Patty began to rock and cry inconsolably. Prue tried to hold her daughter, but Patty pushed her away. Piper, Leo, Chris, and Melinda huddled together. "Chris, Melinda, get your aunts, now!" Chris and Melinda disappeared.

"Bring him back! Bring him back!" Patty screamed at her mother.

Prue kneeled by her daughter, "Honey, I can't."

"Why not? Aren't you guys the all powerful Charmed Ones! You got him here in the first place. Now, bring him back!"

"The Elders wo—"

"What's the use of magic when you can't bring back the people you love?" Patty pulled at her sweat and tear soaked hair. Paige and Phoebe orbed with their niece and nephew.

"What happened?" Phoebe crouched to Patty's side.

"The Thorn has kidnapped Wyatt. A demon morphed in Wyatt and tried to attack Patty, and Cole pushed her aside. He's gone," Piper tried to give information as matter of fact as possible, but she was beside herself trying to think of the next step.

"Honey, it's ok-" Phoebe rubbed her back.

"It's NOT okay. My Dad's gone, and it's all my fault. If I would have had vanquished the demon, Dad wouldn't have had to save me. If I was just…" This just made Patty cry harder, and Phoebe sat down and held Patty.

Prue was dumbfounded. She seemed lost. This was the first time she had to parent and she was speechless. She stared up into Piper's eyes, "I didn't know. I didn't know this is how you felt. How lost you felt. Piper…I'm…sorry."

"I know, Honey, but it's not going to help Patty or Wyatt." As Piper and Prue talked, Paige, Leo, Chris, and Melinda were plotting. They were planning an attack. "Leo, what's going on?"

"Chris has a plan. We think it would work, but there's some risk involved. Patty has to…"

"Patty has to what?" Prue interrupted. "She just lost her father. Can't you see she's distraught?"

"Aunt Prue, we can't wait with this plan! The Thorn doesn't know the fake Wyatt has failed. If we move now, we have the advantage and Cole's death would not go in vain," Chris's counter stopped Prue and shocked the attention of his mother and his other aunts. His experience in the past and the present had made him very valuable. He acted more like the eldest than the middle child. Chris had worked with his parents and his Aunts in the past, and they had trusted him with everything-including the future.

"Prue, Phoebe, you know where Cole's athame is?"

Prue nodded. "It's in Salem-hidden, why?"

"We're going to need it, and Patty?"

Patty stopped rocking and looked up at Chris, "What do..I.. have..to..do?"

"Channel your inner demon."

Wyatt had lain unconscious on the floor with his arms strapped, so if he awoke he would harm himself. Patty and the fake Wyatt shimmered in cavern facing several hooded demons. "You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn't have to take out the whitelighter."

A demon approached her and removed the hood. She was a beautiful Asian woman with black eyes. "You keep blowing up my help. I'm Klea. I am part of the Brotherhood of the Thorn. Welcome."

Patty tried to control her emotions when she saw Wyatt, but remembered how he angered her throughout her training, it kept her focused; it kept her angry. She glared at the fake Wyatt, "Can you get rid of the body double? I don't need babysitting."

Klea waved the fake Wyatt away, and he disappeared within the robes. "You probably want your whitelighter back."

"Not really," Patty unsheathed a shiny knife. "I inherited this. It had your mark, but it doesn't work."

"That's Baltazor's athame. You inherited it?"

"My father, Cole Turner, you know of him?"

At the name of Patty's father, the robed demons whispered. Klea rubbed her hands together. "I didn't know Baltazor had any offspring. Thought he was vanquished before he and his Charmed wife had a child."

"I'm not his Charmed wife's child. I'm not the Source's bitch either. My mother lived in Salem—perfect place for an interlude." Patty kept with the truth as much as possible. She tossed the athame in the air and kept it rotating as she spoke, "So, how do I get this thing to work?"

"You have to be part of the Brotherhood to activate it. Its power comes from our collective much like the Avatars and the Triad."

Patty continued to spin the blade and she questioned nonchalantly, "How do I join?"

Klea glared into Patty's blue eyes. "You DON'T join. You are WELCOMED, then You are INITIATED. It doesn't happen overnight, sweetie."

The blade stopped and jabbed into the altar. "No joining, huh? Even if I greased the wheels? A Bribe?"

Klea lifted her chin mockingly, "There is no bribe worth that much power."

Patty yanked the athame out of the altar and began to pick at her fingernails, "Gee, not even the Grimmoiré? Bummer. Okay, if that's how you feel…"

Patty began to shimmer, but Klea grabbed her arm. "How do you know about the Grimmoiré? You're too young to know that."

"My father just didn't give me this blade. He gave me so much more. Beltazor had shacked up with the Charmed Ones for years before he was vanquished. You're talking about the Source of All Evil. He squeezed the location out of that old whitelighter…Leo…while he was married to the Charmed One, Phoebe. My.."

"So why the Charmed whitelighter?"

"You know why? Any of Beltazor's offspring could be dangerous to the Charmed Ones. Why not lead a Charmed cousin or two to evil? Especially Phoebe's children.. They had to keep an eye on me. I work in the old witch's restaurant, remember?" She hoped Piper would forgive her; that was one witch she did not want to piss off. Ever.

"Perhaps, we could negotiate. First, kill the whitelighter."

Patty didn't look twice and threw a fireball at Wyatt. The figure exploded.

"Happy now? Can I get my power now," Patty floated a fireball in the air, "or do I have to kill your henchmen too?"

Klea guided Patty's arm down. "First, the Grimmoiré. Then, you can have your power.

Patty smiled, "I hope your passport is updated."