"Whoa!" Mel is the first to react as everyone steps out of the portal.

The room is big, filled with vintage style furniture, a grandfather clock, dining table and a giant screen that stuck out in this old-fashioned room.

"What is this place?" Maggie asks.

"A safe space." Rowena answers. "Its like witness protection. This room is a shield no one will find you."

"How did you know about this?" Mel asks.

"I figured your mother would take safety precautions you are the Charmed Ones. Safe Spaces tend to be put in spell books. It only works in very powerful spell books." She frowns. "The boys are quiet."

"That's cuz they're not here." Maggie says.

Rowena looks and lets out an oh.

"Seems your mother put the security levels up high. Had to protect her wee ones from everyone including humans."

"Where are they?" Macy asks.

"I don't know I never created this room."

"Over here." Ketch walks in looking more annoyed than ever. "I ended up in a closet." Rowena scoffs at his pissed off expression. "I went through several tests." Ketch rubs his head. "I got the all clear. I'm no threat." Ketch looks at the screen. "Well well what do we have here."

"Hands off." Rowena warned. "You might be accepted but I wouldn't touch anything. This is the Charmed Ones place we are just guests."

"I was only looking." Ketch huffed.

"Hey." Maggie interrupts. 'Did you see Parker?"

A section of the wall opens and Parker falls through. He lands on his back. He winced as he hears a gasp from Maggie and stands up. He had a pair of demon cuffs on.

"You are not trusted." Ketch says.

"Demon that's why." Parker sighed.

Maggie looks at his cuffs.

"You are not like them. You are half demon." Maggie touches his cuffs. "How do you get these off?"

"There must be a key somewhere." Macy says.

As the girls begin searching, Sam comes into the room.

"Closet or wall?" Ketch questioned.

"Closet." Sam answered.

"It seems humans end up in the closet." Ketch frowned.

"I think we got to make some adjustments." Macy says. "Can't have everybody transporting to the closet."

"Why would mom even do that?" Mel frowned.

"It's the spell. That and the security combined can send the safe space into a frenzy." Rowena says. "It looks like humans are fine but demons..." She frowns at Parker. "Sorry."

"Its alright." Parker sits on the couch. Maggie is angry seeing the man she loves with cuffs on. The half demon smiles. "Mags its okay I'm cool with it."

"It's not fair." She muttered as she sits down next to him and leans on his shoulder.

"It could have been worse." Ketch says.

"Yeah." Parker nods. "Holy water, salt...I guess these cuffs are enough can't use my powers."

"Now we just wait for Dean." Macy says after doing a head count.

Everyone waits for a few moments. An uneasy feeling rose in the room putting everyone on edge.

"Shouldn't he be here by now." Sam says.

The screen lights up and the room turns a shade of red.

"Archangel Michael. Archangel Michael."

The voice blares out of the screen.

"What! Michael is here?" Maggie cried.

"No." Rowena shakes her head. "Not possible."

Mel points at the screen.

"Guys look."

On the screen is Dean on the ground with his hands bind together. The hunter kept trying to stand up but this tremendous force held him down.

"I'M NOT HIM!" Dean yells.

"Dean!" Sam glares at Rowena. "What the Hell did you do?"

"Nothing." Rowena answered.

"Dean is human he is not a threat." Maggie says.

"He is a hunter." Mel points out.

"So is Sam." Maggie blinks several times. "Is that fire?"

They look and see Dean surrounded by fire.

"Holy fire traps an archangel." Sam says.

"Dean is not an archangel." Maggie says.

"No but..." An bad feeling rose inside Sam. "When an angel leaves their vessel some of their grace gets left behind."

"The grace has been detected." Ketch continued. "They think that's Michael."

"Michael is the current threat." Rowena says. "Safe space would keep tabs on what is happening. It knew about Michael it prepared itself in case he ever came."

"That is not Michael." Sam growled. He goes to the keyboard. "We gotta stop this."

"May not be that easy Samuel. The Charmed Ones are the ones who could possibly undo this."

"Do something." Sam ordered the girls.

"Um..." Mel waves at the screen. "Stop."

That didn't work.

Maggie presses the delete button but that did nothing either.

"I...I don't know what to do did mom leave any instructions."

"I don't know." Macy answered. "Is there a spell?"

Rowena couldn't give a response to that.

"We need Harry." Maggie says. "He would know what to do."

"Harry is gone remember." Mel snapped at her sister.

Sam gets out his gun.

"I'm looking for my brother."

"And risk death Samuel?"

Sam grits his teeth.

"We should have chosen the bunker."

Maggie stumbles and grabs hold of the table. She heard Dean's screams and cries echoing through her mind. She looks at the screen but Dean was quiet and his body is still.

Oh no.

"Guys." Maggie says. "He's doing it again."

"Doing what again?" Mel says.

"Michael." Sam says.

Maggie nods.

"He's having another episode a flashback. The holy fire is making it worse. If we don't get him out of there... I don't think he will come out of this nightmare he is experiencing."

Maggie swallows.

"He could die."

Harry and Patrick walk side by side their guard up and immediately on alert. Patrick grips his weapon and his eyes scan the area. Harry was relieved the man let him live. They both walked in silence for a while. Harry clears his throat.

"Why did you let me live?" Patrick snorted causing Harry to frown. "What's so funny?"

"If I did kill you, you would have come back. You can't die here."

"You can't?"

"No."

"How do you know?"

"I already been killed twice so far. First one witch got me by surprise and the second one..." His lips press into a thin line. "Illusion I fell for it and got killed in a trap." He laughed but Harry can see the pain in Patrick's eyes as he said it.

"A group of witches wanted to eat me."

Again Patrick snorted.

"They can't. It's an game they play chop the witch up, fry them, cook them like food then the witches wait for the 'food' to come back to life." He grimaced. "Its disgusting it's the crazy ones that play that. You don't get hungry here or tired its sort of like you are dead but you're not if you get what I mean."

"I think so. You did not answer my question why did you let me live? why you letting me tag along with you?. You don't know me."

Patrick stops and turns round to face the white lighter.

"I'm a good judge of character. I met many types people in my line of work. I can see you are one of the good ones."

"What's your work?" Harry asks. "What type of witch are you?"

"You ask too many questions." Patrick waves his weapon. "I'm the one that's armed." Harry stiffened. Patrick shakes his head. "Relax not going to hurt you. Its been a while since I spoke to someone."

"You been on your own?"

"Pretty much." He leans on the tree. "I'm a witch I am around over 900 years old I lost count but you know who cares age doesn't matter to me anymore I been alive for so long the thought of death is impossible to me. You are?"

"Witch lighter."

"No way." Patrick raises his eyebrow. "You work for the Elders?"

"Yes."

"You must be the only white lighter here."

"That makes me feel so much better." Harry said sarcastically.

Patrick laughs a little.

"Never thought I would meet a white lighter. You guys are like good, good guys Heaven's witches."

Harry just nods at Patrick's rambling. Harry has heard it many times before. Patrick's voice trails off and he looks past Harry. Harry turns round and frowns.

"What are we looking at?"

"Lia." Patrick choked.

Harry looks again. It dawned on him.

"It's an illusion."

Patrick walks past Harry. He reaches out and tears glistened in the corner of his eyes.

"Lia." He repeated. A smile forming on his face.

Harry runs in front of the witch.

"It's not real." He grabs on to Patrick's shoulders. "It's not real."

Harry saw a change in a witch. The intense, tough survivor Harry met has changed into a broken, grieving man. Harry assumed this Lia must be a loved one he lost.

Patrick shoves Harry to the ground and continues walking. Harry rolls on to his stomach. He thought of Patrick's second death. Illusion ended up being a trap.

This could be another one.

"PATRICK!"

Harry stands up and runs as fast he can. The white lighter held his breath as Patrick stopped.

Patrick smiles.

"I missed you."

Patrick steps forward and suddenly the witch goes up in the air and gets trapped in a net.

The image of his sweetheart vanishes in his eyes. The witch swears and kicks the net.

I fell for it again.

"Patrick?"

Patrick looks down.

"Harry."

"Are you okay?"

"Never been better." Patrick huffed. God he hated this place.

He looks to his left. Wonderful he is on the edge of a cliff.

"I'm going to get you down." Harry says.

"That would be great."

Then suddenly the rope snaps and Patrick falls down the cliff.