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continued to drop from nowhere as they formed the other two Charmed Ones and Prue’s third and fourth sisters. Prue never had the chance to know Paige while she was alive the first time, but she’d come to discover that the Power of Three couldn’t have fallen into more perfect hands. In order for that power to continue to grow, Prue had to relinquish her ties to magic that ran through the line of witches that had descended from her ancestor, Melinda Warren. It was the hardest decision she’d ever made in her lives, but it was also the most rewarding. She got another sister—another Warren Witch—in exchange.
    Paige wrapped Prue in a hug the moment she’d completed the orb. “Look who I—”
    â€œChat later, fight evil now,” Piper said, taking her sister by the hand.
    Phoebe barely had enough time to check out the living room, but Prue could see the sudden glimpse of relief on her face. Prue couldn’t be sure if it was due to the fact that Cole wasn’t around or that they had to go as quickly as they’d arrived.
    â€œOh, are we leaving?” Phoebe asked. “Pity. Hi, Prue. Bye, Prue!”
    â€œNice to see you too,” she said to Phoebe before holding her arm out to Paige. “Here. Place your finger on the tattoo. It should take you where you need to go.”
    Paige eyed the tattoo skeptically. “Your arm is a GPS device now?”
    â€œSomething like that,” Prue said. “No time to explain. An Innocent is in danger.”
    Paige didn’t ask another question. She placed a finger on the pentagram on Prue’s arm, then looked up in her sister’s eyes. She suddenly knew all that Prue had to tell her. Paige took Piper and Phoebe by the hands. “Thanks!”
    Prue watched as her sisters’ bodies broke up into thousands of tiny orbs again, rose into the air, and were sent off halfway around the world.
    Flying far away from her.
    Prue sighed. It was one of the few times Piper had left her since Prue had become trapped on the Nexus. She hated that she couldn’t go with her sisters to help protect their Innocent. She missed her old role in the fight against evil, but—even though they’d only left a moment ago—she missed her family even more.
    â€œThe Cole I remember wasn’t big on hiding,” Prue eventually said. She didn’t need any supernatural powers to tell her that she wasn’t entirely alone. “Actually, scratch that. There was a certain amount of lurking going on back then, if I recall correctly.”
Cole entered the living room with his trademark smirk. “I wasn’t hiding. I keep getting lost with the changing walls and floors in this place.”
    â€œOne room. I’ve changed one room so far. But now that Piper’s gone I don’t have to hold back.” She raised her arms. “But you should hold on to something.”
    Cole took a seat on the couch as Prue waved her arms like a conductor. She wasn’t sure that the movement was necessary, but she was used to activating her magic through some sort of physical movement. Old habits died hard.
    The rest of the building shifted from the Manor to a more modern castle. The interior of her new, magically created home was something out of
Architectural Digest,
the complete collection. It was everything she’d always dreamed of having in life, but she’d never had the finances to make it happen. But now that she could have it in the blink of an eye, it left her cold. Having all this stuff at her disposal wasn’t nearly as rewarding if she could just whip it up with a wave of the arm.
    Once she was done, Prue realized Cole was no longer sitting on the couch. He was outside on the newly formed balcony. Prue went out to join him and even she was surprised to see her new home was floating higher in the air. The sky above them was all pinks, yellows, and blues as the sun set over the desert.
    â€œSomeone