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Previously on Charmed...

You are gonna help me raise the Source of All Evil.

So, Fiona brought on the blossoming

of death by killing the Sarcana.

She's the Keeper of the Flame that control magic,

and she's about to retrieve the Origin Dagger.

Find me Fiona.

Why is the Keeper of the Flame paving the way

for the Source of All Evil? It doesn't add up.

Guess I'm gonna need to use the old evil sight more and more.

You're playing with your dark side.

I suspect it'll come at a cost.

It's all under control.

This is Cate.

Yeah, I'm leaving court now.

You must be my new temp. Thank you.

Yep, that's fine.

Have Amanda pull up the files. I'm on my way.

Central, we've got someone down in the front lobby.

Now please call 911.

Miss? Are you okay?

Miss?

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Elder Silver. Is this about...

The fact that you cost us another Whitelighter?

No, that is not why I'm here.

The truth is

- I need your help. - You sentenced me to death.

And have repeatedly failed the Charmed Ones.

It's time to put our differences aside.

We don't take orders from you anymore.

The tide is turning. Evil is upon us.

Another Elder has been murdered.

Elder Cate Monroe, earlier today.

Charity was the one killing Elders.

She's been locked up. Why would anyone do this?

I thought you warned them about the Prophecy.

Did you not?

According to the Prophecy,

before the Source of All Evil

can rise and usher in the apocalypse,

certain events must transpire.

Elder Monroe's murder means that someone

else is trying to complete the Prophecy,

by killing every last Elder.

Could it be Alistair?

At least the next part of the Prophecy can't happen

- while Charity is down there. - Why is that?

As the ancient text states,

the Source will be brought about by the Harbinger of Hell,

who will tip the scales of evil with a deluge of blood

and the deafening screams of human torment.

Harbie's been locked in a paint can

that only the three of us and Charity can open.

And Charity's in Tartarus being tortured by scorpions.

Well, that does buy us some time.

But meanwhile, Alistair Caine is surely recruiting

the Steward of the Source to his cause.

- The what, now? - According to demonic lore,

he is the immortal protector of the Source itself.

Like the Keeper of the Flame?

May I?

Witches have always worshipped the Flame of Magic,

and demons want to get their hands on the Source of All Evil.

But what if they're the exact same thing?

Two different expressions of the same raw power.

But if that's true, then Fiona's not only

the Keeper of the Flame, she's the Steward of the Source.

It's her.

She's the one killing Elders.

If the sages fall, she can raise the Source or the Flame,

or whatever you want to call it,

and control all of that power herself.

Then we have to find her and stop her before she kills again.

Did you sleep at all?

Elder Silver seemed really freaked out

about this whole Fiona thing.

No almond milk.

Oh, yeah, it must have slipped my mind.

Seriously?

Sorry, it's kind of hard to focus on groceries

when the apocalypse is looming.

Whatever.

Macy, your-your eyes.

What?

They flashed. Like, demon-style.

That's impossible. I-I would've known.

But we both saw it.

Or maybe you're just seeing what you want to see, Mel.

Like how you turned a blind eye to the most dangerous witch

we've come across because of your crush on Jada.

Whoa.

You're blaming me for this?

I am sick of having to do everything myself around here.

I'm gonna go and see if Harry's made any progress

on that tracking spell.

Why don't you two make yourselves useful

and figure out a way to find Parker.

Wow. That was weird.

Oh, hi, Maggie.

Hello, Mel.

Hi, Lucy. What-what... What are you doing here?

Official Kappa biz. I need that margarita recipe

for the Cinco de Mayo party. Can I borrow?

You do know that we're Puerto Rican, not Mexican, right?

Doy, I know that. But Maggie made those

epic skinny margs for the Halloween party.

Oh. Right.

Sure. Sure.

Do you mind if I utilize your loo?

I can't be the number one Kappa caught doing number two.

Oh. Yes.

Go right ahead.

Straight up there.

What are we gonna do?

Those skinny margs were glamours. There's no recipe.

Relax. You're talking to The Haunt's bartender of the month.

Hmm. Remember when we fought when we were kids?

Mom would put us in here and we weren't

allowed to come out until we made up.

I see what you're trying to do here,

but I don't think putting me and Macy in the book nook

is going to fix this.

Don't underestimate the power of the nook.

Look, we need to get Lucy out of here because you and I

are supposed to figure out how to find Parker

before he gets turned into the Source of All Evil.

Remember? Macy's orders?

See, that's what I mean about her demon side coming through.

She's never treated us like that before.

Bossing us around?

We can't let her use the evil sight anymore.

I don't like what it does to her.

And I could've sworn...

Ah, here we go.

Belonged to Fiona.

Birthday present from me, actually.

It's nice.

I'm sorry, Harry.

Yes, well. At least we can put it

to good use in that tracking spell.

And then what?

Say we find her.

How do we defeat a witch who's immortal?

She'll always have the upper hand.

I do know a process that strips one's immortality.

Unfortunately, it's brutal...

And must be self-inflicted.

Oh.

The tracking spell Harry found for Fiona

only works on witches, so Parker's a no-go.

What are you doing?

Just doodling.

Look. It's pretty good.

Hmm.

Show me a spell to track demons.

Huh? It's an astral projection spell.

Think the Book's trying to tell us something.

Look.

There's a page ripped out.

Lucy.

Coco's cocoa butter... I'd recognize that smell anywhere.

But what would Lucy want with The Book of Shadows?

I mean, she's been acting really weird lately.

Lately?

I'm serious. Always on her phone,

kind of obsessed with Parker and I.

Wait.

Is it just me, or is Lucy everywhere lately?

Bellinis for Parkerita.

Lucy's the last person we saw before Parker got sick.

She bought us drinks.

Maybe Lucy's the key to finding Parker.

I never thought I'd say this, but we've got to get to Kappa.

Come on.

Galvin said it was all his grandmother's artifacts.

Uh, Harry, look at this.

You can read this?

Yeah. Can you not?

No.

This is Illevaihcam.

Otherwise known as the Devil's Tongue.

Another perk to my dark side:

demonic translation.

Uh, well, this here describes a practice similar to voodoo.

So I was thinking,

with the tracking spell you have to find Fiona,

plus the immortality-stripping spell...

Which must be self-inflicted, so...

So you'll make a voodoo doll?

No. I'm gonna be the voodoo doll.

Find Fiona Callahan,

a witch without a coven.

Wait.

What are you doing with that?

I needed something sharp.

I really don't think we should be using that.

Harry. There's a good chance she's going to resist

when I do this.

Oog-basa...

Dormi-saunt...

Oog...

Basa-dormi-saunt.

Oog-basa-dormi-saunt.

What are you doing to me, demon?!

No. No, Macy!

Macy, no!

Not the needle.

Macy, not the needle!

No! No!

Jarridnee

min an-noor

el-abadeyy.

Macy.

Macy, come back to me.

Please.

No, stay away!

You must be Alistair Caine.

Looks like I'm not the only one

looking to kill my rival for the Source.

If you're looking for the Origin Dagger,

you're too late.

Well, if you have the Dagger, then you must know

that the prophecies speak of a Steward

who will activate the Source on your behalf.

I was told the Steward would make

his way to me in the final days.

Her way, you idiot.

I'm your damn Steward.

So witches...

Demons...

We're all after the same raw power.

And I'm the only one who can give it to you.

But first you have to help me stop this bleeding.

It worked.

Fiona's mortal.

Macy, you could have died. What's happening?

Your eyes, your voice.

Stop. Listen.

There's more.

Fiona... is working...

With Alistair.

I am applying this green mask for the fiesta,

so my skin looks good.

Maybe I was onto something when I tried

to vanquish her when you were rushing Kappa.

Lucy is not a demon, Mel.

Then why does she want a page from The Book of Shadows?

Wait.

Her phone.

Lucy's not a demon, but what if she's

under the influence of one? I mean, think about it.

She must have met Parker's dad when they were dating.

You think she's working for Alistair?

No, I think he's using technology

to mesmerize her and make her do his dirty work.

Huh.

Revelate.

She's gotten multiple video calls

from this international number.

- That must be him. - Okay, you said she's been

really obsessed with seeing you and Parker together.

Yeah?

If Alistair wants you and Parker to be in love...

I'm his insurance policy, aren't I?

He must think that if you love Parker enough,

you won't let us use the Power of Three to vanquish him.

You know what? It'll be fine.

We will just CSI the crap out of this call log

and find Parker before it's too late.

It says here only the mesmerist

can un-mesmerize his victim.

Poor Lucy.

I'm not having any luck either.

How is she?

Resting.

Reluctantly. I still don't think she understands

how far she pushed herself with that ceremony.

It was that bad?

It seems, with each attempt,

she sinks deeper into her darkness,

letting go of her witch side.

After she nearly bled out,

I tried to bring her back,

and she shoved me.

Quite forcefully.

Oh, my God, she attacked you?

No. No, I didn't say

"attacked."

Although it was unsettling.

As far as we know, there is no Power of Three

if one of you becomes a demon.

She must never again be permitted to use...

What am I not permitted to do?

Use my demon side?

Use Elder Bari's needle, in particular.

We're just concerned for you, is all.

You do realize it's worked every time.

Right?

I just stripped away Fiona's immortality.

I saw...

that she's joining forces with Alistair

and got confirmation that the Source and the Flame

are in fact the same thing.

Just like I suspected.

Just like we suspected.

Sure.

You ought to be resting.

You ought not to tell me what to do.

I'll get it.

- Hey. - Hey, can we talk?

Yeah, of course.

I thought you were gonna keep that on for protection.

Uh, it got too complicated.

Did Greta ask about it?

And I obviously can't tell her what it's really for

or why you and I have been spending so much time together.

The wedding's in two days,

and she point-blank asked me this morning

if I have feelings for you.

What did you say?

When Greta and I got back together two years ago,

it was right after my whole...

Breakdown.

I needed someone.

And ever since, she's always wondered

if the only reason we're together is just because

she happened to be there. You know?

What do you think?

I think that I'm about to get married

and all I can think about is you.

Oh, Niko.

You are just the person I-I wanted to see.

- I am? - She is?

Yeah. Yeah, Mel and I, we-we found these

incoming phone calls on an app, but we don't know how

to reverse-hack them to find out where the calls originated.

That's not what hacking is.

See? You already know so much more than us.

So can you do it?

Yeah, sure. It might take some time, but yeah.

Thank you so much.

Well, I should go.

I will keep you posted.

Take care of yourself.

Thanks.

You saw.

- I saw. - She kissed me first.

Yeah, it really seemed like

you were fighting her off, Mel.

I know. It was incredible.

Okay.

Well... clearly you're still in love with her.

And, I mean,

you already broke up her and Greta once before.

I'm just saying.

If Elder Silver's sketchbook of wonders is right,

then the end of the world is basically

right around the corner.

Maybe Niko deserves to know the truth before it's too late.

That I rewrote her entire history?

Without her consent?

I can't.

Can't what?

It's not important.

Good. Because we have a problem.

Elder Hathaway was found in her office

at Hudson University disemboweled.

Elder Kalani's head was left on a beach in Kauai.

Fiona's getting even more vicious.

There are only six of us left.

Then why don't we stop hiding

and take the fight to them?

Lure them into a trap.

But if we do,

we'll need to get a message

to Alistair and Fiona.

I think we know the perfect messenger.

I want this mole spread as diverse and varied

as the Mexican culture that it represents.

_

Elder Robinson should be here by now.

I'm sure she'll get to the house soon.

Assuming Lucy's message made it to Alistair,

he and Fiona should be on their way to our house, too.

As soon as anyone steps inside,

there will be a warning, and my contortion field

will portal them here, and we will finish this.

Now.

Sorry I'm late.

Elder Robinson, it's you.

We were getting worried.

Good. You should be.

Oh, God.

Miss me?

Kill him now!

Solaris Incantatio!

Help!

Harry! Elder Silver.

You can't hold me forever!

- Come on. - Just go!

She's the only sage left.

Uh-oh. Your poor Whitelighter's gone.

No way out now, witches.

This is for Niko!

Mel!

How is she?

She'll live.

But we've got to seal the house before he tries to return.

Find every protection spell in the Book and use it at once.

They're dead.

They're all dead.

Yes, but we're not, and neither is she.

So let's get to work.

We should have seen that coming.

We couldn't have known Hunter was the one killing Elders.

Seems to have learned some new tricks in Tartarus.

We need to figure out how he got so powerful.

That's the only way we can stop him.

Where are you going?

To get Elder Bari's needle.

I need to tap into Hunter and see his demonic motives.

- Macy, wait. - No, there's no time.

My demon side is the only thing standing

between us and the apocalypse.

You do realize you're starting to sound like a demon, right?

- Excuse me? - The Macy we know

would never make this all about her.

You haven't known me that long.

Long enough to know that you're getting

- really dependent on your demon side. - I am not.

Macy, your eyes and your voice are changing.

It's the needle, Macy.

Every time you use it, you get worse.

I couldn't save the Sarcana or Tessa,

but I can still save you.

No...!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Mel?

Stop holding me back.

Macy.

Macy!

- Oh, my God. - No.

I'm so sorry. Mel? Oh, no.

No.

Are you okay?

Oh, my... I'm sorry.

I could have killed you.

Come on. Let's get you up.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Both of you.

Come on. Come on.

Let's... sit you down.

The book nook.

Like Mom always said.

Yeah.

It's almost like she knew all along.

Maybe she did.

Huh.

It's just like the moon and stars I've been doodling.

Please open a secret passageway.

Oh.

I just figured with all the secrets Mom left in the house...

Hey, there's another.

Macy, there's one for you.

I knew it.

Look.

Our names.

Mom.

My brilliant, beautiful daughters,

if you're seeing this, it means the three of you are together.

But prophecy will only take you so far.

What kind of mother would I be, sending you into this battle

without the weapons you need to win?

Maggie,

by now you must realize how powerful your emotions are

and how difficult it can be to harness them.

This staff

will help you focus your emotional energy

when you need it most.

Mel, time is tricky, isn't it?

The challenge is in knowing

how much or how little

to manipulate time to your advantage.

This bracelet

will allow you to speed up

or slow down your movements through time.

Very useful when an enemy can't be frozen.

Macy...

Because of your power, the world is your weapon.

So I don't have any gifts for you today.

But on your tenth birthday, your father

gave you a special yin and yang pendant.

It's a symbol of balance and harmony

between two opposing sides.

And any time you feel yourself being pulled

towards the darkness, all you need to do is touch it

and exhale.

It will bring you back to your sisters,

even in your darkest hours.

So, I leave you these tools

and the skills with which to use them...

No training necessary.

But they will never be your greatest weapon.

As I've always said,

you're better together.

Your differences are your strengths.

And nothing

is stronger than your sisterhood.

Lucy?

Happy Cinco De Drinko, betches.

Hey, Luce, tell your girl Maggie to get her ass down here.

What up, amigo? I need your

face in my life, like, yesterday.

- Lucy... - Also, I don't know who

your friend is, but one, is he single?

And C, should I make out with him?

Lucy. No, wait, listen to me.

If you want her alive, bring me the last Elder.

You have 20 minutes.

I still don't feel good about this, using you as bait.

We should be protecting you.

He's expecting me, Harry.

And he's the reason all my friends are dead.

We need to finish this.

♪ Dance, dance, dance... ♪

Awesome, you got my invitaysh.

Here's an invitaysh, to kiss my ass, Hunter.

Looks like I'm not the only one who got an upgrade.

Who's next?

He's too strong.

No.

The last Great Sage has fallen.

♪ Dance, dance, dance, dance ♪

♪ Dance, dance for me. ♪

I picked this up in San Miguel de Allende in 2003.

Today, it feels somehow appropriate.

Al mal tiempo, buena cara.

The Elders.

The Elders.

If all the sages have fallen,

that means Alistair's one step closer

to putting the Source in Parker.

We'll find him first, Maggie.

Together.

And if we don't,

if he's a demon beyond saving,

you do know what has to be done.

Back from Tartarus so soon?

Alistair was able to heal you.

So it seems.

Fiona.

You are so much more powerful than he is.

You and I can take him on together, leave this...

Too late for that, sister.

I'm done running.

I had another vessel in mind

when I went looking for the Origin Dagger.

But I suppose Parker will have to do.

I-I don't understand.

Why would you want a demon to take on the Source?

Because as soon as he's filled with all

that raw power, I'm going to kill him...

... and destroy magic forever.

You can't be serious.

Destroy magic?

That would be the end for all of us.

Why are you telling me all this?

'Cause there's one thing

Alistair didn't know when he dispatched Hunter

to kill those sages.

There's one more left.

I'm still a sage.

The Prophecy can't happen until somebody kills... me.

Corpus ab anima

defloresce...

I tracked the incoming phone

calls based on the cell towers

they pinged when calling into Lucy's account.

You are a CSI-level genius.

Everything you need to find your boyfriend should in here.

- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.

- Hey. - Hey.

So we should talk about what happened.

There's something that I have to tell you.

Mel, don't.

Please.

A few months ago, I erased your memory because a demon

was after you.

Your life was in jeopardy because of me.

So I rewrote history so that you

and I never met.

That shift, that trauma

that you keep talking about that

happened to you two years ago?

We were together.

And you left Greta for me

because you were unhappy.

And then we-we were... happy.

And now I see how

unhappy you are with Greta, and I love you.

Stop.

Are you telling me

that you used magic to alter my life?

Yes.

You're not God, Mel!

Do you even know what the hell I went through?

I thought I was losing my mind!

Because you made choices for me.

- But I did it to save you. - No.

You did it for yourself.

- So you could sleep better at night. - No.

No.

I take it you heard that?

I'm sorry, Mel.

Can I tell you something?

Sometimes I am jealous of you.

You are so brilliant.

You're fearless.

The way you use your dark side to help us,

I don't know if I could've been that brave.

Mel, you are literally the strongest person

I know.

You really saved me.

And you know what? If the apocalypse

is coming, there is

no one else I'd rather have by my side.

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