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Previously on Charmed...

All hail!

Caine! Caine! Caine!

Parker...

Is the Overlord?

This land belongs to the Dryads...

Peaceful creatures.

There's a hallowed tree, the fruit of which

provides temporary immunity from all things magic.

It's dead. Worthless.

Help me figure out who's responsible for the massacre.

I thought you were dead.

I missed you, Vera.

I missed you, too.

I can't lose you again, Maggie.

Will you marry me?

Are you insane?

Not the response I was hoping for.

Yeah, let's... let's get married.

I have the perfect Pinterest board ready to go.

Let's just forget the fact that you're...

The Demon Overlord and I'm...

I'm a Charmed One and our worlds are at war.

I know it sounds crazy,

but everything revolutionary sounds that way at first.

You're not Tim Cook unveiling a new iPhone.

These are our lives.

Yes, and we have a chance to do what no one else has:

bring peace to the witch and demon worlds.

How?

Look, when I became Overlord,

demons swore an oath to follow me.

What greater calling, for both of us?

And we could do it together.

I'm 20 years old.

I'm not ready to get married to you.

Or to anyone, for that matter.

I love you...

But I... I can't.

I'm sorry.

You guys aren't gonna believe...

Layla?

Wha... What happened?

After the Sacred Grove massacre,

a group of us witches

banded together to patrol the magical communities,

protect them from attacks.

But while patrolling,

Layla and her cohorts were ambushed...

By demons.

- Demons. - We got to her just in time.

But the others were taken.

Where?

We can't go on like this.

We have to do something.

Counterattack.

Meet fire with fire.

The only thing demons understand is strength.

This isn't a Twitter clapback, Mel.

Violence begets violence.

There are two missing witches who may still be alive.

The last thing we want to do is incite war.

We're already at war, Harry.

An entire species was massacred this week.

- We can't do nothing. - I told you,

Abigael confessed. She's not a threat anymore.

And Parker wants peace.

And we believe him why, exactly?

Because. We do.

I do.

What?

I spent the last 24 hours with him.

Exactly.

Emotions cloud judgment.

He did try to take away our powers, Maggie.

For the millionth time, he apologized.

Okay. We all want the same thing here.

No. You know what? I am tired of this.

Being treated like a child.

I can stop the violence. All of it.

With the wave of my hand.

This hand, actually.

I'm marrying Parker Caine.

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This is insane.

I thought so, too, at first.

Which is why I said no, but then I realized

I can do so much more good with him there than I can with...

- Us, here. - Meaning?

According to something called the Oath in demon tradition,

you can only forge an enforceable peace

with those who are family.

S... So you're marrying him to become family?

Not only that. I love him.

And maybe I wouldn't do this

under ordinary circumstances.

But nothing about our situation is ordinary.

Witches are dying. Every day.

What about our family?

The Power of Three?

The Power of Three is... AWOL right now.

We don't know if it's ever coming back.

Maggie...

If Parker really wants peace,

why doesn't he just order it himself?

- Why does he need you? - Because I bring witches to the table.

It'll be like a power partnership.

Beyoncé and Jay-Z. Barack and Michelle.

Brad and Angelina.

Marriages go south, Maggie.

And then what?

You think they're just gonna let you walk away?

Did we not all just witness Layla bleeding out an hour ago?

How many more names on that blackboard

is it gonna take before we change course?

This sacrifice is too great.

Not if it ends the violence.

I'm done playing orange key card girl.

This is where the ambush took place, my Overlord.

Look who's back.

Maggie.

My sisters rescued a witch named Layla.

Other witches in her coven were kidnapped

by Vagrant demons.

I need you to have them released.

Order the Vagrants to release their hostages.

- Are you sure you wish... - Now.

Very well.

That was amazing.

That was the power of...

... power.

Parker, the Oath.

Tell me everything.

It's written in our prophecy

that when the Overlord rises to power,

the Demon World swears an oath to honor and protect him.

Yeah, to honor and protect you.

Demons, like the Mafia, honor the family.

Anyone who's bonded to me... Like my wife...

Has equal rights and protections.

You represent all witches.

Any attack on witches is an attack on you.

Any attack on you is an attack on me.

And that's forbidden.

We could really do this.

Stop the bloodshed.

We really could.

I'm not gonna wear a veil, though.

Wear whatever the hell you want.

Ugh...

Marriage, how retro.

If the Demon World loses its common enemy in witches

by making peace with them,

demons will turn on each other.

Preaching to the choir, Godric.

I could give a TED talk on tribal warfare.

But we're not gonna let that happen.

So we stay the course.

Kill Parker?

With one small twist:

we get the blushing bride to do it.

Thereby cementing the rift

between demons and witches.

Yes.

There's something rotten in the land of demon,

and this wedding is smack in the middle of it.

Agreed. Abby denied being involved in the Dryad massacre,

and yet she suddenly confesses to it.

She's obviously been set up.

Set up?

More likely she's doing the setting up.

Well, you can't be sure of that.

Either way...

How do we prove to Maggie that she's

making the biggest mistake of her life?

We need intel

on whose hands are really dirty here.

Starting with the groom.

What I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall.

What if you could?

What are you doing over there, Vera?

- Guest list? - Peace treaty.

Terms between witches and demons.

No slaying each other.

No vanquishing. No sacrificing.

You think I need to say no eating?

Know what? Better safe than sorry.

I love this.

This side of you.

I tested very high for executive functioning.

Is that right?

Did you know I'm a manager at...?

Hmm?

Where?

Come on, Maggie, we're getting married.

We have to trust each other.

Sir?

Godric requests an audience with you.

Malignants are planning

an attack on the coven near Magic Waters.

They want your approval to cross

through their territory to get there.

Absolutely not.

No more attacking witches.

Did you miss the part where I'm marrying one?

Sir, you haven't married her yet.

They have no reason to hold back.

Well, then, let's give them one.

Before more of my people die.

We're getting married tonight.

Right?

Right.

At which point, a peace treaty

between witches and demons goes into full effect.

As you wish.

I'll prepare the dagger for tonight's blood ritual.

Whoa. Slow your roll there, Godric.

Tradition dictates

that Parker draw blood from your palm

with the Dagger of Zagan.

A blood rite that will render you obedient to him

for the rest of your life.

- Did you know about this? - No.

Demons won't trust a witch

unless her obedience is guaranteed.

They'll trust her because I trust her.

Now send out the wedding invitations.

As you wish.

Hey, what's wrong?

I don't trust him.

Look, I'll keep him in line.

I promise.

I'm certain I remember

a shape-shifter passage somewhere.

Nope.

Where is it? Here it is.

You really think you can turn me into an actual fly on the wall?

Well, anything's possible with the right spell.

Mutatio?

Well, that's Latin for...

Change.

Like metamorphosis.

"Shoulders to wings.

"Feet to flight. The human shall fly.

"A curse to spite."

Wait, what?

It's not a spell, it's a curse.

Okay. So, we're not doing that.

Curses can be broken.

This is dangerous, Mel.

A curse has no protection.

Just to be clear,

if we turn you into a fly,

and someone were to squish you...

You would die.

This is for Maggie.

I'm going behind enemy lines with or without you.

Okay.

Well, if you're doing this,

we're gonna need a whole heap of these buggers.

Ew.

Poor little guy.

I'd hate to spend my whole life

as something so annoying and insignificant.

Don't tell that to the fly.

Significance is in the eye of the beholder.

All about perspective, I guess.

Yep.

I just wish Harry would get some when it comes to Abigael.

Meaning...

He's always making excuses for her

when she does inexcusable things.

It's the Whitelighter in him.

He sees the good in everyone, I guess.

Even demons.

Or maybe he has feelings for her.

Or... you have feelings for him.

Maggie and I found the sketch of Harry in your journal.

- You read my journal? - When we were doing

the tracking spell to find you.

We were desperate to save you from the darklighter

and the spell called for something you dread,

something you desire,

and something you deny yourself.

That picture of Harry, it worked for all of those.

I'm sorry. I know

you see it as an invasion of privacy, but...

No. It's not that.

It's not him.

The sketch, it wasn't Harry.

The darklighter?

I know.

I was disgusted by him, but...

Strangely intrigued at the same time.

It was all very confusing.

That is confusing.

Especially since Harry clearly has feelings for you.

Did... Did he say that?

Yeah.

He sorta did.

Oh.

You could always give it a go with Harry.

Take it slow.

What?

N-No. Th...

I mean, it's Harry.

That would be weird, right?

Yeah.

Fly.

Yeah.

Not a moment too soon...

Have you checked your texts?

Maggie and Parker

are getting married... tonight.

Yes. Then I better brew...

Fast.

But we don't know how to break the curse yet.

Guess we'll have to figure it out...

"On the fly."

So let me get this straight:

according to The Book of Elders,

the only way to break the shape-shifter curse

- is for the cursed one... - Me.

To land on a mirror and see my own reflection.

No, actually self-reflect; there's a difference.

Reflect on what?

Whatever it is you need to learn.

Which is...?

The Book didn't offer specifics.

It's for you to work out, I'm afraid.

Nothing like being the odd witch out.

You came.

I'm sorry about before.

We both are.

We just want what's best for you.

Thank you.

And you're sure about this?

It's not too late to change your mind.

No, I'm... I'm good.

I better go get ready.

It is a wedding, after all.

It's go time.

Hey, Mel,

I can't stress enough how vulnerable you'll be.

Flies have a very short lifespan for a reason.

Don't worry.

I got this.

Good luck.

Where are you going?

We need to find Abigael.

They're holding her here somewhere.

I doubt she wants this wedding any more than we do,

which means our interests may be aligned.

So let's use her to our advantage.

Come on.

My apologies for pulling you from the wedding prep.

Okay. Here goes nothing.

Just tell me what's so urgent, Godric.

Last week,

I received word that the Sacred Grove's security was compromised.

Is this necessary?

Now?

Especially now.

You said Abigael was responsible for the Dryad massacre.

I knew it. They stole the apples.

But Maggie thinks we had nothing to do with it.

Always protecting your interests, my Overlord.

This apple...

Will protect you from falling prey

to magic that may compromise you.

We can't take any chances.

You'll need every advantage to be an effective Overlord,

to keep the peace.

That is what your...

Bride wants, doesn't she?

You have no idea what she wants. Ow!

Insignificant creatures.

I need to reverse this curse.

A moment of self-reflection.

What do I have to learn?

There's no place like home?

I-I'm bossy? I'm judgmental?

Oh, come on.

Guards.

Why aren't there any?

Can't get into bed with the devil, Harry,

unless you want to get burned.

I don't know.

I'm powerless. I'm useless.

I'm utterly insignificant.

No. I'm only as small as I allow myself to feel.

I may not have powers,

but it doesn't mean that I'm powerless.

I'm fierce, loyal, devoted to my sisters,

and if that's all the power I have again...

The power to love...

It'll be enough.

You have a visitor.

Maggie.

Wow, you look

beautiful. Really?

Maggie, we have to talk.

Oh. Michelle, could you just give us a second?

What is it?

The Sacred Grove.

It wasn't Abigael, it was Godric.

He has the apples.

So Godric lied.

Well, I was right not to trust him.

He's exactly the scum I thought he was.

Parker will have him thrown out

as soon as he finds out.

Parker already knows.

Godric offered him one of the apples

in Parker's office.

How do you know all of this?

I saw it myself.

How did you manage that?

I... turned myself into a fly.

You know, I was, like, on the wall and all of that.

- I just wanted to make sure... - I can't believe this.

I know. I'm sorry. No. I'm...

I'm talking about you, Mel.

Spying on Parker?

Trying to undermine my wedding?

I was trying to get at the truth.

Protect you from...

I don't need you to protect me, Mel.

I need you to respect me and my decisions,

and clearly, you don't.

I'm sorry.

I can see from your perspective that you think

- it was a betrayal, but... - I...

I think you should leave.

What?

Now.

The apples.

Check his office.

I don't know why you put so much faith in Abby.

She's done nothing but double-cross us.

Perhaps it's the Whitelighter in me, seeing the good.

Where there is none?

I could ask you the same.

My darklighter?

It's Mel.

Uh, she's all right, but...

Maggie's kicked her out of the wedding.

Damn it.

This is a disaster.

You're right about Abby, though.

She didn't kill the Dryads.

Godric did.

He's given a sacred apple to Parker.

Harry?

Oh, thank God.

You're here.

There's gonna be an assassination attempt

- on the bride and groom. - What?

And we're the only ones who can stop it.

I pretended to have my powers stripped, and then I escaped.

That's when I overheard the guards

talking about an assassination attempt.

If Parker ate that apple,

he's protected from magic.

And Maggie is not.

In a room full of demons.

Abby, why should we believe you?

All you've done is lie.

Your sister's in danger,

and I have a plan.

Ignore me at your peril.

Get a grip, Mel.

What the...?

So if someone had

- stolen some of that fruit? - They'd be unstoppable.

The ceremony is about to start.

It's my duty to keep you abreast of all truths,

favorable and otherwise.

Cut the Shakespeare, Godric.

Your bride is stealing from you.

Isn't it convenient that she showed up

just as we got the apples?

I don't believe you.

Maggie... what are you doing?

I should ask you the same thing.

You swore you had nothing to do with the Sacred Grove massacre.

Godric masterminded the whole thing.

Well, I didn't know that... till today.

Godric lied to you.

What are you gonna do about it?

He was trying to protect me.

Protect you?

Wait, did you...

Did you eat one of the apples?

They provide immunity, Maggie.

From harmful magic.

And clearly, you have no problem stealing them for yourself.

- Dryads were murdered for these. - Oh.

If you can't see that that's wrong...

You're gonna lecture me

on right and wrong?

Who did I just catch sneaking in here,

spying on me?

Maybe you're the one who can't be trusted.

That is ridiculous.

What are you doing?

Who the hell is Jordan?

What?

He's a friend.

A friend.

I want nothing more

than peace for demons and witches, but...

It's clear that this... us...

Isn't gonna work.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

We're getting married... Vera.

Godric!

Prepare the dagger.

We're doing the blood ritual.

Certainly.

Mmm.

Black amber.

An upside-down tree.

In the command center.

This must be it.

The source of our powers.

Harry?

Something happened.

Maggie's changed her mind. She wants out.

Good, because we're not leaving without her.

The moment it looks like you're double-crossing Maggie,

I'll have no problem exposing you, got it?

Maggie will leave here unscathed.

You have my word.

She better.

Please,

be seated.

You are about to witness

the first blood ritual in millennia...

... since the bride of our beloved Zagan the Great

displayed her undying devotion

by spilling

her blood.

- With this, you... - No!

Maggie!

Dirty witch!

Come on!

- Thank you. - Get off me.

Parker's good side is so good.

But... the demon in him...

It's always...

Always gonna be there,

no matter how hard he tries to fight it.

I'm sorry, Mags.

No. I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have kicked you out like that.

And I should have respected you.

We shouldn't treat you like the baby.

I definitely acted like one.

A dreamer.

So naive, thinking I could

change thousands of years of history with...

Daring to dream is a revolutionary act.

Dreamers change the world.

Mel.

What happened here?

I thought I found black amber.

Like the amber in Jordan's ring?

Yeah.

Is that a root?

It's a tree.

I saw it poking out from the floor.

When I pulled on it, black sap came out.

And your powers, did they...

I tried.

It didn't work.

My vision.

It's Parker.

He's coming here to kill Jordan.

Jordan's curse.

It's coming to fruition.

Unless we stop it.

Hey, man. Can I get a quick lesson?

Oh, God.

He's here.

We've got to get people out of here

before a full showdown with Parker.

- We need a distraction. - Macy,

could you create a flame under that smoke detector?

What is this stuff?

It's a halon fire system.

We had one in the lab.

Puts out fire with halon gas instead of water.

Make sure everyone gets out.

We'll pick this up another time.

Mm. Actually,

I think I want to finish this.

- Now. - Parker, leave him alone.

Ah, sweetheart.

You came.

Maggie.

You know this guy?

Oh, is this a thing, Vera?

Parker, you're not thinking straight.

My dude, listen,

we don't want trouble.

If you take another step in her direction,

I'm gonna have to show you out myself.

Mm.

You done?

Parker!

Let go of him!

Sure.

Come on, Maggie.

- Let's go home. - She is not going anywhere.

Stay the hell back!

Oh, my God.

It's me.

I did that.

It's the amber.

Molecular manipulation.

Incredible.

Damn it.

The apples.

He's immune from magic.

Am I interrupting something?

Parker,

please, you're better than this.

Maybe...

Maybe I'm not.

I'm a demon.

Always will be.

Get out of the way,

Maggie.

What did you do?

Harry... heal him, please.

Harry.

It's not gonna work.

He's immune to magic.

I just can't believe Parker's...

Gone.

Went so dark so fast.

You know, it was probably the apples.

Caused, uh, some sort of mania.

Nobody forced him to eat those apples.

He wasn't able to resist.

Power of that magnitude always comes at a cost.

I know how painful this is.

But you can't let it break your spirit.

You have so much good

that the world needs right now.

A young visionary once said,

"This is not the end.

"This is the beginning."

Did you just compare me to AOC?

It may take you a while to...

Dream up another way to bring peace, but...

If anyone can do it,

it's you.

Definitely.

Daring to see things differently...

... got me thinking, too.

Thank you.

For doing the right thing.

Though I'm sure it was for the wrong reasons.

Perhaps I've grown fond of playing

the demon in shining armor.

We owe you one.

Can I cash in my IOU now?

That depends what you had in mind.

Oh, did I scare you?

Nothing like a little magic to end the day.

Don't be a stranger, Harry.

It's an apple a day keeps the doctor away.

Three apples a day incites mania.

I thought Dad was the most vile demon who ever lived.

You're so much worse.

Those apples may have amped you up,

but that demon jealousy streak...

That's 100% you.

And if anything, you should thank me.

I cleaned up your little scratch.

Got you out of a marriage that was doomed from the start.

And I extricated you from a job

that you most certainly would have failed at.

Don't you think a little gratitude is due?

I will make you pay for this.

Get in line.

Witches took my brother.

I will avenge

my bloodline and our kingdom.

I am your new Overlord.

It's time for a matriarch to ascend.

Yes!

Well played, Abigael.

Vanquishing Parker to save that human,

ensuring the trust of the Charmed Ones.

You finally got everything you wanted.

Almost.

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