"I feel so bad." Phoebe muttered under her breath as the genie went back into her bottle.

I frowned. Chris and I had just gotten back here with Piper to help her solve this problem of ours. Admittedly, I felt a bit guilty myself. Jinny had been nothing but helpful since we "got" her but then again, as Piper had pointed out - we'd been burned before.

"As well you should," Chris piped up then, aiming his words at his aunt, "If we don't do something soon, I can end up half fireman instead of half Whitelighter,"

A snort escaped past my lips, unable to shake the immediate image that had popped into my head of Chris dressed up in a firefighter uniform. I quickly covered my mouth with my hand, still earning myself a glare from my boyfriend in the process.

Phoebe rolled her eyes, sighing, "Oh, for goodness sake,"

"Look, I'm running out of time here. So what do you say we get to use that Genie to make mom and dad-"

Phoebe cut him off with a look of disgust written all over her face, "That's vile. And against the rules. I would think you wouldn't want to be conceived that way,"

"Well, beats not being conceived at all,"

I couldn't help but shrug, "He's got a point, you know,"

"Look, I told you I would help you on my terms, okay? So back off," Phoebe told the both of us.

Chris huffed, stalking back to the Book of Shadows, "What are your terms?"

"Hmm, not really sure yet. But I am done with this potion," she said cheerily as she stoppered the vial of blue liquid, "As soon as Piper gets back we are ready to go."

All of a sudden, the beautiful stained glass window behind us burst apart just as a flying carpet came sailing through the attic. Chris and I hit the floor, his body rolling on top of mine to shield me from the raining remnants of shattered glass.

My heart pounded in my chest - from adrenaline rush or the nearness of Chris' warmth, I'd never tell - as I glanced up into his emerald-green gaze. It was a life or death situation, I knew but...I couldn't help but want to kiss him in that moment.

"What was that?" I whispered to him.

Chris only shook his head in response, putting a finger to my lips to quieten me just as Phoebe tossed her potion at the person who had just tumbled off the carpet. Bosk, we assumed.

But it only bounced off the small, shining red ruby in the medallion he wore looped around his neck.

He grinned over at Phoebe, shaking his head, "Not this time, witch,"

Bosk shot a plasma ball from his hand, aimed straight at her but she ducked behind a table and it missed her completely. I gasped, ready to run to her as I lifted my hand but Chris held me back.

"Jinny, I wish you free!" Phoebe shouted over the din of noise.

Suddenly, pink smoke whooshed out of the bottle, funneling up into the air before morphing into the image of Jinny. But...she didn't look like before. Not at all like before. No, instead of her usual Jasmine-type garb, she wore a long-sleeve black shirt and pants. In fact, if I was being honest, she looked sort of like a spy out of a Bond movie.

"Well, it's about time," she sneered over at Bosk, "Who's the master now?"

A fireball erupted in her palm and she sent it flying through the room towards Bosk. As soon as it slammed into him, he burst into flame before disappearing totally. I gaped, glancing up at Chris who was still hovering over me protectively.

Piper had walked in just in the nick of time and shouted out to Chris. Lifting up his hand, the bottle flew towards him and effectively out of the reach of Jinny. It was too late to stop her though - before any of us could get another word out, she was gone, taken off on the flying carpet.

A groan emitted from my mouth as Chris helped me up off the floor, his eyes flitting to his mother, "Where's Phoebe?"

Piper shrugged, glancing around when a tiny sound reached our ears.

"In here! In here!"

My eyebrows hit my hairline as Chris and I glanced down into the genie bottle...only to find Phoebe waving at us from the other end.

I groaned, "Oh, you have got to be kidding me!"