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"What about our heritage?" Patience asked.

"You girls are…special," Paige answered.

"Like us," Piper added. Priscilla snorted.

"Sorry Mom, but you're just not special," Priscilla retorted.

"Ha ha," Paige replied. Priscilla acted and sounded just like Paige did in her teen years.

"Seriously. What are you talking about? I have a feeling you not talking about the fact that were French, Irish, or whatever," Patience said.

Patience, always the leader Piper thought. She reminded her of Prue, Piper thought sadly.

"You guys are…um…witches," Paige spat out, waiting for their reactions. She thought they'd freak out, but they just laughed.

"Good one Mom. You guys really built up the suspense," Priscilla laughed.

"Uh honey, we're serious," Piper responded. She didn't like the reaction she was getting from them. How were they going to get he girls to believe them?

Piper sighed. This was going to be harder then they thought. No way they would believe-

"I have an idea," Paige piped up. Everyone looked at her.

"Well, you know how when I first learned about my um…powers? Well, we could try the same thing with the girls. After all, if Pamela has her powers, the others might have theirs."

"What did we do? I don't remember," Phoebe asked.

"Well, you told me to call the candle, and I did," Paige replied.

"Good idea," Piper said. "Ok Patience, if you're anyone like me, you'll have my powers."

Patience laughed. "Ok Mom, what are your powers?" Clearly the girls thought this was all a joke.

"This isn't funny. It's real and important," Phoebe scolded.

"Please Mom," Pamela started. "If you were witches with powers, how come we never knew about it? It doesn't exactly sound like something you can keep a secret. Especially if I have dreams that come true. A bad thing happened in that dream. If all this is true, this stuff would have happened before, right? So, how could you keep it a secret?"

"Um…it's complicated," Phoebe said. "Anyway, I like Paige's idea. Let's try."

The cousins exchanged glances. God, were their moms drunk? The girls rolled their eyes.

"Whatever," Priscilla sighed. They might as well get it over with. It was 2:43 in the morning and they had school the next day. Hey, if they were late, their "witch" mothers could go back 10 minutes in time.

"Ok, let's start with you Patience," Piper said, looking at her daughter. "My power is I can freeze and blow things up. Let's try. I'll toss this muffin and you throw up your hands like this" Piper demonstrated. She flicked her wrist. "Got it?"

"Yeah, sure Mom," Patience replied. Piper tossed the muffin and Patience flicked her wrists like her mother. Nothing.

"Well, it was a good prank, anyways."

"It's not a prank! Try again. Now focus. Really concentrate on freezing the muffin," Piper said.

"If you really want to freeze the muffin, stick it in the freezer," Patience laughed. Priscilla and Pamela did too. Paige tried to suppress a giggle. Patience certainly had her mother's sense of humor, though at this particular moment, Piper didn't think it was all that funny.

"I'm serious! Now focus. Focus." Piper threw the muffin again. Patience took a deep breath. Her mother sounded serious. Maybe they aren't joking around. She focused like her mother told her. She closed her eyes and flicked her wrist. The room was silent. She slowly opened her eyes and let out a small scream. Right there in front of her was the muffin. In mid-air.

"Oh my GOD!" Pamela screamed. The cousins' eyes were practically popping out of their heads. The sisters were smiling proudly.

"That is so cool!" Priscilla cried. "What's my power?"

"Well, seeing that I'm a whitelighter-"

"A what?"

"Seeing that I'm a whitelighter, you can probably orb things," Paige finished. "Try calling the muffin."

"Huh?"

"Ok, you need to focus and think of the muffin. Then hold out your hand, and say "muffin". It should appear in your hand.

"'Kay, got it," Priscilla closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. She outstretched her open palm. She inhaled again.

"Muffin," she called. She felt a tingling in her hand, then she felt the weight of the muffin. She opened her eyes, and there it was.

"This is awesome!" she cried.

"That's not fair," pouted Pamela. She tucked her light brown hair behind her ears. "Pris and Patience get cool powers, and I get to see disturbing images." She folded her slender arms across her chest.

"Oh sweetie, it a great power. It's very useful. Without premonitions, we wouldn't know what was gonna happen, and we might get hurt. Or someone else will.," Phoebe consoled her daughter.

"Yeah well, it sucks," Pamela retorted.

"Anyway!" Piper clapped her hands together. "Let's get the book shall we?"

"What book?" Priscilla asked.

"The Book of Shadows. Very special." Piper said. "Pris, would you like to do the honors?"

"Sure!" she held out her hands. "Book."

There was that tingly feeling again. Priscilla smiled. She could get used to this.

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