Scene: Manor. Conservatory. Piper and Leo are there.
Piper: You heard me, Leo. I want you to bring Grams back now.
Leo: Okay, I can't do that, she's dead.
Piper: Well, I realize that. Thank you very much, Leo. I'm not asking you to resurrect her, I just need her here for a little while for some advice.
Leo: Why don't you, Paige, and Porter summon her?
Piper: Because I need her to be human like not intangible. Even if she stepped out of the circle, she would be no use. I need her to help us teach Porter! So bring her to me now! (Leo backs away.) I said now! (Grams appears behind her.)
Leo: Piper!
Piper: What?
Leo: Turn around. (Piper turns around.)
Piper: (in shock.) Grams! How did you get here?
Grams: I don't know. But here I am and corporeal to boot.
Piper: You mean, didn't you come on your own power?
Grams: Honey, I'm good but I'm not that good. Well, as long as I'm here, don't I get a hug?
(Piper and Grams hug.)
Piper: But wait, I still don't understand. Who summoned you?
Grams: I don't know, I heard a voice calling me and I came down here. So Piper, how have you been?
Piper: Good. And you?
Grams: Heavenly. Where are Phoebe and … (Paige walks down the stairs.) Paige!
Paige: Gee, Piper, you aren't even pregnant and you are already looking for nannies?
Grams: Paige. You're even more beautiful than I imagined.
Paige: And you are?
Grams: Why, I'm your Grams of course. Come here.
(Grams hugs Paige, who has a funny look on her face.)
Piper: Um…Grams, I don't mean to cut off a tender meeting, but there is someone else we'd like you to meet.
Grams: Who?
Piper: Porter! (Porter runs down the stairs.)
Porter: Where's the demon?
Piper: Not this time. Porter, this is Grams. (Porter reaches out to shake her hand.)
Grams: Who is this?
Piper: Mom's secret son. Sam knocked her up during the '90's, so he's Paige's brother and Prue, Phoebe, and mine's half-brother.
Grams: You mean I have five grandchildren? (Piper nods to her.) Well, come here Porter! (She hugs Porter.) You can call me Grams. (Suddenly, the Woodsman comes crashing through the conservatory wall. He heads for Grams and Piper pushes her out the way. Piper is scratched on the arm by the axe. He swings his axe at Paige and she orbs out just in time. She orbs back in and he smacks her across the face, sending her crashing onto the coffee table. Porter runs over to her. The Woodsman runs to Paige and Porter. He lifts his axe and lowers it. Porter incases his arm in ice just in time. The Woodsman turns around to attack Piper and Grams. Piper blows him up.)
Piper: What the hell was that? (Leo comes over to her and heals her arm.)
Cut to the castle. The Wicked Witch was watching them through the magic mirror. The apprentice appears back in the mirror.
Wicked Witch: Now, mirror, mirror, show me the sister who's been burned by love.
(Images of The Bay Mirror show. Phoebe walks in.)
Scene: The Bay Mirror. Phoebe walks in.
Phoebe: Oh, I know, I am very, very late.
Assistant: It's okay, I switched your nine o'clock with the two o'clock, I bumped your ten to twelve and I made your eleven o'clock a lunch, so you can expense it.
Phoebe: Okay, I have no idea what you said but it sounds great. Any messages?
Assistant: Uh, yeah. Your divorce attorney called, then Cole, Cole and Cole again.
Phoebe: Get my divorce attorney on the phone. (Phoebe turns and bumps into a guy. She spills her coffee.) Oh.
Guy: I'm sorry.
Assistant: I'll get some paper towels.
Guy: I'm so sorry.
Phoebe: That's okay.
(The guy pulls a handkerchief out of his suit pocket and starts to wipe the coffee off Phoebe.)
Guy: Here, I...
Phoebe: Thanks.
(She takes the handkerchief.)
Guy: I really am terribly sorry, I'd be happy to pay for the dry cleaning.
Phoebe: No, that's not necessary, Mr...
Guy: Prince. Adam Prince.
Phoebe: Hi, Adam, I'm...
Adam: Phoebe. I, I read your column.
Phoebe: You do?
Adam: You seem surprised.
Phoebe: Well, yeah, you're not exactly my target audience. Unless you're a closet housewife pining for love?
Adam: Well, one out of two is not bad.
(Cole walks in.)
Cole: Adam. Sorry, got hung up in traffic.
Phoebe: Wh-what are you doing here?
Adam: You two know each other.
Cole: Well, yeah, we're married.
Phoebe: Wh-yeah, but-but about to be divorced.
Cole: I didn't want this to affect your decision on whether or not to buy the paper.
Phoebe: Buy what? This paper?
Cole: Adam's family owns several newspapers across the country, Phoebe. TV stations too.
Adam: And Cole through his law firm was the one who suggested I might be interested in buying this one.
Phoebe: That's fascinating stuff right there. Excuse us.
Cole: Excuse us.
(Phoebe drags Cole into her office and closes the door.)
Phoebe: I don't know what you're up to but whatever it is, it is not gonna work.
Cole: Don't you think you're being a little paranoid?
Phoebe: With my demon ex-husband from hell? No, Cole, I don't.
Cole: Look, I'm just trying to help you, okay? I found out Adam liked your column so I figured if he could syndicate it that...
Phoebe: If you hurt me or my sisters, I will vanquish you. And this time I'll make sure it sticks.
(Phoebe opens the door and Cole leaves.)
Adam: You alright?
Phoebe: Yeah. I'll be fine.
Adam: So I guess this is probably not the best time to ask you out. I mean, not on a date per se, it's just that I'm hosting a charity fundraiser tonight at the St Regis and I thought maybe if you're interested...
Phoebe: I'm interested and very, very flattered but you're probably right, it's not the best time for me, you know.
Adam: Sure.
Phoebe: Rain check?
Adam: Absolutely.
Phoebe: Okay.
(Adam walks away.)
Cut to the castle, the witch is watching them. The images disappear and the Apprentice reappears.
Apprentice: Try as you like. Fairy tale magic runs out at midnight.
Wicked Witch: There's still plenty of time. (She picks up a red apple and a loaf of bread.) The Woodsman failed but I won't. I'll split the witches up and make sure none of them live happily ever after.
(She tucks the apple and bread into her coat and walks over to the glass slippers. She picks them up and smokes out.)
Scene: The attic. Piper, Paige, Porter, Leo and Grams walk in. Piper and Porter sit down on the couch. Porter picks up the book of fairy tales and he and Piper look in the book.
Paige: Leo, that guy had to be a demon. I've never seen a person from the street be that good with an axe?
Leo: Since when do demons or even warlocks attack with an axe?
Paige: Athame, axe, crossbow, what's the difference?
Grams: Well, whatever he was, he looked very familiar…kind of like…
Porter: Like this? (He and Piper hold the book open to a page with the Woodsman on it.)
Grams: Yes! That's him!
Piper: The Woodsman from Snow White.
Grams: You recognized him?
Piper: I've been reading fairy tales to get my self to sleep, just like you used to.
Grams: Oh, that's my Piper!
Paige: Come on, you expect me to believe that gingerbread men and little mermaids really exist?
Grams: Fairy tales are not all fables, my dear. Some are recountings of ancient battles between good and evil. And they're as much apart of our heritage as anything in the Book of Shadows. (Paige rolls her eyes.)
Leo: You used to think that the Evil Enchantress was just a fairy tale too, didn't you?
Paige: That was different. That was...
Piper: A past life. Yours.
Cut to the kitchen. The Wicked Witch smokes in, holding a gift. She places it on the table. She hears the sound of a car parking and gasps. She pulls the red apple out of her coat and places it in the fruit bowl and places the bread on the counter. They glow for a second. She smokes out. Phoebe walks in through the back door and puts her purse on the table. She sees the gift and opens the lid.
Cut to the attic. Phoebe is talking from the hallway.
Phoebe: Piper? Paige? Leo? Porter? was anyone here when this got... Grams?
Grams: In the flesh. So to speak.
(They hug.)
Phoebe: Oh, it's so good to see you. Wait, what did I just hug? Where did you get the body from?
Piper: Oh, it's a long story. And speaking of stories, a fairy tale just tried to slice our heads off.
Phoebe: A fairy tale?
Porter: Yes, Phoebe, a fairy tale? Are you on break or here to help us?
Phoebe: I'm all yours. So did does anybody know where these came from? (She pulls a shoe out of the box.)
Paige: One of Cinderella's glass shoes?
Grams: See, Paige? Fairy tales can be real.
Piper: Where did they come from?
Phoebe: I bet I know. Cole probably brought them to try and get me to be his queen again. He knows Cinderella is my favorite story.
Piper: Cole? You think Cole is doing all of this?
Phoebe: Who else has enough power to turn fairy tales against us? I told you he was gonna attack.
Grams: Except it was an evil witch who sent the woodsman in Snow White.
Leo: I think I'd better go check with the elders.
Piper: I think you better. (Leo orbs out. Phoebe takes off her shoes.)
Porter: What are you doing, Phoebe?
Phoebe: Trying to prove a point. (She takes out the shoes and puts one foot in one shoe.)
Paige: Don't put your other foot in, you don't know what could happen.
Phoebe: Oh please, Cole wouldn't hurt me. Physically anyway. (She puts the other foot in the other shoe. A blue light swirls around her from her feet to her head and her clothes change into a ball gown.)
Paige: Phoebe, are you okay?
Phoebe: Yeah, actually, I'm better than okay. I'm great! (Phoebe's legs start moving her towards the door.) Whoa.
Piper: Where are you going?
Phoebe: Whoa.
Piper: Where are you going? (Piper, Paige, and Porter follow her.)
Phoebe: I don't know! I can't stop! (They try to hold her back.)
Porter: Well, get out of them.
Phoebe: I can't. The door. The door. (Piper, Paige, and Porter pin her to the door frame.
Paige: Mrs. Halliwell, what do we do?
Grams: Just let her go. We're never gonna be able to get to the bottom of this if you don't let the story play out as it is supposed to. (They let Phoebe go and she walks downstairs.) Paige, follow her, orb her out if she gets in trouble.
Paige: She's already in trouble.
Phoebe: Help! (Paige follows Phoebe.)
Grams: Piper, Porter, you two stay with me. We're going to work on vanquishing evil witches.
Piper: Right. (She and Porter go to the Book of Shadows.)
Grams: Not that book. (She picks up the fairy tale book.) This one.
Scene: St Regis. Hallway. Adam, wearing a black tuxedo, walks down talking on his mobile phone.
Adam: Listen, I am very interested in making an offer but I am on my way to a charity event right now. (He walks into an elevator.) Can we talk first thing in the morning? Great. Thank you. (He hangs up. The Wicked Witch smokes in and gives Adam a fright.) What the hell? (The Wicked Witch grabs his face and kisses him. His face glows then turns normal.) How can I serve you, my Queen?
Wicked Witch: Just be a charming prince. Meet Cinderella at the ball. But be certain that she's in the carriage by midnight. Otherwise you won't have a happy ending either.
Scene: The street. Phoebe and Paige walk across without stopping. People in cars slam on their breaks and honk their horns.
Phoebe: Hey, I'm walking here!
Car Driver: Get out of the street!
Paige: Don't you have any way of controlling those things?
Phoebe: They didn't exactly come with an instruction manual, Paige. (She walks onto the sidewalk.)
Paige: Argh, god. (Phoebe stops. Paige bumps into her.) They stopped.
Phoebe: Yeah, but why did they stop? (A horse and carriage pulls up in front of them.) Well, he's got style, I'll give him that much.
Paige: Okay, this is getting too weird, we're getting outta here.
Phoebe: Um, excuse me, sir. Did Cole Turner send you? (No answer.) Hello? I asked you a question. (The carriage door magically opens.)
Paige: Okay, whatever happens you are not getting into that. (Phoebe's legs move towards the carriage.)
Phoebe: Whoa!
Paige: Phoebe, no! (Phoebe gets in the carriage. Paige tries to follow but a force blocks her and knocks her to the ground.)
Phoebe: Looks like he want Cinderella to go to the ball alone just like in the story. (The carriage moves.)
Paige: Hold on! (She stands up.) I'll orb you out.
Phoebe: No. Go back to the manor.
Paige: But what about you?
Phoebe: Look, I'll call for Leo if I'm in danger, okay?
Cut to the manor. Attic. Piper, Paige, Porter, Leo and Grams are there.
Paige: She's already in danger. We never should have split up. No offence, Mrs. Halliwell.
Grams: Grams. And none taken.
Piper: Yeah, well, if what we heard is true, then Phoebe could be in a lot more danger than we think. We all could.
Leo: If somebody's using fairy tales for evil, it could rewrite them, corrupt them for every future generation.
Porter: How? How can you rewrite them? They're already in print.
Leo: Every copy is a manifestation of an original, an original that was entrusted to the Keeper of the fairy tales, long ago for protection.
Piper: The Elders think something has happened to him, that somebody took over the fortress from the inside.
Grams: An evil witch I might add.
Paige: Why don't we just orb to this fortress and kick her butt?
Leo: Because nobody knows where it is. Its location has been kept secret, even from the Elders.
Paige: Where was their infinite wisdom on the day that was decided?
Piper: The point is we have no way of finding her.
Grams: Piper, I'm surprised at you. I mean, she's a witch isn't she? Just scry for her.
Piper: Oh, right.
Grams: Then after you find her, you lure her back here to us and we vanquish her with a potion.
Paige: What potion?
Grams: Oh, one that works wonders on evil witches. Come, I'll show you.
Paige: Errr.
Grams: Uh, maybe we could also work on your protection potion if we have time. Porter, you come too, you can learn a thing or two about potion making.
(Grams picks up the Book Of Shadows. Paige nods and they leave the attic.)
Leo: (to Piper) You alright?
Piper: Shush, I need to concentrate. (She scrys for the witch.)
Cut to the castle. The Wicked Witch is watching Piper through the magic mirror. The image fades out and the apprentice shows up instead.
Apprentice: She'll find you and by midnight too.
Wicked Witch: I want her to find me, (she cuts a piece of her hair off with scissors) part of me anyway. (She puts the hair into a red cloak.)
Apprentice: Hair in the cloak? That's not in the Little Red Riding Hood tale.
Wicked Witch: No, but luring them away from Grandmother's house is. So is the big bad wolf.
Scene: St. Regis. The charity night is taking place. Men and women and waltzing in the centre of the room. Adam is chatting to some people. He looks around and then looks at his watch. Phoebe walks in.
Phoebe: Excuse me, pardon me, comin' through. (Her feet stop and Adam goes over to her.)
Adam: Phoebe, you came. I'm so glad.
Phoebe: Yeah, well, I didn't really have much of a choice.
Adam: You look fabulous.
Phoebe: Thanks.
Adam: I just hope you're not here with someone else.
Phoebe: Oh, no, I am definitely not here with someone else, even if that someone else thinks I am.
Adam: Sorry? (Phoebe sees Cole approaching them.)
Phoebe: Oh. Well, speak of the devil.
Cole: What are you doing here?
Phoebe: As if you don't know.
Cole: Actually I don't.
Phoebe: Listen, Cole, these boots may be made for walking, but they're never walking back to you, buddy.
Cole: Boots?
Phoebe: You know what I mean.
Cole: Am I up to something again?
Adam: Listen, why don't we get a drink?
Phoebe: Okay.
Cole: Oh. You two here together?
Phoebe: Yeah, yeah, isn't that part of your master plan?
Cole: There is no master plan.
Phoebe: At least not one that'll work. Okay, you ready?
Adam: Yes. (Phoebe and Adam start to walk away.)
Cole: Phoebe, wait, listen.
Adam: Why don't you back off, pal? (He grabs Cole and Cole twists his arm. It doesn't seem to hurt him.)
Cole: Excuse me.
Phoebe: Okay, you know what? Leave him alone, Cole. Let him go. (Cole lets go.) (to Adam) Are you okay?
Adam: Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. You ready? (They start to walk away.)
Cole: Phoebe, I don't think you should...
Phoebe: I don't care what you think. Just stay the hell away from me. (They walk away.)
Scene: Manor. Kitchen. Paige, Porter, and Grams are there making a potion. Grams is cutting up some mandrake root.
Grams: You must take care to cut the mandrake root to expose the meat, otherwise it doesn't do any good. And then you simply roll them in mustard seed, but not too heavily and then, (she throws it into a pot and the potion explodes) goodbye evil witch.
Porter: Wow, I can't believe you did that without looking at the book once.
Grams: Honey, I wrote the book. All the good potions anyway. Paige, would you be a dear and get me a vial?
Paige: Oh, yeah, sure.
(Paige goes over to a cupboard and pulls out a vial. The apple in the fruit bowl glows for a second. Paige notices and stares at it.)
Grams: Paige, the vial.
Paige: Um, sorry. (There is a knock on the door.)
Porter: Oh, I'll get that. (Porter goes over to the door and answers it. He looks outside and sees no one, but then he looks across the street and suddenly the house across the street is a gingerbread house covered with gumdrops, cookies, frosting, and other various sweets. Porter's eyes glow, he blinks and they turn back. He closes the door and goes back in to the kitchen.)
Grams: You know, it's a good thing you quit your job. You catch on quickly and you have a real gift for the craft.
Paige: How'd you know I quit my job? How'd you know I even had a job?
Grams: Oh, I peek, I mean, you know, sometimes. Oh, but never during a private moment.
Paige: Thanks. I guess.
Grams: I mean, what choice do I have?
Paige: Okay, no offence, Mrs. Halliwell...
Grams: Grams.
Paige: Okay, that's my point. I already had a Grams. One I really, really loved and yes, technically we're related and you're my grandmother too. I guess it just feels a little odd because I don't know you.
Grams: I understand and I wouldn't dream of trying to replace someone as special to you as that. But isn't it possible that maybe there might be a little room left in your heart for me too? Someday.
Paige: Well, at least I can see where I get my stubbornness from. (Grams chuckles.) I'd better get a couple of vials for Phoebe , Piper, and Porter too.
(Paige goes to the cupboard and the apple catches her attention again. She moves closer to it.)
Porter: Grams, Paige! I saw something strange outside. I'm going to check it out.
Grams: Porter, wait take a potion to protect yourself.
Porter: No, it's okay…I'll take…(He looks around and sees the bread. It glows. He grabs it.) This! (Porter runs out giggling.)
Grams: No! Porter! Come back here! (She chases him to the front door. It's open and Porter is running across the street and the bread is crumbling with each step, leaving crumbs on the pavement.)
Cut to the woods. It's dark. Piper and Leo are walking along a trail.
Leo: Grams? You don't need Grams to do the scrying. What's gotten into you?
Piper: I don't know, I suddenly feel like I can't make any decisions at all. I feel like I'm ten years old again around her.
Leo: Hey, what's this?
(They find the red cloak hanging over a branch in a tree. Leo pulls it down.)
Piper: Oh, let me guess. Little Red Riding Hood's? Wait, we're off the beaten path, aren't we? Oh, no, Grams.
Cut back to the manor. Kitchen. Grams is stirring the potion. Paige picks up the apple and takes a bite. Her hair turns long and black and her clothes change into a white robe.
Grams: Paige... (Paige falls to the floor.) Paige! (A wolf growls at Grams at the kitchen doorway. It runs towards Grams and leaps for her.) No!
(We see the shadow on the wall of the wolf leaping above Grams. The wolf devours her from head to toe. The shadow of Grams then stands up. We see Grams and she picks her teeth. She looks down at Paige. Leo and Piper orb in. Piper's holding the cloak.)
Piper: What happened?
Grams: Porter ran off, and as for Paige… I'm afraid she's dead.
To be continued…