The door to the Manor flew open and he strode forcefully into
the house. Piper, hearing the door
open, left Stuart in the parlor and went to see who was there.
"Who are- ARRGGHH!"
The stream of light crackled as it stretched from the
spinning sphere in his hand to Piper's chest and she fell to her knees. Stuart heard her scream and came running
just as the stream of light stopped and she collapsed on the floor.
"Piper!" he called. As he started to go to her he saw him standing to the side. He changed direction and lunged at him.
The stream of light crackled again and struck Stuart in the
chest, just as it had Piper. His eyes
froze as he fell back against the wall and then they half-closed.
When the sphere's spinning stopped, he
slowly slid down the wall to the floor, his eyes closing as he fell across
Piper's outstretched arm.
Hearing cries, Phoebe came running down the stairs.
Piper!" she cried. She
dropped down to the floor and touched Stuart's face.
"No!" she sobbed as she took Piper's hand in hers,
tears filling her eyes.
Prue hurried down the stairs but stopped short when she saw
Piper and Stuart sprawled on the floor. Prue saw tears running down Phoebe's
face as she looked up at her.
"They're...dead," Phoebe said.
Prue knelt down beside Stuart and Piper and felt their
necks. Neither had a pulse..
There was a look of shock on her face as she lifted Piper's
head and held it close to her. Tears
trickled down from Prue’s eyes and she kissed Piper's forehead, then gently put
her head back down on the floor.
He caught Phoebe's attention as he stepped out into the open
from behind the living room wall. She
jumped up and started towards him.
"Stop witches and do nothing if you care about
them!" he said firmly.
"Wait," Phoebe said as Prue raised her hand.
"You killed them," Prue said, the shock turning to
anger as she stood up and stared at him.
"In a manner," he said.
"In a manner?!" Phoebe cried.
"I extracted their souls," he said.
"You killed them," Prue repeated, anger in her
"Their souls are in here," he said, slightly
raising the sphere he was holding.
"The sphere keeps a useable, though tenuous, connection between
them and their bodies. I can restore
their souls through it.
"If you do what I want."
"What you want?" Prue said. "The only
thing demons want is to kill us."
"Killing The Charmed Ones would be a real feather in my
cap," he said. "It would earn me respect and prestige.
"And I'd so enjoy killing you." He paused for a few seconds savoring the
thought, a slight smile on his face.
"But you can't put prestige in the bank, so to
speak," he continued. "Prestige won't give me more power. And that's
what I want. More power!
"One particular demon's power, to be exact.
"And that's what you're going to do for me. You're going to take that power away from
him and bring it to me."
"Who are you?" Prue asked.
"Why do you ask? So you can try to find a spell to
vanquish me?" He shook his head. "All you need to know about me is
that I have your sister's soul and I decide whether she lives or dies."
"Why don't you just take the power yourself?"
Phoebe asked. "The way you...took their souls."
"My power can connect the sphere to a soul and extract
it - and anything associated with it.
But demons don't have the same souls as mortals have. Or even witches
have. So I can't connect the sphere to
"And I can't get close enough to Tallor to try anything
else. As soon as I'm anywhere near him he senses me and uses his power to elude
"But you're The Charmed Ones. You're smart and powerful
witches. You can come up with a spell to connect the sphere to Tallor and
extract the power from him."
"I'll come up with a spell," Prue said, edging
closer, her eyes locked on his, "but I won't stop with Tallor. I'll use it
to extract powers from every demon I find.
"Starting with you!"
"Hmmph. Remember - I have your sister's soul," he
"I'll free her myself - and then I will vanquish
you!" Prue said.
"You have a reputation for being prideful and somewhat
arrogant," he said, un-fazed. "I can see now why."
"What power does Tallor have?" Phoebe asked,
afraid Prue would say something else and make matters even worse.
"You don't need to know," he said. "You just
have to cast a spell to link his power to the sphere. Once that's established,
the sphere will do the rest."
"We have to know what we'll be up against," Phoebe
said. "We have to be prepared in case he tries to use his power against
The demon thought silently for a moment. "Time travel," his eyes narrowing
as he stared at Phoebe. "Tallor's power is to travel through time."
"We don't help demons," Prue said defiantly.
"You will if you care about your sister, and this
mortal, dying," he said.
"They're already dead," Prue said, taking another
step closer to the demon. "I don't believe you - their souls can't be
"Then do nothing," he said calmly. "And they will
"Prove it," Phoebe said. "Prove that their souls can be restored. And then maybe we'll get you Tallor's
The demon was silent for a moment.
"I hadn't planned on taking the mortal's soul,"
the demon said, "just the soul from one of the three of you. I only took
his soul because he got in my way."
The demon held up the sphere and as it began spinning and
glowing a stream of light crackled from it and extended to Stuart's body. After a moment the sphere stopped and the
light retracted into it. Phoebe knelt down by Stuart and hesitantly called to
him. She saw his head move slightly and
as she lifted it into her arm he slowly began to open his eyes.
"Stuart!" Phoebe shouted.
"Ohhh...what...happened?" he asked.
"A demon took your soul," Phoebe said, "but
we got it back."
"Piper...the demon...he did something to her..."
"We know," Phoebe said. "He still has Piper's
soul. We're going to save her, too."
The demon turned to Prue and stared at her. She was silent
for a moment, then took a deep breath.
"How do we find Tallor?" she asked, angry that she
had no choice but to help him.
"He's at an abandoned warehouse just outside of the
city. Here." He handed Prue a piece of paper.
"You'd better hurry," the demon continued. "The
link between your sister's soul and her body will last for only four hours.
After that the connection will be broken and her soul can't be restored - and
she'll be dead."
"We'll work on the spell," Prue said. "Don't
you leave till we get back. And don't you do anything else to my sister."
"Stuart, stay here and protect Piper - and watch
him," Phoebe said.
The demon laughed. "You're telling this mortal to watch
me? I just chewed him up and spit him back out."
"Don't underestimate him," Phoebe said. "He's
not afraid to take on a demon."
"I didn't know what you were," Stuart said,
"but now I do. I will
protect Piper. And Phoebe and Prue,
too, while they're gone."
"Let's go," Prue said to Phoebe. "The clock
The demon glared at Stuart as Prue and Phoebe ran up the
stairs to the attic.
"I'll deal with you later, mortal," he said.
"Here," Phoebe said as she read the page in the
Book of Shadows. "This spell will link powers together. I think I can use
it to link Tallor's powers to the sphere.
"But I don't know how we'll get him to stay put long
enough to say it without having Piper to freeze him."
"There may be another way to stop him from getting
away," Prue said, and turned to the middle of the Book. "I came across it while I was looking
through the Book of Shadows last week when you and Piper were out on your dates
and I was here by myself."
"It was somewhere around here." She turned a few
pages in each direction, quickly one way and then the other.
"Here it is," Prue said. "We have to form a
triangle around the warehouse where Tallor is. And then say this spell. It will
trap him inside the triangle. If we do it right he won't be able to leave the
"We're only two," Phoebe said.
"The spell doesn't have to be said together," Prue
said. "Just at each point of the triangle, one immediately after the
other. So if I astral project fast enough I can say it at each point and cast
"It says it will only temporarily keep him trapped,"
Phoebe said. "It doesn't say how long it will last."
"You'll go inside and get Tallor's powers," Prue
said. "I'll stay outside and keep astral projecting and repeating the
spell until you're done."
Phoebe was silent for a moment.
"I don't like any of this," she said. "We're giving aid and comfort to the
enemy. We've been looking carefully at how we played our roles on Charmed to
know how to act here in real life. The
writers didn't give us scripts where we helped demons. And if our characters didn't help any demons
on Charmed then we shouldn't be helping one here, either."
"For all we know," Prue said, "he's one of
the demons planning the major destruction by the solstice. And Tallor's power could be what's needed
for their plan to succeed."
"We were picked to be the ones to stop them,"
Phoebe said, "because they thought we wouldn't act any differently in real
life than how we acted on Charmed. And on Charmed, we never let a demon get a
"Maybe you're right," Prue said, and paused.
"But there was that episode..." She stopped again.
"No - I can't think about that," Prue went
on. "Not about how I'm supposed to
play Prue Halliwell, nor about what the scripts said we would do, nor about
whatever...they had in mind when they turned me into a witch.
"Holly is my closest friend. And yours too, Alyssa.
She's going to die if we don't give that demon what he wants. Right now, that's
the only thing that matters. We have to
save Holly's life."
Prue closed her eyes for a moment, shook her head and
"Talking like this, we've slipped out of character,
again," she said. "We can't
let that happen. We have to save Holly's...save Piper's life. And we have a demon waiting for us in our
living room. We have to get back to being
just The Halliwells - and staying that way.
"We'll save Piper now and deal with the demon
Prue took a deep breath, then looked at Phoebe who nodded.
"Let's go, Phoebe," Prue said.
They copied the spells onto a piece of paper, closed the
Book of Shadows and ran down the stairs.
"You'd better move faster," the demon said to
them. "You have only about three
"We're going to get the powers," Prue said,
glaring at him. "You'd better make
sure you have a way to restore Piper's soul - no matter when we get
"If you don't...I will find you wherever you are
in time...and I'll destroy you!" she said, looking him firmly in the eye.
"If you're as fast with your witchcraft as you are in
making up dramatic threats then your sister will be safe," he replied
unfazed, handing her a second sphere.
"Don't ever think of taking up acting," he added. "Your
much too melodramatic to be any good at it."
"Let's go," Phoebe said, pulling Prue towards the
door before she could say anything else.
"What was that crack he made about my
acting?" Prue said as she started
the car. "And about my
reputation...about being prideful?" she added, indignantly.
"I'm not prideful - I'm just honest," Prue
said. "I am a damn good
actress...and a damn good witch, too!
And I'll show him that.
"I'm going to save Piper," Prue continued.
"And then I'm going to kick his demon-ass. And then he'll know who he was dealing with."
"Right..." Phoebe said. "Prideful and
arrogant? Whatever could have given him
"OK," Prue said after they had checked the
warehouse from the outside. "I'll
start saying the spell here in the front.
Then I'll astral project and say it again at each of the two far
corners. Then I'll come inside to help
Phoebe nodded. She
opened the warehouse door, the sphere in her hand, and walked inside. Large boxes were stacked ten feet high on
either side of her. She walked slowly
between them for about twenty yards until she reached an open area.
The warehouse was fairly well lit. She looked around as she stepped into the open space but didn't
see anyone. Then she heard something
behind her and as she turned around she saw someone walking towards her. He was of medium built, a few inches taller
than her and was holding a large manilla envelope in his hands.
He looked up at her, saw the sphere in her hand and quickly
closed his eyes and concentrated. As he
opened them Phoebe could see surprise on his face. He closed and opened his eyes a few more times, surprise turning
to panic. He turned, dropped the
manilla envelope and starting running between the boxes. Reaching the door, he opened it and tried to
run outside. But something held him
back from getting through the doorway.
He tried twice more but still couldn't get out. Suddenly he went flying
backwards across the warehouse and landed a few feet from Phoebe.
He looked up at her as Prue ran between the boxes to them.
"It's working," Prue said. "He couldn't get
through the doorway."
"And he tried using his time power to escape and
couldn't do that either," Phoebe said. "He's trapped."
"Who are you?" he asked, as he sat up on the
"We're witches," Prue answered. "Another demon took our sister's
soul. We're going to take your power
and give it to him to save our sister and get her soul back."
"Jôlét," he said, standing up.
"We don't know his name," Phoebe said.
"Jôlét," Tallor repeated. "That's his sphere. For some time he's been trying to steal my
power. Now he's sent witches to do it for him.
But you won't be able to take it from me any more than he could."
"You're trapped in here," Prue said. "You can't get out. And we will take your power from
Prue looked at her watch.
"We're almost out of time," she said to Phoebe. "I'm going back outside and repeat the
spell." She paused.
"Jôlét said that once the sphere is connected to
someone it can extract anything. After
you transfer the power, change the first line of the spell and extract his
"He's going to want to take revenge on us for doing
this for Jôlét. He may have some other
demon power that we don't know about.
We have to protect ourselves.
Without his memory, he won't even know that he's a demon, let alone who
Prue turned and hurried back outside.
Tallor stood up and shook his head.
"You don't have any idea who you're working for,"
"We're not working for him," Phoebe
said. "We're just doing what we
have to do to save our sister's life."
Phoebe held the sphere up opposite Tallor.
power of time travel
That this demon
Link it to this
And to the power
Phoebe heard a low rumbling sound. The sphere glowed and
started to revolve in her hand. Suddenly a light extended from the sphere to
"NO!!" he shouted. The rumbling ended as the stream of light crackled for a few
seconds and then it, too, was gone. The
sphere stopped glowing and came to a stop.
Tallor was silent for a few seconds as he looked at the
sphere, then stared at Phoebe.
"What's your name?" he asked.
Phoebe hesitated for a few seconds, unsure whether she
should tell him. "Phoebe Halliwell," she finally said.
Tallor continued to stare at her.
"You don't know Jôlét," Tallor said. "He's
going to double-cross you."
"He won't," she said. "He knows we'll come
after him if he does."
you give Jôlét the power, you won't know how to find him," Tallor said.
"You won't even know where to begin to look for him.
"But I would."
"We don't need help from a demon," Phoebe
replied. "You just want a chance
to kill us for taking away your power. I don't trust any demon."
"Really?! You're trusting Jôlét right now."
Tallor said, then paused for a second.
"I'm the only hope you have," he said.
"You're going to need me."
"We're witches," Phoebe said, confidently,
"and we have powers. If Jôlét harms our sister, we'll use our powers
"Then tell me," Tallor said slowly, continuing to
stare at Phoebe. "If you're such powerful witches, why is your
"And why are you taking orders from Jôlét?"
"They're running out of time," Jôlét said, and
stood up from his chair.
"No...you are," Stuart said. He was sitting
on the floor, holding Piper's head in his arms. He brushed his hand across her
forehead, gently laid her down on the floor and stood up.
"You're the one who's running out of time to
keep Piper's soul connected to her body," he said as he moved towards Jôlét.
Jôlét glared at him. "Don't threaten me mortal or
you'll regret it," he said.
"Regret what?" Phoebe demanded as she threw open
the door and hurried in with Prue.
"Did you get it?" Jôlét asked anxiously.
"We got it," Prue said. "How's Piper?"
she asked Stuart as she looked down at her lying on the floor.
"Unchanged," he answered.
"Give me the sphere," Jôlét demanded.
"Restore Piper's soul and you'll get it," Prue
"After I transfer the power to myself," he said.
Prue shook her head. "I'm not going to trust a demon.
Restore her soul first."
"If I leave here right now," Jôlét said, his eyes
narrowing as he looked at her, "I risk not getting the power that I
want. But I won't have anything less
than what I came with.
"You, on the other hand, will have a lot less.
You'll have lost your sister."
"Once you have your power you could use it and
disappear in time," Stuart said.
"You're not getting anything until you restore Piper's soul."
Jôlét turned angrily to Stuart.
"You're going to regret saying that," Jôlét said
Phoebe said, handing Jôlét the sphere.
He glared at Stuart for a few seconds before turning and taking it from
her. As the sphere began to spin and
glow a light extended from it to Jôlét.
He concentrated, breathing deeply for a few seconds until the sphere
"I have it," he said. "I have the
"Now restore Piper's soul!" Prue demanded.
Jôlét looked at her and then at Phoebe and Stuart.
"I don't have to," he said, smugly. "I don't have
to do anything." He paused and looked down at Piper.
"But I will. I have better things to do than to waste
my time killing you if you tried to follow me.”
Jôlét was still holding the first sphere and now it began to
spin and glow. A light extended from it
to Piper for a few seconds and then stopped.
Prue quickly knelt down and lifted her in her arms. Piper began to stir and after what seemed to
Prue to be forever, opened her eyes.
"Ohhh...what...happened?" she asked.
Prue held her tightly to her chest and lightly kissed her on
"Are you all right?" Prue asked her.
"I...I think so."
Stuart came over and together with Prue helped her stand up. As Phoebe rushed to hug her no one noticed
Jôlét make his way to the door. He walked
out then turned around and looked straight at Stuart.
"I'm not done with you, mortal," he said.
And before they could react he was gone.
Piper closed her
eyes and shuddered as she sat at the kitchen table. Prue, sitting to her right, put a cup of hot tea in her hand.
"Take some. You'll feel better," she told her.
"I felt...I was...in a daze. I felt...dead." She
lifted the cup to her lips and took a sip.
"You almost were," Prue said. "It was very close. If Jôlét had
disappeared before he restored your soul, it would have been really hard for us
to find him. We don't know how this time travel power works."
The thought of how close she had come to being really dead
made Piper shudder again.
"But there's someone who knows the power
intimately," Phoebe said, trying to re-assure Piper. "We would have used his knowledge to go
Piper drank again and put the cup down on the table.
"I think I want to lie down for a while," she said
slowly, still quite shaken.
"I'll help you upstairs," Stuart said.
"What did you mean when you said there's someone who
knows Jôlét's powers intimately?" Prue asked after Stuart came back down.
"I meant...Tallor," Phoebe answered.
"But you extracted his memory," Prue said.
"No...I didn't," Phoebe said.
"What?!" Prue exclaimed.
"If Jôlét wouldn't have restored Piper's soul, I would
have gone after him," Phoebe said. "And I knew that with his having
Tallor's power, I wouldn't know how to find him. I would need Tallor's
"Help?!" Prue exclaimed. "Tallor wouldn't
help us. He's only interested in
killing us for taking away his power. That's why his memory had to be
"I was willing to take the risk that he'd rather kill
Jôlét," Phoebe said.
"You were?" Prue said, upset. "But it's not
just you. It's all of us. You put us all in danger. Don't you realize
what you did?? Tallor can try to kill us at any time. We'll have to be constantly
looking over our shoulder."
"Phoebe did it because she has so much love in her
heart," Stuart interjected.
This has nothing to do with love," Prue said. "This is about
"It has everything to do with love," Stuart
replied. "Only someone who loves so much would throw her own safety aside
to grasp at a straw that might save someone she cares about. Or avenge
"And you gave Jôlét a power that he can use to
kill innocents," Phoebe said.
"It wasn't a new power," Prue replied..
"Tallor had it and could kill innocents himself. And I did it to save
Piper's life. And the lives of all the
innocents that we'll save with the Power of Three by stopping the demon's plan
of major destruction. I didn't do it for revenge.
"And what about reliability?” Prue asked. “We have to rely on each other without
question. What you did was
"Phoebe is responsible. To what her good and
caring heart tells her," Stuart said.
"You think putting us all in risk is responsible?"
Prue asked. She looked at Stuart for a few seconds.
"Tell me...what would you have done with Tallor?"
Stuart turned and looked at Phoebe for a few seconds. He took a deep breath as he turned back to
Prue. "I...wouldn't have done
"Then your judgement is as poor as Phoebe's," Prue
said, disappointment in her voice.
"I'll put my life in the hands of Phoebe's judgement
any day," he said.
"It already is," Prue said. "After what she
did, all of our lives are."
Prue looked back at Phoebe, then turned around and left the
kitchen. Phoebe turned to Stuart and looked deeply into his eyes.
"You would have done thing differently,"
she said after a few seconds. "You would have left Tallor without
any memory...You don't believe anything you said to Prue."
Phoebe looked into his eyes again.
"Why did you lie?" she asked.
"I care about you," Stuart answered. "And
because I care about you I'll defend you."
"Even if you believe I was wrong,” Phoebe asked, “even
if in your heart you believe I put everyone in danger?"
Stuart shook his head.
"In my heart I just-" he started to say,
shaking his head, but then caught himself and stopped. That almost slipped out,
he thought. I can't say that. I can't tell her what's really in my
heart about her. He looked at her for a
few seconds and took a deep breath.
"There isn't any right or wrong after the
fact," he said, shaking his head again slightly, "only whatever you
did. Part of...caring about you is defending you...and I will defend
you. No matter what you did...or ever
do. Nothing you could ever do would change my...my caring about you."
As Phoebe peered silently into his eyes she realized how
much he cared about her. And how much
of that other word was there.
She knew that's what it was. She knew that was the word he had really meant. The word he hadn't used.
The kiss, so light on Piper's lips, felt so good and made
It felt so good that she didn't try to analyze her
feelings. Or protest them in her
mind. She just let herself enjoy it.
"I just found out what Jôlét did to you and how you
were saved," Leo said. "I'm
just...I'm just glad that you're all right."
"Me too," Piper said. And then she realized that her arms were still around him. She glanced self-consciously at Phoebe and
"Giving a demon a power instead of vanquishing
him," Phoebe said. "It's not
what we're...supposed to be doing."
"Sometimes we have to do things that we don't want to
do," Leo said.
"Did you ever have to help a demon?" Piper asked.
"It's something I'd rather forget," he
answered. "I'm not allowed to help
them. But there was one time when I
Leo stopped and looked upward.
"Uh...They're calling me. I...have to go," he
"Your big evening break must be over," Phoebe
said, in a facetious tone.
"But you just got here," Piper protested.
"All work and no play makes Leo..." She stopped as he orbed out.
"...a dull whitelighter," she finished, slowly and
sadly, and sighed.
"I think they want him to be a dull
whitelighter," Phoebe said. "They do this on purpose."
Piper shook her head.
"What did I just do?" she asked. "I shouldn't
be caring about this.
"It's only in Charmed scripts that Piper cares. But in real life I...shouldn't..." She stopped, then took a deep breath and
looked at Phoebe.
"But...I do," she said.
"You've been through a lot today," Phoebe said.
"Demons trying to kill me...and Leo trying to love
me," Piper said. "It's getting harder each day to remember who I
really am...what I really am."
"I know," Phoebe said, putting her arms around
her. "It's tough for me, too. But we have to control Piper and Phoebe and
not let them take over and control us."
"If they haven't already," Piper said,
despairingly. Phoebe let go of her and
took her hands.
"We'll remind each other of who we really are,"
Phoebe said. "That will help. And so will sleep. It'll be easier in the
Piper said, without much conviction.
"Good night, Phoebs."
She started toward the stairs, stopped and turned around.
"Good night, Alyssa," she said, with a