Chapter 3: The Witch is Back Part 3

"The curse is really simple as long as you have the ingredients I need," Melinda was saying as everyone dispersed throughout the kitchen.

Piper had the paper with the ingredients list and was quickly looking over it. "Okay, Phoebe can do the spices and I can chop the scallions."

"This is so cool. We've never done a curse before," Phoebe commented eagerly, her excitement shining through her words.

"Oh, I'm glad. They're not to be taken lightly," Melinda responded, a hint of a warning in her voice.

"Dark magic is never to be taken lightly. You can ask my old Padawan about that." Buffy said.

"Your old Padawan?" Prue asked.

Buffy smiled. "Willow Rosenberg, Jedi Knight. She was born in Sunnydale. She is a witch, not natural born like you all."

"A progenitor most likely," said Melinda.

Buffy nodded as she continued, "She delved into dark magic for a bit when her lover was killed."

"I feel like there's so much we could be learning or doing if we had the right teacher," Phoebe said with a pointed glance toward Melinda.

Melinda smiled at the compliment. "Well, I'd savor my first gift before I move onto the next one," she advised. "That said though you will have a good teacher." She looked pointedly at Buffy.

"Assuming we accept her offer," said Prue. "So, do we have everything?"

"Actually there's a few herbs we don't have, but I can get them at the restaurant," Piper replied confidently.

"The only problem is the feather… from the spotted owl," Phoebe answered, looking over the list again.

Melinda appeared confused by their sudden negativity. "Is that a problem?"

"Well, they're an endangered species," Buffy explained, but elaborated when Melinda still looked confused. "Um, certain animals from your time aren't really around anymore. It is now actually illegal to hunt them."

"Why?" Melinda questioned sadly.

Phoebe was the first to attempt to answer. "Deforestation, pollution…" She broke off when Melinda just began to look more confused and they didn't really have time to get into the whole complex issue. "It's a long story."

"Do you think they have one at the zoo?" Piper suggested with a shrug.

"What's a zoo?" Melinda wondered aloud.

Buffy rolled her eyes. Melinda's curiosity was beginning to give her a headache. "It's a place where people can see animals in their natural habitat. Without having to worry about becoming food for those same animals. It is also a place where some animals, like the spotted owl, can be protected from going extinct."

"You know what? I'll work on the feather. Piper, can you handle the herbs?" Prue took charge before Phoebe could terrorize Melinda any further with her explanations.

Piper hesitated a moment, thinking her situation over. "Uh, yeah, after I get to Quake though I might have a problem getting out because I'm supposed to work the night shift."

"Well, I'll come with you and bring back the stuff if you get hung up," Phoebe suggested.

"I don't think you two should leave the house. You are the two Matthew needs," Melinda added, frowning slightly at the plan so far. She then looked at Buffy. "The same goes for you, Buffy. Who knows for sure if he can copy your Jedi powers."

"I think its possible he could already have them," said Buffy as they all looked at her. "I had the intention of coming over anyways and offering you three the chance to train as Jedi. His stunt at your office, Prue, accelerated that plan. I am not one hundred percent sure but I believe this Matthew, could be Sith."

"What's a Sith?" asked Phoebe.

"To make it easy for everyone here to understand," explained Buffy. "The Old Jedi Order was the light side, good. The Sith were the dark side, evil."

"You say was," said Piper.

"The Old Jedi Order was nearly wiped out. I am one of the few remaining people from that Order. The New Jedi Order walks the gray path. Though it leans more towards the light than the dark. And the Sith to my knowledge were wiped out at the end of a recent galactic war. If Matthew is Sith he likely learned from someone else…"

"Who learned from someone else," said Melinda as Buffy looked at her. "My mother taught me the Jedi Arts. Or what she knew of them anyways, as some of it was obviously lost over the centuries. Just as she had learned from her mother."

Buffy nodded. "Glorificus was a Sith who arrived on Earth at the same time as Revan. It is a possibility that sometime during her stay on Earth she trained someone. But even if that happened…" She looked at Melinda.

"It is possible that some teachings were lost over the years," said Melinda. "Just as it was with our family."

"Okay," said Piper returning them back to the topic of getting the needed supplies. "Phoebe and I will be fine. How could Matthew even know about Quake?"

"And I'll go with, Prue," Buffy said before glancing at Prue. "If that's alright with you. Without powers you are still vulnerable. If he should attack you. He could try and take you hostage in an attempt to force Piper and Phoebe to give him their magical powers…"

"I see your point," said Prue. "Teams of two then."

Outside Quake

Hannah and Matthew waited in a car outside the restaurant, waiting for Piper to come in. "I've waited over three hundred years for my revenge. As soon as Piper gets here, I shall have it…" Matthew remarked eagerly.

Inside

Phoebe led the way in with Piper closely following, revealing her plan to Phoebe about how to get out. "You go ahead into the kitchen, I'm going to cough on Martin and tell him I'm highly contagious so I can go home," Piper explained hastily as they maneuvered around the crowded room.

"Love the plan," Phoebe allowed, heading on into the kitchen even after a waitress stopped Piper.

"Hey, Piper. Did your sweetie find you?" the waitress asked curiously.

Piper looked at her in confusion. "My what?" she countered, a feeling of dread washing over her.

"That guy with the English accent. He called earlier to see if you were working today," the waitress replied.

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In the kitchen, Matthew was pushing Phoebe back into a corner. Phoebe grabbed a rolling pin from a nearby counter that she passed and attempted to hit him with it. Matthew deftly blocked the blow and tossed it to the floor. Phoebe was backed up against the wall and he grabbed tight hold of her and she jerked into a premonition.

Matthew had Melinda cornered against a wall in the Manor. He grabbed hold of her neck, which she was defenseless against without being able to use her powers.

Matthew smiled as he felt the familiar flow of power through him. "Now I have your power and I see Melinda's here. Good. She will die at my hand," he remarked, tossing Phoebe to the ground and blinking out.

Piper ran in just after he had left to find Phoebe on the floor. "Are you okay?" she demanded, running forward and helping Phoebe to her feet.

"Yeah. It was Matthew. He's gone, but he copied my power," Phoebe answered, worry evident in her tone.

Halliwell Manor

"Alright, I found a spotted owl at the museum where I used to work. Stuffed," Prue explained as Buffy and Melinda followed her down the stairs.

"But we only need one feather," Melinda pointed out.

"Good, maybe that'll keep it down to a misdemeanor. Look, we'll be back as soon as we can," Prue promised, pulling Melinda into a quick hug.

Buffy and Prue headed towards the door. Prue turned at the door and waved before leaving Melinda alone in the house.

Quake

Piper and Phoebe were sitting at the bar in Quake, using the restaurant's phone to call their home number and warn Prue, Buffy and Melinda about Matthew.

"Come on, answer," Phoebe ordered the phone, nervously slapping the edge of the bar.

Halliwell Manor

Melinda jumped as the door slammed open and she turned to face the intruder. "Matthew," she stated coldly in greeting.

"We meet again," Matthew commented with a satisfied smile.

"Yes, and the sight of you still makes me ill," she replied.

"Funny, the fact that I could now destroy your line forever, makes you so much more appealing," Matthew responded, slowly closing the distance between them.

"You think I won't stop you," Melinda snapped, her eyes narrowed.

"How? You made your curse before and you still burned," Matthew pointed out, stopping just in front of her.

Melinda crossed her arms defiantly. "And yet I'm here now, aren't I?"

"You're nothing more than a dead witch watching over stupid girls who are about to die themselves," Matthew retorted, smiling slightly as he watched his words effect the woman before him.

"You won't touch them!" Melinda warned dangerously.

"Too late. I now have two of their powers. I just need the third. I believe her name is Piper. Unless…" Matthew trailed off as he grabbed Melinda by the throat and roughly pushed her up against the wall. "… You want to freeze me."

Melinda gasped softly as she was pushed back. "Go to Hell where you belong."

As he held her, Matthew was thrown into a premonition.

Melinda and the three sisters added the feather into the bag of ingredients for the curse and added it to the smoking Wiccan pot.

Matthew smiled in understanding. "So that's why they brought you back, isn't it? You think you can curse me again. Hell, I might just kill you now," he threatened, tightening his grip on her throat.

"Go ahead. I've already given them the curse," Melinda replied.

Matthew narrowed his eyes dangerously. "You're lying."

"Am I?" Melinda challenged, raising her eyebrows slightly in a dare.

"The one with the feather… where is she now? Where is Prue? Tell me!" Matthew demanded, slamming her back against the wall again.

Melinda hesitated. "She's at…" she began but trailed off.

"Yes?" Matthew prompted.

"Zoo," Melinda answered, feigning reluctance.

Matthew nodded to himself. "Then that's where I'll kill her. And then I'll come back for the last one. That way you can watch them die and I can watch you suffer," he explained harshly. Matthew watched her reaction for a moment before kissing her roughly. "And then, you'll be next," he warned before he blinked out.

Outside the Museum

Using the Force Buffy created a distraction that ensured the passing security guard went running quickly away to check out the noise.

"That's useful," admitted Prue as they disappeared around the corner allowing them to exit the maze of guards. They hastily descended the stairs.

Prue clutching the feather tight in her hand caught sight of a man approaching her. She noticed that Buffy was about to make another distraction and she grabbed the blonde's hand and shook her head. "Uh, Andy. What are you doing here?"

Andy grabbed Prue by the arm. "You're going to have to come with me, Prue," he ordered. He looked at Buffy instantly recognizing her from the news conference. He couldn't touch her legally, the United Nations had given the Jedi Order diplomatic immunity and made it the top policing body in the world answerable to the United Nations and the New Republic. "You are free to go, Ms. Naberrie."

"I will accompany my Padawan," Buffy told him.

Andy looked at Prue confused. "Padawan?" he asked.

"She approached Piper, Phoebe and I about becoming Jedi," Prue explained. "Officially we haven't given her an answer. Unofficially with at least myself I think I will accept her offer. I expect Phoebe and Piper will too."

"Well you can accompany us if you like, Ms. Naberrie…" Andy said.

"I am Grandmaster Naberrie," Buffy corrected the inspector. "Like yourself, members of the Jedi Order are addressed by our rank, not by the gendered honorific."

"Of course, Grandmaster Naberrie," Andy said leading the way to his parked car. "You can accompany us but I still have questions for Prue. Till she has officially accepted your offer she still can be held accountable to our laws."

The Halliwell Manor

"Prue? Buffy? Melinda?" Piper called as soon as she and Phoebe had opened the door to the Manor. They quickly looked around and found Melinda in the Conservatory.

"Matthew was here, wasn't he?" Phoebe asked.

"Yes, but don't worry. He's gone," Melinda assured them.

"He got my power," said Phoebe.

"I know," said Melinda. "While Matthew was here, he had a premonition. So, we've got to hurry before he gets back. Did you get all the herbs?" She looked toward Piper.

Piper nodded quickly. "Yeah, all we need now is the feather," she responded, biting her lip slightly.

"Good, Prue and Buffy are taking care of that," Melinda remarked thoughtfully.

Outside the Museum

Buffy and Prue were sitting in Andy's police car. Prue nervously glanced out the windows as Andy questioned her about the feather.

"Now for the last time, Prue. Why the feather?" Andy asked, holding the feather in his hand so that she could see it.

Prue narrowed her eyes defiantly. "I told you, I already had it from before," she insisted for what felt like the umpteenth time.

"Before what?" Andy questioned casually, receiving a look of disbelief from Prue. "No, go ahead, you can say it. Before breaking and entering the museum, which of course you did after you obstructed justice."

"How did I obstruct justice?" Prue demanded, her voice rising. Partially angry, partially worried.

Andy rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on, Prue. Don't play dumb with me. I know you too well. You're in a lot of trouble here. Trouble in which I can't help you out of unless you help me," he said beginning to lose his patience. "Trouble that could even make it where you can't accept Master Naberrie's offer."

"Maybe I should talk to a lawyer," Prue countered stubbornly.

"Prue, you have to accept the offer." Buffy said. "Before he can arrest you. Afterwards he's right there will be nothing I can do for you."

Prue looked at the back seat at Buffy and then nodded. "I hereby officially accept your offer, Master Naberrie."

"Inspector you no longer have a case." Buffy said. "Padawan Halliwell now has diplomatic immunity as agreed by the United Nations when they agreed Earth should join the New Republic."

Andy let out a sigh. "Off the record can I ask why you all need the feather?"

Buffy smiled as Prue took the feather from Andy. "Jedi business," she said as she and Prue got out of the car.

"What have I gotten myself into?" Prue asked as she drove herself and Buffy back towards the Manor.

"With training, the ability to do far more good than you do now and in the open. You will not need to hide anymore," Buffy explained.

Prue glanced briefly at Buffy as she thought about it. Being a Jedi would make it easier to be a witch.

The Halliwell Manor

"We're ready now. All we need is the feather," Melinda announced as she spooned the rest of the ingredients into a small pouch that would go along with the chant.

Piper was worriedly playing with the edge of the table. "And Prue. How come she's taking so long? You don't think…" she trailed off fearfully.

Phoebe shook her head in disagreement to Piper's worry. "No, she should be fine. Matthew's already copied her power," she offered as reassurance. "Besides Buffy is with her. A Jedi Master, remember?"

"Besides, I sent him to the zoo," Melinda chuckled softly.

"They're probably stuck in traffic," Phoebe added.

Melinda nodded and looked from one sister to the other. "When they return, we'll add the feather and seek out Matthew," she explained the plan to them again.

"Do you think he's going to be hard to find?" Piper asked nervously.

"Not at all," Matthew answered from where he had been silently listening in the doorway of the back door. Piper jumped in surprise while Phoebe quickly moved protectively around her and Melinda stepped in front of both of them. "I've waited too long for this moment to hide," he added, approaching the sisters and Melinda.

"This is our battle, Matthew. Leave them alone," Melinda snapped, passing the pouch to Phoebe for safe-keeping.

Matthew smirked at her fire. "I will have what I came for," he countered, using Prue's telekinesis to bring Piper away from her sister and into his arms. "Your powers and your death," he laughed as Piper desperately tried to break his grip on her.

"Piper!" Phoebe screamed. She ran forward, but was stopped by Melinda who held her arm out.

Matthew looked down at the young woman in his arms. "Freeze me, witch," he ordered.

Piper flashed him a furious glare. "In your dreams," she retorted, refusing to move.

"I said freeze me!" Matthew ordered again, pulling out the gun and pointing it at Piper's head. "Save yourself… No? Then save your sister," Matthew moved the gun away from Piper and pointed it toward Phoebe. His eyes focused on Melinda with a grin of triumph.

"Phoebe!" Piper called, beginning to panic until she felt the familiar presence of her big sister.

Buffy and Prue heard the last bit of the exchange and charged into the kitchen.

"Save yourself," Prue snapped gripping the feather tightly.

Matthew's eyes flickered to Prue and he tossed Piper away from him, pointing the gun straight at Prue. "Give me that feather," he ordered.

"Prue," said Buffy as Prue looked at her. "Give Melinda the feather. I've got him."

Prue looked at Buffy as Buffy unclipped a cylinder from her belt. Buffy pressed a control on the cylinder and a silver blade of light sprang forth.

Matthew looked at Buffy surprised. "A descendant of Revan," he snarled.

Buffy looked at Matthew and as she sensed the Force flowing through her opponent, she knew her hypothesis had been correct, Glorificus had trained someone in the ways of the Sith.

"My father told me about you, and I told my son," he told her.

And that was when Buffy received a Force vision.

Glorificus in the midst of giving birth.

Glorificus teaching an eight-year-old child the ways of the Sith.

The child as he watched his mother being captured by Revan and picking up his mother's lightsaber.

"You are Glorificus' descendent," Buffy stated. "Just as we are Revan's."

'We?' thought Matthew. Then he looked at Melinda, Prue, Piper and Phoebe and realized that they too were descendants of Revan. How had he not realized it when he had accused Melinda of witchcraft and had her burned at the stake? He looked back at Buffy. "Yes," he said. "And right now, I wish I had not passed on the weapon to my son. I would take it up now and fight you."

While Buffy had Matthew distracted Prue had handed the feather to Melinda, who placed it into the pouch.

"Piper, now!" Melinda called as the pouch was tossed into the pot. Piper threw her hands out, freezing Matthew as Melinda opened the locket and chanted. "Outside of time, outside of gain, know only sorrow, know only pain."

The wind picked up, engulfing Matthew as it had done over three hundred years before. "It is what you deserve," Melinda yelled over his cries.

"This is not the end!" Matthew shouted as he was sucked into the locket and it slammed shut.

"Yes, it is. This is for eternity," Melinda promised softly with a triumphant glance toward the three and Buffy.

Bucklands Auction House

"I followed him, he failed," Hannah announced as soon as she had stepped into the door of Rex's office. "What do we do now?"

Rex shook his head as he paced back and forth. "I don't know. We're going to have to think of something fast, though. He's going to be none-too-pleased to learn that we have failed," he admitted.

"It wasn't a complete failure, right? I mean, we outed them, proved they're the Charmed Ones, that has to count," Hannah pointed out hopefully.

"It'll buy us a little bit of time, but precious little," Rex countered, desperately trying to pull a plan together.

Hannah jumped to her feet in her frustration. "You should have listened to me, Rex. We should have taken care of them ourselves," she snapped, letting her frustration out.

Rex narrowed his eyes dangerously at her and advanced quickly. "You're right, Hannah. We should've done," he agreed, harshly grabbing the back of her hair and pulling it back.

The Halliwell Manor

Hearing the front door close from the attic, Piper was sent to check on who it was and get rid of them in order to have privacy when sending Melinda back. She pulled to a halt halfway down the stairs when she saw Leo in the Foyer.

"Leo. You're here. Why're you here?" Piper asked nervously.

Leo smiled slightly at her reaction to his presence. "I thought I'd work on the plumbing in the downstairs bathroom," he reminded her, having told the sisters the previous day of his plan.

"Oh, now's not really a good time. We're getting our cousin, Melinda, ready to go away. Can you come back later? Like, tomorrow?" Piper pleaded politely.

"Sure, no problem," Leo said, turning to head out the door with his tools.

Piper bit her lip slightly before taking a deep breath and calling after him. "Uh, Leo?" He turned curiously back to face her. "Would you like to go out sometime? With me, that is?" she asked hopefully.

"I'd love to. Give me a call," Leo answered enthusiastically.

"Okay," Piper breathed, barely believing her luck. She waved one last time before running back up the stairs to her sisters, Buffy and Melinda.

"Who was it?" Phoebe immediately questioned from where she sat around the small alter. Buffy sat next to her, who sat next to Prue, who sat next to where Piper would be sitting, and lastly Melinda on Phoebe's other side.

Piper turned around to close the attic door before answering. "It was Leo."

"Is he gone?" Prue prompted, leaning against the alter.

"We're perfectly safe," Piper assured them, taking her seat between Prue and Melinda.

Melinda reached out to grab the dress that she had been wearing while she was here. She now had on the seventeenth century dress. "Then let's begin," she decided, handing Phoebe the dress they had let her borrow.

"Oh, we can't take those back," Phoebe began sadly.

Melinda looked at her in confusion. "Why not?" she wondered.

"Because that means you're leaving," Phoebe finished.

"But I have to go," Melinda replied gently.

"Why? Why can't you stay here and have the life that you should've had?" Phoebe asked with a frown.

"Because this isn't her time." Buffy reluctantly explained.

"Buffy is right. This is your time and Prue's, and Piper's and even Buffy's," Melinda explained, with a glance at each of the sisters and Buffy in turn.

"And Dawn's," Buffy added as Melinda looked at her. "My sister, the prophecy."

Melinda's eyes went wide. "Two shall come …" she said as Buffy nodded.

"What prophecy is this?" Prue asked.

"Two shall come and be trained by the Jedi," Melinda recited from memory. "They will come and be oldest of the Padawans of the age in which they live. They shall be descendants of a Jedi. One shall be born, and the other created through magic to be her sister. They shall rebuild the Order during the dark times when the Sith rule the galaxy. One shall have a daughter born from love's loss. The other shall have a daughter born of angel's wings. Together mother and daughter shall reshape the Jedi Order."

Melinda looked at Buffy and smiled. "The prophecy was handed down from mother to daughter," she explained. "Till Emily was five-years-old, and I was eight-years-old. On my birthday I had a premonition. In it I saw that Emily's descendants would fulfill the prophecy and that mine would fulfill another prophecy that I had yet to utter, the prophecy of the Charmed Ones. I never got the chance to tell Penelope about it, and Emily died before she could pass it along herself."

It was then that Revan appeared causing Prue, Piper and Phoebe to jump at his sudden arrival. "Which is why I showed you and Dawn the prophecy, Buffy," he said. He then looked at Piper, Phoebe and Prue. "Greetings, my daughters."

"This is Revan," Buffy told them. "Our ancestor."

"What is he?" Prue asked.

"I became one with the Force when I died," Revan explained.

"Think of him as a ghost," Buffy said upon the sisters looks of confusion. "Only those sensitive to the Force can perceive what I have termed a Force Ghost. A being that melded his or her physical self upon on his or her death with the living Force."

"I have come because I have an offer for you, Melinda," Revan said. "A way to return as I do. To become one with the Force. I can teach you if you want."

Melinda bowed her head; it was the movement of an apprentice before her master.

"They will release the spell and I will be waiting on the other side," Revan said as he faded from view.

Melinda smiled softly at each of them. She looked at each of the Halliwell sisters. "You three give me great joy. I've seen the Charmed Ones. Good witches, women of strength and grace," she stated proudly. She then looked at Buffy. "You and your sister, give me great joy also. I am sure if Emily were here right now at this very moment, I am sure she would be proud of everything you have accomplished both as a Slayer and as a Jedi."

Buffy smiled. "Thank you."

Phoebe reached out and grabbed Melinda's hand, gently pressing it against her heart. "Tell me what you see?" she whispered.

Melinda closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, she had tears in her eyes as well. "I see the future. Many more generations of my beautiful daughters. I see my dreams fulfilled. Oh, thank you for that." She then looked at Buffy who nodded in understanding and took her hand, gently pressing it to her heart. Again, Melinda closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them, she smiled at Buffy. "I see the prophecy fulfilled. I see mother and daughter together side by side. And many more generations of Emily's daughters as well."

Melinda reached out and grabbed the locket, placing it around her neck before, a little reluctantly, joining hands with Buffy and the three sisters.

Everyone's eyes turned to Prue, who had agreed to say the releasing spell. "Melinda Warren, blood of our blood, we release you," Prue breathed.

"Blessed be, my daughters and my niece, I love you all," Melinda called as the white orbs swirled around her and she disappeared.

There was a moment of silence between the four of them as they all thought about Melinda. Phoebe slowly pulled her hands away. "I'm going to miss her," she admitted.

"Me too," Piper agreed.

Prue looked to Buffy and smiled. "If I understand what Revan said, she can come back," she said. "Am I correct, my master?"

"You are correct, my Padawan," answered Buffy as she looked at each of the sisters in turn. "In time she will learn what Revan teaches her. You may yet see her again."

"Padawan?" Piper and Phoebe asked looking at Prue confused.

Prue looked at her sisters as she thought about what had happened in Andy's car. Even though the decision was made in a moment of panic, she knew it was the right one. She knew without a doubt that the Force had guided Buffy to her and her sisters for a reason. "I accepted Master Naberrie's offer to become a Jedi," she told them.

Prue watched as her sisters looked at each other, silently debating if they too wanted to be trained as Jedi and then nodding as they came to a decision.

"Will we all be trained by you or have different teachers?" Piper asked as she and Phoebe looked at Buffy.

"The Jedi Order has changed," said Buffy. "Under the Old Jedi Order, it was one Master or Knight to one Padawan. But the Great Purge, that I will explain about at another time, wiped out the Order of Jedi leaving very few of us left. Now it will be multiple Padawans to one Master or Knight. The three of you would be mine if you consent that is. I will not force you into it though. In fact, Prue, if you want to change your mind, you can."

"I've already thought about it, Master Naberrie," admitted Prue. "While the decision was made in a moment of panic. I know it was still the right decision. I don't know how I know this, but I know that you were sent here to train us for a reason."

Buffy nodded as she looked at Piper and Phoebe. "What about the two of you?"

"What all does it entail?" asked Phoebe.

"There will be trials to come," said Buffy. "Given you like myself and Dawn have a prophecy hanging over your heads. I expect it will be a long road. But I do believe I am looking at some of the future of our Order sitting here before me."

Phoebe nodded as she took Buffy's hand and placed it over her heart. "Can you tell me what you see?"

Buffy closed her eyes as she received a Force vision. She looked at Phoebe and smiled. "You already know, my Padawan."

Phoebe nodded and smiled.

"Piper?" said Buffy as she looked at the last Halliwell sister.

"This is not a decision I have to make," answered Piper. "It's who I am."

Buffy smiled as she looked at each of her new Padawans. "Welcome to the Jedi Order; Padawan Prue Halliwell, Padawan Piper Halliwell and Padawan Phoebe Halliwell."