Piper stood in the kitchen has her hands and mind fidgeted over a pot. She was trying to keep busy. They had looked through the book to many times and it was all starting to look the same. Piper eventually left Paige and Grams looking again. She couldn't take it any more. She wanted her sister's back. Safe and alive.

"Piper?"

Piper didn't even move, she just kept tossing things in the pot. Maybe in her heart she was trying to come up with something. A potion maybe to save her sisters. But she couldn't use it unless he knew where they were.

"Piper."

The voice again. She tried to push it out. Tried to reason that it was not real, but she wanted it; she needed it in her life.

"Piper we may have found something. Leo helped." Paige gently touched her younger sister. She felt her heart start to crack as Piper nearly collapsed in her arms.

"I want them back. I can't lose them." her tears never stopped as she felt Paige's arms around her.

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Piper looked up later and saw the living room window. She wasn't even sure how her got there. The last thing she recalled was crying with Paige in the kitchen. Kitchen; the pot.

"Its Ok Piper. Leo turned it off." Paige felt her sister in her arms tense almost knowing what she was thinking

Piper looked up and was met by Paige's warm eyes. Her sister had come so far since discovering her power, and them. It was a huge responsibility with the witch end of the family business. It was another to care and protect a family you don't even really knew yet.

"We'll figure this out Piper. I just got you three in my life. I am not about to let some demon take any of you away."

"I'm sorry Paige. I wasn't even thinking."

"Hey it's ok. You are still getting used to me too. But I want to tell you, each of you are special to me in your own ways. Prue I can relate as the oldest, the protector. You have a heart of gold, and would do anything for them. And Phoebe is the baby, and like you and Prue I feel a need to baby her and protect her the most. MAybe , like you two I know she has an inactive power and with that I am afraid most of losing her. Not that losing you or Prue would hurt any less. i just feel as you do the need to protect her a bit more"

"Dont tell her that." Piper looked up at Paige with a new respect, "You are getting to know us aren't you?" she gave Paige a weak smile, "Ok. You know what." Piper stood up and grabbed at Paige's hand, pulling her to her feet. "Let's go save our sisters."

Paige followed after Piper on the way up the stairs. She knew where they were going, yet she found her voice lost in telling Piper there was no potion or spell to lead them to Prue and Phoebe. There was nothing in the book that would help them get their sisters back.

Prue stood over the body at her feet. She felt a soft breeze coming from somewhere as her torch flickered. She was running out of time, but she knew she needed to rest. She glanced at her watched: Less then three hours left.

She moved with care and caution as she reached the next break in the passage. The tunnels weaved and turned in all directions. She was hoping she wasn't walking down the same ones each time, they all looked the same. She took the torch, as she chose another passage, and held it close leaving a scorch mark on the side. Letting herself know if she was to go that way again.

She stopped when once again she cane across what she gathered was a demon.

"You are doing well witch. No other has gone this far." The fireball formed in his hand, as he seemed to bounce it up and down as a child would a baseball.

"Yeah well others weren't me." She reached inside feeling her power as she moved the fireball as it hung that millisecond in the air between bounces and thrust it into him.

His cries echoed off the stone walls as he burst into nothing.

"Ok this is fun. Now Phoebe where are you?" she spoke to herself as she leaned in against the wall gathering what strength she could. She felt weaker now then she had before. But she knew no matter what she had to go on, she had to get to Phoebe.

"Haven't figured it out yet have you witch." her voice sounded all around her as Prue cast her eyes in all directions.

"Come to gloat some more?"

"Actually I have. Your sister wasn't looking to well the last time I saw you."

Prue felt her insides twist. Was she telling the truth? Was Phoebe really hurting or was she using it as bait?

"What no witty come back? You know I am right don't you? If you look deep inside, you will know I am right. Trouble with being Charmed, you feel your sisters' pain on some level."

Prue held her gaze as she knew what she was saying. She could almost feel Phoebes pain. "Let her go and end this." Her voice spoken volumes.

"I don't think so. Not till I get my revenge." She disappeared as fast as she had appeared in the first place.

Prue stood still a moment before she saw another demon before her. "Ok what? You didn't learn from your friends?" her voice was cold as she glared at him. She just wanted to find Phoebe and go home to Piper and Paige.

"You can't win witch. Even as you make progress towards her you can not win. You will all die in the end so why not just end it now?"

Prue heard his words. She knew something was going on but as yet she had not worked it out. Maybe now she would. "Go back to hell." Her powers flowed once again striking out at him as he tossed an energy ball at her. "Where you belong." She finished as she looked at the blank space where he had stood.

Prue eased against the wall behind her as she felt more of her own energy leaving her. She slid herself to the ground wanting to work it out. Why was she so weak? She closed her eyes willing herself to gather her strength, that her sister needed her; her baby girl needed her.

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Phoebe pulled her knees into her chest as she sat in the middle once again. She had felt the presence leaving her but she knew inside it was still there. Waiting again for her power to pull who ever it was towards her. She had gathered that it was her power when used, that pulled the being to her. It was drawn to her power.

"So I just have to sit her and not use it." she told herself as she let her eyes drift over the mist and fog. She had watched it for hours rolling in and out around the cage she was in. As it drifted around her with each penetration of the surrounding bars. "Prue, where are you?" her voice soft, as she felt the tear trickling down her cheek.

She stood in the shadows watching as the witch prayed for her sister. She wanted to go forward and crush her hope.

His mind reached to hers.

"You promised my the powers of the witch."

"And you shall have it."

"Only if she uses them. I want them now." His voice carried and echoed through the fog.

"All in due time my friend. Soon you will have her power and her and I will have my own power back and we can continue our quest of destruction."

She watched as his form surrounded the cage once more. No arms or legs, just the fog as he reached out to her once again taking what he could. Taking her life as she sat helpless in the middle of his cage.