Back at the Manor Portia spent the night scanning the crowd looking for the man she had ran into at the store. He never showed and she started to wonder if the connection that she had felt was one way. She shook the thought from her head. She was married and should not have been looking for the handsome stranger. But no matter what she did that night her mind was consumed with thoughts of him, his soft and gentle touch, the warmth of his body, the subtle sweet masculine scent that had radiated from him and those eyes. They were unlike any she had ever seen. Sincere and honest but filled with passion and an icy sense of determination. Just the thought of them made her whole body tremble.
Piper was alive and filled with the same sense of longing that she felt in Portia. It had taken Piper several hours to fully grasp what had happened to her. Her mind was the only thing she had control over but at the same time Portia's mind seemed to still be present. She had no control over her movements or speech. Which she figured was likely a good thing. Had she been able to she would have thrown her arms around Leo's neck and pulled him a sensual long overdue kiss. Seeing him again reminded her of what she had lost. She could feel every sensation that Portia felt and hear her mind racing with thoughts of him. Later in the evening she wondered what was happening in her own time. Was her body still there or not? Was time passing like it was here? Or was it a dream? Was Wyatt okay or were her sisters panicking because she wasn't there? She hoped that time was standing still at home but she had no way of finding out. She had spent most of the day trying to think of a spell that would reverse this and allow her to go home to her son. But without the ability to look in the book of shadows or control movements she was stuck. For how long she had no idea and even if she figured out a possible spell, would just thinking it be enough to send her back? They had always had to say spells out loud for them to work. She was filled with fear of the unknown. Piper never liked to be the last to find information out. She was planned and organized and always had to figure their situation out before her panic would subside. She had no way to ease her mind. The only thought that kept her sane was the fact that she would indeed see Leo again.
The other person that her mind kept drifting to was Prue or Paris if she remembered correctly. It was strange to see her and hear her and feel her presence again. Piper had thought that pain of losing her sister would never go away but over the last two years it had. Instead of the sharp, relentless pain that had taken over her body at the beginning she felt a dull ache. She could usually keep her mind off of the loss in the daytime but late at night when the manor was quiet she could still hear Prue's voice radiating through the walls. She had especially noticed it when she was pregnant with Wyatt. Often she was unable to sleep and wondered around the house. Prue's spirit was still present as was her mother's and Grams'. After Wyatt was born the sharpness of the loss had returned. Prue would have loved to be an aunt and Piper wanted so badly to share every little detail about her son with her. She wondered if she was ever going to get that chance. Now seeing Paris, who was an exact replica of Prue, except for her 1920's fashion style was bring all of those feeling back to Piper's emotional surface. Although they looked the same they seemed to have very different personalities. Payton was definitely leader in the family. Paris allowed her to make decisions that Prue would have demolished at the very conception of the idea. Piper was not used to seeing her in the less authoritative manner. However her perfectionist demeanour was still very present. Her photographs covered the manor walls. Piper wished that she had the time and ability to explore each picture but even from a distance she cold see the time that had been put into gathering the right shot. Even the way they were framed screamed Prue, each one a compliment to the subject inside. Piper yearned to get to know Paris better and wished she could tell her how much she had loved Prue and how much she wanted her back. Her only comfort was that this was Prue's past life so if history repeats its self Prue would be reborn and hopefully this time get a chance to live her full life.
Payton had been the last to go to bed that night. While Portia was upstairs getting undressed Gordon was helping her downstairs with the clean up duties. Portia climbed into bed but it wasn't for another hour that Gordon had joined her. Piper thoughts eased when he drifted off to sleep the second his head had hit the pillow. The very thought of another man in her bed was making her sick. She knew that he was Dan and he had always been gentle with her but she felt it was a huge betrayal to Leo. She had to remind herself that Portia and Gordon were married and felt sure that sooner rather than later they would make love. She had no way to escape the fact that she was going to experience it with Dan again and the very thought made her stomach turn. Would this be cheating on Leo? On the other hand when her and Leo do get together in this life is it really cheating on Dan? For her no but for Portia yes. Once Gordon's soft snoring filled the room Portia relaxed and fell asleep as well.
