Chapter Twelve: The Power of Four Once More
Piper, Phoebe and Prue appeared in front of the cage in surprise. "Oh my God!" Phoebe exclaimed, when she noticed Paris was bleeding.
"I'm not a witch anymore, but I'm pretty sure you guys need to make up to get your powers back." Prue said. They all nodded.
"I'm really sorry I overreacted." Phoebe started. Paris didn't reply to that. Cole was evil. He was The Source. But now was not the best time to bring it up again. "I shouldn't have yelled at you. Either of you. And I shouldn't have said you killed Prue, Paris."
"It's fine, Pheebs. I'm sorry too." Paige said.
"It's okay." Paris replied. But she didn't apologise for telling her that Cole was evil. "Piper, I'm sorry I cast a spell when you specifically told me not to and I'm sorry I wasted time and ingredients when I made that potion." She apologised.
"It's alright, sweetie. It's fine. You didn't do anything wrong." Piper smiled.
The four of them all glowed a light orange colour and felt warmth flood through them; similar to what Paige and Paris had felt, but stronger. Piper flicked her wrists and the cage they were in exploded.
Phoebe and Piper rushed up to their sisters and hugged Paige tightly. Prue walked over and hugged Paige as well.
"Guys…" Paris whispered. They didn't hear her. "I don't… I feel… I don't feel so… good." she mumbled. Then her eyes closed and they seemed to notice.
"No! Paris." Paige yelled.
"Paige, orb!" Piper ordered. Paige came to her senses and orbed herself and her sisters back to the Manor. "LEO!" Piper called frantically. Leo orbed down and went over to Paris; bending over her body. He started to try and heal her but nothing was happening. "What's wrong? Why isn't it working?" Piper asked.
"I can't…" Leo started. He couldn't heal the dead.
"Don't you dare say that, Leo! Don't you dare!" Phoebe yelled. Paige joined Leo and held his hand.
"She is not dying. You hear me, Paris? Don't you dare die on us!" Paige insisted through her tears. She cried in relief when a glow appeared under her and Leo's joint hands. A few minutes later, Paris opened her eyes slowly. "Oh, thank God!" Paige sighed. She threw her arms around her sister and tried to stop crying.
"Paige –" Paris gasped. "I can't breathe."
"Sorry. Sorry." Paige muttered. She let go of Paris and smiled happily. "That was too close, missy. Never do that again, okay?" she said sternly. Paris nodded and stood up.
"Cute." Prue said sarcastically.
Then Piper, Phoebe and Paige seemed to remember that their older sister was back from the dead so all hugged her with happiness. They were all crying so didn't notice when Paris walked away from them; upstairs, into her room. Away from her sisters. Away from where she didn't belong. And never would.