Supernaturally Charmed: Season One

by Supernatural lover XD

Two sets of cousins, three siblings each, Prue, Piper and Phoebe Halliwell along with Dean, Sam, and Adam Winchester find out they are the most powerful witches in the world, The Charmed Ones. Follow them as they learn to control there powers and fight all sorts of evil in the first installment of the series.

4. Dead Man Dating

Dean man dating

Halliwell-Winchester Manor

Dean Winchester sat with Prue's laptop and his father's journal on the table in front of him typing in the coordinates in it. "Anything?" Sam asked as he came in with a mug of coffee in his hands. It had been a week since they got back from Jericho and nothing from their father.

"Not yet, Sammy." Dean said from his spot at the dining room table.

"Morning," Prue said as she came in from the kitchen and sat down next to Dean.

"Hey, Prue." Dean said distractedly.

"Still trying to find out what those coordinates are huh?" Prue asked.

"Yeah, it could be where our Dad is." Dean stated.

Sam took a sip of his coffee. "Prue, did you want me to drop Adam off at school today?" he asked.

Prue looked at him, "If you really want too." She said.

"Okay," Sam said with a smile and got up. "Adam, we are leaving in 10!" He shouted and went up the stairs.

The door bell rang at that moment, "I'll get it," Prue said and got up to answer the door "Andy, hi." She greeted with a smile.

"I was nowhere near the neighborhood; thought I'd stop by." He said.

"Honest man, I like that." Prue said stepping to the side and letting Andy in. after he was in she closed the door. "So, um, I had a great time last night." She said.

"Yeah, me too." Andy said. "But I forgot to give you something very important." He added and got a little square box out of his coat pocket. "Happy Birthday." He said.

"But its not my birthday until next week." She reminded him reaching for the box and took it,

"Consider it a preview." He said.

She took the box away from him and opened it up, "A key?" She asked and pulled it out.

"To the Calistoga Spa. We leave Friday night after work. Don't worry, I got us adjoining rooms." He explained

"Adjoining rooms?" Prue asked.

"Well, I wouldn't want to assume something I'm not supposed to be assuming. Although, it has

been over a month since we... then decided to take it slow, but no pressure. I just want to be with

you, away, together. Think about it."

"Okay," Prue smiled slightly.

He leaned in and gave her a kiss. "Let me know, bye." He said and left.

"Happy birthday to me," Prue whispered to herself.

~PO3~

Sam came back down stairs with Adam in tow, "Dean, I was checking my emails from some of my former college friends from Berkely." He explained and sat down next to him.

Dean looked at him with narrow eyes, "Well, what exactly do you tell 'em? You know, about where you've been, what you've been doin'?" He explained.

"Dean, they all know I have come home to the Manor." Sam explained. "But they don't know anything about me being a witch or hunter." He explained. "I just tell them I needed some time off after Jess died." He added.

"Oh, so you lie to them." Dean stated.

"Not lie, he just…." Adam began lifting his backpack over his shoulder.

"Don't tell them everything." Sam finished his younger brother's sentence.

"Yeah, that's called lying. I mean, hey, man, I get it, tellin' the truth is far worse." Dean told both of his younger brothers.

Prue had joined them at this point in time to hear Sam say, "So, what am I supposed to do, just cut everybody out of my life?" Sam asked and Dean shrugged, "You're serious?" Sam asked again.

"Look, it sucks, but in a job like this, you cant get close to people, period." Dean explained glancing between his two brothers and cousin.

"Dean, sweetie," Prue began. "The job is different now. Being Charmed and a hunter, we have to find a way to have some sort of a normal life in-between everything." She said.

"Yeah, whatever." Dean said.

"Dean, the reason I came to talk to you was I got an email from this girl, Rebecca Warren, one of those friends of mine." Sam began.

"Is she hot?" He asked.

Naturally Sam ignored his older brother and continued, "I went to school with her, and her brother, Zack. She says Zack's been charged with murder. He's been arrested for killing his girlfriend. Rebecca says he didn't do it, but it sounds like the cops have a pretty good case." He explained.

"Dude, what kind of people are you hangin' out with?" Dean asked.

"No, man, I know Zack, He's no killer." Sam said.

"Well, maybe you don't know Zack as well as he knows you," Dean retorted.

"They're in St. Louis. I'm going." He said.

"To St. Louis?" Prue asked in disbelief.

"Yup." Sam said heading for the front door.

"Sam!" Dean said and got up from his chair at the table, "Look, sorry 'bout your buddy, okay?" Dean said and walked up to him. "But this does not sound like our kind of problem." He added.

"It is our problem. They're my friends." Sam retorted.

Dean took in a huge sigh, "St. Louis is like four hundred miles away, Sam!" Dean exaggerated.

"Why don't I go with you guys?" Adam asked putting down his backpack.

Prue shook her head defiantly, "No, you have to go to school." She told him.

"But what if they need the Power of Three?" Adam asked.

Sam thought for a moment, "If anything we will call and lure whatever it is back here." He offered.

"I guess that'll be okay." Adam said, he was reluctant to let his brothers go alone

"Why don't I come with?" Phoebe asked as she came down the stairs. "You may need my power after all, and I don't have a job." She stated.

"Let's just go," Dean said and walked out of the house followed by Sam and Phoebe,

Opening Credits

Halliwell-Winchester Manor

Piper had spent the morning furious with her younger sister, she stood there angrily putting invitations in the envelopes. "Good morning," Adam said as he walked into the kitchen with his backpack on. "What are you doing? Prue is coming in, put those away," He ordered lightly.

"Adam, Phoebe was supposed to send these invitations out last week, the party is Friday!" She explained loudly but not to loud.

"We're right on schedule, Piper. The restaurant is reserved, the menu is selected, the cake has been ordered." Adam listed off from memory.

"That's because Sam and I did all of those things." Piper muttered. "At least tell me Phoebe managed to buy Prue something other than her traditional birthday gift." Piper told him hopefully putting the invitations into a drawer

"A card three days late," Adam smiled a little. "She does that to all of us." He added just as Prue walked in.

"Morning," She greeted.

"Good morning," Piper told her older sister.

"I forgot to ask, how was your Date with Andy?" Adam asked suddenly.

"Great, until he asked me to spend my birthday at a spa with him." Prue replied to her cousin and sister.

Before Adam could even reply Piper said, "For this weekend? You didn't say yes, did you?" She asked.

"Well, my body did…screamed it actually. But I don't know, I just have to think about it," Prue replied.

"A weekend of rest, rubdowns and room service. What's to think about?" Adam asked in a teasing voice. Piper threw a note pad on the island and Adam remembered what they were talking about, "I mean uh, you could be right. Going away with a guy is like…" He began but cut himself off as he didn't really know.

"Its like bringing them home to meet the parents. It changes everything." Piper said. "And if you're not sure if you're ready to make a commitment or not, you know, you don't wanna send the wrong signal." She explained.

"Plus, you need a week to prepare for a weekend away. I mean, there's lingerie shopping, waxing, manicure, pedicure. I mean, it's basically a full-time job and you've already got one. So you'll never be ready, not even if you started packing this second." Adam explained knowingly. Sam had told him Jess was the exact same way before she had passed.

"Wow," Piper said.

"Bottom line, unless you ready to put your toothbrush next to his, you shouldn't go." Adam said.

Prue narrowed her eyes slightly in suspicion. "You guys aren't trying to plan another surprise

party for me, are you?" She asked

"No, never," Piper said.

"No, we have given up trying to surprise you." Adam quipped.

"Well, that's good because you two and even the others know how much I hate surprises." Prue said and then left the room.

"Piper, will you take me to school since Sam, Dean and Phoebe left?" He asked and she shook her head grabbing the keys that were on the hook in the kitchen.

Rebecca Warren's house

It didn't take Sam, Dean and Phoebe too long to get to St. Louis. With the way Dean drives that is. Sam walked up and knocked on the door, "Oh my god, Sam!" Rebecca said happily as soon as she saw him.

"Well, if it isn't little Becky." Sam said.

"You know what you can do with that little Becky crap." Rebecca said with a smile and hugged him.

"I got your email." Sam informed her.

"I didn't think that you would come here," Rebecca said.

Dean stepped forward at that moment, "Dean, older brother." He said extending his hand.

"Hi," she said and shook it.

"This is Phoebe," Sam introduced his baby cousin. "She is my younger cousin." He explained.

Rebecca smiled at her, "Sam has told me a lot about you and your sisters while we were at college." She explained holding out a hand for her to shake.

Phoebe shook her hand and then said, "We're here to help. Whatever we can do." She said.

"Come in," She quickly invited them inside.

"Nice place." Dean stated as he looked around.

"It's my parents'." Rebecca began to explain, "I was just crashing here for the long weekend when everything happened. I decided to take the semester off. I'm gonna stay until Zack's free." She told them.

"Where are your parents?" Phoebe asked curiously.

"They live in Paris for half the year, so they're on their way hone now for the trial." She explained as they all walked into the kitchen. "Do you guys want a beer or something?" She offered.

"Hey…" Dean said with a smile.

"No thanks." Sam quickly replied. "So, tell us what happened." He told her.

"Well, um, Zack came home, and he found Emily tied to a chair. And she was beaten up and bloody, and she wasn't breathing." She began to cry as she explained some more. Phoebe put her hand on her arm in a comforting manner. "So, he called 911, and the police—they showed up, and they arrested him. But the thing is, the only way that Zack could've killed Emily is if he was in two places at the same time. The police—they have a video. It's from the security tape from across the street. And it shows Zack coming home at 10:30. Now, Emily was killed just after that, but I swear, he was here with me, having a few beers until at least after midnight." She explained.

"You know, maybe we could see the crime scene. Zack's house." Sam offered.

"We could?" Dean asked. He was still unconvinced about this being one of there things.

"Why? I mean, what could you do?" She asked Sam.

"Well, me, not much, but Dean's a cop." Sam lied right away.

Dean laughed catching on to his brothers thought, "Detective actually." He corrected.

"Really?" She asked and Dean nodded "Where?" She asked.

Dean couldn't say he was a detective for San Francisco. That would lead to too many problems with Andy and Darryl, so he decided to make something up, "Bisbee, Arizona. But I'm off-duty now." He explained.

"You guys it's so nice to offer but I don't know," Rebecca said.

"Bec, look, I know Zack didn't do this. Now we have to find a way to prove he's innocent." He said with a pointed glance towards Phoebe.

"Okay, I'm gonna go get my keys." Rebecca said and walked down the hall.

"Why did you look at me?" Phoebe asked. "I can't control when I get a premonition yet." She told him.

"Yeah man, you're a straight shooter with your friends." Dean quipped.

Sam looked at the both of them. "Look, Zack and Becky need our help."

"I just don't think this is our kind of problem." Dean clarified to his older brother.

"Two places at once?" Sama asked. "We have looked into less." He added and Dean looked defeated as he finally gave in.

Buckland Auction House

Prue sat at her desk on the phone, "So, have you made up your mind about Calistoga?" Piper's voice said from the other end.

Prue shook her head despite Piper not seeing it, "I don't know, I keep thinking it's a bad idea but then I think well what's the big deal? It's not like we haven't already slept together." She explained.

"I think you should go…on Saturday," Piper said.

"On Saturday why?" Prue asked curiously and then looked a little upset, "Piper, you promised no party." She said.

"it's not what you think." Piper began. "Phoebe. She bought you a gift." Piper fabricated.

Prue knew her sister was up to something, "Phoebe doesn't give presents, she gives cards three days late." Prue said.

Piper was at a loss for words until she made something up, "Not this year. Surprise. And she really wants to give it to you on Friday. So could you please just ask Andy about leaving on Saturday instead?" She asked. "You have no idea how much Phoebe has put herself through. She even asked Sam for help buying her a gift." She said.

Prue sighed, "I'll ask, if I decide to go," she said. "So, do you know what kind of gift she got me?" Prue asked curiously.

"Don't know, gotta go, ciao," she said and hung up the phone. Her mission was a success so far.

Zack's house (St. Louis)

Dean pulled up in the impala with Rebecca behind him in her car. The three witches get out of the impala at the same time Rebecca gets out of her car.

"You're sure this is, okay?" Rebecca asked Dean.

"Yeah, I am an officer of the law." He said and made his way to the door.

The three witches walked inside the house while Rebecca remained on the porch for a moment. When the three witches looked around, they saw the walls and furniture smeared with blood. "Beck, do you wanna wait outside?" Sam asked

"No, I wanna help," she said and ducked under the poilice tape and entered the house aftet them.

"Tell us what the police said," Sam said.

Rebecca had tears in her eyes, "Well, there's no sign of a break-in. They say that Emily let her attacker in. The lawyers—they're already talking about plea bargain." She explained and looked around the room, crying. "Oh, God…." She said.

"Look Beck, if Zack didn't do this, it means someone else did." Phoebe began. "Any idea who?" She pressed.

"Pheebs," Sam whispered. "Don't press to hard," he said hopefully.

Rebecca looked thoughtful for a moment, "Um, there was something," she said to Phoebe. "About a week before. Somebody broke in here and stole some clothes—Zack's clothes. The police—they don't think it's anything. I mean, we're not that far from downtown. Sometimes people get robbed." As she explained that to Phoebe; Sam had walked over to Dean. Dean opened the front door to hear the neighbor's dog barking loudly. "You know, that used to be the sweetest dog." Rebecca said to them from the living room.

"What happened?" Dean asked watching the dog.

"He just changed," Rebecca replied.

"Do you remember when he changed?" Dean asked.

"I guess around the time of the murder." Rebecca answered.

The dog looked at Dean and suddenly he stopped barking and stared at him, sensing the good from within.

Dean flicked his wrists and Rebecca froze. At the same time Sam was looking at a framed picture of himself, Zack and Rebecca. "Why'd you do that?" Phoebe asked gaining Sam's attention.

Dean walked up to Sam and Phoebe followed behind, "So, the neighbor's dog went psycho right around the time Zack's girlfriend was killed." He whispered despite Rebecca being frozen.

"The book did say that animals have a sharp sense of the paranormal." Phoebe told them and Sam nodded in agreement.

"Explains why he stopped barking and calmed down when he saw me. Perks of being Charmed I guess." Dean began and then turned to his brother. "Maybe Fido saw somthin,"

"So, you think this is our kind of problem?" Sam sked.

"No, probably not. But we should look into the security tape, you know, just to make sure." Dean said.

"Yeah." Sam said.

The conversation ended just in time for Rebecca to unfreeze, "How did you get over there?" She asked Phoebe.

Dean waved his hand and said, "Never mind that. To the tape, the security footage…you think maybe your lawyers could get their hands on it, 'cause I just don't have that kind of jurisdiction." He fabricated easily.

"I've already got it. I didn't want to say anything in front of the cop." She said and Dean laughed. "I stole it off the lawyer's desk. I just had to see it for myself." She explained.

"All right." Dean said and the four of them walked out of the house

Baker High

Adam had finished his school day and began to walk to Piper's car in the parking lot. "Help!" Was heard from afar. "Some one has to help me."

Adam turned his head and saw a man standing among the students and said, "What is it you need help with?" He asked cautiously.

Piper had gotten out of the car also hearing the man's cries. "Are you okay?" She asked.

"You can see me? Both of you?" He asked.

"Of course, we can see you," Piper said. "Now back off," She ordered pulling Adam to the car. She thought this guy was nuts.

"Oh, thank god. I've tried communicating with everyone in the city. You were my last chance." The guy said, "Please, I was murdered last night, I can prove it." He begged her.

"Piper, maybe we should hear him out." Adam said still eyeing the ghost in front of him.

Just as Piper was about to say something to Adam she saw a car coming towards them, "Look out!" She said as the car went right through the ghost.

"Now do you believe me?" He asked in slight annoyance.

Piper grabbed Adam and pulled him back to the car, gesturing for the ghost to follow, "Oh my god, so we can see you and no one else can?" She asked.

"I'm dead. I'm a ghost." The man said.

Rebecca's house

Sam, Dean, Phoebe and Rebecca were watching the security footage, "Here he comes," Rebecca claimed just as the tape showed Zack entering his house.

"22:04" Dean commented recognizing the time stamp, "that's just after ten. You said the time of death was about 10:30?" He asked

Rebecca nodded, "Our lawyers hired some kind of video expert. He says the tape's authentic. It wasn't tampered with." She explained.

Phoebe watched Sam's expression change before he turned to his friend, "Hey, Beck, can we take those beers now?" He asked.

"Oh sure," She said and got up to head to the kitchen.

"And maybe some sandwiches too?" He asked.

"What do you think this is? Hooters?" She asked teasingly and went into the kitchen.

"I wish!" Dean said teasingly nd then turned to Sam.

"Sammy, what is it?" Phoebe asked.

"Check this out," Sam said and rewound the tape a few seconds and then plays it. Zack looked into the camera and his eyes flared up. Sam paused the tape.

"Well, maybe it's a camera flare," Dean suggested.

Sam shook his head, "That's not like any camera flare I've ever seen." He began. "You know, a lot of creatures believe that a photograph can catch a glimpse of the soul." He explained.

"Right," Dean said

Phoebe nodded in agreement, "Remember that dog that was freakin' out? Maybe he saw this thing. Maybe this is some kind of dark double of Zack's, something that looks like him but isn't him." She explained. "Also explains why it calmed down after seeing Dean. Being a Charmed One brings a lot of light." She added.

"Dark double, like a doppelganger?" Dean asked

"Yeah," Sam nodded. "It's sure explain how he was in two places at once." He explained.

Phoebe sighed loudly and rolled her eyes, "Not another shapeshifter." She whined.

Quake

Prue walked into her sisters restaurant and began to look around. She found Andy sitting with someone. Maybe she's from work. She thought to herself and walked up to them, "Hi," She greeted.

Andy turned to her and looked in surprise, "Prue." He said.

"Um, I tried calling the station house for you, they said you would probably be here." She explained to him. she then turned to the woman, "Hi," She greeted.

"Hi." The woman replied kindly.

"Oh, Prue, this is, um…" Andy began to hesitate.

"Susan." The woman introduced her self. "Susan Trudeau. Nice to meet you." She said and held out her hand.

"Pleasure." Prue said with a small smile; in her mind trying to see how this woman was related to Andy. "Trudeau? Sister?" She asked hopefully.

"No actually," Andy began but was cut off.

"Wife." The woman said.

Prue turned to Andy and glared at him slightly and walked away, "Ex-wife." Andy corrected immediately and followed Prue. "Prue, wait I can explain." He said.

"Don't bother," Prue said angrily.

"Its not what you think…" Andy began.

Prue narrowed her eyes at one of the food trolley's. it moved towards Andy, and he ran into it tripping to the floor.

Prue made her dramatic exit. Got to her car and left the restaurant.

Chinatown

Piper, Mark and Adam were all walking down the alley. "We really should have brought Prue," Adam muttered as he had his arms linked with Piper.

"No, she was going to see Andy at the restaurant. We can do this ourselves." She stated.

"Thanks for helping me," Mark said.

"When you wouldn't leave my door step, you didn't leave us much of a choice." Piper told him. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea," She added with a glance towards Adam.

"Please, I don't have much time. Somebody has to find my body before its too late." Mark explained.

"Too late for what?" Adam asked in confusion.

"It's a Chinese myth." Mark began to explain. "At least I always thought it was a myth. It's called Thowhoi, when the gates of hell open. We're almost there." He explained.

"Gates of hell?" Piper asked. "I don't understand." She added.

"If the gatekeeper, Yama, catches my soul before my body's buried, he'll take me to hell forever." Mark explained.

"But you said you were murdered. How can…?" Piper began but was cut off.

"Yama doesn't care about good or evil. He just wants souls. I should have listened to my mother." Mark said.

Adam looked down and saw the burnt body. "Piper," he whispered and she saw what he was looking at.

"Is that you?" She asked and covered her eyes.

Yama appeared down the alley in the distance, his horse galloping towards them, "Yama!" Mark said when he saw it.

"Yama?" Piper asked and turned to look at the guy on the horse. "Run!" She told Mark.

"Its too late. You two better go run!" Mark said.

"PIPER!" Adam yelled as the horse started running towards them.

Piper threw up her hands and Yama froze in his spot. "What happened?" Mark asked; confused.

"We're good witches remember?" Piper reminded the ghost.

"But how?" Mark began.

"I don't know. I panic, I throw up both hands and bad things tend to freeze." She explained in a haste.

"For how long?" Mark asked.

"Not very, lets go." Piper said pulling Adam with her and the three of them took off running.

Yama unfroze and his eyes glowed a green color and disappeared.

Halliwell-Winchester Manor

Adam stood outside the bathroom door downstairs, "Prue, you cant do this, Piper is gonna be crushed!" He yelled trough the door.

"I'm gonna be crushed?" Piper asked as she came into the room hearing the tell tale end of her cousins words.

The bathroom door opened to reveal Prue in a towel, "the surprise party is off." She said.

"What party?" Piper asked pretending she had no idea what was going on.

"She's onto us. The restaurant called while we were doing things," Adam replied.

"Oh," Piper put two and two together in her head. "Is that why you were so upset earlier?" She asked.

"Let's just say it hasn't been a great day," Prue replied to her younger sister.

Adam suddenly had a thought, "Is that why Andy's been calling all night?" he asked.

"Piper, where did you say todays, paper was?" Mark asked as he came barging into the room.

"Hey, I'm practically naked here!" Prue scolded the man.

Mark looked away, "oops, sorry." He said.

"Paper is by the fireplace in the living room," Adam answered quickly taking off his jacket and holding it up in front of Prue.

"That's a ghost," Piper explained to Prue's questioning look.

"Excuse me, a what?" Prue asked.

"A ghost," Adam repeated. "He was murdered and he obviously needs our help." He explained. "He isn't vengeful like Dean has been teaching me, he doesn't fit that criteria he hasn't killed anyone," He explained.

"Of all the days to be a dead man," Mark mumbled. "Names Mark." He said.

"Are you sure he is really a ghost?" Prue asked.

Piper threw the teacup she had in her hands directly towards Mark. It passed through him, "Positive." She said.

~PO3~

Saint Louis (Motel)

Dean was sleeping on a bed while Sam and Phoebe remained awake. Sam had the research out he was doing on his laptop with shapeshifters. He had the spell Phoebe had written down next to him. the same spell she and her sisters used a week prior to vanquish the neighbors.

"Come on!" He said frustrated.

He closed his eyes, Come on. He said in his mind.

Sammy? Came the response of his older cousin, Prue, In his mind. "Prue?" He asked out loud.

"No, Sammy, Prue is at home," Phoebe said nonchalantly.

He looked around in awe, "What the hell just happened?" He asked quietly and looked around.

~PO3~

Halliwell-Winchester Manor

Prue and Piper were seated in the kitchen, "How do we know that this guy doesn't belong in hell?" Prue asked looking at her sister.

"Because we can see him." Piper pointed out as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "He's one of the innocent we have to protect." She added.

"Protect from what?" Prue asked confused. "He's dead." She added.

"All we have to do is get Mark's family to give him a proper burial and then he can move onto wherever it is he moves onto." Piper explained.

Prue turned to her, "Okay, so call the police and let them know where the body is." She suggested.

"I already did," Piper answered. "I just wnt to give them a little time to notify Mark's mom before I go talk to her." She began to explain

"Talk to her?" Adam came in hearing the last part. "And tell her what? That's you're a witch in touch with her dead son?" He asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"No, I'm just gonna try and get her to have a funeral as soon as possible before Yama gets Mark's spirit." Piper returned to her baby cousin.

Prue drifted off into space and felt as if her mind was being invaded. She narrowed her eyes slightly. Come on! She heard in her mind.

Sammy? She thought to herself before she came back to reality and found her cousin and sister staring at her.

Adam sat down on the chair next to her, "Prue, you, okay?" He asked gently.

Prue ran a hand through her hair and completely ignored her cousin before turning back to Piper, "Um, okay, so, so when you called the police you didn't talk to Andy, did you?" She asked.

Piper shook her head, "No it was anonymous." She explained. "Why, did you decide not to go away with him?" She asked.

"Actually, I decided to go and till I went to tell him and found him having dinner with his ex-wife." Prue explained for the benefit of her sister and cousin.

"His what?" Piper asked.

"He was married?!" Adam bellowed furiously.

Prue shook her head, "Yeah, I mean, you would think he would've remembered to reveal that little fact before we jumped in the sack." She said

"Well, what did he say? Why didn't he tell you?" Piper asked.

"I don't know, I didn't really hang around long enough to ask." Prue replied.

Mark poked his head through the basement door, "How's it going in there?" He asked causing the three witches to jump. "Sorry." He said

"Don't these guys knock?" Prue asked.

~PO3~

Prue had been lying on her bed and her eyes wide open, she had been trying to figure out how she heard Sam's voice in her head a few hours ago. She got up and made her way to the attic to look in the Book of Shadows.

When she got to the attic, she opened the book and carried it over to the old couch that was in there. She was hoping to find some sort of answer in there for what had happened.

When she saw a page se stopped and lookd at it, Telepathy. It read and she scanned the page. "But how? His magic is already growing?" She asked herself out loud.

She knew she wasn't going to get that answer in the book. That answer could only be revealed in time.

~PO3~

Meanwhile, Mark had been sitting in front of the TV trying to turn it on, but his finger phased through the button when Piper walked in carrying some blankets. "Its all new to me, I keep forgetting I'm…" He cut himself off when he turned and saw her, "Ar those for me?" He asked seeing the blankets.

"Yeah, uh, stupid question, do ghosts sleep?" She asked.

"I don't even get cold anymore," Mark stated.

"Sorry," Piper muttered.

"It's okay, it's the thought that counts. I guess it's finally sinking in, what's really happened, what I've lost. Sucking down a bucket of oysters at the wharf, playing pickup ball with friends, coming home and hearing my mother's voice on the machine nagging me 'cause I haven't married a nice Chinese girl." Mark explained.

"Your mom means a lot to you, huh?" Piper asked.

"She's a great friend…was." He muttered sadly before he sat down as well. "It was just me and her after my father died. Taught me everything I know. Especially how to cook. My mom was a great cook." He explained

"My Grams taught me how to cook." Piper explained. "Actually, I loved it so much I became a chef, and I cook for my cousins when I can. They love my food." She added.

"Really?" Mark asked, "Ever make Peking duck?"

"No. you?" She asked

"Piece of cake." Mark began. "Mom told me I could've been a great chef if I hadn't sold out to the Molecular Biology program at Stanford." He added.

Piper smirked at that response, "So you can make a Peking duck and clone DNA?" She teased.

"The ducks harder." Mark said.

They both laughed, "Well, I can talk about food all night long," Piper said.

"Well, I can talk about it forever." Mark countered lightly and they both laughed again.

~PO3~

Adam had been up in his room, looking over his fathers journal. Ever since bringing it back from Jericho he wanted to learn everything his father knew. "Where are you, Dad?" He asked himself.

He found the page of the coordinates and began to wonder. "Where is this at?" He asked out loud. When he flipped back through to the first page he found an article on him and his brothers and cousins.

The Charmed Ones are the most powerful witches in the world. Three sisters and three brothers On the side of good. All hunters know of the legend of the Charmed Ones. We eagerly await them getting there powers and taking on there destiny of fighting evil.

Adam looked at the bottom of the page and read on

No one knows the true identity of the Charmed Ones except me and a select few hunters I trusted the most.

"Interesting." Adam said out loud. "I guess that answers the question I have been having inside my head the last week or so," He added and closed the book. He didn't want to look at anymore without Dean there.

Zack's house

After Leaving Rebecca's house, Sam, Dean and Phoebe went back to Zack's house only this time they pulled into the alley behind the house. "Alright, so, what are we doing here at 5:30 in the morning?" Phoebe asked with a yawn and a cup of coffee in her hand.

"I realized something. The videotape shows the killer going in, but not coming out." Sam explained.

"Se, he came out the back door?" Dean asked.

"Right," Sam began to explain, "so there should be a trail to follow. A trail the police would never pursue."

"Cause the think the killer never left. And caught your friend Zack inside." Dean concluded and then took a sip of his own coffee. "I still don't know what we're doin' here at 5:30 in the morning." He muttered leaning on his hood and Phoebe shook her head in agreement.

Sam looked around the outside of the house and noticed blood smeared on a nearby telephone pole. "Blood. Somebody came this way." Sam said.

"Yeah, but the trail ends. I don't see anything over here." Dean stated as an ambulance drove by.

Dean and Sam walk towards the ambulance while Phoebe remained at the impala.

"What happened?" Dean asked to a woman who stood nearby.

"He tried to kill his wife. Tied her up and beat her." She explained.

"Really?" Sam asked.

"I used to see him going to work in the morning. He'd wave, say hello. He seemed like such a nice guy." The woman said as they watched the guy be taken away.

~PO3~

Sam and Phoebe stood at the side of the house and looked around. Phoebe opened up a garbage can and looked inside while Sam inspected the walls of the outside for any clues. When they didn't find anything they walked to the front of the house.

"Hey!" Dean said from behind and they both turned around. "Remember when I said this wasn't our kind of problem?" He asked.

"Yeah," Sam and Phoebe said at the same time.

"Definitely our kind of problem." He said.

"What'd you find out?" Sam asked.

"Well, I just talked to the patrolman who was first on the scene, heard this guy, Alex's story. Apparently, the dude was driving home from a business trip when his wife was attacked." Dean explained to his brother and cousin.

"So, he was in two places at once?" Phoebe asked curiously.

Dean shook his head, "Exactly. Then sees himself in the house, police think he's a nut job." He said.

"Two dark doubles attacking loved ones in exactly the same way." Sam began.

"Could be the same thing doing it too," Dean said.

"Shapeshifter?" Sam asked and Dean shrugged. "Something that can make itself look like anyone?"

"Every culture in the world has a shapeshifter lore." Dean explained to Phoebe's confused expression. "You know, legends of creatures who can transform themselves into animals or other men." He began.

This was all new to Phoebe still, even the Book of Shadows didn't have all this information. "Right, Skinwalkers, werewolves."

"We've got two attacks within blocks of each other. I'm guessing we've got a shapeshifter prowling the neighborhood." Dean explained.

"Let me ask you this—in all this shapeshifter lore, can any of them fly?" Sam asked his brother.

"Not that I know of," Dean said.

"I picked up a trail here. Someone ran out the back of this building and headed off this way." He said.

"Just like your friend's house." Dean said.

"Well, there's another way to go…down." Dean said noticing an open sewer grate.

Buckland Auction House

Prue walked into her office and saw a bunch of flowers on her desk. She had been up late reading in the Book of Shadows. She walked over and smelled the flowers. When the door closed startled her, she turned around, "Hi," Andy said with his hand on the door.

"You of all people should know that bribery is a crime." Prue said to him.

"Apologizing isn't, is it?" Andy asked. "Look, Prue, I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was married before, I should have. I was going to." He explained.

"Really?" Prue asked. "When? Before or after the doors of our adjoining rooms swung open this weekend?" She asked bitterly.

"Okay, I deserved that." Andy said.

"I don't understand how you couldn't find the time to tell me." Prue said. "Unless you really were trying to hide it from me." She explained.

"Come on Prue, you know me better than that," Andy replied.

"Do i?" She asked.

"Prue, it was an innocent dinner, that's all. I've got an ex wife and I don't hate her, is that so horrible?" He asked

"No, no its not." Prue began. "but not being honest, not telling me up front is." She added.

"Which I've already apologized for." Andy replied. "Why are you trying to turn this into something its not? What's really bugging you, Prue?" He asked. When she turned away slightly, he took her silence for an answer. "Looks like I'm not the only one trying to hide a secret." He said casually and walked out of her office.

Great she thought to herself. Now I feel like a hypocrite. She added.

~PO3~

Sam, Phoebe and Dean climbed down the manhole and began to look around. "I bet this runs right by Zack's house too. The shapeshifter could be using the sewer system to get around." Sam began as they looked around.

"I think your right. Look at this," Dan said and knelt down to examine a pile of blood and skin on the ground.

"I'm gonna puke." Phoebe said disgusted and holding her hand up to her mouth.

"Is this from the victims?" Sam asked.

Dean took out his pocketknife and lifted some of the skin with it. "You know, I just had a sick thought. When the shapeshifter changes shape—maybe it sheds." He explained.

"That is sick," Sam said as Phoebe buried her head into his shoulder to avoid looking at the thing anymore.

~PO3~

Sam, Phoebe and Dean made their way back to the impala. Dean opened the trunk and took out some guns. "Well, one thing I learned from dad, is no matter what kind of shapeshifter it is, there's one sure fire way to kill it. other than the Power of Three." Dean explained.

Phoebe looked at him questioningly with her arms folded across her chest, "Silver bullet to the heart." Sam explained to his cousin.

"That's right." Dean said.

At that moment, Sam's phone started to ring so he answered it, "This is Sam." He said.

"Where are you?" Rebecca's voice asked on the other end.

"We're near Zack's, we're just checkin some things out." Sam replied to the voice.

"Well, look Sam, just stop, 'cause I really don't need your help anymore," Rebecca's voice sounded from the other end of the line.

"What are you talking about?" Sam asked with a frown.

"I told the lawyers that we went to the crime scene."

Sam scoffed, "why would you do that?" He asked.

"Well, I told them that we were with a police officer. And they checked it out, and they told me that there is no Detective Dean Winchester." Her voice said.

"Beck…" Sam began but she cut him off.

"No, I don't understand why you would lie to me about something like that." She said.

"We're tryin to help." Sam argued

"Oh, trying to help? Do you realize that that was a sealed crime scene? This could have just ruined Zack's case." She told him.

"Bec, I'm sorry, but…" But before he could finish he was cut off.

"No goodbye Sam." She said before she hung up on hm.

Dean closed the trunk and walked over to him, "I hate to say it, but that's exactly what I'm talkin' about. You lie to your friends because if they knew the real you, they'd be freaked. It's just—it'd be easier if…" He cut himself off.

"If I was like you," Sam replied.

"Hey, man, like it or not, we are not like other people. But I'll tell you one thing. This whole gig being hunters and Charmed Ones…it ain't without perks." Dean explained and held up a gun for Sam. Sam took it and put it in his pocket.

Dean held another to Phoebe who hesitated ad first. Sam took hers and tucked it behind his jeans as well. "Just stay close to me, Pheebs." Sam said. "I have an active power and can fend him off." He replied as they walked away.

Mrs. Chaos House

Mark and Piper showed up early the next morning after dropping Adam off at school. "Are you sure this is going to work?" Piper asked after ringing the door bell.

"If you speak her language she will trust you," Mark replied.

Mrs. Chao walked outside, "Can I help you?" She asked in English.

"Hello," Mark said in Chinese and Piper followed suit. "My name is Piper, I need to talk to you," She had no idea what she was saying.

"You speak Chinese?" Mrs. Chao asked also in Chinese.

"Berlitz, its about Mark." Mar coached her to say and Piper repeated.

"You know where he is?" Mrs. Chao asked.

Mark looked confused, "She asked if you know where I am," He said.

"You…you don't?" Piper asked her in English.

"No," Mrs. Chao replied. "And im worried sick I haven't heard from him since his birthday." She replied.

"The police haven't notified her yet?" Mark asked.

"How's that possible," Piper whispered but Mrs. Chao heard her, "I mean that he hasn't called yet." She quickly covered.

"I don't know, its not like him. when did you last see him?" She asked her.

"Um, well…" Piper began. She was hesitating, she was still so new to spirits and witchcraft.

"Piper, you have to tell her." Mark began. "You have to tell her where my body is so she can bury me." He reminded.

"I can't... er, I can't remember the last time actually but if I see him or hear from him I-I'll let you know." She told her.

"Thank you, thank you," Mrs. Chao said.

Piper began walking down the stairs and Mrs. Chao went back into her house and closed the door. "You cant walk away, Piper, you have to tell her." He said and turned back to run into the house. "Mom No!" He yelled walking to the door; it a light glowed over the door and he was thrown back into the yard. The amulet next to the door glowed as well.

"What happened?" Piper asked him as she raced to help him as he was flown through the yard.

"She's got the house protected against ghosts. All the Chinese fairytales she told me growing up were true. And I'm gonna burn in hell." He explained.

~PO3~

Down in the sewer, Sam and Dean held their guns out while Phoebe held the flashlight for Sam. Dean had his own.

"I think we're getting close to its lair." Dean replied.

Phoebe turned to him with narrowed eyes, "Why do you say that?" She asked.

"Because there's another puke inducing pile next to Sam's face." Dean said with a point.

Sam turned around and saw the pile of Blood and skin on a nearby pipe. "Oh god!" He said with a disgusted voice.

"Eew," Phoebe said.

They looked around the area and saw a pile of clothes in a corner, "Looks like its lived here for a while." Dean said.

"Who knows how many murders he's gotten away with?" Sam said.

"SAMMY!" Phoebe screeched as the Shapeshifter came out of nowhere appearing behind Dean.

"Phoebe what?" Dean asked concerned.

Sam looked behind Dean, "DEAN!" He yelled seeing the shapeshifter.

Dean turned around in time to get punched by the shapeshifter. "Son of a…" Sam said trying to shoot it. he threw out his other hand and tried to send it flying but one of the pipes down there came loose instead. He went to help Dean up,

"Get the son of a bitch!" Dean ordered his brother and cousin who took off running in that direction closely followed by Dean,

~PO3~

Street

When the three witches got up to the street they looked around. "Lets split up, Phoebe you go with Sammy since your power cant defend you," Dean said "I'll meet you around the other side,"

"Alright." Sam said and him and Phoebe walked one way while Dean walked another.

~PO3~

Dean walked with his gun out and found everyone he walked by staring at him. "Ugh," He groaned and put the gun in the back of his jeans. Then he flicked his wrists and froze the street he was on. He took his gun back out and began to look for the shapeshifter before everything unfroze.

Halliwell-Winchester Manor

Prue was standing over the stove scrubbing it down with a sponge. Adam walked in with John's journal in his hands. He was determined to figure out the coordinates for his brother. When he looked up and saw Prue he asked, "Man trouble?"

"I don't want to talk about it," she said scrubbing harder in the stovetop. "What are you doing? Wasn't that in Dean's room?" She asked seeing the journal.

"I don't want to talk about it." He repeated his eldest cousin and grabbed a sponge and started cleaning.

Prue put her hand on Adam's stopping him in his tracks in the cleaning process. "Okay, you never clean and you talk about anything. What's up?" She asked looking him in the eyes.

If there was one person, he could confide in-in the family it was Prue. "Okay." He said and walked over to the journal. "Dean, Sam and I have been trying to figure out where these coordinates point to. It could be the location of our father." He explained.

"Is he hurt?" Prue asked concerned.

"We have no idea. I keep trying to get a premonition; but no use." Adam replied sadly.

"We will find him, Adam. All of us. Together." She pointed out. "I am tired of Dean not including us in on things like this." She said picking up the Journal and handing it to him. "I will ask Andy about the coordinates when we make up." She added.

"Why didn't we think of that," Adam whispered loud enough for her to hear. "We didn't want to get him involved." He added. Before he could explain Piper and Mark walked in.

"Hey guys, you have to see this," she said and grabbed the TV remote.

"They found my body," Mark said just as Piper clicked the TV on.

"Although police report that the body was burned beyond recognition…" The reporter began

"Its finally over," Mark sighed in relief.

"Personal effects found at the scene, preliminarily identify him as Tony Wong, head of the Chinese triad.

Mark frowned in confusion, "That can't be, that's the guy who killed me," he said as a picture of the man appeared on the screen.

Adam closed his eyes as he felt a vision coming on.

Premonition

Tony loading bullets into a gun

End of premonition

"Wait, I think I see him, the Wong guy, he's alive." Adam said as he focused on the vision.

"Of course, he's still alive, that's me they found." Mark retorted.

Prue turned to her cousin, "Can you see where he is now?" She asked.

"I saw a sign," Adam said and grabbed a pen from his pocket and wrote something on his hand. This was probably why he had this power over his brothers; he could remember things easily.

"I don't understand why Wong would wanna kill me. I never did anything to him." Mark said.

"Yeah, but you look a lot like him. maybe he used you to fake his own death." Prue explained to him putting the pieces together in her mind.

Adam had just gotten done drawing the two symbols he saw in his vision and held up his hand for Mark to see, "What the hell does that mean?" He asked.

"Warhai imports." Mark answered right away. "It's a warehouse in Chinatown." He added.

~PO3~

Saint Louis

Sam and Phoebe looked around the street, Sam put his gun away and decided his power would be better suited for a chase. "Anything Pheebs?" He asked

"Not yet." She said.

As soon as they got to the corner "Hey," Dean said, and they both turned around. "Anything?" He asked.

Sam shook his head, "No, he's gone."

"Alright, let's get back to the car." Dean said to the two witches. Sam and Phoebe crossed the street. As a car drove by Dean the lights hit his eyes and they temporarily glowed.

"You think he found another way underground?" Sam asked his brother and cousin.

'Dean' looked at him, "Yeah probably. You got the keys?" He asked Sam.

"I do…" Phoebe said putting her hands into her pockets to retrieve the car keys.

Sam narrowed his eyes, "Hey didn't Dad once face a shapeshifter in San Antonio?" He asked his brother.

'Dean' instantly replied, "Oh that as Austin. It turned out not to be a shape shifter, it was a thought form. A psychic projection, remember?" He asked.

"Oh right," Sam said and three the keys. "Here ya go." He said.

'Dean' caught the keys and walked over to the trunk and opened it up and saw all the weapons and he laughed.

Phoebe watched him skeptically, "Dean you, okay?" Phoebe asked as she felt herself being roughly pulled behind Sam.

Sam grabbed Phoebe and pulled her behind him, "Don't move!" He said. 'Dean' turned and saw him pointing the gun his way. "What have you done with him?" Sam asked.

"Dude, chill, it's me, alright?" 'Dean' said.

"No, I don't think so, where's my brother?" He asked.

"You're about to shoot him." 'Dean' replied "Sam, calm down." He added. "Phoebe." He said turning to her for help.

"Sam, what are you doing?" Phoebe asked.

Sam, not taking his eyes off Dean replied to them both, "You caught those keys with your left. Your shoulder was hurt." He explained.

"Yeah, it's better. What do you want me to do, cry?" 'Dean' asked.

"You're not my brother." Sam insisted.

"Why don't you pull that trigger then?" 'Dean asked. "hm. Cause you're not sure. Dude, you know me." He added.

"Don't." Sam said.

The shapeshifter paused before hitting Sam twice with a crowbar and he fell to the ground. He turned to Phoebe, "Your next." He said and he whacked her on the head with it.

~PO3~

In an unknown location in St. Louis, Sam had awakened next to Phoebe in a dingy, dusty room. His hands were bound to a wooden post as were Phoebe's, who was still unconscious. The shapeshifter walked over to him and backhanded him.

Sam groaned, "Where is he? Where is Dean?" He demanded.

"I wouldn't worry about him. I'd worry about you." 'Dean' said.

"Where is he?" Sam repeated trying to break through the thick ropes that bound his wrists.

"You really don't want to know." The shapeshifter said with a chuckle. "I swear the more I learn about you and your family…I thought I came from a bad background." He said and then paused for a moment at the memories kicked in.

"What do you mean, Learn?" Sam asked confused.

The shapeshifter grabbed his head as he saw the triquetra in his mind, "Isn't that interesting?" He whispered to himself before he looked at Sam. "Well, well, what have we here?" he asked. "He's sure got issues with you. You got to go to college. You had to stay home. I had to go with Dad You don't think I had dreams of my own? But Dad needed me. Where the hell were you?" He asked.

"Where is my brother?" Sam asked getting tired of this guy already. He was trying to adjust his hands to break the ropes.

"I am your brother. See, deep down, I'm just jealous. You got friends. You could have a life. Me? I know I'm a freak. And sooner or later, everybody's gonna leave me." The shapeshifter said and started backing away.

"What are you talking about?" Sam asked.

"You left. Well, actually, you stayed at the house. Hell, I did everything Dad asked me to, and he ditched me, too. No explanation, nothin', just poof. Left me with your sorry ass and our cousins' sorry asses. But, still, this life? It's not without its perks." He said with a laugh. "I meet the nicest people. Like little Becky. You know, Dean would bang her if he had the chance. Let's see what happens."

Before he could do anything else he had looked at the two cousins in front of him. the shapeshifters eyes widened in shock when he 'learned' a new memory. "The Power of Three?" He asked in surprised and then turned to Sam with a mischievous look, "So, you're not just a couple of Hunters or witches but the Charmed Ones." He leaned down to come to eye level with Sam, "I'd love to kill all of you. When I am finished here, I will go to San Francisco and kill the other three witches." He said before putting a sheet over Sam's head.

Chinatown Warehouse

Piper and Mark into the building, Piper holding a newspaper. Adam had gone to school due to a big test. Otherwise, he would have gone with them. "Where is your cousin?" Mark asked in concern.

Piper turned to him, "Oh. He went to school." She answered. "They have some big test today and he couldn't miss it." She explained.

Mark smiled in understanding, "Tests determine your future, its good he went." He said proudly. "I just don't know about this. I think its too dangerous." He explained.

"Its your only chance," Piper said.

"Piper, listen to me. You don't wanna go up there. Those men pulled the trigger on me without even thinking. They'll kill you." He said.

"I can freeze things, remember?" She reminded him.

"But there's three thugs in there." He said.

"Keep talking,"

"With guns," he added.

"Even better." She concluded.

"Wait, wait, wait," Mark said pointing at the amulet, "They've got an amulet on the door, can't go in." He said and Piper rolled her eyes slightly and unhooked it and threw it on the floor. "Never mind." He muttered. "Scared?" He asked

"Terrified. Trust me. That's a good thing." She said and barged right into the room. Before the men could grab there guns she flicked her wrists and froze the room. "Okay, phew, we gotta hurry." Piper said putting the paper into Tony's hands. She grabbed a camera from her bag and held it up to her face, "Say cheese." She said and clicked the button.

As soon as the flash was made the room unfroze, "Run!" Mark said and ran out the door with Piper.

Tony and his men follow them all the way out to Piper's car. He grabbed a pen and wrote down the license plate number of the car that just sped off down the street.

~PO3~

Baker High

Adam had just finished taking his test when the principal stopped him in the hallway. "Adam, you got a minute?" He asked.

"Oh boy. What'd I do now?" He only half joked and walked with the principal.

As soon as they got to the office, the counselor was in there and the principal closed the door.

"Mr. Winchester." The councilor said. "We have been looking over your grades and wanted to inform you; with how well you are doing, you have the opportunity to graduate early." He explained.

Adam looked at them with wide eyes and shocked, "Really?" He asked.

"Really." The principal said.

The counselor explained further, "If you decide to take this route, then the end of the semester will be your last. You will have to return for the graduation ceremony with the rest of your class." She said.

Adam was filled with relief of not being stuck at school anymore and could go out with his brothers and cousins in magical cases now. "Okay." He nodded.

"Let me get the paperwork. You just need to sign and take it home for a guardian to sign." The principal said and walked out of the office to fetch the paperwork

San Francisco PD

Piper walked out of the station and back over to Mark, who was standing beside her car. "Okay, all set. I snuck the photograph into Andy's inner office mail." Piper explained as she approached him.

"My after life is in the hands of a cop named Andy." Mark said with a little disbelief.

Piper caught the tone of disbelief and smiled slightly, "He's and inspector and he's very good, Mark." She assured him of that. "After he sees Wong is alive, he'll know exactly what to do." She explained,

"Bust Wong maybe, but that doesn't help me." Mark replied. "They wont have any way of identifying the body is mine." He said.

Piper racked her brain; she wished Sam were here to explain better. After all he was the one who went to law school. "You know, I think you ran into the wrong witch." Piper said with a slight smirk. "My cousin, knows everything there is to know about this kind of thing." She explained. "I put your name in with the picture. Andy will get dental records or something and match it up. All we have to do is keep Yama away from you until then." She explained further.

"I don't know what to say," Mark said.

"Don't say anything. I made you a promise, didn't I?" She asked him and opened the car door for him. she didn't notice Andy walking towards her, "As much as I like you, I have no intention of joining you." She said.

"Talking to yourself huh?" Andy asked her as soon as he approached her.

Piper quickly closed the door and turned to look at him, "Andy. Hi." She said. "Yeah, um, its an old habit, I do it all the time." She added.

"My mom used to call it 'interesting conversation with an interesting person'." He laughed at the memory.

"Yeah?" Piper asked. "Interesting." She said.

"Very." Mark said although Andy was unable to hear him.

"Not that its not a pleasure but what are you doing here?" Andy asked her suddenly.

"Oh, nothing you know, just passing by." Piper said.

"Prue tell you what's going on?" He asked

Piper shook her head, "No, well, yeah, I mean sort of. Kind of screwed up, huh?" She asked.

"Any Idea what I should do?" He asked.

"Oh, that Andy," Mark muttered.

"Yeah," piper replied to her ghostly friend and then turned back to Andy. "I mean, yeah, just give her some space, let her work through it." she said. She felt slightly bad, so she added, "I think she is just worried about Sam. He went with Dean and Phoebe to see one of Sam's former college friends."

Andy nodded his head in understanding, "How is he holding up? I know it's only been a few weeks, but I am here if he needs to talk to someone," he told her.

Piper shook her head, "You guys have always been good friends." She said and hugged him.

"Thanks. Take care," Andy said and returned the hug,

After they were done hugging Andy walked into the building and Piper turned to Mark who was looking at her, "What?" She asked.

"You're a really sweet person, you know that?" Mark asked and then continued. "No, I mean that. I wanna take you somewhere. Something I wanna do for you." He said and walked through the car to sit down.

~PO3~

Rebecca Warrens house

A nock on the door caused Rebecca to open her door, "Oh, hi," she said and her face fell. She saw Dean standing there.

"I know what you're gonna say." He said.

"Oh, do you?" She asked harshly.

"Well, no, not exactly. But I can take a guess. Get off my porch?" He mocked and she laughed.

"Tats about right," she said.

"I admit it, we lied. Thought I'd try and explain myself. Sam told me not to come, but, you know, I thought, what the hell, I have to try." He said and smiled.

~PO3~

In an unknown location Sam was trying with all his might to break free from the ropes but they were too tight. He was a little rusty. "Dammit!" He said and turned to Phoebe. "Pheebs." He called out softly.

"Sam?" She asked; she couldn't see with the hood over her head and they both heard someone coughing.

"That better be you, Sam, Phoebe, and not that freak of nature." Dean said from the other side he also had a hood over his head.

"Yeah, it's us," Sam assured. Dean managed to uncover himself from the sheet and tried to undo his ropes. "He went to Rebecca's looking like you," Sam said.

"Well, he's not stupid. He picked the handsome one," Dean quipped with a smirk continuing to struggle through the ropes.

Phoebe shook her head' Sam could tell she had rolled her eyes, "Cousins," She commented.

~PO3~

Rebecca Warrens House

Rebecca and the shapeshifter Dean were sitting n front of the fireplace in her living room, "So, your saying that there's something out there that made itself look like my brother?" She asked in confusion.

"Mmhmm," Came the response.

"What'd you call it?" She asked.

"A shapeshifter." He repeated and she laughed and rolled her eyes, "Yeah, maybe we're crazy. But what if we're not? I mean, look, you said it yourself that Zack was in two places at once. Now, tell me how that can happen." He explained.

She got the clue and started thinking, "Okay, so, this thing—it can make itself look like anybody?" She asked

"That's right," The shapeshifter said.

"Well, what is it, like a genetic freak?" She asked.

The shapeshifter laughed, "Maybe. Evolution is about mutation, right? So, maybe this thing was born human but was different. Hideous and hated. Until he learned to become someone else."

As soon as the words left his mouth Rebecca suddenly felt uncomfortable

The shapeshifter's eyes glint silver, and he smiled

~PO3~

Unknown location

"Enough of this," Sam whispered to himself. He managed to be able to adjust his fingers just right and started twirling it behind him. the ropes started loosening themselves. "that's the thing. He didn't just look like you, he was you. Or he was becoming you." He explained as his own ropes were loosening as he used his power to do so.

Dean finally made his way out of the ropes. "What do you mean?" He asked.

"I don't know, it was like he was downloading your thought and memories," Sam explained.

"You mean, like the Vulcan mind meld?" Dean asked confused.

Sam looked towards his direction, "Yeah, somethin' like that. I mean, maybe that's why he doesn't just kill us."

Dean got up and walked over to Sam, when he saw Sam was using his power to loosen his own ropes, he walked over and removed the hood from Phoebe's head and began working on her ropes, "Maybe he needs to keep us alive. Psychic connection." He explained.

Sam loosened the rope and it fell to the floor and he was free from them. He walked over to Phoebe and flicked his finger, her ropes loosened as well, "Hands. Yeah. Come on, we gotta go. He's probably at Rebecca's already." He said.

The three witches climb out of the window and walk out towards the street. Come on. We gotta find a phone, call the police." Sam said linking arms with Phoebe.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You're gonna put an APB out on me." Dean asked.

Sam shrugged, "Sorry." He said.

"What do you propose we do, Dean?" Phoebe asked. She wanted to get everything about being a hunter down in her head.

Dean looked at her, "This way," he said and they three of them started walking down the street.

Rebecca Warrens house

"It's funny." 'Dean' Said "I kind of understand him. He's all alone—close to no one. All he wants is for someone to love him. He's like me." He explained and Rebecca started looking uncomfortable. "You know, everybody needs a little human touch now and then. It's so hard to be different." He tucked Rebecca's hair behind her ear and she shrugged away.

"You should go." Rebecca said. 'Dean' leaned in and whispered something into her ear. She looked at him with a horrified expression, "You are disgusting, just get the hell out of here!" She yelled at him.

"Rebecca, just calm down." 'Dean' said and stood up.

"Calm down? What is wrong with you?" She asked him.

'Dean' looked at her, "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?" He asked.

She walked towards the phone, "I'm calling the police." She said

'Dean' walked over to her and grabbed her phone and threw it on the floor. Rebecca screamed and tried running away but he tripped her and she fell to the ground. He straddled her legs and began tying her hands with the telephone cord. "Give me your hands!" He yelled. When she continued to scream he ordered, "Shut up!"

~PO3~

Mark's apartment

Piper and Mark walked inside his old apartment, "This is your place?" Piper asked as she looked around. "It's beautiful." She said.
"Thanks," Was his reply.

Piper picked up a book and looked at it, "Camus, I'm impressed." She said.

"I wish I had a chance to finish it. of course I can say that about almost everything I guess." He said.

Piper looked in the book and read off a quote, "'I love this world is a dead world, and always there comes an hour where on is weary of prisons and all one craves for is a warm face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart'."

"I like that part." Mark said.

"Me too," She replied.

"Listen, if your cop friend comes through, maybe I'll get a chance to ask Camus himself how it turns out. I want you to reach for something." He pointed to a small box sitting on top of a book shelf. "Open it." He ordered slightly.

Piper retrieved the box and they both sat on the couch and opened the box. She pulled out some letters written in Chinese, "What are they?" Piper asked curiously.

"My grandfathers recipes. My dad translated them when I was born. They've been serveing these in my family's restaurant for decades." He explained. "They're yours." He added.

Piper shook her head, "But they belong in your family." She argued slightly

"I want you to have them. For everything you've done for me. I just ask one favor. Use them for your sisters surprise birthday party." He wished.

"Prue doesn't want a party," Piper muttered sadly. What made her even sadder was her cousins and sister may not be back in time for the party anyways.

"Birthdays are important. I know, I walked out of my last one and it never occurred to me that I wouldn't get another. She may not know it but she needs to celebrate her birthday, we all do. Don't take it for granted." He explained to her. "I have faith your cousins and other sister will return by then. I may not know your family very well but I know they wouldn't miss something like this." He explained further.

Piper smiled at that and said, "I hope so," She said

~PO3~

Rebecca Warrens house

Rebecca had been tied to a chair, beaten and bloody. 'Dean' stood before her, "You're a nice girl, Rebecca. I mean, I liked you. Believe me, that makes this harder." He said and held ip a knife and examined it. "But I gotta do what I gotta do." He moved towards her when he suddenly heard a crash from another room of the house. Rebecca screamed and he covered her mouth and held the knife to her throat. "Shhhh." He soothed. "If it's your witch friend, Sam. Boy is he going to like this." He said walking into another room of the house.

SWAT runs into the room to find Rebecca bound to a chair and she points to another room "In there." She said through the cover on her mouth.

The shapeshifter entered and closed the door, looking around frantically. He moved to a set of doors leading out to a balcony. Just as he opened the doors, the S.W.A.T team entered, "Freeze! Drop the knife! Drop the knife! Drop the knife!" an officer ordered. The shapeshifter threw the knife at the police officer and the rest of the team began shooting there guns. He kicked one of the men, then went outside and jumped off the balcony, onto the grass below. "Come on! Come on! Go! Go!" The officer ordered as the shapeshifter ran away, while the team continued to shoot and miss him several times.

~PO3~

Sam, Phoebe and Dean walked next to a window with a TV inside. It happened to be the news displaying recent events. "An anonymous tip led police to a home in the Central West End, where a S.W.A.T team discovered a local woman bound and gagged. Her attacker, a white male, approximately twenty-four to thirty years of age, was discovered hiding in her home." A sketch of Dean appeared on the screen.

"Man!" Dean whined. "That's not even a good picture." He said.

Sam looked around cautiously, "Its good enough." He said and began to walk away with Phoebe in tow.

"Man!" Dean said again.

They made there way to an alley and stopped when they were out of sight of people. "Come on. They said attempted murder at least we know," Sam cut himself off.

"I didn't kill her." Dean finished his brothers sentence.

"We'll check with Rebecca in the morning and see if she is alright." Phoebe promised Sam.

"Alright but first I want to find that handsome devil and kick the holy crap out of him." Dean said and they stopped walking.

"We have no weapons. No silver bullets." Sam reminded him. "We don't even have 'The Power of Three.' Without Adam here." He explained.

"Sam, the guys walkin' around with my face, okay, it's a little personal, I wanna find him." Dean explained.

"Okay, where do we look?" Sam asked.

"Well, we could start with the sewers." Dean suggested.

"We have no weapons." Phoebe reminded them.

Sam piped up at that moment, "We have our powers. Do you think the three of us can channel the Power of Three?" He asked his brother and cousin. They didn't have time to wonder whether they could or not. "He stole our guns, we need more."

"The car?" Phoebe suggested.

"I'm betting he drove over to Rebecca's," Dean said.

"The news said he fled on foot. I bet it's still parked there." Sam said.

"The thought of him driving my car!" Dean bellowed.

"Alright, come on." Sam said leading Dean and Phoebe towards Rebecca's house.

"It's killin' me," Dean added

"Let it go, Dean." Phoebe said annoyed.

~PO3~

Rebecca's house

The three witches walked around the side of the house amd sw the impala. "Oh, there she is!" Dean said in relief. "Finally, something went right tonight." A police car appeared and parked next to the impala. "Oh, crap." he said, and they turned around but another police car parked a few yards away. "This way, this way." He moved towards a fence.

"Dean," Phoebe whispered and did a small gesture.

Dean got the hint and flicked his wrists, and everyone froze. "You go! I'll hold them off." Sam said.

"What are you thinking about? They'll catch you." Dean said.

"Look, they can't hold me. Just go, keep out of sight. Meet me at Rebecca's. and stay out of the sewers alone." He said and Dean climbed over the fence. Before Phoebe could follow the scene unfroze.

"We mean it!" Phoebe yelled after him.

"Yeah yeah," Dean said from the other side.

"Don't move! Keep your hands where I can see 'em." Sam and Phoebe raise their hands in the air.

~PO3~

Halliwell-Winchester Manor

Prue sat in her bedroom flicking through the channels on the TV when Adam walked in, "What are you doing?" He asked.

"Just flicking through channels." She said casually.

Adam shook his head, "You don't flick, you never flick." He reminded her.

"Well, I flick now." She said and then looked at him. "You look great. Why are you smiling?" She asked.

Adam pulled a paper from his back pocket and handed it to her, "I need you to sign that." He said.

Prue read over the paper and gasped, "Graduate early? This is good!" She said.

"Can you believe I get this opportunity? It was such a surprise!" He yelled proudly.

"It's been a week of surprises." Prue agreed.

"Speaking of surprises, what are you going to do about Andy?" He asked.

"I don't know. Andy kept something from me, but the truth is I keep something from him every day. And it's not like I'll ever be able to tell him about our secret, so what's the point?" She asked.

Adam looked at her, "Prue, we're the Charmed Ones. Not the Cursed Ones." He pointed out, "We have lives just like everyone else. Call him, go see him, do something. Give to get, that's the secret of life, not our powers." He explained. "Can you believe its actually me saying this?!" He asked.

As Prue changed the TV station, she saw something on the Tv about St. Louis, "Ads," she said and turned up the volume.

"Breaking!" The reporter on the TV was talking, "An anonymous tip led police to a home in the Central West End of St. Louis, where a S.W.A.T team discovered a local woman bound and gagged. Her attacker, a white male, approximately twenty-four to thirty years of age, was discovered hiding in her home." He explained as a sketch of Dean appeared on the Television screen.

"What the hell happened?" Adam asked with his arms folded, staring at the TV.

"I keep getting Sam's voicemail," Prue said with the phone to her ear.

~PO3~

Piper and Mark walked into the foyer, "You okay?" She asked him.

"I was just thinking, walking under the stars, what's really up there, what's waiting for me." He asked.

"I don't know. Maybe you can give me a hint when you get there." Piper teased.

"I don't want this night to ever end. I'm not ready to say goodbye, Piper." He told her.

Piper held her hand near his face, "Close your eyes. Pretend you can feel my hand on your skin, that my touch gives you comfort."

"No…" Mark began

"Just close your eyes," She ordered quietly.

They move there lips together as close as they can. It looked like they were kissing without touching. "Where were you my whole life?" He asked her. Suddenly the front door burst open and two of Tony's men ran in. they grabbed Piper and carried her outside, "No! Piper! Help! Somebody help!" He yelled. "Help! Adam!"

Adam and Prue ran downstairs at that moment both on alert. "What's wrong?" Prue asked.

"Where's Piper?" Adam asked looking around.

"They took her. Wong's men took Piper." He said.

Adam had a look of fury on his face, "Do you know where they took her?" He asked "I'm calling Andy." He said and went to grab the Phone.

Prue shook her head, "No, do it from the car, lets go. We've got to find her." Prue explained and they ran out of the house.

"Even if it takes all night." Mark said following them out.

~PO3~

The next morning, Dean stood behind his car at the trunk getting a Gun and loading it, "I'm sorry, Sam. But you know me—I just can't wait." He said closing the trunk and walking away.

~PO3~

Sewer

Dean looked around he came across a chamber filled with candles and chains. Revolting piles of skin and blood on the floor. Dean heard a noise and moved to another area of the sewer. He found a large figure covered with a sheet. He removed it and saw Rebecca. Her hands and feet bound together with rope. "Rebecca?" He asked

Rebecca's House

Sam and Phoebe sat on the couch having a beer, talking to 'Rebecca' aka the shapeshifter. "So, say this shapeshifter is real. By the way, you know you're crazy? But, um, say it is real. How do you stop it?" She asked. Replacing Sam's empty beer bottle with a new one.

"I don't want any beer. Thanks." Phoebe said politely grabbing Rebecca's arm. As soon as she did that she was pulled into a vision

Premonition

Dean in the sewer with Rebecca who was bound with rope

End of premonition

"Sammy!" Phoebe said sternly as she let go of Rebecca's arm.

"Thanks," Sam sighed not getting his cousins look of fear on her face. "Silver bullet to the heart." He answered his friends question.

"You are crazy." Rebecca said and hit him over the head with the empty bottle. He fell to the floor unconscious.

"SAM!" Phoebe yelled to her cousin. Rebecca punched Phoebe in the face and she fell to the floor unconscious as well.

~PO3~

Sewer

Dean was untying Rebecca's ropes, "What happened?" He asked

Rebecca was crying at this point, "I was walking home, and everything just went white. Someone hit me over the head, and I wound up here just in time to see that thing turn into me. I don't know, how is that even possible?" She asked.

"Okay, okay. It's okay." He said and finished untying her. "Come on. Can you walk?" He asked and she nodded. "Okay, we gotta hurry. Sam and Phoebe went to see you." He told her and led her the way out.

Rebecca's house

The shapeshifter morphed back into Dean and was currently tying Sam's hands and feet then walked into the kitchen. "What are you gonna do to me?" Sam asked.

"Oh, I'm not gonna do anything. Dean will though." 'Dean' Said.

"They'll never catch him." Sam said. "We will find a way to fix this." He explained.

"Oh, doesn't matter. Murder in the first of his own brother? He'll be hunted the rest of his life." He picked up a sharp knife and examined it. soon after he dragged Sam to the living room. "I must say, I will be sorry to lose this skin. Your brother's got a lot of good qualities. You should appreciate him more than you do." He added and poured himself a drink. "Cheers." He took a drink, then picked up the knife from the kitchen and stuck it into the edge of the pool table.

Sam lifted his legs and kicked the shapeshifter, who fell to the ground. "Phoebe, try to free yourself from the rope with the knife. I'm gonna keep him busy." He said and got up. Flicking his fingers behind him and freeing himself from the ropes.

'Dean' got up and Sam grabbed a pool que and swung it at him. 'Dean' grabs his arm mid swing, "Oh, you son of a bitch." 'Dean' cursed, and he and Sam started fighting. "Not bad little brother." 'Dean' said as Sam tried to pin him to the ground.

"You're not him." Sam assured himself and they continued to fight. Finally, the shapeshifter threw Sam into a bookshelf, and it fell on top of Sam. He was knocked out with blood coming from his head.

"Sammy?" Phoebe whispered and saw the shifter looking at her as she was now free. "Uh hi." She said

The shifter grabbed her and started choking her "Sam," She managed to let out.

'Dean' looking at Phoebe, "I wonder if the others are as pathetic as you." He said and then smirked evilly. "Oh." He said. "The Charmed Ones are still coming into their powers. That's why you aren't putting up much of a fight." He answered himself.

Meanwhile Sam was knocked out.

Sam's subconscious

Sam looked around and saw all white. The couch he and Jess used to sit on was the only thing not covered with fog. "Sam." A familiar voice said.

"Jess?" Sam asked looking around. "What's going on? Am I dead?" He asked. He never thought it would end this way.

"No," Jess said as she appeared before him walking out of the fog. "Sam, you have been distracted lately. Use your magic and save your cousin." She ordered calmly.

Sam gasped, "You knew?" he asked; shocked.

"No, when I died, I was shown the truth; I understood why you were never at my apartment. You were helping people." She said and held out her hands and they glowed a golden color. "Sam. Save your cousin." She said and Sam took her hands.

"I don't want to leave you." He said as his body glowed a golden color.

"You have to move on, Sam," Jess said sadly. "I'm in a better place now." She added.

Sam's head wound glowed a gold color and began healing, "Jess?" His voice rasped out as he came too. He looked up and saw Phoebe in the hands of the shifter. "Pheebs!" He yelled.

The shifter looked at Sam in complete shock, "That's impossible! Your head landed first on the bookshelf. You should be dead!" He said.

"Let her go!" Sam said and threw out his arm. The shifter was sent flying backwards and loosened his grip in Phoebe. "Pheebs, you, okay?" He asked helping her up.

"I'll be alright Sam." She assured.

The shifter flew into another bookshelf with glass. "Impressive." He said to Sam as he got up. "To bad little brother isn't here to help finish me off!" He taunted and jumped towards Sam. "Even as kids I could always kick your asses." Dean said and grabbed the pool cue Sam dropped earlier.

As soon as 'Dean' was about to swing it at Sam. Sam had thrown his hand out and sent him flying across the room again. The shifter got up and advanced towards them again. Sam kept sending him flying until he could figure out what to do.

"Hey!" Dean's voice was heard from the other room. The two heard a gunshot and then another right after. Dean appeared and shot the shapeshifter in the heart twice. He fell to the ground dead.

"Sam!" Rebecca yelled. She had witnessed the entire thing; even Sam's use of magic.

Dean grabbed his necklace from the shapeshifters neck and yanked it off. "That's mine." He said to the dead body.

Chinatown warehouse

Piper was tied to a chair and Tony was loading bullets into his gun. "The first time I saw you, I thought you were a ghost." He said to her.

"These ropes are really tight, if you could just untie my hands." She suggested and then turned to him, "Why did you kill Mark?" She asked.

"I needed his identity." He said and grabbed her hair after walking to her. "Who else knows I'm alive? I had plans. I had a boat ready to take me to Hong Kong. I had a whole new life and you screwed it all up." He said.

San Francisco PD

Andy sat at his dest and someone put an envelope in front of him, "Thanks," He said and opened it up and pulled out the picture of Tony Wong.

Warehouse

Prue and Adam walk into the warehouse and Mark ran down the stairs. "Quick, they have her upstairs." He said to them. "Look out!" He warned as one of the men came out with a gun.

Prue gasped and narrowed her eyes the guy with the gun landed into a pile of boxes.

~PO3~

Tony heard the commotion from upstairs, "I'll take her. You shoot anyone who comes through that door." He ordered his men and started to untie Piper's hands.

~PO3~

Adam went to open the door, Prue narrowed her eyes and the door flew open knocking one of the men unconscious as the door slammed into his face.

Prue walked in followed by Adam. Tony fired his gun and the bullet made it way towards Adam "Look out!" She yelled and threw up her now free hands and froze the room.

Adam stared at the bullet that was mere inches from his face, "Thanks Cuz," He whispered gratefully.

"Right back at you, cous." She replied pleasantly as he and Prue began untying Piper.

"How long does this last again?" Mark asked seeing the bullet frozen in mid-air.

"Not very," Piper answered. just as she did the room unfroze. And the bullet hit th statue instead.

Tony was caught off guard as his prisoner was now free and her two companions now beside her. "Who are you people?" He asked

Prue responded by squinting her eyes at him and he found himself thrown out of the room and rolling down the stairs.

~PO3~

Tony landed on the floor and got up and walked outside, "Police, Freeze!" Andy yelled. The entire building was surrounded by cops.

Tony went to fire his gun but Andy shot him. he fell to the floor lifeless.

Upstairs Prue, Piper and Adam watched helplessly as they watched the scene unfld. "I've never seen anybody killed before." Piper stated.

"Jeremy," Prue reminded.

"Javna." Adam pointed out.

"I meant humans." Piper reiterated her statement.

"Come on, lets get out of here before Andy sees us." Prue ordered and they took off out a back door and through an alley.

Tony's spirt ran with them upon seeing them. "Wong." Mark stated.

Tony looked at him in shock, "But your dead." He said confused.

"Yeah, so are you." Mark replied.
Yama appeared at that moment holding a spear. "Mark, I think you should get out of here." Piper said,

Mark grabbed Tony, "Make a wish, bastard." He said and threw him ino the spear. It sucked him up. Yama moved closer to Mark.

Piper ran in front of him as if to shield him from Yama, "No, you cant take him. he's a good man, he doesn't belong with you." She pleaded with him.

Yama tried to move forward but found the other two witches joined by Piper's side. He hesitated and then disappeared.

Rebecca Warrens house

Dean stood by the impala with Phoebe looking at the map for the way home. Rebecca abd Sam came outside. "So, this is what you do? You and your family, you hunt down these kinds of things?" She asked him.

"Yeah, pretty much." Sam answered.

"I cant believe it. I mean I saw it with my own eyes. And I mean, does everybody at school…nobody knows you do this?" She asked.

"No," Sam answered with a shake of his head.

"Did Jessica know?" She asked

"No," Sam said. "She didn't."

"Must be lonely." Rebecca stated.

"Oh, no. No, it's not so bad. Anyway, what can I do? It's my family." Sam said.

Rebecca laughed, "Well, you know, Zack and me, we really miss you." She said.

"I miss you guys too." He said and hugged her.

"Sam, that thing told me you are a witch. that's how you sent him flying across the room with your hand." She said. "Secret is safe with me." She whispered.

"Thank you," Sam said gratefully.

"Well, will you call me sometime?" She asked.

"It might not be for a little while." He said to her, and she went back inside the house. Sam walked over to the car.

"So, what about your friend, Zack?" Dean asked.

Sam frowned, "Cops are blamin' this Dean Winchester guy for Emily's murder. They found the murder weapon in the guy's lair, Zack's clothes stained with her blood. Now they're thinking maybe the surveillance tape was tampered with. Yeah, Becca says Zack will be released soon." He said with a smile

Dean got into the car, "Sorry man." He said as he turned the engine on and started driving.

"About what?" Sam asked confused.

"I really wish things could be different, you know? I wish sometimes I never came home." He said honestly.

"Why are you saying that?" Sam asked. "We love having you home." He said.

Dean smiled at that and then said, "You know, I gotta say…I'm sorry I'm gonna miss it." He said.

"Miss what?" Phoebe asked confused.

"How many chances am I gonna have to see my own funeral?" He asked and sped off down the street.

Mark's Funeral

Prue, Piper and Adam stood near Mark who watched his mother, "We are here to celebrate the joy of Mark's life and the redemption of his spiritual journey." A minister said.

Mark looked at his mother, even though she couldn't hear him, said, "All those stories, all those legends you taught me, you saved my soul, mom. You were right." He walked over to Prue, Piper and Adam, "Take it from me, Prue, don't miss your birthday. Not any of them, they're precious." He said.

"I won't." She replied to him.

He turned towards Piper, "I wished." He said.

"I know me too." She said.

He held a hand close to her face, "I'm gonna miss you Piper." Mark said.

A man appeared in the distance and Adam looked at him curiously, "Who's he?" He asked politely.

Mark smiled, "My dad. I guess this really is goodbye." He said sadly. He walked over to his father and they both disappeared.

"Leave it to me to fall for a dead guy," Piper said through tears.

"Its an improvement, Piper. At least he wasn't a warlock." Adam quipped.

Piper laughed. "Yeah," She said,

Halliwell-Winchester Manor

"You know what?" Prue asked as she, Piper and Adam walked inside. "I changed my mind. Maybe I should have a party after all." She said.

"You serious?" Adam asked.

"Yeah, why not?" She asked. "I mean Mark is right." She added.
"Well, Prue, I'm glad to hear you say that 'cause." Right when they walked into the living room the lights came on.

"SURPRISE!" Everyone yelled to her.

Piper smiled knowingly, "Did I getcha? I gotcha," She said.

"Yeah, you got me." Prue admitted.

"Yeah," Piper said and the two of them hugged.

Prue saw Andy but was more surprised to see her younger sister and cousins all back from St. Louis. She smiled at everyone.

"A gift." Adam said waking into the house from the porch. "This was on the doorstep." He said and handed it to Prue.

Prue took it curiously and read the card, Prue, I had to get this necklace for you. Reminds me so much of your mother. Happy Birthday, Prue. From Uncle John it read.

John Winchester remembered all of his nieces and sons' birthdays and got them gifts when he could. That was one thing she liked about her uncle. He was there while her own father wasn't.

~PO3~

Later that night, Dean and Phoebe walked into the attic with Sam, "We need to find a way to disguise you, Dean." Sam said, "I remember seeing something in the Book about a glamour." He added.

They walked up to the attic and Phoebe opened the book to the appropriate spell. "Here." she said and spun the pedestal around. "All you have to do, is think of one look, one disguise to project yourself as to the rest of the world." She explained.

"I don't know guys, that has personal gain written all over it." Dean argued. "I just wont leave the house for a while. And if I need a case ill go out of state." He said. "we wont cast this spell unless we really need too." He said.

Authors Note: And we are making progress so far! Yay! Lol

Please review on this story as I plan to do the entire series at least 8 seasons. I am still working on my outline of how far I am going to go with this and what not. I do have a reimagined storyline for John Winchester that will be revealed next season. Along with Mary Winchester which we will all find out soon Reviews keep me going!