After a lot of coaxing, and yelling, Leo finally orbed the girls into a warehouse…crowded by the FBI. They leapt into a dark room, cursing softly. Piper threw her hands out of the room and froze it, stepping out with a sigh.

The room they found themselves in held many crates and boxes, that took up most of the space. FBI agents were crouch here and there, guns drawn, some half way there, in order to protect themselves against the Jack-Of-All-Trades.

Suddenly gunshots sounded, as two voices that were familiar rang out. Paige nudged Piper and muttered, "Why didn't they freeze?"

Piper rolled her eyes, "Maybe they were in another room when I froze this one? Who cares Paige!?"

John appeared around a crate suddenly, halting when he saw the frozen figures of the agents and the shocked people he left at the office. His face was flushed and red, his chest heaving, his gun drawn and at the ready.

"What are you doing here?" he ground out angrily, stepping forward before pointing at the frozen men, "What happened to them? Huh? What's going on?"

He raised his gun to them, a scared and confused look on his handsome pallor. Before Piper could come up with a reasonable lie, a bullet could be heard flying through the air and connecting with flesh. They watched as John made a grunting sound and fell to his knees, his gun clattering to the ground.

"John! John?" shouted Sam, they knew her voice. However, it sounded hysterical and frantic, laced with worry. She appeared around the corner, her blonde hair sticking to her face. She froze and looked at John's body on the ground, barely moving.

"Leo, heal him!" Phoebe howled, running to John's side. She and Sam, who didn't ask questions in her state of mind, helped John over onto his side. Phoebe held his head in her lap as Leo relented and briskly walked over.

He looked at Sam carefully and whispered, "Excuse me," before beginning to attempt healing the wound in John's back.

Sam watched wide-eyed at Leo's hands, glowing in a golden light as they were held over John's rapidly bleeding wound. Piper stepped behind Sam and tried to explain, "Sam? We're witches, my sisters and I. Leo is a white lighter, which is an Angel. Please don't be scared or shoot us, we're the good kind."

Sam gave her a look and finally managed to speak, "Did you do this? To these men?" she pointed to the frozen agents, realizing Bailey was amongst them.

Piper nodded as she continued, "How many are out there?"

Sam gave her a shocked look before whispering, "One. Jack."

The way she said the name made Phoebe feel ill, but she ignored the feeling as she heard John moan in pain. Finally Leo pulled away to reveal a fully healed John. John's eyes fluttered open and connected with Phoebe's, "Phoebe?"

"Cole?" she whispered back, helping him into a sitting position. A confused look passed over his face as he responded back, "No, John."

Phoebe blushed, "Sorry."

Piper hushed them angrily as she pointed to a shadow that was coming nearer. An eerie voice could be heard calling out, "Samantha! I didn't mean to hurt Johnny, please don't leave me, my dearest loveliest Samantha!"

Piper leapt out from behind the large crates and blew Jack up with a flick of her wrists easily. The entire area was silent before Piper slowly turned around to face the two innocents. John, in a sitting position on the floor with Phoebe close behind him, stared at her bugged eyes. His face, still red and pale, was contorted into a mixture of horror and fear. Sam, who was standing a little off to John's side, was staring back with an equal expression, though it seemed to Piper that she wasn't as shocked as her partner.

Piper flashed them a brief smile before raising her hands up slowly. Before she, or anyone one else, could say another word, John scooted back into Phoebe and brought himself as fast as he could to his feet. He held his gun in a slightly shaky hand as he pointed it at Piper, before he backed away and kept it trained on everyone other than Sam.

"What the hell did you say you were?" John demanded, his breath coming in slightly rapid pants.

"Col-John, please." Phoebe pleaded, bringing herself up slowly to her feet.

John whirled around and looked at her, "John. John Michael Grant. Not Cole, whoever the hell this Cole is, he's certainly not me."

Phoebe reddened briefly before she growled, "You are him."

"Actually, he's a part of him…" piped up Paige shyly, fanning her hands out as she stepped forward carefully, afraid of bumping into an unmoving FBI agent and unfreezing him.

"Shut up Paige." Phoebe snapped, barely looking her way.

"What?" hissed John.

"John, let them talk." Sam said calmly, unshed tears in her eyes from the prior incident. John gave her an incredulous look before jerking his gun in Phoebe's direction, "They're insane, Sam!"

"John, let them talk." She repeated, this time turning to look at him fully.

John looked at her desperately, "You believe them? You believe all of this?"

"Yes John I do, and they just saved your life…our lives, so I suggest you holster your gun and listen to them." Sam said coolly, her voice professional and seemingly detached from her pleasant looking face.

"Thanks." Piper quipped, suddenly feeling uncharacteristically nervous, as if she had a large presentation on front of a classroom. Which she sort of did, she needed to prove to Sam and John, mostly John, that there was such a thing as magic.

Leo quirked an eyebrow in the direction of the FBI agents as he asked his wife, "What do we do with them?"

Piper sighed, "Orb them back to the building, erase their memories about this event, and let them carry on with their daily duties."

"And us?" Sam asked, curious.

"We need John to come with us, and you too if you'd like. I guess we can make it seem like you and John went to Savannah like Bailey planned." Piper sighed, rubbing her forehead in an exhausted manner.

Sam nodded slowly, glancing at John. He was stock still and wide-eyed, unsure as to what to say or do. Leo stepped forward carefully and held his hands out, indicating he was obviously unarmed.

"John, please put the gun away. We're not going to hurt you, we're the good guys. We protect people like you, innocents."

John blinked hard and looked over at Sam. Sam nodded firmly, "its okay, John."

John holstered his gun quickly and took one step back, "No funny business."

"Nothing funny at all." Paige muttered, folding her arms across her chest huffily.

Leo looked at Piper and asked, "Should I take them back first?" motioning to the FBI agents. Piper shook her head and motioned towards John and Sam.

"Maybe you should orb them to the Manor, with Phoebe and I. Paige can help you orb these guys back, you know…all that practice makes perfect crap." She waved her hand about, causing John to stiffen.

Paige let out a sigh and shrugged, "Couldn't hurt dude, let's get this over with."

TBC...

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