Here we are! Finally the Chapter i have been wanting to get too for a while now, this is one of my favorite episodes of the 'Charmed' Series. So I hope it does well for you guys! And I tried to add in more Dean for you guys as well!

Out of Sight

The Park

"So what are you so afraid of?" Phoebe asked and looked at Piper who was fiddling nervous with the napkins.

The Halliwell sisters were currently at a friends son's birthday party.

"I'm not afraid. I'm not. I'm just not sure." Piper corrected.

"Not sure of what?" Prue wondered with a frowned as she joined the table

"Josh. He wants to have the talk with Piper." Phoebe answered her eldest sister.

"What talk? Prue asked in confusion.

"Three dates, no sex. There could only be one talk he's talking about. Safe sex, prior partners, standard dating protocol." Phoebe elaborated.

"And sex equals relationship." Piper added.

"Well, it's not that I don't like him." Piper began.

"Then what's wrong with being a couple?" Phoebe asked getting right to the point.

Piper sighed, "Well, I thought Leo and I were a couple and then we coupled and he took off." She explained.

"Yeah, well, men seem to have a different definition of coupling than women do." Prue pointed out.

Before Prue could continue, Phoebe cut her off, "I do not think that's why Leo left." She offered cryptically.

If Dean were here, he would have glared at her in warning.

"Hey Prue." Dee said walking up to the girls.

"Hey Dee, how are you?" Prue asked and eyes shifted to the boy that followd her. "Hey, how's the party going?" She asked.

"Great. We're playing squish the squash and nobody's been able to catch me." He explained. "Is the cake ready?" He asked.

Prue's phone began to ring at that moment, "Uh, yeah, give us about five minutes." Piper answered the boy.

"Awesome. David said and ran off to join his friends. "Hey guys, five minutes until the cake." He announced.

"Thanks for doing all this Piper. I never would of been able to afford it." Dee explained with a grateful look at each of the Halliwell Sisters.

"Hey, what are friends for? Besides it's worth it just to see the look on David's face." Piper said.

Phoebe smiled at the woman, "He's a great kid." She added.

Prue threw the phone back into her purse with a sigh, "So much for my Saturday off. That was Claire. Something at the auction house needs to beappraised, so I gotta go." She announced and then turned to Dee. "I'm so sorry." She said.

Piper, Dee and Phoebe waved sadly, "Bye."

Prue began to walk away.

~PO3~

One of the kids accidently threw the ball a little too far where it landed into a bush. "I'll get it." David offered and ran to retrieve the ball.

When he threw the ball his friends went to chase it.

He was about to join them when he heard a meowing coming from the bushes. He went and looked for it when a creature with red eyes and pale skin grabbed him.

"Help!" David, the young boy yelled. "Let go of me! Help!"

Prue was walking down the sidewalk to her car when she heard the boys yells. She ran up to him and the thing that had him. "David no!" She yelled, running forward and throwing her hands out. The grimlock and David were suddenly pulled apart and suspended in midair. Prue stared in stunned silence before looking down at her hands in wonder. Did I just use my power like Sammy? She asked herself in her mind.

The grimlock and David dropped to the ground and the grimlock charged forward, grabbing David and running off.

A man stood several feet away witnessed the entire ordeal of Prue using her power.

"Help! Let go of me! Help me!" Prue heard when she chased after the creature.

The grimlock stood in a spot and a hole in the ground appears. He jumped in and the hole closed

Opening Credits

The police had arrived on the scene, questioning anyone that had any involvement. Piper was with Dee trying to comfort and assure her that David was going to be okay while Prue had just gotten done with being questioned herself. She joined Phoebe, not quite ready to face Dee yet.

"What did you tell them?" Phoebe asked gently.

Prue had her arms crossed and appeared dejected at her inability to save David. "That I saw a creature with whirling eyes take David." She answered.

Phoebe looked surprised. "And what did he say?" She wondered.

"What do you think he said?" Prue returned with a loud sigh. "He thought I was nuts." She replied to her own question while running a hand through her hair in frustration.

Phoebe nodded as if that was expected. "Yeah, well, it turns out David's not the first one to be taken. An inspector told me that another boy disappeared yesterday in the exact same spot." Phoebe informed.

Prue frowned thoughtfully. "A demon who steals kids? Does it get any worse?" She groaned.

"Yeah, apparently it also happened twenty years ago. Same park, two kids." Phoebe answered.

"Did they ever find the kids?" Prue inquired.

Phoebe shrugged. "I don't know." She admitted softly. "I called the guys and Adam said he will look into it, Sam and Dean are currently training," She offered helpfully

"Training?" Prue asked.

Phoebe shook her head, "I guess they want to get better with their magic instead of relying on guns," She explained with a shrug.

Prue sighed again but understood, they all needed to learn to use guns and ther magic if they were going to take on this new role in their lives. she glanced back to where Dee was standing with Piper beside her. "You know, I could have saved him." She lamented.

"Prue, don't go there…" Phoebe pleaded.

"No, I was just so surprised and I looked down at my hand…" Prue rambled.

"It was the first time you channeled your power through your hands." Phoebe interrupted. "Give yourself a break," She added.

She then offered a smile. "Your power is growing, Look on the bright side. You won't have to squint your eyes anymore…" Prue tilted her head curiously to the side. "… Um, you were starting to get those little lines." She explained.

"I just hope no one saw me." Prue mumbled. She turned around as Piper came up to join them. She stopped on Prue's other side.

Phoebe smiled faintly in greeting. "So how's Dee doing?" She asked, her eyes flickering to Piper

"Not good, it's very frustrating not being able to tell her who we are and how we can help…" Piper started.

"Well, the sooner we get to the Book of Shadows the sooner we can get David back home." Prue cut off Piper's train of thought before she started feeling guilty.

Phoebe nodded quickly in agreement. "An albino demon with whirling eyes sounds like a whole chapter to me." Phoebe commented just as Prue's cell phone jingle went off again.

Prue sighed loudly, irritably searching her purse for her phone. "I forgot about the appraisal." She groaned.

Phoebe shook her head in understanding, "Just go, when we get back we will fill the guys in." She promised and then turned to Piper. "Adam is looking through his fathers journal right now," She informed.

"Are you sure?" Prue asked while Phoebe took her phone from her.

"Yeah, Phoebe and I can look in the Book of Shadows and we'll let you know if we find anything." Piper agreed. "Then we can join together with Sam and Dean and fill them in after their done training," She concluded.

Phoebe pressed a button and then hung up the phone before passing it back to Prue. "Don't you just hate cell phones? Always out of range." She quipped, winking at Prue mischievously.

Prue smiled faintly. "Call me." She pleaded before heading for her car for the second time that day. As she unlocked her car, the man that had witnessed her powers watched her with an eager expression upon his face.

~PO3~

Underground Storm Drains

"Help! Help me! Let go of me!" David yelled as his grimlock captor held him down on the floor. The second grimlock passed by a cage, that held another young boy, on his way to David. As one grimlock held him down the other held his hand over David's eyes. An electric blue light shot back and forth between David's eyes for several seconds. The grimlock's reddish eyes became David's soft brown color. David opened his eyes which were now white and clouded. "I can't see… Why can't I see? Mom? Mom!"

Halliwell-Winchester Manor

Sam and Dean were in the solarium. They really wanted to get a good handle on their powers. After the events with Meg a few weeks ago, they didn't want to take any chances. They had the Book of Shadows sitting on the table in front of them.

Sam stood next to Dean. "Dean, I think the longer you have your powers, the longer it'll last and the stronger it will get." Sam assumed by studying the power.

"All of ours will, Sammy." Dean replied with a slight roll of his eyes.

"Right now, it looks to be my power that will be the most defensive and offensive power." He stated. "Maybe I could mix it with martial arts?" He guessed while running a hand through his hair.

"Does your power work on witches?" Dean asked curiously.

"I don't know…" Sam answered and trailed off.

"Try it." Dean ordered.

Sam was about to refuse, but he had been wanting to do it for a while, he waved his hand in front of him.

"Ah!" Dean hollered loudly as he went soaring backwards into the wall.

Sam felt a lot of relief after doing that, his brother had been pissing him off to the max lately, it was comforting for him to know that his magic worked on his brothers.

~PO3~

Adam sat in the attic, while he did not have the Book of Shadows, he had his father's journal. He was looking for anything with pale skin and whirling eyes. he thumbed through it and couldn't find anything. "Dammit," He cursed aloud.

~PO3~

An hour had passed and the two youngest sisters returned home and filled all three Winchesters in on the events at the park.

Piper hastily went and looked in the Book of Shadows while Phoebe directed Sam and Dean towards the kitchen. Adam stayed behind with Piper.

~PO3~

Phoebe had been researching on Prue's laptop while Sam had his own laptop open to help with the research. Dean had been on the phone with Bobby to see if he could make sense of any of this.

"Nothing." Piper hissed in frustration, suddenly storming into the kitchen.

"Did you check under whirling eyes?" Phoebe asked.

Piper headed for the cabinets and began pulling stuff out. "About ten minutes ago. Adam and I found demons with no eyes, demons with four eyes, eyes that grow legs, but no whirling eyes." She listed irritably. "What about you guys?" She asked and turned to her sister and two cousins.

"I've found some newspaper clippings, check this out." Sam said and turned his own laptop over.

Phoebe looked at the computer screen, "Um, both boys were taken in the same place as David… and one of them was never seen again." She summarized.

Piper rolled her eyes. "Oh great." She muttered.

"But the other one was found. His name was Brent Miller." Phoebe read, pointing to the name on the screen.

Adam walked into the kitchen and saw Piper with a bunch of items in her hands, "Piper, that's not going to help," He informed softly

Piper paused and suddenly realized what her cousin was thinking. "It's not for me. It's for Dee. I'm making her a care package." She defended. Piper sighed and glared over at Phoebe. "Keep reading." Piper ordered.

Sam had turned his laptop back over to him and he continued instead, "Um, Brent Miller was discovered two days after he was taken, roaming the streets. He was fine… except he'd gone blind." Sam explained.

Piper froze and Dean glanced at his brother with the phone still to his ear. "Blind?" Piper repeated.

"Yeah, he claimed some storm drain monsters stole his eyesight." Sam explained. "Of course, the authorities believed he'd just caught a parasite." He went on.

"We can't tell Dee that her son might be blinded." Piper whispered.

"Bobby hasn't heard of anything like this," Dean stated and hung up the phone. "He is looking into it though," He added.

"Well, maybe if I can find this Brent Miller guy on the web, he might know something." Phoebe pointed out helpfully.

"I hope you're right." Piper mumbled.

"Piper, we're going to find David." Phoebe promised gently. She reached out and gently took Piper's hand comfortingly while her eyes shifted to the three Winchesters who began doing additional research on this.
Buckland's Auction House

Prue sat at her desk, filling out appraisal paperwork on the expensive glass bowl that was in front of her when a reporter pushed the door of her office open.

"Prue Halliwell?" He asked.

Prue glanced up from her work. "Yes?" She prompted professionally, her eyes flickering back to her work.

The reporter slowly approached her while pulling out a business card. "Hi, Eric Lohman." He introduced himself. "Bay Weekly. Alternative press. Maybe you've heard of us?" He went on.

Prue politely shook his hand. "Sorry." She apologized.

"Oh, well, you will." Lohman promised with a shrug. "Listen, I was hoping you might be able to help me with a story I'm working on." He explained.

"On the auction business?" Prue guessed, though mildly surprised.

"No, actually, on magic." Lohman replied.

Prue quickly turned her gaze back on her work so as to hide her surprise. "Magic? Why would you come to me?" Prue wondered, forcing herself to keep nonchalant about the topic.

"I don't know, maybe because I saw you levitate two people in the park with just a wave of your hand." Lohman answered, smirking triumphantly. When Prue didn't respond, Eric continued. "I take that as a 'no comment.'" He paused, waiting for her reaction. When she still didn't say anything, he just shrugged and started walking around her office, casually looking at things. "So, what are you anyway? Some kind of David Copperfield, Lance Burton, a freak of nature?" Lohman inquired, laughing at his own joke.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Prue lied emotionlessly; eyes unblinking.

Lohman sighed and turned back to face her. "Look, Prue, your friends call you Prue, right?"

Prue carefully stood up from her seat. "I'd like for you to leave…" She started.

"Well, tough, get over it." Lohman interrupted harshly as he advanced toward her. Prue's eyes flashed and she sent a dangerous glare at him. "I had my police sources check you out. It's interesting how your name keeps popping up in all these unsolved murder cases, don't you think?" He went on.

Prue rolled her eyes. "What does that have to do with anything?" She snapped.

"Maybe nothing, but if I wrote an article on it… it might look like something." He answered. He grinned when Prue had no argument. "Does your boss subscribe to my paper?" Lohman asked pointedly.

"Don't threaten me." Prue warned.

"What are you gonna do? Make me fly into a wall?" He laughed, openly mocking her. Lohman slyly pushed the glass bowl that Prue had been appraising off her desk. Prue jumped but forced herself to let it drop. She flinched when it shattered into pieces. "Oops, how clumsy of me." Lohman apologized, not sorry in the least. He leaned down and picked up the remnants of the bowl and placed them back on Prue's desk. "I bet that took a lot of self control, huh? Not to use your powers." He guessed.

Prue took a deep breath to control her rising anger before responding. "You're a real credit to your profession." She allowed.

"You know, that kid saw what I saw too…" Lohman pointed out as Prue picked up the phone on her desk. "… Cops get him, he's all the corroborating evidence I need." He threatened.

"Security?" Prue questioned into the phone.

Lohman rolled his eyes and irritably hit the 'hang up' button on the phone receiver. "Prue, be smart. Work with me…" Prue slammed the phone back down and crossed her arms defiantly. "… I'm gonna break this story one way or the other. And when I do, I can either make you sound like wonder woman or the devil incarnate. Okay? Think about it." He ordered, pointing down at his business card before leaving without another word.

Brent Miller's House

"Mr. Miller will be in shortly." The housekeeper promised, glancing back behind her to Phoebe, who was following close behind. She led Phoebe to the main room and stopped, allowing Phoebe to take a look around.

"Wow, what a great view." Phoebe breathed. Her eyes on the beautiful balcony that overlooked the ocean. "You can smell the ocean." She realized while the housekeeper nodded in agreement.

Mr. Miller walked in-in time to hear Phoebe's comment. "And hear the traffic." He agreed, stopping when his service dog did just in front of Phoebe.

Phoebe glanced down a little nervously at the dog as the housekeeper left back to the front. "Uh, Brent Miller?" She asked.

"That's what they tell me." Brent replied casually.

Phoebe smiled and held her hand out to shake. "Hi, I'm Phoebe Halliwell." She introduced, quickly pulling her hand back when she remembered he couldn't see it.

"Phoebe, allow me to introduce you to Helmeth." Brent continued, waving his hand at his dog.

"He's beautiful." Phoebe complimented with a smile down at the dog. "And so is this place." Phoebe went on, her eyes scanning the room around her.

"Yeah, well, didn't think a blind guy could live so well, huh?" Brent quipped.

Phoebe's smile turned to horror at his words. "Oh, no, that's not what I meant at all." She exclaimed desperately.

Brent chuckled softly. "I know you didn't." He assured. "I design software for the visually impaired. Life has been good to me." He explained quickly. "So, how can I, how can I help you, Phoebe?" Brent wondered politely.

Phoebe nervously glanced behind her to make sure the housekeeper had left them alone. "Um, actually, I wanted to talk to you about when you were kidnapped as a child." Phoebe answered.

"I'm sorry, uh, I'm not very comfortable talking about that." Brent denied, his voice colder than it had been at first.

Phoebe nodded hastily in understanding despite him being unable to see her. "I understand, but I read a lot about it…"

"I said I'm not interested in talking about it." Brent stated firmly.

"Okay, but this just isn't for me…" Phoebe began again.

"I said no!" Brent yelled. His dog barked a warning and Phoebe immediately stopped talking.

The housekeeper came back from the front of the house. "Is everything alright, Mr. Miller?" She asked, eyeing Phoebe with suspicion.

Brent took a moment to compose himself. "Yes, Lucy, just, uh, show this lady to the front door." He ordered lightly. He turned away and took a seat on the edge of a nearby armchair.

Phoebe started to follow Lucy out, but suddenly stopped and turned back to him. "No, you know what? I'm not leaving." She argued defiantly. "It's happening again. In the last twenty-four hours two little boys were kidnapped from the same park you were… Maybe by the same monsters that took you." Phoebe explained.

There was a tense moment as Brent thought about what she said before he turned to face her. "It's alright, Lucy." Brent allowed Phoebe to stay. He let Lucy take Helmeth with her when she went back to the other side of the house. "You believe my story about the monsters?" He asked.

"Yes, I do." Phoebe answered softly.

"Why?" Brent demanded. "When everyone else has always laughed at me?"

"Well, maybe it's because I've seen my fair share of monsters and I haven't told anyone about them because I didn't want them to laugh at me either." Phoebe replied slowly. "Mr. Miller, I know you wouldn't want what happened to you to happen to these two little boys. Please." She pleaded.

Brent sighed softly and leaned against the nearby chair. "There were two of them. I mean, terrifying creatures really. They dragged me into a storm drain to a junction of some kind. They… held me down. I remember blue sparks hitting my face. My eyes felt like they were on fire and, uh, that's the last thing I ever saw." He related.

"Why do you think they took your eyesight?" Phoebe inquired.

"I don't know." Brent admitted. "But I remember them saying something about auras." He offered. Phoebe narrowed her eyes thoughtfully at the mention of auras.

Outside a building

A crowd of people flocked out a the building as the charity concert let out. One man in particular was the center of a lot of attention as he left. Beneath the drain on the edge of the street, two grimlocks watched that very man. A golden light had surrounded him, only seen by the grimlocks. One of the grimlocks clenched his hand and the man began to choke. His hands flew to his throat as he dropped to the ground with many people running to try and help. There was no relief and in a matter of moments he had died. The two grimlocks disappeared back into the sewers completely unnoticed by all.

Halliwell-Winchester Manor

Sam sat on the top of the stairs searching through the Book of Shadows later that night. Piper sitting next to him. "Auras, Auras, I know I saw something in here." She rambled as Sam flipped through the pages.

"Here?" Sam asked when he saw the word 'Aura' on the page. "Grimlocks?" He asked.

Phoebe read from the other side of Sam, "Underground demons who roam city to city kill powerful forces of good by seeing the unique auras that surround them." She read off.

"Which they are able to do by stealing the sight of innocent children." Piper concluded.

"That explains why they took David, and Brent years ago." Sam chimed in.

"So, there like hit men for the dark side." Phoebe stated.

Sam read the part that intrigued him. "The stolen eyesight will only last twenty-four hours but only if the children are alive."

Piper looked at her watch, "Which means we have less than fourteen hours." She panicked.

"Any news how to destroy them bro?" Adam asked as he and Dean were walking in from the hallway, obviously coming from the attic.

"To destroy a grimlock gather a schisandra root…" Sam began but was cut off by the sound of his eldest cousins voice.

"Sisters! Cousins!" She hollered throughout the house.

"Oh boy, I know that look," Adam stated and bit his lip, that look was always dubbed the 'Phoebe' look. Or the 'Dean' look when they were up to something.

"What's wrong?" Dean asked.

"A reporter saw me use my powers in the park and he's threatening to write an article about it." Prue exploded as soon as she had everyone's attention. She then spun on her heel and marched over to the window to make sure Mr. Reporter wasn't watching them or something.

"What?!" Sam exclaimed. "Does he have any proof whatsoever?" He asked.

Prue shrugged, turning away from the window. "Just what he saw." She assumed

Phoebe didn't appear too worried. "So, it's your word against his?" Phoebe pressed.

Prue turned to her youngest sister, "Yeah, the difference is, his word is delivered to a half a million homes each week." She explained matter-of-fact like.

"Well, everything happens for a reason, maybe it's time to let the world know about us." Piper suggested.

"No, being outed would only make our lives worse." Prue insisted.

"We don't know that. At least we could tell Dee what we were doing and give her some hope." Piper argued defiantly.

"No," Dean said gaining everyone's attention. "Absolutely not. Prue's right. If we're exposed, we're gonna have every crazy hounding us day and night. Let alone Hunters!" He added.

"Not to mention the media circus on our front lawn. Remember E.T?" She asked her family.

"Well, we can't worry about that right now, we have to find the boys. I'm gonna go see Josh and see if he has a map or something of the storm drain system." She decided, grabbing her jacket off the hook by the door.

"Storm drains?" Prue asked in confusion.

"It's where these demons live." Phoebe explained as if it was obvious.

"Well, there's got to be at least hundreds of miles of storm drains in the city." Adam pointed out with his arms folded across his chest.

"Well, I can go talk to Brent again and see whether he can remember where the Grimlocks took him." Phoebe offered helpfully.

"Brent?" Prue asked.

"I'll go with you, Pheebs." Sam invited himself. And walked towards the door.

Adam rolled his eyes slightly and turned to Prue, "Prue, the Book of Shadows said the only way to kill a Grimlock is to blind it with a potion made from schisandra root." He explained. "Do you know where to find some?" He asked.

"I'll do some research," Dean offered and grabbed Sam's laptop from the coffee table.

"Alright then, we'll be back soon." Phoebe announced as she, Sam and Piper grabbed there coats. "Hey, what if Josh wants to have the talk?" She wondered to Piper.

"I'll tell him I have a headache." Piper replied shortly.

~PO3~

San Francisco PD

"Anything on the night sheet?" Andy inquired to his partner as he returned from getting coffee for the both of them. He passed one of the two cups to Darryl, who was flipping through a file.

"Medical examiner…" Darryl started, but paused to take the coffee. "… Thanks. Sent this over. It's Jerry Cartwright. A saint. Donated millions to the city's anti-drug program." He explained briefly.

Andy slowly sat down in his chair, appearing thoughtful at the case. "ME's saying he was murdered?" He asked curiously.

"Unless we tell him otherwise." Darryl replied with a shrug. "He's listing the C.O.D. as a strangulation. The problem is the man died in the middle of a crowd of people and no one saw anyone lay a hand on him." Darryl continued, passing the file to his partner.

Anything Andy started to say was lost when Lohman pushed the door open and sauntered in. "Inspector Trudeau?" He called, glancing around the busy room until he caught sight of Andy and advanced.

"Ohh…" Andy groaned, purposely turning his attention to the file on his desk.

"Eric Lohman, Bay Weekly." Lohman went on undeterred.

"He's all yours." Darryl allowed, taking his coffee and leaving Andy with the reporter.

"I know who you are. What do you want?" Andy questioned coldly, still not looking up at Lohman.

Lohman dropped casually into the chair across from Andy, his gaze following Darryl out. "Um, a cup of coffee would be great…" He started only to trail off when Andy sent him a look that clearly said to get to the point. "Okay. What do you say I pick your brain about Prue Halliwell…" Andy froze at hearing her name from the reporter but forced himself into casual indifference. "… Name ring a bell…? It should. Her name keeps popping up in a lot of your murder cases. A lot of the unsolved ones."

Andy dropped his papers on his desk and turned his seat toward Lohman. "Is that a fact?" He asked neutrally.

Lohman nodded slightly. "Yeah, I got my sources. Cops love to talk. Especially if you pay them enough." Lohman explained.

"Get the hell out of here." Andy ordered, standing up and pulling his jacket off.

"So, I assume you know all about Prue's unusual powers, right?" Lohman inquired pointedly. Andy once again froze halfway through pulling his jacket off. "Boy, that stopped you cold." Lohman chuckled.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Andy replied.

Lohman grinned and approached the cop. "Yeah, right, that's what she said too. Did you two rehearse your stories or what? I saw her in action at the park, Trudeau. She waved her hands and magically suspended that David Hatcher kid and his kidnapper in midair. It was, it was very cool. I just wish I'd had my camera…" Lohman lamented, pulling out a record player and pressing the 'record' button. "… Care to comment?"

He leaned forward as if he was going to comment. "No." Andy answered shortly.

Lohman irritably pulled his record player back. "Okay, I'll just change my story to a police cover-up instead." He threatened.

"I'm not covering up anything." Andy returned confidently.

"Really? Great. Then I guess you got nothing to worry about." Lohman replied sarcastically while Andy shrugged nonchalantly. "Just remember, I gave you a chance to work with me." He warned, leaving Andy to his thoughts.

Darryl came in a few minutes later. "What was that about?" He wondered, pointing back behind him where he had just passed Lohman in the hall.

Andy had turned back around and grabbed his jacket again. "Nothing." He answered, picking up the file on his desk and passing it back to Darryl. "You're gonna have to handle the ME case on your own." Andy explained.

"Why? Where are you going?" Darryl demanded suspiciously.

"I'm assigning myself to kidnappings." He responded before walking out the door without a second glance back at Darryl.
Josh's Office

Josh carefully rolled out a map over the table as Piper watched on eagerly. "Why exactly do you need this?" Josh asked curiously, his voice echoing his mild surprise.

"Uh, uh, a client at Quake is thinking of throwing an underground rave and we might cater it." Piper replied, thinking quickly and smiling mysteriously up at Josh.

"A party in a storm drain?" Josh repeated the basic idea in disbelief.

Piper nodded a little too enthusiastically and turned her gaze back to the map. "Yeah, he, uh, runs a roto-rooter-type company. It's kind of a theme thing." Piper fabricated.

Josh just let it go. He'd learned by now that she was quite keen in keeping her secrets to herself. "Yeah, well, sounds dank." He joked while Piper continued nodding and staring at the map. "Anyway…" Josh's voice forced her to look up at him. "… as long as you're here. Can we talk?"

Piper's eyes widened and she snatched for any excuse. "Uh, maybe later. I have to go…" she started, reaching out for the map, but Josh blocked her way and she was forced to stop.

"No, Piper. It cannot wait." Josh insisted.

"Somebody's a little anxious, huh?" Piper laughed, trying to lighten the mood.

"This is important, it could affect the rest of my life." He responded seriously.

Before he could speak again, Piper jumped in. "Well, not if we take precautions."

Josh simply looked confused at her interruption. "What?" He inquired.

"I… I'm not saying I'm ready for that. In fact, I'm not ready for that, but when I am ready, I will be taking precautions." Piper hastily continued.

Josh carefully leaned against his desk in front of Piper. "Piper, what are you talking about?" He questioned with a faint smile.

"Uh, having… sex." Piper answered hesitantly. She paused when Josh didn't respond. "You're not talking about that are you?" She realized. He shook his head. "Uh, what are you talking?" Piper mumbled, sounding embarrassed.

"My leaving." Josh replied.

Piper's forced smile faded as his words sunk in. "Leaving?" She exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yeah, I got offered a job down in Beverly Hills. I mean, it's not exactly my dream job, but it's a good opportunity. Look, my point is if I thought we had a future…" Josh began.

"Josh, this is all happening a little too fast." Piper interrupted.

"Yeah, I know, I know, and I'm sorry. But like it or not, you are the swing vote. Now, if you don't want me to go. I won't." He continued softly. Josh fell silent awaiting her answer.

Piper was completely silent for several agonizing moments before throwing her hands out in frustration and freezing him. She immediately spun around and began pacing. "Okay, we need to talk about this. If I ask you to stay then we're a couple and I'm not sure if I'm ready to be a couple, but if I tell you to leave and we could have been a good couple then, then I'll never know." She rambled before dropping her hands in defeat and pulling out her cell phone. "I need more time. I need lots and lots of time." Piper hissed, dialing a number as she returned to her position. She hid the phone under her jacket just as Josh unfroze.

Right on cue, Josh's office phone rang. "Uh, hold that thought." He told Piper, moving to answer the phone. "Yeah, hello?" Josh answered.

As soon as Josh had turned his back, Piper grabbed the edge of the map and took off out the door with it. Josh hung up and turned around to find Piper gone and the door of his office open.
Brent Miller's Place

After Phoebe introduced Brent to Sam, the three of them sat on the couch with Brent in the middle. And he began to speak. "I remember their faces. It's like a nightmare that never ends. They took me into this big area and there were a lot of pipes. I'm sorry, that's really all I remember." He apologized.

Phoebe glanced at Sam with a sigh, "That's okay Brent." She assured the man.

"You're disappointed," Brent stated knowingly.

"No, not at all." Phoebe denied hastily.

Sam was at a loss for words and he ran a hand through his hair. "We just…" He trailed off when he didn't know what to say.

Brent laughed and shook his head in disagreement to their comments. "Now, someone that can see your face might believe you, but your voice tells another story." He said mostly to Phoebe.

"Gave me away, huh?" Phoebe joked.

"You have a beautiful smile, Phoebe." Brent complimented.

Sam titled his head to the side, "How did you…" He began.

Brent anticipated his question and smiled, "I hear it in her voice, I can see it in my mind." He explained.

Phoebe gratefully reached out and took his hand, but whatever she was going to say was interrupted as she was pulled into a premonition.

Premonition

Brent as a boy feeling his way through the storm drains. Passing a sign that read 'SF PUC N̊˚ 12.'

End of Premonition

Phoebe jerked out of the premonition to Brent's worried voice. "What's the matter? Are you okay?" He demanded, having felt her sudden tense.

"Phoebe," Sam started slowly while glancing worriedly at his cousin. "What did you see..?" He asked.

"I'm fine." Phoebe assured the blind man. "Um, Brent, when they took you were you wearing a sweat shirt with jeans and black high tops?" She asked as she tried to remember the fresh premonition she just had.

"Yeah, I think I was. How did you ...?" Brent titled his head curiously to Phoebe.

"And when you escaped were you running through water?" She interrupted the man.

Brent nodded quickly. "Yes, I remember that… in a tunnel." He responded.

"Think really hard, Brent." Sam began softly. "Do you remember anything at all about that location? Did you hear anything? Feel anything?" He pressed, they were finally getting somewhere.

"All I remember is this, uh, sound of this enormous generator… and maybe some cable cars." He realized thoughtfully.

"Cable cars?" Phoebe repeated.

"I wonder what's so significant about that," Sam mumbled.

"Hey, do you have a map?" She asked Brent before realizing what she had asked. "Oh, I'm sorry, that was so stupid." Phoebe apologized immediately.

"No, no, I actually do have map of that area. It's over here." Brent carefully stood up from the couch and felt his way across the room to his desk with a surprised Phoebe and Sam following. He pulled out a large book. "What are we looking for exactly?" He questioned.

"I don't know. Cable car turnaround maybe." Phoebe suggested, glancing back at Sam.

"Or a power plant." Sam offered, "That could have been the generator." He added.

Brent opened the book and started flipping through the pages of small-area maps. His hands moved methodically over one of the pages. "Let's see… On this map, okay, there are two turnarounds on this page and, uh, right, here it is. There's a power plant here on Verick."

Phoebe's gaze flickered from the page to Brent. "How can you tell?" She wondered softly.

"Here, give me your hand." Brent replied, taking Phoebe's hand and running it over the page. "Now feel these three horizontal bumps followed by the two vertical. On this map, that's the sign for power plant." He explained, earning a smile from Phoebe.

"Pheebs, we should go." Sam started while trying to pull his youngest cousin lightly towards the door.

Brent quickly turned and called to stop them. "Phoebe, how'd you know what I was wearing and where I was running? Are you some kind of psychic or something?"

"Uh, like, only different." Phoebe answered cryptically.

Brent nodded in understanding. "Right. That's how you've seen all these other monsters that you mentioned, isn't it?" Neither one of them responded which was answer enough for him.

"You two, you're good people. That probably means that you have a strong aura. Please, be careful with these monsters." He pleaded.

"Don't worry. we will." Sam assured softly while walking out the door.

"Don't worry so much." Phoebe joked, but in such a way that he knew she took his wish seriously.
The Storm Drains

David crawled blindly to the other boy that was trapped with him in the linked cage. "Don't worry, Billy. My mom has a friend who's got supernatural powers. She'll get us out of here." He promised optimistically.

Billy didn't appear reassured as he didn't slow his crying or even move from his position curled on the ground.

One of the grimlocks pounded on the fence that held the boys. "Shut up!" The grimlock ordered before stalking off to join his companion.

Bucklands Auction House

Prue leaned back against the chair at her desk, the phone held up to her ear as she conversed with Piper. "Did you hear about that philanthropist that was mysteriously strangled?" Prue asked pointedly.

"It's gotta be the grimlocks. That's how they kill." Piper answered from the other end, careful to keep her attention on the road as she drove. "We're running out of time. We have less than three hours, did you get the Schisandra root?" She demanded nervously.

"No, but I'm leaving now to pick it. Um, look, did Phoebe and Sam get anything out of Brent that might help us?" Prue inquired.

Andy was casually leaning against the door to Prue's office (unbeknownst to Prue), listening to her side of the conversation. "Who's Brent Miller?" He questioned, announcing his presence to the oblivious Prue.

Prue jumped at the unexpected intrusion, her eyes flickering up to meet Andy's. She vaguely heard Piper's "I'm not sure," answer. She didn't immediately respond and thus Piper called "Prue?" through the phone.

"I gotta go." Prue replied to Piper and quickly hung up. She turned her attention to the patiently waiting Andy. "Andy, hi, what are you doing here?" Prue asked with a hint of forced innocence.

Andy casually strolled forward. "Working on the kidnappings. Thought we should talk." He explained.

She glanced up at Andy, very aware of how he was staring at her and she didn't know why. What was it he had said? Kidnappings? Prue nervously dropped her gaze to her desk as she grabbed several books together. "If you're here about the kidnappings, I've already told the police everything that I know." She lied smoothly as she walked to the bookcase where she began returning the stack in her hands.

"Not according to Eric Lohman, you didn't. He stopped by the station, we had an interesting chat." Andy countered.

"Yeah, well, he's a reporter trying to make a name for himself. You can't believe anything he says." She returned, still avoiding his gaze.

"Normally, I don't. This time I do." Andy replied, stepping closer so that Prue had no choice but to meet his eyes. "We've been down this road too many times, Prue. I know you have a secret and I've had to accept that fact that you can't tell me or you don't want to tell me. Either way, it's not just me anymore. Lohman's onto you and he's not going to let go." He insisted as if willing her to understand. Prue sighed, dropping her gaze to the floor. Andy ran a hand through his hair in frustration at her continued silence. "Prue, I can't help you if you won't talk to me."

Prue hesitantly raised her eyes again. "Andy, I'm just never sure if it's better for you to know or not to know." She admitted softly.

"I remember a time when we could tell each other anything." Andy sighed. "There's nothing Lohman won't do to get this story. Watch your back." He warned before turning around and heading for the door.

Prue hesitated but a moment longer. "Andy…" She called. Andy paused at the door and turned back to her. "Thanks." She gratified. Andy smiled faintly and nodded in acknowledgment. She watched him leave before Prue turned away and grabbed her bags. She had some Schisandra root to pick up.

Varick Street

Adam stood with his arms across his chest while Phoebe held on to a gigantic piece of paper. "Here," She ordered quietly and shoved the paper into his arms.

"Pheebs," Adam hissed but was left ignored when Phoebe walked up to the doors.

"Bingo," She said and grabbed Adam's hand and the two of them ran off.

Halliwell-Winchester Manor

Piper pulled up to the walkway and stepped out of her jeep. She grabbed her bags and ran up the steps where she met Prue, who had parked in the driveway. "Did you get it?" Piper demanded.

"Yeah, I got it." Prue assured, holding up the small bag. She started for the door without even looking at Piper.

Piper frowned and reached out to stop Prue. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"Andy stopped by my office after Lohman stopped by his. I think he told Andy about my powers." Prue admitted wearily.

"Uh oh…" Piper mumbled, her eyes widening slightly. "What did you do?" She wondered.

"Same as I always do. I danced around the truth. It just doesn't feel right anymore." Prue sighed.

Piper caught sight of a baby stroller rolling across the road, right in front of an 18-wheeler. "Oh my god!" Piper exclaimed, throwing her hands out and freezing the street.

Prue immediately spun around and dashed toward the scene as soon as she'd comprehended what had happened. "Where is the mother?" Prue snapped, glaring around the street, trying to find the parents of the baby.

Piper reached in and moved the blanket to find that the carriage was empty. "Oh, thank god." She breathed in relief.

Prue's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Wait a second, since when did the Johnson's get a baby?" Prue realized, her jaw dropping as she saw Lohman perched next to the driveway with his camera pointed where the sisters had been standing moments previous. "That damn reporter." She cursed. "Look!" Prue pointed in the corresponding direction for Piper's benefit.

"Okay, uh, confused." Piper said.

"Alright, that's Lohman. This is a set up. We need to get back to where we were before everything unfreezes, go!" Prue ordered, leading the way back up the steps to the Manor.

Prue stopped in her spot while Piper turned to face her, exactly as they had been before. "Don't forget to put your hands up." Prue reminded. Piper nodded and tossed her purse over her shoulder. She got her hands up just in time for the street to unfreeze. The 18-wheeler blew the horn as it just barely missed the carriage which slammed into the curb at the side of the street. Neither sister responded.

"Don't look, just go inside… inside, go, go!" Prue mumbled under her breath just loud enough for Piper to hear.

Piper led the way inside followed by Prue.

~PO3~

Lohman turned a curious eye between the door the two sisters had disappeared in and the fallen baby carriage. His eyes dropped to his camera, hoping that it might have picked up something. He replayed the tape, watching as he kicked the baby carriage into the street and then turned the screen to the sisters. There was a faint jump in the play and he smiled triumphantly. "Purse on right shoulder… purse on left shoulder." He whispered, pointing to Piper's purse that switched shoulders. Lohman rewound it just to make sure. "Purse on right shoulder, purse on left shoulder. What do you know? She's got another power. Gotcha."

~PO3~

Prue sneakily looked out the window to see if the man was still outside, "Is he still out there?" Piper asked upon entering the room with Sam in tow. Dean right behind them.

"Unfortunately." Prue answered.

"Hey, you guys, I think we found the entrance to the storm drain…" Phoebe announced as she closed the door and trailed off when she walked into the room to the looks on her families faces.

"What's wrong?" Adam asked curiously.

"Didn't you see that guy parked out front in his car?" Prue inquired, pointing back behind her at the window.

"Yes…" Phoebe started.

"That's the reporter I told you about. He's staking us out." Prue explained.

"What?" Phoebe and Adam demanded at the same time.

"He tricked us into using our powers and nearly caught us." Piper explained.

"But fortunately, we figured out what he was doing before he got any proof." Prue finished.

"Oh, thank god," Phoebe said with a sigh of relief.

"Only problem," Sam started. "Is how are we going to find David with him parked outside?" he asked the question everyone was silently asking.

Piper looked at her wristwatch, "We have less than two hours." She added.

The doorbell rang at that moment, "Gee, wonder who that is." Adam mumbled in sarcasm while Prue walked passed him to answer the door.

As soon as the front door opened, Lohman stepped over the threshold. "Hey, how's it going? Mind if I use your bathroom?" He asked, a little too enthusiastically. Lohman threw his hand out to stop the door as Prue attempted to slam it in his face. "Hey, don't bother using your magical powers on me. I've already hid the video tape." Lohman openly mocked.

"Video tape?" Dean asked putting on his best poker face and feigning ignorance.

Lohman looked at the man wth a slight smirk. "Yeah, you know, best I could guess is somehow one of you stopped time. Or rewound it. I don't know. What I do know is I got the whole thing on tape." He explained. "And I also have Dean Winchester entering his home." He warned.

"You're bluffing." Prue stated.

"Am I?" Lohman challenged with a grin. "How do you explain your sister's purse magically jumping from her right shoulder to her left shoulder instantaneously? You screwed up and I got the proof." He laughed, rubbing his hands eagerly. His gaze never left Prue. "Okay, now here's the deal. I already got my story ready to print, but all I really want now from you is a tell-all exclusive. I'll write the book, we can share in the movie rights, foreign sales, distributions…" Lohman trailed off as Prue harshly pushed him back out the door and slammed in on his face, "Okay, I'll just wait out here until you're ready to talk."

"What are we gonna do?" Phoebe questioned.

"I'll have to leave California." Dean insisted. "Lohman saw me, how long before he tells the rest of the world, I am still alive." He argued.

"Let's save the kids now and then worry about that." Piper remarked.

Prue shook her head slightly, "Dean, there is a glamor spell in the Book you can use in a dire situation. So just hold off on fleeing for now." She ordered and Dean agreed hesitantly. "Alright, look, I will stay here and finish the potions, you guys go try and find the boys. To buy us some time, keep on freezing those grimlocks, okay, until I get there." She suggested to Piper and Dean.

Sam could tell that Piper was hesitant, "Piper, if you want you can stay here, Dean and I can take this one." He offered.

Piper frowned at his comment, as much as she wanted to stay, "No, I have to see this through. It'll be like a trail and error for me with not being on a hunt yet." She explained softly.

Dean glanced at Prue, "What about Lohman?" he asked.

"Don't worry about him. I will stop him from following you." Prue assured them before walking out the front door to find Lohman sprawled across their steps. "Lohman, I've been thinking about what you said. Maybe we can work something out." Prue said to the man.

"Yeah?" Lohman asked. "Then why don't I believe you?" He added.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe it's your reporter instincts." She offered flirtatiously.

Dean, Piper, Sam, Phoebe and Adam all raced towards the impala that was parked on the street.

Prue took a page out of Dean's book and started telling the man what he wanted to hear in order for her sisters and cousins to get to the impala.

The doors shut the same time the engine roared and Lohman, immediately realizing the trick, spun around in time to see the jeep drive off. "Oops, busted." Prue mocked with another grin.

The impala sped off down the street before Lohman could react. "Nice try." He returned and dashed down the steps towards his car.

Prue flicked her wrist at a garden tool that telekinetically flew through the air and punctured one of the tires of his car. The tire went flat and Lohman pulled to a hasty stop before spinning accusingly back to Prue.

"You did that! I know you did that!" Lohman said and turned back to see her.

"Really? Prove it." Prue challenged

Storm Drain

Piper had just climbed down the latter after Dean. "eeew." She commented while looking at the muddy and wet ground. "I'm not wearing the right shoes for this." She muttered. "Okay, talk about all roads leading to hell." She concluded.

Phoebe had just gotten down the ladder followed by Sam and Adam, Phoebe pulled out her map. "Ah, light, light." She orderd and Sam shined his flashlight on the map. "Brent said he remembered a big area with pipes. Oh, wait, here's a pipe junction. That way." She said and pointed in said direction.

Piper grabbed Deans hand and squeezed it in terror as they walked in the direction. Dean winced at that but otherwise allowed it to happen. "Its okay." He tried to sooth.

Sam looked up at Piper with a smirk, "So, is this a good time to ask how it went with Josh and the talk?" He asked.

Piper rolled her eyes, "No. its not." She replied.

Brent Millers place

Andy leaned against the door that led to the balcony, watching the waves of the ocean crash into the beach. Every now and then his gaze flickered over the empty room, mildly impatient to talk to Brent. After having heard his name in Prue's office and then investigated it, he had known the sisters were working on the kidnappings and he wanted to help them. He just had to find out where they were as Prue sure wouldn't tell him.

"Inspector Trudeau?" Brent called as he was led in by his service dog.

Andy was pulled from his thoughts and he eagerly approached Brent, shaking the other man's hand politely. "Yes, Mr. Miller." He announced his presence.

"My housekeeper said you wanted to talk to me. Is it about the kidnappings?" Brent asked.

"Maybe." Andy answered cryptically, "Has a Prue Halliwell come to talk to you by any chance?" Andy questioned curiously.

Brent shook his head. "No." He replied while Andy looked vaguely disappointed. "… But I have spoken to a Phoebe Halliwell and her cousin Sam Winchester." Brent continued.

Andy suddenly appeared very interested again. "Really?"

"I think I know where they went if you think that will help you." Brent offered helpfully.
The Storm Drains.
"I never knew anything could smell so bad." Piper muttered in disgust.

"Its okay Piper," Sam assured while linking an arm with her protectively.

Phoebe shined her flashlight over the front of her, "Now there's a good sign." She said as the light landed on it.

Dean went over and checked the sign out. "Why is it a good sign?" He demanded curiously.

"I saw it in a vision I had with Brent." She explained plainly.

Piper jumped back upon seeing a rat in the beam of her flashlight. "Ew!" Piper exclaimed, backing away while pulling Sam with her.

Dean turned to Piper just in time to see cousin slip over the edge of a vent in the floor. "Piper!" Dean screamed, but Piper had already fallen in and was knocked unconscious as she landed against the bottom of the vent. Sam falling in and banging his head and knocked out as well.

"Piper! Oh my god!" Phoebe yelled, running to the edge and peering over. Their frantic voices carried through the storm drains, alerting the grimlocks and the children of their presence.

"I'm going to run back up and call Prue for help!" Adam offered and took off.

"Adam wait!" Phoebe said and then looked down the hole to Piper and Sam. "We will get help, Dean guard her." She ordered and took off after her cousin.
Halliwell-Winchester Manor
Prue was in the kitchen stirring the finished product of her potion that would kill the grimlocks. "I feel like I should be cackling." She joked to herself, thinking of the many witches she had seen on television brewing potions. Her thoughts were interrupted by the phone ringing and her eyes flickered to the phone that was on the counter. "Oh…" Prue mumbled, turning off the stove top before running over to the phone. "Hello?" She answered.

"PRUE, WE NEED HELP!" Adam screamed into the speaker phone.

Phoebe yanked the phone from his hands and said in a much quieter manner, "Prue? Uh, Piper and Sam are hurt and we can't get to them." She admitted as calmly as she could.

"Uh, okay, where are you?" Prue demanded after a quick moment.

"At the end of Verick Street. Hurry, okay, and don't forget the potion." Phoebe replied hastily.

"I'm on my way." Prue promised, hanging up and running back to the counter to grab the potions that she already had ready. She only paused long enough to pull her jacket on before shooting out the door with the potions in hand. She stopped when she saw her car with the hood up and obviously having been tampered with.

Before she could think about it too hard, Lohman came out from behind it with his camera pointed at Prue. "I didn't want you to leave me behind like your sisters did." He explained.

"Fix it now!" Prue ordered her anger rising just at the reporter's presence.

"Or what? You're gonna hurt me?" Lohman mocked before zooming in on his video camera. "Go ahead, just let me get you in focus."

"Look, I don't have time for this, all right? Piper's hurt and two boys' lives are at stake." She snapped in frustration.

Lohman didn't turn his camera away. "Do you know where they are?" He asked pointedly.

"Yes." Prue hissed shortly. She sighed when he didn't appear to back down or even consider it. "All right, you win." She whispered.

"I win?" Lohman repeated eagerly. "What's my prize?" He questioned with a grin.

Prue sighed again, avoiding looking at the camera. "I'm a witch with magical powers." She admitted.

"A witch? Witch?" Lohman laughed while Prue cast him a dangerous glare. "Oh, this is great. Great. Terrific. Let's go." Lohman decided, pulling some cables out of his pocket and moving to fix Prue's car.

~PO3~

Prue drove to the end of Verick where Phoebe had told her and parked next to Piper's jeep. She could just see Phoebe waving for her to hurry up. Lohman was out of the car before Prue had even put her car in park. When she finally stepped out, Phoebe was glaring daggers at Lohman who had the camera pointed at the younger sister.

"What is he doing here?" Phoebe demanded, glaring at the man.

"Making my career." Lohman answered lightly.

Prue rolled her eyes and stomped up to Phoebe. "I didn't have a choice." She mumbled dejectedly. "Where are Piper and Sam?" She asked getting right to the point.

Adam pointed behind him towards the door, "In there." He commented and made the follow motion with his hand. "Come on." He ordered lightly.

Lohman quickly followed but Prue spun back to face him. "You just stay here all right? It's too dangerous." She ordered.

Lohman glared, obviously not taking that order too well. "No, no, no, I'm coming with you." He argued. He was so not going to let them do everything without getting any proof.

"No!" Prue snapped. Her glare was enough to stop Lohman in his tracks. "Look, there are too many lives at stake including my sisters and cousins. I'll not have you risking them. Stay where you are, you'll get your story." She promised, following Phoebe inside.

Lohman put his hands up innocently and backed away as Prue disappeared. "Okay, I'll just wait out here." He agreed. He waited several moments for the sisters and Adam to get farther into the storm drain before smiling slyly and following them inside.

~PO3~

Dean stood above the hole, entirely on alert and his pistol in his hand. He had never been up against a grimlock before, and he did not have the Power of Three with him right now nor the potion that would gank them.

"Hurry up, Pheebs." Dean growled through the storm drains as if his cousin would hear him.

"Dean?" Piper's voice drifted from the hole. "Is that you?" She asked.

"Yeah, Piper…just hang on…" Before Dean could reply he felt as if something was choking him.

Dean looked up and saw a gromlock standing in front of him with his hand out. magically choking Dean.

"Oh my god. Prue!" Adam yelled when he saw the events when he and his two cousins ran in.

Prue looked around and saw a pipe. She waved her hand and magically sent it towards the demon, breaking his hold on Dean.

"Its about time!" Dean groaned trying to catch his breath.

"Nice." Phoebe deadpanned.

~PO3~

Andy parked his police car next to the jeep and Prue's car. He didn't even bother turning the blue and red emergency lights off as he ran for the open door to the storm drains. He easily recognized the two cars already here and that meant the Halliwells and Winchesters were inside. Pulling out a flashlight and his gun, Andy walked cautiously inside.

~PO3~

Lohman had his camera pointed at himself and he hastily flattened his hair so not to look unclassy on video. "This is Eric Lohman, reporting live…" He started, turning the camera so that it could take in the surroundings. "… I'm in a storm drain, underground, following three sisters and three brothers, all of them witches. As they search for children, who may have been abducted by a strange kind of…" Lohman trailed off as his camera landed on the pale white guy which startled Lohman.

~PO3~

Prue held her hands in front of her raising them slowly, gradually bringing Sam and Piper up on the metal grate they landed on.

Dean was watching the front while Phoebe watched the back entrance leading to an adjoing hallway, one of the potion bottle's in her hands.

Adam had the other potion bottle and was watching as Prue lifted his brother and cousin out with her powers. "I still cant believe your power works like Sammy's now." He commented.

"Ow, Ow, Ow," Piper mumbled.

Dean's attention was focused back on his brother and cousin. "Sammy! Are you hurt?" He demanded.

"We'll get you out of here," Prue promised the two of them.

"No," Piper shook her head.

"Absolutely not." Sam reiterated while shaking his head vigorously.

"Look, guys, just up to the street. Dean, Phoebe and I will come right back for the boys."

"Lean on me," Adam ordered gently to Piper and she did.

"I got you Sammy," Phoebe promised handing the potion she had to Dean and taking Sam's arm over her shoulder.

As they started walking back towards the entrance. Prue in the lead.

~PO3~

Andy carefully continued his journey through the empty storm drain alleys. He paused when he saw Lohman's lifeless body on the ground. Andy's eyes scoured the area for the attacker but didn't see anyone. He kneeled down and felt for a pulse before pulling back and continuing to look around at his surroundings. One of the grimlocks came out of his hiding spot and charged towards Andy. Andy saw him and jumped to his feet. He wasted no time in firing his gun. The bullets pierced the demon's body, but the bullets did absolutely nothing.

"Andy!" He heard a familiar yell.

Prue came running in and flicked her finger, the grimlock flew backwards into the wall and away from Andy. The grimlock stalking off down the adjoining way. "You okay?" Prue asked him.

"Yeah, thanks." Andy gratified. "So, what Lohman saw you do was true?" He realized in awe.

"Prue, we got to get Piper and Sam out of…oh, hey Andy." Dean said sheepishly while shocked at seeing the man there.

Andy looked at Dean with shocked eyes, "Dean?" He asked.

Dean looked at Andy and smirked a little bit. "Come on, man, you look like your seeing a ghost." He quipped. "And I would know that look." He added.

Sam didn't epeak up at that moment, instead he felt the connection open up to his brother in his mind. "Remember Dean, he thought you were dead as does the rest of the world." He commented telepathically while holding onto Phoebe.

I know. What are we gonna do? Dean replied while biting his lip slightly.

Play it safe. He doesn't know much just yet. Sam suggested in reply.

Sam felt the connection drop, he was already too weak, using his powers was too much of strain right now.

Adam had Piper with him, "Andy, what are you doing here?" She asked curiously upon seeing the man.

Andy stared at Dean, still in heavy disbelief that the man was standing before him, "Confirming my suspicions." He replied slowly.

"He knows," Prue stated and turned and faced her sisters and cousins. "A grimlock tried to kill him." She revealed.

"What the hells a grimlock?" Andy asked with a scowl on his face.

Prue turned to him. "It's a demon." She answered as if that was the most ordinary thing in the world.

"A demon." Andy repeated with wide eyes.

"Yeah, um, look, Andy, I need you to get Piper and Sam up on the street, okay?" She asked him .

"No, Prue I want to stay." Piper argued lightly.

"We need to help." Sam added in.

"No, you two are far to weak to use your powers." Prue remarked.

"Her too?" Andy asked them.

"Look, Andy will you please get Piper and Sam out of here?" Prue asked a bit more of a bite in her voice than usual.

Andy was used to Prue and her attitude ever since they were younger. He shook his head, "Prue, I'm not leaving the four of you alone…" HE was cut of by her.

""Do I have to use my power on you?" Prue snapped with a slight glare.

"I'll meet you up on the street." He said and grabbed Piper's arm lightly from Adam. "Come on," He said gently to her and lightly pulled her away.

"Sam," Dean began.

"I'll be with those two outside." Sam explained and began walking closely behind Andy and Piper.

Adam glanced down at the object that caught his eye and knelt down and picked it up. It was the video tape that fell out of Lohman's camera. He picked it up and put it in his pocket. "I'll keep this somewhere safe." He promised the dead man.

In actuality he was going to have Dean burn it so it couldn't be used.

Prue pulled out the map as she led the way while Phoebe pointed the flashlight so that they could read it. Adam held on to both the potion bottles while Dean held his gun out in front of him. "Okay, so we should be coming up on feeder drain right about now…" Prue read.

A grimlock jumped out of the shadows in front of them and both Prue and Phoebe screamed, hastily backing up.

Adam looked forward and saw the pale white demon. "AH!" He screeched and threw the entire bottle at the being. It smashed against the demon and he began to melt and disintegrate before their eyes.

Prue's jaw had dropped, "Great, just what we need. More toxic waste in our sewers." Prue joked.

"That worked well." Dean remarked. The potion literally incinerated the man. I could get used to potions. He commented in his mind.

"David?" Adam yelled out and walked one way.

"David!" Phoebe hollered and walked another.

"Please help me." David replied pleadingly.

Phoebe followed his voice and froze when she found the fenced in area that held the two little boys. "David!" She recognized excitedly, but her smile faded when she took in his clouded eyes. "Oh god… Prue, guys I found them!" She yelled.

~PO3~

Prue turned upon hearing her sisters yells. "Dean! Adam! Over here." She called out and led the way towards her sisters voice. She suddenly dropped the potion that Adam had handed to her as the grimlock began to strangle her with its power.

"Prue!" Adam yelled and ran towards the demon. He jumped into the air and swung his leg and kicked the grimlock. "Ow!" Adam yelled when he fell to the ground and the grimlock stumbled backwards.

The grimlock laughed at the youngest Winchesters attempt and held out his hand, seeing the golden aura, and started to choke him and Prue at the exact same time.

A gunshot as heard and the grim lock turned around. Dean Winchester looked at the grimlock with his best poker face. "Hunter." He seethed and began to choke him. "Rock salt only repels demonic presence. It doesn't weaken them!" He sneered.

Dean began coughing as the grimlocks powers were choking him.

Phoebe came up behind the grimlock and hit him over the head with a piece of pipe.

Prue looked at the puddle on the ground, the puddle that was the potion, and waved her hand, the green liquid rose from the ground and directly into the grimlock and he began to melt.

"Are you okay?" Prue whispered, slowly getting to her feet. And then helping Adam to his. Dean got on his own feet on his own.

"Are you okay?" Phoebe returned in concern.

"Yeah, where's David?" Prue asked.

Phoebe pointed toward the cage. "Over there." She led the way and the two sisters stopped just outside it. As they watched, David's eyesight was restored.

"Whoa," Adam commented from behind and then turned to Dean. "See Bro, some things do return to normal after vanquishing the thing." He commented.

The three Winchesters have been wondering that very thing since the vanquish of Javna. If you kill something magically, would it restore whatever back to normal? That was something they'd all been wondering.

"I can see! I can see you!" David exclaimed in excitement and Prue and Phoebe smiled at each other. "I knew you had magic powers." The child went on.

Their smiles faded to a look of concern. "Oh…" Prue mumbled, biting her lip slightly. "Um, come on, get your friend and let's get out of here." She ordered gently.

Halliwell-Winchester Manor

The three Winchesters went back to the house while the three sisters and Andy wen to the station.

"At least we don't have to hide things from Andy anymore." Adam piped up once they got inside the house.

"Yeah," Sam agreed, thought hesitantly. "But guys, I'm worried, what if Prue and Andy get back together and the same thing that Happened to Jess happens to him?" Sam asked with a worried expression.

"We wont let it come to that." Dean assured. "If Adam or Phoebe get a premonition of that then we will deal with that then. For now, lets just take comfort in the fact that he agreed to help us with the situation."

Dean was relieved that he didn't have to hide from Andy anymore. He could come and go as he pleased again in San Francisco. The only reason he agreed to hide from him was for the sake of the family secret and the hunting secret.

Sam was a little relieved about Andy finding out the secret himself. He knew how much Andy meant to Prue. And he really wanted the two to get back together since it made Prue happy.

Adam on the other hand, while he was glad Andy found out. he was worried something would happen to him. Ever since being Charmed, Adam had found out the hard way of the downfall of being a hunter and a witch. Sam lost Jess, Dean was framed for murder by a shape shifter, Prue had broken up with Andy to protect him because he didn't know the secret, Piper had and off and on again relationship with Leo that wasn't really going anywhere. The only one being magical really benefited was Phoebe.

Sure they had the Power of Three going on, but at the same time, Adam began to wonder if it was even worth it.

San Francisco PD

Darryl walked up to Andy's desk where his partner sat appearing deep in thought over something or another. "Exactly how did you know the kids were down there again?" Darryl finally asked, stopping next to Andy's desk.

Andy suddenly appeared very interested in getting the file and paperwork taken care of and done. "Anonymous tip." He answered casually without a glance at Darryl.

"And what about the kidnappers?" Darryl wondered.

"Kidnappers? There weren't any kidnappers. Kids followed a kitten into the storm drains. Got lost." Andy explained forcing a hint of amusement into his tone.

Darryl nodded, obviously not believing a word of it. "Really? How do you explain finding Lohman down there with a broken neck?"

"Must have slipped when he went down there after them." Andy replied, glancing up at Darryl for the first time. "You know, anything for a story. That's too bad." He added nonchalantly.

"Yeah, real shame." Darryl went along with it. He glanced around them to make sure no one was paying them any attention as he leaned against Andy's desk. "You don't really expect me to believe all this, do you?" Darryl lowered his voice to keep the question private.

Andy nodded slightly. "For now." He responded and Darryl nodded in understanding, both silently agreeing to just go with it until another time.

Darryl turned his attention to the lobby where he could just see Prue and Piper waiting.

Phoebe walked up to her sisters after trying to talk to the boys. "Have they said anything?" Piper pressed as soon as Phoebe walked up to them.

Phoebe shook her head. "No, they just got back from the hospital, but who knows what they'll say once the police start questioning them." Phoebe groaned softly. "So much for our secret." She added as an after thought.

"Hey, you okay?" Prue asked her middle sister.

"Yeah, I was just thinking when I was in the storm drain I was kinda out of it and I kept thinking about Leo. That's weird." Piper explained to them.

"Maybe you miss him." Phoebe offered.

"Maybe," Piper shrugged.

"What are you going to do about Josh?" Prue asked glancing at her sister.

"I'm gonna call him and tell him I think he should take the job in Beverly Hills." She explained.

"But sweetie, you can't hold out for Leo, I mean, who knows of he's ever gonna come back." Phoebe said cryptically.

Piper shrugged again, "I know. He may not. But if I'm thinking about Leo, than I'm definitely not thinking about Josh." She explained.

Phoebe frowned, "That's too bad, he had really nice glutes. There's Brent. Hey Brent! Ah, over here." She called out when she remembered he was blind and couldn't see anything.

After following her voice he stopped in front of her, "Hi." She greeted.

"hi." Brent repleid.

"Where's your dog?" Phoebe wondered after noticing that it wasn't with him.

Brent smiled and took off his sunglasses. His eyes were no longer cloudy as he beamed down at Phoebe. "He's, uh, retired." He explained.

"You can see?" Phoebe asked; amazed. "But ho did that…" She started but trailed off.

"I don't know, I mean you tell me. I mean someone must of slayed those monsters. Do you know anything about it?" He asked curiously. Phoebe pretended to zip her mouth and he got the hint. " "That's alright. If anyone knows the danger of telling amazing stories, I sure do. I was right, you do have a beautiful smile. Are those the boys?" He asked after glancing back towards the two boys.

"Yeah." Phoebe repleid.

"Maybe I should have a little talk with them." He offered.

"That would be great. Thank you." Phoebe remarked.

"No, thank you." Brent gratified, turning away from Phoebe and approaching the children.

~PO3~

"So now you know…" Prue said to Andy when he approached her. Piper had wondered off to get a cup of water.

"Yeah. It's still sinking in." Andy replied with a slight frown.

"Where do we go from here?" She wondered.

"That's a good question." Andy started as a bunch of reporters walked up to him with cameras waiting to ask him questions.

Author's Note:

Just a few more episodes left of season one! Oh my goodness, this has been a rollercoaster of a story. Season 2 will defiantly be planned out better I hope.

Next episode will be Dead Man's Blood from Supernatural.

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