Two-Thirds

Piper sat defeated on the dirty floor of the attic. The attic had been collecting dust got a while now, since no one had reason to enter.

"You stupid book! Come back here!" Piper pleaded as she crawled towards it only for it to flee like oil from water.

It had been months, months that the triquetra on the book had been broken and no one knew the cause, especially since the sisters were closer now than ever, it made no sense.

When the sisters first realized something had gone wrong with the book, they assumed it was a demon plotting their demise as usual but too much time had gone by with nothing occurring and it seemed nothing was brewing in the underworld.

No upper level demons had been attacking the house, just the runts of the underworld wanting to prove their value by plotting to defeat them, as usual.

The broken triquetra had set a reign of paranoia down on the house. Each sister wondered what could they have done to forge a rift with another.

The kindness between the sisters was growing false, as if they were putting on a show for an invisible audience. In fact, Prue and Phoebe hadn't argued since the book started avoiding them.

Piper was growing sick of it, they were finally finding solidarity only to be split by the stupid broken book.

It had to be a sick game, there was no other excuse. Why else would they unknown tormentor who was powerful enough to tamper with the book be wasting all of this time that the sisters were vulnerable?

"What more could you want?!" Piper yelled whilst looking up to the ceiling.

"What if it's a test? What if we've become too reliant on the book?"

Piper looked over at her sister who had just entered the attic and ignored the book scooting away.

"Prue, I doubt even the elders could tamper with the book that much. The book is ours and has been sealed with the magic in our blood forever. We are supposed to use it! It's not like we have been using it for personal gain, even Phoebe has matured past that foolishness."

Prue wanted to poke holes in Piper's response and find a way to console her younger sister but she couldn't, she knew Piper was right.

"The triquetra, it's broken in an odd way and I'm tired of ignoring it. None of us wants to admit we are the one or two who broke the bond. One of us is holding all three of us together, but who is it? Maybe if we figure it out, it'll help us fix it."

Piper furrowed her eyebrows. The whole thing was ridiculous, she held no resentment towards either of her sisters. She often felt she was the glue, she had managed to keep the oldest from killing the youngest all along.

"It just doesn't add up Prue. You and Phoebe practically hated each other when she first moved in, and that's when we got out powers and the triquetra didn't break for the first time until we were being tampered with by that demon that feed on rage. So unless you and Phoebe have managed to become worse than that, this makes zero sense."

Prue nodded slowly agreeing with her sister. Maybe someone was behind this, but who would wait this long to attack while they were vulnerable. Why were they bidding their time time?

Her test theory still rang loud in the back of her head, but she decided to be careful in case she was actually incorrect.

She looked down at her younger sister and extended her hand out.

"We will get through this, we always do."

Piper accepted Prue's assistance and got up with her help.

"Do you want something to eat?" Piper asked following Prue downstairs.

Prue wasn't the slightest bit hungry but she knew cooking was something that her sister enjoyed to do and she hoped it would help her alleviate stress.

"I'm famished. Why? Did you want to go grab a bite to eat somewhere?" She joked as she made her way to the kitchen.

"Please, you know my cooking skills are unmatched."

Piper went into the kitchen and got lost in her recipe books and ingredients whilst Prue watched from a distance with a smile on her face.

"Knock knock!"

Phoebe walked into the kitchen with a blissful expression on her face.

"It's been a while Piper, what are you making?"

"A nice lunch for us, we deserve it. We are going to eat and then we are going to talk about that damn book."

Piper started plating the brunch like meal she whipped up, only to be interrupted by Prue who started assisting her.

After a couple of minutes, the kitchen was tidied up and the food was on the table.

"Well I think better on a full stomach."

Phoebe sat at the end of the table while Prue and Piper sat next to each other.

The sisters ate in silence only speaking compliments to Piper in between bites.

"That was delicious Piper." Prue gleamed.

She had no regrets eating at all once she got started.

"Okay, to the book." Piper pointed up stairs dramatically and headed to the stairs only to stop and turn to see her sisters still sitting down lazily.

"I don't care if you're full, you've fought demons on thanksgiving, you can haul your asses upstairs to talk about the book."

Her older and younger sister groaned and got up reluctantly to follow her upstairs.

When they all entered the room they were surprised to see the book had made its way to the furthest corner in the room.

"Sensitive damn book." Piper muttered under her breath.

"We are close! We are the closest we've been in years! Damn stupid book."

Piper raised her arms as if she was about to blow the book up. Prue quickly grabbed Piper's hand and rubbed her thumb across her knuckles in an attempt to soothe her.

"Piper I know you're stressed, we all are but we've got to take a productive approach ok-"

"You guys, look at the book!" Phoebe was relieved to see two parts of the triquetra were glowing and groaned when it stopped before either of her sisters could see.

"Phebs, I know you're trying to lighten the mood but now is not a good time to joke about the book," Prue patronized causing Phoebe to cross her arms.

"Prue, do you really think I think now is a time for joking? Just because I'm not trying to blow the book up doesn't mean I'm not fed up with this situation either. I embraced the book before either of you, especially you."

The oldest sister squinted at her sister causing her to stumble backwards a bit.

"Are you serious? I'll kick your behind with out powers sister."

Piper squeezed Prue's hand drawing her attention to her.

"That wasn't nice."

Prue was about to respond but was cut off by a glowing light emitting from the book. The two parted pieces of the triquetra were glowing.

"Looks like you two are the ones with the problem." Phoebe sassed.

"What?! No.. That's impossible. Prue and I have always been close. It has to be you and Prue." Piper exclaimed.

Phoebe and Prue weren't even insulted by Piper's exclamation, they knew her response wasn't unfounded and it made the most sense.

"We'll the book only reacted while you two were interacting. I guess I'm the glue here. I'm half way tempted to lock you two in here to fix your problems."

Piper and Prue were silent as they wondered what underlying problem they could have buried deep down but there was nothing.

They were yin and yang, they were different but they managed each other in a sense and kept everything balanced in the manor.

"As much as I'd like to disagree with Phoebe, this is our only lead in months. We are going to have to work whatever this is out."

Prue felt defeated. What could she have done to Piper to break the triquetra?

Pheobe thought it would be best to let her sisters deal with the situation on her own, she wasn't much of a mediator anyway.