Author's Note: This will be one of the last "big events" in this story. If I get enough reviews, I will write a sequel.

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*It had been a couple of weeks since Wyatt was turned good again. He was back to his normal self and everyone was starting to trust him again.*

Lizzie was in her room typing a report for one of her classes on her laptop. She heard Piper yell downstairs, and she was soon descending the staircase.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Chris answered the question since Piper was still in shock.

"Aunt Paige called. Her powers aren't working, and neither are Risa's, Aunt Phoebe's, Peggy's, or Parker's, mine, or Mom's. What about yours?"

Lizzie closed her eyes and tried to astral-project, but she couldn't. She shook her head. Piper was getting worried.

"LEO!"

They waited but Leo never came. All they heard was a jingle. Chris translated it for them.

"He says all good magic is down and that he and Wyatt are stuck up there. He has no idea what's going on."

"What about Ryan?"

They hear another jingle, and Chris translates again.

"He's with one of his charges, which means he's here on Earth."

"So how am I supposed to contact him if I need him?"

They were waiting for another jingle, but the phone rang instead. Lizzie answered it.

"Hello?"

"Lizzie, it's me, are your powers working?"

"Ryan? No, none of ours are working. Why?"

"My charge is freaking out. Hers aren't working either."

"Well tell her the Halliwells are going to figure it out. Maybe that'll calm her down. By the way, where are you?"

"On the other side of the city. I'll catch a bus or cab and get there when I'm done with this charge."

"Ok, buy."

She hung up the phone and Chris and Piper were staring at her waiting for an explanation.

"He's with another charge. Her powers aren't working. When he calms her down he'll catch a bus or cab and come here to help us, since Dad can't."

Lizzie realizes they need to start figuring this out.

"Mom, you can stay here and make some potions. Chris and I will look in the Book of Shadows."

Piper nodded and started getting out pots and ingredients. Chris and Lizzie headed up to the attic.

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Lizzie was flipping through the Book and Chris was looking through a drawer with old spells used in the past. Lizzie was getting frustrated.

"There's nothing in her about good magic going out. Only about ALL magic going out when a twice blessed child is born."

"Yea, Wyatt."

"Did you find any spells we could use?"

"No, all the spells here I've seen in the Book. Lets go see if Mom has anything."

Lizzie closes the Book and follows Chris downstairs into the kitchen, where they find Piper busy with her potions.

"Wow, you've really been working down here!"

Piper had about 15 or so vials filled with potions sitting on the counter.

"These red ones duplicate explosions, like your power, Lizzie. The yellow ones duplicate freezing. The blue ones duplicate a shield. The green ones duplicate levitation. The purple ones duplicate telekinesis. Chris, you can help me make more potions. Lizzie, call your aunts and cousins. Tell them to stay home and make their own potions. We'll call if we need them.. Oh, did you find anything in the Book of Shadows?"

Chris replied since Lizzie was already in the phone.

"No, but when we figure this out we're going to put it in there."

"No kidding."

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It's been about an hour since Lizzie finished calling her aunts and cousins. She was bottling potions as Chris and Piper were making them. Suddenly the back door opened.

"Hope you don't mind, Piper. I used the spare key under the door mat."

"No, Paige, I don't. Why are you here?"

Paige sat her over stuffed tote bag of potions on the table.

"Richard helped me make these. I figured you guys could use some of them, since it's just you three."

"Thanks, but what about you guys?"

"He had old potions stacked away incase we ever needed them. He and Risa are at home working on some more Hey, where are Leo and Wyatt?"

"They're stuck up there. They have no way to get back until we figure this thing out."

"Ok, so what if we need help or advice from a white-lighter?"

Chris was offended by this statement.

"Hello! What am I, a demon?"

"Oh, Chris, Honey, I didn't mean it like that. You're a great white- lighter, I'm sure. It's just I was hoping Leo would be here. He has about 75 years of experience."

"Yea, yea."

Chris ignored the apology and Piper scolded him.

"Chris! Your aunt said she was sorry. You may be an adult, be as long as you live under my roof I can still ground you. Is that understood?"

Chris nodded his head and went back to bottling potions. Lizzie had to put her hand over her mouth so she didn't burst out laughing.

"Now, back to what you had asked, Paige. Lizzie's white-lighter, Ryan, will be coming. He was helping out one of his other charges when his magic went out."

"Lizzie has a white-lighter? I didn't think she'd need one considering she was half white-lighter."

Lizzie was shocked at what her aunt had just said.

"What do you mean I'm half white-lighter?"

Paige was going to explain, but decided Piper should.

"Lizzie, Leo is your father, and he is also a white-lighter. Therefore, you are half white-lighter."

"Then why didn't I get any white-lighter powers?"

"Genetics. It just didn't turn up in your genetic layout. But just because you don't have any white-lighter powers doesn't mean you're not part white- lighter."

"Here I was thinking for 20 years that I was immune to a dark-lighter's poison. Now, it turns out, that a dark-lighter could kill me and I would be defenseless! Well, that's another entry for my long list of ways to die."

Paige gets a thoughtful look on her face.

"Wait a minute..."

"What did you just figure out, Paige?"

"Dark-lighters!"

The doorbell rings and Lizzie goes to answer it.

"Hold that thought."

Lizzie opens the door and sees Ryan arguing with the cab driver.

"Oh, right. White-lighters aren't allowed to carry money."

She runs over to the cab and hands the driver a twenty.

"Keep the change. Come on, Ryan. My Aunt Paige just got an idea."