***Author Note: Hey. I know it's been awhile. But here's the newest chapter of "Through Space and Time"! I hope you enjoy. Also, I write all the spells used. Sorry if they suck! Heh. Oh, and this is the last chapter of this fic. I know it's kind of short, but I leave it on an open note and there's always the possibility of a sequel ^_^

"Okay, so we're here. Now what?" Piper asked, looking around.
"Now we need to find Katrina before the witch hunters do," Prue replied. She knelt in front of the little girls. "Samantha, do you know where we are?"
Samantha looked around the woods, then back at Prue. She nodded.
"Can you take us to your mommy?" Prue asked. Samantha nodded again. Prue smiled and stood. She glanced at Piper and Phoebe. "Okay let's not forget that our powers don't work in this time. We need to hurry and we need to be careful, watch out for witch hunters." She glanced at Samantha. "Let's go."
Samantha held onto Emily's hand tightly as she led the way through the very familiar woods. She paused every once in awhile, first glancing behind her to make sure Prue, Piper, and Phoebe were still following, and to check her surroundings to make sure she knew where they were.
"What if the witch hunters already got to Katrina?" Phoebe whispered to her sisters.
"Hopefully," Prue murmured, "they haven't. We need to warn Katrina somehow."
Piper frowned. "What if we end up changing the future? Maybe Katrina's meant to die."
"If she were, the Elders would have had Leo stop us from coming back here," Prue reminded her.
"That's true. Hey, what about Hope? Isn't she a threat, too? She's back stabbing her coven," Phoebe commented.
"We'll deal with that after we get to Katrina," Prue told her."
The sisters fell silent as they walked on, following Samantha and Emily, who had not uttered a word since arriving back in their own time.
Fifteen minutes later, Samantha stopped walking and pointed at a log cabin.
"Is that where your mommy is?" Phoebe asked her.
Samantha nodded. Emily broke free and ran for the cabin.
"Emily, no!" Prue cried, running after her. She caught up to the little girl and picked her up. Emily shrieked and kicked at Prue.
A young brunette woman opened the front door of the log cabin, spotted the group, and ran forward.
"Let her go, now! Let go of my daughter!" The woman cried, snatching Emily away from Prue. The woman held the now sobbing little girl in her arms. She turned to look at Samantha. "Sweety, what in heaven's name are you doing out here? I thought I told you not to wonder out of the cabin without me with you?" she scolded.
"Katrina?" Piper asked, stepping forward.
The woman narrowed her eyes and grabbed Samantha's hand, pulling her close and stepping back, Emily held close in her arms. "Who are you? What do you want?" She demanded to know, fire glowing in her eyes.
"We won't hurt you, we promise," Prue said softly, stepping closer. "We're . . . from the future."
Katrina frowned. "From the future? You're . . . are you witches?" She murmured.
Prue nodded. "We are. And we know you and your daughters are. You need to trust us, okay?" She pulled out the time travel spell and held it out to Katrina. "Look familiar?"
Katrina took the paper and examined it with wide eyes. She looked up at the Halliwell's. "Come inside. It isn't safe to talk out here."
Inside the cabin, Katrina sent Samantha and Emily to their room. She then made some tea for the Halliwell's. She poured it into four cups and brought it over to the kitchen table. She handed a cup to everyone, then sat down.
"Why have you come here from the future? How did you get this spell?" She asked, glancing from Prue, to Piper, to Phoebe.
Taking a deep breath, Prue quickly explained what they knew.
Katrina frowned. "Witch Hunters, hm?" She sighed. "At least they didn't get my daughters. I'm thankful for that."
"The thing is, we don't think you were meant to be taken," Piper said. "You weren't meant to die, Katrina. If you were, we wouldn't have been allowed to come back here to save you."
Katrina nodded. "What am I to do, though? If you're correct, the hunters will be here any moment."
"You need to take Samantha and Emily and you need to hide," Phoebe told her.
"But if the hunters believe I am a witch, they will just keep coming after me, will they not? It won't matter if I hide," Katrina countered.
Prue, Piper, and Phoebe exchanged glances, then looked back at Katrina.
"You're right. They will. Unless . . . Unless the people who come for you are really demons disguised as humans," Prue replied. Piper and Phoebe nodded in agreement.
Katrina frowned. "How would we know? And even more, how could we stop them?"
Prue sighed. "I don't know, a spell? We might not have our powers in this time, but we're still witches. We could make some potions, too."
"Yeah, that would work. I still remember some of the ingredients we need for vanquishing potions," Piper added.
Phoebe nodded. "And I could write up a few spells."
"Okay, so let's get started. Katrina, show Piper where you keep your herbs and potions ingredients. Phoebe, we'll need a spell to reveal if the hunters really are demons, and spells to vanquish them. I'm going to scout the woods, see if I can find that other coven and warn them about Hope." Prue stood. "Let's get going. We don't have much time."
"Prue, no. It isn't safe. What if the witch hunters are out there? You can't go!" Piper snapped.
Prue frowned. "Fine. We have time to warn that coven about Hope."

Half an hour, five potions, and 4 spells later, they were ready.
"Okay, we need to make sure that Emily and Samantha stay in their room. They can't get in the way. If these hunters really are demons, they might grab the girls and use them as shields," Prue said.
Katrina nodded. "I'll go tell them." She left the room, coming back moments later. "They're safe for now."
"When the witch hunters come, go outside to see them. We'll hide close by and say the spell to reveal who they really are. If nothing happens, you have to run, otherwise they'll grab you. If they are demons, then we'll say the vanquishing spell," Prue added.
Katrina nodded. "Alright."
"Katrina Grover! Come out, witch, and face your death!" Snarled an angry voice from outside.
"Moment of truth . ." Katrina murmured. She waited until the Halliwell's were in place before going to the front door and walking outside to meet the angry mob of witch hunters.
"Okay, now," Prue murmured. The three sisters recited the spell:

'Costumes and masks, all just a cover.
Bring down the shield; allow us to discover
the true identities of the ones standing before we sisters three,
so mote it be'

A white light surrounded the crowd of witch hunters. And suddenly, they began to transform. Their skin bubbled and turned a dark brown color. Their hair became as black as the night sky and grew to shoulder length. Their ears came up to a point at the top, poking through their hair. Their eyes rolled up in their heads so all that could be seen was the white of them. Their teeth became crooked and yellowed, some chipped or fell out, and some pointy. The demons hissed, a snake-like tongue poking out of their mouth.

Katrina shrieked and backed up, eyes wide.
"Phoebe, the potion! Throw the potion!" Prue yelled, jumping up and running to protect Katrina.
Piper and Phoebe followed. Phoebe threw one of the vanquishing potions at the closest demon. The demon hissed and shrieked, then burst into flames. One of the demons hissed at Phoebe then opened its mouth wide. A gooey green substance shot out at her. She screamed, pushing Piper to the ground, then falling down beside her. The green substance hit a tree, melting it.
Eyes wide, Piper and Phoebe jumped to their feet and ran to Prue and Katrina.
"Vanquishing spell!" Prue cried.
The sisters held hands, Phoebe holding out the spell for them to read:

'With this spell, we call upon the power of the Halliwell Line

And with these words that intertwine,
We vanquish these demons before us, in another space and time'

The demons blinked in confusion as a black shadow erupted around them. It began to spin around them, growing thicker as it spun. The demons began to shriek and twist in agony. The black shadow engulfed the demons, then contracted. It forced the demons together then squeezed them tightly. They gave one final shriek before exploding into nothingness.
"Wow . . ." Phoebe murmured. She glanced at her sisters. "That was a kick ass vanquish."
Piper laughed, but Prue frowned. "This isn't over, Phoebe. We saved Katrina but we still need to warn that other coven about Hope."
"I can do that," Katrina said.
"Besides, Prue, it's almost midnight. We need to get home," Phoebe said, glancing at her watch, then at her big sister.
Katrina unclasped a necklace from around her neck and held it out to Piper. "For you're help. Please, take it. It may come in handy one day."
Piper looked at it. "K.G. M. G. What does that stand for?" she asked, looking at Katrina
"It stands for Katrina Grover and Mitchell Grover, my husband. He gave it to me on our wedding day. He was killed only but a year later. I kept his last name in memory of him."
Piper frowned. "We can't take this . . ." She tried to hand it back, but Katrina wouldn't take it.
"Keep it. As I said, it may come in handy one day." Katrina smiled at them. Prue nodded. "Thank you We should get going now, though. But, before we go, can I ask you something?"
"Of course," Katrina said, nodding.
Prue frowned. "That spell you wrote to send Samantha and Emily to our time . . . it was written to send them directly to us, wasn't it?"
Katrina smiled. "It was, yes."
"Okay. So, how did you know about us, then?" Prue asked.
"From my grandmother. She told me of you," Katrina replied.
"How did she know about us? Who's you're grandmother?" Phoebe asked.
Katrina smiled at them. "Melinda Warren."