NINE

"She's attracted to you," said Tiffany as they drove back to her house.

"Who?" Leo asked innocently.

"Don't give me that," said Tiffany, smiling. "Piper. I could tell the

minute she saw you. I didn't need telepathy to know that."

"Well, they are married," said Chris.

"According to you," said Leo.

"What did you find out?" asked Tiffany.

"The book isn't anywhere in the manor," said Leo. "The chest that Penny

kept it in is empty. There's no sign of it anywhere."

"That's impossible," said Chris. "There was a spell on the attic door.

It couldn't be opened until all three girls were in the house together. It was

only after Phoebe came home from New York that it opened and she found the book

that same night. That's the night they got their powers."

"Then someone must have moved it," said Tiffany. "But that doesn't make a

whole lot of sense."

"Why not?" Leo asked. "It makes perfect sense if some demon wanted to

keep them from becoming the Charmed Ones."

"Yes," said Tiffany, "but if a demon came back in time to prevent that,

why not just kill them outright? Why move the Book of Shadows and leave them

unharmed? It's possible they might find it in the future and everything would

start all over again."

"She has a point," said Chris. "Even though very few people knew who they

were before they got their powers it's common knowledge in my reality. It would

make more sense for a demon to kill them instead of taking the book."

"Or both," said Tiffany. "Didn't you tell us that the book was corrupted

to evil a couple of times?"

"Yes," said Chris. "They were always able to change it back, though."

"Well," said Tiffany, "if I were a demon, I'd come back, kill the three of

them to ever prevent the Power of Three from happening, and then take the book

and try to corrupt it. That would make a powerful force for evil."

"Did you two find out anything?" asked Leo.

"Some," said Tiffany. "Darryl Morris, Andy's old partner, was killed in

the line of duty about five years ago. The girls' father, Victor Bennett, died

of a heart attack about three years ago."

"Those are about the times when Prue and Andy died," said Chris.

"Balance, I told you," said Leo. "Any demonic indications?"

"None that I could tell," said Tiffany. "Except that I couldn't read

Cole's mind. That's only happened with demons. It's not definitive, but it's

always worked on humans before. There's something decidedly odd about him."

"Demonic influence," said Leo. "I sensed it the second I saw him. Of

course, if Chris hadn't said something, I wouldn't have sensed it. There would

have been no reason for me to. He doesn't appear to be anything but another

human."

"You see?" asked Chris. "Everything I told you is true. Only it's all

changed. Prue, Andy, and Cole are alive when they should be dead. And the

girls aren't the Charmed Ones. Someone must have come back and altered the

past."

"I'll admit that it does appear you were right," said Leo. "But it still

doesn't explain what Cole is doing with Phoebe. Belthazor specializes in

killing witches. Except that Phoebe has no powers and so is technically not a

witch. We need to find out what he's doing with her."

"That isn't going to be easy," said Tiffany. "We can't just go up and ask

him. So far, he has no idea we suspect him of anything. We're just some old

friends who stopped by for a visit."

"I'll check around and see what I can find out," said Leo. "There should

be some information about Belthazor circulating. A demon of his status doesn't

stay off the radar very long."

"Are you going to inform the Elders?" Chris asked.

"No," said Leo. "Not until we have more to go on. If someone has figured

a way to alter the past, they're going to want to know who it is and how it was

done. Right now, we don't have those answers. And I'm not sure they'd believe

me without some kind of proof, anyway. It sounds so incredulous."

"What about a time portal?" Chris asked. "Or a temporal vortex, anything

like that? Any reports of those?"

"None," said Leo. "If someone did come back in time, it's possible it may

not have registered with the Elders. Changing the past could have affected them

in ways we can't even begin to understand."

"Are we sure someone came back to alter the past?" asked Tiffany.

"What do you mean?" Leo asked.

"Well," said Tiffany, "maybe it was an accident. Maybe someone came back

from the future and did something that altered everything. We aren't sure

there's anything malevolent going on here, other than Belthazor being with

Phoebe. It seems to me that if someone were going through all this trouble they

would have done more than just keep the girls from becoming the Charmed Ones."

"That's a possibility, I suppose," said Leo. "Let's get some sleep. We

can try to figure this out in the morning."

Once home, they all began to get ready for bed. Tiffany had a spare room

in her house and Chris was going to be using until they could sort things out.

"Do you believe him?" Tiffany asked Leo. "About someone going back in

time and altering the past?"

"Ordinarily I'd say no," said Leo. "But he's been right about so many

things. And he is a White Lighter, you confirmed that. I'm just not sure what

to think. If someone did alter the past, I'd think there'd be more indications

that it had happened. Even a minor change, theoretically, could have numerous

consequences. This appears to be limited to just the girls."

"Well, I know he believes what he's saying," said Tiffany. "And he's

genuinely concerned about it. Not just for himself, but for the girls and

everyone else. And he's extremely confused."

"Aren't we all?" Leo asked. "Let's get some sleep and tackle this in the

morning."

As they got ready for bed, a figure hid in the shadows outside the house.

Cole Turner stared in the window at Leo and Tiffany.

"A White Lighter and a witch," he whispered to himself. "I thought as

much when they showed up at the manor. I'd better keep an eye on them. They

could ruin everything. And I've worked too hard to have anything go wrong now."

Quietly, Cole looked around to make sure no one was about, and then

shimmered out of the yard back to the manor.