It's been about a month since Prue came home.

She walks through the double doors of the manor, hangs up her jacket, and heads for the kitchen.

"I can't believe how much mail I am getting! Back from the dead, and I've got at least a

dozen offers for transfer balances!" She tears up the credit card applications and throws them

away. She presses the button on the answering machine, and listens to Nancy O'Dell asking for an

interview, several more calls about offering credit, and Piper saying she wouldn't be able to cook

dinner tonight because of a meeting at Wyatt and Chris' magic pre-school.

Just then Phoebe walks in and walks up to Prue for a hug.

"Pheebs, I promise I'm not going anywhere again, you can stop now, you're smooshing me!"

"I'm sowwy Pwue, but I thought I'd never get to hug you again!" in her baby-talk voice.

"Daryl was so great, coming up with one last cover story for us," Prue says as she starts

looking for a snack. "Witness protection program. Personally I find it very phoney, but everyone

seems to be believing it. Like I really would have been out on assignment for 415 magazine and

just happened to get a few shots of a mob murder. Puleez! I would have stopped it."

"Of course you would have," says Paige as she walks in, wearing a lime green halter top, much

like the white one Prue is wearing. She picks up a knife and starts slicing up the fruit that

has been laid out on the counter. "but Daryl was pretty much thinking on his feet, and we should

actually be grateful that he said anything, seeing as how he hates us now."

"I'm working on Daryl," Prue says as she gets out a large bowl for the fruit salad. She

bumps into Phoebe when turning around, tapping her with the bowl. Phoebe has a premonition of

Wyatt and Chris playing on the floor, mixing bowls on their heads for helmets. She laughs mid-

premonition, until she sees a demon shimmer into the room with an energy ball. Phoebe gasps, and

her sisters both say, "What did you see?"

Phoebe describes the vision, "They were just playing over there on the floor when they're

attacked." She looks at her watch. "Piper won't be home with them for at least a couple hours,

I'm heading upstairs to the Book of Shadows to find out who that demon was."

After several minutes of flipping through pages for Phoebe, and pacing the attic for Prue and

Paige, "I found him! Kovos, a lower-level demon. He must be trying to impress the new Source.

Well, he's not going to do it by hurting my nephews! We'll hurt him first!"

"Well, if he's a lower-level demon, we won't even need to work on a vanquishing potion or spell.

We'll just wait for him to throw an energy ball and either Prue or myself will intercept it and

send it right back at him. We won't even have to tell Piper and Leo about it." Paige says.

"Let's summon him," says Prue.

They do their summoning spell, and Kovos appears. "Why have you called me here?"

"I think you know the answer to that already," says Paige. She sets the trap by orbing

a lamp toward the demon, and he creates an energy ball, thrusts it toward her, and Prue raises

her hand and flings it back at him. He is dead.

"Well, now that he's out of the way, let's get back to lunch," says Phoebe.