Prudence Elizabeth Halliwell was terrified. She knew that she loved Brendan more than life itself; that was what scared her. Love had burned her before, starting with the man who was supposed to love her more than life itself; her father. Heartbreak seemed the only option, but she knew that if she let the fear take over she would lose Brendan forever.

It had been five months since Brendan had proposed and a lot had changed during that time. Prue had quit her job at Bucklands and had started working as a photographer for 415 magazine and Piper started seeing Leo again. Planning the wedding was going slowly, as demon attacks were constantly getting in the way of meetings and appointments.

Prue and Brendan had agreed to marry in the church where they had met more than a year ago. Father Austin would be officiating the ceremony and he had even opened up an evening time for them since they wanted to be married quickly and most churches had a year and a half waiting period. It was going to be an intimate, candlelit ceremony for close friends and family.

However, due to magical interruptions nothing had been accomplished in terms of decorations. The church would be the site for both the wedding and the reception, with Piper catering and serving guests in the church gardens. All that could be done was wish for some demonic downtime.

Five hooded men stood in a circle of mist and fog, enveloping the presence of the dragon warlock standing in the middle and a genie bottle.

"Council will remind you of the heavy losses emanating from this San Francisco. From what we have learned all of the witches there have been turned," the council leader said.

"I descend from a long line of Dragon Warlocks. When my father died, he left me two things. The power of flight and the passion and hatred of those who killed him – witches. And I will not rest until I put all witches to rest."

"The council is intrigued. However, all who have used force of these witches before have failed," the second council member announced.

"There is another way," the third proclaimed. Clicking his fingers, a pool of air burst forth from the bottle and the genie appeared.

"A genie? You can't be serious," the warlock screeched."

The third council member addressed the genie. "Tell them what you told me."

"Well, actually that was kind of a just between you and me kind of thing."

"Tell it!"

"Right. Well, personally I think that the best way to destroy witches is not to treat them like witches at all. You treat them like humans. Most of your evil doers, naughty types, think it's best to deprive humans of what they desire. No. You wanna get them, you give them exactly what they desire. You grant them their wishes, it'll lead to their undoing."

"We don't know that. He's a genie," the second said.

"If council agrees how do we proceed," the third asked.

"Just make sure that the bottle cross paths with the witches and let el Genie grande, take it from there."

"With all due respect, Genie's only work for themselves. If he grants them three wishes, he goes free. How do you know that he won't betray you," the warlock asked.

"Remember," the leader said, "getting your freedom does not make you free from us."

"As long as you are a Genie we can find you anytime, anywhere," the second member assured him.

Back at the manor Phoebe, Piper, and Leo were getting Phoebe situated. Her daily plans had included some beautification for Prue's upcoming nuptials when she had been attacked by a demon, leaving her with a twisted ankle when Prue walked in.

"Hey," she said.

"Where are you off to," Piper asked.

"Shopping for the wedding. I still need to pick up linens, flowers, stuff for the center pieces; I don't know how I'm going to get everything done."

"Okay, I have to go open the club. Are you gonna be alright, Pheebs?"

"Yes," she answered as Leo helped her up. Thanks Leo. I'm gonna take a walk and try to loosen up my ankle."

Walking her sisters to the door, they opened it to find a bottle left on the porch.

"Somebody got a secret admirer," Piper asked snidely.

"Eww, it's so dusty. Who would send us something so dusty," Phoebe whined. Rubbing it, the lid blew off and air burst out to reveal a man.

"Your wish is my command," he said to the stunned audience.

The genie granted each sister a wish, though they had been advised by Leo that genies were tricksters by natures and that wishes usually brought harm to someone. Still, he conned the unwitting sisters into a situation that left Prue seventeen years old again, and Dan aging rapidly while Phoebe was granted the power to fly stolen from the dragon warlock.

"Prue was a nightmare at that age. Why would she wish for that," Piper wondered.

"She probably didn't," Leo told her. "She probably only wished for something she could only get by being seventeen. Which explains why she has no memory of being older," he explained.

"Yeah, but how is that even possible," Phoebe asked him. "I mean, it's so..." she yelped effectively cutting herself off when she started to float in the air.

"Alright, you know what? How about you just keep your arms down until you learn how to work the controls," Leo said.

"Got it. Good idea."

"You guys have another problem. At seventeen, Prue didn't have her powers yet which makes you guys more vulnerable," Leo reminded the sisters.

A big bang sounded through the house catching everybody's attention.

"Where's my power? I want it back," the dragon screamed.

"Remember what I told you about wishes and strings attached? That genie gave you a power but he must of stolen it from him," Leo said as they made their way downstairs.

"Oh my God, who's the hottie," Prue gushed.

"Oh my God, get her out of here now. Go."

Phoebe levitated in the air and picked him up, flying to a neighborhood park before dropping him and returning to the manor where Piper was checking the book.

"Your new little sister's in the bedroom checking out the clothes," Leo said as he walked in the attic.

"Nice to see some things never change. Uh, I think I found our fire breather."

Phoebe flew by the window unbalanced and yelping for help. "Uh, guys?"

"Dragon Warlock," he read from the book and Piper looked behind her to see where the noise was coming from. "Most feared witch killer there is. He can fly, breathe fire, and has supernatural strength. You're gonna need the power of three to vanquish him."

"Which we don't have right now. If I ever find that genie again, I'm gonna wish him into oblivion. Did you hear that," Piper asked hearing a noise again.

"Hear what," Leo finished asking just as Phoebe crashed through a window.

Piper and Leo went looking for the genie to get him to reverse the wishes he had granted. The found him at the café where he had granted Prue's wish, devouring sweets.

"This guy's not a genie, he's a pig. Hi. Wanna know what I'm wishing for now," she asked.

Halfway through their conversation the genie vanished; summoned by the council. Returning home, Piper and Leo found Phoebe alone though she was supposed to b watching Prue.

"She's upstairs, reminding me what a pain she was at seventeen."

"Now you know why she was lucky to make it to eighteen."

"Why? What do you mean," Leo asked unsure of the implication.

"It was Prue's rebellious stage. She thought everything bad was good, especially the guy she thought she was in love with."

"Until he attacked her," Phoebe added to Piper's story.

"And Grams went crazy when she found out. Come to think of it, that guy disappeared not too long after that. You don't suppose Grams," she trailed off when the bell rang. "I'll get it. You go watch Prue. Can I help you," she asked the old man at the door.

Piper and Phoebe were in over their heads. Dan was aging and Prue had shimmied out the window and taken her car. They had received a frantic call from Prue who was afraid and running from the dragon warlock and they were now on their way to find her.

"Piper! Piper! Piper!" Prue ran out from her hiding place to run to her sister.

"Prue!"

"Piper!"

"No, Prue, shh. Go back! Go, go," she yelled and was grabbed from behind by the genie. "What are you doing? Let go of me."

"I'm sorry."

"Let her go! Let go of her damn it," Piper yelled.

The dragon warlock plunged a knife in between Prue's shoulder blades despite her sisters' screaming and threw her to the ground.

"Oh my God, oh my God, what do we do, what do we do," Phoebe yelled through her tears as she panicked.

"Leo can heal her. I know he can. We just need to get her home. Go get the car, Phoebe, go get the car."

The sisters returned to the manor and carried Prue in through the kitchen entrance calling for Leo.

"What happened?"

"Never mind, just heal her. Quickly, come on," Piper demanded and Leo knelled down beside Prue, holding his hands over her. "What's the matter? Why isn't it working?"

"I can't heal the dead."

"What do you mean, Prue is dead," Brendan asked the sisters; standing in the foyer. "Where is she?"

"We're gonna fix this, Brendan. We're gonna bring her back," Piper told him.

"You'd better," he said letting bitterness and anger take control. He had battled with himself for so long and now that he was free from his heritage he couldn't stand if the woman he loved was taken by the evil he had barely escaped.

Just then, Leo walked in with the genie who had caused it all.

"What the hell is he doing here," Brendan yelled knowing the details of the day's events.

"Wait, wait, just hear him out, he may have an idea," Leo told him. "He's willing to give up his freedom. Go back in the bottle and return everything to the way it was. Well, if it gets Prue back you'll have the power of three to vanquish the dragon. What have you got to lose?"

The sisters agreed and the genie returned to the bottle.

"Wait, the genie's back in the bottle, so if we can get him out, then we have three more wishes, right," Piper asked.

"All we need is one," Phoebe said.

The dragon warlock appeared and breathed fire at Leo while Phoebe found the lamp and set the genie free; wishing that Prue were alive again.

Piper and Prue walked in already chanting. "The power of three will set us free, the power of three will set us free."

The warlock started to fly away when the spell hit him and he combusted.

A little while later, they all sat together in the conservatory talking.

"Oh, I am a reformed wish-a-holic, believe me. I'm in no hurry to get any new powers," Phoebe said.

"Yeah, and I'm gonna concentrate on marrying Mr. Right instead of worrying about the past," Prue said.

"What did you wish for," Brendan asked. "Your sisters didn't know when they called me earlier."

"I wished that I could feel it all right from the beginning so that I could remember the first moment that I knew I loved you. I had kind of hit a road block with my vows and a couple of misspoken words later I was seventeen again. The first time I thought I was in love. That was a joke," she said sarcastically remembering her encounter with the boy who had attacked her.

"Well, speaking of wishes, you still got two left, you know," the genie reminded them.

"Yes, we know and we already know what one of them is if you're up to it that is. We want to make you mortal. Keep you off of the councils radar once and for all," Prue told him.

"True freedom. And not just from the bottle although mortality is the consequence," Leo told him.

"And feelings too. Even the painful ones," Phoebe said.

"That's okay. I think I'm ready, I'm feeling very sensitive these days. Let me ask you something. Why would you do that for me? I mean especially after I helped kill you."

"Yeah, well, you also helped bring me back. And besides, once you're human, we don't have to worry about you tricking us again."

"But there's one wish you have to grant first. One that I need. I want Dan to have peace of mind, to forget about all the horrible things that have happened in the last couple of days. About who we all really are. I wish that Dan could truly move on with his life without consequences," Piper said.

"Your wish is my command. But before you formally wish for my humanity there is something I would like to do for you, Prue. I know you've had a little problem with preparing for your upcoming nuptials, which are fast approaching, am I right?"

"Tonight," Prue said. "I was only planning on getting some plan linens and some flowers for the tables."

"But that's not your dream wedding," the genie said in his best game show host voice and clicked his fingers. "Everything is set and ready to go; no need to lift a finger. Just sit back and relax. It's the least I can do after what I did for you."

"Thank you, I really appreciate it," Prue said.

The girls arrived at the church to see pillars upon pillars of candles with romantic lavenders and soft pink colored flowers draping the fixtures and the pews. The only light came from the hundreds of candles, casting beautiful tones on the church. Once in the bridal room, Prue opened her dress bag to find her very modest dress replaced with an ivory silk sweetheart neckline, fitted bodice, and mermaid skirt with pearls and Swarovski crystals embroidered on as well as on the straps.

A box, left on the vanity, had a tag that read "open me". When Prue looked inside there was a jewelry box that contained beautiful drop pearl earrings, matching necklace, bracelet and hair clips. The second Piper put the clip in Prue's hair her dark tresses pulled back in a sleek classic style.

Piper and Phoebe found dress bags with their names attached which revealed deep purple, satin dresses. After checking on the food Piper found that food was already prepared and just like the food the genie was eating at the café it was rich and decadent.

The sisters were ready for the lineup and Brendan was standing at the altar with Daryl as his best man. The two had become close during the months after Andy's death, and had bonded over the sisters; especially since both often spent their time sitting on the sidelines during a vanquish.

Piper and Phoebe started walking down the aisle while Prue started to hold her breath. The bridal march started and Prue held back. "Leo," she called as the wedding party and the guests shared nervous looks. "Leo!"

Leo appeared in a fluttering of orbs. "What's wrong?"

"Will you walk me down the aisle," she asked.

"What?"

"I thought I could do it alone but I need you. You've watched out for me and my sisters and protected us when I couldn't. You've done more for us than our father ever has. I would be honored if you would give me away."

"I would love to," he said and took her arm.

When they walked through the double doors of the church everyone let out a sigh of relief. After, everyone moved to the gardens to an equally romantic atmosphere, especially with the scent from the flowers bursting to life. Finally, at the end of the night, Brendan and Prue left for their honeymoon; a two week stays touring Ireland.

Later at the manor, Phoebe, Piper and Leo were sitting in the manor still wearing their wedding attire when Leo's head raised.

"They're calling me, I've gotta go."

"Not so fast. If we're ever gonna make this work I think I deserve to know a little bit more about you, don't you think?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I'm going with you, Leo. I'd like to meet 'them'."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive," she said wrapping her arms around his neck. "Take me to your leader."

"Uh, Piper? Wh-wh-whatta," Phoebe stammered.

"Don't worry, I'll be back."

Phoebe watched as they took off in a swarm of white lights. "Why should I be worried," she asked. "I'm only here alone…" she added.