A/N: Thanks again to everyone who reviewed! I love you guys!

Sorry this one is so short, I'll make it up to you next time!

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Wyatt, Phyra and Chris stepped out of the vortex back into their own time. Chris shut his eyes and prayed silently that he'd see Maya when he opened them.

"Open your eyes, silly." Chris' eyes popped open at the familiar voice.

"Maya…" his voice was full of wonder and awe as he stared into the beautiful face of his wife. His eyes started to fill with tears, both of relief and gratitude. He grabbed her and pulled her close into his arms. "Oh, God, I'm so glad to see you. Are you okay?" He immediately pulled away, turning her in his arms as if to see the arrow wound for himself.

"Chris, honey, relax. I'm fine. I'm perfect. That handy little potion you guys made in the past worked like a charm."

"The potion? Wyatt had to use the potion? What happened to the dark lighter?" Phyra demanded angrily.

"He had company this time. He showed up with about 14 other dark lighters and a couple of garden variety demons. They caused so much havoc that your dad had to use memory dust on the guests. In the process, Chris and I still got hit. But luckily, thanks to you guys, we had the potion." Maya explained.

"How do you know what happened before? I mean, we changed the past, so the only ones who should remember the other way are Phy, Chris and I. And Abby, since she was there when we went back." Wyatt asked.

"I don't know how. But all of us remember. Maybe, it was just because it was such a small window of time?" Maya offered.

"It's possible, I suppose." He offered reluctantly.

"I don't care how they know, Wy. All I care is that I have my wife back. Thank you, both of you." Chris looked between Wyatt and Phyra gratefully.

"Yeah, yeah… just remember it when I want to go on my first date. I don't want any of the hassle you gave Pais and Pey." Phyra waved off his gratitude.

"HA! Like that's gonna happen. As if I'm going to let some greasy little teenage rock star wannabe grope my baby cousin. Keep on dreamin, pumpkin."

"Argh! Don't call me that Chris!" she screeched and slapped his chest playfully. "I'm not a baby anymore! I mean, really. Look at how I saved your butt this time."

"You saved his butt, Phy? You wouldn't have even been there if my spell had been worded right."

"Just details. Face it, Chris owes me!" she giggled and orbed away before anyone could argue with her.

Wyatt and Chris glanced at each other and grinned. "She's such a brat." Wyatt griped jokingly.

"Yeah, well, don't tell her this, but she really did save my butt. I do owe her. I owe you too."

"You don't owe me jack, Chris. You've saved me a few times too, if you'll remember. Way I still see it, I still owe you, and I always will." Wyatt clapped him on the back and orbed out before Chris could argue.

Chris turned to Maya. "Have you ever noticed how rude this family is? They just orb out so that you can't get another word in. I think we need to mention it to Mom."

Maya grinned at his obvious enjoyment of the thought. "Yeah, we could. Or you know… we could go start our own private honeymoon celebration. Just you and me and that cute little black outfit you bought…" her voice was cut off as Chris covered her mouth with his own and orbed them both to their house.

The same eerie shimmering that had happened in the past occurred again by the Book of Shadows. A muscular young man dressed all in black stepped out. His shaggy shoulder length hair draped over his eyes, partially obstructing the view of his face. He grinned as he stood over the book, holding his hand over the pages, watching as they flipped telekinetically. He laughed and stopped the pages from flipping, as he found the page he'd been looking for.

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Phyra sat in her room staring up at the wall. She flicked her hand idly, calling a small flame on the palm of her hand, and extinguishing it as she closed her hand.

"Hey, Phy! What's up? I thought you'd be celebrating by now. You saved Maya. You should be happy." Paige walked into her daughter's room and sat beside her on the bed.

"I am."

Paige gave a short bark of laughter. "Yeah, you sound ecstatic. Seriously, what's going on?"

"I don't know. I guess I'm just worried. I mean, Uncle Leo says I'm supposed to have this great power, right? And I'm supposed to help Chris and Wyatt later because of the power. But they're like the most powerful witches ever created! How the heck am I supposed to help them? I can barely handle the powers I've got now. And I don't even know how to use half of them!"

"Honey, everyone gets nervous when they have a new power. You learn to handle them the same way you learn how to do anything else- you practice. And as far as helping Wyatt and Chris, well, it seems to me that you already to that every time we fight a demon. You're the one that fought Nogard and saved them from him. You're the one that has created potions that has turned them good when they were evil. You thought up the protection cage. And just today you helped save Chris' wife. They couldn't have done that without you, because you were the only one that knew the potion. Quit being so hard on yourself." Paige smoothed her daughter's light colored hair off her forehead.

"I can't stop being hard on myself, mom. I'm a white lighter, and I don't even have a clue how to use most of those powers. I can orb. Big deal." She muttered bitterly.

"You can orb, and now you can sense. Healing will come. Phyra, you're only thirteen. None of the other white lighter kids had healing until sixteen, with the exception of Wyatt. Even Chris was sixteen. So, it stands to reason that you'll get your healing powers when you're sixteen also. In the meantime, you need to focus on the powers you do have. Remember, everything magical happens for a reason, including the order in which you get your powers. You got your fire power first, because it was destined to be your strongest power. Your link with Chris and Wyatt came next because that is also supposed to be as strong as possible. Everything else will come in time. Don't be so anxious to grow up, silly."

"I guess you're right. But mom, what if my powers aren't enough to help Chris and Wyatt in whatever it is we're fighting? What if they…slip, like they did with Nogard?"

"Then the rest of the family will be there to help. We might be getting older, but the Power of Three can still kick demon butt, you know. And besides, the longer you use your powers, the stronger they're going to get. Look at your Aunt Piper. When she first got her freezing power, they would unfreeze in seconds. Then as she used them more and practiced more, she had to unfreeze them at will. Now, she can turn someone into a permanent statue if she wants to. It's all about using your powers and knowing how to control them, so that they don't control you. Don't worry so much. You'll figure it out." Paige smiled down at her.

"Okay, mom. I'll try to relax. I just hope this new power isn't something stupid like elasticity or something."

Paige laughed again. "Even that could be worse you know. You could be turned into the Incredible Hulk." She got up off the bed, and grabbed her daughter's hand. "Come on. Aunt Piper is making cookies- Chocolate Walnut Peanut Butter."

Phyra squealed with excitement. "Oh my God, I LOVE those!"

"Yeah, we know. That's why Aunt Piper is making those. We figured you deserved a little treat for successfully completing your very first time travel experience."

"Orb ya to the kitchen!" Phyra yelled. It was a game they'd played ever since Wyatt was a baby, orb racing wherever they were going instead of physically racing. The room filled with two separate sets of blue lights.