Leo pulled up in the minivan in front of San Francisco High School.
Melinda hurried out of school.
" Are you all right?" asked Leo, concerned.
" I'm fine," she said. " Where's Peter?"
"Cole picked him up," Leo told her.
"Did you find Philomela?"
Leo shook his head. " Come on, let's get home." He steered the car out of the parking lot.
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Phoebe nodded her head as Piper explained everything that happened with Philomela. " She tried to kill my son?" she exclaimed eyes wide.
Paige scowled. " I bet it was an accident," she said. But she really thought was, I am so stupid for giving Philomela her powers. What if she becomes the Source?
" It wasn't an accident," Peter said as he walked through the door with Cole.
Cole shook his head. " Paige, demon hybrids are dangerous." He grinned lopsidedly. " I know from experience."
" You act like I don't know!" Paige cried. " You guys have been witches only three years longer than me. That's, like, nothing. But you've been mothers for fourteen, fifteen years longer." Paige sighed. " I just wanted to share something with her."
" I'm sorry Paige," Phoebe apologized. "I can't imagine how hard this is for you."
Paige nodded. " I just hope something hasn't happened to her."
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Around six o'clock, Philomela shimmered home outside her front door. She had been hanging out all day around town, hoping the woman from her dream would find her. But there was no sign of her.
Her mother and father were eating dinner when Philomela walked in. Mrs. Freeman stood up and hugged her daughter. "Philomela!" she cried. " Where have you been?"
" Around," she replied.
Her father looked grave. " We were very worried, young lady."
" How nice for you," the girl retorted.
"Philomela," Mr. Freeman frowned. " You cut school. What have you been doing?"
" She has been using magic," a heavily accented voice told them. Everyone turned to find the woman who had been Philomela's dream the night before standing in the center of the room.
" Who…who are you?" asked Mrs. Freeman.
The Seer didn't answer. Green flame jettisoned from her hand in two streams, instantly incinerating both Mr. and Mrs. Freeman.
Philomela turned to the Seer, her face twisted in rage. " You killed them!" she cried. She looked back at the pile of ash that had been her parents, and then looked back at the Seer. Holding up her hand, she hurled black fire at the woman. Before it could harm the woman, an emerald green shield appeared around her, absorbing the flames. Philomela realized she couldn't kill her and lowered her hand.
" Of course I did," the Seer said casually. " They were holding you back from your destiny- the Source." Philomela looked at her, enraged but curious.
" It is your destiny," the Seer repeated. The woman held out her hand and Philomela took it in her own. Both shimmered into the Underworld.
" Are you all right?" asked Leo, concerned.
" I'm fine," she said. " Where's Peter?"
"Cole picked him up," Leo told her.
"Did you find Philomela?"
Leo shook his head. " Come on, let's get home." He steered the car out of the parking lot.
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Phoebe nodded her head as Piper explained everything that happened with Philomela. " She tried to kill my son?" she exclaimed eyes wide.
Paige scowled. " I bet it was an accident," she said. But she really thought was, I am so stupid for giving Philomela her powers. What if she becomes the Source?
" It wasn't an accident," Peter said as he walked through the door with Cole.
Cole shook his head. " Paige, demon hybrids are dangerous." He grinned lopsidedly. " I know from experience."
" You act like I don't know!" Paige cried. " You guys have been witches only three years longer than me. That's, like, nothing. But you've been mothers for fourteen, fifteen years longer." Paige sighed. " I just wanted to share something with her."
" I'm sorry Paige," Phoebe apologized. "I can't imagine how hard this is for you."
Paige nodded. " I just hope something hasn't happened to her."
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Around six o'clock, Philomela shimmered home outside her front door. She had been hanging out all day around town, hoping the woman from her dream would find her. But there was no sign of her.
Her mother and father were eating dinner when Philomela walked in. Mrs. Freeman stood up and hugged her daughter. "Philomela!" she cried. " Where have you been?"
" Around," she replied.
Her father looked grave. " We were very worried, young lady."
" How nice for you," the girl retorted.
"Philomela," Mr. Freeman frowned. " You cut school. What have you been doing?"
" She has been using magic," a heavily accented voice told them. Everyone turned to find the woman who had been Philomela's dream the night before standing in the center of the room.
" Who…who are you?" asked Mrs. Freeman.
The Seer didn't answer. Green flame jettisoned from her hand in two streams, instantly incinerating both Mr. and Mrs. Freeman.
Philomela turned to the Seer, her face twisted in rage. " You killed them!" she cried. She looked back at the pile of ash that had been her parents, and then looked back at the Seer. Holding up her hand, she hurled black fire at the woman. Before it could harm the woman, an emerald green shield appeared around her, absorbing the flames. Philomela realized she couldn't kill her and lowered her hand.
" Of course I did," the Seer said casually. " They were holding you back from your destiny- the Source." Philomela looked at her, enraged but curious.
" It is your destiny," the Seer repeated. The woman held out her hand and Philomela took it in her own. Both shimmered into the Underworld.
