A/N: This title is a play on the saying, "Where there's a will, there's a way". The-Cheese-Fairy: Thanks so much! I feel good, knowing that you liked my detail. (That's cool, "Jawbreaker" was interesting. Paige looked so pretty in everything she wore in that movie and she had the nasty teen character down perfectly!) peanut2lb: Oh, Pinky wishes she could have a morning Latte too. Preferably with caramel drizzle and LOTS of whip cream...Oh crap, now I've got a new craving of the moment. I know! Piper is WAY better than Phoebe! Damnit! They should have just booted Alyssa off "Charmed" and hired Rose, then I could be happy with my "Charmed" dream team (and maybe there would have been our wonderful Melinda, instead of evil Wyatt and Chris). As far as the moment with Alternate Paige, by darn Peanut, I think you just gave mea super duper idea! I've just figured out how to tie all my ideas together! Yes! You rock, Peanut! (P.S. Update soon, 'cause you know I'm an addict that's beyond help for your stories! lol) AndyPrueForever: Aww, thanks. I'm feeling ever so slightly better, but I still have a hacking cough that just refuses to leave me alone. RJF: Exactly right. They are very powerful hybrid demons. As far as Piper's miracle, well, just wait and see. (P.S. The timeline in my fic takes place before Pam was knocked out by The Nameless One in your fic.) Prince Halliwell: Hmm, you may be on the right track. ;) I'm trying to be tight lipped about the Prue/Andy second baby thing. (P.S. In reply to your review for "Nevermore," thanks for reviewing as yes, I'm definitely interested in future challenge fics if you have any in mind.) money makes me smile: You'll have to read and find out. (P.S. Thanks for reviewing "Nevermore"!) C. C. McKenna: No, it's still here, mocking me in all it's sickening glory (no pun intended). I think I sound like Darth Vador (sp?). Thanks for the encouragement and I hope this chapter meets your standards! Enjoy, please...

Every Halliwell Counts
Chapter 6: Where There's A Witch, There's A Way

Piper's heart fluttered, as she waited for her death to come. She had no doubt it would be fast; fast and painful.

"Freeze."

What? Piper felt goosebumps rise over her skin.

"Freeze. Now!"

Without so much as a second thought, she released a freezing blast, knowing that it would do no good. She waited for death to come and whisk her away, but when she felt no pain, she opened her eyes to see the hand of one of the Mutant Demons millimeters from her face; he and his brothers were frozen in time. Her body trembled, as she looked about, knowing time was of the essence. "What's going on?" Another wave of goosebumps formed on her delicate skin, as she felt a soft breeze rustle past her, blowing her hair about. "M-mom?" She breathed, but then it was quiet again. There was no breeze, no voice, no presence. Just Piper and the frozen demons, who would not stay frozen for long. "A-a spell. That's what I need." Piper reasoned, getting to her senses. "A spell." She bit her lip, trying to think of a spell. "Powers that be, powers that be, take me to my sisters three." She said. Suddenly it felt as though her body was being torn apart, in thousands of different directions. Her eyes bulged, as she slumped to the ground and screamed out in pain, before lights encircled her and she was gone.

Phoebe's head throbbed, as her eyelids opened. She placed a delicate hand to her forehead, feeling a gooey wet spot. "Blood." She murmured,as she sat up and felt pain course through her beaten body. What's going on? She thought, as she squinted. She wanted desperately to see something, anything, but her vision was hazy from the blow to her head. From her point of view, everything looked pixelated. I thought they wanted me dead? She thought, as her ears began to ring. Her hands clasped firmly over her ears, in a desperate attempt to stop the horrible noise. "Oh God!" She cried, as her eyes squinted. Bright lights began to entertain her blocks of color that she was seeing, forming into an odd shaped person. "Who's there?" She asked, sensing fear and confusion.

"Phoebe?"

"Curses!" Paige fumed, as her orbs reformed. She'd been trying for the last 10 minutes to escape from her magic proof prison, but unfortunately she wasn't having any luck. "Blasted!" She yelled, as she slumped to the ground, angrily folding her pale arms across her slender form. "Leo!" She yelled, for about the millionth time, knowing full well that her attempts to call her whitelighter were futile. She clicked her fingers together, trying to formulate a plan. Then through her peripheral vision, she caught a glimmer of lights and anxiously turned to see her savior. Her mouth dropped open, as she saw the person that appeared before her.

Prue's eyes flashed open, as her body awoke. "Damnit!" She fumed, as the cave walls around her shook, caused by the tremendous release of telekinetic energy, due to her anger. However, they weren't so weak that they would break for her. What's going on here? She thought, angrily. She wanted answers and she wanted them now. They must have other plans than just killing me. She thought, with a rather annoyed expression. But who? And why? Damnit! What's going on! This time a few pieces of rumble drifted across the cave, followed by a swirl of dust. "Leo!" She looked up at the rusty colored rock ceiling, but of course, her whitelighter didn't come. "Crap." She hissed, throwing up her hands. She'd tried already to phase through the blasted walls, but there seemed to be some sort of electrical field counteracting her abilities. She sighed, placing her head into her hands. What am I going to do? She thought, then she heard the rustling of footsteps and looked up, seeing something that she never thought she'd see again.

"I can't sense them anywhere." Leo said, exasperated.

"I can't get a location, but I can feel that they're alive." Emma stated, as she paced the room. "And from the emotions that I'm receiving, they seemed highly...surprised."

"Surprised?" The inhabitants of the room echoed.

"Yeah." Emma placed a finger to her lips. "Three of them."

"Three?" Andy asked, worriedly. "Who?"

"No. I can sense all four of them, but only three are surprised. I don't know who, but I'm getting a mutiple range of emotions from one of them." Emma said, twitching her fingers nervously.

"I don't understand..." Persia said, looking quite flustered.

"Neither do I." Emma shook her head, seating herself on the sofa and pulling the Book of Shadows into her lap.

"Not that I'm not greatful, but wouldn't those Hybrid Demons have killed them by now?" Alternate Paige asked.

"Unless they're planning something." Glenn interjected. He looked at his fellow mortal man.

"Maybe this is what we've been missing the entire time?" Andy said, raising his arms in explaination. "I can't believewe didn't see this before!"

"What?" Persia asked, clearly as confused as the rest of the women and Leo.

"I mean, it's right in front of our eyes!" Glenn exploded, his voice faster as he went along. "Come on, they are 'Hybrid Demons', so they're most likely under the control of their creator..."

"And what better a weapon to have than..."

"A Hybrid Charmed One!" Glenn and Andy finished in unison.

"What?" Alternate Paige asked.

"It's all so simple!" Glenn raved, pointing to the framed picture of the four sisters. "If they can make such powerful demons by splicing their DNA, then how perfect would it be for them to create the ultimate force of evil, using Charmed DNA?"

"But why not take the kids? Us?" Persia asked. "We're more powerful."

"That's just it. You're too protected." Andy said.

"Or maybe they had another reason?" Glenn said, exchanging curious glances with the Inspector.

"You could be right." Andy concluded. "We have to think of all possibilities and with demons, you can never tell."

"Why don't we call Darryl?" Glenn suggested. "He's an Inspector too, so he might have a fresh outlook on the theory."

"Good idea." Andy agreed. He turned back to Leo, Emma, and Alternate Paige. "Do you want us to watch the kids?"

"No, I've got 'em." Persia replied. "If the Hybrids do come after them, they'll need magical protection."

Glenn nodded, solemly. "Right."

"Sorry, Uncle Glenn. I know that it's a..."

"It's fine." Glenn cut in, motioning to Andy. "We've got work to do."

"Right." Andy said. "Keep a good eye on them, okay?" He said, looking to his eldest niece.

"I promise." Persia said, before watching her mortal uncles leave the room. She turned to Emma, Leo, and Alternate Paige. "Well, I'm going to go upstairs and check on the kids. Hollar if you need me."

"We will." Alternate Paige said, before waving her hand and orbing Persia upstairs.

"I'll go check with The Elders again." Leo said, before orbing out.

Alternate Paige scoffed. "Like they ever know anything."

"It's a different reality, Paige." Emma reasoned.

Alternate Paige cocked a brow. "They don't know anything in any reality."

Alternate Reality----

Alternate Pam, a.k.a Pamela Walker, made her way down the Great Hall at the other worldly Magic School, strictly for young witches to learn and grow in both academics and magic. She slowed to a stop, as she approached the Library, and entered quietly, flashing a smile at Miss Donavon. "Good afternoon, Miss Donavon."

"Good afternoon, Pam. Is there something I can help you with?" The Librarian asked.

"I, uh, I was looking for books on portals." Alternate Pam explained, sheepishly. The 16-year-old was very worried about Wyatt, Chris, Emma, and her Aunt Paige's whereabouts.

"Right this way." Miss Donavon replied, as she led Pam down a few rows of books.

Alternate Pam glanced around. The vastness of the Library had always excited her. She loved magic and she wanted to know as much as she could about it, so having an entire Library about magic was a little piece of Nirvana for her. She smiled, as she saw a Library T.A. levitating at the top row of books, dusting them. Miss Donavon is such a perfectionist. She thought, as she rounded a corner and gaped at the seemingly endless rows of books with a huge sign that seemed to be floating in mid air which read, 'Portals, Wormholes, And Alternate Realities'.

"Will this do?" Miss Donavon asked.

"Oh yes. Yes, yes, yes." Alternate Pam answered, still gaping at the books.

"Well, I'll leave you to your work then." Miss Donavon replied, before walking off.

Alternate Pam stood in awe for a moment, just soaking in the information and recording this location in her memory; she definitely wanted to come exploring this section of the Library again. Finally she shook her head, thinking of her missing family. "Okay, first things first." She said, holding out her hand. "Hells bells, I hate rythming spells, bring me a book about portals that tells." She rolled her eyes. I'm having such an off day. She thought, as she felt a heavy book materialize in her hand. "Hmm. 'Everthing You Wanted To Know About Portals, Wormholes, Vortexes, And All Other Unorthodox Ways Of Travel But Were Afraid To Ask'." Shewiggled a brow. "Long title." She muttered, as she opened the book and began to skim through it. Her fingers stopped, as she spotted a spell that looked potentially useful. "'How To Bring Together My Family And Me'. This might work." She said, as she began to skim the spell.

20 Minutes Later----

Alternate Pam picked up a green mint, looking a lot like a green Tic Tac. "Hmm..." She muttered, as popped the mint into her mouth and immediately felt a tingle rush over her. "'Bring together my family and me, take me now, so mote it be!'" A green light encircled her and then she vanished.

Real World----

A green flash appeared and Persia was instantly on alert, flinging out her arms and letting electricity spark from her fingers, as the intruder materialized.

"Whoa!" Alternate Pam exclaimed, holding up her own defensive hands.

"Who are you?" Persia asked, moving protectively in front of the younger children.

"Who are you?" Alternate Pam asked, as she spotted Wyatt and Chris. "Wyatt! Chris!"

"Pam!" Chris yelled, gleefully. He orbed into her elder cousin's arms, enveloping her in a big hug. "I missed you so much! Pweeease take us home!" He begged.

"Yeah, take us home!" Wyatt said, also orbing to his cousin. "I don't want to stay here anymore." He glared at Pam, who returned the glare.

"Pam?" Persia asked, confused. Could she be from the future? She thought, not knowing her from the time when she'd met her alternate reality friends. But Wyatt and Chris seem to know her so well...and like her. How's that possible? She glanced her her Pam and then back to the Alternate Pam. "Pamela?"

"That's my name." Alternate Pam replied. "Do we know each other?"

"I don't know, do we?" Persia asked the fellow 16-year-old. "How do you know Wyatt and Chris?"

"They're my cousins." Alternate Pam replied.

"You're 'cousins'? From an alternate reality?"

"No, I'm pretty sure they're from this reality."

"You're not from the future?"

"I don't believe so.."

"Bu.."

"My turn." Alternate Pam cut in. "How do you know my cousins?"

"I summoned them here." Persia divulged.

"'Summoned'? How?"

"With a spell, what else?" Persia said, letting her high voltage hands fizzle out.

"What's your name?"

"Why?"

"You know mine."

"Fair enough, I guess." Persia replied. "I'm Persia Halliwell."

"'Halliwell'?" Alternate Pam asked, blinking. "Oh no, what have I done?"

TO BE CONTINUED...

A/N: Just for clarification, I know Piper's freezing didn't work on the hybrid triplets before, so I'm sure you're all wondering why it worked now. Well, it's all part of Piper's new power and it will be explained in future chapters and no, it's not an "advancement" of freezing, it's an actual separate power in my opinion.