Raid
Disclaimer: If you've heard of them I don't own them.
Part One
Piper was standing behind the bar at P3, glancing over at Phoebe and Paige but not really listening to what her sisters were saying. It was her first night back at P3 since Wyatt had been born and the night had been drifting along at a snail's pace.
Phoebe and Paige were joking around on the other side of the bar. Both were dressed-to-kill with Phoebe in her black leather trousers and skintight red top while Paige was in her little black number. Piper allowed herself a small smile, while Natalie Imbruglia had been on stage performing both had them had been on the dance floor with a couple of different men. Paige having achieved some success for her night's work, she had disappeared into the corner of the club for around an hour and returned with a phone number. Piper shook her head as she smiled, so much for the two of them coming to support her on her first night back.
After Natalie Imbruglia had finished her set around two hours ago and most of the customers had left, Paige having returned to her two older sisters had produced a red A5 side book out of her bag. The two younger sisters had been laughing over it for the last half an hour.
Paige pointed at a passage from the book. Phoebe glanced over her younger sister's shoulder and giggled.
Piper looked up from her watch, "What are you two laughing about?"
"We stole Leo's Whitelighter handbook," Phoebe told her older sister as she flicked through a couple more pages. "And you wouldn't believe some of the stuff in here. 'A Whitelighter must on any incident of indecision report to the Elders.'"
"That's not as bad as the one about unnecessary orbing." Paige laughed as her eyes scanned further down the page. "Or look this one about relationships, 'A Whitelighter must stay professional and unattached at all times.'"
Phoebe smiled as she playfully punched her younger sister's arm, "Yeah, but that means you're screwed on the boyfriend situation. Unattached, no boyfriend, and you my little sister are part Whitelighter!"
"Oh, no, no, I'm more witch. And who says I want a full on boyfriend anyway, I'm only 25!" Paige exclaimed as she shot Phoebe a devilish grin. "Besides we don't worry about those messy little Whitelighter rules, do we Piper? Piper?"
Piper had drifted back to looking at her watch, day dreaming about being home with her husband and infant son and occasionally looking up to count the people that where still in the club. She blinked, looked up and shook her head on hearing her name. "What?"
"Go home, me and Paige can lock up."
"Yeah, Piper, there's like 50 people here. We'll be home in an hour max."
"But I can't!" Piper started to protest.
"Why can't you?" Phoebe asked. "I mean we're perfectly able to look after the club and we all know that you really want to be at home with Leo and Wyatt."
"I know and it's not that I think you can't manage but…"
"Go!" The two younger sister's told Piper in unison.
"Okay, thank you guys," Piper said grabbing her coat and car keys. "Wait how will you two get home?"
Paige hoisted herself over the bar, while holding down her black dress in a pitiful attempt not to expose her underwear and to stop Phoebe laughing at her actions. "I'll break rule 1638 on unnecessary orbing."
"Okay, I'll see you two later then and thank you," Piper said, kissing both of her younger sister's on their foreheads before heading for the door. She turned as she reached the stairs. "Call me at home if you need anything."
"Go!"
Phoebe watched her older sister leave while Paige went and grabbed two bottles of water. As Paige unscrewed the tops of the bottles, Phoebe went back to looking through the blue book that was as thick as her dictionary.
The two sisters slipped back into the jokes over the Whitelighter manual, which Phoebe read out loud while Paige served the odd customer that was occasionally walking up to the bar. Phoebe smiled; she couldn't believe it had taken her five years before she had decided to 'borrow' Leo's guidebook.
Paige glanced over at the doorway and saw the last of the support band leaving. She grabbed their coats from under the bar as she looked at her watch. "It's ten to three."
"Great, ten minutes and then back home to crash."
"Crash? I'm still buzzing from earlier. Do you think it's too late to call that guy and meet up with him?"
"Yeah it's too late and too needy."
"I guess you right." Paige sighed. "I guess I'll just have to find something else to do. Are you up for another club?"
Phoebe smiled at her younger sister. "No, you're so much better than me at this all nighter lark than me."
"I know, you can bow to me…" Paige started to brag to her sister, but her words drying up on hearing booming footsteps on the stairway.
Both Phoebe and Paige's eyes shot to the stairway, to see ten people all wearing black running down the stairs. Each of these people, Phoebe quickly noticed were waving guns. Her eyes widened as she heard one of the guns being fired and stretched out to reach her younger sister's hand dropping the Whitelighter guidebook. Paige's body tensed up as she knocked the blue book into her bag and closed it.
Another gun fired, and the small crowd left in P3 all sunk to the floor.
"If everyone does what I say, there in no reason why people will get hurt." A voice yelled in between a series of gunfire.
Disclaimer: If you've heard of them I don't own them.
Part One
Piper was standing behind the bar at P3, glancing over at Phoebe and Paige but not really listening to what her sisters were saying. It was her first night back at P3 since Wyatt had been born and the night had been drifting along at a snail's pace.
Phoebe and Paige were joking around on the other side of the bar. Both were dressed-to-kill with Phoebe in her black leather trousers and skintight red top while Paige was in her little black number. Piper allowed herself a small smile, while Natalie Imbruglia had been on stage performing both had them had been on the dance floor with a couple of different men. Paige having achieved some success for her night's work, she had disappeared into the corner of the club for around an hour and returned with a phone number. Piper shook her head as she smiled, so much for the two of them coming to support her on her first night back.
After Natalie Imbruglia had finished her set around two hours ago and most of the customers had left, Paige having returned to her two older sisters had produced a red A5 side book out of her bag. The two younger sisters had been laughing over it for the last half an hour.
Paige pointed at a passage from the book. Phoebe glanced over her younger sister's shoulder and giggled.
Piper looked up from her watch, "What are you two laughing about?"
"We stole Leo's Whitelighter handbook," Phoebe told her older sister as she flicked through a couple more pages. "And you wouldn't believe some of the stuff in here. 'A Whitelighter must on any incident of indecision report to the Elders.'"
"That's not as bad as the one about unnecessary orbing." Paige laughed as her eyes scanned further down the page. "Or look this one about relationships, 'A Whitelighter must stay professional and unattached at all times.'"
Phoebe smiled as she playfully punched her younger sister's arm, "Yeah, but that means you're screwed on the boyfriend situation. Unattached, no boyfriend, and you my little sister are part Whitelighter!"
"Oh, no, no, I'm more witch. And who says I want a full on boyfriend anyway, I'm only 25!" Paige exclaimed as she shot Phoebe a devilish grin. "Besides we don't worry about those messy little Whitelighter rules, do we Piper? Piper?"
Piper had drifted back to looking at her watch, day dreaming about being home with her husband and infant son and occasionally looking up to count the people that where still in the club. She blinked, looked up and shook her head on hearing her name. "What?"
"Go home, me and Paige can lock up."
"Yeah, Piper, there's like 50 people here. We'll be home in an hour max."
"But I can't!" Piper started to protest.
"Why can't you?" Phoebe asked. "I mean we're perfectly able to look after the club and we all know that you really want to be at home with Leo and Wyatt."
"I know and it's not that I think you can't manage but…"
"Go!" The two younger sister's told Piper in unison.
"Okay, thank you guys," Piper said grabbing her coat and car keys. "Wait how will you two get home?"
Paige hoisted herself over the bar, while holding down her black dress in a pitiful attempt not to expose her underwear and to stop Phoebe laughing at her actions. "I'll break rule 1638 on unnecessary orbing."
"Okay, I'll see you two later then and thank you," Piper said, kissing both of her younger sister's on their foreheads before heading for the door. She turned as she reached the stairs. "Call me at home if you need anything."
"Go!"
Phoebe watched her older sister leave while Paige went and grabbed two bottles of water. As Paige unscrewed the tops of the bottles, Phoebe went back to looking through the blue book that was as thick as her dictionary.
The two sisters slipped back into the jokes over the Whitelighter manual, which Phoebe read out loud while Paige served the odd customer that was occasionally walking up to the bar. Phoebe smiled; she couldn't believe it had taken her five years before she had decided to 'borrow' Leo's guidebook.
Paige glanced over at the doorway and saw the last of the support band leaving. She grabbed their coats from under the bar as she looked at her watch. "It's ten to three."
"Great, ten minutes and then back home to crash."
"Crash? I'm still buzzing from earlier. Do you think it's too late to call that guy and meet up with him?"
"Yeah it's too late and too needy."
"I guess you right." Paige sighed. "I guess I'll just have to find something else to do. Are you up for another club?"
Phoebe smiled at her younger sister. "No, you're so much better than me at this all nighter lark than me."
"I know, you can bow to me…" Paige started to brag to her sister, but her words drying up on hearing booming footsteps on the stairway.
Both Phoebe and Paige's eyes shot to the stairway, to see ten people all wearing black running down the stairs. Each of these people, Phoebe quickly noticed were waving guns. Her eyes widened as she heard one of the guns being fired and stretched out to reach her younger sister's hand dropping the Whitelighter guidebook. Paige's body tensed up as she knocked the blue book into her bag and closed it.
Another gun fired, and the small crowd left in P3 all sunk to the floor.
"If everyone does what I say, there in no reason why people will get hurt." A voice yelled in between a series of gunfire.