OK, so I've missed this story probably as much as you have, but it's back! With a new fantastic chapter! I'm hoping you all like this one. I had a lot of fun writing it. This one takes a huge step forward with the plot. Please please please leave a review! I love hearing from you guys. Enjoy!

Chapter 3

"I'm Pregnant."

Sarah's words echoed in Wyatt's mind. He was stunned. He'd never been so surprised in his entire life. Wyatt couldn't function for several seconds as the news sunk in. Sarah stood there anxiously watching him. She had missed him even if she was frightened by what he was. She loved him. She really did. It had just been so much at once and she needed to clear her head, but finding out she was pregnant had mixed everything up all over again.

"You're pregnant?" Wyatt finally spoke, needing to know if she was telling truth. She wouldn't lie, would she? This wasn't something to joke about.

"Yes, I am." Sarah said quietly. She still couldn't read his expression. She felt like she could breathe again when she saw the corners of Wyatt's mouth lift into a small smile.

"I'm going to be a dad." He said, filled with wonder at the notion. His smile faltered when he looked over at Sarah. "What does this mean for us?"

It was a fair question, but one that Sarah didn't have an answer to. She had left him so suddenly, hurting both of them. She wasn't ready to just jump back into things like they had been before she knew his true identity, but she didn't want to be apart from him either. "I don't know." She told him honestly. "I want us to be together, but at the same time, I'm still so… uncertain about some things."

Wyatt nodded. It wasn't exactly what he wanted to hear. She had just told him that he was going to be a father, normally a joyful occasion, but he didn't just want to have a child with her, he want to raise a child with her. She was it for him. As much as he'd tried to deny that fact over the passed few months, there was no getting around it. She was the one. And she was carrying his child. Fate had intervened and forced them back together, Wyatt was sure of this. The only problem was convincing Sarah. She was so new to the idea of magic and she had every right to be afraid, but he had to find a way to get her past that and see that magic or no magic, they belonged together.

"Let's go inside and talk." Wyatt said, looking up and down the hallway and realizing this wasn't the place to be having this conversation. Sarah agreed and Wyatt opened the door for her. Warren was in the kitchen getting something to drink when he saw Sarah enter. He dropped his plastic cup and orange juice spilled all over the floor.

"Sarah!" It was obvious to both Wyatt and Sarah that Warren was more than excited to see the two of them together.

"Hey, Warren. How are you?" She asked with genuine interest. One of the many things that led Wyatt to believe that Sarah was the one was the fact that she got along so well with his family. She had fit right in and being an only child herself, she felt like this was the family she had always wanted growing up. She had especially taken to Mel as the sister she never had. Even Chris, who was overly protective of his family and suspicious of outsiders, had liked Sarah and was one of the people to encourage Wyatt to tell her the truth about their family. It had upset the whole family, not just Wyatt, when she took off.

"Good. I'm good. It's nice to see you." Warren noticed the strange looks on Sarah and Wyatt's faces. "I'm going to clean this mess up." He said quickly.

"It's fine, Warren. I got it. Just give us a minute?" Wyatt asked. Warren didn't need to be told twice. He orbed out of the apartment, leaving the two alone to talk things out.

"Ok, Sophie, enough is enough. I've kept my distance and withheld from reading your mind out of respect for you – and that is saying something with my powers so out of wack! – but you have got to tell me what is going on with you." Scarlet informed her sister a few days after Sophie met with her first charge. Sophie sighed.

"I want to tell you, Scarlet, but I'm worried you won't understand." She told her twin honestly.

"Soph, you're my sister. Just tell me." Scarlet pleaded. Sophie took a deep breath and searched for the right words.

"A while ago, I began talking with mom seriously about my future as a whitelighter. I know most of us identify more with our witch half, but not me. You know how I feel about all the fighting, hunting, battling, etc. I'll do it because I have to, but not with the same passion as some of you. I'm good with potions and spells. I'm even better at healing and helping others. That's why I wanted to try my hand at being a full-fledged whitelighter. So a few days ago, I got my first charge. Mom was the only one who knew until now."

Scarlet was silent for a while. "Wow. I had no idea."

"I know how much you love being a witch. You've said several times that it wouldn't matter to you if you were part whitelighter or not because either way, you'd still be the same kick-ass witch."

"How did it go? With your charge, I mean." Scarlet asked, not addressing what Sophie just brought up. Because it was true. She didn't feel any inclination to further explore her whitelighter abilities. It was soft magic.

"Good. It's been really good so far. I was nervous at first, but Mom says I'm a natural."

"So you're going to continue with this?"

"I hope to." Sophie told her wistfully.

Scarlet nodded and didn't say anything else. She felt it was a mistake. Yes, the magical world needed whitelighters, but they had plenty already who weren't half witch. Besides, she and Sophie weren't just witches. They were Halliwells. Since they were young, they were told how special and how powerful they were, but they needed each other and their cousins to stay strong and united. They fought the world of evil. That was their destiny. If Sophie gave up her witchly duties to devote herself to becoming a whitelighter, who else among the cousins would stray? This was just the beginning in what Scarlet felt was a domino affect. Next, Portia would be learning the craft of a cupid or Warren would be identifying with his human half and getting a job with the police to make their dad proud. If Sophie really kept with this whitelighter stint, Scarlet was afraid it would lead to the splitting up of the Halliwell cousins.

"So, are you ok with this?" Sophie asked after her sister had been silent for several minutes. Scarlet forced a weak smile.

"If this is what you want, I have to support you. You're my twin."

Sophie picked up on what her sister wasn't saying. "But you're not happy about it."

"Soph, we may be twins, but we've always been polar opposites. We're never going to see eye to eye. This is the best I can do." It was a brutally honest answer, worded very carefully, yet it still hurt Sophie to hear it. She drew in a shaky breath.

"Well, then, I guess that's that. Now you know and I'd appreciate it if you didn't go run and complain to Wyatt." Scarlet was surprised how quick Sophie had predicted her next move. Although she wouldn't call it complaining to Wyatt. She just wanted someone on her side to help her out. But Sophie wasn't done. "After all, he would tell Prue because she's his confidant. They'll try to keep it hush-hush, out of respect for me, but they definitely won't just sit back and watch. It won't take long before Prue will tell Chris because he likes to fix things, who would say I'm making a mistake and try and convince me to change my mind. When that won't work, he's be frustrated and try to get Prue to do a gentler approach, using her powers of empathy to aid her in figuring out my feelings. When that fails, she'll tell Warren out of concern for me. Warren will of course feel that, as my brother, he can talk to me and sort this out, but he, too, will fail. Phoenix, because she's nosy, will notice how weird the older cousins are acting and immediately start to pry. She'll get nothing at first, but eventually Prue will cave and tell her because it's her baby sister and she has a weakness for her. And once Phoenix knows, everyone will know. And then everyone will make a joint effort to set me straight. And I really don't want to deal with that right now."

Scarlet was stunned for a moment after Sophie's rant. She cracked a small. "Wow. You pegged our entire family perfectly. That is totally how everything will play out. Wait, did you have a premonition about it?"

"Scar, I'm being serious. Do I have your word that you won't spread this around? I need some time to get my bearings and feel confident in my abilities before I face the whole family."

"Alright, I promise I won't tell anyone." Scarlet vowed sincerely. She knew this was going to be tough, because truth be told, if Phoenix was the worst with secrets, then Scarlet was the second worst. She loved hearing them and telling them, but this was important to Sophie. She would have to keep her mouth shut for the time being.

Three Months Later

The wedding day had arrived. Chris and Bianca would finally be getting married. Leo watched his son expertly fix his tie in front of the mirror.

"Getting any cold feet, baby bro?" Wyatt teased.

"Not at all." Chris replied. "So your best man speech better be ready."

"Don't worry. I wrote it last night." Wyatt said with a wicked grin.

Chris rolled his eyes. He knew that wasn't true. Wyatt was an overachiever in all areas of life, but he didn't like to admit it. He had probably written the speech months ago when Christ first asked him to be his best man. Aside from Wyatt, Leo and Chris's best friend Dane were also groomsmen. All the men were dressed and looking sharp. It would all start very soon.

Warren's eyes scanned the sanctuary carefully. Nothing out of the ordinary. Everything seemed to be fine, but he kept a careful lookout from the back of the room. "I don't see any demonic forces at work… yet." He told Portia.

"Well, I feel like we've done a good job staying under the radar. I'd be surprised to find anything going wrong today."

"Still, you can never be too careful. This family has a history of weddings getting ruined by supernatural forces. Maybe you should run down to where the girls are getting ready and make sure everything is fine." Portia rolled her eyes, but went anyway. She wasn't used to Warren taking initiative. Usually Wyatt, Chris, or Prue led the roost, but all of them were in the wedding today. Not that she didn't trust Warren or believe in him, it was just different having him in charge. Phoenix looked around anxiously and Scarlet noticed her nervousness.

"Are you alright, Nix?" She asked.

"I'm fine." Phoenix said quickly. Scarlet read her thoughts and chuckled. Phoenix realized this and glared at her.

"Scarlet! Get out of my head!"

"Sorry, little cuz. But I understand. It's ok to be scared of being on patrol. It's a big deal for you."

"I'm not scared. I just have never been in a real demon fight before and I might get the chance today since I'm on wedding patrol."

"I take it you're not counting the time you got thrown through a window and nearly bled to death as a 'real demon fight'?" Scarlet said as a joke. She caught Warren's look as soon as she said that. "What? Too soon?"

"Phoenix, just make sure you're focused today. Wyatt really fought your mom and Chris to let you help us out so we need you to be prepared and not let Wyatt down." Warren told her. Phoenix nodded and tried not to be annoyed with the fact that no one seemed to think she was capable to doing the thing she was destined to do. Except for Wyatt. He believed in her and he was probably the only one, but that was enough for now. She didn't admire anybody more than her cousin Wyatt so it felt good to have him on her side.

"He is a really great cousin." Scarlet agreed. "Very supportive."

Phoenix eye's narrowed in Scarlet's direction. "Get. Out. Of. My. Head." She said with clenched teeth.

"Sorry, I'm done." Scarlet promised, but she was grinning the whole time, which made Phoenix doubt her sincerity. Little did Phoenix know that she only made it more fun for Scarlet when she got upset. Warren shot Scarlet a look over Phoenix' head. Leave her be, Scar. The last thing we need is for Nix to be in one of her moods today. We don't want to provoke her to try something dangerous. Scarlet nodded, silently agreeing. Portia returned to her spot next to Warren.

"Everything is all clear. We should be set to go soon."

The ceremony started off without any interruptions, but Warren, Scarlet, Portia, and Phoenix kept a keen eye out for any sign of trouble from the back of the church while Chris and Bianca stood in front of their friends and families vowing to always love and care for each other. Melinda, the maid of honor, tried to discreetly wipe her eyes, but everyone could tell she was crying. Prue and Sophie stood up there also as bridesmaids. The four cousins at the back of the church were surprised to hear a loud thud come from outside the sanctuary. Scarlet listened keenly to the thoughts of those in the front of the room to find out if any of the wedding party had heard the disruption. No one reacted except for Paige in one of the front rows.

Scarlet, what's going on? Paige's voice came in loud and clear.

Don't worry, Mom. We'll take care of it. I'll contact you as soon as possible. Scarlet promised as she, Warren, Portia, and Phoenix headed silently out of the sanctuary, trying not to attract any attention from the guests or wedding party. Just outside the doors, the church split in two directions with long hallways that both curved around. As the oldest of the group, Warren snapped into action.

"Alright, here's the plan: I'll take this hallway while Portia and Scarlet go the other way."

"What about me?" Phoenix asked, feeling a flair of anger at the thought of being left out.

"Phoenix, you're the last line of defense. You guard these doors in case whatever is out there gets past us. If something comes, use your teleporting powers to send it somewhere else then run in and get Aunt Paige or Aunt Phoebe."

"I don't even get to fight it?"

"Phoenix! This is not about you right now! Do you understand?" Warren snapped. "Your job is to keep everyone in that sanctuary safe and you do that by making sure nothing gets in."

The seriousness of Warren's tone made Phoenix drop her complaints and agree. She stood with her back pressed to the sanctuary entrance as Warren bounded down one hallway and the girls took off towards the other one. On both sides, they disappeared around the corners. Phoenix took a deep breath as she realized she was really truly alone with the weight of being 'the last defense' resting heavily on her young shoulders. "Come on, guys. Please get this filthy demon out of here." Phoenix thought out loud.

Warren quickly scanned the hallway and each room it was attached to. Nothing so far but he was only half way through with it. He listened keenly for any sound of a demon or anything that would have caused that noise they heard in the sanctuary. "If this turns out to be a stray cat or something, we are going to look like idiots." He thought with a little laugh. He could already hear Wyatt heckling him about it at the reception. He stopped mid-stride when he sensed Scarlet calling for him. He orbed to the other side of the church and glanced around for trouble. He heard noise coming from one room just off to the left. He ran in just in time to see a demon grab an unconscious Scarlet and disappear with her.

"No!" He screamed and tried to lunge after them, but he was too late. He was breathing heavily and frozen in place, his frantic brain trying to form a plan. He suddenly remembered Portia. Had the demon taken her, too?

"Portia?" He called. "Portia!" There was no response, but the room was trashed and he began to sift through the rubble for her. "Portia!"

Buried underneath an overturned table and some other furniture, he found her with a giant bleeding gash on her head. She wasn't moving and he panicked.

"Please don't be dead." He whispered as he placed his shaking hands over her head. The gash went away and her eyes fluttered open. He let out a breath of relief.

"You're ok. Come on, try and get up." He helped her to her feet. "Tell me what happened."

Warren heard something behind him and freaked. Logan had orbed in and his eyes got wide at the scene he saw. "Portia, are you alright?"

"Yeah, we got everything under control here. You're a little late so just get out of here." Warren snapped. Portia didn't say anything as Logan got an irritated look on his face and orbed away.

"Where's Scarlet? Is she ok?" Portia asked. Warren shook his head.

"I didn't get here soon enough. I got here just as a demon was taking her. Portia, I need you to tell me everything that happened."

Portia nodded. "Ok, but first, we check on Phoenix."

Warren understood and orbed them to the front sanctuary entrance where Phoenix was. She was fine, but anxious. "What happened? Where's Scarlet?"

Piper smiled through her tears as Chris and Bianca held hands and exited the sanctuary. The wedding party followed after them and soon the guest began to file out. Piper spotted her nephew and two nieces standing off to the side with grim expressions. Just as she began to wonder about Scarlet's whereabouts, Paige rushed past her to the small group. Phoebe was suddenly at Piper's side. "What wrong with Paige?"

"I don't know, I'm trying to figure that out myself."

"Come on. Let's go talk with them."

They approached just in time to hear a frantic Paige exclaim "What do you mean you have no idea where she is? She's your little sister, Warren! You are supposed to look out for her."

"It wasn't his fault." Portia jumped in. "We split up."

"What!"

"We had to, Mom. It was the quickest way to find the danger and –"

"And how well did that go? Your sister is missing because you felt like doing your job quick and easy instead of sticking together as a team. How could you be so stupid, Warren?" Paige spat out the words like venom.

"Ok, easy, Paige." Phoebe stepped in, placing her hands on Paige's shoulders. "I know you're worried, but the four of them did what they thought was best."

"Alright here's what you will do." Piper ordered. "Warren, take the girls back to the manor. Portia, did you get a good look at what took Scarlet?" She paused and looked at her niece, who nodded. "Good, then you know what to do."

"Book of Shadows?"

"Yes. If you find the demon, Warren and Phoenix will be there to help you with the vanquishing potion. Then you'll come find one of us at the reception."

"Not Piper." Phoebe interjected. "The mother of the groom will not be getting involved. You get me and Paige."

Piper shot Phoebe a look, but couldn't argue with her. "Alright. Now, get out of here and get to the attic."

Warren nodded and grabbed Portia and Phoenix by the wrist. Before he orbed, he shot his mother an apologetic look. "I'm sorry."

"Just find her." Her voice was raw with worry and desperation and twinge of guilt for how she had verbally attacked her son. Warren nodded and the three younger ones were gone, leaving only the three sisters in the empty sanctuary.

"Paige, you can go with them if you want. Piper is really the only one that needs to stick around." Phoebe offered, sensing Paige's overwhelming fear for her youngest.

"I need to tell Henry and Sophie first."

"Ok, let's go find them and let them know."

"Did you find it yet?" Warren asked. Portia sent him a look.

"I've barely opened the book, Warren."

"I know. I'm sorry, I just – I need to find her."

"It's gonna be ok. We'll find her." Portia reassured him. "Now stop distracting me so I can find this bastard." Warren cracked a smile. Portia rarely got feisty, but when she did, he never questioned her.

"I'm going to try scrying for her." Phoenix offered.

"Good. That's a good idea." Warren said. Although he was almost certain that if a demon had his sister, he would not be present in this world, but the one below. But Phoenix was just trying to do something to help, and for that, he couldn't discourage her.

The three got to work while on the other side of town, Piper watched the wedding party get their pictures taken, smiling and laughing as if nothing was wrong. Well, for them, nothing was wrong. Not yet. Phoebe appeared at her side. Paige had found Henry and was telling him now about the fate of their youngest child.

"When do we tell them? And how?" Phoebe asked.

"At the reception, after toasting and everything. They should be able to enjoy it for a little while and not have to put on an act for Chris and Bianca. We'll pull them aside one by one so Chris and Bianca don't get suspicious. As for how, I'm still trying to find the right words."

"I guess just coming right out with it is best. No use trying to sugar coat the fact that their cousin or sister was just abducted."

Piper had to agree and the two fell silent, watching the happy faces of the wedding party. When it was over, the group got ready to leave for the reception. Piper and Phoebe shared a look and then went to find Paige and Henry.

They were getting nowhere and the more time that passed, the more anxious and upset Warren got. He was pacing the length of the attic muttering to himself, making Portia and Phoenix very concerned. "What's he doing?" Phoenix asked. Portia shushed her. "I think he's trying to figure out a plan. Just don't bother him."

"Trust me, I am not going near him!" Phoenix vowed. Portia sighed and slammed the book shut, making Phoenix jump suddenly. It was no use. She'd gone through it backwards and forwards with no luck. It had been hours since the abduction and they hadn't heard a thing from the rest of the family. It was probably a good thing at this point, since they had nothing to report. Phoenix looked from the frazzled Warren to the defeated Portia and knew they were screwed. She walked over to the couch, sat down, put her elbows on her knees, and plopped her head in her hands. She didn't bother to ask what they should do next. It was clear that between the three of them, they had done as much as they knew how. "I wish Mom was here…"

Portia couldn't help but agree with that. Any one of the charmed ones would do. Someone orbed in, catching all of their attentions. It was Sophie. She was still in her bridesmaid's dress, looking stunningly beautiful, but her face was stained with tears and she was only looking at Warren.

"Is it true?" She asked in a shaky voice. Warren looked at his shoes for a moment and didn't answer. When he looked up, there were tears in his own eyes. Sophie shook her head, wanting to deny it. Warren took a few steps forward and pulled his little sister into his arms. "I'm sorry." He whispered for her ears alone.

"We have to find her." Sophie said adamantly as she pulled away from Warren. She wiped her tears away and looked from Warren to Phoenix to Portia. "What's being done?"

It was a wonderful reception. Just a small gathering of family and friends. Nobody seemed to notice the select few of family members who were barely holding it together. Of course, all eyes were on the happy couple. Wyatt also was attracting a lot of attention. He had Sarah with him as he introduced her to several friends, making sure to show off the engagement ring. Sarah was showing now, too. Her dress she wore made the little bump obvious. Their engagement had seemed to come out of the blue for most, but the Halliwells knew better. Wyatt and Sarah were soul mates. When she came back pregnant and scared, they took it slow, trying to ease into some sort of relationship. Sarah had many questions and until all of them were answered, she couldn't be expected to move forward. But after a few weeks, after Wyatt was so patient and cautious about explaining magic to her, she finally broke down the walls she had so quickly put up when he first shared his secret. She knew her life wasn't going to be easy if she was with Wyatt, but her life was better with him in it. So from then on, they were together. For the first time since Sarah had told Wyatt about the pregnancy, he knew only joy because he had her back and together they would have this baby and raise it. The engagement followed a few months later. It was the only natural next step forward in their relationship.

Piper watched Wyatt and Sarah from across the room. It had been quite a shock to hear that Sarah was back and that she was pregnant. At first, being the protective mother that she was, she was worried about Sarah breaking Wyatt's heart again. It would hurt a lot more if she left again taking a child along with her or abandoning both because she couldn't handle their true identity. Piper didn't trust her, but that changed a month ago when she saw a private moment between Wyatt and Sarah when nobody was supposed to be watching. They were in the living room of Piper's home. Piper had just made some tea in the kitchen and was going to offer them some. She froze in the doorway and watched the scene unfold before her. Wyatt was seated on the couch with Sarah snuggled up next to him. His arm was around her shoulders and with the other hand, he rested it gently on her stomach. She pressed her small hands over his one and smiled up at him. It was there; Pure, everlasting love. She could see it in their eyes. They didn't look that different from when she and Leo had been young and in love, back when they had the whole world at their feet and their whole lives ahead of them. Piper went back into the kitchen to give them a few more moments.

After that, Piper was finally able to stop worrying. Sarah wasn't going anywhere. And neither was her grandchild. She was holding herself back from getting too excited about the baby, but now she had embraced the feelings once she had fully welcomed Sarah back to the family. Although they were young, this wasn't anything Wyatt and Sarah couldn't handle.

On this day, though, of Chris and Bianca's wedding, it was hard not to look back wonder where the years had gone. Chris was married and Wyatt was going to be a dad and have a wedding of his own soon. Melinda was growing all too quickly as well. She was hardly Piper and Leo's little girl anymore. Wasn't it just yesterday that she was born? That they were all little and happy and safe? Where had the time gone? And now they were all growing up and getting into dangerous situations. Piper wondered if Scarlet was aware of what was going on, if she was scared, if they were hurting her. Piper knew her niece was a brave little thing, but she still just an eighteen-year-old girl. They had to get her back. Someway, they were going to get Scarlet back.

Across the room, Phoebe approached Wyatt. She had a smile on her face, but it looked forced. "Hey, Wyatt. Can I speak to you for a moment?"

"Of course, Aunt Phoebe." Wyatt and Phoebe stepped out of the big reception hall to where it was less crowded. "What's going on?"

"There was a demon attack today during the wedding." Phoebe began. This was the third or fourth she'd told someone and it never got easier. "Your cousin Scarlet was taken."

"What?" Wyatt was stunned. He let the news sink in a bit. "What's being done? Who's going after her?"

"We've got Warren, Portia, and Phoenix at the manor. They are working on it."

"I'm going to go and help." He decided.

Phoebe grabbed his arm before he could orb away. "Wyatt, I know you want to help, but you're the best man! You can't just vanish."

"I think Chris will understand. Have you told him yet?"

"We're not telling Chris about this. It's his wedding. He should be happy."

"Aunt Phoebe, with all due respect, don't you think he's going to be a little pissed when he finds out we didn't tell him? You can't just let him go on his honeymoon and come home to find out that Scarlet was taken, especially is she's…" Wyatt stopped his sentence. He was going to say still missing, but it just wouldn't come out. "Look, I know you want to protect him from this and let him and Bianca have a perfect, untainted memory of their wedding. But this is too important to keep from him. He needs to know."

Maybe he was right. Maybe she and her sisters had taken the wrong approach to this. Chris would be angry when he found out if he wasn't told soon. Not to mention that he was one of the stronger and smarter cousins. They could use his help. "Maybe you're right…"

"No, with this, I am right. I know Chris. We have to tell him."

Sophie had brought back some momentum to the group when she showed up, but it was starting to fade. Again, they came up dry. It was especially disheartening the second time around because Sophie was usually so good at this. She didn't enjoy the fighting, but she was extremely smart and knew just about everything about tracking, casting spells, making potions, and such. So if Sophie couldn't help, Portia doubted anyone could. Except maybe the sisters. She would give anything to have Aunt Piper, Aunt Paige, and her mom here. But they were at the reception…

In a giant swirl of bluish-white lights, the rest of the Halliwell family appeared. Portia blinked twice to make sure she was seeing right. Yes, it was all three sisters, their husbands, and the remaining four cousins. Plus Bianca and Sarah. Portia looked at Chris.

"What about the honeymoon?"

"Cancelled. Or more like postponed until further notice." He responded.

Everyone was waiting for the sisters to do something. They were the glorified matriarchs of the family, the experienced and wise ones. There was a slight moment of hesitation as everyone simply stood there, but then in a flurry of motion, the sisters jumped into action, giving orders and designing a plan. They were a well-oiled machine, a family that was used to digging their heels in when things got tough and sticking it out together. Though the sisters may have fought many battles and seen many tragedies, this was the first serious situation many of the cousins had been through. They knew how to fight, but they had never been given training for finding a lost sister or cousin. This was all so new and terrifying. Even Wyatt, Chris, and Prue felt a little inexperienced as they watched their aunts and mom, and realized they'd never dealt with something like this before. They were the oldest cousins and usually expected to lead, but they were lost in this one.

"Master," a small, skittish demon carefully approached. "Grucian is back. He says he brought it for you." The master turned to face the cautious demon, which shrunk away as he did.

"Send him in." The demon did not need to be told twice. He scurried out as fast as he could. It wasn't long before Grucian entered with his prize. He dropped the load at the feet of his master and stood tall. His very posture said he was confident and proud of himself, and expected the master to react the same way.

"Did you harm it?"

"It put up a struggle when I tried to capture it, but no lasting damage was done to it. Only enough to bring about capture."

"Fine." The master said, not sounding as pleased as Grucian would have liked. "Prepare it for the ceremony. Make sure when it wakes up that it has no chance of escaping. It is a spirited one I am told."

Grucian picked up the body and carried it away. The ceremony would begin soon and after that, it was only a matter of time before the master's plan was set in motion.

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