"Chrissy honey why'd you yell at me Chrissy? Chrissy!" Viviane called pathetically, racing after him.
Underworld.
"It is time to take action," Rahban cackled. "Four of you distract the Lords and four of you take this…" Rahban handed demon one a bag of dust. "It will allow you into their dreams take it and put my plan into action, then I will take over once you've administered the dust."
"Yes master," and all of the demons disappeared.
Rahban waved his hand over the looking bowl and four separate squares appeared ready for each Charmed One's dream.
The Halliwell Manor.
"Come on Paige, it is obvious that Christopher doesn't love that Viviane woman," Prue argued, glancing at her two other younger sisters for help.
The three oldest Halliwells were having trouble convincing Paige that Chris truly loved her.
"Prue's right Paige, I've met her and I'll tell you honey she's a right old wrench of a snob!" Phoebe added.
"Leo says that she is around four years older than him," Piper nodded.
"So," Paige snorted.
The four sisters were in the attic. Prue was searching the Book of Shadows for the continuos demons that had attack and the other three were on the couch.
"If he loves me as much as you say he never would have lied to me in the first place," Paige snapped, rounding on her sisters.
"Okay, okay, calm down!" Piper called, raising her hands as if shielding herself.
"We're just trying to help honey," Phoebe added.
"If you really want to help me, drop it," grumbled Paige sarcastically, standing and taking over from Prue allowing her sister to sit down.
"But…" Phoebe began but was cut off by Paige.
"Yes! I found the answer!"
"What! Where?" Prue asked, as all the sisters stood.
"Here," Paige announced, holding up the book so her sisters could see the picture of a hooded demon surrounded by shadowed figures. "Rahban," Paige read. "Brother of Barbas, demon of fear. Long ago the brothers fought over the right to be the demon of fear and Rahban bitter after his loss became the demon of night fears, nightmares. In his anger and bitterness Rahban created a dark power that could allow any demon he chose to regenerate and power to strengthen. His thirst for power can only be quenched if he manages to kill witches through their nightmares."
"Oh ho!" Phoebe proclaimed.
"Is there a vanquishing spell?" Prue asked.
"All it says is that when Rahban began trying to kill powerful witches good created a power to protect witches from him but it doesn't say what it is, I'm writing this down," Paige replied.
"That's why he wants us dead, he needs us to be dead to steal our powers," Piper pondered.
"Exactly, but he hasn't been able to get to us through our dreams because we've been protected by this power of good," Prue added.
"I wonder what the power is," Paige mused, walking to her sisters, the paper gripped tightly in her hand.
"Well, at least we know that we are protected," Piper said.
"Not any more," a cruel voice sneered from behind them.
The four sisters whirled around to see four familiar demons, each one was one of the groups that had attack each girl.
"Oh, not you again," Prue whined.
"How many times do we have to kill you?" Piper questioned angrily, blowing up Demon two.
He regenerated almost immediately.
"You shall never vanquish us," Demon one smirked.
"Oh," Prue shrugged and sent all four demons flying across the room. "Run," she instructed her sisters.
They all did so, running down the stairs.
"Where are mother and Grams when you need them?" Paige moaned, as a fireball practically destroyed their living room.
"At the shop," Prue replied.
"I know, the boys, we'll call Leo," Piper announced.
"I'm afraid that won't work ladies," Demon three mocked.
"And why is that?" Phoebe spat.
"Your protection is busy at the moment," Demon four sneered removing a bag from his best and powering some gold dust onto his hand.
"Wait a minute, our protection? That…" but Paige was cut off because Demon four had blown the dust in the sisters' faces.
The sisters swayed before falling to the floor, asleep.
The sound of the front door opening alerted the demons and they dematerialised.
Grams and Patty saw her four daughters lying on the floor, unconscious. At this sight Patty screamed praying her babies were alive.
A Few Minutes Before. The Leandcoleris Manor.
The Boys Have Been Arguing.
"I told her I loved her!" Chris protested.
"Yes you told her but did you do anything to prove it? Would you give up everything for her?" Leo asked.
Chris hesitated.
"Exactly," Andy stated. "You hesitate, you're not sure."
Chris sighed in defeated.
"You've got to grow up Chris, Paige doesn't need or want a cocky self-absorbed boy," Cole insisted. "She needs and wants a man who will always put her before himself."
"What about you three!" Chris yelled, jumping to his feet and rounding on his cousins. "I haven't seen any of you approach our parents and tell them you want to marry commoners!"
The other three men looked down guiltily and Chris glared at them.
"You pretend to be so wise but have any of you told any of the Halliwells you love them! If I'm pathetic then the three of you are disgraceful!" he spat.
"That's enough Chris!" Andy boomed. "This is what we mean about growing up, stop trying to shift the blame!"
"Why did I have to be the one to have an arranged marriage?" Chris sighed, sinking back onto the sofa.
"Speaking of that, where is Viviane?" Leo asked.
"Out with our parents, I can't stand that woman!" Chris sighed, throwing himself back on the sofa.
"Maybe you should tell her that," Andy suggested.
"I can't… if I do I'll be disowned," Chris stuttered.
"Maybe you need to get your priorities straight," Leo said.
Suddenly Chris and Leo doubled over.
"What ever is the matter?" Andy questioned with concern.
"It's the girls, something's wrong," Leo answered.
"What!" Cole cried.
"We have to get to them!" Chris gasped. "Now!"
The four cousins stood to leave but were stopped by five familiar demons.
"Not so fast gentlemen!" they spat.