"Chris, maybe it was Lina. I mean, the Elders have broken rules before or bended them," Paige said.

Chris sighed and continued flipping through the Book of Shadows. "Why would she have to glamour?"

"She thought Leo would listen—"

"No, she didn't. Mom, I'm telling you, that wasn't Lina."

Piper began to pace, one hand on her lower back.

"Piper, how about you go lie down?" Phoebe asked.

"Not till I know what's going on."

"Mom, she's right. Please? At least until we know what's going on," Chris said.

Piper sighed. "Fine. But let me know the second you guys know anything."

Chris nodded. Paige turned and helped her from the attic.

"So what are you looking for?"

"Do you know if a spirit continues to gain powers after death?"

"Not that I've ever heard of."

"We have to find Dad."

"Why? Where is he? What's he going to do?"

"I don't know but whoever he talked to, it wasn't Lina. Lina couldn't glamour. Side-effect of being a twin, some of the powers we inherited were divided. She could heal way better than I could but she couldn't glamour."

"So she couldn't have appeared as Prue."

"Not unless she gained powers after she died."

Chris closed his eyes, trying to sense Leo. He opened his eyes after a minute. "We have to hurry. Come on."

Phoebe crossed the room and took her nephew's hand. They orbed out, ending up on the bridge.

Leo stood on the bridge holding a piece of paper. He was mumbling to himself. Chris let go of Phoebe's hand.

"Paper," Chris said. The paper orbed from Leo's hand to Chris's.

Leo turned around. "Chris! What are you doing here?"

Chris looked down at the paper in his hand. "A spell to relinquish your powers? What the hell are you doing?"

"I told you. It's the only way."

"No, it's not. That wasn't Lina who appeared to you."

"What?"

"Look, I don't know who it was, but it wasn't Lina. She can't glamour."

Leo's eyes welled with tears. "It was her. I saw my daughter."

"No, you didn't. Come on, just come back to the manor and we'll talk there. Please?"

"You're too late," a voice said. "He already said the spell. His powers are gone."

A girl appeared a few feet in front of Phoebe.

Phoebe swung her leg up, kicking the girl's lower back. She turned. Phoebe began hand-to-hand fighting.

"Chris, little help please!"

Chris watched the pair for an instant. "Phoebe, duck!"

As Phoebe hit the ground, Chris hurled a wave of energy at her. The girl screamed as the flames consumed her, leaving a pile of ashes. Chris and Phoebe returned their attentions to Leo. His previously strained tears now freely flowed.

"That…that was her. That was…"

Chris shook his head. "That wasn't Lina. I'm sorry, but it wasn't."

Leo turned his back to Chris and Phoebe. He stared over the edge of the bridge.

"Don't!" Phoebe said.

"Chris, Phoebe, go home."

Chris and Phoebe stared at one another.

"Leo, sweetie, just come back to the manor and talk to us."

"Talking won't change. I can't…I can't do this."

Chris's eyes filled with tears. Phoebe stepped forward, but Chris put a hand on her arm. "Let me," he said.

He stepped forward. "Leo, please…just come back to the manor."

Leo glanced over his shoulder. "I have to save you. All three of you."

"Not like this," Chris said quietly. "Please, not like this."

Leo noted the tears in his son's eyes.

"Please, Dad…"

Leo stepped slowly towards Chris and Phoebe. Chris's tears spilled out as Leo pulled him into a hug.