1x09 Free + Pratt's Secret PT 3

"Mr Pratt," Prue said, "What're you doing here?"

"Prue," Pratt smiled, "Hello. Can I come in."

"Sorry, but no, you can't. This is a really bad time."

"A bad time?"

"Yeah. A...A uh...a bad time. I'm sorry. Mr Pr —,"

"Nate, please."

"Nate."

"It's a perfect time for me," said a voice behind Pratt, who moved over.

"A very good time," Oshy said. She flung her hand and Pratt flew into the manor, knocking Prue over. The replicas came out from behind the wall.

"Oh my God! You're a witch!" Pratt yelled. Oshy threw fire at him. Prue deflected it.

"Nate, there's no time to explain. You need to leave. Piper!" The Pipers froze Oshy. "Leo!" Leo orbed into the room. Pratt fell to his knees.

"Leo, orb him somewhere safe. Don't let him get hurt." Leo grabbed Pratt by the shoulder and they orbed away. "Piper, try to blow her up. If it doesn't work, freeze her again." Piper stretched out her arms, her hands opened. She hit her mark, but Oshy just flew back, into the door. Piper repeated this motion, freezing Oshy.

"Great. We can't vanquish him?"

"We have an idea," said Replica-Prue, "And I think it may work." Oshy unfroze. "Follow me!" The three replicas, followed by the three charmed ones ran upstairs.

"I'll find you!" Oshy yelled before running up the stairs. She blast the door open, and all six girls screamed. "Don't think that just because you look alike, I can't sort you out." She waved her hand. Three of the girls flamed away, behind Oshy. "See? Time to die! Say 'goodbye' Charmed Ones!" She raised both of her arms. A colossal wave of fire shot from her hands, killing the three girls. She turned to the three behind her. "Good! Now, you can replace the Charmed Ones. For —," she screamed as she burst into flames and exploded.

"Wait," asked Paige, "how did that work, exactly?"

"Well, the clones had Oshy's powers and her blood. When she vanquished them, she vanquished half of who she was. The rest just — died."

"Poor clones. They were alive. They were — real."

"Yeah," Piper said, "But Paige, they were evil. They did attack us. Leo! Orb with Melinda." Leo, Pratt, and Melinda orbed down. Piper froze Pratt.

"Leo, dust 'em." Leo blew on his hand and gold dust covered Pratt's head. "Paige?"

"Pratt!" Pratt orbed away, Prue self-projected. Paige walked to her room as Leo, Piper, and Melinda hugged.

Pratt unfroze, now standing on the porch. Prue standing in front of him.

"A bad time?"

"Yeah," Prue said, smiling. "I'll talk to you later?"

"Sure —," Prue shut the door. "Soon, witch. Soon," said Pratt, puling an anti-witch talisman out of his shirt. He placed it back and went down the stairs, got into the limo waiting for him.

Paige held the little golden card and ripped it. The card orbed her away.

The dark sky was dotted with stars, and Melinda jumped into bed. Meanwhile, Piper and Leo busted through the door of their own room, hugging and twisting, shut the door, and jumped up onto the bed.