Summary: Buffy Summers is the daughter of Joyce and Hank Summers. Joyce was born Patience Joyce Halliwell she was Prue, Piper and Phoebe's aunt. When Joyce dies Buffy is left in the care of her cousins.
Pairings: Prue, Piper, and Phoebe (and later Paige) canon pairings. Buffy pairing not decided.
A/U Set during and after Charmed Season 1 and Buffy season 1.
Disclaimer: I will say this only once as I don't want to repeat myself every time I post a chapter. I do not own either Charmed or Buffy. Joss Whedon owns Buffy. Charmed owned by Constance M. Burge, Paramount/Viacom and AOL Time Warner.
Special thanks to BuffyL for providing several scripts (seasons 6, 7 and 8 of Charmed) that I was missing to do this story.
Chapter 1: Something Wicca This Way Comes
Piper walks in through the front door of the manor, "Prue?"
Prue is in the dining room working on the chandelier, "In here, working on the chandelier."
Piper smiles, "Sorry I'm late."
Prue shakes her head, "What else is new? Piper, I would of been here to meet the electrician myself but you know I can't leave the museum until six. I didn't even have time to change."
Piper sighs, "I just didn't realize how long I was in Chinatown. Did Jeremy call?"
Prue shakes her head, "No, but he had some roses and a package delivered. What were you doing in Chinatown? I thought that you had an interview in North Beach."
Piper nods, "I did but I went to Young Lee market after my interview to get the ingredients for my audition recipe tomorrow."
Prue nods, "So, that wolfgang-puck knock-off didn't hire you then?"
Piper shakes her head, "No, but this just may get me the job."
Prue nods, "Jeremy sent you port?"
Piper sighs, "The ultimate ingredient for my recipe. Oh my God, I don't believe it. Tell me that's not our old spirit board?"
Prue nods, "Yeah, I found it in the basement when I was looking for the circuit tester."
Piper reads the inscription on the back, "To my three beautiful girls. May this give you the light to find the shadows? The power of three will set you free. Love, Mom. We never did figure out what this inscription meant."
Prue nods, "Well, maybe we should send it to Phoebe. That girl is so in the dark, maybe a little light will help."
Piper sighs, "You're always so hard on her."
Prue nods, "Piper, the girl has no vision, no sense of the future."
Piper shakes her head, "I really think Phoebe's coming around."
Prue sighs, "Well, as long as she doesn't come around here I guess that's good news."
In Los Angeles California Buffy Summers watched as the paramedics wheeled her mother's body out the door, tears were in her eyes. She had lost two people now in her life. First her watcher, Merrick, and now her mother.
At the Halliwell manor. Prue is fiddling with the circuit tester. "I don't get it. I have checked everything, there's no reason why the chandelier should not be working."
Piper shrugs, "You know how we've been talking about what to do with both of the spare rooms? I think you're right, we do need a roommate."
Prue nods, "We can rent the rooms at a reduced rate in exchange for some help around the house."
Piper nods, "Phoebe's good with a wrench."
Prue sighs, "Phoebe lives in New York."
Piper shakes her head, "Not anymore."
Prue frowns, "What?"
Piper smiles, "She left New York. She's moving back in with us."
Prue sighs, "You have got to be kidding."
Piper shakes her head, "Well, I could hardly say no. It's her house too. Grams left it to all three of us."
Prue nods, "Yeah, months ago and we haven't seen or spoken to her since."
Piper nods, "Well, you haven't spoken to her."
Prue nods, "No, I haven't. Look, maybe you've forgotten why I'm still mad at her."
Piper sighs, "No, of course not but she had nowhere else to go. She lost her job, she's in debt."
Prue frowns, "And this is news? How long have you known about this anyway?"
Piper nods, "A couple of days, maybe a week or two."
Prue sighs, "Thanks for sharing. When does she arrive?"
The front door opens and Phoebe walks in.
Phoebe smiles, "Surprise! I found the hide-a-key."
Piper smiles, "Phoebe, welcome home."
Phoebe smiles, "Hello, Piper." She and Piper hug.
Piper nods, "It's so good to see you. Isn't Prue?"
Prue nods, "I'm speechless."
A car horn beeps.
Phoebe smiles, "Oops. I forgot about the cab."
Piper sighs, "I'll get it." She grabs Prue's purse.
Prue frowns, "Piper, that's my purse."
Phoebe nods, "Thanks. I'll pay you back."
Prue sighs, "Is that all that you brought?"
Phoebe nods, "That's all that I own and a bike. Look, I know that you don't want me here..."
Prue shakes her head, "We're not selling Grams' house."
Phoebe sighs, "Is that why you think I came back?"
Prue nods, "Look, the only reason Piper and I gave up our apartment and moved back here because this house has been in our family for generations."
Phoebe nods, "No history lesson needed. I grew up here too. So can we talk about what's really bothering you?"
Prue frowns, "No, I'm still furious with you."
Phoebe sighs, "So, you'd rather have a tense reunion filled with boring chitchat and unimportant small talk?"
Prue shakes her head, "No, but otherwise we won't have anything to talk about."
Phoebe sighs, "I never touched Roger."
Prue frowns, "Whoa."
Phoebe nods, "I know you think otherwise because that's what that Armani-wearing, Chardonnay-slugging, trust-funder told you..."
Piper comes back in the house. "Hey, I have a great idea. Why don't I make a fabulous reunion dinner?"
Prue shakes her head, "I'm not hungry."
Phoebe nods, "I ate on the bus."
Piper sighs, "Okay, we'll try the group hug later."
In Los Angeles Buffy walks through the empty house and upstairs to the attic looking around. She walks over to a trunk in a corner.
At the Halliwell Manor Phoebe's stands in front of the mirror in her room. The news is on the TV but she's not really watching it.
Piper knocks on the door. "It's me."
Phoebe nods, "Come on in." Piper carries a tray with drinks and food on it in to the room. "Thank God. I am starving."
Piper nods, "Figured." She sees Jeremy on TV. "Hey, that's my boyfriend, Jeremy. What happened?"
Phoebe shrugs, "Some woman got whacked."
Piper frowns, "Whacked? Phoebe, you've been in New York way too long."
Phoebe nods, "Yeah, I should have stayed. Now, why didn't you tell her I was coming back?"
Piper sighs, "And risk her changing the locks? I don't think so and besides, I think you should have been the one to tell her not me."
Phoebe nods, "Good point, Chicken Little. It's just so hard for me to talk to her. She's always been more like a mother."
Piper sighs, "That's not her fault. She practically had to sacrifice..."
"Her own childhood to raise us." Phoebe and Piper said.
Phoebe sighs, "Yeah, yeah, yeah."
Piper nods, "And we're lucky she was so responsible. You and I had it easy, all we had to do was be there."
Phoebe nods, "Yeah, well, I don't need a mom anymore, you know, I need a sister."
Prue knocks on the door. She's holding a blanket. "This was always the coldest room in the house."
Phoebe smiles, "Thanks."
The phone rings, Piper goes to answer it, "Hello. No this Piper Halliwell her sister. Can I ask what this is in reference to? Joyce Summers, yeah we know her, she's our aunt. Though we haven't seen her in several years. Oh my thank you for letting us know." She hangs up the phone, "Prue! Phoebe!" Prue and Phoebe come walking into the hall. "You guys remember Aunt Joyce right?"
Prue nods, "Yeah, why?"
Piper sighs, "That was her ex-husband Hank on the phone. Aunt Joyce passed away this morning. He called to let us know the funeral is tomorrow."
Prue nods, "Where and when?"
Piper nods, "Evergreen Memorial Park in Los Angeles, at two in the afternoon."
Prue nods, "We'll go."
Short time later Piper and Phoebe are sitting at the table playing with the spirit board.
Phoebe nods, "When did you meet Jeremy?"
Piper smiles, "About six months ago - right before Grams died. We met in the hospital cafeteria the day Grams was admitted. He was covering a story and I was bawling over a bagel. So, he handed me a napkin."
Phoebe smiles, "How romantic."
Piper nods, "As a matter of fact it was. The napkin had his phone number on it." Phoebe laughs. "Stop pushing the pointer."
Phoebe sighs, "I'm not touching it."
Piper nods, "You used to always push the pointer. More popcorn?" She gets up and heads for the kitchen.
Phoebe frowns, "Hey, I forgot your question."
Piper from the kitchen, "I asked if Prue would have sex other than herself this year."
Phoebe wrinkles her nose, "That's disgusting. Please say yes." The pointer moved to the letter 'A' by itself. "Piper." It then moves to 'T'. "Piper, get in here!"
Piper sighs, "What?"
Prue comes in. "What did you guys do now?"
Piper shakes her head, "Me? I didn't do anything."
Phoebe nods, "The pointer on the spirit board. It moved on its own." Prue and Piper stare at her. "I'm serious. It spelled 'A' 'T'."
Piper sighs, "Well, did you push it?"
Phoebe shakes her head, "No."
Prue nods, "You used to always push the pointer."
Phoebe sighs, "My fingers were barely touching it. Look." She puts her fingers on the pointer. Nothing happens. Prue and Piper turn and start to leave. The pointer moves to the bottom of the board, then back to the letter 'T'. "Ah, it did it again! It moved!"
Prue and Piper turn back around and look at the board.
Prue shakes her head, "It's still on the letter 'T'."
Phoebe sighs, "I swear it moved." Prue leaves the room. The pointer moves again. Piper sees it too. "There." She stands up. "Look. You saw that right?"
Piper nods, "I think so, yeah."
Phoebe frowns, "I told you I wasn't touching it." The pointer moves again.
Piper frowns, "Prue, can you come in here for a sec?"
Prue comes back in the room. "Now what?"
Phoebe writes the letters down on an envelope.
Phoebe nods, "I think it's trying to tell us something." She holds up the envelope. "Attic."
There's a loud clap of thunder and the power goes out.
Short time later Piper is walking towards the door.
Prue is following her. "Don't you think you're overreacting? We're perfectly safe here."
Piper sighs, "Don't say that. In horror movies, the person who says that is always the next to die."
Prue nods, "It is pouring rain. There's a psycho on the loose. Jeremy's not even home."
Piper frowns, "Well I'll-I'll-I'll wait in the cab until he gets home."
Prue frowns, "That'll be cheap."
Piper sighs, "Prue, I saw that pointer move."
Prue shakes her head, "No, look, what you saw was Phoebe's fingers pushing the pointer. There's nothing in the attic, she's playing a joke on us."
Piper sighs, "We don't know that. We've lived in this house for months and we've never been able to get that attic door open." She crosses the foyer and picks up the phone. "Great, now the phone doesn't work."
Prue nods, "Yeah, the power's out. Look, go with me to the basement."
Piper frowns, "What?"
Prue nods, "I need you to hold the flashlight while I check out the main circuit box."
Piper sighs, "Phoebe will go with you to the basement won't you Phoebe."
Phoebe shakes her head, "Nope, I'm going to the attic."
Prue shakes her head, "No, you're not. We already agreed."
Phoebe sighs, "I am not waiting for some handyman to check out the attic and I'm certainly not waiting until tomorrow. I'm going now."
Phoebe walks up the stairs. Prue goes into another room.
Piper sighs, "Prue, wait."
Phoebe tries to open the attic door but it's locked. She gives up and turns to walk back down the stairs. She hears a creak and turns to see the attic door opening. She walks inside. A light shines on a trunk and she walks over to it. She opens it and there's a book inside. She picks up the book and blows the dust off. She opens it.
Phoebe nods, "The Book of Shadows." She turns the page and starts reading. "Hear now the words of the witches, the secrets we hid in the night, the oldest of Gods are invoked here, the great work of magic is sought. In this night and in this hour, I call upon the ancient power, bring your powers to we sisters three, we want the power, give us the power."
At that exact same moment in Los Angeles Buffy is going through a trunk with her mom's effects in the attic. She finds a large book and takes it out, "Book of Shadows." She opens it to the first page she reads out loud. "Hear now the words of the witches, the secrets we hid in the night, the oldest of Gods are invoked here, the great work of magic is sought. In this night and in this hour, I call upon the ancient power, bring your powers to me, I want the power, give me the power." She shakes her head, "Mom what were you into here?"
Back at the Halliwell Manor Prue and Piper enter the attic.
Prue frowns, "What are you doing?"
Phoebe smiles, "Uh ... reading an incantation. It was in this Book of Shadows, I found it in that trunk."
Piper frowns, "How did you get in here?"
Phoebe nods, "The door opened."
Piper shakes her head, "Wait a minute, an incantation? What kind of incantation?"
Phoebe nods, "It said something about there being three essentials of magic. Uh, timing, feeling and phases of the moon. If we were ever gonna do this, now - midnight on a full moon - is the most powerful time."
Piper frowns, "This? Do what?"
Phoebe smiles, "Receive our powers."
Piper nods, "What powers? Wait, our powers? You included me in this?"
Prue sighs, "No, she included all of us." She reads from the book. "Bring your powers to we sisters three. It's a book of witchcraft."
Piper frowns, "Let me see that."
They walk down the stairs.
Prue shakes her head, "Spirit boards, books of witchcraft. It figures all this freaky stuff started when you arrived."
Phoebe frowns, "Hey, I wasn't the one who found the spirit board."
Prue nods, "But it wasn't my fingers sliding around on the pointer."
Piper shakes her head, "It doesn't matter. Because nothing happened, right Phoebe, when you did that incantation?"
Phoebe nods, "Well, my head spun around and I vomited split-pea soup. How should I know?"
Piper sighs, "Well, everything looks the same."
Phoebe nods, "You're right."
Prue sighs, "But the house still needs work."
Piper nods, "Everything feels the same, so nothing's changed."
The next morning Phoebe's sitting on the steps outside drinking coffee.
Piper comes out. "You're up early."
Phoebe nods, "I never went to sleep."
Piper sighs, "Don't tell me you put on a black conical hat and spent the night flying around the neighborhood on a broomstick?" She sits down next to Phoebe.
Phoebe laughs, "The only broom I've ever had was kept in a closet beside a mop."
Piper nods, "So what were you doing?"
Phoebe sighs, "Reading. Is Prue around?"
Piper shakes her head, "She went to work early. Reading aloud?"
Phoebe shakes her head, "No. According to the Book of Shadows, one of our ancestors was a witch, named Melinda Warren."
Piper frowns, "And we have a cousin who's a drunk, an aunt who's manic, another aunt who died yesterday and whose funeral is today, and a father who's invisible." She stands up.
Phoebe sighs, "I'm serious. She practiced powers. Three powers. She could move objects with her mind, see the future and stop time. Before Melinda was burned at the stake, she vowed that each generation of Warren witches would become stronger and stronger, culminating in the arrival of three sisters." They walk to Piper's car. "Now, these sisters would be the most powerful witches the world has ever known. They're good witches and I think we're those sisters."
Piper frowns, "Look, I know what happened last night was weird and unexplainable, but we're not witches and we do not have special powers besides, Grams wasn't a witch and as far as we know, neither was mum." She kisses Phoebe on the cheek. "So take that Nancy Drew." She gets in her car. "I will see you at noon, please be ready to leave when I get here."
Phoebe nods, "We're the protectors of the innocent. We're known as the Charmed Ones." Piper drives off.
In Los Angeles Buffy is just getting up. She walks into the living room and sighs. Suddenly a knock comes at the door. She goes and opens it, "Yes?"
The man at the door smiles, "Hello. My name is Gavin Thomas. I am the attorney for your mom's estate. May I come in?" Buffy steps aside and he enters. "As you are aware you are underage. With your parents divorced and your father's work taking him all over the world he recommended we place you with another member of your mother's family. Did your mother happen to have any contact information for any of them?"
Buffy nods, "Yeah just one moment." She gets the address book from beside the phone and hands it to Gavin.
Gavin smiles, "Thank you. I will make some calls while we wait for the funeral."
Buffy nods and goes back upstairs to change out of her pajamas.
At the Museum of Natural History in San Francisco.
Roger smiles. "There's been change of plan."
Prue nods, "Change of plan regarding the Beals expedition?"
Roger nods, "The extra money that you help raise through private donations has sparked significant corporate interest. The Beals artifacts will now become part of our permanent collection."
Prue frowns, "Well, that's terrific."
Roger sighs, "Which is why the board wants someone a little more qualified to handle the collection from now on. You look surprised."
Prue shakes her head, "I don't know why. I'm furious. Not only have I been on this project since its inception, but I'm the curator who secured the entire exhibition. You're the person a little more qualified aren't you?"
Roger nods, "I could hardly say no to the board of directors, could I? But I know you'll be happy for me, after all, what's good for me is definitely good for you. Right, Miss Halliwell?"
Prue frowns, "Miss Halliwell? Since when did we stop being on a first-name-basis? When we stopped sleeping together or when I returned your engagement ring, Roger?"
Roger sighs, "I didn't realize the two were mutually exclusive. Although I certainly enjoyed one better than the other."
Prue nods, "Bastard!" She turns to leave.
Roger frowns, "Prue, wait." She stops. "I feel like I should say something if only to avoid a lawsuit." She leaves.
Outside Prue's cell phone rings, she frowns as she doesn't recognize the caller id. She answers it, "Hello?"
Gavin on the phone, "Prudence Halliwell?"
Prue sighs, "Yes."
Gavin on the phone, "My name is Gavin Thomas. I am the attorney for Joyce Summers I'm calling on behalf of Buffy Summers."
Prue frowns, "Who?"
Gavin on the phone, "Buffy Summers, Joyce Summers daughter."
Prue blinks, "I wasn't aware Aunt Joyce had a daughter. We haven't spoken in quite some time."
Gavin on the phone, "Ah… Anyways the reason for my call is because Miss Summers is currently without a legal guardian. Her father can't take care of her due to his current employment. He requested she be placed with a relation in her mother's family. From the information I gathered from Miss Summers you and your sisters are her only living family on her mother's side…"
At Quake Piper is in the kitchen making her audition meal. Just as she's pouring the port wine in a measuring cup,
Chef Moore enters the kitchen. "Your time is up. Let's see." Reading the index card. "Roast pork with gratin of fennel and penne with a port giblet sauce."
Piper shakes her head, "Chef Moore..."
Chef Moore nods, "What?"
Piper sighs, "Uh, the port..."
Chef Moore nods, "Yes, without the sauce it is nothing more than a salty marinara. A recipe from a woman's magazine. Puh!"
Piper shakes her head, "I didn't have time for…"
Chef Moore nods, "Ah-ah!"
Piper sighs, "But, but..." He puts some on a fork and raises it to his mouth. Piper waves her hands around and he stops. He stands there like a statue. "Chef Moore? Chef Moore?" She waves her hand in front of his face. "Hello? Hello?" She picks up a baster and fills it up with some port. She dribbles some on Chef Moore's forkful of food. He unfreezes and puts it in his mouth.
Chef Moore smiles, "Mmm ... this is very good. C'est magnifique."
At the Museum of Natural History in Roger's office. He's sitting in his chair facing the window, talking on the phone. "It was my idea to spark corporate interest in private donations. Not only have I been with this project since its inception," Prue walks in his office, "but we both know who really secured the entire exhibit. "He swings around on his chair and sees Prue. "Prue..."
Prue nods, "I quit."
Roger speaks into the phone, "I'm going to have to call you back." He hangs up. "Think about this, Prue."
Prue smiles, "Lousy job, lousy pay, lousy boss. What's to think about?"
Roger nods, "Your future. Because, believe me, if you walk out with no notice, you can kiss any references…"
Prue frowns, "Don't threaten me, Roger."
Roger frowns, "You know me. Had to try. You're hurt, you're angry, your pride is wounded. I understand all that. That's why you can't see that I'm doing you a favor."
Prue frowns, "Excuse me?"
Roger nods, "I had to take the exhibit away from you. If I hadn't, the board would of come and put a total stranger in my place. Think about it, Prue. I'm here for you. Not some stranger. You should be thanking me not leaving me."
Prue nods, "Well, I'm not worried. I'm certain that your intellect will make quick work of the seventy-five computer discs and thousands of pages of research I left in my office."
Roger frowns, "You're gonna regret this."
Prue shakes her head, "Oh, I don't think so. I thought breaking up with you was the best thing I'd ever done. But this definitely tops that. Goodbye, Roger." She turns and leaves towards the door.
Roger nods, "I hope there are no office supplies in your purse." She stops and wraps her hands around an imaginary neck. Roger's tie tightens around his neck and starts strangling him. He opens his draw and finds a pair of scissors. He cuts the tie off. "What the hell was that?"
Outside Quake Piper's in a phone booth. "Phoebe, answer the phone. Answer the phone." She hangs up and walks out of the booth. Jeremy walks up to her. "Oh, God, Jeremy you scared me."
Jeremy smiles, "I-I can see, I'm sorry. You okay?"
Piper nods, "Yeah, now I am. I really am. Um, what are you doing here?"
Jeremy nods, "Well, I wanted to be the first to congratulate you on your new job."
Piper smiles, "You always surprise me. How did you know?"
Jeremy laughs, "You prepared your specialty, and everyone's who's ever sampled your work, can truly see how talented you are."
Piper nods, "I get so turned on when you talk about food."
Jeremy smiles, "Hamburgers, pizza." They kiss.
Somewhere in San Francisco on the road. Phoebe is riding her bike. All of a sudden she has a premonition. In it she sees two boys on rollerblades and they skate right in front of a car which hits them. The premonition finishes. Phoebe continues riding and then sees the car and the two boys. "No! Wait!"
Phoebe rides in front of the boys stopping them from skating in front of the car. The car honks and Phoebe falls off her bike.
At the Hospital. Prue walks up to the desk. Andy is standing there with his back turned to her. "Hi, um, I'm looking for my sister, Phoebe Halliwell."
The Nurse nods, "One second please." She looks to Andy. "What's the name again?"
Andy nods, "Inspector Andrew Trudeau. Homocide. Dr Gordon's expecting me."
Prue blinks, "Andy?"
Andy turns to Prue, "Prue? I don't believe it. How are you?"
Prue smiles, "I'm good. How are you?"
Andy nods, "Fine. I just can't believe I'm running into you."
Prue nods, "Yeah, I'm picking up Phoebe. She had some kind of accident."
Andy blinks, "Is she gonna be okay?"
Prue nods, "Yeah, she'll be fine. Um, what are you doing here?"
Andy sighs, "Murder investigation."
There's an awkward silence.
The Nurse looks to Prue, "Your sisters still in x-ray's so it'll be another fifteen minutes." She looks to Andy. "Dr. Gordon's office is to the left and down the hall. He's with a patient right now but you're free to wait outside his office."
"Thank You." Andy and Prue said at the same time.
Andy nods, "Well, it's good seeing you, Prue." They shake hands.
Prue smiles, "Yeah, you too, Andy. Take care."
Andy nods, "You know, Phoebe's busy, Dr. Gordon's busy. Can I buy you a black cup of coffee while we wait?"
Prue smiles, "Sure." They walk towards the coffee machine. "So, you're an inspector now?"
Andy nods, "What can I say? In any other city I'd be called detective."
Prue smiles, "Inspector's classier."
Andy laughs, "Liking it better already."
Prue nods, "Your dad must be so proud."
Andy nods, "Third generation. You bet he's happy. How about you? You taking the world by storm?"
Prue nods, "Well, I'm living back at Grams' house, and as of an hour ago, looking for work."
Andy nods, "Oh."
Prue nods, "I heard you moved to Portland."
Andy smiles, "I'm back. You, uh, still seeing Roger?"
Prue frowns, "How did you know about him?"
Andy smiles, "I know people."
Prue sighs, "You checked up on me?"
Andy shakes his head, "I wouldn't call it that."
Prue frowns, "What would you call it?"
Andy smiles, "Inquiring minds want to know. What can I say? I'm a detective."
Short time later Prue, Piper, and Phoebe are in the car on their way to Los Angeles.
Prue shakes her head, "The Chosen Ones? The Charmed Ones? Phoebe, this is insane."
Phoebe nods, "Are you telling me that nothing strange happened to you today? You didn't freeze time or move anything?"
Prue sighs, "Roger took an exhibit away from me. All right, look, Phoebe, I know that you think you can see the future which is pretty ironic."
Phoebe nods, "Since you don't think I have one, that my vision of life is cloudy compared to your perfect hell? Even if you don't want to believe me, just once can't you trust me?"
Prue sighs, "Phoebe, I do not have special powers."
Phoebe sighs, "Really? That looked pretty special to me."
Prue frowns, "Oh my god. So, um, I can move things with my mind?"
Phoebe nods, "With how much you hold inside, you should be a lethal weapon by now."
Prue frowns, "I don't believe it."
Phoebe nods looking at Piper, "This must mean that you can freeze time." She looks at Prue. "Are you okay?"
Prue shakes her head, "No, I'm not okay. You turned me into a witch."
Phoebe sighs, "You were born one. We all were. And I think we better start to deal with it."
Phoebe nods, "When I was looking through the Book of Shadows, I saw these wood carvings. They looked like something out of a bosch paintings. All these terrifying images of three women battling different incarnations of evil."
Prue frowns, "Evil fighting evil, that's a twist."
Phoebe shakes her head, "Actually, a witch can be either good or evil. A good witch follows the Wiccan rede. 'An it harm none, do what ye will.' A bad witch or a warlock has but one goal: to kill good witches and retain their powers. Unfortunately, they look like regular people. They could be anyone, anywhere."
Prue sighs, "And this has what to do with us?"
Phoebe nods, "Well, in the first wood carving, they were in the slumber, but in the second one, they were battling some kind of warlock. I think as long as we were in the dark about our powers we were safe. Not anymore."
A short time later they pull up to the cemetery and get out.
Piper looks around at the assembled group, "I wonder which one is this Buffy that's going to be coming to live with us?"
Prue shrugs, "I don't know. Mr. Thomas said he would meet us here with her. Did you know Aunt Joyce had a daughter?"
Piper shakes her head, "No. But it's been what five years since we've seen her. And she always came alone. Even her husband Hank didn't usually come with her."
A man walks up to them with a young blonde girl. "Prudence Halliwell?"
Prue nods, "Yes. But you can call me Prue. I assume your Gavin Thomas?"
Gavin nods, "Yes and this young lady is Buffy."
Buffy smiles, "Hi. So you're my cousins, hunh?"
Phoebe smiles, "Yes we are."
Short time later Buffy looking small and vulnerable, stand around the grave with Prue, Piper and Phoebe and a fair sized group of people Buffy has never seen before. People from Joyce's other life - friends and co-workers, etc… Piper has her arm around Buffy, offering what comfort she can.
A minister speaks, but his words seem distant to Buffy's ears. "…we commend to almighty God our sister Joyce Summers…" Buffy holds her tears. Staring at the coffin. As it begins its descent into the ground. "…and we commit her body to the ground…" Buffy is weeping now. A man digs into a pile of dirt with a sharp, gravelly crunch and then casts the first pile of dirt into the casket."…earth to earth…" Buffy starts as the dirt hits the top of the coffin. She turns away into Piper's side - can't handle it. "…ashes to ashes. Dust to dust… The Lord bless her and keep her, the Lord makes his face to shine upon her and be gracious to her, the Lord lift up his countenance upon her and give her peace. Amen."
Several people echo, "Amen."
The service ends and Prue, Phoebe and Piper are the first to hug Buffy and speak kindnesses before they move off…
Many other people come to Buffy and touch her. Talk to her. But she doesn't really hear much. She's lost in a sea of unfamiliar faces and hands… She nods absently to a man whose talking at her. She's watching a workman continue to fill Joyce's grave.
A woman Buffy's never met before cries and gives Buffy her rosary.
Another woman with a young toddler, who clings to her hip, talks kindly to Buffy.
Buffy, expressionless, puts her hand out to the baby, who wraps her tiny fingers around Buffy's…
Prue, Piper and Phoebe wait nearby till Buffy is ready. They then drive her back to Joyce's house. They find Gavin waiting for them.
Gavin smiles, "Good I wanted to go over something before you left for San Francisco. In Joyce's will everything is being left to Buffy. All the proceeds from the estate sale will be put in a trust for when Buffy graduates high school to be used for college expenses, if she goes to college that is. Of course if you don't the money will then be relinquished to you on your 18th birthday. Buffy if there is anything you want to keep I would suggest you take it with you."
Prue nods, "How much time are we talking about? You know to get anything she wants to take with her."
Gavin smiles, "A few days. It will take at least a week to setup the estate sale."
Prue nods, "Then we'll pack up what Buffy wants to take with her tonight before heading back to San Francisco tomorrow."
The next day they headed back to San Francisco. Phoebe noticed the book Buffy was hugging to her in the car, "What's that?"
Buffy laid the book in her lap, "I found it in the attic. It was in amongst some of mom's stuff."
Phoebe's eyes go wide as she looks at the cover of the book, "Uhm Prue, Piper. I think you guys should see this."
Prue pulls the car over and she and Piper turn in their seats to face Phoebe and Buffy. "What is it?"
Phoebe holds up the book Buffy was holding."
Piper's eyes go wide, "You brought it with you?"
Phoebe shook her head, "No. Buffy just said she found it in her mom's attic." She turns to Buffy, "You haven't read out of the book have you?"
Buffy nods, "Just the first page."
Phoebe turns to the first page and her eyes go wide, "It's a nearly identical incantation to the one I read the other night. Except Buffy's here makes only reference to her."
Prue shakes her head, "This can't be a coincidence. Two matching books. Both you and Buffy read matching incantations." She looks at Buffy, "You read that page the night before last, correct?"
Buffy nods, "Yes. I was going through mom's stuff in the attic the night after she… I thought I couldn't do magic anyways since I'm the Slayer."
Prue shakes her head, "Slayer?"
Buffy grimaces, "Into every generation, a Slayer is born. One girl in all the world, a Chosen One. One born with the strength and skill to fight the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. To stop the spread of their evil, and the swell of their numbers. She is the Slayer."
Prue frowns, "Charmed Ones, Chosen One, Slayer. This is… We'll figure this out when we get back to the manor."
A couple hours later as they pull up at the manor Buffy's eyes go wide, "That's your house?"
Prue nods, "And yours as well now. It was left to us by Grams."
Buffy frowns, "Grams?"
Prue nods, "Yes that what we called her. She is our grandmother. She would be your grandmother also since she was Joyce's mother."
They helped Buffy take her things up to her room.
Prue smiles, "I'm going to take Phoebe to the Pharmacy to get her prescription. Piper don't you have a date with Jeremy tonight?"
Buffy puts Joyce's Book of Shadows on her new bed.
Prue smiles, "Buffy you think you will be okay for a few minutes?"
Buffy nods, "Yeah I will be fine, Prue."
Prue nods, "Make yourself at home. Okay."
Prue and Phoebe turn and head downstairs. Piper turns and heads into her room to change.
At the Pharmacy… The Pharmacist takes Phoebe's prescription, "I'll be right back with your prescription."
Phoebe smiles, "Take your time."
Prue nods, "Excuse me, where do you keep the aspirin?"
The Pharmacist nods, "Aisle three."
Phoebe nods, "Chamomile tea works great for headaches."
Prue shakes her head, "Not for this one it won't."
They wander up the aisle.
Phoebe sighs, "You know I'm not afraid of our powers. I mean, everyone inherits something from their family, right?"
Prue nods, "Yeah, money, antiques, a strong disposition. That's what normal people inherit. Us we get powers as well as a teenage girl to raise who is something called a Slayer and may have powers also."
Phoebe nods, "Who wants to be normal when we can be special?"
Prue sighs, "I want to be normal, I want my life to be... you know, isn't this aisle 3? To tell the truth I would think Buffy would want to be a normal teenager."
Phoebe shakes her head, "Well, we can't change what happened. We can't undo our or her destiny."
Prue nods, "Do you see any aspirin?"
Phoebe nods, "I see chamomile tea."
Prue sighs, "Look, I have just found out that I'm a witch, that my sisters are witches, our cousin maybe a witch and is also a Slayer, and that we have powers that will apparently unleash all forms of evil. Evil that is apparently going to come looking for us. So excuse me Phoebe, but I'm not exactly in a homeopathic mood right now."
Phoebe nods, "Then move your headache out of your mind." She stares angrily at Phoebe and a bottle of aspirin flies off the shelf and Prue catches it. "You move things when you're upset."
Prue sighs, "This is ridiculous! I thought that you landed on your arm, not your head."
Phoebe smiles, "You don't believe me."
Prue sighs, "Of course I don't believe you. Or Buffy for that matter. I think she is creating monsters to cope with the loss of her mother."
Phoebe sighs, "Ro-ger." A few more bottle of aspirin fly off the shelf. "Now let's talk about Dad and see what happens."
Prue shakes her head, "He's dead, Phoebe."
Phoebe smiles, "No, he's moved from New York, but he's very much alive."
Prue sighs, "He isn't to me. He died the day he left mom."
Phoebe frowns, "What are you talking about? He's always been a major button pusher for you. You're mad he's alive, you're mad I tried to find him, and you're mad I came back. Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad." All the medicines and bottles fly off the shelves. "Feel better?"
Prue nods, "Lots."
Phoebe smiles, "The Book of Shadows said our powers would grow."
Prue frowns, "Grow to what?" They laugh.
In a cab Piper is with Jeremy. She's holding a box of fortune cookies. "Has anything weird or unexplainable ever happened to you?"
Jeremy nods, "Sure. It's called luck or fate or some people call it miracles. Why? What happened?"
Piper shakes her head, "Forget it. Even if I could tell you, you'd swear I was crazy. Now open your fortune cookie." She hands him one.
Jeremy smiles, "Okay." He opens it and reads the bit of paper. "Soon you will be on top."
Piper frowns, "It doesn't say that."
Jeremy shakes his head, "Yes it does."
Piper nods, "Let me see that." She snatches the bit of paper off him.
Jeremy frowns, "Is that a bad thing?"
Piper sighs, "Of the world. Soon you will be on top of the world."
Jeremy nods to the cab driver, "Can you make a left on 7th please."
Driver nods, "You got it."
Piper frowns, "Hey, I thought that we were going to your place."
Jeremy smiles, "We are, but you reminded me of something. I wanna show you the old Bowing building. The view of the Bay Bridge is amazing."
Short time later they stop at the old Bowing building. Jeremy opens the door. "Well, here we are."
Piper nods, "I don't care how amazing the view is. I'm not going in there."
Jeremy shakes his head, "Come on, come on. I have a surprise inside." They step inside an elevator. Jeremy pressed the button and the elevator starts to go up. "You are gonna love this. I bet you tell Prue, Buffy and Phoebe the moment you see them."
Piper shakes her head, "I never mentioned that Phoebe came home. Or that Buffy was living with us. Shoot I don't think I've ever mentioned Buffy to you, period."
Jeremy smiles, "Whoops." He pulls out a knife.
Piper blinks, "What is that?"
Jeremy smiles, "It's your surprise."
Piper frowns, "Jeremy, stop it, you're scaring me. Damn it! I'm serious!"
Jeremy nods, "So am I. See, I've waited six months for this. Ever since Grams went to the hospital. I've known for some quite time that the moment that old witch croaked that all your powers would be released. Powers that would reveal themselves as soon as the three of you got together again. All that was needed was for Phoebe to return. Buffy being the last Halliwell and a Slayer is just going to be an added bonus."
Piper frowns, "It was you wasn't it? You killed all those women."
Jeremy shakes his head, "Not women, witches!"
Piper frowns, "Why?"
Jeremy raises his hand and flames come out of his fingertips. "It was the only way to get their powers." In a demonic voice, "And now I want yours."
Piper screams as Jeremy raises his arm about to stab Piper. She puts her hands up and he freezes. The elevator freezes as well. "Okay, think, stay calm. I gotta get outta here. Okay." She climbs up onto the next floor.
Jeremy unfreezes and he grabs her leg. He tries to pull her back into the elevator but she grabs a wooden two-by-four and hits him over the head. He falls to the floor unconscious.
Back at the manor Prue and Phoebe have arrived back home.
Buffy comes bounding down the stairs. "Took you guys long enough. What's for dinner, I'm starved."
Phoebe presses play on the answering machine.
Roger on the answering machine, "Prue, its Roger. I've decided to let you come back to work. Seriously, let's talk. Bye."
Prue comes in holding a cat. "Piper's definitely not home unless she's turned into a cat."
Phoebe frowns, "How'd the cat get in?"
Buffy smiles, "Guilty. I thought it was your guy's cat."
Prue nods, "Its okay, Buffy." She looks to Phoebe, "Um, did Piper leave a message?"
Phoebe shakes her head, "She's probably still out with Jeremy. Roger called."
Prue frowns, "Yeah, I heard."
The front door opens.
Piper walks in, "Prue?"
Phoebe nods, "In here." Piper locks the door. "Piper?"
Prue frowns, "Oh my God, what is it? What's wrong?"
Piper nods, "Lock the doors, check the windows. We don't have a lot of time. Phoebe, in the Book of Shadows, did it say how to get rid of a..."
Phoebe nods, "Warlock?" She heads up the stairs.
Buffy's eyes go wide, "A Warlock?!"
Prue blinks, "Oh my God. I'm calling the cops."
Piper nods, "And tell them what? That we're witches? That some freak with powers beyond comprehension is trying to kill us? Even if the cops did come, they'd be no match for Jeremy, and we'd be next."
Buffy nods, "Got a sword lying around?"
Phoebe from the top of the stairs, "I found the answer, come on."
They head upstairs and sit around a low table in a circle. They place candles in a circle around them.
Phoebe looks at Buffy, "Come on sweetie its okay."
Buffy nods and sits between Prue and Phoebe.
Prue nods, "Okay, we've placed the nine candles anointed with oil and spices in a circle."
Piper frowns, "Wait, I only count eight."
Phoebe nods, "Oh you forgot this one." She holds up a birthday candle.
Piper frowns, "A birthday candle?"
Phoebe shrugs, "I guess Grams was a little low on witch supplies."
Prue nods, "Alright, we need the puppet."
Piper nods, "Got it."
Phoebe lights the birthday candle and puts it in the pot.
Prue nods, "Right, we're set. Get ready to cast the spell."
Piper sighs, "Okay, first I'll make it stronger." She gets a rose and places it on top of the puppet. "Your love with wither and depart, from my life and my heart, let me be, Jeremy, and go away forever." She presses the rose thorn into the puppet and places it in the pot. "Okay, the spell's complete."
Prue nods, "Let's hope it works."
They watch the puppet and rose burn. It then explodes and catches on fire.
They start cleaning up. Phoebe picks up the pot and has a premonition. "Wait! It didn't work."
Buffy blinks, "What?"
Piper nods in agreement.
Phoebe sighs, "The spell, it didn't work."
Prue frowns, "How do you know?"
Phoebe nods, "When I touched the pot, I had a flash. I saw Jeremy."
Prue frowns, "You touched the pot and you saw him?"
Phoebe nods, "He's on his way here."
They run out of the attic and down the stairs. They run to the door and Prue opens it. Jeremy is standing there. Piper and Phoebe scream.
Jeremy smiles, "Hello, ladies." Prue stands in front of Phoebe, Buffy and Piper. They slowly walk backwards. Prue uses her power and he hits the wall.
Prue frowns, "Piper… Phoebe, take Buffy and get out of here now!" They run upstairs.
Jeremy smiles, "Cool parlor trick, bitch. You were always the tough one weren't you, Prue?"
Prue uses her powers again he hits the wall. She runs upstairs. "Phoebe, you're right, our powers are growing."
Piper frowns, "Put as many things against the door as you can."
They push a dresser against the door and put a chair on top of it.
Jeremy smiles, "Take me now, Prue. My powers are stronger than yours." He laughs. "Do you think a chair will stop me?" The chair slides off the dresser. "Do you think a dresser will stop me?" The dresser slides away from the door. "Have you witches figured it out yet? Nothing, nothing can keep us away." He laughs again.
Piper frowns, "What do we do? We're trapped."
The door explodes and there stands Jeremy. Prue, Piper and Phoebe scream.
Buffy steps between them and Jeremy. "How about a Slayer?" She starts whaling on him.
Prue nods, "Come on, we'll face him together. Do you remember the spirit board?"
Piper smiles, "The inscription on the back."
Prue nods, "The power of three will set us free." They hold hands. "Come on, we gotta say it together. Buffy get over here."
Prue, Piper, Phoebe say together, "The power of three will set us free." They continue the chant over and over. Then strong wind blows around them. They keep chanting.
Buffy joins Prue, Piper and Phoebe as she clasps hands with Prue. She starts to chant with them.
Jeremy nods, "I am not the only one! I am one of millions! In places you can't even imagine! In forms you would never believe! We are hell on earth!" He explodes and disappears.
Prue smiles, "The power of three."
Phoebe shakes her head, "The Power of Three and the Charmed Slayer."
The next morning. Prue walks outside and grabs the paper.
Andy smiles, "Good morning!" He's holding a paper and a cup of coffee.
Prue smiles, "Hey, this is a surprise."
Andy nods, "I've been feeling really guilty about that bad cup of coffee. I just want to make it up to you."
Prue smiles, "So, you brought me a good cup of coffee?"
Andy shakes his head, "Oh this? No, this is mine. I, uh, just wanted to ask you out to dinner. Unless of course you're afraid."
Prue shakes her head, "Afraid of what?"
Andy nods, "Oh, you know, having too good of time, stirring up old memories, rekindling and old flame."
Buffy comes running out of the house. She stops next to Prue.
Prue nods, "Hmm, good point, better not."
Buffy smiles and waves, "Hi." She looks at Prue and points at the paper, "I was going to get that for you."
Andy nods, "Okay. Friday night, eight o'clock? You're hesitating." He looks at Buffy, "And who might this be?"
Prue smiles, "Yeah, but it's not what you think. It's just that my life has gotten a bit complicated. And this young lady is one of the reasons it's complicated. Andy I would like you to meet Buffy…"
Buffy smiles, "Halliwell."
Prue blinks, "Halliwell?"
Buffy nods, "Well it was mom's maiden name, right? And dad hasn't been a part of my life for a while now, other than the occasional visit. So…"
Prue nods in understanding, "Halliwell it is then." She looks to Andy, "Buffy is Phoebe, Piper and my cousin. Her mother was our aunt on mom's side. Aunt Joyce recently passed away so we're going to be looking after her now."
Andy smiles, "It is a pleasure to meet you Buffy."
Buffy smiles, "It's nice to meet you too, Andy."
Prue nods as she looks at Andy, "Can I call you?"
Andy gives her his card. "Take care, Prue. It was a pleasure to meet you, Buffy."
Prue nods, "Bye, Andy."
Andy walks to his car.
Phoebe and Piper come outside.
Phoebe's holding the cat. "It's Andy. I told you I heard a man's voice."
Piper nods, "Is that why you sent Buffy out to spy on them?" Buffy smiles. "What did he want?"
Prue nods, "He asked me out."
Piper smiles, "And you said ...?"
Prue nods, "I started to say yes and then I stopped. I wondered if I could date. I mean, do witches date?"
Piper nods, "Not only do they date but they usually get the best guys."
Phoebe, Piper and Buffy laugh.
Prue shakes her head, "You three will not be laughing when this happens to you. Believe me, everything will be different now."
Phoebe nods, "Well, at least our lives won't be boring."
Prue sighs, "But they'll never be the same."
Buffy rolls her eyes, "Mine hasn't been the same since I found out I was the Slayer. Being a witch is just another thing on top of it."
Phoebe nods, "And this is a bad thing?"
Prue shakes her head, "No. But it could be a big problem."
Piper nods, "Prue's right. What are we gonna do?"
Phoebe smiles, "What can't we do?"
Prue nods, "We are gonna be careful, we're gonna be wise and we're gonna stick together. That goes for you as well Buffy. You're not alone anymore."
Buffy smiles, "I know. Day before yesterday I got cousins. Today I guess we can all say I have sisters."
Prue nods, "Yes you do."
Piper smiles, "This should be interesting."
They head inside the house. Prue stands inside the house, looks at the door and shuts it with her power.