A couple of moments later, everyone was still standing, shocked about what happened.

Phoebe was the first one to act upon what had just taken place moments ago. She walked to where Paige had just stood, where the Source had just been and announced, "We have to go after her. She won't stand a chance against him."

"I agree," Jamie stated as he took a stand right beside Phoebe. "She's still new to everything. He'll just rip her apart."

"Either that or he'll keep her alive to get me back," Phoebe stated nervously as she eyed everyone randomly. She squared off to Jamie, "You're not going."

Jamie turned to Phoebe with an upset look on his face. "Why am I not going Phoebe? Why don't you tell me why I'm not going," Jamie replied, getting a little upset.

"Because Jamie, the Source almost killed you. I will not lose someone else that I love. I've already lost to many. All because of me," Phoebe whispered the last sentence to where it was almost inaudible had any noise been made.

Prue and Piper shared a look of concern. Neither one had any clue as to what Phoebe was talking about. Prue just wished that she knew what her sister had gone through the past four or five months. The fact that Phoebe was on close terms with another demon was a little unnerving to her.

"Phoebe, you know Paige will die if we don't get down there soon enough," Jamie voiced what they both knew were true.

"Why don't you two finish this fight when we get back," Prue said, taking charge of the situation. "Jamie, you and Cole know your way pretty good down there, so you are both going," Prue demanded, locking eyes with Phoebe. Prue saw something in that moment flash through Phoebe's eyes. It was a mixture of grief and death.

Prue and Cole shimmered into the central chamber room, Leo and Piper orbed in next, followed by Phoebe and Jamie.

"Can you sense her Leo?" Piper asked nervously.

Leo was silent a moment. His face formed a troubled expression, as he was deep in concentration. "I can sense her, but she's weak. We have to hurry," Leo informed everyone.

"Jamie, can you show us the way to my old room? I have a feeling that is where the Source has her," Phoebe replied. She was getting scared. She didn't know if she would have the courage to do what she thinks she must.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I remember the way back to the room. Just follow me," Jamie announced to anxiously waiting group of people.

The three witches, two demons, and white lighter were crouched outside the door that led to the room that held Phoebe captivated for a couple of months. This was not a room any of them wished to visit. Nor had Phoebe ever wanted to re-enter the room. Now was not the time to be thinking of themselves. Paige was trapped in there and they were going to go in and save her, personal feelings aside.

Phoebe looked to Jamie, who seemed to be thinking of other things at the moment. "Well?" Phoebe asked, looking to him. "What are you waiting for?" Asked Phoebe after receiving no response to her former question.

Jamie's gaze was held by the floor, which seem oddly amusing at the moment. "I...to get through, I have to turn into my demon form," Jamie's gaze lifted to Phoebe. "I don't want you to have to see me like that," silence following the tense moment before that confrontation. The quiet before the storm as it is normally referred to.

"Jamie..., now is not the time for this. I have seen Cole as Belthazor before. Hell, I fight demons all the time. So, why don't tell me what's really wrong?" Phoebe asked of Jamie.

"We don't have time for this now," Prue hissed, getting agitated at the lack of effort being put into rescuing her youngest sister. Funny, Prue thought, that's how she use to refer to Phoebe, as her youngest sister.

Phoebe looked back, upset that Prue was trying to rush a needed moment. "Why don't you guys work on a plan for once we get in the room? Then you can work on our escape plan for getting out of the room," Phoebe hinted to her oldest sister.

Prue shot her sister a look and turned back to Piper, Leo, and Cole to begin working on her plan while Phoebe and Jamie had a heart to heart talk.

Jamie, whose gaze was mesmerized by the lack of pattern on the floor again, whispered, "I don't want you to see my hideous form."

Phoebe looked at Jamie a moment, shocked by what she just heard. "Jamie," Phoebe said, grabbing Jamie's chin and forcing his eyes to look into hers. "I won't think anything different of you once I see you."

"It's just, you we the first person I meet that I felt I could really trust, besides Clay. I felt like I could tell you anything," Jamie confessed.

"And you can tell me anything," Phoebe encouraged. "I will always be here for you no matter what. Got it?" Phoebe question. Jamie nodded his head. Phoebe turned back to the others, "Okay, get ready to go in," Phoebe warned. Everyone got into their positions.

He looked down in great concentration as he began to change from his human form into his demonic one. He place his hand on the pad and the door opened, Phoebe poked her head in the room and looked around. The only person she saw was Paige, "Okay, the coast is clear," Phoebe confirmed.

Phoebe stayed outside the room, checking up and down the corridor as Prue, Piper, Leo, and Cole rushed inside to get Paige. Phoebe glanced in the room as she saw Cole shatter the chains. When she looked back at Jamie, he had already changed back.

Prue, Piper, Leo, and Cole came rushing out of the room. "Alright, let's go," Prue demanded. With Phoebe in the lead, the group made its way back to the front chamber.

Just as Phoebe was coming to the last corridor that would lead them back to the orbing chamber, the Source stepped into her path.

"Hello Phoebe, I must say, it is nice to see you again. Although, I wish that weren't trying to break your sister out of here, not the best circumstances wouldn't you say?"

Phoebe just stood firm, holding her ground. "Well, I don't think it was very nice of you kidnapping my sister in the first place. If you wanted me to come down here, all you had to do was ask," Phoebe sarcastically commented back.

A smile spread across the Source's face. "Me and you, you know the rules," the Source challenged.

"Bring it on," Phoebe said, stepping up to the Source's challenge bravely. On the inside, Phoebe was trembling. She knew what she had to do, but was afraid to do it. She was afraid for her life and lives of the people around her. The people she loves.

Swords materialized into Phoebe and the Sources' hands. "Let the games begin," Phoebe said, indicating the start of the battle.