"I don't think I'll be reading minds for a while," asserted Drew, his family reacting in a full spectrum of emotions. A thank God look could be clearly seen on Julia's face, while Xan chuckled softly, knowing his twin's definition of 'a while' would be the next five hours. Pru was undecided on whether her brother would stick to his word for a few days… or cave after about five hours. Paige was the only one who opposed her nephew's decision.
"Don't give up on your power," Paige said. "You just have to be careful. Just don't… telepathize with strangers. Unless you really need to."
"No, it's okay," replied Drew, "I'm not giving up on my power. I'm just going to take a little break, is all."
Understanding Drew's shakiness from his experience, Paige nodded. "Okay. It's your choice. I respect that."
At that note, the Halliwells retreated into their thoughts, an almost tangible silence drifting in as Paige sank back into her hospital bed and as the four Madisons shifted in their own seats. Drew had leaned forward and et his elbows rest on the small coffee table when he suddenly spoke up.
"He was a witch, you know."
"What?" asked Xan, puzzled by Drew's outburst.
"The demon. The power broker. He was a witch once."
"Oh."
"How do you know?" Julia said, turning the fact over in her mind. "Did you read his thoughts?"
"No, he told me. He told me a whole lot of stuff, actually. Like how our powers don't work in wherever we were."
Paige let out a grunt, rolling her eyes. "I said I was sorry!"
Drew snickered, showing his aunt that there were no hard feelings. "He also said that finding a witch with my powers like mine was like 'finding a gold mine'. He said power was everything. Power's the most important thing. And this is where he gets me, see. I could have been killed by that bastard. But if I could defend myself, if I had more power, I wouldn't have been as helpless as I was."
"Power isn't everything, Drew," stated Paige, shaking her head dismissively. "I learned that a lot of times. Sometimes, I learned it the hard way."
"But he's right," Xan said, defending his brother, much to his own surprise. "We even had to switch powers to save him."
"Guys, that's why it's the Power of Three, not One. It works in three people, or in your case, four. You have each other. That's the most important thing. That's why you have to stick together."
"You really think we can do this?" Pru eyed her aunt closely, uncertainty floating in her mind.
"You can. I mean, it's been twenty years and hell, even I don't know what's going on. All we have to do is learn. We'll just have to deal with the changes."
