"So the circle is complete now," Piper said. "No one is getting inside my sister. Wait, I didn't mean it that way," she tried to convince Paige who was doubled over laughing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the youngest sister cried through her laughter as she held her ribs. She felt as though she were going to explode. "I'm okay now," Paige smothered her giggles.

"Can you see Prue?"

Paige focused on her older sister, who was standing beside her body and looking down at herself. "She's alright for now, just worried. What's next?"

Prue held her hand as she prayed that she would be able to find a way back into her body. Piper and Paige were talking about their next move and there was nothing she could do to help. If someone was really trying to latch onto her body, they had yet to make themselves known.

Just as she was finally letting her fear go, hopelessness swept over her. What would happen if it was all psychological? She didn't know how to get back in to her body and she didn't know what issues she supposedly had to deal with.

"Prue," she heard whispered behind her and the eldest Halliwell turned away from where her physical form laid on a table and stared at her baby sister. Tears formed in her eyes. "Phoebe," she barely uttered before going to embrace her sister.

Phoebe laughed before pulling out of Prue's arms. "I thought I'd have to wait years before I could get to see you guys," she said. "I'm really glad," she teared up, "that it's you. I don't know how to tell you just how sorry I am that I let you down."

"You didn't let me down," Prue said. "I didn't protect you. I let you down," she cried. "It should never have been you, Phoebe. You should be with Cole and Piper and Paige, and I can barely stand knowing that it's my fault that you're not there."

"Prue; it was never your fault. I made a choice; the wrong choice to go down to the Underworld to save Cole. I was just so afraid of leaving him there that it didn't occur to me to prioritize my actions. He could have waited until after we were finished dealing with Shax. Thank you for looking after him," she said.

"Is this why I'm here? Leo seems to think this might all be psychological—"

"I wish this were all psychological but unfortunately it is very real," Phoebe said and Prue saw her mother and Grams come out.

"Mom," her voice wavered. "What is all this? Why am I here?"

"Oh, Prudence," Patty whimpered. "My baby," she hugged her close. "We're unsure but we're here to guide you and your sisters; to help you return to them."

"We've strengthened the spells they've put in place to protect you," Grams told her, "but truth be told, we have no idea what we're dealing with here. Our main goal right now is to make sure you have something to go back to."

"So what do we do next," Prue asked.

"We wait and see," Grams said.

Phoebe reached out a hand to her sister, and they stood there with their fingers interwoven in silence.

Leo orbed in and saw the circle around Prue. "Good," he said more to himself than to his wife and sister-in law, who were currently looking in the Book of Shadows.

Piper looked up at her husband. "Did you find anything out?"

"The Elders seem to think that Prue is being held in some kind of limbo by a dark force. They don't know what it is or who it is but they've been consulting with their own seers and no one can pin down what entity has trapped her."

"So nothing," Piper said with a false sense of cheer as she slammed the book shut. Rising from her seat, sarcastic Piper took a backseat to angry Piper as she began talking with her hands aggressively and raising her voice. "So my sister is being held in between life and death by some nameless, faceless monster and the Elders are so useless that they don't even have something for us to work with!"

"And I haven't been able to see past the present," Paige added. "What good is my power if it doesn't even work," the youngest sister said, defeated by the knowledge or lack thereof that they had accumulated in the past couple of hours.

"Hey," Leo caught her attention, "your power is the only thing keeping us aware of Prue's status. "You're our direct hotline to your sister and right now that is our best shot of working this out. We need to work together on both sides to figure this out."

"Do you feel that," Prue asked and her visitors looked at her strangely.

"Feel what," Phoebe said, knowing to trust her sister's instincts. They were always dead on.

"I don't know. It's like a presence," Prue searched for any clues and thought she caught a glance of a shadow moving across the floor and up the stairs. "There," she pointed before running after it; her sister followed while her mother and Grams shared a look before dissolving in bright white lights.

They appeared in the attic right before Prue and Phoebe rushed in. "I've got to learn all of those tricks," Phoebe said.

Prue moved forward, taking in every little movement in the room before moving to the podium where the book of shadows was. Piper and Paige were sitting at aunt Pearl's couch looking through old books from what she could tell, and she began flipping the pages of the Book of Shadows which they had brought back up with them.

"Nothing," she muttered and slammed it shut. "Why can't Paige see the future? She's young and new to the craft but she's powerful. I've seen her delve into the future while keeping her feet planted in the present."

"Prue, you know there are some things that we can never see before it happens," Phoebe said gently. "Sometimes we're just meant to come to things on our own, but neither Piper nor Paige is going to let anything happen to you."

"Hey," Paige said and Piper –along with the unknown presence of their sisters'—turned to face her. "Look at this; could this be about Prue?"

Piper grabbed the worn book and read the pages. "Paige, this is a prophecy; a vision one of our great aunts had. Look at this drawing," she said after flipping a few pages. Holding out the book, Phoebe and Prue tried to sneak a peek over their youngest sister's shoulder. "That is definitely Prue."

"How does this fit in with what's happening now? I mean, why would there be another prophecy about Prue when we're already Charmed and why haven't you guys come across it before?"

"Good question," Prue said turning to her mother and grandmother. "Do you two know something about this?"

"Like we would intentionally keep this from you when you're in the middle of it already," Grams harrumphed and turned her nose up.

"It wouldn't be the first time," Phoebe shot back thinking to the discovery of Paige. "Can you make out what it says," she asked her sister, who was peering over Paige's shoulder to look at the book.

"I'm a little rusty on my Latin," Prue said, "but it talks about evoking the Goddess during one of the Sabbats. I would need to get a better look, do some research; the sabbat isn't for another four weeks, though, and I don't see how it has anything to do with what's happening now."

"If only Prue were here," Piper said. "I only took introductory Latin," she put the book down. "Are you okay," Piper asked when she noticed Paige staring off into space.

"Um, I don't think so. Do you see that man standing over there," Paige pointed to the farthest corner of the attic.

Piper turned, staring to see exactly what it was Paige was looking at. "No," she drawled out, concerned at this latest development. "What does he look like?"

Paige hadn't been able to remove her gaze and was looking into his eyes, but if you asked her to describe them she would be unable to. Every time the young witch thought she broke through the enchantment and could see him for his true form, the image would either change or her memory would be tampered with.

"I don't know," she watched him hold a finger to his lip, "I don't remember."