"Phoebe? Paige? What's going on?" Piper crept down the stairs and peered at
her
sisters. Her eyes shifted from Phoebe to Paige to Wyatt, and finally to the broken flask.
Wyatt gurgled at the sight of his mother and immediately, his shield disappeared. Piper
scooped him up and placed him on her hip. "What the hell are you doing?"
Phoebe and Paige looked at each other. They both knew the truth spell still had several
hours till it wore off.
"Well...I couldn't sleep this morning, so I decided to try to make a potion to turn Wyatt
into the girl he was supposed to be," began Paige.
Before Piper could react, Phoebe blurted, "I tried to use it on him, but he used his shield
against it. Piper, there's something wrong here."
Piper exploded. "You WHAT? Phoebe, he probably thought you were trying to kill him?
Did you ever think about that? He was probably scared...what if your little pink potion
had gone wrong? Especially since you made it, Paige! You could have turned him into a
horny toad or something! You're idiots! You're insane! You're careless!"
"We're you're sisters," insisted Paige. "We want nothing more than for you and Wyatt to
be happy. But that won't happen until we know who's after him. And we thought we
would be making things right. Like Chris and Leo said, even the Elders expected a girl."
Piper glared at her. "And what if it really had killed him?" she growled.
Phoebe tattled on her sister. "Well, Paige said that the world would be better off if it did."
Piper said nothing. Instead, she set Wyatt down in his playpen. Then she turned to her
sisters, her face expressionless. Piper raised her hands and blew up the lamp behind them.
Then she collected her son and quietly walked upstairs.
"Well that went better than expected," said Phoebe.
Paige smacked her sister on the arm.
"Ow!"
"The world would be better off, eh?"
Phoebe shrunk back to avoid another blow. "Truth spell, truth spell!"
Suddenly, Paige was snatched from behind. And hand stifled her squeals, and a woman's
voice whispered in her ear. "Give me the baby."
Phoebe opened her mouth to call for Piper, but a powerful blow from the woman's hand
sent her sprawling.
The woman threw Paige to the ground and placed a black, stiletto heeled boot on her
chest, pinning her. Paige looked up to see a woman clad in black and red leather. Her
thick, wavy hair was chestnut brown, and it was pulled back in a tight ponytail that hung
to her mid-back. Paige thought her attacker looked faintly familiar, but her first priority
was escaping, not picking her brain to figure out who this mysterious woman was.
Phoebe put her hand to her head and felt something warm and sticky. She didn't dare get
up again, for fear of another attack by the leather-clad woman. She couldn't shake the
feeling that she'd seen this girl before.
"The baby," repeated the girl. "Give him to me and I won't hurt you." Her voice was
calm, but stern and demanding. The sisters just stared at her, stunned, and confused. They
caught each other's eye and together yelled for Chris.
The woman kicked Paige hard in the stomach. Phoebe jumped up, but the woman sent
her sprawling again without so much as blink of an eye.
Piper and Chris entered the room at the same time. The woman turned at the sound of
Piper's boots on the stairs, just enough time to give Chris the chance to attack her. He
launched himself at her, catching her off-guard and knocking her to the ground,
freeing Paige.
As Chris pinned her to the ground, the woman tried desperately to turn her face away
from him. Grabbing her by the hair, he wrenched her head forward and planned on
demanding, "Who are you?"
Instead, a flood of thoughts filled his mind, which really weren't thoughts at all; they
were memories. Memories of a young, brown-eyed girl, stealing his toys and throwing
food at him. Memories of her high-school graduation and him crying as she moved out of
the Manor. He remembered missing and worrying about her, only to have his greatest
fears come to life.
"Mel," whispered Chris, as the woman struggled to get up. He held her down for a few
more seconds, not knowing what to do, and she orbed out from
underneath him. As Chris fell the few inches to the ground, he noticed it was a dark orb.
Where did she acquire a dark orb, he wondered.
In the few second this took place, Paige picked herself up off the ground and ran to
Phoebe. She placed her hands over Phoebe's bleeding head and healed her. When she
turned her attention back to Chris, the woman had disappeared.
"What the hell was that all about?" said Piper.
"That was Melinda." Goddamn Truth Spell, thought Chris.
"That was who?" Paige asked. "You mean Prudence Melinda?"
"Exactly."
"How do you know that?" asked Piper.
"I saw it when I touched her, like a premonition. Only they were memories."
Phoebe shook her head. "I don't understand. That means we succeed in changing Wyatt.
Do you realize that?" She was answered by nodding heads. "But why would she want to
come back for him?"
sisters. Her eyes shifted from Phoebe to Paige to Wyatt, and finally to the broken flask.
Wyatt gurgled at the sight of his mother and immediately, his shield disappeared. Piper
scooped him up and placed him on her hip. "What the hell are you doing?"
Phoebe and Paige looked at each other. They both knew the truth spell still had several
hours till it wore off.
"Well...I couldn't sleep this morning, so I decided to try to make a potion to turn Wyatt
into the girl he was supposed to be," began Paige.
Before Piper could react, Phoebe blurted, "I tried to use it on him, but he used his shield
against it. Piper, there's something wrong here."
Piper exploded. "You WHAT? Phoebe, he probably thought you were trying to kill him?
Did you ever think about that? He was probably scared...what if your little pink potion
had gone wrong? Especially since you made it, Paige! You could have turned him into a
horny toad or something! You're idiots! You're insane! You're careless!"
"We're you're sisters," insisted Paige. "We want nothing more than for you and Wyatt to
be happy. But that won't happen until we know who's after him. And we thought we
would be making things right. Like Chris and Leo said, even the Elders expected a girl."
Piper glared at her. "And what if it really had killed him?" she growled.
Phoebe tattled on her sister. "Well, Paige said that the world would be better off if it did."
Piper said nothing. Instead, she set Wyatt down in his playpen. Then she turned to her
sisters, her face expressionless. Piper raised her hands and blew up the lamp behind them.
Then she collected her son and quietly walked upstairs.
"Well that went better than expected," said Phoebe.
Paige smacked her sister on the arm.
"Ow!"
"The world would be better off, eh?"
Phoebe shrunk back to avoid another blow. "Truth spell, truth spell!"
Suddenly, Paige was snatched from behind. And hand stifled her squeals, and a woman's
voice whispered in her ear. "Give me the baby."
Phoebe opened her mouth to call for Piper, but a powerful blow from the woman's hand
sent her sprawling.
The woman threw Paige to the ground and placed a black, stiletto heeled boot on her
chest, pinning her. Paige looked up to see a woman clad in black and red leather. Her
thick, wavy hair was chestnut brown, and it was pulled back in a tight ponytail that hung
to her mid-back. Paige thought her attacker looked faintly familiar, but her first priority
was escaping, not picking her brain to figure out who this mysterious woman was.
Phoebe put her hand to her head and felt something warm and sticky. She didn't dare get
up again, for fear of another attack by the leather-clad woman. She couldn't shake the
feeling that she'd seen this girl before.
"The baby," repeated the girl. "Give him to me and I won't hurt you." Her voice was
calm, but stern and demanding. The sisters just stared at her, stunned, and confused. They
caught each other's eye and together yelled for Chris.
The woman kicked Paige hard in the stomach. Phoebe jumped up, but the woman sent
her sprawling again without so much as blink of an eye.
Piper and Chris entered the room at the same time. The woman turned at the sound of
Piper's boots on the stairs, just enough time to give Chris the chance to attack her. He
launched himself at her, catching her off-guard and knocking her to the ground,
freeing Paige.
As Chris pinned her to the ground, the woman tried desperately to turn her face away
from him. Grabbing her by the hair, he wrenched her head forward and planned on
demanding, "Who are you?"
Instead, a flood of thoughts filled his mind, which really weren't thoughts at all; they
were memories. Memories of a young, brown-eyed girl, stealing his toys and throwing
food at him. Memories of her high-school graduation and him crying as she moved out of
the Manor. He remembered missing and worrying about her, only to have his greatest
fears come to life.
"Mel," whispered Chris, as the woman struggled to get up. He held her down for a few
more seconds, not knowing what to do, and she orbed out from
underneath him. As Chris fell the few inches to the ground, he noticed it was a dark orb.
Where did she acquire a dark orb, he wondered.
In the few second this took place, Paige picked herself up off the ground and ran to
Phoebe. She placed her hands over Phoebe's bleeding head and healed her. When she
turned her attention back to Chris, the woman had disappeared.
"What the hell was that all about?" said Piper.
"That was Melinda." Goddamn Truth Spell, thought Chris.
"That was who?" Paige asked. "You mean Prudence Melinda?"
"Exactly."
"How do you know that?" asked Piper.
"I saw it when I touched her, like a premonition. Only they were memories."
Phoebe shook her head. "I don't understand. That means we succeed in changing Wyatt.
Do you realize that?" She was answered by nodding heads. "But why would she want to
come back for him?"