"What are we doing down here?" Paige asked when Phoebe led her to the beasement.

"Looking for Gram's recipie book." Phoebe explained. "When we were little Grams used to make a special soup whenever one of us got sick. She never did let us watch her make it."

"You think it'll help Piper?" Paige asked.

Phoebe shrugged. "Couldn't hurt." She picked up a thick book and started leafing through it. "Bingo." she said, handing the open book to Paige. "Can you make that while I work on a spell?"

Paige nodded and ran upstairs to the kitchen. She followed Gram's directions perfectly, and when the soup was done she brought it in to Piper.

Piper's hands were shakey. She was so weak that she couldn't even hold a spoon. Paige had to hold her up while Leo fed her.

"Allright," Phoebe said as she came in and sat next to Paige. "I have a spell."

"You came up with a spell that fast?" Paige asked, surprised.

"No, actually I just sorta tweaked one we've used before." she clarified. "It's an emergency, we needed one fast. A couple years ago, something like this happened where Piper got very sick. She went into a coma, and the doctors weren't sure if she'd ever come out of it. Scared the hell out of me and Prue, so we cast a spell to wake her up, only it backfired because of the personal-gain rule, and none of us were able to sleep until we reversed it. I changed the spell around a bit, hopefully it's enough to avoid personal gain issues."

That last part especially worried Paige. "Hopefully? Honey, are you sure we should try this if there's a chance it'll backfire and make things even worse?"

Phoebe looke down at Piper and shook her head. "I'm not going to lose another sister."

The scared determination in her sister's voice seemed to reassure Paige. "You're right. We're not."