"Cure our sons now and we may not let you die a slow and painful death." Prue quipped, staring down the cloaked figure. He almost reminded her of the Source with his mysteriousness.

"What she said!" Phoebe agreed as the three sisters slowly advanced towards the demon.

"Fine I will cure your sons, but there's a catch that you will not know of until a later time." He croaked, showing a few of his talons that were hidden underneath his sleeve.

"Does it affect them in any way?" Prue asked, clenching her fists in anger. Thinking that a demon would even lay a finger on her child sent chills up her spine.

"No, at least not directly." He answered with a snicker.

"Fine, just hurry up and do it." Piper ordered, getting sick and tired of his game playing. He knew they had to keep him alive to save the boys, but the thought of blowing him into a million pieces crossed her mind every few seconds.

"You sure?" He asked, lifting his head up slightly, revealing a wicked grin.

"Yes." They all answered.

"Alright." He snickered, raising his hand slowly as a dark cloud slowly made it's way back to him. He let out a small chuckle as the dark fog circled around its new victims and surrounded them.

As they all inhaled the dark fog, they slowly felt themselves lose consciousness. Phoebe was the first to lose control, her body spun slightly as she fell to the ground. Piper slowly trailed behind, toppling over Phoebe as she fell to the ground.

Prue could feel herself growing weaker, but it wasn't completely overtaking her. Her knees slowly gave way, as she looked up to the demon that had done this to them. He slowly lifted off his hood, revealing his face that resembled the old Source's, minus the scaring.

"My father still lives though me, and we will rule again." He snickered, watching Prue slowly waver to the ground. Black dots began dancing around in her eyes as she desperately tried to stay awake, unsure of what he would do to them once she was out as well. She then felt a slight twinge in her stomach, and moment later, Andy faded in with Darien in his arms smiling brightly.

"What the hell did you do to them?" He yelled, placing Darien down.

"What they asked me to do." The demon smiled, knowing Andy couldn't vanquish him if he wanted his loved ones to live.

"It's okay mommy." Darien whispered, squatting down beside his mother. "Daddy's here now."

"Thank you." Prue smiled, looking at her son one last time before the darkness overtook her. But this time she let it, since she knew she was safe with Andy there. He wouldn't let anything happen to any of them.

Andy simply glared at the demon, he resembled the previous Source so much, it was uncanny. He the turned to see Darien sitting peacefully beside his mom, knowing that he wasn't really looking, Andy decided to do a bit of damage.

"Do I look familiar or something?" He chuckled, staring in awe at Darien… He knew that this boy is what started the downfall of his father. If he was never born, Prue Halliwell and his father would be dead, so would Belthazor and The Charmed Ones would be weaker.

"Maybe." Andy smirked, just as the demon looked as if he was going to escape, Andy sent several bolts of electricity through him, knocking him unconscious.

"C'mon buddy, let's go home." Andy said, making sure all three girls and Darien were touching as he grabbed hold of the demon and Darien, fading everyone back to the Manor.

Prue opened her eyes an hour or so later to find herself in the attic on one of the old couches, with Piper still passed out on the couch beside her. Phoebe was awake, sprawled across the floor and using Cole's lap as a pillow. Andy and Leo were flipping through the book, and the demon was locked up in a crystal cage.

"Are the boys okay?" She asked in a raspy voice. Andy's head quickly moved up from the Book before he rushed to her side.

"They're fine." He answered, wrapping an arm around her. "They're all in their room playing as we speak." He smiled; brushing some fallen hair from her face as she let her head drop to his shoulder. "The baby's fine too."

"I sensed him call for me, that's how I knew you needed me." Andy grinned, he was so happy to add onto their little family.

"How do you know it's a boy?"

"I just know. I can sense it, just like I could sense he existed." Andy responded just as Prue took hold of his hand, placing it near her stomach. "You have to be more careful Prue, you're carrying our child. You think you're invincible and go around infecting yourself with a fatal illness." Andy smiled, he knew that she was just trying to protect the boys, but he was still partially serious. He still felt the pain of losing adult Darien before he changed everything. Every time he looked at the little boy, he thought of the suffering the other Darien went through.

"I promise, I won't let anything happen to our baby." Prue smiled before giving him a quick kiss.

"We just have to find a way to cure you now." Andy added looking into Prue glazed eyes that looked just like the ones the boys had only hours ago.

"I think I may know how."

"Really?"

"Yup, Phoebe!" Prue yelled, causing Phoebe to lift her head up from Cole's lap. Andy then helped Prue up from the couch and she made her way over to her sister so they could whisper without the demon hearing.

"Think of a spell that will transfer the illness into him, and hopefully it will be enough to vanquish him." Prue instructed before helping pull her up from the floor. "I'll go wake Piper up while you do that."

"Okay, I think I might have one." Phoebe answered as Prue began to lightly shake Piper. After a few moments, she just gave up.

"She won't wake up, just say the spell."

"Okay…" Phoebe thought for a moment before chanting. "For someone that lives full of sin, here's a taste of your own medicine!"

The dark cloud slowly tugged its way out of their bodies causing them to collapse slightly as he left their bodies and entered his. Screams of pain and terror echoed through the Manor as he collapsed before erupting into flame.

"Interesting spell Phoebs." Prue grinned as Andy's arms wrapped around her waist, with his hands placed over her stomach.

"It was all I could come up in less than a minute!" Phoebe defended

"Think it worked?" Phoebe asked, grabbing a broom to sweep his pile of ash into the garbage bin.

"I hope so." Prue muttered, watching Piper slowly raise her head from the arm of the couch.

"What happened?" She groaned, stretching her legs out.

"Long story." Andy answered, rolling his eyes as his cell phone rang. "Trudeau." He answered professionally, sliding his arms away from Prue in doing so. "Another "Freaky" case, eh?"

"I'm going to check on the boys." Prue announced, taking a quick look at Andy who was lost in his work before making her way downstairs.

South Bay Social Services- One hour earlier

"Paige, the foster home refuses to take him back." Henry Mitchell whispered into her ear, leaning over her desk so the 16-year-old boy that was 10 feet away wouldn't hear. "Is there anything you can do? His brother's there too, and he's the only family he has left."

"Look Henry, I'll see what I can do." She began, enjoying every moment with him so close to her. "But I won't make any promises. He did beat up a boy there only a few months ago and set a TV to flame."

"And he did his community service for it already." He argued back, it was impossible for him to be angry with her. "That's why I'm here. He only did that out of self-defence for him and his brother. And he never did anything to that TV, he just turned around and it was on fire."

"I know that." She responded, pushing him back into his chair. "But it's going to be hard to convince the foster parents."

"Paige, he needs his brother." Henry pleaded, giving her the sweetest eyes he could possibly give. She let out a small giggle before responding.

"I'll see what I can do. And if that doesn't work, I'll try my best to put the brother into a different home with him." She reasoned, giving him a quick smile before packing up her things and leaving for the night.

"Take care, I'll call you tomorrow after I speak with the home." She said, leaving the man she always flirted with on cases.

As soon as she reached the parking lot, she heard footsteps off in the distance, almost as if she was being followed. She was slightly frightened, but assumed it was nothing, just someone else going to their car. Probably a bit scared from hearing her footsteps.

She was only a few feet away from her green Beetle when an arm came out of nowhere, wrapping around her waist and pulling her to them.

"Hello, witch!" The figure she assumed was a man snarled, striking her across her jaw line, letting her pummel to the ground. "Get up." It growled, giving a swift kick to her ribs.

"HELP!" She yelled, hoping anyone could hear her. "Please, help me!" She yelled once more seeing the man hover above her through her slightly blurred vision.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!" Henry's voice yelled off in the distance. Paige knew she was safe know, she heard the man scurry off as Henry approached.

"Paige, are you okay?" He asked, kneeling by her side to study her injuries. He then looked off into the distance where the man, or should he say creature ran off. It had a normal body, with odd facial markings, and a series of bumps along his forehead. "I'm calling 911."

"Hi, I'm calling for an ambulance and to report a possible mugging or assault." He said, keeping one hand on Paige's shoulder as he held the phone with the other.

"They're coming, should be here in less than five minutes." He encouraged Paige, brushing her dark hair from her face to reveal a large bruise along her cheekbone. He looked up one more time to where the creature disappeared, before glancing back down to Paige. "What was that thing?"