Unfortunately, the dragon's last flaming loogie had already been unleashed. The force of that blast sends Piper sliding backwards down the asphalt on her ass. She presently ends up at Raige's feet. "I'm okay!" she insists, still cringing a bit. She quickly collects herself and rises to natter cooing congratulations at Tiny Gay Chris. Speaking of nattering, Phoebe blithers something stupid about "the mother-child bond." Stow it, you dippy, focus-grabbing shrew. Raige lets her eyes wander about the ruined neighborhood, and wonders how they're going to clean up the mess. Cue Harvey and Jean, who mottle in off to the side. "Actually," Harvey announces, "you won't." Harve wiggles his fingers to mojo Tiny Chris into Jean's arms. "No!" Raige yells, snatching at Piper and Phoebe's hands. The Ps plus Tiny Chris vanish upwards. Harvey and Jean roll their eyes at each other.

Manor hall. Raige orbs in at the foot of the stairs alongside Phoebe and Piper, with Tiny Gay Chris perched on his mother's hip. "We don't have much time!" Raige blurts. "They're gonna follow us." "How are we supposed to stop them?" Phoebe babbles uselessly. "Well, we have to think of something," Piper asserts. "We can't just let them take [Tiny Chris]!" Down the hall a bit, a mottled white light dances across the floorboards. The camera pulls in close to Raige as she steps forward to gasp, "Incoming!" Harvey and Jean materialize on the carpet. "I will not lose him!" Piper growls, twisting her torso to shield Tiny Gay Chris from the boys in white. Harve wiggles his fingers, and Tiny Gay Chris flares out of Piper's arms into Jean's. Harve wiggles his fingers again, and the Glamorous Ladies' feet fly backwards beneath them, tossing them as one face-first to the floor. The force of the impact sends them sliding backwards on their stomachs into the dining room. "Don't worry," Harve breathes. "You won't remember any of this, anyway." He wiggles his fingers one last time. Over on the sun porch, the playpen and carousel vanish, replaced by the ottoman and lamp, while up in the Bridal Boudoir, Tiny Gay Chris disappears from a framed family photo. Back down in the main hall, Harvey, Jean, and Tiny Chris vanish in a shimmering twinkle of Beam-Me-Up points of light. Piper, Raige, and Phoebe slowly push themselves onto their knees. "Do you remember?" Raige asks, unsure of herself. "Absolutely everything," Phoebe confirms. Raige guesses, "The spell must have worked." The camera tightens in on Piper's agitated face as she insists, "But not for [Chris]. He's gone." And so, too, is she, as we scamper off into the final commercial break.