Chapter 4: The Attic

"We've decided to grant your request: with one condition. Paige will become a whitelighter with normal duties and loyalties but still keep her other non-whitelighter powers. And Prue and Piper will be a part of the Power Of Three again." Pheobe looked at her younger sister to see what her reaction was. Paige's face showed half-joy and half-anger. "how long do we have decide?" Paige asked. "All the time it takes you to get back." The Elders said mysteriously waving his hand. The two witches and their nephew were enveloped in piercing white light.

The light stopped. The 3 people took a step forward. "hey. where are we?" Phoebe asked. "I think we're in the attic." Wyatt answered. They looked around the room that they had been teleported into and saw that it was in fact the attic but that it had changed. There was no longer all the baby things cluttered in storage here, but a table and couch to one side with a chest next to it and on a stand was the Book of Shadows. "Hey look the Book!" Wyatt ran to it happily and grinned. "Oh, Paige, I think you set a trend: the book's covered with lil' bits of coloured paper." "Hey! I happen to like my system as it works and it's quick and you never seem to complain!" Paige retorted. "We know sweetie and we'r grateful." Pheobe intervened. "You better be.." Paige said with slitted eyes while moving to stand next to Wyatt who was rifling through the book a frown on his face. "What's wrong Wyatt." She asked concerned. "It's different." "What is?" Pehobe asked while moving to stand beside them. "The Book - most of the spells are ones we've never used and the demons are ones we've never encountered." "are you sure?" Pheobe asked quickly. "Yes." Wyatt replied calmly. "Deadly."