Just being here with Wyatt brought back everything good. Everything she hadn't been apart of in years. Everything she had tried to put behind her sparked t life around her as she watched him.

For the moment, he was alive in front of her. He wasn't in any pictures she had discarded over the years of him. He was alive and he was close enough to touch. He wasn't a ghost anymore in her memory he was here with her now. She didn't know what to do. She didn't know what to say or what to tell him first.

She wanted to know so much. She wanted to know what had happened t him over the years. She wanted to understand why he had never fallen out of love with her. Hell, she wanted to know what it was about her that made it so hard to let go of her memory for him.

Memories spasmed through her mind as she watched him watching her.

She was there in the rain and her mother was gone. Wyatt was there and he was trying to keep her on earth with him and all she wanted to do was run away. He kept her hand in his cold one and he held her to him as if he could keep her grounded by just holding her to him. It was then the little bit of cold rushed into her heart. It was the beginning of who she had become now

She had tried to pull away from him then, but he wouldn't let her go. He held her close to him the whole time as she watched the rain fall around them. The raindrops seemed to stop on their own accord in the middle of the air. They looked like diamonds or crystals in midair. The cold wind stopped blowing as did her shivering for a moment and she felt as if she were going crazy as the world stopped for a moment around them.

Everyone else at the funeral were 10 feet away and paying their last respects. While, Wyatt and she stood behind a tree that hid them from half he people around them. They were in their own separate world there. She felt so numb and so alive in that world. The worst two spectrums of feelings grabbed a hold of her and tore around her heart as she held onto him back.

She hadn't understood then. She had never understood how one moment she was with her mother. They were happy and they were together having their whole mother daughter bonding time. Her mother was flipping pancakes for them to eat for supper just to go against the rules of dinnertime for once and she was sitting at the little cherry wood island in the center of the kitchen reading the comics.

Her mother had been happy. She had looked up too as her mother told her of the crazy day of work as she flipped the pancakes over. Everything was fine. Everything was good and then her mother had just dropped to the ground.

She hadn't known what to do. She had not expected it. For half a minute she had thought her own mother had just played dead for the hell of it. And then it had become all so real. The world changed from Technicolor to black and white all around her. She was surrounded by panic.

She had fallen to the floor beside her mother. She had checked her pulse. Her mother.. Her eyes had stared at the stove icily without any soul behind them. She hadn't known what to do.

"Mom? Please." she'd whispered.

Her mother hadn't woken up. She had panicked. She had got up to figure out what to do. Her father wasn't coming home for another hour. Time went fast around her as she had shook and then she had realized she could call for help.

She'd forgotten where the phone was then. When she had had it in her hands she had had to remember the number for help and then she had had to redial it a few times because her hands were so shaky. Then, the fire alarm had went off because the pancakes were burning.

She had been alone in that. She hadn't known what to do.

The police had came. They had asked strange questions and the ambulance had came and she had seen them put her mother in the black body bag. So surreal the world had become around her then. It was no longer in color but in black and white then. It was shadow and light. She was alive and her own mother who had been moments before wasn't.

She hadn't been able to say the words. Wyatt had come for her in the hospital where she had went in hopes her mother would just wake up and say everything was going to be all better.

He had come down the hall looking for her. His eyes had been so worried and wild with emotion when he had picked her up off the floor. He had seen her sitting on the floor by the morgue's doors holding her head in her hands and staring into space and he had picked her. He had known what had happened.

No one had ever told him. He had known before her own father.

Those were her thoughts while she had been standing at the funeral. She hadn't been able to get close to her mothers coffin and she hadn't been able to just stand there with everyone else. She had stopped dead in her tracks a few feet behind and watched as they said their lasts to her mother.

Wyatt had held her. The world had stopped around them and he had held her.

He didn't know her heart was cold then. He didn't know the Elders plan had started then. He had just held her as if she were going to melt away in the rain liek the wicked witch.

"My father's leaving here." she whispered to him as her eyes laid in their own realm of cold indifference.

"No," Wyatt whispered as he held her closer. She felt like a limp rag doll in his arms.

"Don't hold me too close, Wy. It'll only tear you apart." she whispered.

"Why are you acting like this? This isn't you, Brooke. This isn't. I'm sorry about your mom. You can't just let her death destroy you." he told her as he had held her head up to his in firm hands.

"I don't know who I am any more."

Brooke blinked out of her memory and folded her arms over her chest firmly. She wouldn't remember this now. Not when they were basically going to throw her into the fire to burn. She wouldn't burn for her craft. She wouldn't let them hurt her like they had before.

The only one there she even cared about was Wyatt. He was the reason she was here not them. When would they ever stop meddling with their lives?

She ignored the memories that kept trying to come back to her for the time being and looked at Wyatt. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know who to believe. She knew how he felt. It was like that with her everyday of her life.

"But you're not evil. Right?" Wyatt asked her with his dark blue eyes pleading with her to tell him she wasn't evil and that they all had misunderstood the situation.

"What I do could be considered not morally acceptable by the Elders. Which would mean I do evil very bad things just for the hell of it." she told him knowing she was crushing him.

"Okay. So what do you do?" Piper asked, looking for answers.

"I borrow magic." she told her with a tilt of her head in annoyment. She wanted Wyatt to know what she was. She wanted to explain to him what she was, but she didn't want the whole family to know her personal knowledge.

"Huh?" Wyatt asked.

"What is that even a power?" Paige asked.

"If it is I want it." Phoebe replied with a small laugh. "Van you imagine how much power you would..." at everyone's looks of morality issues she sobered and said. "Opps, sorry. Treading away from the evil uninhibited path. Zipping mouth and listening to everyone else talk. Sorry."

For the moment the only person that Brooke liked was Phoebe. Too bad she was repressed by everyone else around them. Phoebe actually seemed to understand that what she had was great power wise. She seemed to understand how powerful a person could be with her power and she didn't really judge her on it either. Too bad everyone else considered her evil because of it.

"Yes, it is a power. We don't even know how it was created though. Or how humans even learned how to use it." Leo told his family.

"Wow, wait. You have power that the Elders don't even know how it was created, but you are also human. Without any genes of magic in you or anything?" Paige asked.

"Yeah, completely human. Which sucks cause that means I am so fragile and killable by the Elders, but hell at least I know how to get others powers and use them for my own without any repercussions." Brooke replied with a smug smile. "Score one for humans."

Leo frowned at her as she said it but she didn't really care. She wasn't there to make him like her. She had just saved his oldest sons life he had better start to like her.

"So wait. You are saying her power just came to be?" Piper asked as she touched her head feeling a headache coming on.

"Yes." Leo told her.

"How? How is that?" Piper asked slightly ticked off that she didn't understand it at all.

"Well, that's why the Elders consider any of the Borrowers really big threats." Brooke told Piper with a shrug of her shoulders and a smile as she stretched her arms.

"The Borrowers." Phoebe asked.

"That's the name of the group of humans that someone figured out how to borrow magical beings powers." Leo told her.

"Wow, suitable name." Paige added as she pursed her lips together.

"Why are they threats?" Wyatt asked in confusion.

It wasn't everyday he found his ex girlfriend not to mention his first love. Then, after finding her dating an evil force of magic she also ended up being evil. Hell, she was human and she was doing something that the Elders didn't even know how to do. She was tapping into other magical beings powers without any repercussions and she was using them as her own. It was insane. She was more powerful then an Elder with that kind of power. No wonder they hated her and wanted her dead.

Which was exactly why he was going to be there projecting her whenever she needed it. That was if she needed it at all.

"Because we can borrow their powers, Wyatt. We can borrow anyone's powers that includes the dead, the living, or even the Elders." Brooke informed him.

"Explain this borrowing." Paige insisted.

"If I touch someone who is a magical being or am close enough to a great power then I can tap into their powers and use them as my own."

Brooke could almost feel the love dwindle in the room to fear towards her.

"Oh, " Phoebe said and gave a worried look to Paige who raised her eyebrow and exchanged the look with Piper who bit her lip.

"That's awesome." Chris said.

"No, it's not Chris. "Piper chided her youngest son.

"Isn't that more like stealing?" Paige asked.

"That's the whole line that the Elders have drawn by saying we're evil." Brooke told her. "Personally I don't believe it's stealing."

"Really?" Piper asked annoyed.

"Yeah, really, piper. Because stealing implies taking something for yourself and keeping it. I borrow powers when I need them. If I kept the powers for my own then hell that would be stealing." Brooke told her.

"The Elders seem to have come across a time when the powers were never given back." Leo replied pointedly.

"Leo, a person died that had magic. They passed their powers to the nearest person to them. That is so not stealing." Brooke replied.

"Who did they give their powers to?" Leo interrogated.

"I don't know. Perhaps you should figure it out since you are an all-knowing Elder. That is if it even happened and what we heard isn't just a rumor." Brooke told him as she rolled her eyes.

"Well, do you guys fight for the good side?" Wyatt interrupted their small battle.

"Um.. Well we fight to survive." she told him.

"Not a good enough answer." Piper interjected.

"We do what we want. How's that for you?" Brooke asked. "We survive. We don't go out and help people daily just to risk our lives for the good of others .We kill our enemies as do you and we survive. Sorry if in the Elders terms we're evil."

"Okay." Phoebe said again filling the unnatural silence.

"You said 'we'? who's we?" Paige asked.

Brooke stared at them each individually. The Power of Three. Who would have thought the oldest one would have created one of the most powerful evil forces in the world? Who would have thought the middle sister went towards the dark side? Who would have thought that Paige was the brains of the group?

"Come on now. We already know your power. You said 'we' not us. You brought this on yourself. And we already know abut the Borrowers to a point." Paige tried to point out.

"I did. I should have orbed somewhere else." Brooke told them.

"Oh, come on. You know who we are obviously. Why can't we find out about you?" Piper asked.

"Because I am not the only one affected by my choice of words." Brooke told her.

"Okay, we get the loyalty bit. But you orbed here for a reason. Why don't you let us help you out since we're the Charmed Ones. Like Wyatt said you're friend is dead and you need help." Phoebe tried.

Nice try, Brooke thought with a twisted frown on her face.

"She was murdered there's a difference between dead and murdered." Brooke told them as she pressed her hands onto her hips.

"Well, okay. You help us and we help you." Piper added her voice to the bandwagon.

Brooke looked around he yard in surprise. Help? She hadn't really come here for help. She had come her to bring Wyatt to safety. She hadn't wanted their help . All they wanted was information that she wasn't willing to give them.

"Well obviously because you haven't spoken up yet you are either too egotistical to admit you need help or else you are still considering." Piper said.

"I'd say both." Paige murmured.

"And how do you guys expect her to trust us if you make fun of her?" Wyatt asked annoyed at his whole family.

"Look at it this way.. Does she have a choice?" Phoebe asked him.

"I do." Brooke told her. "You unfortunately don't."

"How's that?" Leo asked, instantly on defense for an incoming attack of Borrowers or else for her to use his powers against him.

"It just means you don't." Brooke told him.

"What?" Piper asked in confusion as she pushed her hair out of her face in impatience.

"Wyatt came after me at the worst possible moment."

"So?" Phoebe asked as she let one of her hands drop to her hip.

"So? So, my very angry, vengeful dark lighter boyfriend is now out to kill him." Brooke informed them in a patronizing voice.

"What?" Wyatt asked. "But I.."

"I know you didn't mean to. However, you're a good guy and it looks like you kidnapped me to him so by now he's out for blood." Brooke quickly told Wyatt to catch him up to the fact that his life was in danger now.

"So wait. How does it not seem like a conspiracy since you orbed both of you here so your evil ex could come after you both and then kill us all?" Paige asked waving her hands at the yard and the family. "We're like sitting ducks."

Brooke didn't look at Paige when she spoke. All Paige's facial expressions had slowly grown old on her as she looked straight at Wyatt. His face fell as her realized he was in for trouble. She watched him intensely and never let her eyes drop from his in a secret understanding of danger as well as worry.

"How about the part that I am still here collaboration with you instead of going back to him? Or the part where I am staying here to make sure he doesn't come after you!"

"Still it's just a little bit shady." Phoebe replied frowning.

"Would it be more shady in hell once he kills you?" Brooke asked as she broke her eyes away from Wyatt's stormy blue eyes to search the Charmed Ones.