Piper immediately bellows for the Dolt, who orbs into the attic with Cole. The Dolt darts to apply the tingly touch to Raige's sucking chest wound as Cole gets a little verklempt.

Casa Del Bury This Subplot Beneath The "West Andes" With The Goddamn Grimoire Already. Romanot flares in and exchanges words with Barbas, who insists upon pursuing his plan of vengeance. Sniping. Yelling. Flaming Ball Of Death. Barbas vanquishes the hapless lookalike and sneers.

Manor attic. Piper distills a bit of the Demon Be Gone into a vial as Raige awakens on the carpet. Phoebe immediately envelops Raige in a bear hug, and Alyssa immediately reverts to her standard irritating babytalk by simpering her way through a sticky barrage of "I'm sorrys." The Ps plus the Dolt ensure that Cole's willing to reabsorb his Wicked Waste Land Mojo when Barbas returns. He is, but he'd like them all to remember that he's doing it for them. Martyr. Barbas smears into the middle of the room and sends a blast wave throughout the attic that knocks its occupants onto their respective asses. The vial of Demon Be Gone drops from Piper's hand to shatter on the floorboards. Raige has been flipped across the room away from the couples, and Barbas quickly isolates her from them by trapping the couples behind separate shimmering force fields. Phoebe and Piper instruct Raige to orb the puddle of Demon Be Gone into Barbas, just as The Late Lamented did once way back in "Blind Sided." After a slurred taunt or two from the Demon Of The Week, Raige pastes the puddle onto his face with her orbing telekinesis. Barbas collapses onto the floor, the shimmering force fields evaporate, and the crappy black CGI cloud emerges from Barbas's chest to dive into Cole's. Cole rays out a bit and snickers, looking for the life of him like he just blew an enormous bong hit. Cole hurls a Flaming Ball Of Death into The Demon Of Fear, and the camera cuts to an overhead shot as Barbas raises his arms, wails, and explodes upwards in a great tongue of fire. Jesus Christ, I hope the bastard's gone for good this time. Cole gazes at the others in the attic for a moment, then glumly smears away.