O.K., sorry for the 'his mind' glitch at the end of chapter 3, I've corrected it, and hopefully it won't confuse anyone else like it confused chuffy-barmed-oc.

Once again, you know the drill- I don't own anything in this fan fiction, except whoever or whatever things that I make up, simple, no?

Thank you to all those people who've read and reviewed my work- it means a lot to me, and I hope you'll continue to like it.

A/N:-

Here's a note on the powers scenario:

Prue- telekinesis, astral projection, premonition.

Melinda- tele-orbing (the telekinesis that Paige uses), temporal statis, and all whitelighter powers except healing.

Right, by 2020, Paige can now heal without the help of a full whitelighter. She also does not need to call for objects anymore while using her T.K.

Chris can heal too. Besides regular telekinesis, he's inherited temporal statis from his mom, and invisibility and electricity from his dad. He can also cast a shield around himself, akin to Wyatt's, except that his is yellow in color. As for the advanced empathy thing, you already know about that one from the 1st chapter.( I've taken the trouble to make Chris more powerful than he was in the original timeline, the whole my-older-brother-is-a-thousand-times-stronger-than-me scenario never really found too much favor from me. What can I say; I'm just biased in his favor!)

As for Wyatt, he basically has his shield, both kinds of telekinesis, molecular combustion, regular empathy and the whitelighter powers.

Piper can now freeze or blow up within a 1 mile radius; Phoebe's got back all three of her powers.

Gabriel' mom (how I hate that woman, lol) has regular telekinesis and premonition.

Gabriel doesn't have any active powers, yet. He will soon, though.

And now, since I've tortured my readers long enough, let's get on with the story-

Last time…

Trudging to his room, he stripped to his boxers, crashed onto his bed and was instantly asleep, oblivious to the rest of the world.

Chapter 5

In another house of San Francisco, albeit a much less happier one, another 16 year old was sleeping too. And he was seeing something decidedly surreal in his sleep.

A woman, probably in her early thirties was standing before him, dressed in a golden white gown. Her beautiful brown hair seemed to be perpetually blowing in a gentle zephyr. She was smiling at him kindly, as if all she wanted to do was to help him.

It hurts, he thought, making a fist and indicating his heart, knowing instinctively that she'd understand and make him feel better. He trusted her, even though she'd done nothing to earn it, he just knew. He knew that she wouldn't hurt him, knew that she was there to help him.

In response to his thought, she reached out a loving hand to touch the center of his chest, and a warm, loving rush of energy radiated from her hand, coursing through his very being. He inhaled deeply, savoring the feeling.

Thank you, he thought to her. She smiled at him then, and he felt as if he could get lost in her smile for an eternity, forgetting his pain, his troubles, and just resting for once.

They spent what felt like an eternity together, even though it could've easily been just five minutes- time just seemed immaterial, wherever they were right then. They didn't talk- they didn't even need to. They were just beyond words. After all, words are hollow when the very soul decides to communicate directly with another.

And with each passing moment, his pain seemed to recede, to the point that he could just bear them.

He felt at peace. It was then that he heard her speak- her voice was strangely evanescent, fading almost as quickly as it reached his ears. And her accent… it was a soft, musical one, a multitude of notes, as if every sentence that she spoke was a song, "I know that you're in pain, Gabriel, I know how much your so called mother has put you through,", for the first time, a look of anger passed across her face as she referred to his mother, "but you have to be strong. It is your destiny to do wonderful things, Gabriel.

But in order truly help others, you must help yourself first. Go get help, Gabriel, go get help from the Halliwells."

But how? He thought, I'm worse than useless. I used to have telekinesis, but she bound that too.

"There is a spell," she told him, "one that will come to you instinctively. As for your mother, don't worry, magick has decreed that she won't get premonitions about this attempt of yours."

But what if it doesn't work, what if I'm too weak? Gabriel asked her, his mind beginning to fill with doubts.

"It will work, Gabriel", she said, in a voice that soothed him more than anything ever had. "You have a tornado of power raging inside you Gabriel, never lose faith in yourself. You can accomplish anything that you set your mind to. Believe in yourself, in your magick, your power will never fail you" she told him, beginning to fade.

Who are you? Gabriel asked her, sensing that this meeting would soon be coming to and end.

"My name is Prue." She answered him. One last smile and she was gone.

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