Before There Were Four IV
"You underestimate the Charmed Ones." " The Seer gazed at the Source, who sat on his throne, fuming over the Charmed sisters' vanquish of his spy. "They've encountered a chameleon before; it's not surprising that they sensed his presence. These demons aren't known to be very clever," continued the Seer. "So what are you going to do now?" "What I had planned from the beginning." The Source pointed at a demon nearby. "Get me Vanrata and Sthet," he commanded. "It's time to put this into action."
Paige shuffled around the kitchen, looking for the ingredients to her concoction among the kitchen shelves. "A-ha!" Paige exclaimed on finding some arrowroot. She went back to the counter, scanning the different herbs, seeing if she forgot anything. Contented, she began to drop the items into the boiling pot. "Paige." "Yeeaah!" Paige screamed, dropping more ginger into the pot than she wanted. "Leo!" "What?" asked Leo from the kitchen doorway. He made his way around the room, looking at the potion Paige was working on. "Did I startle you?" She gave Leo an annoyed look. "Yes, Master of the Obvious." With a fork, Paige began to take out some ginger from her cooking. "So, what did you startle me for?" "We have a meeting!" yelled Piper from the sitting room. "Come in here now!" "Can't it wait?" Paige yelled back. She then looked at Leo, who then orbed out, leaving Paige to sigh and follow.
Piper and Phoebe were waiting in the living room when Leo, and Paige orbed in. "Well it sure did take you two a long time," said Phoebe. She looked at Paige, asking, "What were you cooking anyway?" "Just a little something I hope will help us in this problem of ours. So what's up?" "Well, Leo has some news for us." Piper then directed her hands, pointing to Leo. "Uh, well it looks like there's a new Source in town, and he already knows we're having a baby." For a few seconds the Charmed Ones were speechless. "Wha-What?? A new Source? Already?" cried Phoebe. "When do we ever get a break around here?" "The Elders were just as surprised as you were. I guess a demonic faction was already in waiting for the old Source to be killed." "Figures," muttered Piper. "The only time I really need a time-out and a new, big bad guy decides to come to town." She pushed herself deeper into the sofa, pouting. Leo comforted his wife, taking her hand and clutching it tight. "Piper, all hope is not lost. I mean, we still have three - no - five people with us. Darryl, Cole, Aviva, Max and Blake." "Most likely the Source knows that too." Piper sighed, pulling her husband closer to her. A silence came over them all. "Um," started Paige, breaking the quiet, "well, I've been cooking up this potion, see. Um, it's a protec-" Instantly, Piper's eyes lit up. "What am I hearing? You found a protection spell?" The two older sisters looked expectantly at their sibling. "Well?" asked Phoebe. "I didn't find it. I made it myself," answered Paige proudly. Leo shook his head at the reply. "Wait a minute. You can't make a protection spell." Loud popping sounds from the kitchen grabbed Paige's attention. "Oh! That's my potion!" Quickly Paige walked to her bubbling brew. "Wait, Paige." Leo followed the ecstatic sister, Piper and Phoebe coming in the kitchen with him. Paige hovered over the pot, dropping assorted herbs. "Let me look at that," Phoebe said, going over to the stove. Instantly, she was hit by the sour smell wafting from the pot. "Ecch, what did you put into this thing?" "Things I know are associated with magical protection. Everything you taught me."
Piper cocked her head to the side. "Uh-huh. Paige, aren't you a little overdoing it? I mean -" Piper neared her sisters and was overpowered by the vapor. "Oh, God, that stinks bad."
"Well the worse it smells, the better. Isn't that like a witch's law or something?" joked Paige, as she stirred the concoction.
"Paige." Leo gave the youngest sister a stern look. "Why do you think there aren't any protection potions in the book?"
"Because they never tried?"
"Because they had tried. And they didn't work."
"Well, maybe we can do it. I mean, we are the strongest witches on the face of the planet. We killed the Source for God sakes. How can't we make a protection brew?"
Piper nodded. "Paige has a point. We've never really tried, and who's to say we can't do it?"
Leo sighed, giving up. No one really did know after all, and he guessed that nothing bad could happen. Hopefully.
"Yeah," agreed Phoebe. "It's not for personal gain, and we couldn't possibly botch up the potion if we all do it." In mock anger, Paige pinched Phoebe on the arm. "Ow!" "I like my potion just the way it is," stated Paige, a smile forming on her lips. She quickly got a pinch of salt from the counter and sprinkled it into the mix. "A little salt. and it's done!" Piper, Phoebe and Leo stared at the stagnant, rusty liquid. "Okay. Where's the explosion? A flash of light? Not even a little 'poof'?" Paige rolled her eyes at Piper. "Just because it doesn't have a 'poof', doesn't mean it's not a potion." Cautiously, she took the pot from the fire, letting out a cry of surprise. "Ooh! It's not even the least bit hot. See? It is a potion. And if ever it doesn't work, we'll be sure it won't do any harm." Paige continued pouring the pot's contents into little bottles. "You can't be sure about that," disagreed Piper, watching her sister prepare the mixture. "Here," she said, handing a corked bottle to the hesitant eldest sister. "Won't bite ya," she assured. Giving in, Piper took the potion, dropping it into her pocket. "Fine. I'll take your word for it. But if something happens-" "Um. Paige," interrupted Phoebe after receiving her own bottle, "how are we supposed to use these things?"
"You underestimate the Charmed Ones." " The Seer gazed at the Source, who sat on his throne, fuming over the Charmed sisters' vanquish of his spy. "They've encountered a chameleon before; it's not surprising that they sensed his presence. These demons aren't known to be very clever," continued the Seer. "So what are you going to do now?" "What I had planned from the beginning." The Source pointed at a demon nearby. "Get me Vanrata and Sthet," he commanded. "It's time to put this into action."
Paige shuffled around the kitchen, looking for the ingredients to her concoction among the kitchen shelves. "A-ha!" Paige exclaimed on finding some arrowroot. She went back to the counter, scanning the different herbs, seeing if she forgot anything. Contented, she began to drop the items into the boiling pot. "Paige." "Yeeaah!" Paige screamed, dropping more ginger into the pot than she wanted. "Leo!" "What?" asked Leo from the kitchen doorway. He made his way around the room, looking at the potion Paige was working on. "Did I startle you?" She gave Leo an annoyed look. "Yes, Master of the Obvious." With a fork, Paige began to take out some ginger from her cooking. "So, what did you startle me for?" "We have a meeting!" yelled Piper from the sitting room. "Come in here now!" "Can't it wait?" Paige yelled back. She then looked at Leo, who then orbed out, leaving Paige to sigh and follow.
Piper and Phoebe were waiting in the living room when Leo, and Paige orbed in. "Well it sure did take you two a long time," said Phoebe. She looked at Paige, asking, "What were you cooking anyway?" "Just a little something I hope will help us in this problem of ours. So what's up?" "Well, Leo has some news for us." Piper then directed her hands, pointing to Leo. "Uh, well it looks like there's a new Source in town, and he already knows we're having a baby." For a few seconds the Charmed Ones were speechless. "Wha-What?? A new Source? Already?" cried Phoebe. "When do we ever get a break around here?" "The Elders were just as surprised as you were. I guess a demonic faction was already in waiting for the old Source to be killed." "Figures," muttered Piper. "The only time I really need a time-out and a new, big bad guy decides to come to town." She pushed herself deeper into the sofa, pouting. Leo comforted his wife, taking her hand and clutching it tight. "Piper, all hope is not lost. I mean, we still have three - no - five people with us. Darryl, Cole, Aviva, Max and Blake." "Most likely the Source knows that too." Piper sighed, pulling her husband closer to her. A silence came over them all. "Um," started Paige, breaking the quiet, "well, I've been cooking up this potion, see. Um, it's a protec-" Instantly, Piper's eyes lit up. "What am I hearing? You found a protection spell?" The two older sisters looked expectantly at their sibling. "Well?" asked Phoebe. "I didn't find it. I made it myself," answered Paige proudly. Leo shook his head at the reply. "Wait a minute. You can't make a protection spell." Loud popping sounds from the kitchen grabbed Paige's attention. "Oh! That's my potion!" Quickly Paige walked to her bubbling brew. "Wait, Paige." Leo followed the ecstatic sister, Piper and Phoebe coming in the kitchen with him. Paige hovered over the pot, dropping assorted herbs. "Let me look at that," Phoebe said, going over to the stove. Instantly, she was hit by the sour smell wafting from the pot. "Ecch, what did you put into this thing?" "Things I know are associated with magical protection. Everything you taught me."
Piper cocked her head to the side. "Uh-huh. Paige, aren't you a little overdoing it? I mean -" Piper neared her sisters and was overpowered by the vapor. "Oh, God, that stinks bad."
"Well the worse it smells, the better. Isn't that like a witch's law or something?" joked Paige, as she stirred the concoction.
"Paige." Leo gave the youngest sister a stern look. "Why do you think there aren't any protection potions in the book?"
"Because they never tried?"
"Because they had tried. And they didn't work."
"Well, maybe we can do it. I mean, we are the strongest witches on the face of the planet. We killed the Source for God sakes. How can't we make a protection brew?"
Piper nodded. "Paige has a point. We've never really tried, and who's to say we can't do it?"
Leo sighed, giving up. No one really did know after all, and he guessed that nothing bad could happen. Hopefully.
"Yeah," agreed Phoebe. "It's not for personal gain, and we couldn't possibly botch up the potion if we all do it." In mock anger, Paige pinched Phoebe on the arm. "Ow!" "I like my potion just the way it is," stated Paige, a smile forming on her lips. She quickly got a pinch of salt from the counter and sprinkled it into the mix. "A little salt. and it's done!" Piper, Phoebe and Leo stared at the stagnant, rusty liquid. "Okay. Where's the explosion? A flash of light? Not even a little 'poof'?" Paige rolled her eyes at Piper. "Just because it doesn't have a 'poof', doesn't mean it's not a potion." Cautiously, she took the pot from the fire, letting out a cry of surprise. "Ooh! It's not even the least bit hot. See? It is a potion. And if ever it doesn't work, we'll be sure it won't do any harm." Paige continued pouring the pot's contents into little bottles. "You can't be sure about that," disagreed Piper, watching her sister prepare the mixture. "Here," she said, handing a corked bottle to the hesitant eldest sister. "Won't bite ya," she assured. Giving in, Piper took the potion, dropping it into her pocket. "Fine. I'll take your word for it. But if something happens-" "Um. Paige," interrupted Phoebe after receiving her own bottle, "how are we supposed to use these things?"