A/N: I had to read over my first two chapters of this fan fiction to make sure that I do not write in any continuity errors to this. According to what I wrote in my first chapter, Patty only bound Piper, Phoebe, and Paige's powers after Paige was born because the Elders had found out. Sam was also forced to clip his wings. In my second chapter, I wrote that Patty and Sam both died when attempting to vanquish the water demon at the camp. Therefore P3H20 would never have involved a comeback from Sam, so the last time that Piper, Phoebe, and Paige saw either Patty or Sam was when they were little - that is except for when they would have seen Patty at Piper's wedding. With that out of the way, let's start this chapter.

Chapter Twenty One

The attic and attic steps were filled with smoke. Therefore the four attic inhabitants could not see the three figures at the door; nor could the three figures at the door see the four attic inhabitants.

'Piper, you blew up the door!' said little Phoebe.

'Why are you blaming me, Phoebe, and why are you putting on a voice?' asked Piper.

'I am not putting on a voice! You are!' said little Phoebe.

'No, I am not! Phoebe, what is it with the childish voice?' asked Piper.

'Nothing, that was not me,' said Phoebe. 'Besides Piper, why did you blow up the door?'

'I did not –' Piper began but was interrupted.

'I didn't, Phoebe! Why are you blaming me?' moaned little Piper.

'Who else did it, Piper? Now who is putting on the childish voice?' said Phoebe.

'Phoebe, you have a weird voice now,' said little Piper.

'I don't, Piper,' said Phoebe.

'Can Piper just admit to blowing up the attic door so as we don't have to freak out about the possibility that there could be a demon in the attic?' said Paige.

'A demon could have blown up the door?' said Prue.

'I am hoping there is not one here,' said Paige.

'Who is that?' asked little Piper.

'Me? Piper, it's me. Stop with the weird voice,' said Paige.

'Me? Who is me?' said little Piper.

'I think we need this smoke to clear,' said Prue.

'Mummy! Are you there still?' said Petey.

'Petey? Where are you?' said Prue.

'With Piper and Phoebe,' said Petey.

'You know the intruders?' said little Piper to Petey.

'I told you I do,' said Petey.

'The intruders? Why are you calling us that, Piper? And please stop with the childish voice,' said Paige.

'I am not putting on a vo –' little Piper began but she was interrupted.

'I am not putting on a voice, Paige,' said Piper.

'Who said that? I didn't say that!' said little Piper.

'Do you think the intruders are copying us badly?' said little Phoebe.

'I think you are mimicking us terribly, actually,' said Phoebe. 'Who are you?'

'Why won't this smoke clear?' said Paige irritably.

'Petey, come here!' said Prue.

'I can't see you,' said Petey.

'Don't move, Petey,' said little Piper. 'These people might be demons.'

'They are my family,' said Petey.

'Then why do two of them sound like us?' said little Phoebe.

'I don't know, but two of them have your two names,' said Petey.

'Er, Petey, what are their names?' asked Piper, as she had heard him say this to his two new friends.

'Piper and Phoebe,' said Petey.

'Why did you tell them our names?' moaned little Piper.

'Phoebe, we are talking to ourselves,' said Piper.

'Hey, Phoebe. How old are you?' asked Phoebe.

'Almost two!' said little Phoebe.

'One? Am I born yet?' asked Paige.

'I don't know,' said little Phoebe.

'Of course you are born or you would not be standing in this room talking to us,' said little Piper, who did not know about the time travel part.

'I was not asking you two, Piper or Phoebe. I was asking my Piper or Phoebe,' said Paige.

'Who are you talking to, Paige?' asked Phoebe. 'Me or little Phoebe?'

'You obviously!' said Paige. 'We need this smoke to clear!'

'Wait, wait, wait! Can we just clear up who blew the door open?' said Piper. 'It definitely was not me.'

'It was Piper,' said little Phoebe. 'She keeps doing it. Mum and Grams have to keep replacing doors because Piper refuses to open them.'

Little Piper grumbled.

'What? You have powers? I don't remember having powers before 1998!' Piper pointed out.

'How bad were our memories that we forgot this?' said Phoebe, frowning.

Changing the subject, Paige said, 'So if Phoebe is one –' Paige was interrupted.

'Almost two!' said little Phoebe.

'Fine. If Phoebe is almost two, then it must be 1977. Hey Piper, Phoebe: Do you have a sister?' asked Paige.

'No, but Mummy is pregnant,' said little Phoebe. 'I want a little brother!'

'Too bad,' said Paige.

'How do you know it won't be a boy?' said little Piper. 'Phoebe is the psychic one.'

'We know you will have a little sister,' said Paige.

'We definitely know,' said Piper.

'Without a doubt,' agreed Phoebe.

The smoke had not cleared yet, so no one could see anyone else. The room filled with the blue glow of someone orbing.

Piper sighed. 'Where did Paige orb off to now?'

'What do you mean, Piper?' said Paige. 'I am still standing right here.'

'Then who orbed?' asked Prue.

'I did,' said a voice.

Paige's eyes widened in shock, and although she could not see the man who that voice belonged to, she recognised it.

'Dad..?' said Paige. Her voice was a little hoarse. With the few memories she had of him resurfacing, tears were trying to force their way out of her. She maintained some control though.

'What did you call me?' said the voice.

Piper and Phoebe both gasped, suddenly recognising the voice after Paige's exclamation.

'Uncle Sam?' said Piper.

'Hey! He is our Uncle Sam! Not yours!' shouted little Piper.

The smoke was finally beginning to clear.

Standing in the attic in the middle of the circle that was formed by Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Paige, Petey, little Piper, and little Phoebe was Sam Wilder.

The last time Piper, Phoebe, and Paige had seen Sam Wilder was when they were little. In fact, the last time that they saw him was the same day as they last saw their mother alive.

Piper and Phoebe were stunned to see Sam again – a Sam that still had his white lighter powers, the Sam that was still looking after them alongside their mother. Paige was even more taken aback than Piper and Phoebe. The father that she had lost when she was very little was standing right in front of her. Meanwhile, to Prue this man meant no one. All she figured was that he had the same powers as Leo.

Little Piper and little Phoebe ran over to Sam, hugging him. They stared at the four intruders in the attic. Petey ran over to Prue. Prue took him up in her arms.

'Who are you?' Sam asked the four intruders.

Paige was still too shell shocked to speak. Piper and Phoebe would have spoken up, but found their younger selves staring at them quite off putting.

Therefore, Prue spoke up. 'I don't know who you are, but these two –' Prue paused to point at Piper and Phoebe '– are those two –' Prue paused to point at little Piper and little Phoebe '– from the future. If you don't believe me then you need to have your eyes checked because it is so easy to see the similarity.'

'Prue, don't talk to him that way!' said Paige, finally finding her way out of her shock. 'He is my father!'

Prue looked from Paige to Sam, making the connection. Sam had gone pale.

'If those two are an older Piper and Phoebe, and you think I am your father… That makes you… Patty is pregnant with you right now…' said Sam, staring at Paige.

Little Piper made a face at Paige, furrowing her brows. 'You are too old to be our little sister.'

Little Phoebe's mind had wandered during the conversation between the adults, but when little Piper had spoken up, little Phoebe had paid attention. Therefore little Phoebe suddenly looked at Paige.

'I am not stooooopid. You are not our little brother or sister,' said little Phoebe.

Phoebe laughed. 'I agree with you on the Paige not being 'our little brother' part.'

'She is not our little sister either! She is too old!' said little Piper to Phoebe.

Paige shook her head. 'Is there no getting through to your younger versions?'

While Phoebe, Paige, little Piper, and little Phoebe were having this conversation, Sam Prue, Piper, and Petey were continuing with another conversation: 'So you believe that we are who we say we are?' said Piper, who had not expected the persuasion to be so simple.

'I am a white lighter. I would have been able to have sensed if you were evil. On the very least, I know that you are not a threat,' said Sam. 'I don't see why you would be lying. Besides, she pointed out how much you and Phoebe look like your younger selves.' Then Sam turned to Prue. 'I do apologise for calling you 'she' just now. Who are you?'

'She is my Mummy!' shouted Petey proudly before Prue could reply.

Prue smiled. 'Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I have only recently met Piper, Phoebe, and Paige. I have only recently found out that I was a witch. My name is Prudence Halliwell.'

At the mention of her name, Sam went even paler than he had gone when he had realised that Paige was his unborn child.

'Is everything okay?' asked Prue.

Sam did not reply. Instead he orbed out of the attic. Unsure what to do, little Piper and little Phoebe exited the attic.

Phoebe and Paige rejoined the conversation between the adults at this moment.

'Prue, what did you say to him?' asked Phoebe.

'Nothing… I just told him who I was,' said Prue innocently.

'Oh! Oh! Oh! Don't you get it?' said Phoebe.

Prue, Piper, Paige, and Petey stared at Phoebe. While Prue, Piper, and Paige were staring at her waiting for some sort of response, Petey was giggling at Phoebe's sudden thrilled tone of voice.

'Get what, Pheebs?' asked Piper.

'Don't you get why he was so shocked at hearing Prue's name?' said Phoebe.

Paige suddenly smiled, keying onto what Phoebe was getting at. 'This proves it!'

'Proves what?' asked Prue.

'This is definitely better than summoning Mum to ask,' continued Phoebe.

'Definitely,' agreed Paige.

'Hang on,' said Piper, suddenly understanding Phoebe and Paige's line of thought. 'Are you trying to tell me that we finally have proof that Prue is our sister?'

'Well, Paige and I never needed the proof,' said Phoebe. 'We knew it all along.'

'We still have not had the proof yet,' said Prue.

'Yeah, Uncle Sam could have had any other reason for orbing off,' said Piper. 'The Elders or a charge could have called for him right at that moment.'

'Cynics, the both of you,' quipped Paige, shaking her head.

'So what do we do?' asked Piper. 'Do we wait here for Uncle Sam to return or do we find out where Nicholas is and try to stop Mum from making the pact?'

'He should be able to figure out where we have gone,' said Paige. 'Let's orb on out of here and find Nicholas.'

Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige linked hands. Paige closed her eyes to orb, but nothing happened.

'Any minute now would be good, Paige,' said Piper sarcastically.

'I am trying,' said Paige. 'I don't know why it is not working.'

The four Halliwells broke their link and looked at one another.

'Hmm…' said Phoebe, thinking. 'Piper, try and blow something up. Like that doll's house.'

Piper nodded. She flicked her hands at the doll's house, while Prue, Phoebe, and Paige ducked for cover, but nothing happened.

'Maybe my powers have altered back to freezing only again,' suggested Piper.

'I doubt it, because my powers are not working either,' said Prue, who was gesturing at a lamp with no effect.

Phoebe jumped into the air, but did not remain suspended. 'I cannot levitate.'

'Being in the past sucks,' said Paige.

'Petey, do you think you can levitate?' Phoebe asked Petey.

Petey shrugged. 'I don't know if I want to try.'

'It's okay, sweetie. If you do float into the air we will help you back onto the ground,' said Prue.

Prue put Petey onto the ground and stood back. Petey closed his eyes, but nothing happened.

'Yeah, time travel definitely sucks,' Paige reiterated. 'No powers for any of us.'

'We may not have our Charmed Ones' powers, but we must still be witches,' said Phoebe, finding a map, a crystal, and some string in a cabinet. 'Let's scry for Nicholas.'

'Do we have anything of Nicholas' to scry with?' asked Piper.

Phoebe was laying the map out on a table, while Prue tied the string to the crystal. Phoebe pulled a flower petal out of her pocket.

'I found it attached to my shoe after our initial fight with him. It must have fallen off the bouquet of flowers he brought for Grams,' said Phoebe.

Phoebe took the crystal from Prue and rubbed the petal's pollen onto the crystal. Phoebe then began to swing the crystal over the map. The crystal stopped on a destination.

'We have a location!' said Phoebe, grinning.

Paige scowled. 'This is not fair! How are our basic witch abilities still effective, but I cannot use my basic white lighter abilities?'

'I think the phrase you are looking for is: Time travel sucks,' said Piper.

Paige sighed. 'It sure does.'

Phoebe had wandered over to the Book of Shadows now.

'I am sure the Book will have some sort of teleportation spell. We never had to use one because we always had Paige and Leo. No offence, Paige.'

'None taken,' said Paige. 'I miss my orbing power already.'

'You have not even known for five minutes that you cannot use it,' said Piper.

'I know. I miss it that much,' said Paige glumly.

Phoebe had stopped on a page. 'I found something! We all need to read it while focusing on the destination.'

Prue frowned. 'Petey is only learning to read. I don't think he could read a whole spell out loud.'

'We could leave him here,' suggested Piper. 'If little Piper and little Phoebe are here, then Grams or someone must be babysitting.'

Prue sighed. 'As long as she does not try to vanquish him.'

'She won't. Haven't we already had this conversation when he ran off into the house?' said Piper.

'Gather round! We don't want to chance Nicholas changing location!' said Phoebe.

Piper and Paige joined Phoebe by the Book, while Prue hugged Petey.

'Be good, okay? Go and play with little Piper and little Phoebe downstairs,' said Prue.

Petey nodded, leaving the attic. Prue joined the other three by the Book.

'So where did the map say he was?' Piper asked Phoebe.

'The nearest park to here,' Phoebe said.

They each read the spell in time with one another.

'Take me to the place that I require,

My thoughts are the location that I desire.'

With those words, Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige vanished from the attic.

Piper and Phoebe fell onto the grass. Slowly the two of them stood up.

'Why couldn't we get a soft landing?' moaned Phoebe.

'At least it was not as stomach churning as being orbed for the first time,' said Piper.

'Good point,' said Phoebe.

Piper and Phoebe looked around the park. There was no sight of Nicholas, but they guessed that he would not be wandering around in plain sight anyway. That was not the first thing they noticed though.

'Where are Prue and Paige?' asked Piper, voicing Phoebe's hesitation.

Prue fell onto the wooden decking of the docks. Paige landed right next to her. The two of them helped each other to their feet.

'This does not look like the park,' said Paige, stretching her arms. 'Wait a second, this does not even look like San Francisco.'

They were standing in a harbour. To one side of them was the sea, with many boats parked against the wooden decking that they stood on. To the other side of them was a row of houses that looked out onto the harbour and the sea.

'Paige, what were you thinking of when you said the spell just now?' Prue asked, her eyes firmly fixed on her surroundings.

'I know what you mean. That spell was nowhere near as accurate as orbing would have been,' said Paige.

'No, Paige. You didn't answer my question,' said Prue, still not looking at her sister. 'Did another destination pop into your mind when we were supposed to be thinking of the park?'

Paige blushed guiltily. 'I may have, for a split second, wondered where your younger self was in 1977. Why do you ask?'

Prue nodded. 'I think the same thought popped into my mind.'

'What makes you think that?' asked Paige, starting to understand what Prue was getting at.

'I know where we are,' said Prue.

'The spell sent us to… This is where you…' Paige began.

Prue finished the sentence for Paige. 'The spell sent us to Portland. This is where I grew up.'

A/N: For some reason in this fan fiction I always have to split the characters up into two groups for two different plots to run parallel with one another. I think I have something against having too many characters in one room at the same time. It is hard to work with big numbers. Oh, and I take no credit whatsoever for Phoebe's 'Oh! Oh! Oh! Don't you get it?' line. It is just one of my favourite lines from season four, even if I have not used it in the context that the canon used it for. Anyway, please review!