Mary, why don't you go rest for awhile?" Leo said, as he saw her start to nod off, the treatment she had received while a prisoner taking its toll on the older witch. With out a word of disagreement, she moved to the couch, stretching out and was instantly asleep.

Beside her, Liz was doing the same but he knew she would not rest, not until they had come up with some kind of plan. Her stubborn nature was one of the reasons she had gotten along so well with Gina; they were both relentless in the fight against the forces of evil.

"Cole, you were down there, do you know where she is?" Piper asked.
"She was in the same room where I found Mary, but I couldn't get to her." the half demon told her. "Here, let me draw a diagram of the layout." Grabbing a sheet of paper, he started to make a rough sketch of what he had seen, leaving out the horrors he knew they would find.
"How..how did she look?" Liz asked, her temple starting to throb at the memory's of what she had 'seen' from Gina.
"She looked ok, physically, I didn't see any visual injuries.
"How... how many witches were there?" Leo asked, almost afraid to know the answer.
"Too many." came the soft reply.

Looking at the drawing, Leo noticed Liz start to pale, her face getting flushed, and a sweat breaking out on her forehead. Moving towards her, he was in time to catch her as she crumbled silently, her eye's rolling up in her head.

"Liz!" Prue cried out as she saw her fall, the others rushing to help Leo with her.
"What happened?" Mary asked groggily from the couch, seeing the limp figure in Leo's arms.
"I'm guessing it has to do with Gina, because I can't heal her." Leo said a minute later, as the glow faded from his hands.
"We have to get her! For both their sakes." Prue said with determination.
"How? We don't even know for sure where she is." Piper said as she watched the unconscious woman, the tenseness on her face showing her concern.
"We will have to plan this carefully, they will be watching for us." Cole told them.

"Pssst."
"Umm."
"Hey, you." A voice broke the darkness, and Gina stirred.
"Wakey, wakey."
"Wha..umm." trying to move had been a bad idea. Her entire body hurt, and the kick she had gotten made it hard to breathe.
"Oh, come on, wake up, I want to play."

Gina could not believe what she was hearing. It sounded like a child was talking to her, but as she lay there shivering, she prayed she was just imagining it. Then she heard it again, a little voice, sounding full of laughter, coming from some where close by. Forcing here head up, she tried to focus, but her vision started to blur, and she had to lay her head back down.

"Want a croissant?" the voice asked, "My chef was just here, and he..he.." the sound of the voice trailed off as Gina felt herself falling into the blackness once again.

"Liz?" some one said, "Liz? Can you hear me?" the sound of Leo's voice reached her deep inside her troubled mind, bringing her back from the edge, leading her back to reality. Opening her eye's, she found her whitelighter kneeling down beside her, the worry on his face a sight she didn't want to see.
"Leo?" she cried, as she reached out, grabbing a hold and burying her face against him. She cried, for the pain of her friend, for the thoughts of never seeing her again, for not saving her when she had needed her.
"Shhh, it's ok, we will get her back." he told her, comforting her as best he could.
"But it's... it's my fault. I should have... should have listened to you." she told him, as she pushed away, holding her head in her hands.
"No, you couldn't." another voice told her, as Prue walked over. "You were saving an innocent, that's what you, what we do."
"But, I am the one with the more active power. I should have been able to..."
"You didn't send her down the alley, she went on her own. Could you have stopped her?" Prue asked, taking her hands and pulling them away from her face.
"No, but I.."
"No buts, it can not change who you are, who she is. You just have to trust that we will get her back."
Standing in the doorway, Piper listened to her older sister, wishing she would listen to her own words. She was good at helping others through their guilt, now she just had to get through her own.
"But it's so hard. I know what they are doing to her, to the others." Liz told her as fresh tears started to fall.
"Is that what happened?" Leo asked her. "Did she connect with you again?"
"Yes, she.. she was in pain, I could hear it, in her 'voice, she was calling for me. And I couldn't do anything to help her."
"But you are, you are helping us come up with a way to get her back." Prue told the woman before her.
"But will it be enough?"
"It will, if we can do it soon." Cole said from Pipers side.

Turning to look at him, Piper gave him a look to be quiet, that was not what Liz needed to hear. She knew as well as the others that it would not be easy, but right now, Liz needed to hear words of hope, and faith. With a soft sigh, she went to Mary's side, needing to help someone.

"Her friend, how long has she been down there?" Mary asked her as she sat down.
"Not long, a few days, why?"
"She reminds me of someone, a witch who was..."
"Was what?"
"What do you know about this whole mess?" Mary asked, changing the subject.
"We don't know much yet, only that the Source is having witches taken."
"He is afraid of something, something that he can not fight."
"What?" Piper asked, remembering the prophecy.
"Destiny. He thinks he can stop destiny."
"What destiny is that?"
"He will be replaced, and he wants all the power he can get, but he also needs to find the one who he thinks will be able to prevent it. To end the threat to himself." Mary had heard it all, from others and from demons, talking to close to the cell's. She wished she had heard more, but the demons themselves didn't seem to know anymore.

"Hey, you, wake up!" the voice was back, but in her fevered mind, Gina thought it was coming from the grate in the floor, until something landed beside her. Looking in the direction it had come from, she saw a face peering at her from a small window.
"Oh goody, your up." the person said.
"Who...who are you?" Gina asked, her mouth dry, making it hard to talk.
"I'm...I'm... Who am I?" the other person said
"You don't... don't remember?" Gina asked as she moved slowly into a sitting position.

Her entire body felt like it was burning, and a shiver running through her. She knew she was in trouble, for if Retsew came back, she didn't think she would be able to defend her self.

"What's your name?" the person on the other side of the wall asked.
"My name is Gina, what do they call you, to get your attention?"
"They just call me witch." the other said, starting to laugh.
"I can't call you that. Mind if I give you a name?"
"Ok, but," the other ducked down, whispering so as not to be overheard, "you won't let the bad man take it, will you?" The longing in the others voice tugged at Gina's heart, for who ever the other witch was, she had lost so much already.
"No, we will keep it just between us. I think I'll call you... Charlie, you remind me of some stories I heard and the name would suit you."
"Really? I have a name!" she could almost see the smile lighting up the other room.

The silence of the darkness was broken, as a door slammed open, and Gina could hear Charlie start to whimper, as Retsew entered her cell.

"Come here witch! Time for us to have some fun!!"

Covering her ears, Gina huddled down into herself, trying to block out the cries coming from the next cell, the whimpers and the cruel things happening pounding against her mind, telling her of Charlie's pain, and her despair. How could one person survive that? How could anyone be so evil as to do that to a helpless captive?

She prayed it would end soon, yet thankful it wasn't her.

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