Phoebe glanced at Piper.
"Why can't we just keep it hidden? Noone has to know…." I shook my head.
"Too risky. Evil is looking for it and if Evil comes looking for it here, you, the Charmed ones, will have on your hands a lot more than you are ready for right now – no offense. I'm live in a time far after the reign of the Charmed Ones. Its not your problem. It's my generation's." There was a moment of silence. Phoebe stood.
"Follow me."
***
She took me to her room, where she had hidden it in a secret part of her desk. "You won't be able to take it back with you the way you came. What if I hide it here in the house…"
"No. Not in the house." I didn't say anymore. Phoebe frowned and opened her mouth. "Don't ask. And don't worry. It doesn't happen in your time. No, I have the perfect place for it."
***
It was eerie to stand in front of the house. The last time I had stood there was a year after my family was killed, to stand and stare and the ruin that was once the manor. I had just returned from where I hid the amulet. It was almost laughable what I did to safeguard its secret and make certain I could find it in the future.
"Leo." I called out, and the whitelighter, my great grand uncle, appeared before me. "I need a favor from you. I need you to use your memory dust on the sisters and on Prue when she returns. No one can know that I was here or what I was here for." Leo looked at me, but surprisingly didn't argue. I smiled. "Of course, the elders already told you to, right?" He nodded. I looked back at the manor and hesitated. "If only…" I trailed off. If only I could change things. Warn them. Leo touched my shoulder. "It must be hard not being able to warn us." I looked at him in shock. " You know, of the things to come in the future." Right. I took a deep breath. "You have no idea."
***
Inside the manor I sat back on the couch.
"So Prue will return when you go back?" I nodded. "Oh, before I go, may I ask..who is Andy?" The sistes looked at each other and looked down.
"We all knew him since we were young. He used to be involved with Prue. He was…the first one we lost after we became witches. Why…?"
"Just curious." I didn't elaborate. This was interesting. But unfortunately, not as important as the task at hand.
"It's time." I hesitated. "It was really nice to see you all." I glanced at Phoebe, who was looking at me strangely. Then I looked away and spoke.
I call on the Winds of Time
To find the form rightfully mine.
To switch the powers and the thoughts,
To fight the battles that must be fought.