Charming the Halliwells

Chapter 50: HoW iT gOeS


All rights to the Halliwells and Charmed go to The Wb and Aaron Spelling.

This is a spin-off of his creation, of which we're all thankful for. Please

Do not plagiarize or anything. LOVE YA



"Look at my grandson! He's so cute!" Piper said, leaned over the bassinet.

"I know, I could just eat him up!" Phoebe said in baby talk.

Paige chuckled, "He's a little heartbreaker!" she smiled.

"I can't believe he's here." I smiled, "He's so...perfect."

"Yes he is." Wyatt said, kissing my forehead.

"My little nephew." Chris said, "I'm going to teach him all kinds of stuff."

"You already bought him all kinds of toys that he can't play with yet." I said.

"He'll grow into it!" Chris said, "He's got my hair."

"I'm just glad both of you are alright." Wyatt said, hugging me, "And he's got mom's hair."

"He is a pretty adorable little guy." Warren said.

"I bought him sports stuff." Leo said proudly, "He's going to be the next Babe Ruth."

"Or, you know, he could be a doctor." Wyatt said.

"Yes, honey, he could be both." I said.

"Personally, I think it'd be awesome for him to be the president." Warren said quickly.

"Wow, I hadn't thought of that." I said, looking down at him, "You hear that, you could be the president of the United States!"

Matthew smiled.

"Awww, he smiled!" Phoebe gushed.

"I think it's time for us to go." Paige smiled, "But we'll be back."

"And this time, no stuffed animals, please." I smiled, "You guys have already gotten us so much."

"It's our pleasure." Phoebe said, "My great-nephew."

"Come on, I'll drop you off." Paige said as they orb out.

"Uh, Piper..." Leo said.

Piper had taken out her camera and began taking pictures of the baby, "What? Look, it's not every day that I get a grandson! So back off." She said, "Oh, we've got to have his Wiccaning."

"Huh?" I asked.

"His wiccaning." Piper said.

"Blessing by all the witches of the Halliwell line." Wyatt said.

I nodded, "Oh. Well, it can wait...he's just a few days old." I said.

"It's important." Piper said.

"Mom, we'll get right on it." Wyatt said, "I think both of them are a little tired, so..."

"Oh, of course, why don't you two go lie down and I'll make tea." Piper said, heading for the kitchen.

I closed my eyes tight.

"Sorry, guys, I'll see what I can do." Leo said, passing us and heading to the kitchen.

"I'm sorry, baby." Wyatt said, putting his arm around my shoulder.

I nodded, "I knew this was coming." I said, "Are you gonna be okay, little guy?"

"He's got mom's hair, your eyes, and..."

"I'm sure he'll have your powers." I said.

"Yeah?" Wyatt asked.

"Yeah, I mean, you have so many powers, he's bound to have at least one of your powers." I smiled.

"You okay? Maybe you should rest; you're not supposed to be up." Wyatt said.

"I'm fine. I just want to hold him." I smiled.

"Believe me, there'll be enough time to hold him." Wyatt said, "He's ours, forever."


Caleb opened his eyes, a smile curled across his face. It had happened and he had watched. The power had risen and now it was time to make the first move. His plan was in motion.

"Is it time?" A child asked him.

"Yes, it is." Caleb said.

"Is there anything I could do, master?" the child asked.

"No. Yes. Inform the troops to be on guard." Caleb commanded.

"Yes, master." The child said, moving away from him.


"So, I've been thinking...well, I just...I know that my life's not exactly easy but I, I know that we could make it work." Chris said to himself in the mirror, "Will you marry me?"

There was a knock on the bathroom door, "Chris?" I asked.

"Just a minute." Chris said, shuffling to turn on the faucet. After he turned off the water, he opened the door.

"I have to pee." I said.

"How long have you been sitting out there?" Chris asked.

"Well, long enough to hear some serious stuttering and a proposition." I said, "It's not that weird that you talk to yourself, but I think, maybe, you were about to answer yourself."

"I...well, I was..." Chris stopped, "I'm going to ask Bianca."

"Oh." I said, "That's...well, that's great."

"What?" Chris asked.

"I just, I mean, I thought you two were on a break." I said, "You were dating that nice girl, what's her name, Leela?"

"Leona." Chris said, "And even her name is weird."

"Well, I say go for it." I smiled, "What's the worst she could say?"

Chris looked at me angrily.

"No, yeah, ignore me." I said, "It's just that, after the torture, I don't think she'll be too excited to jump back into anything."

"I know, but I love her." Chris said.

I nodded, "Then I say go for it." I smiled.

The doorbell rang downstairs.

"I'd better go and get that. You go and be spontaneous." I smiled, leaving the bathroom. I walked downstairs to see Wyatt welcoming Victor in, "Victor!" I said, walking over and hugging him.

"Hi, how are you doing?" Victor asked, "And how is my great-grandson?"

"He's great." I said, "He's right in here." I said, ushering him into the living room.


Chris stood outside Bianca's apartment, knocking but getting no answer. He felt nervous, like his skin would crawl off his body and erupt in flames. He knocked again, agitated at the lack of response from Bianca. Chris stood still when he heard shuffling from behind the door and soon it opened and he stared at Bianca, who looked to have not slept in days and had a blanket wrapped around her as she tried to pat down her hair, which was all over her head.

"What do you want?" Bianca asked quickly.

Chris noticed that she was looking around, "Are you okay, B?" he asked.

"I'm great." Bianca said, "Just got tortured for hours and I'm great."

"I'm so sorry about that." Chris said.

"Wasn't your fault." Bianca said.

"Can I come in?" Chris asked.

"I don't feel like entertaining." Bianca sighed.

"Well is there..."

"No." Bianca said quickly, "You know what, there is, you and your family can leave me alone."

"Is that what you really want?" Chris asked.

"That's what I really need." Bianca said, "I'm so sorry." She said, closing the door.


"Look at him," Victor said, "I remember when Wyatt was this little."

"Hard to imagine." I said.

"He's got Piper's hair." Victor said.

I just smiled.

"Your eyes." Victor said.

A pacifier levitated in orbs and appeared in Matthew's mouth.

"And Wyatt's powers." Victor said, visibly jumping.

"Wow, did you see that?" Wyatt asked.

"Yeah...yeah, I think we all saw." Piper said slowly.

"Well, we already knew that he was going to be pretty powerful." I said, looking down at my little, powerful man, "Not the first power he's used."

"I just can't wait until he's old enough to swing that bat I got him." Leo beamed, "I can't believe I'm a grandpa."

"Took `em long enough." Piper whispered to Leo.

"I think me and Piper should go." Leo said, "I mean, with the restaurant and Magic School...we're a little strapped for time."

Piper looked at Leo, "Leo, I think the restaurant can wait! Our grandson is here."

Victor, Wyatt, and I just looked around. Even Matthew stopped looking at them.

"Can we talk in the kitchen?" Leo asked.

"Sure." Piper said, following him to the kitchen.

"That's not going to go well." Wyatt said.

"Bad time?" Victor asked.

"When isn't?" I asked, "Want to hold him?"

Victor nodded and I reached in the crib, pulling the baby out. I played with him for a second and then handed him to Victor, who looked down at him proudly.

"He's a keeper, huh?" Warren said, coming from the kitchen.

"You were in the kitchen?" Wyatt asked.

"Until World War III broke out." Warren said, "I've never seen them fight."

"Yeah, you haven't been around long." Wyatt joked.

"Leo! I'm not annoying them, they love me being here!" Piper's voice came from the kitchen.

Warren looked from the kitchen to us, "Lemme guess, you don't love her being here?" he asked.

Just then, Piper marched out of the kitchen, a long of anger etched across her face, "I cannot believe your father! You just had a kid, you need me to be here!"

"Yes." I said, "Yes, we do. We need you."

Wyatt gave me a warning look.

"But! But we do need privacy cause we want to mess around." I said.

"Drake!" Wyatt said.

"You're not supposed to do that for a few weeks." Piper said, "What's this all about?"

"Look, Piper, we..." But I was cut off by the appearance of a group of demons, "Warren, get Victor and Matthew upstairs!" I shouted, ducking a fireball!

"Get the kid!" a demon shouted.

"Get this!" I said, waving my hands in the demon's direction, causing him to explode! I tried for another demon, but the demon deflected it and sent me flying backwards into the grandfather clock!

"Drake!" Wyatt shouted, making his way to me. Wyatt threw his hand forward, causing a wave of energy to blast the demons and nearly got Piper too! Some of the demons dispersed, but the rest shimmered away.

"Damn." Piper said, running over to us, "Is he alright?"

Wyatt was already healing me, "He'll be alright." He said.

I woke up quickly, raising my hands toward the air, "Where's the baby?" I asked.

"Right here." Victor said, coming down the stairs with Warren.

I walked over and took the baby from Victor, cuddling him, "Oh, is everybody alright?" I asked, looking around.

"Maybe we should do a head count." Warren said.

"Were they after my baby?" I asked.

"I think...wait, your baby?" Wyatt asked.

"I think we all know who it is." Warren said.

"Who are we talking about?" Victor asked.

"My big brother." I said quickly, "I need to take the baby upstairs."

"I can..." Piper started.

"I've got it." I said quickly, going up the stairs.

"He's been a little hormonal lately." Wyatt said.

"I know." Piper said, "I'm just trying to make this all easier for him."

"I know." Wyatt said, "He'll be okay."

"How is life a dad and husband?" Victor smiled proudly.

"It's great! I couldn't be happier." Wyatt beamed, "But we really do need to do something about his brother."

"How is Chris with all of this?" Victor asked.

"He's great..." Wyatt smiled.


I walked by Chris's room to hear a jingling and a thud! I put the baby across my shoulder and opened the door to see Chris lying on the floor with a bottle of vodka in his hand.

"Chris?" I asked.

It took a minute for Chris to look up at me, but eventually he did, "Drake? I think I'm sick." He said, laying his head back down.

"I think you're drunk." I said, still holding the baby.

"I'm not drunk, I only drunk...a bottle." Chris chuckled.

"I take it Bianca didn't say yes." I said.

Chris looked up at me angrily, "Go ahead, say I told you so! I mean, what does it matter to you? You've got a baby and a husband and..." Chris stopped.

"And the entire underworld is pretty much shooting for him already." I said, "My career's on hold and to top it all off, my brother is trying to kill my family."

Chris looked down, "You think you can talk to Bianca?" he asked.

I sighed.

"I just need you to try, I'm not expecting you to win her over." Chris said.

"Thanks." I said, "But if I have to leave the house, I don't think I can do it. I have a newborn."

"Please. I wouldn't ask but I really need you to do this for me." Chris pleaded.

"Why don't you ask Wyatt?" I asked.

Chris looked up at me, "Wyatt's not really a talker." He said.

I nodded, "But he is your brother and a whitelighter." I said, "He's known you forever."

"So have you." Chris said.

"But he's actually going to leave the house and I'm not." I said, walking to the door with my baby, "And please clean up, Piper's downstairs and her yelling at you isn't the sound I want my baby to hear."

"Thanks for nothing!" Chris shouted as I left.

I walked into the hall and right upon Wyatt, "Oh, hey baby." I said.

"Hey, I thought you were putting the baby down for a nap." Wyatt said.

"Chris is behind those doors really drunk." I said without thinking.

Wyatt looked at me, "What happened?" he asked.

"He asked Bianca to marry him, didn't really pan out." I said, "He wants me to go and talk to her."

"And..." Wyatt asked.

"And I said that you would." I said.

Wyatt looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Don't argue with me. I would so go, but I don't want to leave the baby. I really need you to do this for me. For Chris, please?" I pleaded.

Wyatt sighed, "I don't know how much good it'll do." He said, "She was tortured."

"Yeah, and she blames us. Chris needs our help" I said.

"Okay, I'll try but you have to give me something." Wyatt smirked, moving in close to us.

"Something?" I asked.

Wyatt kissed me.

"Ahem." Piper said, "Dad wants to spend time with the baby."

"And me!" Melinda said, hugging us, "Hey!"

I turned to see her standing in front of me, "Mel!" I said happily, "When..."

"Just now," Melinda smiled, "Now let me see my cute little nephew!"

Melinda and Piper disappeared with my baby. I didn't have time to protest because my husband pulled me into our room, sucking on my neck! He made it feel so good! I moaned as he sucked and he began to undress me as our lips met again. He gently pulled my shirt over my head and I gave a chuckle. I did the same for him, accidentally ripping his button up shirt. He just chuckled. I licked and sucked at his lips, trying to savor every last ounce of flavor he had, he tasted so good to me and I to him. He gently laid me on the bed, unzipping my pants while licking at my nipples until they were hard enough to bite. I moaned a little, which made him go for it more, made him want me that much more. He ripped off my jeans and threw them to the side, coming back up to my face and sucking at my lips! I could feel his need and started kissing every part of me, finally pulling my underwear off. He stood on his knees on the bed and I saw for the first time that his 9' inch cock was showing through his jeans, which he quickly discarded and then he put away his underwear. He climbed on top of me, still sucking at my face. Wyatt licked at my 8' inch dick, sucking the head and licking at it! I felt so free, freer than I had been in so long, as if I were flying. I guess that feeling was exacerbated by him licking at my hole. He licked for a long time, then inserted his fingers, playing with my hole, making me moan. I wanted to cry out, in joy, but I couldn't. Before long, he stopped and something bigger found its way into my hole. Wyatt swore as he inserted his cock, a very pained or pleasured look was written on his face, a large vein bulging in the center of his forehead.

"Ahhh, baby, you're so tight." Wyatt whispered, grabbing me into a bear hug and lifting me up. We were vertical as he started pushing me up and pulling me down onto his cock. I was speechless as he fucked me with long, hard strokes. I could feel it sliding in and out, the clapping sound almost drop my wild! Wyatt began to make out with me furiously as he pumped me up and down. There was a moment, one pure moment where our minds connected. We both had one thought: Love. It was like a summary of our whole lives, of our love. We shared memories, thoughts, and everything else in that one moment before we climaxed. Wyatt laid me back down before extracting his long cock and slumping over beside me with a look of pure joy on his face.

"I love you." I said.

"I love you too, baby." Wyatt said, leaning over and kissing me passionately.

"Promise me, you won't ever leave." I said quickly.

Wyatt looked over at me nervously, "Never." He said, "Time for me to live up to my end of the bargain." He said, getting dressed and orbing away.


Bianca sat alone in her apartment, in the dark, trying not to breathe too loud or prompt another attack on herself. She had been there before, with Chris. Marriage had been on her mind, but after Chris left her at the altar, she had given up hope that they would ever get married. Her love for Chris had caused her so much pain, mental and physical, and she was left with this. A broken heart and a severely damaged body. She was in her own head when she heard orbs.

"Chris, go away!" Bianca shouted, not bothering to look.

"Umm, I can't." Wyatt said nervously.

Bianca looked over to him, "So, what, you don't knock anymore?" she asked angrily.

"Sorry." Wyatt said, "I just came to see how you are."

"And this trip has nothing to do with Chris asking to marry me again?" Bianca asked.

Wyatt said nothing.

"Look, I don't need any more of your family's help." Bianca said, going back to her couch.

Wyatt chuckled, "My family is a demon magnet." He said.

"What?" Bianca asked.

"I'm not going to fight it, we are. But we're worried about you." Wyatt said sincerely.

"I can take care of myself." Bianca said.

"I know, believe me, I know, but...listen, Chris is really serious about this. He loves you." Wyatt said.

"Well, I'm not looking for love, so, sorry." Bianca said.

"I'm married." Wyatt said.

"Congratulations." Bianca spat.

"And I have a child." Wyatt added.

Bianca just stared.

"I know what you're feeling, like a victim. You're scared, but you need to be brave because if you're not, then who is going to be, right?" Wyatt asked.

Bianca nodded.

"I know what it's like." Wyatt said.

"You know what it's like?" Bianca asked.

"I have powers that no normal man should have. No one ever has before. I'm scared that my son is going to be killed or worse, and more realistic, taken. Not able to control his powers." Wyatt said, "And with all this power, I can't stop those things from happening."

Bianca looked at him, "How did you learn to control it?" she asked.

"I just always have been able to." Wyatt explained, "I look at my cousins and even my husband while they learn to control their powers."

"But that's good." Bianca said, "You have full control."

"I have to, all the time, or I could turn into something way worse than any demon." Wyatt said.

"I just need time." Bianca said.

"Well, you don't have to be alone while you have time. We're all family now." Wyatt smiled.

"Thanks." Bianca said.

"It's cool." Wyatt smiled, orbing away.


I walked upstairs to the attic, feeding my baby and I stopped once I noticed Piper and Kyle standing by the book, Warren sitting on the couch, and Chris standing by the window.

"What's going on?" I asked.

All eyes turned to me.

"We, uh, are looking for the demons that attacked earlier." Piper said, walking over to the baby and I, "How is Matthew?"

"A little fussy, but why are we looking for these demons?" I asked.

"The demons are all a part of different factions, so it's a little odd for them to attack in a group." Kyle explained, "That's him?" he said, walking over to us.

I raised the baby so that Kyle could baby talk with him, "Yup. Isn't he cute?" I asked.

"He's handsome." Kyle corrected.

"We need to stop these demons." Chris said.

"Gosh, not a lot of change in you now and you from the other future." Piper commented, "Can I hold him?"

"Sure." I said, handing the baby to her and walking to the book, "So, all these demons are trying to send us a message? What's the message?" I asked, touching the book.

Suddenly, I was in a heated duel with Caleb! Then I was kneeled by Chris, who had a whole in his chest! Wyatt stood a few feet away, and then there was a blinding light!


"What was that? Did you have a vision?" Piper asked, holding the baby.

"Yeah." I said, "A really bad one, I think."

"What was it?" Chris asked, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"You." I said quickly, "Me. Wyatt. Something big."

"Brutal death?" Chris asked.

"Sorta. You had a big hole in your stomach." I said, "We need to shut Caleb down, but we need a plan."

"I'm assuming freeze, kick, move won't work." Chris said.

"Hey! That move was very effective in our time." Piper smirked.

"The question is what kind of plan can we use on a fellow witch?" Warren asked.

"I'm not sure he is a witch." Kyle said.

"What?" I asked.

"His powers, they should have manifested themselves much sooner." Kyle said, "Very rare circumstances end like your brother's."

"I don't think I can kill him." I blurted.

"Then we do the next best thing, we..." Piper said.

Before I could hear another word, I was sent spiraling through a portal and landed on the floor with a thud! I looked around and saw pews and a pulpit and immediately knew where I was! I was in church! I coughed and gagged a little.

"Not the tidiest way to summon somebody, but not everyone has a Book of Shadows." Caleb's voice came from somewhere in the church.

I looked around, "I knew it was going to come to this, but I didn't expect it to be here." I said getting to my feet and wiping my mouth off.

"I figured I'd save your soul when I kill you." Caleb said.

"You're going to kill me?" I asked, "You're going to kill your own brother?"

"My brother died a long time ago." Caleb said, punching me and causing me to fly back, crashing into the pews, "Now to finish off the family."

Back at the Manor...

"And he just disappeared?" Wyatt asked, holding Matthew.

"Yeah." Chris said.

"Here." Wyatt said, handing Piper the baby, "Get Matthew as far away as you can, Magic School, he'll be protected."

Kyle grabbed Piper's arm and they orbed away.

"What do we do?" Warren asked, standing.

"I say we..."

"We what?" Warren asked.

Before he could say another word, Chris and Wyatt turned to each other and began shooting energy balls at each other! They both ducked the energy balls and continued their assault on each other, scorching furniture and breaking windows all around! Warren took cover behind an overturned table, watching as the brothers pelted each other, bruising and scorch marks popping up on their skin! The energy balls were becoming much bigger and more potent as time went on!

"Dammit, stop!" Warren said.

"They can't." Cole said.

"Dad?" Warren asked.

"We don't have long." Cole said.

"What's going on?" Warren asked.

"That little prick is controlling us, but now he's spreading himself thin." Cole said, "We don't have much time until he..."

"Dad?" Warren asked, standing beside his dad. He now noticed that Chris and Wyatt were fighting with knives, orbing and just floating in air! Before he knew what happened, a knife was coming after him and Cole dove in front of him! Cole burst into fire and Warren watched in horror! His father's spirit showed up immediately, "Dad?"

"I guess I finally did something worth doing." Cole smiled, "Live your life, son. You're a good boy." He said, dissipating in a white aura.

Wyatt orbed Excalibur into the air and slid it into Chris's chest. Chris rolled to the floor in pain!

"Wyatt!" Warren said, "What did you do?"

Wyatt threw his hand toward Warren and the sword flew to him, stopping just inches in front of him!

"Oh God, I really don't want to do this!" Warren said, looking around, "Kyle!"

Kyle materialized, catching Wyatt's attention and the sword hovered in mid-air, "Whoa!" he said.

Warren threw his hand up, sending Wyatt flying into the wall!

"What's going on?" Kyle said, surveying the room.

"Heal Chris!" Warren said.

Back at the church...

"Mom came to me, bathed in that beautiful light, and told me what I had to do." Caleb said. I was lying on my back, writhing in pain from just being punched into pews! I rolled over onto my stomach, feeling the cut from my c-section. I brought my hand up to see blood, "You were always the weak one, yet you got all the powers. And the love."

I coughed, "Is that what this is? You weren't loved enough?" I asked.

"I moved halfway around the world to get away from my absentee parents and my favored little brother. And the worst part is that you never said thank you! All that time I told my friends `No, I have to watch my little brother' because you needed me, we needed each other."

I stopped rolling around, "Oh God, you're not going to go into a rant about how I should have been there, are you? I was there! I wasn't the one who moved out at seventeen! You left me alone with those absentee parents and who else could I turn to?" I shouted angrily.

"You were always at their house, because they were witches and you were a witch and mom and dad were witches..."

"Oh shut up! It's over, done, there's no more changing the past!" I screamed, "I'm sick of this! If you want to kill me, then do it."

"I planned to." Caleb said.

I noticed that he was holding an athame. I felt the tears in my eyes, " it." I said, a tear dropping down my face.

Caleb came towards me and sucked air in, trying not to cry, but I heard something clang against the floor. I looked up to see Caleb coming towards, the knife lay a few feet away. He leaned down and took my head in his hands, "I can't. I think I'm sick!"

I exhaled, "We have to get back to the Manor, Chris and Wyat..."

"Oh no." Caleb said.

"What?" I asked.

Back at the Manor...

"What's taking so long?" Warren asked.

"Oh God." Wyatt said, looking at him in shock.

"He's dying." Kyle said, "I can't do anything."

"What do we do?" Warren asked.

"He's too far gone." Kyle said.

"No." I said as Caleb and I shimmered back into the Manor.

"You son of a bitch!" Wyatt said pouncing on him.

I pulled Wyatt off of him and we both looked at each other, "We have to do something." I said.

Wyatt looked to Chris, then at me, "Do you love me?" he asked.

"With every fiber of my being." I said.

"Then forgive me." Wyatt said.


Wyatt walked over and put his hand over the hole in Chris's and a light emanated from them. It was so bright! Suddenly, the light filled the room and I could hear Wyatt's shouting and then nothing, the lights in the room had burst!


"Already on it." Kyle said creating three orbs that illuminated the room.

"What happened?" Chris asked.

I looked around, my eyes stopping at the ashes, "Oh, no! NO!" I shouted, breaking down. I just couldn't stop my tears from falling, they just kept coming and coming.


["A Place Called Home" by Kim Richey plays in the background.]

I stood in Wyatt's room. I held his shirt, clutching it to my chest and I saw something drop onto it. For a minute, I could feel him, but it went away so fast and I realized that the spot was a tear. I was crying. I couldn't tell these days, it was like a very unreal feeling to lose him. I had stayed up, scrying for him and everytime it came to a standstill. It was official...he was gone. I had foreseen this, but I dismissed it after a while. I mean, it was so long ago! How was I supposed to know that we were still in danger? I stood in the room, clutching the shirt.

"Hey." I said slowly.

I heard the wrench drop and Leo slid from under the truck, "Pahras. What're you doing out here?" he asked.

"I live here. And I just...I was going through Wyatt's stuff and I found..." I choked, " I found this," I said, flashing a cross necklace that he had given Wyatt.

"He never took that off." Leo said.

"He, ummm...we didn't want to break it." I said quietly, "And I guess he lost it."

"Pahras..." Leo said.

"Why us, Leo? Why do we have to protect the world?" I asked, "It's my fault, I should have been on him more! I should have binded Caleb's powers earlier!"

Leo shook his head.

"You know the Elders, right?" I asked, " Leo, call them, ask them to bring him back. I DON'T CARE, I'll do anything...just bring him back!" I shouted, "LEO BRING HIM BACK!"

Leo hugged me, "I wish I could." he said.

"Leo, I'm so sorry. It should have been me." I sobbed.

"We're all going to get through this." Leo said.


Chris sat at P3, watching Kim Richey onstage, singing "A Place Called Home" and drinking heavily, while at the restaurant, Piper drank heavily, too, Warren sits in a room, telling Phoebe about what happened to his father, Henry consoles Paige, and Pahras stood, staring down at the baby in its crib. A small smile made its way across his face.

"There is nothing more you can do." Odin said, standing by a cloaked figure.

The cloaked figure reveal himself to be Wyatt, "I know." He said.