Paige orbed into the kitchen.

"Paige!" Piper said, "You can't just orb in here! We almost got exposed last week by the man who started this whole mess. We don't need another mess like —," she went back to the dishes.

"We won't have another Phoebe, Piper. Where's Melinda, Leo, and Prue?"

"Prue," said Piper, "is at work, Leo — with charges and Melinda's at a friend's house."

"Oh. Well, the Elders told me to — damn it!" Piper spun around quickly.

"What? What? Demon!!?!!"

"No. A charge needs me." Paige orbed out. Piper finished the dishes and walked out of the kitchen, through the foyer, and into the living room.

She sat down on the couch, and a demon blasted through the door. Piper outstretched her hand, and he exploded. Piper took a deep breath.

Melinda orbed down, her stomach had a large, bleeding gash in it. Piper jumped up from the couch.

"Leo!" She called. "Prue! Paige! Leo! Phoebe —," Piper held her daughter as her breathing slowed and stopped. Piper's tears streaked down her face.

Paige orbed out, orbing back into the manor. Moonlight shined in through the windows.

"Being a white-lighter su — Piper?" Paige walked up to Piper, who was still holding her dead daughter, Prue holding on to her. Tears streaked down Paige's face.

Melinda lay in a white coffin, still, cold, and quiet. Nearby, Piper, Phoebe, Paige, sat near the coffin crying. Leo sat beside Piper, holding her. Soft music played quietly. When the funeral was over, the sisters and Leo went back to the manor.

"The Elders want us, Paige," said Leo, "Let's go." The pair of them orbed out together.

"Don't worry, Piper," said Prue, "I'll stay with you. You'll be safe. I'll project you out if I have to."

"Prue, I'll be fine," said Piper, "But, I said Phoebe's name."

"When?"

"When I saw Melinda die."

"Piper, what could you do? You can't save someone from Death. Not when it's got them already." Leo and Paige orbed down.

"We're cosmically screwed," said Paige. Piper and Prue looked at them, confusion on their faces.

"The Elders told us, just now," said Leo, "that after you found out why Phoebe had to die, you were supposed to return to the past. That and Paige isn't supposed to be a witch in this time. So, her power could change if you go back to the past. The Elders say 'If you do make it back to the past, do not make any contact with Paige. Unless it is absolutely necessary. And if you cannot restrain from fraternizing, we will make her unfindable to even the Power of Three.' Their words. Not mine."

"So, what does that mean?"

"That means that if you need her in the future, she may not have the same power she has now."

"So..."

"So...It must mean something important." Said Paige, "If the Elders are saying it."

"Prue Halliwell," said Pratt, "is a witch. So is her sister, Piper. I don't know about Paige yet."

"Should we kill them sir?" Asked General Glass, a black man, wearing a general's uniform.

"Not yet. They saved me from that demon."

"So?"

"So? So? They saved my life."

"They're witches. We should —,"

"Shut up!" General Glass stopped talking.

"Sir, they're witches. I just —," Glass stopped, looking down at the dagger now in his heart. He burst into flame and exploded. Pratt stood up and left his office, the dagger laying among the ashes.

"A witch broke into my office. She killed General Glass."

"Did you get her."

"No. She got away. Cast a spell."

"I don't understand. We might need her? If we go back?"

"Well, not all of you. Just Piper, Prue —,"

" — and Phoebe." Finished Piper.

"Yeah."

"So —,"

"What're we gonna do?"

"You need to find the reason that you are staying here.....in this time. Then, you need to change it. To go back —,"

"To our time."

"Yeah."

"Which," said Paige, "I have an idea of how to do that. A spell. I've just written it." She pulled a piece of paper from her pocket. Her sisters surrounded it and read in unison.

"We call upon the Power of Three

Reverse time, set us free

We sing this, our harmonized song,

Send us back, to where we belong."