'Paige look out!' Piper screamed. Paige turned around, saw an ugly, green face before her and ducked. Piper blew the ugly beast up and purple goo splashed everywhere and the biggest part seemed to have landed on Paige. 'Well, that was close.' Piper said, clapping her hands together. 'Too close. I'm covered in goo and I was just about to go out. Those demons are driving me nuts Piper, we have to do something.' Paige complained. 'I know. It's driving me nuts too but there's nothing about constant attacks written in the Book and all protection spells we tried did not work. I don't really know what else to do except just deal with it.' Piper rubbed her temples. 'But it's so dangerous! Last night I woke up and there was an axe murderer standing beside my bed, axe over his head! I orbed that thing to the North Pole. Actually, both things. Axe and murderer. This is becoming a real threat!' Paige was waving her arms wildly to underline her words but Piper was concentrated on the newspaper. 'Piper! You can't just ignore me!' Paige grabbed the newspaper and slammed it on Melinda's mini-table. Piper turned around to face her younger sister. 'Don't you understand Paige? There IS nothing we can do. We're not strong enough.' she hissed. 'So we just give up?' 'Paige, don't you get it by now? We can't fight this mass of demons alone. In fact, we don't even stand a chance. We need help to fight those demons. Help we can't contact right now.' Piper explained. 'Why? Who needs to help us?' 'Someone with a lot of powers. Good and bad ones. Vivien. But she has migrated to Europe and gave up her powers and Phoebe and Cole are worried that she'll freak if we call her and tell her we need her here, in fact, with her powers. Powers that she gave up as you know.' 'So what? If we call her, she will come, save our butts and leave. If we don't call her we'll die. I say go for the calling.' Paige grabbed an apple out of the bowl and started polishing it until it was shiny, then she put it back. 'It's not that easy. The underworld's in chaos, the demons attack us because they have nothing to loose. They need a new source or a very powerful leader. Cole is afraid that Vivien might be destined to be queen of the underworld because she's so powerful. He doesn't want her to live down there all her life. It's not what she wanted to do. She wanted to be free.' 'Okay. I understand that. So. we just try to survive as many attacks as possible until we find another way.' Paige asked and Piper nodded. Paige shook her head, grabbed the polished apple from the bowl and left her sister standing in the kitchen.

'Vivien!' Jonathan came into the living room with the phone in his hand. 'It's for you. Your aunt.' Vivien jumped up and dropped the book she had been reading in to grab the phone out of his hand. 'Paige? Hi!' she said happily. 'Hey, how are you?' 'I'm fine. You're you?' 'Hm.fine. I was just wondering if you were coming home this summer to visit. We miss you. And anyways, you can sort things out over here and decide if you're going to spend the rest of your life in Europe.' 'Well, I haven't really thought about that yet. I guess I could come home for a while. I really have to think some things over. But, before I give you an answer let me think about that and I'll write you an e-mail later.' 'All right honey. How's it going in Italy anyways?' 'We still have snow. Jonathan and me still live together. He says the snow will be gone in two month. We still work at the art gallery. He also works for a bank. There's basically nothing new here. How about you? And catastrophes lately?' 'No.nothing big has happened. Everything's quiet around here.' 'I'm glad to hear that. Well, I better go, we'll be leaving to go to the market right away.' 'Okay. I love you. Bye.' 'Love you too. Ciao!' Vivien hung up and turned around to Jonathan, who was waiting for her with his hands in his pockets. 'What did she say?' he asked. 'She wanted to know if I was coming home this summer to visit and sort things out. Last week mom asked me if I was ever going to go to College and how I planned on spending my life. Basically, everybody wants to know how I am going to spend my life, earn money and, most importantly, where I'm going to live. The only problem is that I don't know where I want to spend my life. I got on the plane in San Francisco, got off in Florence, lived as a tourist for a couple of month, met you, moved in and have been with you since then. And I'm happy here.' she explained, resting her head on his chest. 'Well, going home to visit doesn't mean you have to stay there. I think you should do it, use the time to talk to your parents, let them know what your plans are. Maybe they can help you decide where you belong and where your home is.' Jonathan answered. 'I already know where my home is.' she whispered. 'Well, then you don't need advice. And. not that I'm curious but. where is home?' he stepped back and Vivien looked up at him. 'With you. Wherever you go home will be for me. It's weird because I'm only 18 ½ and I already know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.' she said. Jonathan lifted up her chin, so she had to look back into his eyes (she'd starred at her shoes after she'd finished her speech). 'You know, when I saw you for the first time, I had this feeling, kind of like an electric shock. Just. softer. I just thought it was because you were so incredibly hot, being that you were completely soaked and wore a white T- Shirt. Now I know that we had a connection. And it's still there. I love you. I never want to be without you.' he said and kissed her. 'Nice to know that we're on the same page.' Vivien smiled. 'I have an idea. You should fly back to San Francisco at the end of June. Dr. Caruso gets a new load of pictures by that time and I won't get off work until the week after. How about I come over then, get to meet your family, you can show me San Francisco, we can relax. You have one week with your family, serious bonding time, you can sort things out and they will be relieved to see you in one piece.' Jonathan suggested. 'That's not a bad idea. At least it's better than me going alone. I couldn't stand leaving you here by yourself for more than two weeks.' 'Well then. That's a deal. Write an e-mail to your family and let them know.' he kissed her again, this time more passionately and dragged her to the couch, where they both landed on top of each other laughing.