A/N: please read and review and thank you to all of my readers who have reviewed in the past. I was able to go back to using the actual show as a basis for this chapter. I obviously couldn't with having to write in the discovery of Paige the last time, but I like how inserting her into this episode changed things. Look for the twist at the end...MUAH HA HA HA...that means you have to read this!

Phoebe stood in the foyer checking her makeup in a compact mirror when Prue walked in holding a bowl of candy placing it on the foyer table. It was Halloween and each of the sisters were dressed as different types of witches. Phoebe was Elvira, the mistress of the dark, wearing a black dress and a black wig while Prue is wearing a black dress and a long black wig with butterflies pinned to it. Piper had dressed as Glenda, the good witch from the Wizard of Oz in a big, pink dress and Leo was recycling his World War II uniform. Paige was at work, helping the office manage their annual safe Halloween party for the community and would be home shortly.

"Alright, people, let's go. I was supposed to be at the club a half an hour ago," Piper barked out.

"Hey, are you a good witch or a bad witch," Prue asked.

"I'm going to be a very good witch from now on."

"And you picked a role model who wears lots and lots of pink?"

"Yes,"

"Glinda helped innocents, didn't she," Leo asked, stepping in to defend his fiancé.

The sisters bantered over their celebration of their new favorite holiday as they waited for Daryl, who was on the phone in the kitchen. Phoebe attacked the stereotypes that went into celebrating the holiday while they waited.

"Hook-nosed hags riding broomsticks. That's what we're celebrating. Personally I am offended by the representation of witches in popular culture," she said.

"Right, which is why you're dressed as the mistress of the dark," Piper responded.

"This costume happens to be a protest statement."

"I am so impressed that you can make a protest statement and show cleavage all at the same time," Prue proclaimed.

Together, the sisters entered the kitchen to find Daryl. "Alright, Inspector, put down the phone and nobody gets hurt," Piper told him.

"Yeah, sweetie, I gotta go," he told the person on the other line. "Give your folks my love, okay? I miss you guys."

As Daryl hung up the phone Paige walked in the back door in renaissance garb. "Alright, people. I not only managed to get out of clean up for the party but actually made it home on time. Let's get this show on the road, and we can just stick together since we are both dateless," she told Daryl.

"He's not dateless, he's married, you're dateless 'cause you're picky," Piper told her youngest sister.

"No, I'm not settling, alright, the perfect guy is out there, a real man, and I will find him, trust me," Paige said adamantly.

"Mmm hmm. And they're gonna love the popcorn and caramel in your teeth too," she said and Paige picked it out of her teeth. "Alright, Darryl, let's go, somebody get something."

Everyone began grabbing plates and bowls of food to head out to the club. "Um, we can't leave yet we have to wait for Cole," Phoebe asked.

"Cole Turner? The ADA? You're dating him," Daryl asked.

"Uh, no, I just sort of invited him to go along with us. It wasn't set in stone or anything but something must've come up."

"Ooh-ooh, I wanna picture of all of us first but I have to get my broomstick," Prue told everyone.

"Cliché," Phoebe called after her.

" Come on, guys, hurry up," Piper shouted. The doorbell rang and Phoebe passed her to answer it, only to open the door and find the grimlocks on their porch.

"Trick or treat?"

"Oh my god, that is so weird. They look just like the grim- whoa!" Phoebe and Piper tried to run when the grimlocks used their magic to cut off their air supply. Paige, Leo and Daryl were in the kitchen when Leo looked up to the ceiling to receive a message from the elders.

"Uh-oh," he said before putting his body into motion.

Daryl looked at him, confused. "Uh-oh, what?"

"Piper? Prue? Phoebe?" Leo, Paige, and Daryl run through the dining room to find the girls in the foyer being attacked by the grimlocks, and Prue running in.

"Oh," she screamed and used her telekinesis to throw them into the living room.

"Didn't we vanquish them already," Phoebe said while regaining the ability to breath.

"I don't know, but that's not what I wanted to warn you about," Leo said.

"What do you mean," Prue asked him when a vortex opened up behind them.

"That's what I wanted to warn you about."

The grimlocks attacked again, leaving Piper to freeze them before she and her three sisters were swallowed by the swirling mass of blue air.

"Wait! They don't know what's happening," Leo screamed after the girls.

"This isn't good, right?" Leo turned to look at Daryl and just gave him a look.

Prue, Piper, Phoebe and Paige appeared in the late 17th century; 1670, around a witch's altar.

"Is everybody okay," Prue asked her sisters.

"Too soon to tell," Phoebe said.

"Did the grimlocks do this," Piper asked.

"Uh, unless we're dead and this is the hereafter, I don't think so," Prue said.

"Um, the grimlocks as in the demons that steal sight from little kids? The ones that caused Andy to really find out about you being witches," Paige asked. Part of her time with her sisters had been spent catching up on past vanquishes and stories of sisterly bonding over the past two years.

"Eternally Elvira, yecch," Phoebe said pulling at her dress.

"Alright, uh, so this sorta looks like an altar," Prue said.

Piper turned to address her oldest sister. "A witch's altar. What's going on?"

Just then a group of ten to fifteen men came riding up on horses.

"There they are!"

"Kill the witches!"

"Oh, you had to ask," Phoebe yelled at Piper.

"Not good, not good, not good," Piper kept mumbling as the sisters ran into bushes to hide. "Flee! We're not in Kansas anymore." The four girls hid, watching the hunters search for them. "Don't tell me we've time traveled again. I hate time traveling," Piper barked out harshly.

"You do? I was burnt at the stake last time, remember," Phoebe said.

"I really don't wanna be put on a spit like a pig," Paige said. "I prefer my skin to not blister and boil from intense heat."

"Alright, let's try and make sure that doesn't happen again. From what they're wearing it looks to be, what, 16-1700's," Prue said taking control of the situation.

"Where the life expectancy of the average witch is, what, fifteen minutes," Phoebe replied before they heard rustling in the bushes. A hunter stood behind them and held a finger to his lips, signaling the sisters to stay quiet.

"Find anything, Micah?"

The hunter stared at Paige, and Prue grabbed Piper's wrist before she could freeze him.

"No, nothing here. Ride on."

"Ride on, men."

"Hi. Why didn't you let me freeze him," Piper asked Prue.

"I don't know, there was just something about the way he looked at our littlest sister. I think we can trust him."

Making sure that the hunters ad gone far enough as to not to get caught, the girls came out from the bushes. "You know what? I don't care why we're here or how we got here, I just wanna get home. I've got a life to live and decorations to hang, so where's the damn vortex," Piper yelled.

"I don't know where the…" Prue said as someone put bags over their heads.

Later, when the bags were taken off of them, the girls found themselves in a cave surrounded by other women.

"Blessed be," Eva said and bowed before them. "Our prayers have been answered. We need your help."

"Excuse me," Prue said.

"Forgive me for the manner in which you were brought here, but we had to make sure you were who we had sent for. This doorway would've told us if you were evil," she explained pointing to an opening in the wall of the cave.

"Huh, where can we get one of those," Piper asked.

"Alright, wait, uh, who do you think we are," Prue asked Eva.

"The most powerful good witches of all time, of course."

Phoebe looked back and forth between her sisters and then back to Eva. "Okay, lucky guess."

"And you are?"

"I am Eva. A midwife, a witch, and a free citizen of the colony of Virginia. These good women are my covenCome. Now we don't have much time. No one can suspect that you've come to us from the future. Witches must not have to hide in your time. What year are you from," she said as women handed the sisters clothes.

"Uh, 2000," Piper answered.

"What year is it now," Phoebe asked.

"1670."

"Uh, alright, so why do you need our help," Prue questioned the woman

"To save a magical baby who's prophesied to be born tonight."

"Save it from who," Piper wondered.

"A dark practitioner. She kidnapped the baby's mother in hopes of raising the child evil. If that happens, good magic will never flourish in the new world. You must rescue Charlotte so that you can bring her here and we can deliver her baby with our own protective circle," Eva explained.

"Wait a minute, you have the power to bring us through time but you don't have the power to set her free yourself," Piper said getting testy.

"Well, we cast spells to prepare your way of course, but we know it was the power of All Hallows Eve that brought you here. Not us."

"All Hallows Eve," Paige asked.

"A witch's most sacred day. The day when the source of all magic can be tapped into. How can you not know about All Hallows Eve?"

"It isn't what it used to be," Phoebe told her.

"Wait a minute, uh, you can tap into that power to send us home, right," Piper asked Eva.

"W-we assumed you could."

"They assumed that we could," Piper said to her sisters sarcastically.

"Um, okay, well, uh, Piper, I have an idea. So what time is it?"

"It's 2:15," she said as Eva marveled at her watch.

"Oh, you've made a big clock so small. You must possess great magic."

"Just a good credit card."

"Okay, um, excuse us for a minute. Talk," Prue commanded and turned towards her sisters. "Alright, I think that I have this figured out. I think that 'they' sent us here and that's what Leo was trying to tell us."

"Oh, leave it to them to zap first and give instructions never," Piper said in anger.

"They really kind of suck, don't they," Paige said.

" Alright, but if I'm right, the only way that they are going to let us go home is if we bring that baby back here by midnight. Alright, uh, Eva, do you have a plan?"

"Yes," she said holding a small bottle. "This vial holds a potion which will put the men who guard the house to sleep. Then you'll use your powers to bring the mother back here."

"Ha, easy for her to say," Piper said snidely and handed the potion to Prue.

Later, dressed in their 17th century garb, the sisters stood on the edge of Ruth's land waiting to put the plan in motion.

"We must be careful," Eva reminded them.

"It looks like they're having a party," Phoebe said.

"It's the kidnapper, Ruth Cobb. She's doing it, pretending to mock All Hallow's Eve but I know better. She's really doing it to tap into the powers of dark magic."

"Looks like our welcoming committee," Piper said noticing the group of witch hunters they had narrowly escaped earlier.

"Witch hunters."

"Hunters of good witches maybe. If they work for Ruth, they're after us."

"Not all of them," Paige said looking at Micah.

Walking closer to the party, Eva warned them about Ruth's magic. "Beware the talismans," she told them and pointed to where they hung on trees. "They've barred our way each time we try to rescue Charlotte."

"Oh, honey, those don't really pack much of a punch where we come from," Phoebe laughed.

"I don't know, Pheebs…" Paige said following her sisters and just a little weary due to Eva's warnings. She refused to get as close as her sisters.

"No, you don't realize…" Eva was cut off as the talismans began to glow and forced the sisters away from the property, sending them flying through the air to land hard on their backs.

"Ooh, what the hell was that," Phoebe demanded.

"Talismans," Paige said being the only sister to avoid being knocked back by the force.

"No way talisman's have that much power," Prue told her.

"They never have before. Ruth's using the magic of All Hallow's Eve," Eva said before yelling, "Guards!"

"Alright, I've got him. I've got him," Prue said and waved her hand at them. "Uh…"

"What just happened? What's the matter," Phoebe cried.

"I don't know," she said as she tried again. "Piper," Prue yelled frantically. Her younger sister tried to freeze the witch hunters without any luck.

"Use your powers," Eva instructed.

"We don't have any," Paige told her.

"What?"

"Run," Phoebe shouted when a guard came up and shot Eva in the arm. She yelled out in pain and the women ran into the bushes.

Ruth looked out the window, watching. She walked over to Charlotte who's in bed and in pain from her labor. "It appears that your witch friend has brought others to try and rescue you again. Unfortunately, she's been wounded," Ruth said receiving a grunt of pain. "Oh, easy now, Charlotte. We wouldn't want anything bad to happen to your baby now, would we?"

"I won't let you have my baby."

"Oh, you won't have a choice. Especially since somebody very special has recently arrived to ensure it," she told the girl before leaving the room to meet with the aforementioned special somebody.

"How much longer, Ruth," he asked.

"Soon. By nightfall perhaps. You imbued the talismans with great power. Care to share your secrets? Who are you? Where'd you come from? Pray tell."

Walking out from the shadows, Cole appeared dressed for the time he occupied. "I come from the future... to change it."

Back in the cave the women were tending to Eva's wounds, though she was still upset at their failure and obvious lack of powers.

"Protecting this baby is my destiny. How can we come this far just to fail?"

"We're asking ourselves the same thing," Phoebe told her.

"Bite down," one of the women directed Eva, who put the paper between her teeth and bore down. Ready for the pain of the cauterization with fiery, hot metallic, Eva was surprised when Piper halted the procedure.

"Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?"

"Cauterizing her wound."

"No, no, no, no, no. We may not have powers but we do have basics. Just get some hot water and some soap and some clean cloths. Hurry," she demanded and the women went about gathering the supplies.

"Eva, don't give up on us yet, alright, I know that we can help," Prue said.

"Yeah. We have been through tougher jams than this before," Phoebe said backing her big sister.

" We have," asked Paige.

"We were born witches. That makes us innately magical. Maybe you can just teach us how to tap into it," Prue reasoned with Eva.

" There's not enough time."

" We're quick studies," Phoebe responded.

While the sisters reconnected with their heritage and the knowledge lost along the way, Ruth and Cole were preparing for their arrival which Ruth had foreseen with the use of tarot cards. When they were able to cross the talismans the sisters mingled with the witch hunters until they were discovered. Hanging from the trees, their air was running out even as the witch hunters made their way across the field. Micah had been the one to hang the sisters before leading the group away in victory.

Paige was struggling for air just like her sisters when all of a sudden orbs appeared and she landed on the ground with a thud.

"My apologies," Micah said after circling back and cutting the nooses for the other three sisters. "A trick I learned from the French. Run the noose line to the waist".

"Yeah, well, it's a really good thing the other guards didn't see you do that," Phoebe told him and they all stood up.

"Wait a minute, I don't understand. How did you know you could trust him," Piper asked Paige.

"By the look in his eyes."

"How do you still have your powers," Phoebe asked her.

"I don't know. I tried moving something earlier and couldn't. Maybe it's that my whitelighter half is never dormant…I really don't know."

"So that would be the second time that you've saved our necks," Prue said.

"And what beautiful necks they are." He took Paige's hand and kissed it. "I'm Micah."

"I'm charmed," she replied. After a few minutes Micah rode off to rejoin the group and the sisters were left to put a new plan in action. Arriving at the house, they saw Micah's arrest by the other witch hunters. Paige was devastated, but the sisters went on their way in order to save Charlotte.

"Who are you?"

"Eva sent us. Charlotte, we're here to take you back," Paige explained.

"You're lying. I-I don't believe..."

In pain from her labor, Charlotte screamed out until Piper made her way to her bedside and applied pressure to the woman's back with two fingers.

"How are you making the pain go away?"

"Uh, uh, good magic. Just keep breathing."

"Good magic," Paige asked.

"Acupressure," Piper grunted.

"Oh, good idea. Alright, uh, we need to get you out of here. Come on, honey, it's okay," Prue said helping Charlotte sit up just as her water broke. "Oh, oh, her water just broke."

The sisters made their way to the altar, aware that Ruth and the hunters would be following closely and that Charlotte's baby would arrive any moment. They worked together to create a protective circle for Charlotte to give birth in, using the magic that Eva had taught them.

"Who's gonna deliver the baby?"

"Personally, I think you should considering we know that you're gonna have one in the future," Phoebe told Piper.

"I second that," Prue said.

"Third," Paige proclaimed.

"Wait a minute."

"Go. Bye." Prue pushed Piper towards Charlotte.

"I always get the messy jobs."

Prue, Phoebe, and Paige finished the circle just in time for the group to arrive at the altar.

"It's a girl!"

"Piper, get Charlotte and the baby outta here," Prue yelled.

"Okay, I think I have an idea of what might really scare them," Paige said putting on a conical hat and grabbing the broom. "Sorry, Pheebs."

"What are you gonna do," Phoebe asked.

"I'm going to embrace the cliché," she said before flying off on the broom.

"There's something you don't see every day," Piper mumbled.

"You've gotta give them credit. They're awfully good," Cole said and got off his horse. "It's alright. Time's on my side," he said before jumping through a swirling black mass in the ground.

Back in the cave, the girls were saying their goodbyes with the rest of the coven and Eva.

"Blessed be," Eva told them.

"Isn't the future beautiful," Prue asked.

"It is, thanks to you. You found the power."

"You showed us where to look," Paige replied.

"Yeah, I guess we know where all that flying hag stuff started. Go ahead, Pheebs. Yell at her," Piper said.

"Well, it's kind of cool now. If I could just figure out how to take all this knowledge back with me it would be amazing. Hey, what are 'they' waiting for? Why haven't they sent us home yet?"

" Maybe we haven't learned everything that we're supposed to yet," Prue said.

" Well, it's almost midnight, so if we're gonna learn anything more we'd better hurry," Piper said.

"I promise my daughter will know of you. Of the four powerful witches who came to bring her into this world. And we'll always be grateful, won't we Melinda?"

"Melinda," Piper said.

"Yes, Melinda. Melinda Warren."

"Oh," Phoebe said.

"What is it?"

"I uh... I think we're related," Paige answered for her before the girls were sucked back in a vortex and landed back in 2000.

Each of the girls looked at each other, remembering their trip to the past and not much else.

"Good, you're home," Patty said walking out of the kitchen to see her daughters standing in the middle of the foyer. "How did your vanquish go?"