A/N: I know it's long. It was nearly 5 pages on Word. But then Fanfic messed with the paragraphing and I had to space it, so it came out to 6 pages! Sorry about that! But I hope you enjoy, anyway! -------------------------------------------

"Leo!!" Piper and Phoebe yelled in unison. Together, they helped Paige up and stumbled into the living room with her. Chris followed close behind as the sister's put Paige down on the couch.

"Leo, help! It's serious!" Phoebe cried.

Piper ran out of site. Moments later, she returned, her arms full of bandages, cloth, ointment, gauze, and medical tape. She dropped it beside the couch, then ran to the kitchen, filled a bowl with warm water, and came back, placing it on the coffee table.

"Leo!" Piper yelled. "Damn it, where is he?" she snarled.

"Piper help me sit her up," Phoebe said, gently pushing Paige into a sitting position with Piper's help. Phoebe then snapped the back of the arrow off and laid Paige back down, taking the arrow in a tight fist. "Paige, this might hurt," she said gently, before ripping the poisonous arrow out of her little sister.

Paige shrieked in pain, twisting and turning.

"LEO!" Phoebe screamed, louder than before.

"He won't come," Chris said, speaking up for the first time since he had come downstairs.

"Chris, what? What are you talking about?" Piper asked.

Chris didn't want to worry his mom any more, but she had to know. "Wyatt came into the attic. I think he planned the Darklighter attack on Paige. And I think he did something with dad."

Piper started to laugh. "What else can go wrong today?" she asked, shaking her head. "Melinda's gone, Wyatt has the Book, Paige is fatally wounded, and Leo might be captured or dead."

"Phoebe looked away from Paige. "I think it just got worse," she muttered hoarsely. "Her breathing is shallow and her pulse is barely there."

"I've never done it before, but maybe I could try to heal her," Chris suggested.

"Go for it. It's our only option and I'm not loosing another sister," Phoebe replied, moving out of the way so Chris had room.

Chris walked to Paige and knelt down beside her. He took a deep breath and placed his hand over her wound, careful to avoid touching the poison himself. He put all his thought and strength into healing Paige. A golden glow emanated from his palm. The wound began to heal and was gone in seconds.

Paige blinked a few times, shaking as she sat up. "Thanks, Chris, I owe you one."

Chris smiled a little and nodded.

"We still need to find Leo, get the Book, save Melinda, and . . . and vanquish Wyatt," Piper said, hesitating on the last part.

"Are you sure, sweetie?" Phoebe asked.

Piper sighed and nodded. "What other choice do we have? It's the only way to stop him. So, Phoebe, we'll need those spells you were working on. Paige, are you up to potion making?" Paige nodded. "Chris . . . you've done enough for one day."

Chris narrowed his eyes a little. "I said I was sorry."

"Sorry doesn't get the Book back," Piper reminded him, arms crossed. "Right now we need to pray he doesn't strip us of our powers. As long as we still have them we have a fighting chance." She sighed and gathered up the first- aid stuff. "Guess we didn't need these. At least you did one thing right," she remarked before disappearing up the stairs to return the medical stuff to the bathroom.

Chris gritted his teeth to keep from commenting. Instead, he turned to Phoebe and Paige. "Can you guys deal with this alone? I have some things I need to do."

Paige and Phoebe exchanged worried glances, then looked back at Chris.

"Don't worry. I won't screw anything up again," he sighed.

"Alright. Just . . . check in," Paige said, nodding him off.

Chris nodded back and orbed out.

Phoebe sighed. "Come on, let's go check on Piper."

Paige nodded, following Phoebe up the stairs to the second floor, then to Piper's room. Paige knocked, but there was no answer. She exchanged a worried frown with Phoebe and knocked again - No answer.

"Piper?" Phoebe called, reaching out and turning the knob on the door but it was locked. "Okay, now I'm worried. Piper!"

Paige took Phoebe's hand and orbed them into Piper's room. Inside, it looked as if a hurricane had run through; clothes were strewn across the bed and floor, loose papers littered the carpet, perfume bottles and jewelry were knocked over on the dresser. Pictures on Piper's nightstand had been knocked onto the floor, their glass shattered. The door leading to the bathroom was broken off it's hinges and splintered, looking as if Piper had blown it up, and the sheets on the bed were ripped off, half on the floor, the pillows torn apart and the stuffing strewn across the bed and floor.

"Oh god," Phoebe murmured, holding Paige's wrist to keep from falling over in shock.

"You don't think . . ." Paige began, but Phoebe finished for her, "Wyatt."

Paige tried to remain calm. "Okay, it's okay. All we need to do is go up to the Book and-"she cut off in mid sentence, remembering that the Book was in Wyatt's clutches. She separated herself from Phoebe and moved to Piper's bed, sitting, feeling completely helpless.

"Our problems just got bigger," Phoebe muttered, pacing the room, trying to avoid stepping on anything.

In her many years of being a witch, Phoebe had run into a lot of dead-ends, but she, Piper, and Prue had always managed to fix things, one way or another. In the end, everything had almost always worked out, with a few minor, and sometimes major, things happening now and then. But of all the things, this was the worst. So much was going wrong and there didn't seem to be any way to fix it. Melinda was brainwashed and evil, Wyatt had the Book, Leo wasn't answering their call, and now Piper was missing. There was also the possibility that, at any moment, Wyatt could decide to strip their powers.

Wait! Phoebe thought, Powers! She could try to get a vision. She began to walk around the room, touching everything that was out of place.

"Phoebe, what are you doing?" Paige asked, sounding groggy, like she hadn't slept in days.

"Trying to get a vision. Maybe it will tell us who took Piper or where she is," Phoebe replied, touching the perfume and jewelry on the dresser before moving to the door. She touched it carefully to avoid getting a splinter. And then, it hit her, hard and fast.

-Piper, lying on her bed with tears in her eyes. She felt bad for being so hard on Chris. Something caught Piper's attention and she looked up, then her face contorted into one of anger. Suddenly, whoever was in the room yanked the sheets out from under Piper, who fell off the bed. Piper quickly stood. Someone rushed her and she jumped aside, knocking into her dresser. Something threw her into her nightstand. She regained her balance and threw her hands up, but whatever she was trying to do – freeze or blow up – didn't work. Her attacker had jumped aside and her attack hit the bathroom door. The person stepped up close to Piper, revealing their identity. They grabbed Piper and left with her.-

Phoebe gasped, opening her eyes. She took slow, deep breaths and tried to stop her body from shaking. She looked at Paige. "We were right. It was Wyatt. He took Piper."

Paige bit her lip, tears swelling in her eyes. "What are we supposed to do now, Phoebe? We need the Power of Three for most of our spells, we don't exactly have that many spells, and we can't locate Wyatt, if he's in the Underworld, without Leo . . . who's also gone!"

Phoebe shook her head sadly. "I don't know. I just don't know." She paused, then shrugged. "At least we have our powers still. That's a good thing, right?"

Paige managed to nod. She sighed "I just hope Piper is okay."

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Piper groaned, opening her eyes slowly. Wherever she was, it was dim with only candles to light up the place. It was cold and damp and she realized that she was tied up. Her head ached. It felt like she had been hit with something heavy. She blinked a few times, then realized she was in the Underworld.

Then it all came back to her. Wyatt coming into her room and attacking her, fighting him but loosing. He had shimmered her to the Underworld. She fought him the entire time. He had gotten fed up and hit her, so hard she saw stars and blacked out.

"You're awake," said a voice Piper recognized all too well. Wyatt came towards her, twirling a sharp dagger in his right hand. "Good."

"Where's Melinda?" Piper demanded, though it sounded more like 'whurs malina?' because she was still pretty out of it from the head trauma. She blinked a few times, trying to rid herself of the dizzy feeling she had and to clear her semi-blurred vision.

"Give it up, mother. Melinda belongs to me now,' Wyatt replied, annoyed. "Now, I've brought you here to make a deal. If you agree, you live. If you refuse, I kill Leo, Chris, Phoebe, Paige, and Melinda . . . while you watch."

"You wouldn't. You need us. If you kill us, you won't get our powers," Piper retorted, suddenly very much alert.

Wyatt nodded once. "True. But that can wait until later. So here's the deal: You willingly give up your powers to me and I will give you Melinda and Leo back."

Piper stared at him blankly. Could she trust him? Probably not. She had to think of a way to outsmart him, get him to give her Melinda without forfeiting her powers. "The odds are against you, mother. You can't get out of this mess without giving up one thing or another," Wyatt noted, grinning slyly. "This is one thing the infamous Charmed Ones can't squirm out of without loosing something they love dearly."

"Wanna bet?" someone asked from behind.

Wyatt turned. Phoebe and Paige stood, arms crossed. Leo, whom they had located and rescued moments before, was standing beside them, looking pissed off.

"How did you-"Wyatt began, looking stunned.

"You might have our Book, but we still have our ways. Your little Darklighter attack didn't work. Paige lived. She orbed us down here and was able to sense Leo. We took out your guards, rescued him, and then he sensed where Piper was," Phoebe summed it up. "And now? We're going to vanquish your sorry ass!"

Wyatt hissed in annoyance. "Melinda!"

Melinda, in a shimmer of black, appeared beside Wyatt. She got close to him and hugged him around the middle.

"That's low, you bastard!" Paige snapped.

Wyatt grinned and shrugged. "This isn't over, witch. I still have your Book and the little girl. Until we meet again!" He shimmered out.

Leo ran to Piper, kneeling beside her. He placed his hand over the bruise on her head and had it healed in seconds. He hugged her tightly, then helped her up and headed back to her sisters.

"Melinda! He still has Melinda!" Piper whined, trying to squirm out of Leo's embrace.

"We need to regroup before we go after him again," Paige said, taking Phoebe's hand.

Leo nodded. He held Piper close and orbed her home, while Paige orbed Phoebe home.

Chris paced the living room of Halliwell manor. He'd been doing so for nearly an hour and only stopped now because he saw the familiar blue orbs appearing. When he saw Leo & Piper and Phoebe & Paige, he felt extremely relieved.

"I'm so glad you're okay, all of you!" he exclaimed.

"We're not so okay," Leo replied, "Wyatt still has Melinda and the Book. And he came so close to taking Piper's powers from her."

Piper pulled from Leo and sat down on the couch, tears in her eyes. "How can so much have gone so wrong in just a few days?" she asked no one in particular.

"I think it's time for a plan b," Paige suggested.

Everyone nodded and immediately began throwing out suggestions on how to get Melinda back.

"One problem," Leo said. "We only have until midnight tomorrow to get Melinda back, otherwise she's gone for good. The evil will have taken her over completely."

"It's going to be one hell of a night," Phoebe grumbled.

One long hell of a night!