Another burial, and all that was left were two mourning sisters who had been here nearly 5 years ago. The same cemetery, the exact same funeral home and even worse but it seemed the limo driver was the same. It was a practical joke, it had to have been. Two sisters gone. Paige had been buried with her power. It never left. It was as if, it had held on, even into death.
On the way home it hit Phoebe like a premonition. She could call for Paige's heart, with Paige's power. She could channel Paige and call her heart into Paige's body. It was the only way they could get the Charmed Ones up and running and stop The End. It was literal and tangy, The End, such a nasty thought. One single creature once mortal, able to topple the Charmed Ones and even able to rip the beating heart out of Paige, their baby sister.
Phoebe threw open the manor door, ran up the stairs and put out the Black crystals, white could channel ghosts and keep evil within a sanctioned zone. Black did the opposite, channeled evil but kept good in a zone. It was to keep Wyatt and Chris in their bedroom, playing and out of trouble.
Phoebe sat in the attic and ordered that the body of Paige be returned it's heart. She wasn't sure if it worked, and she was unsure if Paige was safe, but she knew somehow in her stomach, that Paige had been restored and she wasn't safe yet.