After her return, there had been hugs, and smiles, and then came the arguing; that was why she, Chris, and Wyatt were all sitting on a bench downstairs in the foyer instead of upstairs discussing it with the "adults." Chris thought that Leo had pleaded her case, and that the elders decided she would do enough good to deserve a second chance. Wyatt then joked that Chris' love for Mahina had done it, and Mahina said that it was impossible. Then they had all started to argue and Piper had intervened. It was never a good thing when Chris and Wyatt's mother intervened.

So they were all kicked out of the attic, and orbed to the bench downstairs. "Well," Mahina said, looking form one brother to the other, "at least I saved you, huh?" She looked at Wyatt sideways. "But as a note, next time you become the Source, don't make me dress in this. Ever."

Wyatt smirked, and put an arm around her. "It's a deal," he said, nudging Chris with the back of his hand, "and I still remember your face when she came down those stairs; you liked what you saw."

"So?" Chris smirked, and stuck an arm around Mahina's shoulders as well. "At least we got her back. It would be terrible to remember her, and not to have her."

"Agreed."

Before Mahina could add anything else to the conversation the gaggle of adults came downstairs; they all looked amused as the three Halfling on the bench tried to look totally innocent. Of course, they were just reconnecting, but they had always felt guilty when their parents had shown up after talking even if they hadn't done anything.

"So?" she asked, getting to the question before Chris or Wyatt could. "What's the verdict?"

Leo smirked. "Well, everyone was a little bit right," he told them, "the Elders DID bring you back because I made your case, that only by Gideon's death would Wyatt be saved. But Wyatt was also right in the fact that Chris' love was your saving grace."

"Yeah, but if you two hadn't done what you had," Paige said, earning snickers from everyone but Chris and Mahina, "that wouldn't' have saved you. It's your kids that will do great things."

Mahina put her head in her hands; she didn't want to dwell of THAT particular life decision at the moment, she mostly wanted to forget it ever happened. She was completely head over heels for Chris Halliwell, and he'd just left her. She sighed, and looked at Wyatt, telling him, "I bet you knew that as the Source, huh?"

"Actually," Wyatt told her, "I think I always knew." At Mahina's reaction Wyatt smiled. "I always was fighting to get out, sort of like..."

Piper whistled to interrupt Wyatt from saying the name 'Cole'. Even after a few years it was still a sore subject around the house. "As for getting you guys back," she said, "you'll all have to make the spell to do it. It's not simple like before, it requires more power to send you back."

"We're using Mahina's." When Mahina looked at him, Chris shrugged. "You got all of us BACK in time, didn't you?" He put an arm around her and smiled as Wyatt did the same. "Come on, you have some revising to do."

They all went, as a group, upstairs; Chris hung back with Piper and Leo, and Wyatt did the same. Mahina was up ahead, looking as much a Halliwell as any of the Charmed Ones. It made Mahina's mother smile.

"Well," Piper said, looking at Chris and Wyatt, "I guess this is it, huh?"

Chris stuck his hands in his pockets. "I guess so, at least until I'm born," he told her, "sorry about sending dad to Valhalla..." At Leo's look he shrugged. "I had some issues to work out. Still do."

Piper smiled. "Don't worry about it, he deserved it." At Leo's mouth opening she just put up her hand in a 'talk to the hand' motion. "Oh, don't even try to deny it." She looked at Wyatt. "Oh honey... you became the Source, and... she saved you."

Wyatt nodded, and looked over in the direction of where Mahina was with Pheobe in the attic. "Yeah, she's quite the girl that one." He looked back at Piper. "Guess you can understand why we fought over her, huh?"

"Yeah, but she loves Chris."

Chris sighed; he knew where this was getting at, and he didn't like it one bit. However, now was as good a time as any to admit that everyone was right. He loved Mahina, always had and always would. "FINE," he said, "you want me to say it?"

"It'd be nice," Wyatt said, smirking at his brother, "especially for her."

"Look, I love her; more than anyone else in the world." He grumbled, and crossed his arms. "Could we just go back now?"

Mahina had caught bits and pieces of the conversation, and smirked as she headed away from Pheobe and went over to her mother. Her mother, who would still have her and still raise her. "You be a good girl now, you hear me," she said, wrapping her arms around Mahina, "and don't' change a thing. I want grandchildren with that Halliwell boy."

"MOM," Mahian responded, going so red she looked like a tomato and causing Wyatt and Chris to break out in hysterical laughter, "both of you ARE Halliwell boys, you know."

"Ready?" Pheobe asked, looking at Chris and Wyatt; they were going to go home, and everything would be right again. "I rewrote the spell, giving it a change so you could all go."

Chris nodded. "There's nothing else I ever thought I'd want to do more than get back to that time," he told her, "but now that it's CHANGED..."

Wyatt stuck his hand up. "Yes, we get the point," he said, "we all miss home. Now, let's get going before our parents come back for us."

Mahina smirked, and shook her head; how did she put up with these two again? Oh, that's right, she loved one of them. Stepping between them, she handed them each a stick of incense. "Put them into the flame, and stick them in the holders, as we begin...." She knew they all took a deep breath as they started:

Here now these words, here now the rhyme.
Heed the hope within our minds.

Send us home, to where we'll find,
Our right place in space and time.

She waved once more, and felt the familiar swoosh of orbing. They were finally going home, and everything was right again. Goddess, she felt sick...