Future Raige picks up the narration, even though we rather confusingly see Present-Day Raige for a moment penning her thoughts in the Book of Shadows as her voice-over begins. "As for me?" she asks rhetorically. "Life without demons opened up similar avenues." We fade over to Darling Henry frog-marching a perp through Trudeau Memorial, formerly Andy's House Of Beef, formerly The Loneliest Precinct House In The World, as Future Raige notes, "Henry, of course, continued to look after his parolees, even if they didn't want to be looked after, while still making time to help me with Little Henry and the twins." By this point, the camera's cut over to Raige, sporting a pair of dork-chic tortoise-shell eyeglasses, grinning in front of the precinct's filing cabinets with a trio of incredibly dork-tastic children. The overwhelming dorkaliciousness of the entire Matthews-Mitchell family makes oddly compelling sense. Darling Henry scoops all three of his dorkitudinal children up into his arms at the same time -- which seriously makes me want to propose marriage in Massachusetts to Ivan Sergei -- as Raige finishes, "[This] allowed me time to finally embrace my inner Whitelighter, and to help the next generation of witches to come into their own." We've found ourselves in a dank and forbidding alleyway, where a Darklighter's just squeezed the trigger on his crossbow. As the arrow zips towards Raige, she deploys her orbing telekinesis to redirect the thing back into the Darklighter's chest, and Darklighter go boom. Raige helps a nearby paisley-patterned granny-blouse victim to her feet.
Episode Report CardDemian: B- | 1470 USERS: B-
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