Her eyes opened as her mind disconnected. She felt inebriated and out of place. For an instant she thought her life would be over again, a casualty of war. She saw the blade bearing down upon her head and in an instant she was before her nephew's bedside on her knees.

He lay motionless before her, an eerie calm beauty in his disposition. As her eyes veered from his body to take in her surroundings, nausea and dizziness set in. The windows rippled like a pond pummeled by rain and the walls moved to and fro like the ebb of the sea. Figures to her left and right darted her ears with questions. She couldn't comprehend the words and growing with frustration she dug her fingers into her nephew's bed and drew herself up from the floor.

"Stop talking," she whispered, "Stop talking now."

The words swirled around her and pounded louder and louder into her mind. Beyond the audible she was also inundated with their thoughts. Where had she gone? What happened to her? Why isn't Chris awake? Had they succeeded? It became a burden too great for her to carry.

From forth her lips her words once again rang, though lost was the faint whisper from before. Now she declared it as a command and all within her demanded obedience.

The speaking ceased and emptiness rode the air. The thoughts that clouded her mind halted their intrusion. Slowly everything came into focus as her eyes adjusted and her equilibrium returned.

She turned around away from Chris' bed and towards her sister Piper, her brother in law Leo and the two Cardinals, Magaldi and Duarte. Piper's eyes were fixed on Phoebe in an expression of surprise. It wasn't the first time Piper had flashed Phoebe the "I can't believe you did that" stare. The others, however, held a more curious expression.

Leo, Duarte and Magaldi each held an expressionless, voided look upon their faces. Their eyes were mirror-like, doll eyes. Facial expressions were gone as was any specific composure. They seemed like puppets.

The oddity of it all struck Phoebe as amusing and she let out a little laugh. In unison all three laughed, their mouths moving almost mechanically. As ghastly as it was becoming to Phoebe she soon became relieved when, as if out of a trance, the three regained composure.

"Phoebe?" Piper asked in a condescending tone she had used since childhood, "What just happened?"

Phoebe, unsure of what had occurred, simply shrugged her arms. For a brief moment she was reminded of the times she and her sisters were put in ridiculous situations. Events such as when Pru cast a spell and was turned into a dog, when Piper became possessed and put on a very provocative dance at her club, and when Paige switched bodies with her flooded her mind. The oddity of it all brought a small smile to her face.

"Ok, now what are you smiling about?" Piper demanded.

"I was just thinking," Phoebe began, "About our past. Doesn't this all feel familiar to you?"

"All too familiar," Piper said abruptly, "We have other things to worry about. Do you know what just happened right now with Leo and the Cardinals?"

Phoebe thought for a moment. She was sure whatever had happened she caused to happen. Should she share this now with Piper or explore it further before revealing it? The question burdened her heart but she couldn't keep any secrets now, not at this pivotal time in their lives.

"I have no idea what happened, Piper. I think I may have caused it though."

Piper, perplexed, knew this mystery would have to wait. Her husband and the Cardinals were left dumbfounded for a moment while they recovered from whatever had possessed them. Piper knew that the source of this was important and investigating it would be worthwhile but far more important was the wellbeing of her son.

Earlier, under the advisement of the Cardinals, they decided to use Phoebe's empathic abilities to try to get into Chris' mind. The Cardinals had tried to pry into Chris' mind upon their arrival at the Halliwell manor but were shielded by some dark force. They had gathered in the Den to discuss all that had happened to the Sisters, to Chris and with Wyatt when the idea dawned on Phoebe.

Phoebe interrupted the beginning of their tale, the tale of all that had happened to bring them here now, and proposed she used her empathic abilities to get into Chris' mind. She reasoned her powers were far stronger then the Cardinals and perhaps with their aide she would prevail in reaching his thoughts.

It was agreed that this was their best chance at helping Chris. Phoebe, Piper, Leo and Cardinals Duarte and Magaldi went up to Chris' room. Paige and Pru remained downstairs and worked in the kitchen, making their most powerful potions in anticipation of their need.

In Chris' room Phoebe knelt down at his bedside. He lay motionless and in deep slumber. The Cardinals advised Phoebe to concentrate her thoughts on his. They instructed her to look past the sounds in the room, the thoughts of others, and to concentrate firmly on Chris' thoughts. Phoebe could feel her mind grasp for something, a consciousness that lay deep within. Out of nowhere she could feel her attention deflect and she was far, far away.

"Piper!" Phoebe exclaimed, "It's starting to come back to me!"

Piper, Leo and the Cardinals gathered around Phoebe as she told of the events at the Vatican. She told them of how her concentration strayed from Chris towards Wyatt and how she entered the mind of a Roman refugee. She recounted all that she had seen and how Wyatt seemed to recognize and attempt to kill her.

"I think if I hadn't snapped out of it he would have killed me," Phoebe said, "There's nothing about him that I recognize. One more thing. I could feel something underneath me, like under the ground. I can't explain it but whatever it is that I felt I'm sure Wyatt is after."

Phoebe's words weren't what Piper had hoped for. Piper longed for answers to what was happening to Chris but every bit of information they had on Wyatt was utterly important. Her heart broke with every thought of her angelic older son turned evil incarnate. Piper resolved to do as she had always done: to fight the good fight at whatever cost.

"Does any of this ring any bells to either of you?" Piper asked the Cardinals.

The Cardinals drew away from the Halliwells and discussed amongst themselves. They whispered and seemed to be in some sort of argument. Their faces looked somber as their discussion seemed to heat in intensity. Finally they finished and Cardinal Duarte approached them.

"Before we suggest what may be happening, we really must know all that has occurred. If what we fear in fact comes to fruition, we may all be in graver danger than we had imagined," Cardinal Duarte said, "Chris' malady, though important, must be deferred now. A far more important task lies ahead that must not be delayed."