blankets wrapped around her sisters sleeping body. "Here I come, Sis." she took a deep breath and prepared herself for what she might find, then she chanted, "Sleeping soundly, in a dream... However, nothing's what it seems... guide me to Penelope... to her dreams, let me see."

In a swirl of red lights, Precious fell to the floor passed out with the piece of paper in her hand. Instantly a red orb flew from her body into Penelope's.

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DREAM:

Precious appeared in a dark and dusty corridor. She examined the cobwebbed covered walls and the broken window about four feet from the floor to her left. She looked out into a large forest full of trees, in which most were dead. Not a single bird chirped, not a single leaf fell from a branch. All was still and she stood within the dark corridor, having no clue where it would lead her.

"Hello? Penelope?" she asked loudly. She knew Penelope had to be around there somewhere, the only problem was, the place didn't seem as beautiful as Penelope had made it out. Penelope had always mentioned that she visited a beautiful ballroom, and if that was true, then why hadn't Precious been directed to her? She started off down the corridor, trying carefully not to speak too loudly or touch the cobweb covered walls.

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REALITY:

Peyton levitated higher than she had minutes ago. She was making small sketches in her bridal catalog as Phoebe, Coop, and Johnathan stressed over how to stop her magical problem. It was clear now, more than before, that she wasn't herself.

Peyton's hair was bushy and pushed back in a crazed hairstyle, no doubt one that she'd seen in a bridal magazine. She wore a white T-shirt under a small black tank top with the letter "P" in the corner. Johnathan looked into her eyes for a split second and spoke.

"Peyton, honey, as much as I love you, if you don't stop with this wedding obsession then we won't be getting married at all." he said.

"What?" Peyton asked, although she'd heard him perfectly fine.

"I don't want to marry you anymore. You've pushed this too far." Johnathan stated.

His statement was enough to send any bride-to-be through the roof. Peyton instantly fell from her hovering stance and landed face down on the floor. Coop and Johnathan helped her up immediately, hoping she was okay. Phoebe thought she'd spotted Peyton's eyes lighten up. Moments later everyone realized that whatever enchantment Peyton was under, had been broken.

"Johnathan, baby, I'm so sorry." she said. "I don't know what came over me."

"Peyton? Is it the real you this time?" he asked in reply.

"Yes, I think so. I no longer feel like thinking about the wedding so much. In fact, why did I get so crazy in the first place?" Peyton asked.

"Your Father and I aren't sure yet either, but we do know one thing." Phoebe said.

"What's that?" Peyton asked as she hugged Johnathan so tightly that he could hardly breathe.

"Your sister is in a predicament as well, and probably by the same person who enchanted you." Phoebe replied.

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DREAM:

Penelope wandered around the ballroom with Brantley. She was still in her cream colored gown from the dream earlier that day. In fact, the dream had picked up right where it left off before Precious woke her up. Brantley led her over to the table to sit for a moment as he poured her a glass of wine.

"Penelope, we've been spending so much time together lately." Brantley said.

"I know, it's all felt so much like a dream." Penelope said. A moment later she realized the comment she'd just made was pointless. Of course she was dreaming, but she didn't want it to end.

"I almost wish it didn't have to end." Brantley said. His eyes began to sparkle, "Don't you?"

Penelope paused for a bit and then she simply smiled. "Of course I don't."

Brantley smiled as he sneakily waved his hand over her glass of wine and it glittered in the ballroom light.

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Peyton appeared in a swirl of red light, standing in the middle of the small courtyard. There was a dead tree in the center with hardly any leaves on it and she realized that the place was set up for a wedding. She noticed that she was wearing her same white T-shirt and black tank top but this time she was wearing a long white gown underneath and her hair was in the same crazed hairstyle.

"This is strange." she said as she walked past rows of empty chairs.

Almost all of the chairs had petals scattered on them from white roses and she noticed that she was in a church courtyard. She looked ahead to the altar where she saw a man with his back turned to her. She could definitely tell that it was Jonathan the minute she laid eyes on the back of him. She ran up the aisle faster than she could imagine until she came to him.

"Johnathan!" she called as she touched his shoulder. His black tuxedo shattered, the world shook, and she watched as his eyes grew empty.

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The earth was shaking, Precious tried to clutch onto one of the shattered windows that looked down into a courtyard of dead trees. There she spotted a woman who was trembling over a man who'd fallen. The woman, she immediately noticed, was Peyton. How could Peyton be there though? Had her parents helped her and brought her to save Penelope?

"Peyton!" Precious screamed from the window before she was pulled back into the corridor by another trembling shake.

The walls collapsed and the windows vanished as Precious soon found herself standing in a dark room all by herself. This time she knew that everything had changed, and she had no idea where she was, or where to find Penelope.

"Peyton? Penelope?" she asked as she looked around the room. "Where am I?"

The lights flickered in the room and candlelight lit the chandelier above her. She looked around and spotted something that truly made her gasp. All Six of her cousins now rested in their own shining prison. The prisons were large rectangular coffins sealed with glass, and they were each wrapped with Ivy. In fact, Ivy now covered the rest of the walls that Precious was able to see coming in through candlelight. The walls were made of fine stone that had cracked over the years and caved in at the top. She could see out into the sunset above but was unable to see through the windows that had also been wrapped in Ivy.

"What the hell?" she said as she ran to the glass cases she also saw holding her sisters. Each of them was sleeping peacefully in their own case and as Precious got closer, she noticed that their eyes were all open, staring into the vast world before them. Penelope was the only one whose eyes were still shut tight.

Tears welled in Precious's eyes, forcing herself to believe it was only a dream.

"What the hell is going on?"

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Penelope smiled for a moment as she took the glass of wine from Brantley. She didn't want to drink anything just yet because in the back of her head, something was telling her not to. She watched as Brantley poured himself some wine and brought it to his mouth.

"Aren't you thirsty?" he asked.

"A bit, yes. I'm not really thinking about that right now." Penelope said as she stared dreamily into his eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked calmly.

Penelope paused for a moment and shrugged, "I was just wondering if there's a way to bring you into the real world with me. Perhaps then we could be together and I could still be around my family. I kind've miss them."

Brantley smiled on the inside, knowing exactly what he'd started. He had pulled Penelope away from her family for so long and made her happy in her dreams that she was beginning to miss her family less and less.

"Sweetie, why don't you just take a drink and we'll discuss this later. I have something else I'd like to show you." Brantley said as Peyton smiled.

"Okay, what could one sip of wine hurt? I mean, I'm only dreaming." she laughed a bit as she began to drink from her cup. She felt a warming sensation shoot through her entire body. Instantly she knew that she wanted to stay in her dreams forever. "Okay, now... what is it... you... wanted... to show... me?" she asked. Her eyes began to dance around the room, and she could no longer see straight.

As her vision blurred, Brantley laughed and stood up before her. He was now nothing but a dark blur which suddenly ignited in flames.

"Brantley?" she asked, "Why are you laughing? I can't see anything." Penelope said.

"Oh, Penelope, you really are gullible. You fell right into my trap and now the job is done." he said. This time she could spot that Brantley's voice had gone from sweet and sincere, to civil and sarcastic. She sensed the sinister tone in his voice as he pulled her to her feet.

"Please, Brantley, don't! I don't think I can stand." Penelope tried to say but it was too late. Brantley had pulled Penelope up to his level and begun to kiss her. Suddenly she kicked and screamed as she looked into the dark blur that was once a man she loved. He pulled her out of the ballroom and into a long dark corridor. She was hurtled down a staircase and into a large chamber that still came unfocused.

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Peyton cried as she looked at Johnathan's lifeless body. A demon stood in the distance, at the end of the courtyard. His name was Demetrius and he looked livid, although he'd just completed another assignment for his master.

"You!" she cried.

"Yes? What would you like to say to me, Peyton? Thank you for killing your fiancé? I should've waited until the reception at least, but I guess I'm losing my touch." Demetrius smirked.

"Where the hell am I? I know this is just a dream." Peyton said as she fought back tears.

"This isn't a dream, Peyton, this is reality. Or it will soon be reality. I believe you'll soon see who won't be waking up." Demetrius said.

"What the hell are you talking about? Where are my sisters?" she asked in anger.

"I'm sure Penelope is meeting up with Precious just now. I could take you there if you'd like." Peyton said.

"Suit yourself." Demetrius said as he vanished into a red glow.

Peyton sobbed hard into Johnathans lifeless body and stood up. She willed herself to turn and find a way to her sisters. Before she knew it she was sucked into the sky.

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REALITY:

Phoebe and Coop sat on the edge of Penelope's bed. Phoebe softly stroking Precious's hair and Coop holding Peyton and Penelope.

"What has happened to our daughters?" Phoebe asked.

"I don't know, but I never wanted them to have to deal with something like this so soon. Do you really think it's the dream sorcerer?" Coop replied, then asked.

"I'm most sure that it's a dream sorcerer messing with Penelope. Which is why the girls will soon need to be woken up if they can't wake themselves up." Phoebe said.

"What about Peyton? I'm sure a dream sorcerer didn't enchant her. I wasn't aware that they had affect over people when they're awake." Coop said.

"They can't, so that must be something or someone different. I have a feeling that there's more than just one demon in league here. And it all started when Precious received her powers." Phoebe explained.

"Should I go and get the Book of Shadows?" Coop asked.

"I think you'd better." Phoebe said as Coop gently pulled his arms out from behind Peyton and Penelope's sleeping bodies and vanished in a pink heart.

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DREAM:

Precious hit the ground at full speed as Peyton landed right on top of her. Peyton rubbed her elbow that she'd just landed on and looked at Precious. A smile crossed her face for a split second before she turned to the others who had just arrived. Demetrius opened the glass coffin on the end that had recently emptied. Precious could hardly believe it, she had seen all of her cousins and her two sisters motionless before her and now they were gone. All but Penelope who had just been trapped inside a small glass coffin.

"Wait a second? Who the hell are you two?" Precious asked as Peyton held her back.

"Oh, hello, Precious. It's nice to see you here as well. As you can see we're just tucking your sister in." Demetrius said.

"What the hell are you playing at, Demetrius?" Peyton asked.

Demetrius stuttered for a second, "How... do you know... m..my name?"

"She's super intelligent." Brantley said as Peyton registered his voice. Suddenly her power was beginning to get the best of her.

"And you're Brantley. The one that Penelope's always talking about." Peyton said again.

"He's a Dream Sorcerer." Precious stated as Brantley turned livid upon looking into her eyes.

"Hmm, you're very right about that, Precious. You'll be a great accustom to our plans." Brantley said.

"I don't think so." Peyton and Precious said as they backed away.

Penelope opened her eyes behind the glass of her coffin, watching as Ivy grew around it, sealing her in. "Where am I?" she asked.

"Penelope!" the two sisters shouted!

"Peyton? Precious? Help me! What's going on? Brantley?" Penelope asked, banging against the glass of the coffin that now entombed her.

"Penelope, don't worry, we're going to get you out." Precious said.

"Oh, I beg to differ." Brantley said as he walked towards Penelope's coffin. "You see, I got her to finally drink the wine of eternal slumber. She will remain in the world of dreams for all eternity now." Brantley said.

Penelope couldn't believe what she was hearing, she wanted out, she wanted to wake up!

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REALITY:

Coop appeared in Penelope's room once more and handed the Book of Shadows to Phoebe.

"I still think you should have started one of these yourself, years ago." he said.

"I never really had to." Phoebe said, "Not since the final battle anyways."

Phoebe flipped through the pages of the book until she landed on a spell written long ago. It was an Awakement spell that required a puppet and blood of the person to be awakened. She didn't have the time for that now, her daughters were in danger at that very point and time.

"Do you need a puppet?" Coop asked.

"No, I need a change of words." she said as she quickly muttered to herself and began to chant. "Troubled blood of sleeps unease, those who are in Penelope's dreams, Sleep eternal nevermore, awaken now, forever more!"

There was a glow and instantly Phoebe and Coop saw Peyton and Precious begin to breathe heavily.

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DREAM:

Precious and Peyton were in combat with Demetrius and Brantley as Penelope tried breaking out of her prison.

"It's no use, I can't get out." Penelope stated.

"Keep trying, I'll be right there." Peyton said as she punched Brantley to the floor. He waved his hand and sent her flying into the wall. Demetrius waved his hands and sent Precious dropping to the floor.

"This is useless, they have their powers and we don't." Precious said.

"That's because they're literally inside Penelope's dreams, or at least they're in the Dream Sorcerer's good favor." Peyton said.

"Penelope, hang on tight, we're going to get you out!" Precious said.

However, before anyone could say anything, Precious and Penelope vanished in red light and Penelope screamed. Her sisters had woken up and she had stayed in the prison.

"No, Peyton! Precious! Please don't leave me!" Penelope cried.

Brantley and Demetrius sighed with relief.

"I'll have to take the body from the witches as soon as I get the chance. There's no way they'll keep it unguarded but I'll have to try." Demetrius said.

"And what shall I do now? My job is done." Brantley said.

"Oh no it's not, not yet anyways. The time has come for unlimited chaos." Demetrius said, "Now return to our master and find out where she'd like the three ancient stones placed."

"Okay," Brantley said before Demetrius interrupted him.

"Make sure to shield Penelope's dreams from her sisters. Nobody but us can re-enter her dreams now or the plan may fail." he said.

Penelope gasped, she knew exactly where the stones had vanished now, and she felt pitiful for trusting in a demon. Brantley vanished along with Demetrius and she was left alone. Tears streaked down her face, she was done for.

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REALITY:

Peyton and Precious woke in Penelope's room gasping for air. Coop held Peyton and Phoebe held Precious.

"Penelope!" They both shouted.

"It's okay, Honey, it's okay." Coop and Phoebe lectured as they tried to calm their daughters.

"Where's Penelope, that spell should have worked on all of you." Phoebe said.

"No, it didn't work on Penelope and it's not going to." Peyton said as she pushed Coop away and pulled Penelope's limp body towards her. Precious crawled up and held onto Penelope as well.

"Girls, what is going on?" Phoebe asked, beginning to sob.

"Penelope drank a glass of wine in her dream. It was enchanted by a dream sorcerer and now she's sleeping for all eternity." Peyton sobbed as the rain outside intensified. Lightning lit the room and thunder soon followed. Nobody knew what to say... for Penelope was still sound asleep. Trapped somewhere inside her dreams.

TO BE CONTINUED...

END OF CHAPTER EIGHT

Author's Note: Hey Everyone, this is my very first series on I hope you all enjoy this chapter, and the chapters to come afterwards. Please read and review as it will help me to develop the story faster and be more progressive. Thank you.