Sometime in the past...
Piper Halliwell poured the dry cat food from the box into the bowl, and placed it on the kitchen
"Here you go, Kit," she said, as the cream colored Siamese cat made its way around the chairs to
"There's my toast," her sister Prue said, as two slices of seeded rye bread popped out of the
toaster. She grabbed them, and the jar of strawberry vanilla fruit spread from the shelf, and sat
down at the table.
"Oops...we're missing the news," Piper said. She took the jar of instant coffee from the counter in
one hand while turning on the radio with her other hand.
"...of the National Weather Service said that high tides did not occur until 2:10 AM this morning,
hours after the flooding at Pier 39," the woman's voice on the radio said.
"Any orange juice left?" third sister Phoebe asked, as she walked into the kitchen.
"Shh!" Piper said, motioninng to the radio.
"No one was hurt by the sudden rise of the bay's waters but a lot of people did get wet, including
twins Iris and Sue Kennard, teenagers visiting from Oxnard in the San Fernando Valley down the
coast. How wet did you get, Sue?"
The voice on the radio changed to that of a teenage girl.
"I was drenched," she said. "I was wearing shorts so that was good but my Reeboks were soaked.
I kept squishing when I walked."
"How about you, Iris," the reporter asked. "Were you caught by surprise by the water
overflowing the pier?"
"Yeah," Iris replied, with a little hesitation. "But...like before it happened I thought I saw
something kinda weird. I guess he was a guy. He was standing at the edge of the pier near the
water and waving his hand over it. He was real tall, like way more than six feet. And he had this
really huge, ugly head. And his eyes...they kinda glowed. Kinda freaked me out like he was from
outer space or something. But I guess they were just reflecting the colored lights on the pier.
Maybe he was, you know, just a performer taking a break."
"Thank you both and I hope you enjoy the rest of your time in San Francisco," the reporter said,
clearly not wanting to pursue Iris' comment. "Authorities have refused to speculate what caused
this strange rising of the water from the bay. From Pier 39 this is Lisa Apelt, KABL Radio News."
Pier 39, on the bay at the edge of Fisherman's Wharf, was an indoor/outdoor tourist complex with
all manner of shops and restaurants, a merry‑go‑round and outdoor performers.
"The bay doesn't suddenly flood Pier 39 on its own," Prue said. "Could be the work of a demon."
"Maybe we can find something in The Book of Shadows," Phoebe said. "That girl gave a
"A very general description," Piper said. "That could fit half of the demons in the Book. If that
Valley Girl wasn't just ‑ like, kinda totally exagerraing the whole thing, you know," she added,
mimicking Valley Girl "talk".
The telephone ringing interrupted them.
"I'll get it," Piper said and went into the living room and picked up the cordless phone.
"Hello," she said.
"Piper? It's Daryl," the voice on the other end of the line said. Daryl Morris was the Police
Inspector who was their friend.
"Good morning, Daryl," she said.
"That remains to be seen," he said. "Something strange happened at Pier 39 last night."
"Yes, we just heard it on the news," Piper said.
"When something strange happens, I think of you and your sisters," he said. "I know ‑ but I don't
want to know how ‑ you sometimes have information and insights into these...kinds of things. I've
landed the case and with tourists getting caught in a flood that shouldn't have happened, it's a high
profile case. So anything you can tell me will be appreciated."
"I can honestly tell you, Daryl, that we have no idea what caused that flood," Piper said. "But if
we get any 'insights' into what happened we'll let you know."
"Thanks," Daryl said and hung up.
"That was Morris, asking for our help ‑" Piper began as she came back into the kitchen. But she
was interrupted by a growl coming from Kit.
"Kit?" Phoebe asked. "Was that you?"
Kit gave another growl followed by a rumbling sound in her throat.
"That's not like Kit to make those sounds," Piper said. "Is something hurting her?"
"She was just contentedly eating her breakfast," Phoebe said.
"On Charmed, Kit could sense the presence of a demon and made that kind of sound as a
warning," Prue said. "So she'll do the same thing here when she's real, too."
"If there's a demon coming we'd better get prepared," Phoebe said. They got up and hurried
towards the stairs to go up to the attic when they heard a noise behind them in the living room.
They slowly went inside to look but didn't see anything. When they turned around, a huge demon
was facing them.
He raised his hand and sent an energy bolt towards them. But Prue raised her hand and deflected
the bolt away from them and towards the end table lamp, smashing it. Piper raised her hand but
the demon did not freeze.
Prue waved her hand at the demon. He went flying backwards towards the staircase, but then
immediately sprung back to exactly where he had been standing.
"That's not good," Piper observed.
"Hold hands and we'll have the Power of Three," Prue said. "Phoebe make up a spell fast!"
The sisters held each other's hand.
"Uh...uh," Phoebe began.
"Demon though we don't know who you are
With this spell we send you away from here far"
There was a flash of light and the demon was gone.
"You didn't vanquish him," Piper complained. "He can come back again. He knows where we
"I had to make up that spell without time to think about it," Phoebe answered back. "It's not as if
I had an hour to refine it.
"And besides, vanquishing spells have to be specific to the vanquishee," she added.
"The vanquishee?" Piper asked.
"Yes," Phoebe said. "We're the vanquishers so the demon is the vanquishee."
"This is no time for a lesson in grammar and vocabulary," Piper said. "That was a deadly demon."
"About whom we know nothing," Phoebe said.
"He tried to kill us!" Piper said, getting exasperated. "Isn't that enough? Or do we have to know
whether he got up this morning and decided today was such a beautiful day that he would go out
and kill the Halliwells. Or whether he was just passing by and decided to give killing us a try."
"It was neither of those," Prue said. "He didn't try very hard to kill us."
"And you're complaining?!" Piper asked increduously.
"Just pointing it out," Prue replied. "He sent only one energy bolt at us. And while we were trying
to use our powers against him without success, he didn't take the opportunity to send another
energy bolt at us.
"And we do know who he is. Almost seven feet tall, huge ugly head and gleaming eyes. He
matches that teenage girl's description. He's the demon who flooded Pier 39 last night."
Stuart Weston came down the stairs and saw the smashed lamp lying on the floor.
"I guess I missed some excitement," he said.
"Oh, a demon dropped in and tried to kill us, that's all," Piper deadpanned.
Prue told Stuart what happened, as well as the incident at Pier 39.
Stuart was quiet for a moment as he carefully sat down on the sofa, brushing away small pieces of
the broken lamp.
"I don't get it," Phoebe said. "A half‑hearted attempt to kill us and a meaningless incident at Pier
"It wasn't meaningless," Stuart said. "That demon was testing his powers, to see what he could
"And he was also testing his powers when he attacked us?" Piper asked.
"Or testing yours," Stuart answered. "To see what you could do. That's why he waited and didn't
do anything while you were figuring out what to do."
"He looked like an old demon, not someone just starting out," Phoebe said.
"Be that as it may, that's the only explanation that makes sense," he said. "Perhaps he hasn't used
his powers in a long time and wants to see if they atrophied.'
"What demon wouldn't use his powers at every opportunity he had," Piper said.
"Maybe he couldn't," Stuart answered.
"You mean as in having been locked away somewhere," Prue said. "Like in that Charmed episode
this past season...uh, what was it?"
"That Old Black Magic," Phoebe said.
"With the evil witch...Tuatha, that was her name," Prue said, recalling the show. "She had been
entombed for two hundred years. So this demon could have been entombed like that, too."
"We're just speculating," Piper said. "We should go look through the Book of Shadows. But I
have to go to P3 and check inventory. Someone is making a birthday party at the club tomorrow
and I have to know what I'm out of and need to order."
"And I have to be at a shoot at the Ferry Building for a new 415 article on its restoration," Prue
'No," Stuart said, "you have to stay together. We don't know who nor what this demon is. If he
discovers he still has his powers and comes after you again and finds you alone, you'll be in
"I'll go to the club and do the inventory for you Piper. You and Phoebe go with Prue to the shoot,
as 415 Magazine's new photo‑journalist interns. When you're done there you can come back and
search through the Book of Shadows."
The three girls looked at each other with a slight surprise at Stuart's take‑charge orders.
"Yes, boss," Phoebe said, and winked at him.
Prue was taking her last two shots of Karen Pond, the civic leader who was the driving force
behind the planned restoration of the Ferry Building.
"Come back in 2003, Prue, when the restoration will be finished," Pond said, "and then you can
do a before‑and‑after article. The first floor Marketplace will be filled with local produce and
specialty food shops. Together with the returning ferry service, the Ferry Building will be a star
attraction and vibrant landmark of the city."
"Thanks for the invitation, Karen," Prue said. "And good luck with the project. I'm sure you'll be
successful." She started to put away her camera while her "interns" took down the lights and
umbrella and began packing them away.
The workers started breaking down the restoration mock‑ups, the center pieces of Karen's
promotion. One of the workers turned on his radio to listen to music as he worked.
"You'll have to hold the umbrella in the back seat again, Phoebe," Prue said. "I can carry one of
the lights to the car, Piper."
"It's OK, I've got them," Piper said.
"Karen, did you feel a quake about a half‑hour ago," her assistant asked, as he hurried over to her.
"They're saying on the radio there was one."
"I didn't feel anything," Pond said.
The girls looked at each other and shook their heads. "We didn't feel anything, either," Piper said.
"Turn it up," Pond said to the worker. He raised the volume.
"...registered 5.5 on the Richter scale," the woman on the radio said. "That's about the middle of
the moderate range of earthquakes. If it was an earthquake."
"Why do you doubt that it was?" the female reporter asked.
"Because it wasn't felt anywhere else besides Battery Spenser," the woman answered. "That
would be the epicenter of the earthquake. There should have been shock waves and tremors
emanating from there. But there weren't any. Nothing was felt anywhere else outside of that
"If it wasn't an earthquake, what else could it have been?" the reporter asked.
"That's a good question," the woman said. "I don't have an answer...yet."
"Thank you, Dr. Hellweg," the female reporter said. "That was Dr. Peggy Hellweg, Operations
Manager of the Berkeley Seismological Laboratory at UC Berkeley, talking to us from her
"The two sinkholes opened about a dozen feet from each other," the female reporter continued. "I
can't get close enough to see them, as police have roped off the area, but I'm told each one is
about eight feet in diameter and almost five feet deep. Two women were hurt when they fell into
one of the sinkholes. They've just been taken to the hospital though I'm told their injuries are not
"Two people who just missed falling into the sinkholes are Sara Marcoux and her twelve year old
daughter Annie. Tell us what happened, Sara."
"We were standing near those two women who fell into the hole," Sara said. "But there was this
man near us. He was short with pointy ears and a broad face. He was kneeling down and waving
one hand just over the ground. His other hand was in the dirt and he was just moving the dirt
around. He didn't look normal. We wanted to get away from him so we walked away.
"It's a good thing we did because right after that the hole opened up right where we had been
standing. And then all the dirt started flying around in the air. We could hardly see where to run to
"Fortunately you did," the female reporter said. "Thank you for your eyewitness account.
Authorities are withholding comment on what caused the sudden sinkholes and the thick cloud of
dirt that filled the air. This is the second odd occurence in the past twenty‑four hours, following
the un‑explained sudden flooding of Pier 39 last night.
"Battery Spenser, a reinforced concrete gun battery, was part of the Fort Baker coastal defense,
all of which is now part of the Golden Gate National Recreation Area
"Hendrik Point, some thirty yards past the battery, is almost at the level of the top of the Golden
Gate Bridge's north tower. The bridge is often obscurred by the fog, with just the tip of the tower
visible. People come to Hendrik Point for that dramatic view.
"But today, it wasn't fog that obscurred the bridge but thick, swirling dirt. And people weren't
coming here but instead trying desperately to get away.
"Live from Hendrik Point at Battery Spenser, on the Marin Headlands, this is Lisa Apelt KABL
Karen Pond hurried off with her assistant to make a phone call.
"If that was a demon who did it then it wasn't the same one who attacked us," Phoebe said as they
walked back to the car.
"Completely opposite description," Prue said.
"Two demons testing their powers?" Piper asked. "What's the chance of that?"
"A good chance," Prue said, "if another demon has been awakening them. That means there's at
least three demons out there that we have to worry about."
"We need to find them," Phoebe said, as they put the equipment in the car, "before they find us."
"Maybe we can," Prue said, "but it's just a hunch. If Stuart is right and that demon came to test
us, then they may want to know more than just the extent of our powers. They may want to know
how we think, how we go after demons. If we go after demons."
"What's your point?" Piper asked.
"A way for them to know would be to see if we go out to Hendrik Point to look for them," Prue
said. "And the only way they'd know that ‑"
"Would be if they hung around waiting to see if we did come," Phoebe said.
"Exactly," Prue said. "So going out there may be our best chance of finding them."
"I guess it's worth a try," Piper said.
"Start working on a spell, Phoebe," Prue said, as they got into the car, "in case I'm right."
"That's going to be hard to do," Phoebe said, "as we don't know anything about the third demon. And
there may be more than just the three."
"I know," Prue said. "Just do the best you can. And we'll hope that it's good enough."
They drove across the Golden Gate Bridge, then turned left on to Alexander Avenue and went
through the bridge underpass to the Marin Headlands. They turned up the road that led to Battery
Spenser, but then turned off of it on to a smaller road which led to a slightly higher elevation.
They went a small distance then pulled over to the side. The view of the bridge was partially
blocked, not a place where people came to see it and take pictures. But it did afford a decent view
of Battery Spenser.
They got out of the car and looked around.
"Even if they're watching, maybe they're doing it from someplace else," Piper said.
Prue exhaled. "This gives the best view of the battery and it doesn't have lots of people around
who could see them," she said. "But you may be right."
There was a sudden loud noise. They turned around and saw that three figures had appeared on
the other side of the road. One was very tall with a huge head and gleaming eyes. The second was
short with pointy ears.
But the third figure looked the most fearsome of them all. Because there was nothing odd about
him. What was frightening was the fury in his eyes, the sardonic smile on his mouth, the look of
absolute self‑confidence on his face. And his overall countenance that projected power and
"Hold hands!" Prue shouted and the three girls did. "Start the spell, Phoebe."
"Three demons who are testing this day
Burn now in fire and be forever away"
But the three demons had also taken each other's hand. And they stared challengingly at the three
A wind suddenly started to build, churning in a circle between the witches and the demons.
"We have the Power of Three. Why isn't it working?" Piper shouted above the rising noise of the
"Say the spell again," Prue said, and the girls repeated it. But the demons remained as they had
been across the road. Piper raised her hand to freeze them but nothing happened.
And the girls felt the wind building up stronger, pushing them back.
Dark streaks began to swirl in the wind, outlining the area that stood between them and the three
And then Piper saw it. "There's a car coming up the road," she shouted above the ever louder
noise of the swirling wind. "If it comes between us and them this wind will destroy it."
The wind had pushed them back a few feet. The ground behind them dropped off into an incline.
"Let go and jump down that incline," Prue said. The girls dropped their hands and jumped down.
The swirling winds disappeared just as the car reached the spot where the winds had been.
The girls slowly crawled back up the incline, took each other's hand for the Power of Three and
carefully peeked over the top.
The demons were gone.
"They were able to withstand the Power of Three," Leo said, shaking his head in disbelief. They
were in The Manor's living room, where Prue had told Leo, their whitelighter who guided them,
about their encounter with the threee demons.
"Not just withstand us," Phoebe said, "but they seemed to be getting stronger than us the longer
we stood there."
"I'm going to tell Kelly Anderson to come here right away," Leo said. "We need to add her witch
powers to yours." With that he orbed out in a twinkle of light.
"If Stuart's right and that third demon brought the other two back from wherever they had been,"
Prue said, "then the question is why does he need them."
"He must be planning something that he can't do by himself," Piper said.
"We know all too well that there are lots of other demons around," Phoebe said. "He could have
hooked up with any of them. Why specifically those two that he had to bring back from wherever
they had been locked away?"
"If we knew the answer to that we'd probably know why they were so strong against us," Prue
"OK ‑ I'll take first crack at the Book of Shadows and see what I can find," Piper said.
It was about thirty minutes later when Kelly Anderson and Stuart arrived at the same time at The
Manor. Piper took a break from searching through the Book of Shadows and came down from
"I went through the inventory and ordered what you need for the party," Stuart said.
"Being ready for that party is the least of our worries," Piper said, then went on to explain to
Kelly and Stuart what had happened with the three demons.
"A half‑hour of page turning is about all I can take right now," Piper said. "After a while the
demons all start to look the same."
"I know you have it but I've never looked through the Book," Kelly said. "It's all new to me. Let
me try it. Maybe I'll find something."
"It's tedium," Piper warned her.
"Maybe a fresh perspective is what we need," Stuart said.
"Go ahead, Kelly, and give it a try," Prue told her.
"I left it open to the last page I looked at," Piper said.
"Come on. I'll take you up to the attic and help you get started," Stuart offered.
"This is amazing," Kelly said, as she slowly began turning the pages of the Book. "There is so
much in here. Drawings of demons, descriptions of their powers and how to defeat and vanquish
them. And this has been handed down through the Halliwells' ancestors?"
"All the way back to Melinda Warren," Stuart said. "And Prue and her sisters have added to it, as
well. Every generation of Warren‑Halliwell witches do that."
Stuart had waited about ten minutes, making sure that the young witch
was comfortable going through the
book, as she carefully examined each page. "I'll be downstairs," he told her, then walked out of
the attic to the stairs.
"Stuart, wait," Kelly called to him. "I think I found something." He turned around and walked
back into the attic and stood beside her.
"This drawing of a demon matches one of the descriptions," she said. "Huge, rather ugly head and
gleaming eyes. It says here he is almost seven feet tall. He's called 'Uthyr'.
"'A very powerful demon, he can affect parts of reality'," Kelly read aloud. "'The danger he poses
to existence is so great he must never be underestimated nor ignored'." Kelly quickly read down
the rest of the page. "It says that ordinary witches' powers don't affect him.
That's why their spell and Piper's
trying to freeze him didn't work."
"Then how do you vanquish him?" Stuart asked as Kelly turned the page to the other side.
"You can't," the young witch said, reading down the page. "The only way to stop him is to
entomb him. Someplace he can't get out of. It seems that whoever added this to the Book did just
that ‑ almost three hundred years ago."
"That third demon must have found him and is powerful enough to have broken him out," Stuart
said. "How did the witch who entombed him do it?"
"With the Rollek Orand," Kelly said. "It's a small diamond‑shaped object, apparently some type of
crystal. There's a very exact, very detailed drawing of it."
"Why would that witch bother to do that? That's odd," Stuart said.
"Or prescient," Kelly responded. "That one day it would be needed. That one day I would need
it." Kelly paused. "You know that's my power. To duplicate in reality something that I see only in
a picture." That was a power Kelly had used when she went with the Halliwells back in time to
1955 to save Leo, and to 1967 to save Stuart, when each had been kidnapped by a siren.
"With all of this detail I can recreate the Rollek Orand," she said. She stared at the drawing in the
Book for about ten seconds. Then she began to concentrate, her breathing becoming slower and
more pronounced. After about another half a minute, a real Rollek Orand appeared in her hand.
"Wow!" Stuart said. "That's amazing, Kelly. You are one talented and powerful witch."
"Not as much as the Halliwells," she said modestly and, what she felt, was honestly.
"But they couldn't do what you just did," he said. "You're a special witch in your own right."
"Thanks," Kelly said, with a hint of a blush and a smile. "Let's see what we can find about the
other two demons." She quickly read the next page, then turned it over. Stuart didn't leave but
stayed with Kelly, looking on with her. She went through two pages about unrelated demons,
then turned over to a third page.
"This is it," she said. "They said the second demon was small, with pointy ears and a round face.
Look at the picture."
"You're right," he said. "He's called 'Egill'. And look at what's written about him."
"Almost word for word what was written about Uthyr," Kelly said. "Affects reality, never to be
underestimated. And...immune to ordinary witches' powers. The only way to defeat him is to
weaken him with the Xeled Orand and entomb him. That's what was done two hundred fifty years
"I'm guessing the Orands have that power but must be specific for a particular demon," Stuart
said. "That's why there are two different ones."
"And a detailed drawing of the Xeled Orand, too," Kelly said. She exhaled. "For me."
Kelly stared at the drawing, then began to use the power of her concentration so that the
replication would begin, just as Piper came into the attic.
"Leo's just orbed in and asked if you've found anything," she said.
At the same instant there was a loud bang. The three demons appeared across the attic, Uthyr and
Egill on either side of the third demon, holding hands that united their powers.
Kelly broke off her concentration on the drawing. She grabbed Stuart's hand and pulled him
behind her to protect him. With her other hand she aimed the Rollek Orand at Uthyr, who was on
the left end of the three demons.
The large demon instinctively raised his right hand to shield his face, as he began to falter
backwards. But the middle demon held on to him even tighter. He quickly turned towards Kelly
and motioned his head at her. A bright light leapt from his eyes and struck her in the chest.
She was still tightly holding Stuart's hand. In an instant they were both gone.
Though the blinds were closed, bits of sunlight peeked into the bedroom. Stuart reacted by slowly
opening his eyes. The clock on the night table read 6:24. He rubbed one leg up and down against
the other as he stretched. Then he turned on his left side towards Kelly.
This was the best part of the day for him. He had spent enough mornings waking up without
anyone next to him. He never wanted to feel that loneliness again. And with Kelly beside him, he
didn't. The first time he had woken up next to her in this reality had been very special to him. And
though he had been with her now for two years, he still felt the specialness of that very first
morning every day.
He felt the softness of her thighs against his, the warmth of her body against him. He ran his hand
from the tips of her fingers, up her arm and across the top of her chest just below her neck. Kelly
began to stir, slowly putting her left arm around him. Her fingers began to play his back as a
pianist plays a piano's keys, up and down, up and down, as her hand moved in slow circles.
Stuart brushed Kelly's blond hair from her face, then ran his fingers gently across her forehead.
She was awake now. Kelly had also known her share of lonely mornings and she cherished
waking up with Stuart. She realized she had not known real happiness until she and Stuart had
been thrown, with only each other, into this reality.
Now new dangers had invaded this reality. Or perhaps they were just old dangers, dormant
dangers that had awakened. There was the risk that after all this time without facing demons they
had become rusty. But as she looked at Stuart and remembered how they had reacted last night,
she didn't give that fear any credence. They would be at their best just as they had been in the past
in the other reality. But now they would face these dangers together. As an engaged and
soon‑to‑be‑married couple. As one.
Kelly moved her hand around Stuart's body until her fingers found the place they sought.
His feeling of closeness with her was even stronger. He felt so content with her. And so in love with
Then their lips found each other's. Kelly maneuvered Stuart from his side as she wrapped both of
her arms around him. Stuart felt her love for him bringing them closer together...until they were
The voice reached out to her. It seemed distant, as if it was coming through a long tunnel, like a
far away echo. Yet at the same time it was clear and distinct. A paradox, Kelly thought.
"Now is the time...now we must be ready."
The room was dark, yet there was some small illumination. Kelly looked around but couldn't see
from where it came. But it was just enough to let her see how to walk. She slowly took a half
dozen steps forward, coming to a solid door. Illuminated on the door was a combination lock and
handle, the same type of lock and handle found on a safe. But this was a door to a room, not to a
safe, she thought. What is that lock and handle doing on a room door?
Kelly tentatively extended her hand to the lock. She began to turn it left and right, turning it with
the combination. But how did she know the combination? she thought. Before she could try to
answer that, she felt a click and the lock was open.
She lifted the handle and slowly opened the door. And then she gasped.
She was looking at herself on the other side of the doorway.
Her other self was inside a five‑sided tall object. It looked like an outdoor house lantern‑lamp. It
looked like the similar odd object that Kelly and Stuart had found in the house's safe, but this one
had clear rather than metal sides. Clear sides so that she could see her other self inside of it.
She saw her blond hair was hanging loose, falling past her shoulders. She saw her face had a
determined expression, her eyes meeting her own. Her clothes were indistinct ‑ Kelly couldn't tell
what she was wearing, though she seemed to have a hazy glow over her body. But she could see
that in her right hand she held up the three‑dimensional triangular object that they had also found
in the safe. And the object was also glowing.
"Now is the time...now we must be ready," her other self repeated.
And then Kelly understood. That wasn't herself she was seeing. That was the other Kelly. The
Kelly from this alternate reality. The Kelly who had been killed by the demon.
"UHH!" Kelly sat up straight, breathing heavily. For a moment she sat frozen. Then she looked
around. She was safely in their bed. The sun behind the blinds was strong. The clock on their
night table read 9:35.
Kelly took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She remembered waking up with Stuart just after
sunup. She must have fallen back asleep with him. Then this had all been just a strange dream, she
She sat there for a couple of minutes, trying to convince herself of that. And then she realized that
it wasn't working, that she couldn't accept that. She was just telling herself something she knew in
her heart wasn't true. No...it had not been just a dream, she thought. The other Kelly had come to
her, though she didn't understand how. She had come to tell her something, to help her. She didn't
understand what she had meant. But she would find out.
Kelly sat on the sofa, a small snack table open in front of her. The two objects from the safe lay
on the table.
"You've been playing with those things for over an hour and we still don't know what they are,"
"She emphasized the word 'we'," Kelly said. "'Now we must be ready.' She was trying to connect
herself to me. But how? Why?"
"I don't know, honey, but we need to put this aside," he said. "We have to figure out what to do
tonight. This reality's Grimaldo will be at the Water Tank. And he'll be ready and waiting for you.
"I know," she said. "Maybe challenging him wasn't the best idea. But you don't understand how I
felt when he told me Grimaldo was the one who killed this reality's Kelly. She's...I feel...she's my
twin sister. Sometimes I feel like she's nearby. Like I'm stretching my hand out to her ‑ but she'd
always be just beyond my reach."
Stuart moved closer to Kelly, turned her towards him and put his arms around her, resting her
head on his shoulder.
"I do understand...because we're one," he said.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I shouldn't have said that. I know you do understand." She took a deep
breath, then pulled away from his arms.
"But you're right. We have to concentrate on tonight," she said. "Grimaldo's expecting me can
work to our advantage. He'll be overconfident that he can kill me like..." She paused for a few
seconds. "That he can easily handle me. So his guard won't be up. We can set a trap."
"What kind of trap?" Stuart asked.
Kelly thought for a moment, idly fingering the triangular object in her hand as she did. "If I had
something like Prue's crystals. She showed them to me a few days before we got sent here. She
used them to trap a demon. Put each crystal in a corner forming a square. When the demon walks
into the square, the crystals react and lock him in."
"I know what you're talking about," he said. "But Prue didn't even know how she knew about
them, let alone how to get them."
"I don't even remember them that well, not that it matters," she said, as she concentrated on her
memory of them. Suddenly Kelly felt something warm in her hand.
"That object in your hand...it's glowing," Stuart said. They both looked at the triangular object.
"That's just how it glowed in my dream," she said. "And...now I remember...the crystals."
And then they stared at the snack table. Four fuzzy, translucent objects appeared on it. In a few
seconds, they changed into four solid, diamond‑shaped crystals.
For a moment Kelly did nothing but stare at the crystals. Then she looked at the triangular object
in her hand. It was no longer glowing. Nor was it warm. She looked back at the diamond‑shaped
crystals, then slowly picked up one of them.
"This looks like the crystal that Prue showed me," she said. "But...how?"
"It...has to be your power to replicate things," Stuart said.
"But I can do that only when I have a picture of the object," she said.
Stuart thought for a moment. "The other Kelly must have had the same power of replication," he
said. "And you did have a picture of it, somewhere in your memory."
"She had this," Kelly said, opening her hand and looking at the triangular‑shaped object. "It
increased her powers."
"Letting those powers use a picture that was just in her mind," Stuart said.
"More than that," Kelly said. "I didn't even have a clear memory of these crystals. The image of
them was in my sub‑conscious. This...amplified that memory into something I could picture in my
mind. Then it used my powers to replicate them."
"That's what she was showing you in your dream," he said. "That you needed to use
this...amplifier. I don't know what else to call it."
"She did come to help me," Kelly said. "To protect me." Small tears ran from Kelly's eyes. She
dabbed her face with a tissue and took a deep breath. Then she looked at the other object they had
found in the safe. Five‑sided, and a little long, its lantern‑lamp shaped sides solid metal. What had
her twin ‑ for that was how she thought of her ‑ been trying to tell her about it?
Kelly was still holding the triangular‑shaped object ‑ the amplifier as Stuart had named it ‑ as she
picked up the second object.
And then she felt a tingle in both hands. And the triangular amplifier began to glow again. The
lantern‑shaped object in her dream, the one her twin had been in, had clear sides.
Kelly drew in her breath. The object's clear sides in the dream were to show her what was inside
the real object that had metal sides, sides that could not be seen through. Sides that protected
what was inside of it. "Now we must be ready" her twin had told her. And now Kelly understood
what she had meant.
She quickly put both objects down on the table.
Kelly stood at the side of the Jones Street Water Tank. Seven Hundred Fifty gallons of water and
the mechanism to send it to where it was needed in the city's upper fire zone. Though they didn't
know what this Grimaldo's plans were, the water tank was certainly a target for any demon
wanting to do evil.
Kelly stepped further back, The darkness on the side of the tank was her ally but Kelly wanted to
be seen. She moved to her left where a small yard light made her visible. She heard a noise
coming from behind the tank. A figure slowly came around the side of the tank, then stopped. The
figure stared at Kelly.
"It can't be," he said. "You're dead. I killed you."
"Witches are more resilient than demons," Kelly said. "Here I am."
"No ‑ you're not," Grimaldo said, with malice and certainty in his voice. "Kelly Anderson's dead
body lay sprawled at my feet. I felt her all over, even sent a few more energy bolts into her
helpless and lifeless body, to make sure she was good and dead. Then I grabbed her legs and
pulled her from where she lay, her arms and blond hair trailing above her head, her eyes open but
looking nowhere in death. I enjoyed standing over her and looking down at her impotent body.
And then I got rid of her corpse.
"So you are not Kelly Anderson, the witch. Who ‑ are ‑ you?" he demanded.
Kelly stared at Grimaldo. "Her twin sister," she said, her words cold and hard. "And I'm here to
avenge my sister's death."
Kelly stepped back out of the light as Grimaldo started to laugh, an evil hideous laugh. As he took
two steps towards Kelly, Stuart, hiding in a dark corner, rushed out and placed the fourth crystal
around Grimaldo. All four crystals lit up.
Kelly's keeping Grimaldo's focus on her, together with the darkness along the side of the Water
Tank, had kept him from noticing the other three crystals. Grimaldo looked at the crystals, then
tried to keep approaching Kelly. He took three more steps and then cried out in terrible pain.
"You can't get out, Grimaldo," Kelly said. "That demon trap comes from a stronger witch than
Grimaldo pointed his hand at one of the crystals and sent an energy bolt at it, the strongest energy
bolt Kelly had ever seen. The crystal remained as it was. The demon sent a second, then a third
and a fourth energy bolt at it. But the trap did not break. The crystal remained, though there was
a very slight discoloration.
"It is only a matter of time," Grimaldo said. "Eventually I will destroy that crystal. And then I will
come and destroy you. With even more pleasure than I took in killing your sister. You will look
beautiful dying under my power."
"Time is something that you don't have," she said. "Number one, I'm told you have a 'big plan'.
What is it? You may as well tell me as you'll never get to use it."
"Oh, I'll use it all right," Grimaldo said. "When I get out of here it will still be waiting for me. So I
have lots of time. And I won't tell you a thing."
"Then we go directly to number two," Kelly said. "I'm going to vanquish you. Here and now."
Grimaldo began to laugh again. "You're sister was too weak to take me on. And despite your little
game here, you're no stronger a witch than she was. You can't hurt me."
"You're right," Kelly said. "I'm not strong enough on my own to vanquish you." She took
something out of each of her jacket pockets, holding one thing in each hand.
"But the two of us together are," she said. Her left hand held the triangular amplifier. As she
began to concentrate, the amplifier became warm and began to glow. In her right hand, she held
the lantern‑lamp object, which began to tingle her hand. The more she concentrated, the more the
amplifier glowed and the more the lantern‑lamp object tingled.
Suddenly the top of the lantern‑lamp object blew off. Something semi‑transparent began coming
out of the object. It coalesced next to Kelly and began to take shape. The shape of a young
woman, the same height and build as Kelly. There was enough detail for Stuart to make out
features. They were the same features as Kelly's.
"My sister is here," Kelly announced. Kelly took the semi‑transparent hand and held it. Though
the rest of the young woman's semi‑transparent body was not solid, Kelly felt a solid hand holding
hers. She turned her head towards the semi‑transparent figure and gave a small nod. Stuart was
certain he saw the semi‑transparent girl's head nod back.
Kelly turned to Grimaldo. And two voices were heard.
"Your name is Grimaldo and with that known
This spell has all its power aimed at you
We use the Power of Good that will defeat evil
And with that power we vanquish you forever"
A great fireball immediately engulfed Grimaldo. He struggled against it but his screams were
overwhelmed by the fireball's large roar. And then all was quiet. Nothing remained of the fireball,
nor of Grimaldo.
Kelly stared at the empty space for a few seconds. Then she turned to her "sister". She was sure
she saw a small smile cross the semi‑transparent face. And she knew without doubt that she felt a
squeeze of her hand.
Then the figure relinquished Kelly's hand. Her image started to dissipate and in a moment she was
Kelly looked at where she had just been. She felt sadness and a sense of loss. Stuart came over
and put his arm around her.
"She's gone," Kelly said quietly.
Kelly sat on the end of the living room sofa, her legs tucked underneath her, her arms folded
across her chest. She had taken a shower and changed into a San Francisco Municipal Railway
Museum tee shirt, navy blue with a white logo, and matching navy blue knee socks. She was still feeling the loss of
her "sister". Stuart sat in the middle of the sofa
"Her powers...her being...could only be used one time," Kelly said. "She concentrated on her own
powers and used the amplifier to replicate them and make them real, then captured them in that
container." Kelly exhaled. "Maybe she was afraid Grimaldo would steal them. Or she felt...she
might not survive...and someone else would need them."
"You," Stuart said gently. "Maybe she had...some feeling that you existed in another reality. And
you...would need to call on her powers."
Kelly moved closer to him. She put her head against his chest, moving her folded legs over his
thighs. Stuart put his arm around and held her tightly to him.
"I'd like to think that she knew about me," Kelly said.
"She did," Stuart assured her. "In the dream last night. And with you tonight, you felt her hand
holding yours, together vanquishing Grimaldo. You avenged her death. You did everything a...a
sister could do."
"I could feel her reading my mind as I said the spell," Kelly said.
"That's how she was able to say it word for word together with you," Stuart said.
Kelly closed her eyes and pulled herself tighter to Stuart. "For those few minutes tonight, I felt so
close to her." She sighed. "I miss her."
Kelly used her spatula to lift the pancakes out of the frying pan. She put four of the Hungry Jack
pancakes on each of the two plates that sat on the counter, then brought the plates to the kitchen
table. Stuart opened the refrigerator, grabbed the milk and maple syrup ‑ Northern Comfort Grade
A Syrup, Kelly's favorite which she specially ordered from The Green Frog store on South Hero
Island in Vermont ‑ and set them down on the table.
"I'm glad Tali is helping us plan the wedding," Kelly said, as she sat down across from Stuart.
"Even though it will be a small affair, I know she'll make it seem larger that it is."
"Tali is very capable," Stuart agreed, drowning his pancakes in the maple syrup. "She's almost as
happy about planning the wedding as we are about getting married."
"What she said about the 'bonus'..." Kelly said, leaving the sentence unfinished.
"That would be wonderful," Stuart said.
"Really?" she asked, her face brightened.
"Having a little you would be terrific," he said.
"It could be a little you," she pointed out.
"Possibly," he admitted. "But I'd rather think of having a Kelly junior around," he countered. "A
little, blond haired witch."
Kelly smiled at the thought. Having a family with Stuart would make her so happy.
"Getting back to the wedding, what age will I put on the marriage license?" she asked, as she
filled her glass with the low‑fat milk.
The two years Kelly had been living in the alternate reality had given her added maturity. Though
it tempered the youthful exuberance she had displayed as a twenty‑one year old witch, she still
brought tremendous vitality and energy to everything she did. Now she was twenty‑three, though
as this reality was five years ahead of the other one, she was technically twenty‑eight.
"We both know how young you really are," Stuart said, "but I don't believe the records that exist
here will give us a choice. But I'll still put only twenty‑four candles on your next birthday cake
come February," he added smiling. "And there aren't any candles on the wedding cake."
"The wedding," Kelly said wistfully, then exhaled. "You know there are things that I have to do
first. Things I hadn't planned on doing."
"You mean the other demons," he said.
"Even though Grimaldo is vanquished, and we saved the Water Tank from being destroyed by
him, the other demons may pick up his plan, whatever it is," she said. "And even if they don't,
they're still going to be at Pumping Station Number Two tonight. I...I can't ignore that. We hadn't
seen any evil for the two years that we've been here. But now we have.
"It's all part of what I've been feeling...that something bad was coming. Grimaldo, the demons, the
'big plan'. I'm still a witch. I can't ‑ I won't ‑ ignore evil
when I find it."
"Or it finds us," Stuart said. He thought back to how often that had happened when he was in the
other reality with the Halliwells. He hadn't really thought about them, and the demon fighting they
had done together, for a long time. "Then let's do whatever has to be done."
"Me," she said. "I will. I won't let you be in danger. Last night was...different. But not tonight.
Not whatever else is out there."
"Honey, we're engaged. We're going to be husband and wife. Whatever danger you'll be in, I'll be
there with you," he said. "That's what marriage means. That's what you mean to me. We are one
"And you know I have experience fighting demons," he added.
She paused for a few seconds. "I know you do," she said, then exhaled.
"I used the 'amplifier' to re‑create the Xeled Orand," Kelly said.
"Now we have both Orands."
"To see if it would work on that fleeting a memory of what you saw in the Book
of Shadows?" Stuart asked.
"I suppose that too," she said. "But maybe just because I'm a witch. And I need to always be
prepared for anything."
Kelly got up from the table, moved next to Stuart and put her arms around his neck. "I love you
with every ounce of me. And I will use every ounce of my powers to protect you." She brought
her head around beside his and kissed him on his lips."
She took a deep breath. "OK," she said. "Then after breakfast, we're going vanquishing potion
In the other reality, Kelly had had a choice of three or four stores from which to buy her potion
ingredients. In this reality, she managed to find just one, downtown off Market Street. Rather than
contend with downtown parking, they drove to Russian Hill, left the car there and walked down
the few blocks to Fisherman's Wharf and the F‑Line Trolley car.
The sleek PCC trolley cars ‑ once prevalent throughout the country but now almost entirely
limited to San Francisco ‑ were painted in livery representing the cities in which they had
originally run. Kelly was happy to see that the car they were on had Brooklyn's green and silver
livery. Though she grew up in San Francisco, her father, at least in the other reality, had grown up
in Brooklyn. He would regale Kelly with stories of the Brooklyn Dodgers. Kelly had been thrilled
that in this reality, the Dodgers had not only also won the 1955 World Series but, unlike in the
other reality, had won the 1956 World Series as well.
After buying the potion ingredients, they walked back towards Market Street and the trolley car
stop. As they passed a music store, Kelly looked longingly in the store's window. Had this been
two days earlier, when their lives were still normal, they would have gone inside and browsed
through the different music sections.
But today their life was no longer normal. Today their focus had to be on defeating the demons.
Stuart saw the look on Kelly's face as she peered in the window. "Come on ‑ we'll keep it to ten
minutes, no more," he said, "Let's go in."
She thought for a moment, the bag of potion ingredients, and what she had to with what she made
from them that evening, weighing heavily on her. With some hesitation, she nodded her head in
To save time, they split up in the store, separately going down different aisles. Stuart had gone up
one aisle and down a second, not seeing anything of interest that was new. He was heading back
to the store's entrance when Kelly caught up with him.
"Look at this," she said excitedly, distracted for a few moments from the demons.
"The New Glenn Miller Orchestra ‑ the Sounds Of Your Life," Stuart read from the CD cover.
"Moonlight Serenade, Pennsylvania 6‑5000 ‑ they've done his top songs. It must have just come
Though Glenn Miller had been famous in this reality as well, no one had previously attempted to
put together an orchestra playing with Miller's unique "sound".
"You love Big Band so let's add this to our collection, along with the Tommy Dorsey re‑mastered
CDs we bought last month," Stuart said.
After paying for the CD, they left the store and crossed Market Street to the trolley car stop.
"Tonight, after we've done what we have to do, we'll come home and play the CD," Stuart said.
"And we'll dance together to the music."
"That would be nice," Kelly said. A normal evening in a normal life. But would their lives ever be
Kelly put the cover on to the large, over‑sized jar, the orange liquid inside it settling down.
"I haven't made this kind of potion in two years," she said. "Since I went to New York with Prue
Halliwell." That was Kelly's trip to the SuperNatCon film festival, where she had acted in the role
of a girl who was the target of a demon. She had helped to vanquish that demon, and
consequently solved Detective Nikki Heat's murder case.
"I'm not concerned about that," Stuart said. "You're a great witch. I know you've got the potion
"Thanks for your vote of confidence," Kelly said, with a smile. "But...it's more than just that. For
two years, we've lived like normal people. Going to work, coming home at night, having dinner
together. Our excitement has been running in Crissy Field, going to shows...playing football with
Tali and Lonnie in the park."
She went over to a drawer, took out an envelope, then put its contents ‑ pictures ‑ on the table.
"Our vacation last summer in Waterton Lakes Park," she said, slowly thumbing through the top
few pictures. "We didn't have to think about demons, we didn't have to continuously watch out
She held up the picture of them that another guest had been kind enough to take. They were
sitting in the lobby of the Prince of Wales Hotel in the park's village, having the traditional British
afternoon tea in the Alberta hotel ‑ as many Canadian hotels maintained British traditions ‑ and
looking out through the picture window wall at the sun beginning to set over the lake, mountains
on either side framing the water.
She put it down and picked up another one. It was a picture Stuart had taken of her sitting on a
two‑seater surrey bike, the morning sun shining on her below the blue‑striped canopy, wearing
her grey with red lettering Waterton Lakes sweat shirt and smiling cheerfully at the camera.
"We had such a wonderful time there together," Stuart said, smiling at the memories the pictures
Kelly turned the surrey bike's steering wheel to the left, turning down a
"When you drive through the park's village on the surrey, you see the village is a lot bigger than
we thought it was," Stuart said, as he sat on the surrey bike's bench seat next to Kelly.
"Did you see the goats?" she asked. "I went outside early this morning while you were taking a
shower and saw them coming around to the porches, looking for food."
"Like the deer do around sunset," Stuart said. "It really is so nice and relaxing here."
"We didn't have to be constantly looking over our shoulders, nor worrying about whether a noise
in our house meant danger. But now... if the demons are coming through between realities...all of
that may change," she said.
He hadn't thought about that life, the life he had lived with the Halliwells and the continuously
dangerous demon fighting they had done together, for a long time. At first it was a conscious
effort, but after a month with Kelly it became natural not to think of it. He had put that life behind
Actually, two of his lives behind him. The years he had been in the real world's normal reality and
the two months he had spent in the real world's Charmed modified reality.
The life that he cared about now was his life with Kelly the past two years.
"It...may not end tonight." she said. "If demons besides these are back...whether coming out of
hiding or new ones...then everything will change. Because even if just one person needs
protection, I'll do whatever I have to do, regardless of the risk. I'm the only witch in this reality. I
won't ignore people in danger whom I can help."
"I know you will help them. Because that's you ‑ caring, selfless, responsible," he said. "And that's
part of what I love about you.
"But there's one thing that won't change," he said, taking her into his arms and looking into her
eyes. "We have each other. And in three months, we will be Mr. and Mrs. Stuart Weston."
Pumping Station Number Two was a key part of the city's fire fighting system. A white stucco
two‑story building, with arched pseudo‑Palladian windows along its front wall and a Spanish‑style
red‑tiled roof, it sat at the end of Van Ness Avenue, at the western edge of Aquatic Park. The
horseshoe shaped Municipal Pier, jutting out into San Francisco Bay to form the park's lagoon,
began just off to the Stations's right.
Stuart and Kelly had come there just after sunset. Selecting a grassy spot between some trees up a
small hill, past the Station and towards Fort Mason, they settled down to wait and watch. A large
pouch rested easily around Kelly's shoulder. As darkness came, the last few strollers made their
way eastward, past Ghiradelli Square to the shops and restaurants of Fisherman's Wharf, leaving
the area around the Station deserted.
After twenty minutes of silence, they heard noises coming from behind the building. Carefully,
they slowly made their way back down towards it. They were about ten yards away when they
heard the sounds of activity around the Station. Then from their left they heard footsteps racing
from the Municipal Pier towards them.
And then they saw what had been making the noise and activity. Translucent figures, with what
seemed to be electrical sparks inside of them, filled the area behind the Station.
"Get down!" a girl's voice shouted at them. Stuart and Kelly hit the ground but raised their heads
just enough to see a young girl with long, blond, shoulder length hair standing a few feet to their
right. She had said only two words but there was no mistaking her British accent. She was
holding, with both of her hands, the largest gun either of them had ever seen. Only it wasn't an
ordinary gun. Slung around her back and over her left shoulder, it was longer than a rifle and
three times as wide, with an oversized pistol grip and trigger guard.
A young black man with crew cut hair was with the girl as she aimed the gun over Stuart and
Kelly and fired. A huge burst of energy hit two of the translucent figures, blowing them up.
Kelly looked in wonder at what had just happened. Then she saw a figure coming around from
behind the Station to the side of the girl and the young man, pointing a hand at them.
"Get Down!" Kelly shouted at them and they instinctively dropped down. The figure sent an
energy bolt, the arc reaching to where the two of them had been standing. But as they were now
flat on the ground, it passed over them and hit the pier's railing, burning a hole in it.
Kelly jumped up and in one motion, removed a flask from her pouch and threw it at the figure.
Her quarterback's aim hit the demon squarely in the chest, the flask breaking on impact and
covering him in an orange liquid. The demon, engulfed in smoke and fire, began to scream. But in
a few seconds he and the fire were gone.
"What was that?" the blond girl asked.
"No time for questions now," the young man said, also with a British accent. They got up and ran
towards the back of the Station. Kelly and Stuart hesitated for a second, then followed them.
The blond girl raised her gun and fired at another translucent figure, blowing it up. Kelly and
Stuart watched, but then their attention was drawn to a figure at the far corner of the building.
They ran past the girl and rounded the corner.
"And so we meet again," the figure said, as they quickly stopped. They recognized the figure in
front of them. He was the demon from the Twin Peaks Reservoir. "You actually vanquished
Grimaldo. I don't know how you did that. But it doesn't matter. I know what Grimaldo's plan was.
And now I'm going to use it.
"And like I told you, I'm now immune to your little spell. But you're not immune to my power
that will kill you."
"Then you won't mind telling us what the plan is," Stuart said.
The demon laughed. "You're seeing it. They," he pointed to the translucent figures, "will take and
use all of this reality's power, electrocuting anyone in their way. Grimaldo contacted them and
'invited' them here. And we will bring destruction and take whatever life forces are left for
"Starting with your witch power. And your mortal friend's life force."
"We won't let you do that," Stuart said. "You underestimate the power of good. And the power
of this witch."
Kelly began to speak.
"Demon against whom a spell was cast
And is immune, but let that not last
I call upon all the forces of good
Combine to vanquish this great evil as we should."
For a few seconds nothing happened. But as the demon began to laugh and raised his hand to
point at Kelly, a great spinning ball of small red and yellow flames appeared above them. The ball
slowly began to descend over the demon. He tried to run but the ball held him where he stood,
until it had completely enclosed him within it.
The demon screamed but his cries were muffled by the spinning ball of flames. When the ball
began to rise, there was nothing left in the place where the demon had stood. And then the ball
"That's amazing," the young man said. He stared at the space where the ball and demon had been,
as the blond girl fired her gun again, blowing up the two remaining translucent figures.
They looked around them, then walked all around the Station. No translucent figures nor demons
remained. They all took a deep breath.
"Who are you?" Kelly asked.
"Tell us yours and we'll tell you ours," the young man said.
"I can't," Kelly said. "I can't let my secret be known."
"I think we both know that we each have a secret," the blonde girl said. "After what happened
here, we have to trust each other."
Kelly looked over at Stuart. He hesitated, then nodded his head affirmatively.
Kelly exhaled. "Kelly Anderson. I'm a witch. Those were demons, at least the ones that looked
human were. I vanquished one with a potion, the other with a spell."
"I'm Stuart Weston. I'm not a witch. But whatever Kelly does, I do it with her."
"A witch," the young man repeated.
"You can't believe it?" Kelly asked.
"No, we can," the young, blonde girl said with assurance. "I'm Rose Tyler."
"I'm Mickey Smith," the young man said.
"What were those translucent things? And what kind of a gun is that?" Stuart asked.
"They're Calitron," Rose answered. "They're aliens...from another world. That gun is specially
designed to destroy aliens. Any kind of alien."
"You mean there are others?" Kelly asked.
"Right now the aliens of concern are the Calitron," Rose said. "We should go somewhere we can
"We can go to my house," Kelly said. She looked at the Pumping Station. It wasn't damaged.
Together the four of them had averted a disaster.
Demons and aliens. The feeling she had had those uneasy nights that something very bad was
coming was being realized. And in a way even worse than she could have imagined.
Kelly handed Rose a cup of tea, then put the teapot on the snack table, next to the plate of
cookies. She would have rather had coffee herself, but as her British guests preferred tea, she
took that as well. She took her cup from the table and sat down on the sofa next to Stuart.
"You'll find this quite strange and hard to believe," Kelly began, "but we're from a different reality.
And a different time." Kelly paused to watch Rose's and Mickey's faces for their surprised
"Not strange at all," Rose said. "I've been through time and realities. So has Mickey, though not
as many different times as I've been in."
Now it was Kelly who had the surprised look on her face.
"You're not a witch. How did you do that? And why?" she asked.
"I traveled...with a friend," Rose said. "Usually for fun and adventure. But somehow we always
wound up saving...those who needed saving. Why are you here?"
"We were thrown here by a demon ‑ actually three demons joined together," Kelly said. "Two of
them have the power to affect realities. I was trying to vanquish them but before I could the lead
demon Grimaldo sent us here. Stuart was with me...helping me even then...and he was sent along
with me. And five years into the future, too.
"We've been here two years. When we first came I tried every way I knew but nothing worked.
We can't get back."
"I was thrown into this reality, too," Rose said, "while trying to save my world. I've crossed back
when my world, when all the realities, were in danger. It took a lot of work and effort to do that.
But in the end I had to come back here. And I can't do it again. Crossing realities destroys the
fabric of the universe. That's what The Doc ‑ uh, my friend told me."
Kelly heard the sadness in Rose's voice. Was it her own reality, or her friend, that she so missed.
"So we protect this reality from aliens that come here," Mickey said.
"Aliens," Kelly said, then shrugged her shoulders. "I suppose they're not any more surprising than
finding demons. Have there been many here?"
"There have been in both realities," Rose said. "And affecting both realities." She stopped and
thought for a moment. "You say you've been thrown five years into the future. That's why you
missed the aliens coming to your reality. That's the reality we come from, too."
"And you were there?" Stuart asked. "And fought the aliens there too?"
"Yes," she answered and sighed. "It was really the Doc‑...my friend who fought them. I...helped
"You did a lot more than that, Rose," Mickey said. "Don't be so modest. He couldn't have done it
"Were you 'together'?" Kelly asked gently.
"No," Rose answered. "Yes. Yes and no." Kelly saw a small tear come from Rose's eyes.
"You and Stuart?" Mickey asked.
"We're engaged to be married," Kelly replied.
"Congratulations," Mickey said.
"Tell us about the aliens," Stuart said.
"The Calitron came to London about two months ago," Rose said. "Most aliens invading
Earth show up there."
"And most demons doing evil show up in San Francisco," Stuart noted. How odd they should
each have a preference, he thought. "But until the past few days we hadn't seen any in the two
years that we've been here. But we've learned that Grimaldo in our reality has been sending them
"From what you said, that in itself can destroy both realities," Kelly said.
"We eliminated the first Calitron that came to London," Mickey said. "They were soaking up
electrical energy and electrocuting people who were in their way. Then more came but they all left
London. We traced them and followed them here. But we don't know why they came here."
"The demons brought them," Stuart said. "Grimaldo was the head demon here ‑ there was one of
him in each reality. His plan was to work with the Calitron ‑ apparently their consuming electrical
energy would leave this reality without power ‑ and the demons would cause the rest of the
destruction of this reality. He somehow contacted them and brought them to Earth. Kelly
vanquished the Grimaldo from this reality but the other demons were going ahead with his plan."
"We don't know if there are any more demons left here, after the ones we vanquished," Kelly said.
"But we do know that there are lots of Calitron here," Mickey said.
"Thousands of them," Rose added. "We have to find a way to defeat them. Even without the
demons, they can destroy this reality on their own."
Kelly did not sleep well that night. The hazy feelings of something bad coming, that had
previously disturbed her sleep, were replaced with the worry of a specific and terrible danger that
was already there.
Stuart also slept poorly. The Calitron, with or without more demons, concerned him, too. But
something stronger than that had prevented his having a restful night. Something inside of him felt
different, as if something inside of him was changing. As if he was changing.
Kelly had a new exhibit that would soon be on display at the de Young Museum but she had time
to go in later in the morning to review it. With the semester nearly over, Stuart had no classes.
There were final exams to mark but they weren't due for another few days so he made his morning
free. He arranged for them to meet Rose and Mickey, then go around the city together, looking
for signs of Calitron or demon activity.
Mickey had brought along a tool case. The gun and a few tools were in it, he said, in case they
found the Calitron and needed them. They had started along The Embarcadero near the Alcatraz
Ferry, continued to Pier 39, then crossed into North Beach. After Kelly left them to go to the
museum, they crossed into Russian Hill, then skimmed the Marina District where Stuart and Kelly
They were walking through Crissy Field in the early afternoon when they gave up their quest.
Mickey went back to their motel to put away the tool case. Rose continued to walk slowly with
Stuart along the linear park's breakwater.
"This is frustrating," Rose said. "We know that at least the Calitron, if not any demons, are here
somewhere. If The Doc‑...that is, if my friend was here, he'd know how to find them."
"He sounds like an extraordinarily capable person," Stuart said. "And clearly you miss him a great
"I do," Rose said. "Sometimes I just close my eyes and make believe that he's here with me.
Sometimes...I feel like he is."
"I'm sure he is...inside of you," Stuart said. "That's how you make him feel so real. And...from
what I've seen of you, Rose...you're a special person. I'm sure he misses you, too."
They continued to walk along the bay for a while longer, the Golden Gate Bridge looming in front
of them, Rose relating bits and pieces about her time travels. And the bind that she had ‑ and still
felt ‑ with "her friend".
After a while they turned around and walked back to the beginning of the park, crossed Marina
Boulevard into the Marina District and turned on to Casa Way where Stuart's and Kelly's house
was. Kelly had come home too and met them as they reached the house.
"Give me a few minutes and I'll make something for us to eat," Kelly said.
"I'll help you," Rose said. "I'm good in the kitchen. I can do things besides shooting aliens," she
added, with a smile.
Stuart sat down on the recliner, leaned back and closed his eyes. Though he had intended to take
a brief nap he wasn't napping. Instead, thoughts started racing through his mind. And that feeling
that he had during the night ‑ the feeling that something about him was changing ‑ came back to
By the time Kelly and Rose returned to the living room with the food, it had come to him. He
knew what to do. He knew how to defeat the Calitron.
"Vanquish them?! How can I vanquish them?" Kelly asked. "They're not demons and they're not
"No...they're not," Stuart said, very slowly. "And they're not humans, either. They're evil, just like
demons and warlocks. And you, Kelly Anderson, can vanquish evil."
Stuart had, with the utmost of confidence, explained the plan to Kelly and Rose. There was no
doubt, he had said, that this was the only way to do it. And that it would work.
Rose had said nothing. She had listened and stared at Stuart, quietly accepting what he was saying
as if it was what she had been expecting and waiting for. Just as she had been many times in the
past, when she had heard "the plan" to defeat whatever threat that faced them explained to her.
But all of those times she had heard it from someone else. Yet she was reacting to this plan the
same way as she had in the past. Acceptance...and trust.
"But they're all over," Kelly protested. "Even if I could vanquish them with a spell, I'd need them
all together in one place."
"In one place," Stuart slowly repeated. Then his eyes suddenly brightened and a small smile
crossed his lips. "Then we'll get them in one place.
"Rose, how did the Calitron come down here?" he asked.
"Through lightning," she replied. "They followed the electricity down."
"And then spread through the electric grid everywhere," Stuart said with assurance. "So we go to
the power station, the main power station that connects all of the other stations on the grid ‑ and
we short it out."
"Then...everywhere will go dark," Kelly said.
"Everywhere will be without electricity," Stuart emphasized. "Except for the power station. The
shorting will cause arcs and sparks and...well you get the idea. It will be the only place that has
"And the Calitron will rush to that power plant," Rose said.
"And they'll all be in one place for you to work your spell on them, Kelly," Stuart said excitedly,
starting to run forward. Then he turned around and ran back to them.
Rose gave Stuart a long stare.
"Come on, Rose. We're going to need your friend Rickey. And his tools and equipment," Stuart
said, his eyes still gleaming as he ran off ahead of them.
Rose kept staring after Stuart.
"'Rickey'", she repeated. "That's what The Doctor ‑ what my Doctor in his first incarnation ‑
always called Mickey." She paused, confusion showing on her face. "And that excitement in his
voice and in his eyes...he's sounding like my Doctor. And the way he just ran around...he's acting
like my Doctor in his second incarnation."
"The Doctor...is that your friend?" Kelly asked. "What's his name?"
Rose exhaled. "Just...The Doctor," she answered. "And yes ‑ that's my 'friend'".
"What do you mean 'incarnation'?" Kelly asked.
"The Doctor can re‑generate himself when...when he has to. Change his appearance, his
mannerisms ‑ but still be the same Doctor inside," Rose said.
"How can...never mind, explanations will have to wait for when we have time," Kelly said. She
took both of Rose's hands in hers and closed her eyes.
"You're projecting your friend The Doctor," Kelly said after a moment. "You feel that The Doctor
is the one needed to save everyone. And you're projecting that feeling...along with your thoughts
of who and what The Doctor is." Kelly paused. "Stuart is picking up all of that."
"How?" Rose asked.
"I...don't know," Kelly said. "Stuart is just a mortal. But he's been around witches ‑ very
closely...and intimately ‑ for a long time. Something somehow...rubbed off on him. At least as far
as his senses are concerned. And he's sensing what you're projecting about The Doctor. And
reacting to it."
"That's more than just reacting," Rose said. "He's becoming just like him."
They stood at the entrance gate to the power plant. There was limited light but enough for them
to see the gate and the locking mechanism securing it.
"Hmmm...we'll have to get the gate open without alerting whoever is inside monitoring it," Stuart
said, then turned to Mickey. "Let's see what you have in that tool case of yours." Stuart opened it
and began taking out its contents one at a time.
"Wire cutter, chain cutter, jumpers, that very big gun again, acetylene torch ‑ how did you get all
of this into this small case? Hmm...it must be that it's bigger on the inside," he said
matter‑of‑factly, then continued pulling out items. "Electrical wire and cables, a meter ‑ what does
"It tells you if there are any Calitron in the wiring," Mickey answered.
"Umm..." Stuart said, then continued. "Plasma cutter, hammer, heavy duty flashlight ‑ two of
them, electrical tape...nothing that will help us here," he said.
"We also have this," Rose said, holding up a narrow, cylindrical object with a blue top.
"What's that?" Kelly asked.
"A sonic screwdriver," Rose replied.
"Where did you get it?" Kelly asked.
"From...someone special," she answered.
"Sonic...screwdriver," Stuart said very slowly, staring at it with an expression of complete
puzzlement. As he reached over to take it from Rose to examine it, his hand briefly rested on her
"Sonic screwdriver! That will do it!" he exclaimed. His face showed that now he completely
understood what it was and what it did. "I'll pop the lock and keep the screwdriver touching one
side, so the security system will think the gate's circuit is unbroken."
Rose and Kelly stared at one another with some disbelief as Mickey quickly returned everything
to the case.
Stuart held the sonic screwdriver to the lock and pressed the screwdriver's button. The top of the
screwdriver lit up blue and it emitted a steady buzz. In a second he pushed the gate open,
holding the screwdriver to the stationary side's part of the lock.
"Now - through the gate - quickly!" he commanded. They squeezed
through the opening into the
plant grounds. Stuart pulled the gate shut, then re-sealed the lock circuit with the screwdriver.
"Where do we go now?" he asked, as Rose pulled out the plant's floor plan and he looked over
"Inside here, then down the second corridor to the right," she said.
"No...that room is too small," Stuart said. "That's only a secondary feeder to the grid. Small
turbine. There," he said, pointing to a large room down the third corridor, "that's the main room.
Stuart started racing towards the entrance and the others quickly followed him. They dashed
down the hallway, came to the third corridor and turned right. And abruptly stopped.
Dozens of translucent forms, electrical sparks visible inside of them, filled the corridor, blocking
the entrance to the grid room.
"The Calitron," Mickey said. "They anticipated what we'd do."
"No...they're just taking precautions," Stuart said in a low voice. "They don't know that we're
"We can't get past them into the grid room," Rose said. "They're smart. What's the plan, now?
You do have a plan, Doctor."
"A plan," Stuart repeated slowly, a blank look on his face. "Do I have a plan?"
Kelly and Rose looked at each other. Rose ‑ inadvertently...or subconsciously ‑ had called Stuart
"Doctor". And he had responded to that name.
Realization came to Kelly. "Take Stuart's hands," she said to Rose. "When he touched your hand
before, he suddenly knew all about the sonic screwdriver. That came from your projections of The
Doctor. Stuart's physical contact with you amplified them. Along with the name 'Doctor'.
"Now take both of his hands and hold them tightly in yours," Kelly continued. "And think of
everything you can about The Doctor, about your Doctor. Think of everything you know about
him. And project all of it."
Rose hesitated for a few seconds, then turned to Stuart. She took his hands in hers and stared
deeply into his eyes. And then she began to think. She began bringing back memories of trips and
adventures. Of fun and of danger. And memories of always being able to count on one person to
come up with a plan to save the day. And to save her.
Stuart jerked backwards, pulling his hands free from Rose, his eyes wide open. He stared off into
nowhere for a moment. Then he shook his head a few times.
"A plan? Of course I have a plan," he said with confidence. "You said the Calitron are smart," as
he turned to Mickey.
"Well...yes, they are," Stuart said, turning back to face all three of them. "But we're smarter! We
have Kelly and Rose." He put his arms around their shoulders, pulling them together.
"And...Rickey," he added.
"It's Mickey," the young man grumbled.
"What we need is a diversion, something to get the Calitron's interest somewhere other than by
the entrance to the main grid room," Stuart said. "So...we give it to them. That small sub‑feeder
room down the other corridor. Go down there, Rickey, and start breaking into it. Make noises,
use your torch, anything to make the Calitron think that room is under attack.
"The floor plan showed a small passageway from outside the main room to the feeder room. Its
closest so they'll use that to go there to protect it. After you've made your noise, get out of there
fast down the main corridor and get back here."
Mickey hurried down to the sub‑feeder. He took out his hammer and began to bang loudly on the
room's door. He kept an eye on the small passageway. When the first Calitron appeared in it he
put away his hammer and dashed back to the others in the main corridor.
"Come on," Stuart said when the last of the Calitron went down the passageway to the
sub‑feeder. They hurried inside the main grid room.
Stuart went directly to a large diameter cable coming out of a conduit on one wall and connecting
to the huge turbine. He took the sonic screwdriver and held it to the cable. In a moment the cable
burst, smoke coming out from burnt wires.
"That severed the grid," Stuart said. "The only electricity left is what's in this room. The Calitron
should be coming here any minute."
The Calitron who had gone to the sub‑feeder quickly returned and came into the room as Calitron
from throughout the city began flowing through the grid conduit into the room.
"Your plan is working, Doctor," Rose said.
"Maybe working too well," Mickey said. "They're flowing in here so fast they'll overrun us. We've
got to use the spell."
"We have to wait until we get all of them," Kelly said.
"They're still coming," Rose said, looking at the conduit emptying more Calitron into the
"They have to all be here before I say the spell," Kelly said. "If they keep coming while I'm saying
the spell on the ones already here, the new ones will get to us before I can start the spell again on
The Calitron were quickly filling the room in front of them. Stuart looked around and saw a door
at the far side of the room.
"Rose, remember the very first thing I said to you when we first met?" Stuart asked.
"When we first met? Rose asked, confused. That had been only the day before.
"The plastic mannequins that came to life and the Autons," he added.
"Oh," Rose said. She realized that Stuart wasn't talking about himself. He was talking about when
The Doctor, in his first incarnation, first met her in the London department store where she had
been working. Her projections of the Doctor had put that into his mind.
"You said 'run'," she answered.
Stuart nodded his head in agreement. "Run!" he shouted
Stuart dashed for the door at the far side. Rose, Kelly and Mickey were right behind him. The
door led into a room smaller than the main grid room. The room was dark. There was a large
inside window against the wall to the main grid room, which allowed some light in and also let
them see the circuit through which the Calitron were flowing from the grid. But there was no
door on the room's other side. The only way out was the way they had come in - the main
That room was filled with Calitron. And now the room they were in was, too. They stood in the
middle of the room, where they could see through the inside window at the conduit, as the
Calitron came into it and spread out all around the room.
"They're behind us!" Kelly said.
"We're surrounded ‑ there's no place else to go," Mickey said.
The Calitron were advancing towards them from all sides, getting closer and closer, pushing the
four of them into a circle shrinking smaller and smaller.
"Wait...wait," Stuart said, as he kept one eye on the incoming circuit and one eye on the
Mickey held the gun ready in his hands. But he knew it was useless against the thousands of
Calitron around them.
Stuart looked at the circuit. Nothing more was coming from it. He knew that now all of the
Calitron were there.
"Now, Kelly!" he commanded.
Kelly took a deep breath, closed her eyes and began.
"Evil in whatever form
Demon or alien, there is no norm,
But never will you return anew
The power of this spell will forever destroy you."
Fire and smoke surrounded them. Sparks flew. They shielded their eyes and covered their mouths
And then after a minute the fire and smoke were gone. Mickey put down the gun and pulled out
the heavy‑duty flashlight, shining it around the room.
"They're gone," Mickey said.
"Wait, the meter," Rose said. She pulled the meter out of the case as Mickey aimed the light at it.
"They are all gone," she said. She ran over to the circuit and held the meter next to it "Not a
single Calitron left."
"Ohhh...Kelly Anderson...you did it," Stuart said, smiling.
"Wait," Rose interjected. "Everything is still dark. The whole city is dark." She glanced out the
small outside window in the far side wall.
"We have to fix that," Mickey said.
"Wel‑l‑l..." Stuart began, "you could take that acetylene torch and try welding the two ends of the
grid connector, then use that splicer with the wires between them, then take your electrical tape
and wrap it around all of it. That will take you...a while.
"Or...I can just use the sonic screwdriver on one end like this and on the other end like that,"
Stuart said, as he quickly ran the screwdriver along the two ends. "And then seal them together
like this." He ran the screwdriver up and down along the seam.
"And..." he said.
"Lights!" Mickey exclaimed, as the lights in the room came on.
"And in the city," Rose said, peering through the small outside window.
"You did it," Kelly exclaimed jubilantly.
"We did it," Stuart said. "We all did it."
Stuart and Kelly hugged each other as Rose and Mickey did the same. Then Rose hugged Kelly as
Stuart looked at Mickey and hesitated for a second. And then he gave him a hug, too.
Then Stuart and Rose looked at each other with a special look, opened their arms wide and
embraced each other.
"Rose Tyler...just like old times again," Stuart said.
Her head over Stuart's shoulder, Rose froze. The words. Old times? And that voice. And that
accent. That...that wasn't Stuart's voice and accent, she thought. That's...The Doctor's voice.
No...it's just in my mind because I've been thinking about him. My mind is playing tricks on me.
I'm letting my imagination fool me.
Their embrace ended and Rose pulled back ‑ and stared at Stuart.
"Oh my..." Kelly began in disbelief.
"That's...impossible," Mickey said, staring at Stuart.
"Why are you all staring at me?" Stuart asked. "Do I have two heads? I have two hearts," he said,
placing one hand over the left front of his chest and one hand over the right front. "But not two
heads." He put one hand on his head and felt all around it. "See...only one head."
Rose stood there not moving, just staring at Stuart. Then slowly she placed her hand on the side
of his face and gently ran it down to his chin. But it wasn't Stuart's face that her hand was
It was The Doctor's face. The face of the second incarnation, the re‑generation, of her Doctor.
Rose's mind was rejecting it. Her logic was rejecting it. But her heart desperately wanted to
And her emotions won.
She threw her arms around him and hugged him with all of her might.
Small streams of tears - tears of joy - ran down her face.
"Ooooh," Stuart said, hugging her as well. "You really have missed me, Rose Tyler."
Kelly, Rose and Mickey sat quietly in Kelly's living room, absorbed in each own's thoughts.
"It's not him," Mickey said. "He only looks like him."
"I know," Rose said in a low voice, her eyes staring at nothing.
"He's not a Time Lord ‑ he can't regenerate into someone else," Mickey added.
"I know," Rose said, her voice even lower.
"But he's not Stuart anymore," Kelly said.
"I know," Rose said, her voice barely audible.
Kelly took a deep breath and exhaled. "But somewhere inside I know Stuart is still there. And
we're going to find a way to reverse the process and bring him back," Kelly said with conviction.
"We have to understand his makeup and find what it is in him that's doing this," Rose said slowly.
"And you understand him best."
"I do," Kelly said. "But it's more than just something inside of him reacting to you. It's something
inside of you too, Rose. All of that traveling you did through space and time...it did something to
you. It changed you and gave you you're ability to project on to him like that."
"Kelly's right," Mickey said. "I spent twenty minutes with him, talking about my cousin James. I
concentrated on everything I could think of about James. I even sat there with my arm around
Stuart the whole time to keep the physical contact.
"And nothing. It didn't do a thing to him. He didn't change one bit. It is you, Rose. You once had
the TARDIS' time vortex inside of you - that's what the TARDIS uses to travel through
space and time," he explained to Kelly.
Two years earlier, in the other reality, Rose had consumed the TARDIS' time vortex and used its
power to save The Doctor. But that power had almost killed her. The Doctor withdrew it from
her, through a kiss, into himself, the power burning up his body and forcing him to re‑generate ‑
the second incarnation of Rose's Doctor.
"I'll wager there's some residual power from it left in you," Mickey said. "And that you also
absorbed bits and pieces of The Doctor when he re‑generated. It was so powerful and you were
standing next to him when he did.
"Now put the two together. You're not just projecting your thoughts and feelings of The Doctor
because you know that we need him. You're projecting The Doctor himself."
"Stuart said that I have The Doctor inside of me," Rose said. "Maybe...he was right."
She was silent for a moment, thinking about what Mickey said.
"But as much as I miss The Doctor I didn't do this on purpose. I didn't mean to hurt Stuart. And
I didn't mean to hurt you, Kelly," she said, taking Kelly's hand.
"I know you didn't," Kelly said. "It's not something that you could have foreseen as even being
possible. Or that I could have foreseen, when I told you to take and hold his hands."
Kelly took a deep breath. "We need to find what to change in both Stuart and Rose to so that it will
reverse the action/re-action combination. So that it will undo what's
happened," she said.
"When we go back to London we'll be far enough away where my projections can't reach him,"
Rose said. "He won't have anything to which he'll react."
"But we can't go back until we're sure there aren't any more demons around bringing more aliens
here," Mickey said.
"Then I'll stay away from him for the rest of the time that we're here," Rose said. "Maybe that will
let it begin to wear off and he'll change back."
"But can you?" Kelly asked. "Can you stay away from your Doctor?"
Rose didn't answer Kelly's question. She knew what her answer should be, what it must be. But
she didn't know if that answer would be a truthful one.
It was late afternoon when the cell phone rang. Kelly hurried into the living room to get it.
She had stayed home from work to be with and watch Stuart. She had responded to his requests
to go to the TARDIS - Rose had explained to Kelly the night before that it was the
"ship" for traveling through space and time - that it was hidden but that Rose
was trying to find it.
But Rose's not being around him most of the day had not made any change in his actions, his
speech, nor his appearance.
"Kelly," Rose said on the other end of the call. "There are Cybermen in Crissy Field. You have to
"Cybermen?" Kelly asked. 'What's that?"
"They're cybernetic machines. They used to be human but now they're almost all metal, with no
feelings, no emotions. They upgrade people and turn them into more Cybermen," Rose answered
quickly. "We've been up against them before. Now hurry. At the end of the park close to Fort
"Cybermen?" Stuart asked, as Kelly closed the cell phone. "Cybermen here? Why are they here
now? Who brought them here?"
"I've got to get to Rose at Crissy Field," Kelly said, grabbing her jacket.
"Of course we do," Stuart said. "Earth is in great danger!"
Kelly and Rose stood straight and tall next to each other, their feet spread apart in defiant stances.
Rose had the strap of her gun around her neck and slung over her left shoulder, the gun in her
hands. Kelly had the strap of her pouch, filled with vanquishing potion flasks, around her neck and
slung over her shoulder, a flask in her hand.
Each had a serious, determined look on her face as the two blond girls looked out together at the
figures that were before them, ready for what they had to do.
"Now!" Rose shouted. She raised her gun and fired at three Cybermen, blowing holes in them.
Kelly ran to the left as she saw someone who wasn't metal.
"Take them all," he commanded the Cybermen. "We brought you here. Now upgrade them."
"A demon," Kelly said as she approached him. "You brought the Cybermen...Grimaldo sent you
through the realities and told you how to contact them."
"How do you know...you're a witch!" he said, as he realized what Kelly was. "There aren't
supposed to be any witches here...well now there definitely won't be any." He raised his hand to
send an energy bolt at Kelly. But she was ready for him and hurled a potion flask at him before he
could attack her.
Kelly left him screaming in fire and went looking for more demons.
Mickey had gone to the other side, getting any people still at the end of the park away to safety.
Rose was afraid of what Stuart might do in his condition and had convinced him that Mickey
needed his help to save those people.
Kelly saw another demon commanding more of the Cybermen. Then he left them and went into
the Warming Hut, the Crissy Field café and gift shop at the west end of the park. She followed
him into the white clapboard building, flask in hand, the noise of the Cybermen's shooting and
Rose's gun in response drowning out her footsteps. The demon was at the far wall, getting
something from a shelf, when he suddenly turned around and saw Kelly.
She ducked behind a counter as an energy bolt leapt from the demon's hand in her direction. Then
she popped up and threw a potion flask at him. In a second he was engulfed in flames.
After he and the flames were gone, Kelly went over to the shelf to see what the demon had
wanted. But there was nothing there and she realized he had already taken it in his hand and it had
burned up with him.
Kelly turned around to leave and stopped in her tracks. Three Cybermen had entered the Warming
Hut and were advancing towards her. They blocked her way to the door and were hemming her
"You will be upgraded," the center Cyberman said. Kelly backed up as far as she could to the
wall. But there was no escape as they were almost on top of her.
Suddenly there were loud noises. The Cybermen jerked backwards, their heads blown away, and
then fell to the floor. By the door of the Hut stood Rose, her gun still aimed at where the
Cybermen had been standing.
"Are you all right?" she quickly asked Kelly.
"I am now," Kelly answered, then exhaled. "Thanks."
"We're together, Kelly," Rose said, "and we watch out for each other. Come on, there's still more
of them out there."
They hurried outside and looked towards Fort Point at the foot of the Golden Gate Bridge. A
light was shining down from above in front of the red brick fort at the west end of Crissy Field.
"There are more Cybermen coming," Stuart said, startling Kelly and Rose, as they had not seen
him run over to them.
"Doctor!" Rose cried out. She had not wanted to call him that but had blurted it out in her
surprise at his being next to her. But in fact even Kelly had given in to calling him The Doctor, as
he no longer responded to the name Stuart.
"They're using a teleport to send them down from their ship. That's what that light in front of the
fort is," he said. "We have to stop them from sending down any more."
"How did their ship get here so fast?" Rose asked. "And undetected?"
"Grimaldo from the other reality sent more demons into this reality," Kelly said. "He told them
how to contact the Cybermen."
"I'll venture he told them more than that," Stuart said. "How to get the Cybermen's ship here
using demonic power. We have to disable their teleport. To do that, we have to get on to their
ship. If the TARDIS was here that would be a simple matter. But it's not."
"We have this," Rose said, taking something from her pocket and showing it to them.
"A Time Watch," he said. "How did you get that?"
"It was a present from Captain Jack," she answered.
"Who's that?" Kelly asked.
"Captain Jack Harkness runs the Torchwood Institute in Cardiff," Rose quickly answered. "They
also fight aliens."
"How many times did I berate him for using a Time Watch to go through space and time," The Doctor
said, taking the watch from Rose. "But...it does have it's moments.
"So...we go up to the Cybermen's ship and disable their teleport. Then you, Kelly, say a spell to
send it far, far away."
"A spell like that...I need time to prepare it," she said. "I don't know that I can do that on the
"Kelly ‑ you are the greatest witch I know. The greatest witch anywhere," he said. "You can do
"I'm coming with you," Rose said. "While you're disabling the teleport and Kelly is making up her
spell, someone has to be watching out for the Cybermen."
The Doctor hesitated. "I never could convince you, Rose, to stay away from trouble.
OK - hold on to
me tightly. Going through space and time on the outside, without the TARDIS enclosing us, can
Kelly put her arms around and him. And then Rose did the same, the gun slung around her neck.
And she felt what she had not felt for so long, what she had dreamed of for so long. She was
really back together with The Doctor.
In a few seconds they were on the Cybermen's ship.
"Which way?" Kelly asked.
"Good question," he replied.
"It will be faster if we split up," Rose said. "I'll go down this corridor, you go that way."
"No, no, no!" he said. "Whenever you go off by yourself, Rose, it's a given that you're going to
get yourself into trouble. And then I'm going to have to come rescue you.
"It happens every time," he added.
Rose stared at him for a moment. She knew that was what The Doctor would say to her. And she
knew that was how he would sound when he said it.
And she also knew that what he said was true.
"We don't have a choice, Doctor," she said. "We're running out of time." And she started down
He turned to Kelly. "Did I ever mention that Rose was stubborn?" He and Kelly went together
down the other way, then came to a large room. Stuart immediately ran over to an instrument
console and began examining a container that was attached to it.
Kelly gritted her teeth. "Doctor," she said, forcing the words from her mouth, "is that the
"What? No, this is not the teleport," he answered. "This is something quite different. It's not
Cybermen technology." He paused to look at it from another angle.
"In fact, it's not technology at all," he said. "This is power. Pure power. This is how the ship got
here so fast. The demons sent them this ‑ pure, demonic power. Connect it to your engines and
wham! You're in the next galaxy."
He pulled out the sonic screwdriver and held it near the container. There was a loud pop. The
container fell away from the console, its contents spilling out on to the floor.
"There ‑ that will stop them from coming back," he said. Then he and Kelly turned around
towards the door. And saw two Cybermen approaching them.
"You will be upgraded," one of them said.
"Nah ‑ you don't really want to upgrade me," he said. "I have two hearts. That will mix up your
insides, give you indigestion. And Kelly here is a witch. Having a witch's power inside of you will
burn you up."
The Cybermen kept coming at them.
"You will be up‑". There were two loud blasts. The Cybermen's knees buckled and they fell to the
floor. At the doorway stood Rose, her gun pointing into the room.
"Who has to save whom?" she asked.
"Uh...we...ah, there's an exception to every rule," he said.
"Come on," Rose said, "I found the teleport."
They quickly followed Rose into the corridor and towards the left. She led them into a small
"Over here," Rose said, leading them to a square enclosure to their left.
"Only one at a time can fit in here to be teleported, which is why there weren't more of them in
the park," he said. "This will take care of that." He pulled out the sonic screwdriver, buzzing with
its blue light on as he ran it along the side of the teleport. There was a small explosion. Sparkling
smoke came out of the teleport and began filling the area around it.
"Now it's up to you Kelly," he said. "The spell needs to wait ten seconds
after you say it before it takes effect so we can get off the ship with the Time Watch."
Kelly took a deep breath as she closed her eyes.
"This ship that traveled to Earth to attack
Send it and all who came with it back,
To where it came from, far away
After granting us a ten second delay."
"We don't know if it will work," Rose said.
"It will work," he said. "I have absolute, total faith in Kelly's powers. Now hold on to me again."
He pulled back his sleeve and pressed the button on the Time Watch.
"What's wrong?" Kelly asked.
"The residual teleport energy in that sparkling smoke is interfering with the Time Watch," he said.
"Doctor, do something fast!" Rose shouted.
Stuart put his arms around the two girls, grabbing them tightly, and dashed for the door, rolling
the last two feet into the corridor as he put distance between them and the smoke, then
pushed the Time Watch's button.
In a second they were lying on the ground in Crissy Field. They looked up above and the space
ship was gone.
"Whew! That was a bit closer than I'd have liked it to be," he said.
"Your spell did it, Kelly," Rose said. "Their ship is gone."
"Not only their ship but all of the Cybermen in the park, even the ones that you destroyed on the
ground, too," The Doctor said. "Your spell said to send all who came with that ship back. It took
them all. That will save a lot of explaining to the police about parts of Cybermen lying all around
"But that's not a surprise," he added. "I told you that you are the greatest witch anywhere." They
helped each other stand up.
"You saved everyone, Doctor," Rose said, as she excitedly threw her arms around him, hugging
"We all did," he said, as his arms slowly went around her, too. Their faces came close together.
They looked deeply into each other's eyes. Rose hesitated.
This may be my only chance, she thought. My last chance.
She pulled him tighter to her, putting her lips on his, and kissed him with all of her heart.
And he kissed her back.
Mickey joined Kelly as she looked at them, pain etched on her face.
"Right now, that's not your Stuart kissing Rose," Mickey said. "That...is The Doctor."
"This may not be the end of it," Mickey said. "If that demon from the other reality keeps sending
more of his kind across, they may contact other aliens."
"If they don't destroy the fabric of the universe first by weakening the boundaries of the realities,"
Rose said. "We have to find a way to stop him."
"You're right," Kelly said, "but there's nothing that I can do. There's a time lock on us. A time
lock can't be broken."
"A time lock?" Rose asked. "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure," Kelly answered. "I tried going back in time while
in this reality and couldn't."
Rose thought for a moment. "A time lock is placed on an event,
on a specific point in time. It
holds it and prevents anything from interfering with it or changing it. And you're right
- it can't be
broken. But...you said that when you were sent into this reality you were also sent five years into
"That's right," Kelly said.
"That's not a normal time lock," Rose said. "It was placed on you to keep you in this reality while
it was sending you forward through this reality's time. Then...that's not a static time lock. It had a
'forward' setting to move you through time in this reality while keeping you locked in here.
"Whatever has a 'forward' setting will have a 'reverse' setting. So if the time lock has a forward
setting...then it has a reverse setting, too," she added. "We can make the time lock go
"How?" Kelly asked.
"By using the Time Watch," Rose answered. "It can be set to connect to the reverse setting on the
time lock. You could get back to the other reality."
"That means...that you could come, too, Rose," Kelly said. "You could cross back to the other
reality and be with your real Doctor."
Rose was silent. Thoughts of The Doctor, of being really with him again, raced through her mind.
After a moment she exhaled.
"It wouldn't work," she said. "Your time is about four years before the first incarnation of my
Doctor. I'd have to hide out somewhere. I'm officially 'dead' in that reality, a casualty of the Dalek
and Cybermen invasion. No one there knows that's when I crossed over here and I'm still alive.
"And I couldn't risk running into myself. That already happened once. The Doctor took me back
in time to the day my Dad was killed in a car accident. The Reapers came to sterilize time because
I had corrupted time by saving my Dad's life. The Doctor told me that there are fixed points in
time that can't, that mustn't, be changed. My dad's dying was one of them. Then I made it worse
when I touched myself as a baby. Then The Reapers started to destroy everyone.
"It was only through my dad's bravery - he sacrificed himself and let himself
killed to restore time as it was supposed to be - that saved everyone."
"I'm so sorry," Kelly said.
"But I have a Dad in this reality so I'm with him," Rose said. "And my Mum crossed over so she's
"If the Time Watch could really reverse the time lock, that would take you back in your time line
to when those demons sent you here," Mickey said. "You could vanquish them and stop them
from sending any demons across the realities."
"Going back in our time line," Kelly repeated, thinking for a moment. "What would the affect be
on us?" she asked.
"You told me the other day that you, and other witches, have traveled back reversing time lines
and kept your memories of the time lines," Rose said. "That must be something in your makeup as
a witch that shields those memories for you."
"Stuart's not a witch," Kelly said.
"I know," Rose said. "Reversing his time line...will mean that he'll forget everything that happened
"No," Kelly said. "He can't forget our two years together. He can't forget what we are to
each...that we're getting married."
"I'm sorry," Rose said. "He won't remember anything."
"I'll make a spell to put the memories into his sub‑conscious," Kelly said, "then make him
remember them once we're out of the time line."
"The reversal will still erase all his memories of his being in this time line, no matter how deeply
you bury them deep in his sub‑conscious," Rose said.
Kelly took a deep breath.
"Then I won't do it," she said. "You can't expect me to give up Stuart. You can't ask me to do
that. If you could keep The Doctor, would you reverse the time lines and lose him again?"
Rose was silent. Would she do something to lose The Doctor? Could she do it? Rose knew what
she should say to Kelly. It required a sacrifice for the good of two realities. She took a deep
"No, I wouldn't give up The Doctor," she said. I can't lie to Kelly, she thought. "And I can't ask
you to give up Stuart, either."
Rose spent the day going around San Francisco with The Doctor. They walked across the Golden
Gate Bridge both ways, rode both the Hyde Street and Mason Street cable cars, and visited the
Palace of Fine Arts. For Rose, being with The Doctor - for she had dismissed any
thoughts of his
really being Stuart - was the happiest day of her life since she had "died".
There was a shine in her
face and a bounce in her step that had been missing from her for a long time.
At first, Rose had wanted to keep her word to Kelly and stay away, with the hope, at least for
Kelly, that Stuart would revert back to being himself. But the thought of being again with The
Doctor was too much for her to resist and she gave in and happily agreed when he asked her to
tour the city with him.
"We'll go exploring, just like old times," he had said to her. "Remember when we visited the moon
of Algoria, and the time we met Queen Victoria in Scotland in 1879."
For Rose, that's exactly what the day became. Just like old times ‑ traveling with The Doctor.
Kelly had spent her day preparing the new exhibit, hoping that concentrating on her work would
keep her mind off of her heartbreak about Stuart.
Rose and The Doctor were strolling along the Marina Green late in the day. Coming to the end,
they turned around to take a leisurely walk back.
That's when Rose saw it. She stopped dead in her tracks.
"It can't be!" she said, grabbing his hand tightly.
"What can't ‑" he began. Then he saw what Rose was looking at.
"No. No! NO!" he shouted, each word becoming more emphatic.
Rose whipped out her cell phone and called Mickey. Then she called Kelly and told her to hurry
"What are Daleks?" Kelly asked, staring at them as they wobbled along the Marina Green.
"In short, mutants inside self‑sustaining mobile killing units," Rose explained.
"We have been enemies throughout time," The Doctor said. "I thought they were all destroyed in
the Time War ‑ my people and my planet Gallifrey were ‑ but somehow they survived. And
became even more deadly."
"Now they can levitate themselves," Mickey said.
The grating, non‑human threatening voice startled Kelly. Rose turned around, saw two Daleks
and blew them apart with her gun.
Daleks were beginning to fill the Marina Green, levitating as needed above the boats in the
"There's too many of them," Rose said. "We can't destroy them all."
"Say a spell," Mickey said to Kelly, "and destroy them with it."
"It doesn't work that way," Kelly said. "They're all over. Neither my power nor any other witch's
power can do that. If we could, evil throughout the world would have long ago been eradicated.
Our powers can only be used on specific evil, in a limited area. We have to vanquish evil one at a
"Kelly is right," The Doctor said. "I can't take the TARDIS and just eliminate every evil
throughout time. Battles against evil have to be fought one at a time. Whether in the present with
a witch's powers or in the past and future with a Time Lord's."
"I don't see their ship," Rose said, looking up at the evening sky. "Where is it?"
"There isn't one," The Doctor said, looking up and around as well. "If there isn't a ship...that
means they didn't come with one."
"Then how did they get here?" Rose asked.
"Oh‑h‑h," The Doctor said, as the understanding of what had happened came to him. "When
Grimaldo sent his demon across the realities, he sent the Daleks with him."
"That means the Daleks are already in the other reality, destroying it." Mickey said.
"And sending them through is destroying the fabric of the universe," The Doctor said.
"Then how do we stop them, Doctor?" Rose asked.
"Let's find the demon who brought them here," Mickey said. "Vanquish him, Kelly, and the
Daleks will have lost their leader. That should stop them."
"Hmm...maybe," The Doctor said.
"Up there," Rose said, pointing to someone standing on the stern of one of the small boats at the
edge of the marina. Two Daleks were near him.
"I sense The Doc‑tor," one of the Daleks said. "The Doc‑tor is here."
"What doctor," the figure asked?. "Never mind that. Go exterminate the people."
"That's him," Kelly said, and started heading for the boat
"Wait ‑ where are you going?" Mickey asked.
"I'm too far away to vanquish him," Kelly said. "I have to get closer."
"You can't just go over there," Mickey said. "There are Daleks all around."
"I don't have a choice," Kelly replied. "This has to be done."
"Then we'll do it together," Rose said, moving over next to Kelly. "Let's go."
The two blond girls ran towards the boat. The Daleks turned their turret‑like tops and saw them
with each of their single blue electronic eyes.
Rose aimed her gun at them and blew off their tops.
"You're the demon who brought the Daleks here across realities," Kelly said.
"What?" the demon asked. "How do you know about that? Who are you?"
"A witch," Kelly answered defiantly.
"A witch? There aren't any witches left in this reality," the demon said.
"There's one witch left," Kelly said. "Me!" She pulled a flask of vanquishing potion out of her
pouch and threw it at the demon. The demon screamed as a fire consumed him while Kelly and
Rose hurried back to The Doctor and Mickey.
"Across the street, now!" The Doctor ordered them. "Those houses will give us cover." They
followed him and quickly ran across Marina Boulevard, then hid beside a Victorian house. But
then they heard two Daleks hovering nearby.
"Our demon leader has been killed," one of the Daleks said. "We have no one to direct us in the
plan. We can not continue without a plan."
"We have our other plan," the second Dalek said. "The plan we have always had. To find The
Doc‑tor and exterminate him. He is here."
Rose peeked around the corner of the house and raised her gun and aimed at the two Daleks.
"No!" The Doctor said. "Don't shoot them."
"But in a minute they'll have communicated that to all the other Daleks," Rose said. "They'll all be
concentrating on finding you."
"That's what I want," he said. "That's what will make the plan work."
"What plan?" Kelly asked.
"The plan to draw them into the void," he said. "The void that exists between the two realities."
Rose knew about the void. That was how she got caught in this reality to begin with.
"The Daleks have nothing else to do here except to find me," The Doctor said. "They'll follow me
into the void. When they're all there, I'll use the Time Watch with the sonic screwdriver to seal
both sides of the void ‑ the side to the other reality and the side to this one. Grimaldo won't be
able to send over any more demons. No demons, no more Calitron, Cybermen, Daleks and
whomever else they planned to bring here. This reality will be safe."
"But you'll be trapped inside the void with them," Rose said. "You won't be able to get out."
"No, I won't," he said. "Rose...everything has an end. Even me. But I'll have saved this whole
reality. And I'll have saved you. That will be worth it."
"No, you can't do that!" Rose cried.
"I have to," he said. "It's the only way."
"No...it isn't," Kelly said, looking at him. She stood as if immobile, her face devoid of any warmth.
"There is another way," she said, then turned to Rose. The two blond girls looked into each
other's eyes. Rose understood the sacrifice that Kelly was making. Going back through their time
line to stop Grimaldo would erase all of Stuart's memories of being here with Kelly and of their
love, eliminating any chance she had of getting him back.
"I'm running home to get the Orands," Kelly said. "Without them Grimaldo and his two demons
will just send us right back here again."
"Take this with you," Rose said, handing her gun to Kelly.
"Thanks," Kelly said, and started running.
"What does she means there's another way," The Doctor said.
"Just trust Kelly," Rose said. "The same way you would trust me."
Kelly's house on Casa Way was just two blocks away. She hurried inside, opened the safe and
took the two Orands and the amplifier triangle. There was so much more she wanted to take with
her. Two years of her life with Stuart. But there wasn't time. She started for the door but stopped,
She hurried into the bedroom and grabbed the ring box. The Kelly green velvet ring box that
Stuart had somehow found and in which he had put the engagement ring that was on her finger
when he gave it to her. Then she turned and ran out of the house.
The Dalek was behind Rose. The Doctor pushed her down and the Dalek's blast hit him instead of
Running back, Kelly saw The Doctor on the ground. She had never shot a gun but she just aimed
it at the Dalek and fired, blowing off the top half of him. Then she rushed to The Doctor.
Rose was kneeling on the ground, propping The Doctor up on her thigh and holding him in her
arms. Kelly knelt down, dropped the gun and took his hand.
"No!" Rose cried. "No!"
Mickey came racing over to them as The Doctor began to change. The face of The Doctor left
and Stuart's own face came back.
"He's dying," Mickey said. "Your projections of The Doctor on him worked only when he had the
strength to react to them. But they can't make him re‑generate like a Time Lord does when
"Leo...in the other reality...our whitelighter - he has the power to heal.
He can heal him," Kelly said. "If I can get him back there in time."
Rose took Stuart's hand from Kelly. She took a deep breath, then
removed the Time Watch from his wrist and put it on
Kelly's wrist and pressed its buttons.
"I set it to stop the time reversal five seconds after you left the other reality two years ago," Rose
said as they both stood up, "so that you won't risk touching yourself and bringing the Reapers."
The two blond girls ‑ the witch and the companion ‑ hugged each other tightly, tears streaming
down both of their faces.
Then they let go and Kelly kneeled down and took Stuart in her arms.
"Save us and this reality," Rose said, then looked at Stuart. "And save him. Save..."
"Stuart...and The Doctor. I will," Kelly promised.
"Hold on to him tightly," Rose said, then bent down and pressed a button on the Time Watch.
Kelly felt herself being pulled backwards, space and time swirling around her. She held Stuart
tightly to her body with all of her strength.
And then suddenly she was kneeling on the floor in The Manor's attic with Stuart in her arms. She
saw Piper jump to one side, just missing an energy bolt from the demons that then smashed a chair
and a mirror. Kelly lay Stuart down on the floor, then quickly took the two Orands out of her
pocket and held them up, aiming them at Uthyr and Egill.
The two demons raised their hands to try to shield themselves as they began reeling backwards.
"What?" Grimaldo shouted, confused as to what was suddenly happening.
The two Orands' were shining, brighter and brighter, as Uthyr and Egill became weaker and
weaker. And then there was a bright flash from the Orands and the two demons were gone.
"Piper ‑ take my hand. Hurry!" Kelly commanded.
Piper hesitated for a second, then rushed to Kelly's side and took her hand.
"Channel your powers through me," Kelly said. Both girls closed their eyes in concentration as
Kelly began to say the spell.
"Your name is Grimaldo and with that known
This spell has all its power aimed at you
We use the Power of Good that will defeat evil
And with that power we vanquish you forever"
Grimaldo stared in disbelief as a fireball appeared and engulfed him. His screams lasted a few
seconds and then both he and the fireball were gone.
Hearing the crash of the chair and mirror, Leo, Prue and Phoebe came running up to the attic.
"Leo ‑ hurry, heal Stuart. He's dying," Kelly shouted, as she kneeled down beside him. Leo looked
confused for a second but then hurried over to Stuart, leaned over him and placed both of his
hands on Stuart's chest. Prue, Piper and Phoebe looked at the scene before them in bewilderment.
An aura began to surround Leo's hands. He held them on Stuart's chest for what seemed to Kelly
to be forever. Then he removed his hands and Stuart began to stir.
"He'll be all right," Leo said, then stood up. Kelly took Stuart's hand and put it around her finger,
and the ring on it, as Phoebe rushed to his side.
"What..." he slowly began to speak.
"You're OK," Kelly said, squeezing his hand around her finger and the ring.
"What...happened?" he asked.
"That's a very good question," Piper said.
"You remember, don't you?" Kelly asked, continuing to squeeze his hand against the ring.
"The last thing I remember...was Kelly finding something in the Book of Shadows. And
then...using her power to make it real."
"And nothing after that?" Kelly asked, fear in her voice.
"No...nothing else," he said as Phoebe started to help Stuart up. When he was standing, Kelly
reluctantly let go of his hand.
"You should lie down for a while and rest," Prue said to him. "Go and stay with him, Phoebe."
"Come on," Phoebe said to Stuart as she slowly led him out of the attic.
"I'm being called. I'll come back later," Leo said and orbed out.
Prue and Piper saw the devastation on Kelly's face. Prue went over to her, took her gently by the
arm and sat her down in a chair, taking a chair for herself and placing it next to her. Piper stood
"You weren't in the attic," Piper said. "I saw both of you disappear. For at least five seconds both
of you weren't here. And then suddenly you're back and Stuart is...hurt."
Kelly didn't answer.
"That's an engagement ring on your finger," Prue said. "A ring that definitely wasn't there when
you came to The Manor a little while ago."
Kelly closed her eyes as a few tears streamed down her face.
Piper kneeled down beside her and took her hand.
"It's OK, Kelly," Piper said. "Tell us where you were and what happened in those five seconds."
Kelly took a deep breath.
"It wasn't five seconds," she said slowly. "It was two years."
"Two Years?!" Piper repeated.
"Grimaldo with the other two demons sent us to another reality," Kelly continued. "Five years...in
the future. Stuart and I were there for two years.
"Together!" she added as another tear rolled from her eyes.
They were silent for a moment as Prue started to sort things out.
"The ring is from Stuart, isn't it," Prue said. Kelly nodded her head.
"We were...getting married in three months," she said.
"Phew!" Piper exhaled, then paused for a moment.
"How did you suddenly know that demon's name, and the spell to vanquish him?" Piper asked.
"I...used it before," Kelly said. "There was a Grimaldo in the other reality, too." Kelly said.
"And the other two demons?" she asked.
"The Orands sent each of them back to where they had been entombed before Grimaldo found
them," Kelly answered. And then she told them everything that had happened to them.
"I made a spell on the ring to take and keep Stuart's memories of our two years together," Kelly
said, "because reversing the time lock and our time line would erase them from his memory. And
then to give them back to him when he touched the ring when we were in the normal reality in the
normal world. But it didn't work."
Prue pulled Kelly's face, streaked with her tears, to her shoulder and put one arm around her. This
was the normal reality. And it was the real world. But not the normal world. It was a Charmed
modified world. And somewhow, whatever The Elders did to incorporate Charmed
into the normal world, is blocking a spell made in another reality - a
Charmed - from working here.
That's why Kelly's spell didn't work to restore Stuart's memories.
Prue thought for a moment then exhaled.
"Something that is meant to be will be, regardless of the obstacles," she said, as she gently stroked
the young witch's head. "If there is faith and patience."
Kelly slowly lifted her head from Prue's shoulder, looked at her and took a deep breath.
"Faith and patience," Kelly repeated resolutely, a determined look on her face. Then she looked at
the ring on her finger.
It was late in the afternoon the following day when Piper asked Prue to come up with her to the attic.
"We need to talk privately," Piper said. "Stuart and Kelly were together for two years.
They made a life together in that alternate reality,
thinking they'd never get home again, despite how difficult that must have been for them.
And they fell in love.
"Phoebe has spurned Stuart's efforts to get her to make a commitment to him,"
Piper continued, "so it's
not as if she hasn't had the chance.
She set their relationship to be one with no commitments and no restrictions, and just to see where it would go.
Phoebe's had plenty of time to make her decision,
to make a commitment to Stuart.
And she still hasn't been able to bring herself to do it.
"But Kelly did make that commitment.
We can't deny Stuart the happiness he's had
for two years. And we can't deny it to Kelly, either.
It's wrong to keep Stuart and Kelly apart."
"Just what is it that you want to do?" Prue asked.
"You know that Kelly...probably won't even exist once we're sent back and the
Charmed modified world is restored to the normal world it had been.
So what's the point?"
"That's exactly my point," Piper said. "I have an idea.
Sooner or later The Elders are going to be sending us back to being our real actress
undoing everything they did in bringing us here and making Charmed real. Phoebe
could then have another opportunity with Stuart, if she would
be any more up to making a commitment as Alyssa than she has been as Phoebe, which knowing
her I don't believe will ever happen. But for whatever time is left here, Kelly - and
Stuart - could still have what they had in the other reality."
Prue exhaled. "Even if I agreed with you, we can't make her spell work.
Something in this Charmed modified reality is stopping it.
"And I know what it is," Piper said. "Phoebe."
"What?!" Prue exclaimed.
"Kelly told us that Rose Tyler consumed parts of the TARDIS and parts of her
Doctor at the same
time. They combined with each other and became part of her. And she used that power,
unintentionally, to bring back her Doctor.
To project her Doctor's characteristics - personality and appearance - onto Stuart.
"Phoebe is doing the same thing. Charmed is as much a part of her as
she's a part of
Using Charmed's power, she's projecting her desire to keep Stuart
free and available to her - by blocking Kelly's spell on the ring from
"That's a pretty far out scenario," Prue said. "But even if I accepted
it, what would you do about it?"
"Separate Stuart from the Charmed power," Piper declared.
"Think about what The Elders did. They didn't change the whole
world. They modified the memories of only those people who were in some way connected to us.
Shawn Papazian at the Ray-Art studio where we film Charmed,
your agent at the ICM agency, Alyssa's parents - none of whom remember us. Who is the
one person who
wasn't changed, who doesn't have a Charmed modified world existence here? The one
person who isn't connected to our Charmed selves?"
Prue thought for a moment. "Stuart."
"That's right," Piper said. "Stuart is
here but there isn't any Charmed modified world version of
him. He didn't have a past nor a present here - remember when Morris looked into his
and found nothing - until we made up things for him." Piper was referring to Police
Inspector Daryl Morris, whom a few weeks earlier had tried to dig into Stuart's
"Stuart is here but he's not a part of Charmed. And Charmed isn't a
part of him.
He has the potential to break out from the power of the
"And what would you propose to do?" Prue challenged her.
"Get Stuart away from where the Charmed environment is strongest," Piper
anwwered. "The Manor, this neighborhood, P3, the places we've been. And especially from
"And then what?" Prue asked.
"Give Stuart his engagement ring with the spell on it,"
"And...one thing with it. Something that can boost the ring
spell's power...and Stuart's non-Charmed reality.
"I don't understand," Stuart said. "You want me to go to the Golden Gate Bridge. Why? And for
"Just trust us," Prue said.
"You have to be separated from the Charmed modified world," Piper said, "including The Manor.
Take this bag but don't look inside it until you get to the bridge. Then open it and read the
"Are you trying to get me away from here because you're in danger and you're trying to protect
me?" he demanded.
"No, it's not that at all," Prue said. "It's...please,
just trust Piper and me."
Stuart hesitated for a moment, then exhaled. "Of course I trust you," he said. He extended his
hand and took the bag from Piper.
"Don't worry," Piper said. "It's going to be all right. Really."
"OK," he said, his mind filled with questions. "See you in a little while."
The golden glows of sunset highlighted the bridge's orange color. Stuart walked over to a quiet
corner, away from the tourists and natives who congregate there for the view. He took a deep
breath and opened the bag.
He took out a sheet of paper and unfolded it. He read the words written in Piper's handwriting.
He put his hand back into the bag and took something out. A Kelly green velvet ring box. He had never
seen a ring box that wasn't either black or dark blue. Following the instructions, he
opened the box. He saw that the ring inside was beautiful.
Following the last instructions that Piper had written, he removed the remaining item from the
bag. An odd looking flat triangular object. Her instructions called it an amplifier. Amplifier of
what? he thought.
Holding the amplifier in his left hand, he put down the ring box, took out the ring and held it in his
right hand. Something about it felt familiar but he didn't know why.
Then he put the amplifier into his right hand and held it together with the ring. The amplifier
began to feel warm. He looked at it and it was glowing. Then another glow caught his attention.
The ring had begun to glow as well.
Thoughts and memories began to flood his mind. He felt overwhelmed and closed his eyes. It was
like a bottle being opened, and once opened, all of its contents pouring into his head. It was more
than he felt he could take.
After a moment it stopped. The memories were settling into his mind, into where they would have
been had they been there all along.
And then it all came together. He couldn't believe it all.
And then he did believe it. Because they weren't just memories. There were feelings. Strong
feelings from inside his heart. And then he knew that it was all true.
Kelly was sitting quietly in Piper's room. Piper had stayed with her, amazed at the calmness on
Kelly's face. She thought that if this was herself, the person whom she loved and the
relationship they had torn away from her,
she could never be sitting so serenely, as if there
was nothing about which to worry.
After an hour they heard footsteps on the stairs. Someone stopped at Piper's door.
"Faith and patience," Kelly said as she stood up and looked at the door.
The door opened and Stuart stood there. Kelly looked longingly at him. Stuart walked in and
looked at Kelly. Then he rushed to her and threw his arms around her. She embraced him as well,
her face shining in joy and relief. Then he took the ring out of the Kelly green velvet box and
slipped it on to her finger.
A small tear fell from Piper's eye as she looked at their happiness. Faith and patience, Piper
thought. Kelly had followed Prue's words. And now she was re-united with Stuart.
I don't how much longer The Elders will keep us here before they send us back and undo the
Charmed modified world, Piper thought to herself.
But for whatever amount of time there still is, they deserve to be with each other.
Love is so elusive - we have to grab it whenever we can.
In whatever reality it comes along.
crossed Piper's face as she slowly backed out of the room and quietly closed the door.
• The Berkeley Seismological Laboratory at UC Berkeley really does exist,
monitoring earthquakes in Northern California. And Dr. Peggy Hellweg is the real Operations
Manager of the laboratory.
• At the time this episode takes place in early July 2000,
KABL was still a real San Francisco radio station,
broadcasting at 960 AM.
• All of the historical references and anecdotes are true.
Stuart had noted differences
in the alternate reality's history. One of those
was about Harriet Quimby, with whose history in the reality from which he had come he
was very familiar. The two histories were identical - up to a point.
Harriet Quimby really was the first woman to receive a pilot's license, and also
the first woman
to fly across the English Channel. She was usually seen at airshows and other public
appearances in her trademark plum-colored, feminine-styled flying outfit, which she
herself had designed. And just as in the alternate reality, she had indeed written
screenplays which were made into silent movies.
In 1912 during an airshow, Quimby's plane suddenly pitched forward in
unlike in the alternate reality, she was not wearing a safety belt. The young,
aviatrix tragically was thrown from her plane, fell to the ground below and died.
• The places, both in California and Alberta, are real. Some examples:
• As is Kelly's favorite maple syrup, Northern Comfort