"What the hell happened?" he said looking at Sam's nasty cut. He healed her without another word. She was all better to everybody's surprise. "Honey?" Sam hugged him and sighed in relief.

"Edward and a she-demon were just here. She did that to her" Chris explained mouth still slightly opened.

"Edward?" said Phoebe. "He would never hurt her"

"She's got to him" said Sam.

"What do you mean?" said Piper.

"She was using me to get to him" she sat up right. "She'll use him against us all"

"He would never work with them. He knows better now" said Paige.

"Then, she'll kill him" said Sam finally standing up. She backed down so quick Wyatt held her up.

"Take it easy. I might have healed your wounds, but you're still pretty shaken" he told her.

"We'll figure it out. Take some rest for now" said Piper. "Both of you"

Once back in their old bedroom, Wyatt put Sam to bed as if she were a child. He pulled the covers over her and caressed her cheek, looking worried.

"I'm OK" she said leaning against his touch.

"That was way too close" Wyatt gulped. He bent to kiss her gently on the lips, leaning his forehead to hers. "I couldn't… if I'd…" Sam sat up and hugged him tight. He held on to her as if she was going to vanish from his arms. He kissed her more intently this time without letting her go.

After what seemed like forever, Wyatt and Sam went right to sleep. It had been a rough couple days on everybody. Around two am though, Sam awoke with a start. Her chest was aching and she had no idea if it was not knowing where Edward was or that he was in actual pain. She couldn't stand to think about it so she got up, leaving an exhausted Wyatt still stretching on to her side of the bed.

She went to their children's room and held them.

Meanwhile, in Piper and Leo's bedroom, Piper tossed and turned in bed.

"Piper, stop!" said Leo turning on the lamp. "What's the matter?" he said as she sat up clearly wide awake.

"Besides the obvious?" she said exasperated.

"We'll figure it out. You always do" he caressed her arm.

"What if we can't?"

"Look. I don't believe Edward would give in to whatever they ask him. He wouldn't hurt any of us"

"What if he has no choice? I mean…" Piper took a deep breath. "If the Underworld can't have Wyatt, they'll try to destroy him and if something happens to Edward, then God knows what Sam'll do and…"

"Piper, calm down! You'll drive yourself crazy thinking like that" he hugged her.

Sam was the first out of bed. Piper got a couple hours sleep after talking to Leo.

She had pots of coffee to go around. Wyatt and her had brought their own coffee maker to make large amounts of it.

"Morning" said Chris still yawning at the threshold up in the attic.

"Morning" said Sam absentmindedly sitting on the floor with the Book of Shadows and her Aunt's books wide open all around her.

"What are you doing up here? You're supposed to be taking it slow"

"Haven't got time for that" she answered still not looking at him. Chris said nothing else and sat down next to her.

"Can I help?" he said after a moment's silence. Sam turned and smiled sadly at him. He held her hand tightly. "We'll find him" he said taking the Book of Shadows to his lap. "Let's see. Wyatt and I did some sort of mapping of the Underworld some time ago, maybe we can still use it" he turned the pages around. "You should get something to eat" he told her without looking up.

"I'm fine"

"Sam, if we're gonna do this, you need your strength. Go. I'll keep looking" Sam kissed his cheek and went down to the kitchen. Piper and Wyatt were there already making breakfast.

"Morning" said Wyatt coming to kiss her as she entered the kitchen. She sat on a stool next to the kitchen island.

"Thanks for…making coffee" said Piper hesitantly as she poured coffee from an overflowing pitcher next to the pot. Apparently, Sam had filled the pitcher with pot after pot of coffee.

"More like flooding the kitchen with it" said Wyatt smiling at her. Piper slapped Wyatt on the back.

"It's all good Piper. I'll get him later" Sam growled at him.

"Yeah she will" he said playfully. He kissed her again stretching as far as he could to reach her lips.

"Hey, hey, turning the hose on you!" said Piper holding the pitcher of coffee.

"Chris woke up yet?" said Wyatt to his mother.

"I don't know. I'll check"

"It's OK. I'll get him. He's up in the attic taking my place. I'll get him down"

"Come down for some breakfast OK?" said Wyatt catching up with her just outside the kitchen placing his forehead to hers.

"I promise"

He let her go and she climbed up the stairs to the attic. On her way, she stopped by the babies' room.

"Morning, Leo" he was feeding Angela. There were a couple bottles by the dresser.

"Just getting a head start before Melinda wakes"

"Thanks"

"Are you kidding? Piper and I wouldn't have it any other way" he smiled. Sam kissed her daughter's head and pat Leo on the shoulder before going to get Chris.

"Chris?" Sam called out. "Chris? Are you up here?" Stranged, Sam turned to leave when something appeared by the door. A Slasher demon. The thing started to throw her talons in the air trying to get her but she blew them away. She turned around trying to find anything liquid to use as weapon but she couldn't find anything. She waved her hands uselessly when something happened.

"What?" said Chris behind Sam. "Look out!" he added pulling Sam out of the way.

Sam waved her hands in front of her instinctively and water come rushing from her palms splashing the demon. She gave a further twist and it became solid ice. Chris blew it up.

"What the hell?" said Sam.

"Calm down! I don't know how it managed to follow me!"

"Follow you? It got here before you did!"

"What?" said Chris puzzled. "But I was…"

"Where?!" said Sam hysterically. "Don't tell me you went down there right in the middle of breakfast time?"

"Calm down, I…"

"I am calmed!" said Sam clearly not.

"I just needed to check something. Some place I remembered demons used for upper levels"

"I know you're trying to help me, but getting yourself killed too won't help!" said Sam.

"I'm sorry…"

"You're sorry?" said Sam interrupting him again. "What will happen if I loose you too?" she teared up. Chris gave her a hug and she cried.

"You're not gonna loose anybody, ok? We'll bring him back" he said to her while he caressed her back.

After lunch, the family discussed what could be done to try and get Edward back.

"I've tried reaching him, but he's not letting me get to him" said Sam.

"OK. Let's try to do a blood to blood summon and see what can we find out" said Piper.

"We don't know if he's a spirit" said Phoebe before turning to Sam. "How can we know if it'll work at all?"

"Let's give it a shot" said Paige holding Sam's hand.

They all climbed up to the attic. Wyatt insisted on being present as well.

"Power of the witches rise, course unseen across the skies, come to us who call you near, come to us and settle here" chanted the sisters.

Sam prickled her finger and a drop of blood fell in the bowl. "Blood to blood, I summon thee, blood to blood, return to me" she ended the chant.

Not long after a ghostly Edward appeared before them.

"Ed!" said Sam and tried to reach him. He was nothing but smoke between her fingers.

"I'm alright" he said. "You can't come for me" he said agitated.

"What? We'll get you out of there" said Sam.

"You mustn't"

"Why not?" asked Wyatt this time.

"Because they might get her" he explained.

"They want Sam?" asked Wyatt, "Why?"

"He's obsessed with her. He's been devouring his demons somehow because they got me instead of her. He's getting so strong. Please, keep her safe"

"Edward, we can't just leave you there!" exclaimed Sam. "We're getting you out of there, you hear me?"

"Gotta go" he said distracted. "I'm sorry" he vanished.

"Ed? Edward?" Sam was hyperventilating now. Wyatt held her to him as she trembled.

"We're going to get him back!" said Sam firmly.

"We will" said Wyatt.

They all started to prepare for the search of Edward. The idea was to work in small groups to attack in multiple points, giving them more chances to find him. They would come home after every raid, recharge and go again. Those behind would help with potions and the protecting of the kids.

"Are you out of your damn mind?" yelled Sam to Wyatt just before the first raid. "There's no way I'm staying here. Chris could stay"

"You heard Edward. We can't risk you being down there at all" said Wyatt in a would-be-calmed voice.

"That's my brother! I'm not waiting to see if you find him or not!"

"Please… try to…"

"No, Wyatt. You know we're the strongest when we're together!"

"I… I can't…" he tried to talk.

"Quit being afraid for me! I can make you so much stronger, you know this… please" he held on to her.

"Alright. Listen, Chris will stay behind. My aunts will be the first team, then us both" she kissed him in gratitude. Wyatt couldn't let her hand go. They stared at each other for a while before being able to move at all.

They let the rest in on the last minute changes. Once ready, the plan was well in motion.

Wyatt and Sam held hands as they landed in the underworld.

"Let's try not to pick a fight" said Wyatt starting to walk around one of the tunnels.

It wasn't long though before they bumped onto a demon.

Wyatt's shield was up. Sam froze the demon's head and Wyatt burst it. Quick and uneventful.

They followed a trail of torches leading to a much bigger chamber. There was an altar and scorch marks all over the ground. At the far side of the room, there was a big cage.

"Edward" said Sam and they ran to him, but before they could even attempt to open it.

"Watch out!" said Edward a moment too late. Langdon had Wyatt by the throat; His face triumphant.

Suddenly, Piper blew him away from her son. The sisters were entering the midst and not alone. They had several demons tailing them. Sam thought fast and let the water run from her hands onto the bars. She froze it and then broke the bars with the help of Edward who was soon out and helping with the mess.

Langdon turned into his demon form and then Sam saw it: a talon near the base of his hand. He approached Wyatt avoiding all other contact. Sam threw gushes of wind but they didn't work. She tried freezing him but he shattered the ice as if it were nothing. She turned to Ed but he was crushing demons against the ceiling lifting the floor beneath them. No one would get to him on time and she couldn't stop him.

She ran between Langdon and Wyatt and did the only thing she could think of: she kissed him. He stopped on his tracks and faded into his human form. She stared into his eyes keeping the focus on her. She slowly stretched a hand on her back.

Slowly she got everybody's attention, then it hit Edward. He reached for her hand and she electrocuted Langdon. Not enough to kill him, but to bring him to his knees. The clan saw the opportunity and orbed right out. Langdon stood back up giving an almighty roar.

Once they all orbed back into the manor, they started to check for injuries.

"Are you alright?" said Sam and Wyatt at the same time to each other.

"Nice move" said Edward leaning against a wall, catching his breath. Sam turned to him still holding on to her husband.

"You OK?"

"Thanks to you"

"Are you sure you alright?" asked Wyatt lifting her head up and examining her.

"Are you? I saw him getting to you… and I tried…but it didn't…" she said gasping for breath between words as if she had been living the moment all over again. Wyatt held her closer.

"I'm OK" she breathed him in as he laid his head on top of hers.

Without saying too many goodbyes they both went upstairs to their old bedroom.

She just couldn't let him go.

"I was so scared" she choked back the tears. He soothed her like he often did his daughters.

"I'm here" he kissed the top of her head. She had her forehead up against his chest pressing as if he was going to vanish from her.

He smoothly carried her on to the bed and lied next to her.

She leaned in and kissed him, tears running down her cheeks, her hands caressing his curls.

Wyatt pulled her even closer to him placing his hand on the back of her head. His hands soon taking over, caressed her hair as well as he moved his body as close to her skin as humanly possible. It was as if they were back in P3, together for the very first time. His mind went back to when he'd lost her and it made him hold on to her even more. His hands ran down her curves, down to her hips, a hand stubbornly on her cheek.

She kept pulling him to her as if he was going to be pulled away to never be seen again. She sank her fingers into his skin as if to hook them to his very self, leaving red marks of passion he felt so grateful for.

His breathing became deeper, darker. He climbed on top of her spreading her legs apart, which she immediately wrapped around him. His senses were heightened and all logic seemed to have been left behind in the underground.

He breathed over his beloved's face and kissed her all over, pressing his lips to her warm skin.

Reason took a sudden holiday from their thoughts as they continued worshipping each other. Wyatt could no longer take it. It felt as if he was so far apart from her, even sharing her own breath at the time, it was ridiculous. With another deep breath into her neck he fell inside her with nothing but desire of staying that way forever. Sam kept pulling him close as her tears flooded her face now. In their sweet agony, together as one, she wanted to tell him, to let him know just how much he meant to her. She opened her eyes scared he might be imagining her soul mate. She opened her mouth for a second, but then got lost in his eyes, staring back at hers; words were lost, vanished. They both had said what was needed and so much more. Wyatt sank into her lips as well.

Their passion flowing through every pore of their being, they made love with such intensity the floor might have literally moved. It was as if this was the making of their own soul, an only soul, one made half of his and half of hers, merged together… forever.

They had been together many times, but this once was completely new to them. It felt as a thirst that needed to be quenched, immediately, fully, repeatedly, endlessly… as he invaded her mind, body and soul, he was finally a king, and she was his kingdom. Wyatt pressed his lips to her, and held on to her body as if holding on for dear life. His feelings finally finding the tiniest way out showed in tears he shared with her.

They were completely and utterly lost in each other. There was no turning back, not now, not ever. As they felt their release come and come again, they held in tighter, closer if at all possible. Wyatt wouldn't breathe another breath without her scent in it, and neither would Sam. They told each other so, holding tight, placing their foreheads together, words were no longer needed. It was a connection made by the stars.