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Shannen Doherty

Prue

Holly Marie Combs

Alyssa Milano

Phoebe

Julian McMahon

Cole

Brian Krause

Leo

Prue and Piper put a drop of Phoebe's blood on a poppet, which lay on her chest. Prue put her hand over the poppet's head, and her other hand on Phoebe's head, while Piper put her hands on the poppet's and Phoebe's legs, respectively. They began to chant in unison.

"Troubled blood with sleeps' unease,

remove the cause of this disease." Nothing happened. Prue pulled a piece of paper from her pocket as Piper threw away the poppet. The sisters stood side by side and read the spell together.

"Our sister now slumbers deep,

And too much pain we have to reap

Before our innocents are a dead heap,

Wake our sister from her sleep."

"Think you added enough rhyming, Prue?"

"Well neither spell worked. And what's worse, we don't have another spell. We don't have a potion. We don't have anything. Our sister is going to die and there's nothing we can do. Piper, are you listening?"

"No. I'm not. Prue, we keep coming here in the middle of the night, casting pointless spells, using senseless potions, worthless charms, and unusable-,"

"Piper! It's not pointless, senseless, and whatever else you said. Knowing that none of this is working is helping us in finding how to do it."

"We have to kill Paige. She said that as long as she lives, Phoebe would sleep. And if she continues to sleep, she eventually will die. Paige's spell is keeping Paige asleep. Kill the caster, and the spell is ended."

"Or the subject of the spell. We have to find a way."

"We've tried spells, potions, charms, amulets, genies, incantations, our powers, the Elders powers, Leo's powers, all of our powers combined. We've tried your power, to make an astral projection of her, which was pointless because all that happened was her astral projection appeared and fell over. We've tried your power healing her. We've tried to call out her powers, we've tried to cast a spell to move the sleeping spell from her to Paige. We've tried slapping her, shaking her, we've tried yelling at her. We don't have anything!"

"Piper,-," Prue stopped and looked out the door, "We've got to go. Someone's coming."

"Do you have a hang on your astral power? Last time you astralled us on the roof. And the time before that, you astralled us in the air, above the table in the living room. And the time before that-,"

"I got it, Piper, I don't need a rerun. I remember the splinters."

"Yeah, well at least you're self-healing. Now go! Go!" Prue grabbed Piper's hand and astralled out. A security guard walked into the room and looked over Phoebe.

"There's one in here!" He called. Some doctors brought a patient in on a stretcher, and placed him on the bed that occupied the same room as Phoebe.

"She's in critical condition."

"What happened?" Car accident. Head on with another driver."

"What's this patient's name?" A nurse looked down at her clipboard.

"Paige Matthews."

–

The next morning, Prue sat in the attic looking through the Book of Shadows as Piper looked through the house for Prue.

"Prue?" Piper called, walking into the attic, "Prue are you-," Piper stopped short, spotting Prue, "What are you doing up here?"

"What do you think?"

"Prue, you have to give it up. We'll fix it. We always do. We've been through worse."

"Like when?"

"Like when I was possessed by the essence from the alchemist?"

"That wasn't that bad. You weren't in a coma with a curse cast on you that will make you sleep for all eternity until you or the caster is dead."

"So, you're suggesting we kill Phoebe?"

"No, of course not. We can't kill Phoebe."

"Why not? You killed me."

"But there was an alchemist there to bring you back. And then Leo was also there to heal you. And it's not like we can recruit an alchemist anyway."

"I just wanted to remind you that you killed me."

"Thanks for rubbing it in, Piper." The phone rang throughout the house. Prue, followed by Piper, walked down the stairs and answered the phone.

"That was Darryl," Prue said, after hanging up the phone, "there's threatening to commit suicide, he was going to come down, but then he changed his mind, and threatened to jump again."

"Possession?"

"Most likely."

"You gonna kill this one too?"

"Ha ha. Not funny. Let's go to the car." Prue led Piper away.

–

Arriving at the scene, Darryl walked up to the car. A police line circled an area around a tall building.

"They won't let anyone else cross the line."

"We don't need to cross. Prue can get up there." Prue sighed as she astral projected, appearing on the roof. A demon stood, holding his hand up behind the man.

"Hey!" Prue yelled, and ran up to the demon, kicking him in the chest. The demon pulled out an athame. Prue twisted around, grabbed the athame, and flipped him over her shoulder, and stabbed him in the chest. The demon screamed. And exploded.

An inspector walked up to Piper and Prue, Prue's head hanging down.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Nothing," Piper said, "She's just...praying."

"Praying?"

"For the man. Just go. She's fine." The inspector walked away.

"Hurry Prue."

Two more demons walked up to Prue.

"Evil demons,

Spawns of Hell,

Death now takes you with this spell!" One of the demons exploded.

"So, you must be upper-level. The spell didn't kill you."

"You'll never stop the Coen."

"What's the Coen?" Fear struck the demon's face, as if he had accidentally said something wrong. Then he shimmered out. Prue returned to her body.

"What's happening?"

"We need to go to the Book. And search for the Coen. I'm not sure who they are, but I intend to find out."

–

the Book lay open in front of Prue, opened to the page "The Coen".

"The Coen is a group of demons whose soul intention is to spread loss and pain through killing witches with mind control."

"Mind controlling demons? I don't think I want to go up against them. And how are we supposed to without the Power of Three?"

"There's a potion here. We don't need the Power of Three. We just need the potion. And it says right here, 'Witches, even the most neophyte, and powerless, are immune to the mind control powers of the Coen.' So don't worry, Piper. We're immune. And we can make the potion, kill the demons, then work on Phoebe. We need to mix the potion. There's a spell here to take us to the king. We can vanquish him with the potion and then move on.

–

Paige stood up from her bed in the hospital and stood next to Phoebe's. Paige held up her hand.

"Goodbye, sister." Fire shot from her hand, hitting a white force field that Prue and Piper set in place. The fire collected into a large ball. "What the hell?" The fireball flew back at Paige, knocking her into the wall, unconscious.

–

"This is the potion," Prue said, holding up a red potion.

"Good, let's get this over with." Prue and Piper looked down at the Book together.

"Wait," Piper said, "It's says 'sisters three', rhymed with, be."

"But we can replace it with two, rhymed with do. And they should freeze. Let's just go."

"Evil spawn from evil's thorn,

Take us to where they are born,

Lift us up, we sisters two,

Lift us up, powers that do." Lights shimmered around the sisters, and dispersed, taking them from the manor.

–

Prue and Piper appeared in a cave.

"Piper, now!" Piper froze the cave. All the demons except one froze. Prue ran up and threw the potion at the unfrozen demon, vanquishing him.

"Now Phoebe." Prue grabbed Piper's hand and astralled them away.

–

Appearing in the hospital room, Prue and Piper see Paige unconscious on the floor."

"Prue, she's unconscious. That means the spell is weakened. We have to cast the spell. Prue waved her handing, causing the poppet to appear, a drop of blood still on it's chest. Prue and Piper got in the same positions as before and began to chant.

"Troubled blood with sleeps' unease,

remove the cause of this disease." Phoebe opened her eyes and gasped as she sat up.

"What's going on?" Prue and Piper hugged Phoebe and smiled. Paige stood up slowly, and held up her hand.

"Prue! Piper!" Prue waved her hand, sending Paige into a wall. Paige stood back up.

"So, what now? Are you going to kill me?"

Paige held up her hand.

"Power of Three spell?"

"Sure."

"The Power of Three will set us free.

The Power of Three will set us free.

The Power of Three will set us free. "

Paige screamed as fire erupted over her body and she exploded.

"It's not enough," Phoebe said, "We need to kill the Source."

"Bring him on."

–

The next day, Phoebe and Prue sat on the steps to the manor.

"It's good to have you back. But do you realize what we did?"

"What do you mean?"

"We vanquished our sister."

"She was never our sister. She was a warlock. She's evil. And it's over."

"I know, it's just that what you guys told me? It's just amazing. Another sister? She could have been a powerful ally." Piper walked out of the manor, obviously happy, smiling.

"What are you so happy about?"

"Yeah," said Prue, "What was with the phone call."

"Do you remember last year when we went to the future and we saw my little girl?"

"Yeah. Why."

"That was my doctor. I'm pregnant!"

"Piper! That's great!" Phoebe got up and led Piper into the manor. Prue stood up and walked after them. She looked out the door and flicked her finger. The door closed telekinetically.