All right, here we go with another "Charmed" fic. This one is set in season three, prior to the wedding, but after Once Upon a Time. I hope you like it. If you're going to leave a review, please be gentle. I realize I'm not a professional writer or anything. I do this strictly for fun. - Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own "Charmed" or any of its characters. Yada yada yada.

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Piper sat in the middle of the floor in the attic, absently flipping through the pages of the Book of Shadows. It was a little passed 3am and she was having trouble sleeping. She found it relaxing to look through the many passages and entries in the Book of Shadows and would often sit up in the attic with it when she was stressed out or couldn't sleep. She wasn't sure why, but the book seemed to relax her. It may have been the fact that it connected her to many generations of her family, including her mom and Grams.

She crossed her legs and leaned back against a nearby box. She stifled a yawn and ran her fingers along the page that held the spell that had given her and her sisters their powers. Large, hand-written letters spelled out 'A spell for invoking the power of three' at the top of the page. The door of the attic opened slowly, startling Piper enough to make the book fall out of her lap. Prue wandered into the room, arms crossed and still half-asleep.

"Piper," she yawned. "What are you doing up here? It's three in the morning." She walked over to the sofa that Piper was leaning against and sat down.

"I know," Piper sighed. She lifted the book up off of the floor and put it back in her lap. "I couldn't sleep."

"Is Leo snoring again?" asked Prue. She leaned over Piper's shoulder and looked down at the book.

"A little bit," replied Piper. She leaned back against Prue's leg and looked up at her sister. "Actually, a lot. Did I wake you?" Prue shook her head and pulled a blanket that was folded over the arm of the sofa around her shoulders.

"No," replied Prue. "Leo did." Both sisters smiled. "You'd think an angel would be a quieter sleeper." Piper got up and placed the Book of Shadows back on its pedestal.

"Sorry," she said softly. "I've tried to get him to where those nasal strip thingies, but he said there's no way he'd be caught dead wearing them."

"That's funny," said Prue sarcastically. "Considering he is dead."

"Not funny," Piper groaned. She grabbed Prue's hands and helped her to her feet. "Come, you should go back to bed. You have to work in a few hours." Prue groaned and walked slowly toward the door of the attic. She looked back at Piper and shrugged.

"Are you coming?" Prue asked. Piper nodded and crossed her arms.

"Yeah," she replied. "I'll be down in a bit." Prue raised one eyebrow, then turned and left the attic. Piper listened to her sister's footsteps move down the stairs, into the corridor, and into her bedroom. As soon as she heard Prue shut her door, she opened the Book of Shadows and looked down at one of the spells that had been entered into the book centuries ago. "To swap identities?" she read skeptically with one eyebrow raised. The book suddenly flew off of the pedestal and landed on the floor across the room. "What the…"

An arm suddenly wrapped around her, holding her arms down and preventing her from using her powers. Another hand quickly covered her mouth to keep her from screaming. The demon holding her forced her closer to the book, just far enough that the book didn't feel threatened.

"This is perfect," the demon beamed. He looked down at identity spell that Piper had just been looking at. Before the book could close or move away, the demon quickly chanted the spell that was scribbled across the page. Both he and Piper were illuminated in a bright white, which lit the dark attic. Within a few seconds, the two of them stopped glowing and the room was dark once again. The demon let go of Piper and stood back, looking at her with an evil grin.

"What did you do?" Piper snapped. She ran over to the mirror to make sure she hadn't changed.

"This was too easy," the demon laughed. He approached the book confidently, expecting it to think he was Piper. The book, however, couldn't be fooled. It slammed shut and slid across the floor, over to Piper.

"Prue! Phoebe! Leo!" Piper called. She stared angrily at the demon. His smile faded and he suddenly looked worried.

"What the hell!" he snapped. "Why didn't that work?"

"You just pissed off the wrong witch, buddy," Piper growled. She put her hands up to freeze him, but ended up freezing herself. The demon looked at Piper then inspected himself to make sure he wasn't frozen. He walked over to Piper and looked at her in disbelief. He waved one hand in front of her face, just to make sure she really was frozen.

"Well, this is interesting," the demon laughed heartily. "This isn't what I had planned, but it could definitely have some benefits." He could hear the sound of hurried footsteps rushing up the stairs toward the attic. He took another look at Piper, then shimmered out of the room before the remaining Charmed Ones could see him.

"Oh my god, Piper," Phoebe gasped. She ran over to her sister and tried shaking her to unfreeze her.

"Why is she frozen?" Prue asked in disbelief. "Leo, how is she frozen?" Leo moved quickly over to Piper and put his hands on her shoulders.

"I don't know," replied Leo. "She's a good witch. She isn't supposed to freeze." He moved his hands around her and tried healing her, but nothing happened. "Besides the fact that she's frozen, I think she's ok."

"So, this should wear off, right?" asked Prue. "I mean, when Piper freezes things it tends to wear off after awhile."

"Well, I hope so," said Leo. "But we don't know what did this. It's not like she can freeze herself. Something demonic had to have happened to her."

"What do we do?" asked Phoebe. "We can't just leave her here like this." Leo nodded.

"You two stay with her until she unfreezes," Leo instructed. "I'll go check with the Elders and see if they know what happened here." He orbed out of the room without waiting for a conformation from the girls. Phoebe and Prue stood silently, staring at their motionless sister.