A/N: I know it's been six plus weeks since my last update and I apologize but life has been life in Peanut's Charmed World. Thanks for taking the time to read and review!

Recap: Paige gets trapped inside of a mirror when she and Drake traveled back to 1988 to retrieve a letter that teenage Andy had written to Prue. The Source plots to abduct Alyeia away from her Angelic sisters. Prue has Andy mummified in order to save him from being vanquished from a poisoned arrow. Cole is given the son of Mandela to raise as his own and discovers that the child is destined to marry Amanda. The Charmed Ones mourn over the loss of Phoebe.

Angelically Charmed: Extreme Source Make Over Part I

Bits of shattered glass covered the floor of Andy's bedroom, each reflecting a portrait of an unconscious Paige. Her porcelain skin paled in comparison to the white robe, which covered the rest of her spiritual body.

"I have to get out of here" she moaned coming too at the sound of voices in the hallway.

"Prue?" Slowly the injured witch pulled herself to a seated position, "Prue! I'm in here!"

Out in the hallway, the young Prue Halliwell smiled as Andy kissed her outside his bedroom door. The two were pressed tight against the wall, hands roaming across one another.

"Did you just hear someone call my name?" Prue asked tearing out of the kiss.

"No, it must the sound of my heart crying out for yours" Andy quipped hopeful.

"Nice one but it won't earn you any points until tomorrow night," Prue teased slipping out his embrace and heading towards the door.

"Prue Hurry!" Paige shouted again feeling she was about to fade away.

Wait, she thought. Prue doesn't have her powers yet. She doesn't know that magic exists. She doesn't know about me! As the door opened Paige's heart begin to pound with fear. Could she risk her older sister finding out about magic before she was suppose too?

"Whoa what happened in here?" Prue stopped short at the sight of broken glass.

"I don't know" Andy breathed, "There was an earthquake this morning maybe the mirror tipped over" He looked around the room cautiously and then turned back to Prue. "I'm going to go back downstairs and get a broom. Just make yourself comfortable"

Paige watched as Prue sank to the edge of the bed and started digging through her purse until she pulled out a compact to check her make-up.

"A mirror" Paige breathed as her older sister began to powder her face. "If I can just get to it" Closing her eyes, Paige mustered enough strength to call upon her orbing power. She hadn't been able to escape from the mirror before but maybe now that there was a second mirror to hold her reflection she'd be able to use it as a place to ground herself.

"Bingo" she thought as tiny microscopic sized orbs began to form from the shards of broken glass forming a solid stream. Once the orbs connected they flew straight to the compact landing in the mirrored portion just as Prue was about to shut it.

"Now don't freak out I can-" Paige started to say as the compact snapped shut leaving her soul closed in a space of darkness. Great, Prue hadn't seen her. Well maybe that would be a good thing at least now she was assured of traveling with Prue back to the manor at some point where she'd be surrounded by a enormous amount of future magic. Maybe once she was there she could find a way to expel the demon that had taken her body.

California Coast

"Faster, we don't have much time", the woman of reflection commanded holding tight to Drake's waist as they cruised down the California coastline on his demonically charged Harley Davidson.

"If go any faster we'll hit a time warp!" Drake shouted over his shoulder.

The woman of reflection smiled pressing her face into his back, "Wouldn't bother me, just as long as you can find me a dress shop with chiffon" She had an appointment to clear up some unfinished business at the Baker High Prom.

"Chiffon?" Drake's nose crinkled, he hadn't pictured Paige as the chiffon type, "Funny, I thought you'd be more of a fine linen or satin type"

"What you don't know about me will surprise you," she hissed inwardly setting her agenda further into motion.

A few more miles down the road and a speed of one hundred and twenty miles per hour, the motorcycle shimmered transporting it's passengers back into the nineteen-fifties.

"Pull over here" the woman of reflection directed spotting a formal wear shop. Drake promptly pulled his hog to a stop in one of the tiny parking spaces and dismounting following the woman inside. He stopped just inside the door way watching as she went to one of the mannequins. She seemed to know exactly what she was looking for.

"This one is it!" she exclaimed fingering a ballerina length grown made of pink ruffles and paper flowers.

"That's it?" Drake scratched his head bemused as she started to c hatter with the sales woman. He'd never figured Paige for a historical/themed type. Somehow he'd always thought of her as more sophisticated and glamorous.

"You can wear this!" she hissed thrusting an old looking tuxedo into his chest when he lumbered towards her.

South Bay Elementary School

Joanna Cleary smiled warmly as her students started to file through the door of the classroom. "Amanda, it's good to see you back" the teacher looked down at the eight year old noting a prominent frown. "Have you been sick?"

"My Daddy went away" the third grader swallowed forcing a lump back down her throat as Prue's hands landed on her shoulders.

"She means her father is away on business" the witch uncomfortably tucked a dark strand of her raven colored hair behind one ear "He'll be gone for several weeks, maybe months"

"Oh" the teacher frowned motioning Amanda inside, "please let me know if there's anything I can do"

"I will" Prue offered the woman a half grin stepping aside for another parent waiting in her shadow.

"Mrs. Cleary, My name is Cole Turner"

Cole? Prue's mouth dropped open at the sight of the half-demon and demonic son, Declan.

Cole glanced sideways at Prue for a moment crinkling his nose, "This is my son Declan. He'll be joining your class"

"Welcome to my class Declan" the teacher extended her hand continuing to smile as Declan tentatively took it.

"Here are his supplies" Cole offered handing her a black Star Wars backpack with Darth Malh featured on the front. "Is there anything else he'll be needing?"

"No" the teacher shook her head as she started to close the classroom door, "This will be fine.

"Bye, Bud. Have a good day" Cole waved affectionately watching Declan disappear from sight with the teacher. Continuing to grin he turned to see Prue still standing behind him with clenched fists.

"No! No! No! You cannot put your demonic son in the same class with Amanda! I won't allow it!"

You won't allow it? Cole snorted softly. "You'd better get over yourself Prue. They're destined to be together. Besides didn't the Angel of Destiny tell you that you needed to accept the things you couldn't change in order to get Andy back?"

"Getting Andy back has nothing to do with this" Prue shot back evenly.

"Oh I suppose your changing only includes your acceptance of Alyeia. From what Piper tells me the two of you are becoming quite close"

"Leave her out this," Prue's arms folded over her chest as she started to walk towards her BMW leaving Cole standing there rubbing his chin.

"Now that would be impossible" Glancing about for mortals the demon shimmered himself to the drivers side of Prue's car where he casually leaned up against the door. "How do you think Phoebe would feel if she knew you were shunning her son"

"That demon isn't Phoebe's son" Prue hissed shoving Cole with her petite body.

"He would be if she were alive, Leo told me" Cole quipped refusing to budge.

"Leo's full of it" Prue retorted waving her hand ever so slightly causing the car door to open forcing Cole out of the way. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have an afterlife to run"

Underworld

The oracle stood with her hands clasp in front of her waiting expectantly as several worker demons hovered over the Source, fussing over him as he sat on his throne.

"Finished" one of them stated.

The oracle continued to watch as the worker's started to scurry away, leaving the Source unattended in his stone chair.

"Well how do I look?"

"See for yourself" the female profit smiled brightly conjuring a hand mirror so that the Source could inspect his underling's handiwork. The mirror revealed that the workers had maksed the Source of All Evil into an exact likeness of Andy. Cladding him in a dark suit with a magnificent red tie.

""Very nice, very nice likeness indeed" The Source lifted his perfectly new chiseled chin and stared at his bright blue mortal looking eyes.

"Only those who desire to see the mortal tracer the most will see him" one of the underlings piped. "The rest of the world will see you for who really are"

"Prue and Alyeia are all I need"

"Fear not my liege" the oracle dropped to one knee, "The princess of Darkness shall be yours in a matter of minutes"

"Bring me the Elder" the Source nodded to one of the servants.

"Yes my liege" Moments later the servant returned with a worn and battered looking Gideon.

"Take me to the Halliwell Manor" the Source commanded.

"You will never fool them" Gideon replied pressing a hand to his bloodied and swollen lip. From his eyes, he saw the Source cold and calculating. "The Angelic Ones will see right through you as do I"

"Not this time" The Source grinned flaming the two of them and the oracle out.

Manor

Piper leaned over the large cherry colored dining table wiping it down with a rag that had been doused in lemon-scented pledge. With Prue and Paige both out of the manor and the older girls at school, she had decided upon a much-needed cleaning spree.

Giving the table several hardly swipes, the middle witch placed her hands on her hips admiring the new glossily shine. Much better she thought feeling a presence enter the room.

Still standing perfectly still Piper shifted her dark eyes back and forth until she felt a hand clamp tightly over her mouth. Her first instinct was to struggle until she saw Jeric's reflection in the shine on the table.

"Don't fight me, Piper" he whispered brushing his lips over her ear, "I'm only here for what Prue promised to give me"

Piper growled struggling as he brought his free hand upward, sprinkling the top of her head with a glittering sand.

"That's it, just relax" he soothed grinning as she went limp in his arms. "There now, that wasn't so hard. Maybe when Prue finds out you're gone, she'll remember her part of our deal," he added delicately speaking into Piper's lips before sanding them both out in a large funnel cloud.

The Source looked about cautiously, holding up a hand as they appeared in the living room.

What is it? The oracle asked.

The Source sniffed the air, smelling a familiar scent "A demon was here, one of the Egyptian type. He took one of the Charmed Ones with him"

"One less for us to deal with" the Oracle commented, "The princess in is in the nursery at the top of the stairs. Together the threesomes padded up the stairs until they reached the nursery.

"You first" The Source nodded to Gideon, knowing that the Elder still held the trust of the Halliwell children. Gideon's hand shook as it touched the knob.

"They will sense his fear!" the Oracle cautioned snacking it away.

"They will sense nothing" the Source replied causing his newly blue colored eyes to go black.