Sam was staring blankly at the wall. He was wondering where Dean was. He heard baby Laura fussing, her grandparents were trying to soothe her. Jenna was praying hard, once she got the news, she took Laura and took the first flight out.
"There's the doctor." Dana stood up.
"I'll hold Laura." Sam knew, even before the doctor opened his mouth.
Laura was crying when she heard her grandma screaming.
"Devon!" Jenna collapsed on the floor.
"I can't get a hold of anyone. Dean, Paige, Phoebe. None of them are answering their phones or returning my messages." Sam was babysitting, Jenna and her parents were saying goodbye to Devon who died on the operating table. "I don't know either. A random robbery? Maybe someone found out what Devon does for a living. Yeah." Sam sighed. Devon was so young. "Laura's down a uncle. Dean, he doesn't know." Sam knew Dean would want revenge on Devon's murderer. "You take care." Sam hangs up on Rufus. He didn't know Rufus very well, but he called Sam instead of Bobby. Speaking of Bobby? Where was he?
Rufus hangs up the phone. Poor bastard. It was Omaha all over again.
"That's what I get for bringing a kid in the life." He didn't know Devon well, but he was the one that told him about Murphy.
Pioneer, Louisiana
"Argh!" Rufus hacks the dead corpse into tiny little pieces. "Whatever you are drinking, I'm making sure you're dead." Once he was sure that skinwalker was not coming back, he looked up at the young man. "You owe me kid." When Devon handed him a roll of money, Rufus looked up. "I'm no charity case!" He throws it back at the kid.
"It's your half of the money." Devon hands it back. "I'm honest. I hunted this thing, but you finished it. Here." Rufus, not exactly knowing what was going on, cautiously takes it. Twelve hundred. Not bad.
"The hell is this. You some kind of bored Richie Rich?"
"I'm a freelancer hunter. I was hired to do a job, and I came. Thanks."
Rufus just stares at him.
"Who are you?"
"Devon. A hunter. I have to assume you are too? Whatever. I won't ask questions, I'm sure you have your secrets."
When Devon walked away, Rufus stared at the money. A hired job?
"Hey kid!"
Rufus hated working with other hunters. But this Devon kid, he wasn't that bad. Unlike Singer who asked too many questions, or his boys who also asked to many questions, Devon never said a word. Just took jobs, and offered half. Rufus was getting old, plus was aware about the amount of bills that was mounting up.
"You trust this guy? How do you know he's not working for someone else?" Rufus didn't stay alive this long from being stupid.
"I trust him. Always in cash, always under the radar."
"Good enough for me." Personally Rufus thought Devon was being naive, but these days who knows. Those dreams he was having was giving him more grey hair than real life.
It took him awhile to realize who this was, he was Dean's brother in law.
"So you're on the life, to keep your sister out?" Jackass.
"You met my sister? She's the most stubborn woman I know. Once she smells a hunt, she'll be on the road in no time. I had no choice. Thank god she has a baby, hopefully she and her husband retire for good."
"What about you?" It was nearly impossible to leave. Once you're in, it's hard to get out.
"Just a few more cases. I just want to figure out what is making these monsters so strong. And why all of them are leading to Ohio."
Ohio, huh. Guess Devon's higher ups and wondering why themselves.
"So how much are we making this week?" Rufus couldn't believe he was actually making a 'honest' living.
"Damn it kid! Hang on!" He was gone only a few minutes. Devon managed to take care of that wolf, he insisted Rufus to to back to the motel. Once he heard the sirens, he stood up and waved. "Hey! Over here!" None of them better not play the race card, he wasn't in the mood.
"Dead. Just like that." Bobby was looking ahead. He was sympathetic to Rufus' story.
"I'm sorry. Any idea who or what did this?" May be a random murder, but neither was that stupid.
"Don't know. But we have to leave town." Devon may be a nobody, but his sister.
"Sam and Jenna said they got this. Go. I'll start behind and clean up this mess." Bobby was a gruff old man, but also very smart.
"Thanks Bobby. I'm going to pack up. See you later." Rufus walked away.
"Damn kid." Rufus gave him a silent prayer. He knew about the Divine, Who God Really Was, but he didn't care. Faith was way more powerful. "Take care of yourself."
"So what now?" Sam already gave everyone a select form of amnesia. Everyone who came across Rufus never remembered him. As far as everyone knew, Devon was alone and a random passerby called 911.
"I don't know." Jenna bent down to give Laura a bottle. "We have to start making plans, I have to call my publicist." Jenna wished she wasn't a celebrity. "My parents, mom is devastated." Dana refused to leave Devon's side. "Dad is already making arrangements for the funeral." Jenna was trying to hold it together, Sam could see that.
"I can call Dean again."
"Please. I can't do this alone." Jenna sniffled. She was determined not to cry, but she didn't want to upset her daughter more than she already was.
"Dean, it's Sam. Call me back. ASAP." The hell was Dean?
Sam left Jenna and her family at the morgue, they clearly needed to be alone in their grief. He promised Jenna to tell Dean, and to find out who Devon's killer really was. He walked up to Bobby and Rufus who were waiting outside. Both wanted to see the body, but needed permission from the family, who hadn't decided yet.
"How's your sister holding up?" Bobby asked sympathetically.
"Trying to hold it together. Her parents, I don't think they'll ever recover from this."
"No parent ever recovers from losing a child." Bobby knew that all too well, he never forgot about Omaha, Rufus made sure of it.
"I know." As much as Sam wanted to stay, they still had a case. "Samuel. What is that old man up to?"
"Better get our asses to the cannery. I saw Samuel talking to someone, we can start there."
"You're sure this is empty?" It was late at night, the place was still closed. All three didn't take any chances, they weren't sure who or what was lurking around in the dark. Sam was the first to scout, he was the one that was super skilled in magic. Bobby stayed outside, while Rufus made sure there wasn't any stragglers hanging about.
"It's clear. I didn't sense any demons or hex bags." Sam reported.
"No monsters or humans as I can see." Rufus always carried a large blade, but also carried a stun gun. He was pleasantly surprised to find out that electricity worked well on making monsters, making them passive. Total accident, he had to make sure Devon didn't accidentally kill a human since it was so hard to tell nowadays.
"So what exactly what are we hunting?" Bobby asked.
"We can start of with Grandpa. Why he's been hiding this whole time." No way did he trust Samuel. Old man always had a agenda, was willing to sacrifice his own family for his own gains. No wonder Daniel left all those years ago.
"Sounds good to me. Either of you know anything about Samuel?" Bobby met him at Sam's and Dean's joint bachelor party, he didn't say very much.
"Just him being some kind of legendary hunter. Jackass if you ask me."
"No argument there." Sam always was bothered that he was named after that cranky bastard. He swore to be a better father than him. Too bad he that was out the window.
"We should split up." Rufus suggested.
"Are you sure he didn't skip town by now?"
"I worked with the guy, he'll never leave until a job's done. He's here." Sam knew it. A simple blood spell, and he can track down Samuel easily.
"Set our watches, meet back in twenty." Bobby, Sam and Rufus split up.
Rufus had his gun out, loaded with silver bullets. May be useless against monsters, but they still stung. He had his taser ready, it was holy water to those creatures.
'Where are you you cranky bastard.' He was sure he was the one to kill Devon, Devon must have found out something about him. He walked carefully and quietly in the shadows, he had to be extra careful.
"Dammit." Sam felt like kicking himself. He was a witch, but he should have known. Samuel used Sam's own magic against him. Piper's wedding rings were on the ground. Sam left them in the Impala the day they split up. Samuel must have used magic to bring Sam to this spot. Staring at the rings, Sam felt empty. 'I wish things were still different.' Even without kids, they should have have talked things out. Sam was willing to adopt, or foster young kids. When he picked up the rings he heard Piper's voice.
'Help me. Please. Sam, please.'
When he heard a gun click, he quickly turned around.
"Dean?" Dean was holding a gun at Sam's face. "The hell?" Sam wasn't sure if that was Dean or a hallucination, but he held up his own gun at him. "What do you want?"
"I can ask the same thing. One question. What year did dad find out the truth?"
"1973." John didn't start hunting till the early eighties, but Dean was sent back in time by Castiel to see if things were meant to happen. Spoiler alert, nothing they did stopped Fate from going Their way. Both parents lost their memories of meeting 'Mary's cousins.'
"And?"
"And? Mom and Dad fell in love by a cupid. Same with my wife and myself. Deanna was killed by Azazel, and Samuel supposedly died of a stroke. You named Laura after mom." Sam knew how close Dean was to Mary. Her middle name was a tribute to her. Thankfully Dean lowered his weapon. "Dean. The hell were you! I thought you went home!" Sam lowered his own gun, but didn't put it away. Samuel was still lurking about.
"So did I. Last thing I remember was sitting in the Impala. Next thing I remember was waking up in a random motel. I heard about the shooting and figured you came here."
"You seen Samuel?"
"Samuel? Don't tell me the bastard is alive." Dean hoped he died by the shooter or by Bobby or Rufus.
"For now." Sam hated to do this, but he may have to take drastic measures. He gestured to Dean. "Let's stick together. He may be waiting for us." If this was a trap, Sam was ready.
Rufus jumped when he and Bobby faced each other with guns.
"Son of a bitch. Almost put a bullet in you." Good thing Rufus was well trained. "Safety is usually off."
"Same here." Bobby lowered his weapon. "Any signs of Sam?"
"Your boy is around somewhere. Thought I heard voices. Speaking of."
"Dean? The hell were you?"
"I don't remember. Samuel. Any ideas."
"Devon."
"Bobby. Not now." Sam shook his head.
"Devon? Don't tell me he's on a hunt?" Dean knew he did, but he usually stuck to low level cases. Bigger cases like this was left to the pros.
"Dean. Devon. He's dead." Sam saw Dean's shocked face. "He was murdered yesterday. Your wife is in town. She's been trying to get a hold of you."
"Dead? He can't be. SON OF A BITCH!" Dean saw a metal chair and kicked it. No one stopped Dean when he started destroying the room. All Dean felt was fury. He didn't care who heard him, he felt nothing but rage. Once he felt Sam's hand he looked up with sorrowful eyes. "How." Devon was just a kid. Younger than Sam, but still a kid in Dean's eyes.
"He was shot. I'm sorry." Sam grabbed Dean and hugged him. He felt Dean's trembles.
"How's Jen holding up." He knew how close they were.
"Holding up for her parents. Laura's here. You should go see them. Bobby, Rufus and I can solve this case."
"You sure?" Dean wanted to help, but he had to be with his family.
"Go. You need to protect them."
"Thanks Sammy." Once Dean left, all three looked at one another.
"Well?" Bobby was looking at both.
"We don't have time for this. I want him dead." Samuel was too dangerous to leave alive.
"Sounds good to me. Backstabbers are worse than any evil I came across." Rufus says holding up his gun.
"No way did he stick away here. I saw the guy, but he would have left by now."
"Or he's waiting for us to find him. Guy's slippery, but he's a smart bastard."
"Then I'll find him. Make him talk." Why Samuel stuck around Sam had no idea. "If you find him first, let me know. I have some questions to ask."
"Let's go Bobby."
'Sam.'
"I'll find you. I promise." Piper's voice was a echo. When he head a baby, he looked up. "Weird." He had no kids.
Sam was looking around the basement when he heard Bobby's voice.
"Sam!"
Sam immediately goes running to the direction to the voice.
"You gotta be kidding me." Samuel was hanging off a beam. "Recent?" A kicked chair was underneath.
"Body's ice cold. He's been dead for hours." Rufus already did every test.
"We have to salt and burn." Bastard didn't deserve it, but Bobby refused to have his soul walking around as a ghost.
"Probably for the best." If Samuel killed Devon, he must have figured Dean would seek revenge.
Hearing a baby crying, Sam asked to be excused.
"Sure. Keep an eye on your brother. He needs you right now."
"Thanks Bobby."
Once Sam was gone, both men cut Samuel's body down.
"Suicide. Never thought he'll choose this." Rufus met a few that couldn't take the Life, and committed suicide.
"Guy died in '73. The future was probably too much for him." Bobby grunted as he takes his body off the noose. "Poor bastard." Samuel must have lost his mind when he found out both his kids were dead, with his grandsons hating him. "He always hated me, called me a pretender."
"You were a father to those boys. You were there while their own father was chasing ghosts. Ugh! Getting too old for this." Rufus was dead tired from lifting the dead guy.
"I saw a cart, along with some tarp."
"Let's burn some bones then. I have matches and salt in the trunk."
Sam's face was blank as he watched the pyre. Dean refused to come, said he didn't care about their grandfather. He snipped and told Sam just because they shared blood, he wasn't family.
'Coward.' Sam was looking forward to killing the old hunter, but maybe it was for the best. He was a hunter, not a murderer like Samuel. He did say a wiccan prayer for Samuel's soul. The Life, it corrupted him.
"Rest in peace Samuel." He and Bobby stayed behind to make sure the body turned into ash. Rufus already left, he said he was going to hunt some stray monsters hanging around. "The guy, you know who he is?" Bobby filled Sam in on what he saw.
"Never saw him in my life. He must be some kind of big shot, Samuel was groveling at his feet."
"Demon? Angel?"
"I don't know. He is someone we shouldn't underestimate." Bobby been alive long enough to see danger. "Keep your head down. Maybe retire for good. Take your niece and your brother across the country. Hell, go to Scotland. Things are going to get rough around here."
Sam was no coward, but he knew Bobby was a wise man.
"I'll talk to Dean." He and Bobby stood silently watching the flames.
San Francisco, California
"Well?" They knew they had maybe two minutes. Tops.
"Uh. How about a spell?"
"Make it fast Paige. My life isn't the only thing I have to worry about." Phoebe's empath powers were sensing Piper's pain.
Paige runs to the Book.
"Power of Three Spell."
"How?" Phoebe looked at the Book. "No way we can do this alone." Even with Piper, and the Warren Blood Line combined, a Time Travel Spell was too dangerous.
"We don't have a choice. Hurry." They heard the door breaking down downstairs. "Think about Piper." They had seconds left before the police broke in. They had a dresser against the bedroom door, but it wouldn't last.
"Right." Both sisters concentrated. They had to dive deep in their hearts, calling out to every Warren bloodline.
"Moments Lost,
We Need Plots.
Help Us Witches,
Give Us Bridges.''
Both Phoebe and Paige felt dizzy when they looked up.
"Did it work?" Phoebe wasn't looking forward to going to jail.
"What time is it?"
"Dark." Phoebe was looking outside. Last time they looked outside, it was late afternoon. Sheridan was waiting outside.
"Dark?" Did they accelerate time by accident? She looked down. "My shirt." She was wearing her cadet uniform when she went home. Her clothes were casual.
"Only way to find out." Phoebe took out her cell. "We have a few extra hours." It was the day before the riot. "Now what?"
"We look for Piper."
"What about the riot?" Phoebe's face was red thinking about it.
"I'm sure Stanford will miss you for a day." Paige looked around. "This spell, whatever made us forget, I made sure we won't be affected the second time around."
"The bridges part? Nice touch." Bridges were often used in metaphors.
"Thanks. I'll call Sam, see if he knows anything."
"And I'll check out the map. If Piper is out there, we'll find her."
Thirty minutes later, a frustrated Phoebe comes downstairs.
"Nothing!" Her crystal didn't show anything.
"Same here." Paige's cell was on the table. "Storm must be affecting the signal." A powerful storm was on its way, winds were gusting hard. Paige knew the upcoming thunderstorm would be powerful. She knew this, because they already lived it. "Well?"
"We blacked out, whoever erased our memories wanted us to forget." If only Phoebe knew who or why.
"This spell will make sure we won't forget. We'll get a hold of Piper. Then vanquish those responsible. What's the last thing you remember about Piper?"
"To be honest, I have no idea. I remember her being excited and scared. She was looking forward to something big." If only Phoebe could remember more.
"Me too. Last time I saw her, she was waiting for Sam to come home. They were happy the last time I seen them." It didn't make any sense. One minute Piper was happily married, then next minute was separated. "Something is messing with us."
"And we'll find out what." Phoebe took out her crystal. "Let's track down our sister."
Piper was breathing hard. What was happening to her?
"Help. Someone. Argh!" Her belly felt like it was filled with rocks.
"Hmph. Looks like your baby is getting ready to pop. Looks like our plans just got accelerated." When she walked out of the shadows, Piper could see the red eyes.
"Demon." She tried, but realized in horror her powers didn't work.
"Good thing your powers got suppressed. It was next to impossible to bond your baby's and yours at the same time. Guess you are getting close to giving birth."
"My baby?" Instantly her memories came back. "You." She should have known. "What's your boss promising you?" She was a fool to let her guard down.
"Enough." The demon walks over to Piper and checks her belly.
"Don't touch me." Piper growls.
The demon ignored her and checks her body.
"Baby is almost ready. May have to cut you open, there's no way we can squeeze it through. Don't worry, Heaven is a good place, you can be happy knowing your baby is alive."
"Go to Hell." Piper swore. 'Phoebe. Paige. Help!'
"Piper." Phoebe looked up. "Paige, we have to hurry."
Awhile later, both women were using the crystal; but this time on a larger map.
"Any luck?"
"Nada." After a few minutes, Phoebe threw down the crystal. "We need stronger magic. If only we can figure out why our memories were erased. Piper being missing is the key." She looked up when she heard quacking noises. "You hear something?"
"Quack!"
"A duck?" Both look up to see a duck walking by wearing a blue ribbon. "Where did you come from?" Paige walks up to the duck and picks it up.
"Quack!"
"You're so cute!" Paige wasn't crazy about ducks, she remembered that time she was her grandparent's farm. Those ducks never forgave her for scaring them. Paige remembered the bites. But this duck was super friendly.
"Where did he come from?" Other than Kit, their old cat, they didn't keep any pets around, fearing they'll get hurt by the constant attacks around here.
"Maybe it's a new familiar." Animals came around to new witches, usually till the witch was powerful enough to not need guidance anymore. "Or not." Paige was dismayed and amused to see a egg.
"Okay. This is too much." The egg was gold. "Why do we have a golden goose?" They were witches, but their memories getting erased wasn't their only issue. "What exactly is going on around here?"
"Golden geese are usually in fairy tales and nursery rhymes." Their memories came back. "Piper."
"Her baby." They look at each other in horror. "We have to call Sam."
"Nothing!" The phones wasn't the only thing down. So was the Internet. "Now what?" Phoebe tried texting, calling, even tried using magic. The upcoming storm was too strong.
"Retrace our steps. Whatever erased our memories, it started tonight." Paige had to think hard. "What's the last thing you remember?"
"The riot? Sheridan coming to arrest me?"
"Before that!"
"Ah..." Phoebe had to think hard. "I remember you getting poisoned by a monster, then some leprechauns came asking for help."
"And..."
"I don't know." Damn! Phoebe couldn't remember jack shit. "I wish I knew." The riot, why would she start that? "Whatever took Piper, they wanted us to forget."
"Her baby, they must be after her baby." Paige felt so helpless. "It was my fault, I never should have let her hunt." Piper was a Charmed One, but she insisted on doing her witchy duties, even when pregnant. "Between Richard and the police academy, I neglected her."
"No I did. I was so busy worrying about school. I knew Piper was stressed out about something, I never bothered asking about her life. It was always about her baby." Phoebe felt nothing but guilt.
"Piper can kill us later. We can't stand around feeling sorry for ourselves." Paige looked in the Book of Shadows.
"A tracking spell? I already tried that." Phoebe got a headache trying to find her.
"No." Paige thinks. "I have no idea what is going on, but one thing we can try is reliving our day all over again."
"Reliving the same day? You mean, redo everything?" Phoebe shuddered thinking about the riot. "There has to be another way." Although she was curious herself how and why she caused the riot.
"We have no choice. Piper is missing, and every second counts. Remember, it's not just her that we have to worry about."
"Ohhh." Phoebe was so not looking forward to this. "For Piper." She hoped to find a amnesia spell for everyone afterwards. "We can talk to Ava, she knows lots about magic. Maybe she knows something we don't."
"She's working the night shift, go see her."
"What about you?" Phoebe hoped things weren't too late.
"I'm gonna go to sleep. I have a early class. Something happened with my friend. I have no idea what happened, but I'm not gonna let her down this time."
Phoebe was walking to her evening class, even with the upcoming storm, students were coming and going. Phoebe was trying to avoid any frat guys, she was afraid to get in trouble. Again. She had her head down trying not to look at anyone till she saw Glenn waving.
"Oh great." Phoebe hoped with her future knowledge, she won't do anything.
"Phoebe! That wind! Phew!" Glenn's hair was blowing widely. "Heading to class?"
"Yep. Final year, can't screw this up." God she needed to get rid of Glenn. "I'm kinda in a hurry, I'm already late." She had to get outta there before her butt gets slapped.
"Let me walk you at least." Just when they were about to leave, a drunk freshman slaps Phoebe's butt.
"Ahh!" Phoebe turned around to yell at the guy, but Glenn beat her to it.
"Hey! The hell's your problem!"
Before Glenn could confront the guy, Phoebe felt his anger. Glenn hated sexual abusers. Feeling his anger, she balled her fist. Silently, she grabs the guy and yanks him around and without a word punches him in the face.
"The hell!" The drunk guy falls onto Glenn who stumbles into a group of women who started screaming.
"That was my project! You asshole!" The one in the middle swears. She was carrying a box with her art supplies inside.
Glenn slips and hits his head on the ground, the drunk guy seeing a opportunity leaps onto him and starts punching him.
The women started arguing.
"I told you were a klutz! Those art supplies cost a fortune!" The one on the right yells.
"It was my brains that gave you both ideas!" The one on the left yells. In frustration, she yanks the box away and started throwing things on the ground. What she didn't expect was someone tripping from the scattered art supplies.
"Agrh!" A security guy falls hard, his glasses flying off his face. Seeing a box, he calls on his radio. "We have a possible bomb on the east campus..." Before he could say anything else, Phoebe kicks his radio away.
"Those art supplies cost me a fortune! I want compensation!" She felt the woman's anger. Soon she started punching and hitting anyone nearby.
"Whoa." A few students started filming. "This is going on YouShare." The Stanford Campus was filled with people fighting, it won't be long before the surrounding area was getting vandalized, another student was broadcasting live.
"We are so there." A group of drunken teens watching Rave jump in their car, they were bored and looking for a good time. Good thing they bought spray paint.
Paige goes to the police academy. She was on her way to see Ava, but remembered her friend.
"I hope I'm not too late." Whatever Flo was going through, Paige was not screwing this up. Once she got to the school, she parks her car. Quickly walking in the building, she goes to find Flo.
"Paige! Thank god! I thought you were about to stand me up!" Flo was pacing back and forth.
"Tell me everything." As Flo talked, about how she kept getting sexually harassed by the Police Commissioner, Paige got a idea.
"So can you help me?" Flo wanted to get evidence, but because of California's two party consent laws, she couldn't tape him proving his guilt. If a neutral party. witnessed his guilt, at least Flo had a case.
"Sure. But I have a better idea." Paige knew it was personal gain, but fuck it. She and Phoebe had a short amount of time. "Go home, stay out of sight till I text you." She hated what she needed to do, but her and Flo needed a stronger witness.
Piper was breathing hard.
"Relax. You still have a few days."
"Go to He- Argh!" Oh god. She felt like her stomach was on fire. "SAM!"
The demon looks up to the Cleaners.
"The sisters won't remember anything?"
"No. As far as Phoebe and Paige know, Piper is travelling with her sister." Cleaner One stares blankly at Piper who was groaning.
"He is on His way. Unless He is already here." They were supposed to be neutral, but they were scared. They didn't care with side won, but since Prue was Queen of Hell, they knew the Sisters would be biased. "The baby, whatever happens, keep it out of sight."
"He'll be a great force of evil." The baby was made out of great blood. Hunter/Witch. "Go, keep them busy. I have to get ready." Once the Cleaners disappear, the demon made a few calls.
'Help me.' Piper would die before anyone takes her baby. She glares at the demon. "When I get out of here, you are dead."
Paige was about to head to Stanford when she got stopped by a police car.
"Harold? What's going on?" She knew Harold, plus many of the officers at the precinct. Good thing she was still wearing her uniform.
"Riot on campus. Paige, you should get outta here."
"I'm about to be a cop, what if you need me."
"A student you mean."
"You said a riot?" Oh oh. Harold nodded grimly.
"It's bad. We have riot police on their way now." Seeing fire he excuses himself. "Get outta here, if Sheridan sees you, she'll have a excuse to kick you out." He knew how much Sheridan disliked Paige. Why, he wished he knew.
"Thanks Harold." She had to find Phoebe. She gets out of her car, but not before grabbing a police helmet from a unlocked cop car. Good thing she didn't have her badge yet.
Phoebe was throwing punches. The anger, it was making her see rage. Seeing the guy who slapped her ass, she flips him over.
"No means no!" Just when she was about to kick him, she was grabbed by a cop.
"That's enough!"
"He touched women without their consent! Let me at him!"
"File a complaint! We got to get outta here!" Paige grabs Phoebe and leads her away. Just in time, the riot police pulls up.
"My head." Phoebe had a ice pack on her cut head. "What happened?"
"Long story." The storm was just beginning. Rain started pouring. "We have to go home."
"Home? I'm so screwed." Phoebe saw everything. Even with a evil twin defence, she didn't have anyway to excuse what she done.
'Phoebe. Please. My baby.'
"Piper." The Cleaners. "We have to get to the Book."
"Already on it." Paige already called Eva, she gave her the recipe needed to protect them from all magic, at least temporary. "We have to stop off at Eva's. She made us some potions. It will protect us against all magic, especially divinity." Paige knew as soon as they get home, their memories will be erased.
The sisters were running to the Book, they literally had seconds to spare.
"How are we supposed to stop them!" Phoebe demanded. Demons she can handle, cheaters, scum, but she'll heal. But Divine Beings? She wasn't even sure what they were dealing with.
"If we don't stop them, we lose Piper forever. Obviously they no longer care about the Power of Three." Paige figured they gave up.
"But why her? Piper followed the rules. Mostly. She made sure to keep her magic on a tight leash!" A spell. They needed a spell. "I keep hearing her cries. She's in danger." That wasn't the only thing Phoebe heard, she also heard a voice of a child. Male, female, it was very hard to tell.
"Whatever you have planned, it's too late." Paige saw bright lights. "Incoming."
In a sparkle of divine bright lights, two men with white suits appear in the living room.
"Your time is up." Suit One says.
"What do you want with Piper? She did nothing wrong!" Phoebe will get their sister back.
"You better bring her back." Paige demanded. Angel blade? She had a few athames. Maybe throwing a few will hurt them. Spying a vase, she throws it at Cleaner Two. She wasn't surprised when it went right through him.
"We seen this before. Another world was just destroyed. Your sister was too late."
"He's your Father! Talk to Him!" God. Why didn't Phoebe think of Him?
"He has pressing issues. Don't worry. In a second, you won't remember this." One knocks them off their feet.
"Ahh!" Both sisters fall flat on their faces.
In a few seconds, "The Cleaners" clean up. The broken windows, the extra clothes, they were all gone.
"My head." Paige groaned.
"Sorry. I forgot to tell you." Phoebe painfully gets up. "I just waxed the floor." Phoebe spent a lot of time cleaning up, she was moving back to her condo. School started, and she needed to be close to campus.
"Do you remember anything?" Paige had a massive migraine.
"Unfortunately." The Cleaners worked their magic, but they didn't know Paige and Phoebe's backup plan. "How long do we have?" The riot, Phoebe will figure it out.
"I don't know. Once we get Piper back, we'll fix everything." They heard Piper's calls. "Call Sam, if you could. I'm going to check the Book again, see if there is something I overlooked." She goes upstairs.
Piper was looking up at the young man.
"Who are you?" The demon that was holding her, bitch ran when she saw the hunter. Her dead vessel was laying on the ground.
"A friend. Come, it's dangerous here." There was the matters of the Cleaners, but he knew their weakness.
Paige was flipping through the Book, seeing if there was anything she overlooked.
"Find anything?" Phoebe hoped there was a amnesia spell.
"Nothing." Paige shuts the Book in frustration. "If only Leo was still here." Leo, he gave the best advice.
"He isn't here anymore." His funeral, they gave him a wiccan sendoff. They went to Leo's grave, and gave him his last rites. (Leo died in WW2 before he became a whitelighter, and was buried at a veteran's gravesite.) "I miss him." Piper told them what happened to him, how he sacrificed himself for Piper. They released live doves after the funeral was over, Leo always said birds lead the souls to Heaven. Even though Piper said he was completely gone, Phoebe hoped he was alive somewhere.
"Me too." He was like a brother. "How do we summon the Cleaners?"
"The old fashioned way." Her life was over anyways. "Want to cause havoc?"
People were screaming as both Phoebe and Paige performed magic. Potions, magical creatures, nothing was off limits.
"See! We just got rid of the storm!" She knew Nature would be pissed, but this was a emergency. Phoebe watched at Paige blew the clouds away. Seeing a teenager, she gestures him over. "Want to be famous? Watch this!" She levitates in the air.
"That is so cool!" He was so glad he was livesteaming.
Phoebe looks at the phone.
"Jig is up! Expose yourselves!" Sure enough the street went completely still. As expected, The Cleaners appear.
"Are you outta of your mind!" This mess will take a lot of juice to clean up.
"My sister. Now." Paige warps in from the sky.
"I'm afraid that isn't possible." Cleaner One says.
"You made a Deal? Idiot." They must be desperate.
"Our existence is beyond your understanding." Cleaner Two says. "It was necessary."
"I don't care. We just want our sister back, plus her unborn baby." Phoebe demanded.
"Yeah. Whoever you are working for, have nothing that we have planned." Paige bluffs. "You bring her back, or our party will never end." She was having fun, she hated hiding her true self.
"How did you retain your memories?" Cleaner One asked. No one ever remembered their spells.
"We read the summary." Phoebe read the wiki. "Our sister, now."
"You need the Power of Three."
The Cleaners look at one another.
"Fine." They click their fingers. The entire street was quiet, except for the rain. "Your sister, she is safe."
"Then where is she?" Paige demanded.
"Use your sisterly bond, she will come to you." Just before they leave, Phoebe begs for one favour.
"Wait! I just need one teeny, tiny, little favour."
Phoebe was nervous as she walked to campus the next day. Seeing Glenn, she waves to him.
"Morning Sunshine!" Glenn smiles. His head was clear, no bandage was seen.
'Thank you.' As Phoebe looks up. They erased the events of the night before.
Paige hated to put Flo in this situation, but this was the only way justice can be served.
"This isn't just your career you are ruining." Sheridan warned. She was in disbelief at what Paige and Flo told her. "He's the Police Commissioner!"
"He's been harassing me for months. I need evidence, but without reputable witnesses, it's a he said/she said situation." Flo, she felt her skin crawl thinking about what Paige asked her to do.
"Please. It's not just Flo, think about all the other women that is afraid to come forward." The MeToo Movement, they both knew how important it was.
Sheridan sighs.
"Fine. I have to report this to the Chief, plus plan a sting. You two, try to act natural."
Once they got everything ready, Flo took her place. Paige was hiding in the washroom stall, she was going to be a witness.
Flo was terrified. But knowing she wasn't alone, she breathed a sigh of relief. When she heard footsteps, she forced her heart to slow down.
"Flo! I was looking all over for you!"
Paige felt sick at what he was telling Flo, how she could move on in her career with him pulling the strings.
"No." Flo was looking up.
"No?" The Commissioner chuckled. "You don't have a choice. I know how important this career means to you. Your family was in law enforcement, and you are expected to follow the legacy." He walks up to her and smells her neck. "This is the only way. Unless..."
Paige wanted to throw up.
"All my life I wanted to be a cop, but this. I have my dignity." Flo pulls away. "No means no." She was so glad she wasn't alone. Her harasser, his smug face turned into a face of fury. She gasped in pain when he grabbed her. "What are you doing?"
"No one will ever believe you. Everyone is away, besides, the mayor and I are like this." He grabs her arm, her blouse ripping in the process. "It will be easier if you stop being a tease."
When she heard Flo yelping, she runs out of the stall.
"Hey! Let her go!" He was holding Flo, her blouse was open.
"Paige! Help me." When she refused his advances, he got angry and pulled her close to him.
"It was a accident, I was helping her up."
"Then why is her blouse open?" Paige asked suspiciously.
"He ripped it open, saying that I was a tease."
"Bullshit." He glares at Paige. "You want to become a cop? Keep your mouth shut." His eyes widened when he saw Inspector Sheridan. "Lieutenant." When he saw two other cops, he demanded on what's going on. "What is this?" When he saw the cuffs, he swore.
"You have the right to remain silent..."
Paige and Flo watch as the Commissioner gets taken away in handcuffs.
"Paige. Thank you." Flo knew she wouldn't let her down.
"This was a big risk. If he didn't do what he did." Sheridan face was grim when she saw what he was about to do to Flo. "I need you two for my reports." This case was going to keep her busy.
"I'll be right there. I just need to wash my hands." She had to use another washroom, this was a crime scene. Police officers were coming around to take pictures. Once they were gone, she pretends to head out. Instead, she warps away.
"Is she okay?" Piper was resting.
"She is fine, just worn out."
"And her baby?"
"Perfectly healthy."
"Thank you. My Master, They'll be so relieved."
The witch nodded. He already took care of the fake, the poser that was responsible for Piper's kidnapping was taken care of. Her gypsy clan was already planning her funeral. He hands over Piper's necklace.
"Here." The four leaf clover necklace was lovely, it had no magic, but it was a gift for Piper's child. "If anyone asks, you and I never met." These two already agreed to keep his secret, they knew who he really was.
"Done. About Sam."
"His memories are almost back. Unfortunately the Cleaners only cleaned up what happened here." He was saddened to know what happened to their friend, but his death wasn't supernatural in nature.
Boston, Massachusetts
Jo Dee Messina's Heaven Was Needing a Hero was playing at Devon's funeral. Mourners were staring sadly at the coffin or crying silently. Jenna was holding her baby who was squirming. Her parents were holding each other as they try not to cry.
"We are here to not mourn, but to say farewell to Devon who is moving to a different realm of life." The priest reads from his book.
Sam was watching the funeral, he needed to pay his respects. He saw Phoebe taking Laura from Jenna's arms, Jenna needed to be held by her parents.
"Where's Dean?" Paige was surprised to see Dean wasn't here.
"He had to help Bobby out on a case." Dean wanted to come, but when Bobby called, Dean apologized deeply to his wife, who was understandably furious. "It is big."
Phoebe and Paige got up to say goodbye. They were heading to a party, Jenna insisted that Devon would hate a regular wake.
Devon watches at the mourners walk away.
"Will they be okay?" He hated saying goodbye.
"You will see them again." He was heading to Valhalla, they needed all the warriors they could get. Mist opens a portal. "Come, we are running out of time."
Devon stares sadly at his family.
"Take care of Laura." He was going to miss her growing up. "Will Jen be okay?"
"She'll be okay. She is strong."
Devon waves goodbye. He hated to die, but Mist told him he was entering the next stage of life, a second chance. To protect Laura, he turned away from his reaper and went with Mist.
"I'll see you later." He wanted to come to his own funeral, but Mist warned that he'll get seen by the Charmed Ones. He steps inside and disappears.
Dean was drinking at a random bar. He told Bobby he needed to be alone, Bobby, knowing Devon's funeral was happening at the moment agreed to let him off for the day.
"Another one. And keep them coming." Dean slurred. He couldn't come to the funeral. He couldn't. That's why he sent Sam. "To my Brother in Law!" He raised his glass and downed his drink.
Hartford, South Dakota
A tired waitress sighs as she closes up the restaurant. She didn't mind her job, it paid the bills. Seeing a homeless man sleeping beside the restaurant, she puts down a box.
"Here you go Slim. Please eat this time." She knew he always fed the stray cats that lived around here. She was about to walk away till she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. "Gotta go." She had to get to her car.
Seeing a dark shadow, she hurries to her car.
"Dammit!'' As she drops her keys. When she heard footsteps, she dived under the car. What she didn't expect was the car getting lifted. The thing she saw was a bright blue light.