It didn't take Leo long to come back, and he wasn't smiling.

"The elders were contacted by a Collection. That demon I was arguing, with Chris, about was recently vanquished by this collection, and now they are trying anyone who…used his services. They found about Chris' dealings with him, and they want to put him on trial."

This Collective was similar to a jury, they dealt judgment where they thought necessary. It consisted of nine parts, each with their own say, and area of knowledge.

"Why would they try Chris? He didn't kill or harm anyone." While Piper was asking her questions, Leo was looking for their whitelighter. Not much time had passed, so Chris should still be in the house, but Leo hadn't found him in the living room, nor anywhere on the ground floor of the sisters house.

Piper caught his arm and forced him to look at her; she repeated her question.

"This demon, Caspian,- I don't know how to say it other than- he was very, very, very bad. The type of bad that burns entire villages and slaughters innocents. Most demons kill, he slaughtered. The Collective believe that anyone who knew him or used his-services- should be judged. Chris used him. They are going to summon Chris and decide his future. The only reason the Elders know about this trial is because of a formality, since Chris is a whitelighter. We have no say in this, and I'm trying to find Chris before he is summoned, so he at least has some clue. Where is Chris?"

"I thought you didn't like Chris." Phoebe questioned.

"He's upstairs, looking at the Book." Told Piper, "How bad is this going to be?"

Leo's voice echoed down the staircase as he ascended toward the attic.

"Bad."

The four found Chris sitting cross legged in the middle of the attic floor, staring into space. He was facing away from the door, looking at the window. Leo moved toward the individual calling out his name. Immediately, Leo knew that something was wrong. Any moment Chris was in the same room as the Elder he would put himself into a defensive stance. Leo noticed it early on, but chose to not comment on it. Chris hadn't done that now.

He came closer to the sitting figure, moving to see the man's face. He didn't expect the trail to commence so quickly. Chris' eyes were silver, darks swirling pools of silver. None of his original eye color could be seen.

The Collective had already summoned him.

"Chris is already on trial." Confirming his knowledge to the three sisters.

Piper moved past Leo, sinking down to one knee and began to shake the shoulders of the condemned man, saying his name loudly. Paige stayed where she was, and Phoebe moved closer.

"This is how they summon him, just his mind. They ask him questions, he answers- however long that will be- and once they are satisfied, they make a decision," Leo explained, putting a hand on his wife's shoulder, stopping her movements. There was no reaction from the summoned man. His features relaxed, no shadows showing.

"What happens if they find him guilty of something?" Asked Phoebe.

"He will be ended."

"They kill him!" Exclaimed Paige.

"Technically he's already dead, but no. As he exist now, he will no longer be. It is really up to them to decide what will happen to him." Leo breathed, "honestly, I'm not quite sure what will happen. I've never seen one of these."

The four looked on at the condemned man. Each thinking about what could happen.

"I want to see this trial. I want to be present." Piper stood up, stepping close to the Elder, eyes fixed.

Leo's eyes softened on his wife,

"I have no power with them. I can't get you into there. Like I said, the only reason why the Elders know about this is because of a formality. If Chris wasn't a whitelighter, we would have been completely bypassed," Leo gestured toward the sitting man, "and not have single clue what was happening."

"Take me to these people. Let me talk to them." Piper not backing down.

"You can't do anything, Piper. It's out of our hands," spoke Paige. Piper threw a look at her sister, then returned her gaze to her husband, taking a step closer.

"I'm not going to let him get killed for doing something for us. Take. Me. To. Them. Now."

Leo watched as Piper stood stock still, arms crossed, in front of him. He sighed.

"Ok, but it doesn't mean anything will become of it." Piper's only reaction was the extension of her hand toward Leo. He took it and they both disappeared into bright blue lights.

"You know, we'd like to go too." Phoebe spoke to the air, but then exhaled and turned to study the man on the floor. "This is soo not good."