The underworld; It wasn't a place Cole Turner enjoyed being in. Everything about it was evil, everything. It had this habit of turning those who found themselves within its borders into something more evil than they had been before. He made his way into an abandoned temple, and let Phoebe's body rest on the rock slab provided for the alter. He cast an invisible spell over her, so that no one could take her body while he was gone. It was up to him to find a demon capable of resurrecting the dead. He wanted the best, no zombies or half-alive Phoebes would cut it, not for him, and certainly not for her sisters.

If this matter had been left to him, sadly enough, he probably would have let Phoebe stay dead. However, Cole realized that was not an option with Piper or Paige in the mix. They wanted their sister, whatever the cost. Not to mention without her, the power of three was gone, and thus their ability to protect their children had dwindled to just Leo. He understood their stance, not only did they grieve for her, but they had practical problems that could only be fixed with Phoebe's return. The problem was, would she return the way she had been, or would his fears be realized; would the resurrection take its toll?

He walked with a stride that seemed to say 'I'm in charge'. It was that walk that got attention from a few demons, which he was sure hadn't seen him in a while, in this world, or his. He grabbed a smaller looking guy by the shoulder and began to haul him back toward the abandoned temple.

"Hey, let me go!" The scrawny little wimp cried.

Cole laughed. "Before I show you my present?"

He tossed the little man into the temple and closed the door behind them. Then quickly a whispered a barrier spell to keep everyone out, and everyone in.

The tiny man, who was actually one of the underworlds finest in resurrections, was confused as to why he'd been taken hostage. There was no body for him to raise, what good was he?

"Reveal!" Cole chanted into the darkness, and thus Phoebe's body materialized. "See that lovely lady right there? That is a 'Charmed' one. She was murdered a few hours ago – I want you to make her come back... understand?"

The tiny man nodded. "It requires a few things. I need the weapon that killed her, and her killer."

"Well that's the thing, about two or three hundred humans stabbed her to death – they all pretty much had their own daggers..." Cole was a little upset.

Surprised by the shear numbers, the tiny man sat down, scratching his head and wondering how on Earth he could pull this off. "Wow." He took a breath. "Ok, just get me any weapon – and... any murderer, I guess." He shrugged.

"What do you mean, you guess?" Cole snatched the little guy off the ground and made him sway in the air. "This isn't a guessing game; I need this to be perfect..."

The tiny man gasped for air, and struggled to be freed. "Ok, ok. But get me those things... or it won't happen at all."

Cole let him down, and shimmered out, well aware that the demonic raiser of the dead couldn't so-much as leave to go to bathroom. He shimmered back into the attic, finding the sisters and Leo still there, trying to figure out what to do. When he came back, Piper glared at him, as if he'd killed Phoebe himself by not bringing her back with him. Paige was flipping through the Book of Shadows, while Leo was just pacing.

"I need this..." He snatched the dagger without so much as an explanation and shimmered out again.

Paige, unfazed by his actions, flipped the book again, and said. "I got it!" She announced.

"What?" Piper said in a dull, unemotional tone.

The littlest sister brought the book to them, and stated out loud. "It's right here, to summon a spirit."

Piper stood, knowing the spell by heart from years of summoning her grandmother.

"Course unseen across the skies
Come to us who call you near
Come to us and settle here"

She took a drop of her blood and finished.

"Blood to blood I summon thee
Blood to blood return to me"

A swirl of lights came down from the ceiling, and stopped in the middle of their circle of candles. The girls waited on pins and needles for their sister to arrive. When the lights began to morph into her figure, it became all too real that Phoebe was really gone from this world. The lights turned into a translucent image of her former self. Piper looked on in awe as her sister's spirit stood before them.

"Phoebe..." Piper said - almost ready to cry again.

Phoebe smirked. "I knew you guys would call me back."

"We're gonna fix this, you'll be ok." Paige promised.

Phoebe stepped from the circle and became livelier to look at. Of course this wasn't her body; it wasn't a body at all. It was physical manifestation of what her body looked like in life. She took a breath, without really breathing and hugged her sisters tightly. She felt them tense as they took hold of her cold skin.

"It's ok, I'm fine." Phoebe assured. "How exactly did you plan to bring me back, anyway?"

Piper swallowed the rising lump in her throat. "Cole's on it." She promised.

Phoebe's face turned sour. "Cole...?" She knew that meant it was not through white magic.

"That's right, you'll be ok." Paige said again.

Phoebe nodded. "Uh huh. But not if I come back through black magic, I won't-"

Suddenly Phoebe dematerialized back into spirit form. She was sucked back into the circle and then summoned away all together. The girls lunged toward her, as if to keep her there. They both landed on the floor with a thud.

Furious, thinking the elders were behind this, Piper began to smash things purposefully with her newer, enhanced powers. Then she stopped. If her powers were active that meant Phoebe was alive again! Unbelievably happy, she grabbed Paige and kissed her on the cheek, then grabbed Leo and kissed him, tongue included.

"Piper?" Paige wondered, watching her sister bounce between rage and bliss like nothing at all. "Are you ok?"

Paige didn't get it, because her powers are tied to being a whitelighter, so she didn't loose them when Phoebe died. She just watched with humor and, a little terror, as Piper hopped up and down and bounced all over the place. It was like watching the Easter bunny on speed.

"She's back! She's back!" Piper cried happily.

Paige smiled. "Phoebe's alive?!" She ran over and hugged Piper, and then Leo.

Now both sisters were hopping around like crazy little bunnies. Leo just watched them, happy that they didn't have to bury yet another sister. As he watched them jump for joy, he saw Cole shimmer in with Phoebe clutching his hand. She looked beaten and battered. Demonic resurrections didn't heal you the way a white-lighter's did. Her body was still a mess, her clothes her torn, and her mind had been left in that state of terror she must have felt as she was killed. Leo rose from his seat and walked up to her, placing his hands over her to start the healing. He managed to heal most of the deeper wounds, but Phoebe ran from him and hid herself in the corner of the attic before he could finish.

Seeing their sister rocking in the corner, absolutely terrified, Piper and Paige tried to coax her out, telling her that she was ok, that she was home now and safe. Phoebe just muttered that 'they' were everywhere, over and over.

"What's wrong with her?" Piper asked, looking to Cole.

Cole had tried to explain earlier, but they wouldn't listen. "I tried to tell you..." He began.

"Tell us what? Paige interrupted.

The half demon sighed. "Demonic resurrections take the body and bring back the soul into its last state before it died. It takes time for the soul to come to grips with life again – just give her time." He stated.

Piper frowned. "How much time?"

"I don't know, given what she endured, she might never be the same." He explained. "Not just in the head."

Paige didn't like the way that sounded. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, using dark magic to fix something never fixes it right, not even in the best of circumstances, and Phoebe's, well she didn't exactly have an easy ride back to humanity. Ok?"

By this point Piper had coaxed her sister from the corner, and shrouded a blanket over her. She went and got Chris and Wyatt to try and comfort her. The kids always made her happy. Piper was pleased when she saw Phoebe crack a smile upon seeing her nephews. Wyatt climbed on the couch beside her, handing her his stuffed animal. Then, he crawled onto her lap, expecting to be read to, and cuddled. As Wyatt crawled onto his aunt's lap, his body began to glow with a golden light, and Phoebe's wounds healed. Everyone cheered Piper's son. Phoebe hugged her nephew tight, and kissed his cheek. She was starting to come back to them.

"See. A little love goes a long way..." Piper scoffed at Cole's worry.

Cole crossed his arms. "Mentally she might recover, but she was brought back using a demon – she can't be the same inside and out – she just can't." Unable to explain it any further, he shimmered out.