A/N: Hey guys! Sorry there was no chapter yesterday! Also, the next few days might be rough, as well. I have a lot going on. But I'm going to try to post at least one more chapter by tomorrow – After that, there might be a gap until Sunday. So sorry!

RandyOrtonxWifexx: Yay! Good!

CharmedOpal: No problem!

lizardmomma: Same! It was complicated figuring out HOW to put them all under one roof, but a figure a magical whammy works.

Okay, so this chapter will really, finally pick things up! I know, I know – I've been promising that for awhile! But I mean it. I hope you enjoy!

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"When do we get to move onto the hard stuff?"

Phoebe stood with Melinda, Katelyn, and Rebecca down in the basement. It had been nearly four months since Prue's death, and the discovery of Paige and Rebecca. They were adjusting as well as could be expected, though the situation still had its glitches. Corrine, for instance, still instinctively broke into a smile when Paige walked out of her room – then stalked away, fighting tears, when she saw it was Paige and not Prue.

"Well," Phoebe said, addressing Katelyn's over-eager question. "It would help if you were all together first. Where's Corrine?"

Melinda and Katelyn exchanged uneasy glances; Rebecca looked on quietly, frowning in confusion. She still felt left out of the group sometimes, and she knew they kept a lot of things from her. It stung, but she tried to brush it off and move on.

"Girls," Phoebe said firmly, narrowing her eyes.

"We don't know," Melinda finally said, honestly. "She said she needed some space, and we haven't seen her since."

"And you're just now telling me this," Phoebe demanded to know, crossing her arms.

Melinda and Katelyn gave Phoebe uneasy shrugs.

"Rebecca."

Rebecca jumped at being addressed, looking to Phoebe with wide eyes.

"Can you sense Corrine?"

Rebecca fidgeted. She was being trained as both a Charmed One and a Whitelighter-in-Training. But she found her Whitelighter powers confusing, hard to grasp. She still flailed when she orbed, usually landing a good five feet from her intended destination, and she sometimes left someone behind, if she tried to orb more than one person.

"I can... I can try," Rebecca offered, shrugging.

Phoebe sighed, trying to hide her frustration. Rebecca had finally begun to embrace her magical destiny, but somewhat reluctantly and with a lot of trouble. Phoebe couldn't figure out why the poor girl was having such a hard time mastering her powers; Paige had learned quickly, and was even surpassing Piper in her potion-making skills.

"Close your eyes," Phoebe instructed, "and concentrate."

Rebecca did as she was told, letting out big puffs of air, trying to calm her heart. She focused on Corrine, and Corrine only. For several minutes, nothing happened. Suddenly, she felt a pull that she couldn't ignore, and she disappeared in a wash of blue orbs.

"What happened?" Melinda asked, frowning.

Phoebe sighed. "Well, looks like she found Corrine."

...

With a shriek, Rebecca crashed into Corrine, and both girls went down in a tangle of limbs.

There was scrambling and shrieking for a few minutes, until they managed to detangle themselves and stand.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Corrine demanded, quickly swiping away the tears in her eyes and glaring at her youngest cousin.

"I... I'm sorry. I – Where are we?" Rebecca paused, looking around. Immediately, she recognized her surroundings: they were standing in the mausoleum, near Prue's marker. Realization dawned on her face. "Oh... Corrine, I'm sorry... I-I didn't mean to..."

"What?" Corrine asked defensively. "You didn't interrupt anything. I'm fine."

Rebecca frowned. "It's okay... You're secret is safe with me."

Corrine's expression softened a little and she looked away from Rebecca, ashamed. She had grown fonder of her cousin and newly discovered Aunt. But that didn't stop her from lashing out every once in awhile.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped."

Rebecca shook her head. "No need to apologize. I get it."

An awkward silence followed.

"Phoebe is looking for you," Rebecca finally said. "Want me to lie to her?"

Corrine shook her head. "No... I'll come home."

Rebecca reached her hand out to Corrine, and Corrine grasped her cousin's hand firmly.

"It might be a bumpy ride... Sorry," Rebecca said apologetically. She concentrated on home, as firmly as she could.

When she opened her eyes, she didn't recognize her surroundings.

"Corrine, where-."

Corrine shushed her, and dragged her behind a large rock formation, forcing her cousin to duck down.

"This is the Underworld," Corrine hissed, scolding Rebecca. "How the hell did we end up here?"

Rebecca gaped. Piper and Phoebe had explained the Underworld to her. How had they ended up here, though, was a good question!

Murmured voices sounded from around the corner. Corrine yanked Rebecca closer into the shadows, putting a finger to her mouth to hush her. Once the sound of footsteps had passed, Corrine poked her head around the rocks, watching.

A group of demons stood around a put of fire. Stereotypical, as far as Corrine was concerned. She rolled her eyes, but strained her hearing when they began speaking.

"We broke their trio," one demon complained. "Why didn't it weaken them?"

"No one anticipated a fourth sister," another demon responded, spitting. "Something that will not happen again."

"They'll be expecting us this time," a female demon barked, grinning. She obviously seemed to doubt that this ragtag group could defeat a second Charmed One. "No element of surprise."

"Ah," said another demon, stepping from the shadows. The other demons all dropped on one knee, standing only once the demon nodded his confirmation. He appeared to be the leader. "That is where you are wrong. They still do not know we killed their sister. They think she died in a car accident."

Corrine went pale. Rebecca's mouth opened in an O of surprise. She gripped Corrine's hand in comfort.

There was a murmur of agreement.

"We will attack in the next day, before they have a chance to regroup and fully train the newbie."

Corrine shook her head, glancing at Rebecca. "We need to get home and warn them," she whispered. Rebecca nodded in agreement.

"Why in a day?" One of the demons asked eagerly. "Why not now? They won't be expecting it now!

"Because," the demon said smoothly. "First, we need to send them a message. A strong one, one that will send them into a tailspin of grief. So they will be distracted."

The female demon barked in laughter. "What could be worse than losing another sister?"

The lead demon grinned. He trained his eyes on the rock formation where Corrine and Rebecca hid, making eye contact with one girl, then the other. "Losing their daughters."