Charmed

Kaela! Outside, now!

Look, Sal, if this is about the Scrambler,

I called the distributor weeks ago,

said I needed a right foot support for a 450.

Idiot sent me a left foot support in crap condition

and then gave me manitude when I demanded a replacement.

It's not about the Scrambler.

The owner of the building called. Very angry.

Does not like to see his wall covered

in graffiti.Whoa, whoa, dude--

got to be careful throwing around the G word.

I mean, look at it.

The technique, the clever use of metaphor.

This is a serious piece of art.

Kaela, I know it was you.

I see the paint on your coveralls,

the spray cans in your locker.

Well, I mean, technically they're cubbies,

'cause someone was too cheap to spring for actual lockers.

But, um...For months,

I see you rubbing your head.

You come in late, tired.

Can't be good, sniffing fumes.

It's not me, Sal.

Kaela, you're a great mechanic.

No one better.

But I worry.

And for your own good, you got to choose.

Work for me,

maybe someday even own the shop.

But you got to stop with painting on the walls.

So I quit.

Sal said I could apologize to the owner of the building

and, you know, paint over it, but my art comes first.

As your cosmically assigned BFF, I support you.

"But I'm concerned you have accrued a substantial amount

of debt due to prior medical complications..."

I don't sound like that.Yeah, you do, bitch.

Okay, well, I have to blend in with the suits,

if I, you know, want to keep my job.

Mm-hmm. Look, I get where I'm at financially

and health-wise, but life's too short.

And even if I don't, I got you to fall back on.

So I'm sweet.

Speaking of, I have something I need to show you.

What?

Surprise!

Hi.

Oh, hi!

Hi.

Hi, baby.

You guys are so sweet.

Happy five years in remission, girl.

Batter up.

All right, y'all gonna meet me on the bottom, okay?

Hi, baby.

Wait, can you... can you hold this for a second?

You think you're bailing before I start doing The Brynn?

Another headache?

I don't understand why you won't go

see a doctor, for peace of mind.

Because if I'm sick again, I don't want to know.

It's not just the headaches.

For the past six months, I've been...

I've been having these dreams.

Dreaming of, um, people that I've never met.

Places I've never been. I-I think I'm going crazy.

Who are they?

I have no idea.

Brynn, what's happening to me?

Look, we know you stole whatever's in the backpack,

so hand it over and we'll let you go.

Really?

Okay.

Take it.

Such a bad idea.

Jordan, blade.Got it.

Thanks. I owe you.

Maggie, behind you!

Hey, um, you want to come back to my place?

We can just hang out and talk.

Uh, yeah, sure. Be right back.

Your neck.

Luckily, I've got the magic touch now.

Well, I think you have something on your lip.

Hey, Duncan, send me home.

Quickly, please.

Hold-hold that thought.

What is that?

Aw.

It's a Zamba Zaraa.

Some demons like to snack on them.

I know, it's horrible.

Especially seeing as they're super sweet.

Hey.

Aah!

So much for super sweet.

Hey.Hey.

How was your night?

It was fine. You know, nothing too exciting.

Same.

Well, I'm gonna grab a snack and crash.

I have Abnormal Psych at 8:30.

Yeah, I have to get up early to finalize the new syllabus.

See you in the morning?Yeah.

Hope you said hello from me.

I do every night.

Everything quiet inside?

Ah, yeah.

They're both home,

padding around the house until all hours.

Now they spend all day

searching for the other,

then all night trying to distract themselves from...

...what happened.

At least Maggie and I are putting a dent

in demon stupidity, but Mel--

I don't even know where she goes.

Any luck getting her to talk about

what happened with her and Ruby?

No, she just changes the subject.

Mel and Maggie-- they're a complete mess.

For everyone's sake,

they need to find the third Charmed One.

If she even exists.

Well, the Guardian said...I know what the Guardian said,

but if she were all-knowing, we wouldn't be where we are now.

Hey, your finger. What happened?

Uh, I got bit.

By a Zamba Zaraa?

That's not likely. Zamba Zaraas are tame.

I don't even think they have teeth.

Okay. That's weird,

'cause this one definitely had teeth.

Do you think that's something we should look into?

If you want.

So it's a pixie fledgling ceremony

for my new friend Annie.

It's a big deal, like a quinceañera or a Bat Mitzvah,

only with Pixies.

it's when they finally get their wings.

Could you do that a little bit more quietly?

Sorry. You're hungover.

I'll make some sopa de pollo con fideos.

You don't need to keep taking care of us, Josefina.

It's what family does, prima.

And I'm going to stay until you and Mags are okay again.

Speaking of.Morning.

Hey.

Pixie fledgling ceremony today.

Mel's totally gonna rally and go, right, Mel?

Hey, Josefina, could I talk to Mel

for a second, alone?Sure.

And would you turn down the music?

I got to go get ready.

This hair isn't gonna fix itself.

If this is about you and the apartment again...

A unit finally opened up at Northgate.

It's, like, the perfect size for me,

and I'll have a view of the woods.

I just need someone to cosign the lease.

So you're taking off?

Mel, this... this isn't working.

Believe me, I know.

We've looked into the lineage of every witch on that board,

gone through Mom's old letters

to see if we have another secret sister...

Yes, that, but also us.

Something has to change.

Just like that?

Like you said,

something has to change.

Well, thanks, I guess.

Revela daemonem inimicum.

She didn't even fight for me.

Time for some demon ass-kicking in...

...Mexico City.

What the hell?

Seriously?

Philadelphia?

Bring it on.

Mel? What are you doing here?

And what was that smoke?

It's nothing. I...

I realized I forgot my jacket... somewhere.

And I went to grab it and go home, but...

where are we?

Philadelphia. I was trying to go to Mexico City,

but the board sent me here.

That doesn't make any sense.

Think we should go home.

By "home," do you mean Vera Manor

or a crappy apartment in Northgate?

Seriously? You want to do this here?

I don't want to do this at all.

Maggie, look out!

Are you crazy?

You're lucky I installed new brakes. I got...