Phoebe sat on the couch sobbing. Cole moved over to her and held her,
trying in vain to comfort her. One tear fell from Prue's eye, and then she
was back to business. The Scoobys understood what had happened, even though
they had never known Leo. Dawn came slowly down the stairs, drawn out by
Piper's cry.
"What happened? Is everyone ok?"
Xander walked over to Buffy's little sister and wrapped her in a hug.
"Hey. It's awfully sullen in here. Somebody die or what?" Spike, who had been absent from the events for a while, entered the house. Willow shook her head, and he instantly regretted his words. "Poof! What in the blazes are you doing here?" Now the bleached-blond vampire addressed Angel.
"Helping, unlike you. Either shut up and lend a hand or get out." Spike plopped down on an overstuffed chair.
They stayed like that for twenty minutes, almost no one moving or speaking. Giles was flipping through the Book of Shadows. He wasn't sure what he was looking for, but it was something to keep busy. The book started turning pages on it's own, settling on one that read,
To Call A Lost Witch
Power of the witches rise, course unseen across the skies
Come to us, we call you near
Come to us and settle here
Blood to blood, I summon thee
Blood to blood, return to me.
Giles dismissed it and continued looking through the book. It did it again, opening on the page about calling a witch.
"Ok, fine, have it your way. Miss Halliwell, would you come here please?" Prue moved to stand next to Giles.
"What's up?"
"Your book seems to want you to do this ritual."
" 'To Call a Lost Witch?' Are you sure Grams?"
Giles was confused. "Who's Grams?"
"Our dead grandmother. Don't worry about it. Willow, Tara, do you have any of these things?" The two younger witches went and gathered the needed ingredients. Prue settled herself at the coffee table and did the spell as the book entailed. She sliced her finger and let it drip into the bowl Tara had set in front of her. Faith watched the ceremony in bored fascination, as a faint gust of wind blew through the room.
A bright blue light glowed out of the ceiling, covering Faith, Phoebe, and Prue. Faith cursed and jumped up as the room began to shake and the wind blew stronger.
"What the hell's going on?" Faith yelled at Amanda over the wind, who was standing with her hand over her mouth.
"No way."
"No way what? What's happening?"
"I'm not completely sure, but it looks like...did you know your birth parents, Faith?"
"What happened? Is everyone ok?"
Xander walked over to Buffy's little sister and wrapped her in a hug.
"Hey. It's awfully sullen in here. Somebody die or what?" Spike, who had been absent from the events for a while, entered the house. Willow shook her head, and he instantly regretted his words. "Poof! What in the blazes are you doing here?" Now the bleached-blond vampire addressed Angel.
"Helping, unlike you. Either shut up and lend a hand or get out." Spike plopped down on an overstuffed chair.
They stayed like that for twenty minutes, almost no one moving or speaking. Giles was flipping through the Book of Shadows. He wasn't sure what he was looking for, but it was something to keep busy. The book started turning pages on it's own, settling on one that read,
To Call A Lost Witch
Power of the witches rise, course unseen across the skies
Come to us, we call you near
Come to us and settle here
Blood to blood, I summon thee
Blood to blood, return to me.
Giles dismissed it and continued looking through the book. It did it again, opening on the page about calling a witch.
"Ok, fine, have it your way. Miss Halliwell, would you come here please?" Prue moved to stand next to Giles.
"What's up?"
"Your book seems to want you to do this ritual."
" 'To Call a Lost Witch?' Are you sure Grams?"
Giles was confused. "Who's Grams?"
"Our dead grandmother. Don't worry about it. Willow, Tara, do you have any of these things?" The two younger witches went and gathered the needed ingredients. Prue settled herself at the coffee table and did the spell as the book entailed. She sliced her finger and let it drip into the bowl Tara had set in front of her. Faith watched the ceremony in bored fascination, as a faint gust of wind blew through the room.
A bright blue light glowed out of the ceiling, covering Faith, Phoebe, and Prue. Faith cursed and jumped up as the room began to shake and the wind blew stronger.
"What the hell's going on?" Faith yelled at Amanda over the wind, who was standing with her hand over her mouth.
"No way."
"No way what? What's happening?"
"I'm not completely sure, but it looks like...did you know your birth parents, Faith?"
