The doorbell rings.
"I'll" get it!" Phoebe gets up from the couch to open the door. She opens the door and sees Sam and Dean.
"Hello," both Sam and Dean greeted.
"Hello, indeed," Phoebe greeted in a seductive tone. She couldn't help but smile at Sam and Dean.
Dean couldn't help but smile at Phoebe. "God, you're hot," he said.
"Dean!" Sam angrily whispered.
"You boys aren't too shabby yourself," Phoebe replied.
"I'm Sam, this is my brother, Dean."
"Nice to meet you," Dean said.
"Likewise," Phoebe replied.
"Phoebe, who is at the door!" Piper called.
"Just two hot smoking men!" Phoebe called back.
"Did she say two hot smoking men?! I'm coming!" Prue called.
Here comes Piper, quickly running into the foyer. Prue has a big grin on her face, as she is excited to see the two men at the door. Prue cuts in front of Piper; they both start pushing and slapping each other's hands.
"Uh, excuse me Prue, you are in my way!" Piper pushes Prue.
"You're not the only who wants to see who is at the door!" Prue pushes Piper out of the way.
They both start slapping each other's hands.
Piper gets angry and grits her teeth. "Get out of my way."
"Why do you care?! You're married!" Prue angrily said.
"I still wanna SEE!" Piper still angrily grits her teeth.
Sam, Dean, and Phoebe could not help but to watch Piper and Prue go at it, especially Dean when nodding his head up and down, and was smiling the whole time. Prue then pushed Piper to the floor and ran to the door. Piper quickly got up and ran after Prue.
"Oh, you are SO dead!" Piper angrily said.
Once Prue and Piper arrived at the door they stopped running and quickly smiled at Sam and Dean.
"Hi," Prue said lovingly with a big grin on her face.
"Hello," Piper said with a big smile on her face.
The Halliwell sisters couldn't keep their eyes off Sam and Dean.
Sam smiled a little and then cleared his throat. "Hi, I'm Sam and this is my brother, Dean."
"Hi, I'm Prue."
"I'm Piper."
"Do you mind if we come in?" Sam asked.
"What kind of question is that? You may absolutely come in," Phoebe replied.
Dean and Sam are walking in the manor. They follow Prue and Piper into the living room. Phoebe is looking at Sam's butt and smacks it.
"Cute butt," Phoebe whispered.
She then smacks Sam on the butt and Sam is startled. Sam then looks at Phoebe while his mouth is opened.
Phoebe smiles. "Oops, my hand slipped," she said in a seductive tone. Phoebe is slowly walking into the living room with a smile on her face. Sam is still standing in the foyer with his mouth still open, as he still cannot believe Phoebe smacked him on the butt.
Sam, Dean, Prue, Piper, and Phoebe are all sitting in the living room.
"Would you guys like something to eat or to drink?" Piper asked.
"I could go for a sandwich," Dean replied.
"Of course you would," Sam face palms.
"Do you have any turkey?" Dean wondered.
"We sure do," Piper replied.
"I would like one turkey sandwich with mustard, mayo, lettuce, and tomatoes."
"Coming right up." Piper gets up to make Dean a sandwich in the kitchen.
"Who are you guys?" Prue asked.
"Yeah, and how do you know about us?" Phoebe asked.
"Okay, here's the deal. Me and my brother are hunters. We are following in our father's footsteps, as we hunt down monsters, demons, fallen gods," Sam explaining.
"Don't forget witches," Dean added.
Prue is shocked. "Witches?"
Phoebe's eyes grew big. "Also, demons?"
Prue turns her head and looks at Phoebe. Phoebe on the other hand, gulps.
"Yeah, I hate witches with a passion," Dean said.
Sam continued. "Anyways, we protect the innocent from evil."
"We protect the innocent too from demons, warlocks, and dark lighters," Phoebe said.
"Really? So, you guys are like superheroes with superpowers?" Dean asked.
"Yep. We are certainly not witches," Phoebe nervously laughs.
Prue turns her head looking at Phoebe. Her eyes grew big and grits her teeth due to Phoebe almost blowing their cover. Phoebe nervously smiles at Prue.
"Listen, Castiel, a powerful angel of the Lord, and a close friend of ours, told us to come here because we need your help," Sam explained.
"I'm sure you are aware of the murder of Melissa Huffman, right?" Dean assumed.
"Yeah," both Prue and Phoebe said.
"Apparently, three evil witches were the ones who murdered her. They could be after more innocent people here. We also can't do this alone," Dean explained.
"So, will you help us?" Sam asked.
Piper comes back from the kitchen to give Dean his turkey sandwich.
"Here you go Dean."
"Thank you." Dean takes the plate that has the sandwich from Piper. He quickly takes a bite of the sandwich and then closes his eyes for a moment, as he is loving the sandwich that Piper made for him.
"Piper, you know how to make a mean sandwich," Dean talking with his mouth full.
"Thank you. So, what did I miss?"
"Sam and Dean need our help. Apparently, Melissa Huffman was murdered last night by three evil witches," Prue explained.
"They maybe after more innocent people here," Phoebe continued.
"Castiel, a powerful angel of the Lord, and our close friend, told us to come here," Sam explained.
"Sure we'll" help. You can even stay here until we defeat the three evil witches once and for all," Piper said.
"That is great," Sam replied.
"Would you guys like to have pork roast for dinner?" Piper asked.
"Sure. I know Dean does since he loves to eat," Sam replied.
"You got any pie?" Dean wondered.
"What kind of pie do you like?" Piper asked.
"I don't care. I just love pie," Dean replied.
Leo returns to the manor. Sam and Dean are startled.
"Don't worry guys, it is just my husband, Leo. He's a whitelighter," Piper said.
"Hey, who are these guys?" Leo asked.
"Leo, this is Sam and Dean," Piper introducing Leo to the Winchester brothers.
"Leo shakes hands with Sam and Dean.
"Nice to meet you," Sam said.
"Likewise," Leo replied.
"You're a whitelighter? Are you like an angel?" Dean asked.
"Pretty much. I have powers and natural abilities," Leo explained.
"Piper, a word?" Prue asked.
Prue, Piper, and Phoebe head to the conservatory to have a family discussion.
"Are you kidding me?" Prue confronting Piper.
"What is the problem?" Piper asked.
"Sam and Dean are hunters who take down monsters, demons, fallen gods, and witches," Prue explained.
"Prue, I'm sure its evil witches. We are the good witches."
"Well, I think it is best that they don't know," Prue suggested. "Dean even hate witches with a passion."
"Again, it is obviously the evil witches he is talking about, and last time I checked, none of us are evil."
"They also can't find out that Cole is a demon," Phoebe worried.
"This sucks because I really like Dean," Prue disappointed.
"I know since you PUSHED ME DOWN on the floor!" Piper angrily reminded her.
Prue smiling nervously. "My bad."
"Not to mention, that Sam is a hottie too. That man has a cute butt on him," Phoebe with a big grin on her face.
"Okay, we won't tell them that we're witches, but I still don't think there is nothing to worry about. Now if you will excuse me, I need to prepare dinner," Piper walks away and is headed to the kitchen.
At night, Sam, Dean, Prue, Piper, and Phoebe are having dinner in the dining room. Dean is enjoying the pork roast that Piper prepared.
"Piper, this pork roast is delicious. You sure know how to cook," Dean complimenting Piper on the food.
"Thank you. I see you have such a big appetite."
"He sure knows how to eat," Phoebe said.
"I know. I love a man who knows how to eat," Prue said as she is looking at Dean so lovingly. She then puts her hand on top of his hand.
Dean smirks. "Well, I love a woman who appreciates a man who enjoys eating."
"Too bad you don't eat salad," Sam mentioned.
"You don't eat salad?" Piper asked.
"What, you're allergic to salad?" Phoebe asked. "Salad is good for you."
"You can say what you want, I see that as rabbit food. In fact, salad is for the little creatures out there. Leave the salad for the rabbits, the hamsters, the gerbils, etc." Dean said.
"I'm just amazed at how someone that is in such good shape, doesn't bother eating a salad," Piper said.
"Unless pieces of fried chicken, shredded cheddar cheese, croutons, and ranch or Catalina dressing is added in the salad, I'm not digging in," Dean replied. "Well, I'm done. Now onto to the apple pie."
"Don't you want to digest your food first?" Piper asked.
"Nope, pie me right now," Dean clapped his hands together. He is ready to dig into the apple pie Piper baked.
"Piper, the man is an eating machine. Pie him right now!" Prue demanded.
Piper's eyes grew big and raised her hands up in defense. "Okay, alright."
Piper cuts everyone a slice of apple pie. Before giving the first two slices of pie to Dean and Sam, she added whip cream on top. Dean enjoyed it once he took the first bite.
"Oh my GOD that is so good! It is like I'm in heaven! It is like I'm having sex," Dean enjoying the pie so much.
Prue continues to look at Dean so lovingly.
Sam could not help but smile, shake his head, and go back to eating his apple pie.
Later that night, everyone is getting ready for bed. Dean is spending the night in the living room, while Sam is spending the night in the sitting room.
"Piper, thank you again for letting us stay here," Sam said.
"You're welcome," Piper replied. "Well, good night you two."
"Good night," both Sam and Dean said.
"Well Dean, see you in the morning."
"Sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite Sammy."
Sam is heading back to the sitting room, while Dean is heading back to the living room.
In the morning, Dean walks out of the living room while stretching and yawning.
Prue is coming downstairs. Dean notices Prue and smiles.
"Morning beautiful," Dean said.
Prue smiles and laughs. "Good morning. How did you sleep?"
"Like a baby. Has anyone told you how beautiful you are twenty-four seven?"
"You're the first and only one who told me."
"Say how about you and me spend some time together, like taking a tour of the city," Dean suggested.
"Sure," Prue replied.
"Really? Are you sure you're not seeing anyone? Piper is obviously married and Phoebe is taken, so I wanna make sure I'm not crossing the wrong path."
"Don't worry, I'm single."
"Awesome!" Dean is excited.
"I'll" meet you in the kitchen for breakfast," Prue said.
"I'll" be there in a minute," Dean replied.
As Prue is going to the kitchen, Dean quickly gets out a pen and a list with Prue, Piper, and Phoebe's names on it. He crosses out Piper and Phoebe and puts a check next to Prue. Dean closes his eyes and grins, as he fist pumps both of his hands. He is thrilled about Prue being single.
Back at the police department, Darryl talks to two women who knew Melissa Huffman. One woman is a blond and the other is a brunette with dark hair.
"So, were you friends with Melissa?" Darryl wondered.
"Yes," the blonde woman crying.
"We were with her at the mall. The three of us were just hanging out after she got off work," the crying brunette woman explained.
"Did she have any enemies?" Darryl wondered.
"No. Melissa was a sweet, kind, caring, down to earth person. I can't imagine her having any enemies that would want her to die," the blonde woman breaks down crying.
"It is not fair for bad things to happen to good people," the crying brunette said.
"The world is so cruel," the blonde woman said.
Darryl having sympathy for the women. "I understand that it is very difficult, but I promise to solve Melissa's murder."
"Thank you, inspector," the crying blonde woman said.
"We appreciate you so much," the crying brunette woman said.
Sam is in the kitchen getting a glass of lemonade. Phoebe smiles and slowly walks into the kitchen without Sam hearing her enter. Once Sam closes the refrigerator, Phoebe smacks him on the butt again. Sam is so startled, he quickly has his hands covering his butt, and he turns around facing Phoebe.
"Hello Sam," Phoebe said in a seductive tone.
"Phoebe, this is the second time you smacked my ass."
"I know. This hand is such a troublemaker. You have such nice buns, do you workout?"
"Only when hunting."
"Where is Prue and Dean?"
"Your sister and my brother went out to spend some time together."
"Aw, that is cute. Speaking of spending time together, how about we spend some time together, like watching a movie?"
"Sure. Please don't smack my ass again, okay?"
"You don't like to get smacked in the butt? Come on, I'm just flirting with you."
"Yeah, okay," Sam is not buying it.
Sam is walking out of the kitchen with a glass of lemonade. Phoebe tilts her head a little, as she takes a look at Sam's butt once again.