HENRY'S POV
Awhile later Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Henry and Sam are in the car on their way to Los Angeles.
Prue shakes her head. "The Charmed Ones?" Phoebe, Sam, this is insane."
"Are you telling me that nothing strange happened to you today?" "You didn't freeze time or move anything?"
"Roger took an exhibit away from me. All right, look, Phoebe, I know that you think you can see the future which is pretty crazy." "You got Sam and Henry thinking that Sam has each one of our powers and that she can disappear in a flurry of all the elements."
"It's twue, Pwue, Henry's book says it all.
"Sam, that book is just on fairytales, not on our lives, okay- that's the reason why you two are seeing Archie. "To get them out of you're head."
"Even if you don't want to believe me, just once can't you trust me?" Phoebe said.
Prue sighs, "Phoebe, I do not have special powers."
Phoebe sighs, "Really? That looked pretty special to me."
Prue frowns, "Oh my god. So, um, I can move things with my mind?"
Phoebe nods, "With how much you hold inside, you should be a lethal weapon by now."
Prue frowns, "I don't believe it."
Phoebe nods looking at Piper, "This must mean that you can freeze time." She looks at Prue. "Are you okay?"
Prue shakes her head, "No, I'm not okay. You turned me into a witch."
Phoebe sighs, "You were born one. We all were. And I think we better start to deal with it."
"You're right, Phoebe, you all have to learn to deal with you're powers."
Phoebe nods, "When I was looking through the Book of Shadows, I saw these wood carvings. They looked like something out of a bosch paintings. All these terrifying images of three women battling different incarnations of evil."
Prue frowned. "Evil fighting evil, that's a twist."
Phoebe shook her head. "Actually, a witch can be either good or evil. "A good witch follows the Wiccan rede. 'An it harm none, do what ye will.' A bad witch or a warlock has but one goal: to kill good witches and retain their powers. Unfortunately, they look like regular people. They could be anyone, anywhere."
Prue sighs, "And this has what to do with us?"
Phoebe, Sam and I nodded our heads. "Well, in the first wood carving, they were in the slumber, but in the second one, they were battling some kind of warlock," I said. "Phoebe nodded. " think as long as we were in the dark about our powers we were safe- not anymore."
An hour later, we pull up to the cemetery and get out.
I looked around at the group of people. "I wonder which one is Buffy, Dawn and Celia that's going to be coming to live with you guys, I'm excited to see if Celia's my age. "Sammy and I will have someone else to hang out with."
Prue shrugs. "I don't know. Mr. Timothy said he would meet us here with them."
A man walks up to them with a young blonde girl, a brown haired girl, and a little girl that had blonde hair like Buffy. Like Sam, she was adorable. "Prudence Halliwell?"
Prue nods. "Yes. But you can call me Prue. "I gather you're Timothy Smith?"
Timothy nodded. "Yes and this is Buffy, Dawn and Celia."
"Hi. So you're my cousins," Buffy and Dawn say at the same time. Celia just stares at us and waves her hand at us.
Timothy turned to Celia then back at Prue. "Celia doesn't talk anymore, she's become mute. She is traumatized as she saw her grandmothers body.
A minute later, Buffy, Dawn and Celia were not looking at the people, just at the grave with us with a few people that Joyce must have known. Buffy had her arms around Celia and Dawn, offering every comfort she had. Dawn was the same age as 10, Celia and me was 7.
BUFFY'S POV
A minister speaks, but his words seem distant to my ears. "…We commend to God. Joyce Summers…" I hold her tears- I had to be strong for my daughter and sister.
Dawn, Celia and I stared at the coffin as they lower it to the ground. By now, I am crying. I looked at Dawn and Celia. Dawn is crying, but Celia isn't- I was worried, she hasn't cried not once, not even when she saw her grandmother's body. She wasn't coping very well."
A man digs into a pile of dirt with a sharp, gravelly crunch and then casts the first pile of dirt into the casket."…Earth to Earth…"
"…ashes to ashes. Dust to dust… May the Lord bless her and keep her, may the lord look after her. "Amen."
The service ends and Prue, Phoebe, Piper, Sam and Henry are the first to hug me, Dawn and Celia before other people do."
Timothy turns to us. "In Joyce's will everything is left to Buffy, Dawn and her granddaughter, Celia. The house will be sold and the proceeds from the estate sale will be put in in a trust for when Buffy and Dawn graduates high school- there is a trust for Celia too."
Buffy, if there is anything you, Dawn and you're daughter wants to keep, I suggest you take it with you."
Prue nodded. "We will pack up Buffy, Dawn and Celia wants to take with them tonight. We will stay tonight and then head back to San Francisco, Storybrooke."
SAM'S POV
The next day they headed back to San Francisco, Storybrooke. I noticed the book that Buffy had in her lap. Celia was next to her and Dawn was sitting next to me, Henry, Phoebe was next to Henry and Piper was in the front with us."
"What's that?" I asked Buffy. Buffy laid the book in her lap, "Dawn, Celia and I found it in the attic. It was in of mom's stuff."
My eyes go wide in surprise. Henry saw it too, his eyes going wide. "Sam, that's a replica of you're book."
"Uh, Prue, Piper, Phoebe, you should see this," I said.
Prue pulls the car over and Piper and Prue turn around to face us.
Phoebe holds up the book Buffy was holding."
Piper's eyes go wide. "You brought the book with you?" "No, it's Buffy, Dawn and Celia's," I said. "Buffy said she, Dawn and Celia found it in their house," I said.
"You haven't read the book have you?" Prue asked Buffy.
"Just the first page." Dawn said. We all read it."
Buffy nodded. "I thought I couldn't do magic anyways since I'm the Slayer."
"Excuse me, Slayer?" Prue said.
"Into every generation, a Slayer is born. "One girl in the entire world, a Chosen One." "One born with the strength and skill to fight the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. To stop the spread of their evil, and the swell of their numbers." She is the Slayer."
Prue frowns, "Charmed Ones, Chosen One, Slayer. This is… We'll figure this out when we get back to the manor."
Five hours later, we dropped Henry back to Regina and pulled up at the Manor. Buffy, Dawn and Celia's eyes go wide as they saw the Manor. "That's your house?" Buffy and Said at the same time."
"Yes, and now it's you're home too. "It was left to us by Grams."
Buffy frowns, "Grams?"
"Yes that what we called her. "She is our grandmother. "She would be your grandmother also since she was Joyce's mother." "And she would be Celia great grandmother."
They helped Buffy, Dawn and Celia take their things up to their new rooms.
Buffy's Room was next to Phoebe's and is the fourth bedroom, Dawn's is the sixth bedroom next to me and I'm now in the middle because Celia's is in the seventh room.
HENRY'S POV
Awhile later Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Henry and Sam are in the car on their way to Los Angeles.
Prue shakes her head. "The Charmed Ones?" Phoebe, Sam, this is insane."
"Are you telling me that nothing strange happened to you today?" "You didn't freeze time or move anything?"
"Roger took an exhibit away from me. All right, look, Phoebe, I know that you think you can see the future which is pretty crazy." "You got Sam and Henry thinking that Sam has each one of our powers and that she can disappear in a flurry of all the elements."
"It's twue, Pwue, Henry's book says it all.
"Sam, that book is just on fairytales, not on our lives, okay- that's the reason why you two are seeing Archie. "To get them out of you're head."
"Even if you don't want to believe me, just once can't you trust me?" Phoebe said.
Prue sighs, "Phoebe, I do not have special powers."
Phoebe sighs, "Really? That looked pretty special to me."
Prue frowns, "Oh my god. So, um, I can move things with my mind?"
Phoebe nods, "With how much you hold inside, you should be a lethal weapon by now."
Prue frowns, "I don't believe it."
Phoebe nods looking at Piper, "This must mean that you can freeze time." She looks at Prue. "Are you okay?"
Prue shakes her head, "No, I'm not okay. You turned me into a witch."
Phoebe sighs, "You were born one. We all were. And I think we better start to deal with it."
"You're right, Phoebe, you all have to learn to deal with you're powers."
Phoebe nods, "When I was looking through the Book of Shadows, I saw these wood carvings. They looked like something out of a bosch paintings. All these terrifying images of three women battling different incarnations of evil."
Prue frowned. "Evil fighting evil, that's a twist."
Phoebe shook her head. "Actually, a witch can be either good or evil. "A good witch follows the Wiccan rede. 'An it harm none, do what ye will.' A bad witch or a warlock has but one goal: to kill good witches and retain their powers. Unfortunately, they look like regular people. They could be anyone, anywhere."
Prue sighs, "And this has what to do with us?"
Phoebe, Sam and I nodded our heads. "Well, in the first wood carving, they were in the slumber, but in the second one, they were battling some kind of warlock," I said. "Phoebe nodded. " think as long as we were in the dark about our powers we were safe- not anymore."
An hour later, we pull up to the cemetery and get out.
I looked around at the group of people. "I wonder which one is Buffy, Dawn and Celia that's going to be coming to live with you guys, I'm excited to see if Celia's my age. "Sammy and I will have someone else to hang out with."
Prue shrugs. "I don't know. Mr. Timothy said he would meet us here with them."
A man walks up to them with a young blonde girl, a brown haired girl, and a little girl that had blonde hair like Buffy. Like Sam, she was adorable. "Prudence Halliwell?"
Prue nods. "Yes. But you can call me Prue. "I gather you're Timothy Smith?"
Timothy nodded. "Yes and this is Buffy, Dawn and Celia."
"Hi. So you're my cousins," Buffy and Dawn say at the same time. Celia just stares at us and waves her hand at us.
Timothy turned to Celia then back at Prue. "Celia doesn't talk anymore, she's become mute. She is traumatized as she saw her grandmothers body.
A minute later, Buffy, Dawn and Celia were not looking at the people, just at the grave with us with a few people that Joyce must have known. Buffy had her arms around Celia and Dawn, offering every comfort she had. Dawn was the same age as 10, Celia and me was 7.
BUFFY'S POV
A minister speaks, but his words seem distant to my ears. "…We commend to God. Joyce Summers…" I hold her tears- I had to be strong for my daughter and sister.
Dawn, Celia and I stared at the coffin as they lower it to the ground. By now, I am crying. I looked at Dawn and Celia. Dawn is crying, but Celia isn't- I was worried, she hasn't cried not once, not even when she saw her grandmother's body. She wasn't coping very well."
A man digs into a pile of dirt with a sharp, gravelly crunch and then casts the first pile of dirt into the casket."…Earth to Earth…"
"…ashes to ashes. Dust to dust… May the Lord bless her and keep her, may the lord look after her. "Amen."
The service ends and Prue, Phoebe, Piper, Sam and Henry are the first to hug me, Dawn and Celia before other people do."
Timothy turns to us. "In Joyce's will everything is left to Buffy, Dawn and her granddaughter, Celia. The house will be sold and the proceeds from the estate sale will be put in in a trust for when Buffy and Dawn graduates high school- there is a trust for Celia too."
Buffy, if there is anything you, Dawn and you're daughter wants to keep, I suggest you take it with you."
Prue nodded. "We will pack up Buffy, Dawn and Celia wants to take with them tonight. We will stay tonight and then head back to San Francisco, Storybrooke."
SAM'S POV
The next day they headed back to San Francisco, Storybrooke. I noticed the book that Buffy had in her lap. Celia was next to her and Dawn was sitting next to me, Henry, Phoebe was next to Henry and Piper was in the front with us."
"What's that?" I asked Buffy. Buffy laid the book in her lap, "Dawn, Celia and I found it in the attic. It was in of mom's stuff."
My eyes go wide in surprise. Henry saw it too, his eyes going wide. "Sam, that's a replica of you're book."
"Uh, Prue, Piper, Phoebe, you should see this," I said.
Prue pulls the car over and Piper and Prue turn around to face us.
Phoebe holds up the book Buffy was holding."
Piper's eyes go wide. "You brought the book with you?" "No, it's Buffy, Dawn and Celia's," I said. "Buffy said she, Dawn and Celia found it in their house," I said.
"You haven't read the book have you?" Prue asked Buffy.
"Just the first page." Dawn said. We all read it."
Buffy nodded. "I thought I couldn't do magic anyways since I'm the Slayer."
"Excuse me, Slayer?" Prue said.
"Into every generation, a Slayer is born. "One girl in the entire world, a Chosen One." "One born with the strength and skill to fight the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. To stop the spread of their evil, and the swell of their numbers." She is the Slayer."
Prue frowns, "Charmed Ones, Chosen One, Slayer. This is… We'll figure this out when we get back to the manor."
Five hours later, we dropped Henry back to Regina and pulled up at the Manor. Buffy, Dawn and Celia's eyes go wide as they saw the Manor. "That's your house?" Buffy and Said at the same time."
"Yes, and now it's you're home too. "It was left to us by Grams."
Buffy frowns, "Grams?"
"Yes that what we called her. "She is our grandmother. "She would be your grandmother also since she was Joyce's mother." "And she would be Celia great grandmother."
They helped Buffy, Dawn and Celia take their things up to their new rooms.
Buffy's Room was next to Phoebe's and is the fourth bedroom, Dawn's is the sixth bedroom next to me and I'm now in the middle because Celia's is in the seventh room.
HENRY'S POV
Awhile later Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Henry and Sam are in the car on their way to Los Angeles.
Prue shakes her head. "The Charmed Ones?" Phoebe, Sam, this is insane."
"Are you telling me that nothing strange happened to you today?" "You didn't freeze time or move anything?"
"Roger took an exhibit away from me. All right, look, Phoebe, I know that you think you can see the future which is pretty crazy." "You got Sam and Henry thinking that Sam has each one of our powers and that she can disappear in a flurry of all the elements."
"It's twue, Pwue, Henry's book says it all.
"Sam, that book is just on fairytales, not on our lives, okay- that's the reason why you two are seeing Archie. "To get them out of you're head."
"Even if you don't want to believe me, just once can't you trust me?" Phoebe said.
Prue sighs, "Phoebe, I do not have special powers."
Phoebe sighs, "Really? That looked pretty special to me."
Prue frowns, "Oh my god. So, um, I can move things with my mind?"
Phoebe nods, "With how much you hold inside, you should be a lethal weapon by now."
Prue frowns, "I don't believe it."
Phoebe nods looking at Piper, "This must mean that you can freeze time." She looks at Prue. "Are you okay?"
Prue shakes her head, "No, I'm not okay. You turned me into a witch."
Phoebe sighs, "You were born one. We all were. And I think we better start to deal with it."
"You're right, Phoebe, you all have to learn to deal with you're powers."
Phoebe nods, "When I was looking through the Book of Shadows, I saw these wood carvings. They looked like something out of a bosch paintings. All these terrifying images of three women battling different incarnations of evil."
Prue frowned. "Evil fighting evil, that's a twist."
Phoebe shook her head. "Actually, a witch can be either good or evil. "A good witch follows the Wiccan rede. 'An it harm none, do what ye will.' A bad witch or a warlock has but one goal: to kill good witches and retain their powers. Unfortunately, they look like regular people. They could be anyone, anywhere."
Prue sighs, "And this has what to do with us?"
Phoebe, Sam and I nodded our heads. "Well, in the first wood carving, they were in the slumber, but in the second one, they were battling some kind of warlock," I said. "Phoebe nodded. " think as long as we were in the dark about our powers we were safe- not anymore."
An hour later, we pull up to the cemetery and get out.
I looked around at the group of people. "I wonder which one is Buffy, Dawn and Celia that's going to be coming to live with you guys, I'm excited to see if Celia's my age. "Sammy and I will have someone else to hang out with."
Prue shrugs. "I don't know. Mr. Timothy said he would meet us here with them."
A man walks up to them with a young blonde girl, a brown haired girl, and a little girl that had blonde hair like Buffy. Like Sam, she was adorable. "Prudence Halliwell?"
Prue nods. "Yes. But you can call me Prue. "I gather you're Timothy Smith?"
Timothy nodded. "Yes and this is Buffy, Dawn and Celia."
"Hi. So you're my cousins," Buffy and Dawn say at the same time. Celia just stares at us and waves her hand at us.
Timothy turned to Celia then back at Prue. "Celia doesn't talk anymore, she's become mute. She is traumatized as she saw her grandmothers body.
A minute later, Buffy, Dawn and Celia were not looking at the people, just at the grave with us with a few people that Joyce must have known. Buffy had her arms around Celia and Dawn, offering every comfort she had. Dawn was the same age as 10, Celia and me was 7.
BUFFY'S POV
A minister speaks, but his words seem distant to my ears. "…We commend to God. Joyce Summers…" I hold her tears- I had to be strong for my daughter and sister.
Dawn, Celia and I stared at the coffin as they lower it to the ground. By now, I am crying. I looked at Dawn and Celia. Dawn is crying, but Celia isn't- I was worried, she hasn't cried not once, not even when she saw her grandmother's body. She wasn't coping very well."
A man digs into a pile of dirt with a sharp, gravelly crunch and then casts the first pile of dirt into the casket."…Earth to Earth…"
"…ashes to ashes. Dust to dust… May the Lord bless her and keep her, may the lord look after her. "Amen."
The service ends and Prue, Phoebe, Piper, Sam and Henry are the first to hug me, Dawn and Celia before other people do."
Timothy turns to us. "In Joyce's will everything is left to Buffy, Dawn and her granddaughter, Celia. The house will be sold and the proceeds from the estate sale will be put in in a trust for when Buffy and Dawn graduates high school- there is a trust for Celia too."
Buffy, if there is anything you, Dawn and you're daughter wants to keep, I suggest you take it with you."
Prue nodded. "We will pack up Buffy, Dawn and Celia wants to take with them tonight. We will stay tonight and then head back to San Francisco, Storybrooke."
SAM'S POV
The next day they headed back to San Francisco, Storybrooke. I noticed the book that Buffy had in her lap. Celia was next to her and Dawn was sitting next to me, Henry, Phoebe was next to Henry and Piper was in the front with us."
"What's that?" I asked Buffy. Buffy laid the book in her lap, "Dawn, Celia and I found it in the attic. It was in of mom's stuff."
My eyes go wide in surprise. Henry saw it too, his eyes going wide. "Sam, that's a replica of you're book."
"Uh, Prue, Piper, Phoebe, you should see this," I said.
Prue pulls the car over and Piper and Prue turn around to face us.
Phoebe holds up the book Buffy was holding."
Piper's eyes go wide. "You brought the book with you?" "No, it's Buffy, Dawn and Celia's," I said. "Buffy said she, Dawn and Celia found it in their house," I said.
"You haven't read the book have you?" Prue asked Buffy.
"Just the first page." Dawn said. We all read it."
Buffy nodded. "I thought I couldn't do magic anyways since I'm the Slayer."
"Excuse me, Slayer?" Prue said.
"Into every generation, a Slayer is born. "One girl in the entire world, a Chosen One." "One born with the strength and skill to fight the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. To stop the spread of their evil, and the swell of their numbers." She is the Slayer."
Prue frowns, "Charmed Ones, Chosen One, Slayer. This is… We'll figure this out when we get back to the manor."
Five hours later, we dropped Henry back to Regina and pulled up at the Manor. Buffy, Dawn and Celia's eyes go wide as they saw the Manor. "That's your house?" Buffy and Said at the same time."
"Yes, and now it's you're home too. "It was left to us by Grams."
Buffy frowns, "Grams?"
"Yes that what we called her. "She is our grandmother. "She would be your grandmother also since she was Joyce's mother." "And she would be Celia great grandmother."
They helped Buffy, Dawn and Celia take their things up to their new rooms.
Buffy's Room was next to Phoebe's and is the fourth bedroom, Dawn's is the sixth bedroom next to me and I'm now in the middle because Celia's is in the seventh room.
PRUE'S POV
I'm going to take Phoebe and Sam to the Pharmacy to get their prescription. "Sam's broken arm is bothering her again. "I'm getting pain relief. "Piper, don't you have a date with Jeremy tonight?" I asked Piper.
Piper nodded. "Yep."
I see that Dawn and Celia have come into Buffy's room. They were sitting on Buffy's bed. Buffy hugged her daughter. Buffy has Aunt Joyce's Book of Shadows on her new bed.
I smiled. "Buffy, do you think you, Dawn and Celia will be okay for a while?"
Buffy nodded. "We'll be fine, Prue." "Mum used to leave me with Dawn and Celia when she went to work."
At the Pharmacy, the woman has Phoebe and Sam's prescription. "I'll be right back with you and you're sisters prescription.
I looked at the Pharmacist. "Excuse me, where do you keep the aspirin?"
"Aisle three," the Pharmacist said."
We wonder up the aisle. "You know, I'm not afraid of our powers… I mean everyone inherits something from their family, right?" Phoebe said.
"Yeah, money, antiques, a strong disposition. That's what normal people inherit," I told Phoebe. "We apparently have powers. "We also have three kids to raise, as well as a teenage girl, who is a Slayer and they may have powers as well."
"Sam does. "When we fell off the bike, I fell, but Sam… she disappeared in a flurry of the elements." Phoebe grimaced. "I think Regina saw the whole thing, she really does have a soft spot for Sam. Regina's Sam's godmother and Henry knows about Magic because we were talking about it on the way home…" "Henry is Sam's best friend besides Ruby who's her best friend too," Phoebe said.
I sighed. "I just want my life to be normal…" "I think Buffy would too, she'd want her daughter to have a normal life too, especially Dawn."
Phoebe shook her head. "Well, we can't change what happened. We can't undo our or Dawn, Buffy and Celia's destiny."
I nodded my head. "Do you see any aspirin?"
"No, but I read Phoebe's mind… she sees chamomile tea," Sam told me.
"What!" "You can read minds… "This is scary," I said.
"No, I think it's cool, Phoebe's thinking of you're dad," Sam said.
"Hey, back off… those thoughts are private," Phoebe said, annoyed.
I sighed. "Look, I have just found out that I'm a witch, that my sisters are witches, just found that out that Aunt Joyce died and could have been a witch, our three cousins maybe a witch and that Buffy is also a Slayer, and that we have powers and that we have powers that will apparently unleash all forms of evil. Evil that is apparently going to come looking for us. So excuse me Phoebe, but I'm not exactly in a homeopathic mood right now."
Phoebe nodded. ""Then move your headache out of your mind."
"Yeah, Pwue, Henry might have magic too, he's the Saviors son," Sam told me.
I sigh. "Samantha, get this into you're thick head, the fairytales that you and Henry believe in are not true, Regina isn't the evil queen as far as I know, Snow White/ Mary Margaret is not our aunty, and isn't mum's sister and isn't Henry's grandmother."
"Is too, the fairytale book is true," Sam says.
I stare angrily at Phoebe and Sam and a bottle of aspirin flies off the shelf and Prue catches it. "You move things when you're upset," Phoebe told Prue."
"This is ridiculous! I thought that you landed on your arm, not your head, you too Sam."
Phoebe and Sam smiled at me. "You don't believe us."
"Of course I don't believe you." "Or Buffy." "I don't think she's coping very well- I think she's creating Vampires as her way to cope with the loss of her mother."
Sam looked at the shelf with the potato chips on it. She blinked her eyes and the next thing we know, a packet of her favorite chicken chips fly's into her arms. "Yes," she said in delight.
"Sam, put them back, NOW!" I told her, but Sam shook her head. "No."
I sighed. My migraine was getting worse, I didn't want a tantrum so I gave in. "Fine," I answered her. "Keep them."
Phoebe smiled at me and looked at Sam and they laughed evilly. I just glared at them.
Sam must have read Phoebe's mind again because both of them said in unison, "Ro-ger." More bottles of aspirin flew off the shelf. "Now let's talk about Dad and see what happens?" Phoebe told me.
I shook my head. "No, he's dead, Phoebe."
"No, he isn't, he moved from New York," Sam said, reading Phoebe's mind again.
"SAM!" Phoebe nearly yelled at Sam and Sam jumped.
"No, he died the day he left mom- way before Sammy was born," I said."
Phoebe frowned. "Prue, he's always been a big button pusher for you." "You're mad he's alive, you're mad I tried to find him, and you're mad I came back. Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad." All the medicines and bottles fly off the shelves. "Feel better?" Phoebe and Sam say at the same time.
I nodded. "Lots."
Phoebe smiled. "The Book of Shadows said our powers will grow."
I frowned. "Grow to what?" I said and Phoebe, Sam and I laugh.
PIPER'S POV
In a cab, I'm sitting with Jeremy. In my lap, I'm holding a box of fortune cookies. I looked at Jeremy. "Has anything weird or unexplainable ever happened to you?"
Jeremy nodded. "Sure, it's called luck or fate or some people call it miracles. Why? What happened?" Jeremy asked.
He'd think I was crazy so I shake my head. "Forget it. Even if I could tell you, you'd swear I was crazy. Now open your fortune cookie." I hand him one.
"Okay." He opens it and reads the bit of paper that came with it. "Soon you will be on top."
"Can you make a left on 7th please," Jeremy told the driver.
The driver heads towards where Jeremy said to go.
I frown. "Hey, I thought that we were going to your place." He was up to something.
Jeremy smiled. "We are, but you reminded me of something- I wanna show you something."
They step inside an elevator. Jeremy pressed the button and the elevator started to go up. "You're gonna love this- you'll probably tell Prue, Phoebe, Sam, Buffy, Dawn, and Celia the instant you see them."
"How did you know that Phoebe came home, or that Buffy, Dawn and Celia were living with us." "I've never motioned Buffy, Dawn and Celia to you."
Jeremy smiles. "Whoops." He pulls out a knife.
Piper blinked. "What is that?"
"It's your surprise," he said, smiling."
I backed away from him. "Jeremy, stop it, you're scaring me. Damn it! I'm serious!"
Jeremy nodded. "So am I." "I've waited a good six months for this- ever since Grams went to the hospital. I've known for some quite time that the moment that old witch croaked that all your powers would be released." "Powers that would reveal themselves as soon as the four of you got together again." "All that was needed was for Phoebe to return. "Buffy, Dawn and Celia being the last Halliwell's- oh, but wait, no, there's three more that you didn't know." "But I'm not gonna tell you." "They're not a threat yet, because they haven't come into their powers yet, and won't for a while, because of the curse that the Evil Queen casts on the fairytale characters- they're lost in time with no memory of their past lives."
I was shocked- what Sammy and Henry have been trying to tell us about the town being cursed was true. Regina was Sam's godmother, I still trusted her."
Jeremy laughed seeing my shocked face. "Buffy, being the Slayer and her sister Dawn, especially her daughter, Celia- well that will be an added bonus."
I frowned before realizing that it was Jeremy that killed those poor woman." "It was you wasn't it? You killed all those women."
Jeremy shook his head. "Not women, witches!"
"Why?" I asked him.
Jeremy raised his hand and flames come out of his fingertips. "It was the only way to get their powers." (In a demonic voice.) "And now I want yours."
I scream as Jeremy raised his arm about to stab me. in defense, I raised my hands up and he freezes, making the elevator freeze as well. "Okay, think, stay calm. "Think, think, think." "I gotta get outta here. I climb unto the next floor.
Jeremy unfreezes and he grabs my leg. He tries to pull me back into the elevator but I grab a wooden two-by-four and hits him over the head. He falls to the floor unconscious.
BUFFY'S POV
Back at the manor, Prue, Phoebe and Sam have returned home over an hour ago and Prue had put Dawn, Celia and Sam to bed.
I come bounding down the stairs. "What's for dinner, I'm hungry."
Phoebe pressed play on the answering machine. "Prue, it's Roger. I've decided to let you come back to work. Seriously, let's talk. Bye."
Prue comes in holding a cat. "Piper's definitely not home unless she's turned into a cat."
"How'd the cat get in?" Phoebe said, frowning.
I walk up to them. "Sorry, Dawn, Celia and I thought it belonged to you guys."
Prue nodded. "Its okay, Buffy, you didn't know. She looks at Phoebe. "Did Piper leave a message?"
Phoebe shook her head. "She's probably still out with Jeremy. Roger called."
Prue frowned. "Yeah, I heard, that asshole."
The front door opens and Piper walked in. "Prue?"
Phoebe nodded. "In here." Piper locked the doors. "Piper?" Phoebe said, confused.
Prue frowned. "Oh my God, what is it? What's wrong?" Prue touched Piper, trying to get her to calm down.
"Lock the doors- check the windows- especially with kids in the house." "We don't have a lot of time." "Phoebe, in the Book of Shadows, did it say how to get rid of a..."
Phoebe nodded. "Warlock?" She heads up the stairs.
My eyes went wide at the realization. "A Warlock?"
Prue blinked. "Oh my God. I'm calling the cops."
"And tell them what?" "That we're witches?" "That some freak with powers beyond comprehension is trying to kill us?" "Even if the cops did come, they'd be no match for Jeremy, and we'd be next- we have to think about Dawn, Celia and Sam." "We have to protect them."
I nodded. "Piper's right, I would hate to think what would happen if he got his hands on my daughter, sister and little cousin." "Got a sword or stake lying around?"
"I found the answer, it's our only hope, come on," Phoebe told us and we headed upstairs to meet her."
We sit around a low table in a circle. We place candles in a circle around us.
Prue nods. "Okay, we've placed the nine candles anointed with oil and spices in a circle."
"Wait, I only count eight," Piper said, frowning.
"You forgot this one." Phoebe holds up a birthday candle.
Piper frowned. "A birthday candle?"
Phoebe shrugged. "I guess Grams was a little low on witch supplies."
"Alright, we need the puppet," Prue said.
Piper nodded. "Got it." She drops it in the pot.
Phoebe lights the birthday candle and puts it in the pot.
"Right, we're set. "We're ready to cast the spell," Prue said."
Piper sighs, "Okay, first I'll make it stronger." She gets a rose and places it on top of the puppet. "Your love with wither and depart, from my life and my heart, let me be, Jeremy, and go away forever." She presses the rose thorn into the puppet and places it in the pot. "Okay, the spell's complete."
Prue nodded. "Let's hope it works."
They watch the puppet and rose burn. It then explodes and catches on fire.
They start cleaning up. Phoebe picks up the pot and has a premonition. "Wait! It didn't work."
Prue and Piper and I blinked. "What?"
"The spell, it didn't work."
Prue frowned, "How do you know?"
"When I touched the pot, I had a flash. "I saw Jeremy."
Prue frowns, "You touched the pot and you saw him?"
Phoebe nods, "He's on his way here."
They run out of the attic and go to get Sam, Dawn and Celia heads down the stairs. They run to the door and Prue opens it. Jeremy is standing there. Piper, Buffy, Dawn, Celia, Sam and Phoebe screamed."
Jeremy smiles, "Hello, ladies."
Prue stands in front of Phoebe, Buffy and Piper, Dawn, Celia and Sam. They slowly walk backwards. Prue raises her head uses her power and he hits the wall.
"Piper… Phoebe, take Buffy, the kids and get out of here now!" They run upstairs.
Jeremy smiles, "Cool parlor trick, bitch." You were always the tough one weren't you, Prue?"
Prue uses her powers again he hits the wall. She runs upstairs. "Phoebe, you're right, our powers are growing." "Put as many things against the door as you can."
Sam and Celia stand there as Prue, Piper, Phoebe and I push a dresser against the door and put a chair on top of it.
(Jeremy in Demonic voice) "You can't keep me out, "My powers are stronger than yours." He laughs.
"Do you think a chair will stop me?" The chair slides off the dresser. "Do you think a dresser will stop me?" The dresser slides away from the door. "Have you witches figured it out yet? Nothing, nothing can keep us away." He laughs again.
Piper frowned. "What do we do? We're trapped."
The door explodes and there stands Jeremy. Prue, Piper, Sam, Dawn, Celia, Phoebe and I scream.
Buffy steps between them and Jeremy." "How about a Slayer?" She starts throwing punches on him.
"Come on, we'll face him together. Do you remember the spirit board?" Prue asked us.
"The inscription on the back." Piper said.
"The power of four will set us free." They hold hands. "Come on, we gotta say it together. Buffy get over here."
Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Sam, Dawn, and Celia say together, "The power of four will set us free." They continue the chant over and over. Then strong wind blows around them. They keep chanting.
Buffy joins Prue, Piper, Sam Phoebe, Dawn and Celia as she clasps hands with Prue. She starts to chant with them.
Jeremy nods, "I am not the only one! "I am one of millions!" "In places you can't even imagine!" "In forms you would never believe!" "We are hell on earth!" He explodes and disappears.
Prue smiles, "The power of four."
Phoebe shakes her head, "The Power of Four, the Charmed Slayer and our Charmed cousins."
PRUE'S POV
The next morning, I walked outside and grabbed the paper.
Andy smiles, "Good morning!" He's holding a paper and a cup of coffee.
I smiled. "Hey, this is a surprise."
Andy nods, "I've been feeling really guilty about that bad cup of coffee. "I just want to make it up to you."
I smiled. "So, you brought me a good cup of coffee?"
Andy shook his head, "Oh this?" "No, this is mine. "I, uh, just wanted to ask you out to dinner. "Unless of course you're afraid."
I shake her head, "Afraid of what?"
Andy nods, "Oh, you know, having too good of time, stirring up old memories, rekindling and old flame."
"Hmm, good point, better not," I told him.
Buffy, Sam, Celia and Dawn come running out of the house.
They stop upon seeing Andy.
Buffy, Sam, Dawn and Celia smile and wave. "Hi." She looks at Prue and points at the paper, "I was going to get that for you." "Sam, Dawn and Celia wanted to come with me.
Andy nodded. "Okay." "Friday night, eight o'clock?"
"You're hesitating." He looks at Buffy, Dawn and Celia. "And who might these people be?"
I smiled, "Yeah, but it's not what you think. "It's just that my life has gotten a bit complicated." "And this young lady, and her sister and daughter is one of the reasons why it's different". "Andy I would like you to meet Buffy, Dawn, and Celia…"
Buffy smiled. "Halliwell." "It's Halliwell." "Buffy, Dawn and Celia Halliwell."
Sam, Dawn, Celia and I blinked. "Halliwell?"
Buffy nodded. "Yes, it was mom's maiden name, and my father isn't a part of our lives anymore, so…"
I nod in understanding. "Halliwell it is then."
Celia nods. "I like Halliwell better."
I look at Andy. Buffy, Dawn, and Celia are Phoebe, Piper, Sam and our cousins."
"They're mother was our aunt on mom's side. "Aunt Joyce recently passed away so we're going to be looking after them now."
Andy smiled. "So, now you have a teenager and three kids to raise- that will be hard work."
I smile. "I have my sisters and Sam's godmother, Regina Mills to help me."
"It is a pleasure to meet you Buffy, Dawn and Celia."
Buffy smiles, "It's nice to meet you too, Andy."
I nods as I look at Andy. "Can I call you?"
Andy gives her his card. "Take care, Prue. It was a pleasure to meet you, Buffy, Dawn and Celia."
Prue nods, "Bye, Andy."
Buffy, Sam, Dawn and Celia wave."
Phoebe and Piper come outside.
Phoebe's holding the cat." "It's Andy. "I told you I heard a man's voice."
Piper nods, "Is that why you sent Buffy, Sam, Dawn and Celia out to spy on them?" Piper asked Phoebe.
Buffy smiled. "What did he want?"
I nod. "He asked me out."
Piper smiles, "And you said ...?"
I nod, "I started to say yes and then I stopped. "I wondered if I could date." "I mean, do witches date?"
Piper nods, "Not only do they date but they usually get the best guys."
Phoebe, Piper, Sam, Dawn, Celia and Buffy laugh.
I shook my head, "You six will not be laughing when this happens to you." "Believe me, everything will be different now."
Phoebe nodded. "Well, at least our lives won't be boring."
I sigh. "But they'll never be the same."
Buffy rolls her eyes, "Mine hasn't been the same since I found out I was the Slayer- getting pregnant with Celia, and mum dying." "Being a witch is just another thing on top of it."
Phoebe nods. "And this is a bad thing?"
I shook my head. "No. "But it could be a big problem."
Piper nods, "Prue's right. "What are we gonna do?"
Phoebe smiles, "What can't we do?"
I nod. "We are gonna be careful, we're gonna be wise and we're gonna stick together." "The same goes for you as well Buffy." "You, Dawn and Celia are not alone anymore."
Buffy smiles, "I know. Day before yesterday I got cousins. "Today I guess we can all say I have three more sisters."
Dawn and Celia and I nodded. "Yes you do."
Piper smiles, "This should be interesting."
They head inside the house. Prue stands inside the house, looks at the door and shuts it with her power.