Previously on Charmed...
You've got the Ibi in you.
- What is the Ibi? - It means darkness.
Oh, my God. That's Mom.
I think something's wrong with the baby.
It's natural to be scared.
I'm a witch who sees the future.
The pillar of your past holds the key to your darkness.
Maggie, I can't get you out of my head.
I told you, that kiss was an accident.
That black ooze, it's the primordial form of the Harbinger.
That whole apocalypse thing...
Do you mind switching paint cans with me?
An exquisite choice. It pairs well with
a heavy red sauce, even a garlicky bruschetta.
Mmm.
Enjoy the wine. Thank you. Till next time.
Hello?
Somebody there?
No... no.
No. No.
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Parker, you shouldn't be here.
I couldn't stay away.
Lucy has a new boyfriend, so what's stopping us?
Maggie Vera,
can I take you out on a proper date?
That smile,
gets me every time.
Let me take you to dinner.
I have tickets to Beyoncé.
VIP, backstage passes.
And best of all,
I have this kitten.
Want to cuddle?
What?
Macy wants to get to work early today. Hurry up.
Ugh.
Are you using Harry's training orb
for Parker sex fantasies again?
No.
I was practicing a spell.
Hmm, what spell?
The... sexy... kitten spell.
Fine. I was fantasizing about Parker again.
At least it keeps me away from him in real life.
Good, because the last thing you need
is to get involved with some philandering frat boy.
I'm the one who kissed him. And more importantly,
are we ever gonna tell Macy about seeing
pregnant Mom when we went back in time
- and what she said? - No way.
She's already really worried about that psychic
- saying that she has hidden darkness. - I don't know, it just...
It feels weird to know something
about our sister and not tell her.
Yeah, but what do we really have to tell?
All we know is that Mom dressed like a hippie in the '80s
and was worried about Macy in the womb.
Ladies, breakfast.
A British bacon butty, anyone?
That's a hard pass, Har.
Oh, more for me then.
Did any of you happen to feel
any seismic activity last night?
Seismic activity? Like an earthquake?
- In Michigan? - You know what?
I did think I felt something when I got up to pee.
I just figured it was
the old house settling or whatever.
Common misconception, "settling" always means ghosts.
And if you felt something, too, my fears are confirmed.
It was a hellquake.
A what-what?
A hellquake? That's a thing?
It's an earthquake, only magical beings can detect.
This one was very small, which is a positive sign.
Hey!
I seem to have misplaced my orb.
Harry, take that thing away.
She's gonna miss class registration
with all of her orb sex fantasizing.
Orb sex fantasizing.
Orb sex fantasizing?
Not picking classes has nothing to do with Parker.
It's just, I'm a witch,
I'm never gonna have a normal life.
Maybe I should just...
I don't know, drop out?
Maggie, college is a really important time
to figure out what you love to do.
What you l... Cute apron.
Bartending is just temporary.
Jobs in academia aren't exactly
the easiest thing to find right now.
I hear you. I may be joining you at The Haunt.
Our new lab manager starts today.
I've heard she's difficult. Gregorian's already been fired,
which means the rest of us may also be on the chopping block.
I don't want to be late. Are you ready?
Yeah.
Later.
Speaking of committing to your academics,
your thesis proposal was due six weeks ago.
In my defense, I have saved the world
four times since then.
I will get it done.
Julia Wagner.
Hello, Dr. Wagner.
Oh, please, call me Julia. Sit.
I see you studied with Dr. Kobialka
at Columbia. He and I are old friends.
Yes, he was my first mentor.
I know how this looks...
Big company takes over the lab,
in come the suits and the yes-men,
and there goes any legitimate science.
I want to assure you
I intend to do groundbreaking work here,
but, as with any reorganization,
there are personnel changes.
Oh... okay.
I would like you to step
- up as lab supervisor. - Me?
The work you're doing with gene splicing dovetails
beautifully with what we're hoping to accomplish here.
I truly believe gene splicing
is the future of bioengineering.
Great. Well, that's the good news.
Here's the bad:
I have a major budget shortfall
to deal with, which means...
... we have to lay someone off.
You're going to lay off Galvin Burdette?
No, you are.
Is that a problem?
It's just, we're friends.
Dr. Vaughn, this is business,
it's not personal.
Look,
men have conversations like this all the time
and then go golfing together.
Work it out.
Yo, Vera, wait up.
You're avoiding me.
I haven't seen you in World Lit since...
Everything.
Yeah, I've just, I've been really busy.
- Have you seen Lucy's group text? - _
Lucy has a new guy.
And she's giving us the go-ahead.
I know. Her flair for the dramatic
finally worked out in our favor.
That smile,
gets me every time.
So now that we're in the clear,
can I take you out on a proper date?
Okay.
Um, no Beyoncé.
What?
What I meant was, nothing too, um, public or fancy.
Something low-key.
How about I pick you up after your shift
at the restaurant tomorrow?
You get off around 2:00, right?
How do you know that?
I pay attention.
_
Writer's block?
Let's just say I'm not feeling inspired.
Sounds like you need a muse.
Can I get you anything?
Nah, I was just sitting over there,
wanted to get a closer look.
I...
Keep at it. You'll feel a spark sooner or later.
- Hey, girl, hey. - What's up, nerd?
Who are you calling nerd?
That'd be you, freshman.
Please tell me you picked your classes.
Not yet.
You're not seriously thinking about dropping out, are you?
Mel, stop.
I'm just thinking about it, okay? Let me think.
I just don't want to waste the time and money,
when I'm not even sure what I want to do.
Maggie.
Ah, someone's at the door. I got to go.
- Is someone really there or... - Love you, bye.
Hi. Can I...
Charmed One.
Please, help me.
What?
Oh, he smells like a wet dog.
No-no shoes on the couch.
Oh, my God, that's a goat!
- What the hell? - Thank God you summoned me.
Ladies, this is no mere mortal
at your doorstep.
He is a satyr.
One of the class of lustful, drunken woodland gods.
Of course he is.
Roll your eyes, Mel, but if past experience
is anything to go by...
... we're in for a real treat.
So it's true.
The Charmed Ones have been unbound.
I'm sorry to come here like this,
but word is out in the magical matrix...
If you need help, to come here.
We'll invest in some better home security.
Oh, I'm just glad it's true.
Part of me was starting to worry you were just a myth.
Mm. Back at ya,
half-man, half-goat?
Name's Leon.
Oh.
Please, sit. Sit.
Harry Greenwood. Acolyte for the Elders,
- Whitelighter to the... - Yeah, yeah, yeah, no offense,
but, uh, I came to see the witches.
What can we do for you?
Earlier, there was a power outage in my wine shop,
and I couldn't see what was happening.
And then a shadowy figure reached its hand
into my stomach, and it-it did this.
Oh...
- Oh, my God. - Why?
It knew my secret, something I've never told another soul.
I'm a sworn protector of a shard of the Scythe of Tartarus.
That's what caused last night's hellquake.
I thought the Scythe was lost.
Sorry, what's the Scythe of Tartarus?
I thought you'd never ask.
Uh...
I told you.
The, uh...
Tartarus... a hellish prison for magical creatures.
Gods, demons, the Vanquished.
It's where the bad guys send their bad guys.
Famously, Apollo was sent there by Zeus
for killing a Cyclops.
Well, that Cyclops did create the
lightning bolt that killed his son.
- Salut. Well done. - World Lit.
Nerd.
Anyway, common understanding is that Apollo's mom, Leto,
was so distraught that she took her scythe,
and bang, and bang, right on the ground
where her son was taken, till finally the ground gave way.
And then, out he came.
Zeus took the scythe and he broke it into three shards,
and he separated them, entrusting
one each to a sentinel.
And, in case they ever needed to be rejoined,
he left behind a beacon
that could call out to the other three
and bind them back together.
I come from a long line of sentinels on my mom's side.
Once the Scythe is fully reassembled,
you can strike it on the ground
and set any prisoner in Tartarus free.
Ladies, if we don't get ahead of these other two shards,
I'm afraid we're in for a demonic jailbreak.
And you've met the demons that run loose.
Imagine the ones they lock up.
Let me see.
One down, two to go.
I have tried every spell and incantation.
In-can-tation. Get it?
Not even a chuckle, huh?
Anyway, nothing seems to open it.
That damn witch wrote a containment spell
more powerful than anything I have ever seen,
and then the raw power of the Charmed Ones fortified it.
Get me those other two shards.
Someone in Tartarus must know how to open this damned thing.
Go.
Hello.
Did we really throw down with a satyr last night?
I don't know what's real anymore.
We've got work to do.
Bottoms up.
Harry's Hair of the Dog.
Ah.
This is really working. What's in it?
I told you, hair of dog.
That is a violation.
Okay, so what's the plan?
Well, obviously, people who are sworn
to protect sacred objects aren't in the business
of letting people know they have said objects,
but we may have more luck
tracking the demon.
Macy, I need you to test the residue
from Leon's wound ASAP.
Perhaps the demon left some trace of
itself that can narrow our search.
And I will research darkness demons,
shadow demons and see what we can find.
I'll set a news alert to ding if anyone in the area
reports a blackout, seeing as that is the demon's M.O.
Clever. We'll keep an eye on those,
and also be aware of any further seismic activity.
That's how we'll know another shard's been taken.
In the meantime,
back to your normal lives.
How are you not hungover right now?
I only had, like, four or five glasses of wine.
Ah, youth of today.
I didn't think it was possible to get
this excited about broccoli.
You knew I was vegan.
"Ish."
Most guys don't notice stuff like that.
Or anything, really,
but this is really perfect.
Not too public, not too fancy.
Which wasn't easy, by the way.
I had to fight every impulse drilled into me by my dad.
He's not a big fan of tofu?
According to him, it's not a meal unless
it's on a white tablecloth with at least
three kinds of forks.
Oh, my mom was, like, the polar opposite.
- We did a lot of grilled cheese... - Mmm.
... empanadas, pizza.
Basically, all your non-fork food groups.
What about your dad?
My parents weren't together very long.
Neither were mine.
My dad likes to say his marriage to my mom
was his biggest mistake.
That's horrible.
Don't ruin this.
We don't have to talk about this.
No, it's fine.
I don't want to lie to you about who I am, and...
My dad's a part of that.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
I know what it's like to live in the shadow of a family legacy.
Everyone in my family has a PhD.
- And you don't want that? - It's not that I don't want it.
I'm just... not like they are.
How are they?
You know, my sisters both have these
big intellectual passions that they're so excited about,
and, I mean, I've never really had an idea
of what kind of career I want.
But it's not like I can really talk to them about it.
Just like I'm sure it's hard for you to
open up to your dad about who you really are
without feeling like...
A real disappointment.
You know what I mean?
My parents have made me see
all kinds of shrinks over the years.
Many of them with PhDs,
and none of them have made me feel
as understood as you did just now.
That is a marketable skill.
My sisters always tell me I'm super empathic, so...
I can't let her find out the truth.
- Is something wrong? - No.
Maggie, it can't have been that bad.
It was. I mean, I finally get to kiss Parker
for real, and just as I was about
to go to town on those pillow lips, I...
That's an overshare.
I read his thoughts and he has
- some sort of deep, dark secret. - Oh, yeah?
His thoughts really said "deep, dark secret"?
Well, thoughts are complicated, but that's the feeling I got.
Listen, little sister,
a dark thought doesn't necessarily mean
he's a dark person.
Maybe it's just something that's hard to say.
But if there's anyone that can get
a person to open up, it's you.
I'm sorry, but I got to go.
Bye.
I never got a chance to officially congratulate you
on your promotion. Cheers.
Thanks.
It's a little weird not just being part of the team anymore.
Listen. Gregorian was a dick,
Thaine was a straight-up sexual predator.
I'm all for having some badass ladies taking over
and righting the ship. It's about damn time.
- Thanks. You know, I... - And if you ever need
help with the guys, please, let me know. Okay?
I've been around them long enough,
I've got a pretty good grasp
- on all their quirks. - You definitely do.
- But I... - You know what? I've been doing
some research on Julia, and I can't figure out
if she's more interested in chromosomal
or biochemical genetics,
so I brushed up on both.
Of course you did.
No.
Look, Macy, I-I know you wanted to talk,
but Kretz needs my help with his protein inhibitors.
Catch you later?
Hey, Jamie, have you seen Parker?
I just saw him run into his room.
Got it. Thanks.
Hey, Parker, can I...?
This is your big secret?
Maggie.
Maggie!
Harry!
Have you got something to run by me, for your thesis?
Nope. But if we're dealing with a Shadow Demon,
its weakness is something called the Light of Theia.
I found a spell.
Mel, we haven't had any hellquakes or power outages,
which means right now would be the perfect time
to work on your thesis.
I need another extension.
Can I please have more time?
No. The university won't let me.
Look, you didn't hear it from me, but if it's time you need,
you do have your power.
It would probably incur
only minimal personal gain consequences.
Oh, so now the rules don't matter.
Another power outage.
Sorry, Harry. Duty calls.
Come on.
Hello?
Who's there?
Show yourself.
Anyone here?
Whoa!
Hellquake!
What the hell?
I knew this day was coming.
This past week, I felt my pendant... that's where I keep
my shard of the Scythe of Tartarus... I felt it vibrating.
I mean, almost as if it was calling out to the other pieces,
like, like it wanted to be reunited.
So, wait. Are you a satyr, too?
Do I look like a debaucherous wine-swilling goatboy?
I am a Tawaret.
Sela's a highly revered
Egyptian fertility goddess.
Practically royalty.
Think Meghan Markle.
Sorry.
Wow, what an honor.
Your, um, Goddess.
They're new.
Goddess?
I keep thinking about what Sela said
about her shard reaching out to the others.
Well, they are magical.
Ma-Magical, yes, but maybe also magnetic?
The vibrations, the earthquakes.
What if the Scythe is made up
of some form of Lodestone and the pieces really are
reaching out to each other magnetically?
Then could that be a way for us to find the third shard
before this demon does?
Exactly. Now, if I can just...
What the...?
What is going on?
Uh, ladies? I-I should tell you I s-suffer
from a mild case of entomophobia.
Fear of-of insects.
What's happening?
I really don't know.
I think I do.
Bees are guided by magnetoreception.
It's a sort of magnetic North Pole that helps them navigate.
But why are they coming here?
It must be because the last shard of the Scythe...
Is in this house.
Wait.
If there's a shard in our house,
does that mean that Mom was a sentinel?
Impossible to know.
Or that she once used the Scythe?
You think our mom staged a prison break from Hell?
Well, she did volunteer with the Innocence Project.
You guys, this is not the Beyhive I
always imagined showing up at our house.
How do we get them to go away?
We don't.
We let them in.
- What? - Did you just say "let them in"?
When I said "mild fear,"
I meant crippling.
If we let them in,
they should lead us right to the third shard.
All right. For the team.
They're going to the attic.
Let's get in formation.
Right behind you.
I knew it. They led us right to it.
I know I keep saying this,
but how did we not know Mom was a witch?
Um, guys?
- Macy, there's a bee in your shirt! - Oh, my...
Oh, take it out!
Whoa.
- Whoa. - Maggie.
- The key. - What?
Where did you get it?
Uh...
I've been wearing it.
I... I found it about a week ago.
A week ago... oh, dear God.
Wait. That's the key Mom was wearing in the '80s.
You saw Mom in the '80s?
You found a magical key and you didn't tell us?
Mel, I didn't know, I...
- I was processing a lot. - Yes, but this
is Zeus's beacon, the one thing that can awaken
the Scythe of Tartarus.
Somehow the demon must be tuned in to the frequency
of the shards, and it only began hunting for them
after you found this and activated it.
I didn't say anything because I was ashamed
of what the key might have meant.
Macy, you can always talk to us about this stuff.
Ladies, as much as I enjoy our emotional heart-to-hearts,
now may not be the best time.
That Shadow Demon will be cutting our power any minute.
We need to come up with a plan.
We know the Shadow Demon
wants the last shard of the Scythe.
Let's use that against him.
He wants to fight us in the dark.
Esto semper Lux.
We won't let that happen.
No demon is breaking out of Tartarus on our watch.
It's here.
We call upon Theia, goddess of light.
She who persisted, she who could fight.
Give us the strength to brighten this night.
Now finish it.
He's trying to call the other shard!
- The shard! - Mel!
Maggie!
Oh, come on!
Frickin' Lodestone.
Wait. I know what you're feeling.
You're in pain.
Macy!
On it.
I'll take that.
Mel!
Thanks.
You...
Are you okay?
Just as planned, right?
Thank you.
I've seen that woman before.
She flirted with me at The Haunt.
So she's a demon?
Stealing the Scythe would seem to indicate demon.
The teleporting would suggest something else.
Well, not a Whitelighter?
No. Then again, she didn't try and kill us all, so...
I don't know.
Well, she now has the Scythe and the power
to break a demon out of Tartarus.
- Not if we find her first. - How do we do that?
I'll follow up with the Elder council.
- In the meantime... - Stay vigilant.
Okay, so stay vigilant, yes.
But can we take a minute to appreciate
the fact that my powers are escalating?
I read a demon's feelings.
It was almost as if there was some human
part of it, if that's even possible.
It may be.
Consider how you reached Angela Wu
when she was possessed by the Harbinger.
Perhaps you reached some last
shred of humanity in this demon.
Basically gave the demon therapy and that's why it took off.
Go, Mags.
Will you please let me look at your shoulder
or do you plan on keeping up
this martyr routine?
It's just a scratch.
Come on.
Fine.
Oh, my God.
It's the same mark that was found on Mom's body.
- Does that mean...? - We just met her killer?
She certainly could be.
- Leave it! - Are you sure?
It reminds me of Mom and why I'm doing this.
If I had just been honest
and told you about the key,
this wouldn't have happened.
Yeah, and if we'd told you about the key
Mom was wearing in the '80s, same deal.
So...
So... from now on, we tell each other everything.
No matter how scary it seems.
What?
There's something else.
Not just the key.
It was something that Mom said.
Okay.
What did she say?
She was pregnant.
And she thought there was something wrong with her baby.
You mean me.
Yeah, but we don't... we don't know what she meant.
I know what it means.
That must be why she gave me up.
She sensed some evil in me.
Don't jump to that conclusion.
We have no idea what she meant,
or how that key connects to you.
But we do know that Mom loved you
and she wanted you back.
She got you hired at the lab, right?
That's quite right.
None of this explains what this "darkness" even is.
But Mom sensed it.
And I feel it.
I have been watching human behavior for decades.
Everyone has the capacity for darkness.
It's your actions,
not your nature, that defines you.
I don't want to fire Galvin.
You don't like being the boss?
No, I love being the boss.
So much so, I was going to let
my ambition cloud my judgment.
But I don't play golf.
And we don't have to play by those rules anymore.
I'm listening.
Yes, Galvin costs more
than some of our other scientists, but he's worth it.
He's a team player and a leader.
The whole lab suffers if we lose him,
and that's not very cost-effective.
That's quite an endorsement.
But I still have a major budget shortfall to deal with.
I know. I've been studying up on the new equipment.
I think I can save thousands of dollars
from our biochemical budget
if we can test things in-house.
- That still leaves... - About 40K.
If I can save you that,
are we good?
Yes.
We're good.
O-Okay, great.
Kretz...
We need to talk.
I did it.
I signed up for next semester.
So that makes three overachieving academics in the house.
Two academics...
And one overeducated bartender.
I'm dropping out.
You're dropping out?
Why?
I lost everything.
Mom, Niko, my job.
And I guess it gave me clarity
on what wasn't working in my life.
Harry's right: people do what they want to do.
And my thesis,
this academic career I was so sure I wanted...
Maybe it was more about following in Mom's footsteps.
And I'm just not sure I want that anymore.
So until I figure out what I do want,
I've got other ways to honor Mom.
I get it.
So does that make me the smart one now?
Mm, that depends.
What classes are you taking?
I'm thinking psych major.
If I'm gonna be reading minds,
it'd be helpful to understand them better.
And maybe it'll help me understand my own...
So I don't get completely played by a frat douche.
Thanks.
Good chat.
Please! Let me explain.
If you still want to slam the door in my face
after you hear me out, fine.
What you saw wasn't about drugs,
it was about...
Medicine.
I need the injections to stay healthy.
Medicine? I...
I have a rare autoimmune disorder.
I won't bore you with the details, but it's serious
and I'm always gonna have it.
If I'm lucky, I'll make it to 40.
Oh, my God.
Parker... why didn't you just tell me?
I don't know.
Shame, I guess.
I mean, that's how I feel about being sick.
Like it's some kind of weakness.
My family doesn't want anyone to know.
So I haven't told anyone.
Not Lucy, not the Phi Delts... no one.
I don't want to be a drag on anyone's good time.
I'm here.
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm so glad I told her the truth.
She's everything.
I don't see the Scythe of Tartarus.
Sorry, Dad, it... got away.
Oh.
It got away?
- Like, on its own? - No. There was...
I don't know... an electricity demon?
Oh, really?
Electricity?
She beat me to it at the last second.
I should've sent your brother, Hunter.
Never send a half-demon to do a full-demon's job.
Hunter failed his last mission, too.
He was thwarted by a shift in the time stream.
You were, what? Bested by a common bolt thrower?
We will have to find a new way to open it.
But in the meantime, you need to use that Vera girl.
Dad, please.
You promised me nothing more after I got the Scythe.
Are you whining?
What is her power?
Her power.
She's an empath.
Well...
Now that is actually
something we can use.
Don't fail me again...
Son.
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