Another "Cousin" Part 1
Charmed Fanfic
Disclaimer: None of the characters which appear on Charmed are mine, but the storyline is.
Phoebe Halliwell stumped into the kitchen groggily. "Is it just me, or does everyone else feel completely pulverized?"
From the look of Prue, her sister, Phoebe wasn't the only one. Prue poured a glass of orange juice and shoved it over. "Curse the stupid warlocks"
"Isn't that what we're trying to do?" their sister, Piper asked as she entered the kitchen.
"Sure is." Phoebe answered. She put a hand on the counter to grab for the orange juice.
Flash! A premonition hit her.
A strange creature, oddly like a warlock with a tail, charged into the kitchen. A young woman hid under the table, cowering. The creature paused looking around. From under the table the young woman seemed to regroup herself. She held her hands palms up, in summoning. Fire gathered in ther palms. She inched out from under the table and turned around, still sitting. She got her feet in front of her, ready to stand up, when the creature gave a roar.
Faster than thought, the girl was in her feet, and her arms snapped straight out, her palms at right angles to her arms, pointing straight at the monster. Columns of flame jumped, roaring, out of the outstretched hands, to cover him in flame. The girl quavered a minute, her strength flickering uncertainly as the monster sank to the floor, burning. The flame had run down to a fine thread, and the girl was pale and trembling by the time the monster was ash. Prue and Piper skidded into the kitchen, staring at the ashes and the girl. She gave them a weak smile, and collapsed on the floor.
Phoebe opened her eyes.
Piper walked over. She looked tired and worried. "What was it?"
"Um, uh," phoebe said, "Uh, there was a girl here, in the kitchen. She was hiding under the table. And this, this thing, this monster came in, and she used fire to vanquish it. Then you came in, and she fainted. It happened in the future, but I can't tell exactly when, or even if its gonna be tomorrow, or in 20 years." She looked at her watch. "And I have to go, or I am going to be late for class." She turned to leave.
"Uh, Phoebe?" Prue called.
Phoebe poked her head back into the kitchen. "Yes?"
Prue struggled to control a smile. "You sort of need to be wearing clothes to go to college."
Phoebe looked down at her rumpled pyjamas. "Oh yeah." She sprinted off.
Prue looked at Piper. "Do you think her premonition was that serious?"
Piper shook her head. We don't know yet. It's too bad they don't have PhoebeVision listed in the TV guide."
"Hey, I heard that." Phoebe called from the other end of the house. "Very funny!" Prue and Piper heard the front door slam.
"So are you off house hunting?" Prue asked.
Piper smiled and looked down. "After lunch. Leo's meeting me at eleven. They don't keep him all that long now that we're married."
Prue looked up. "How do you know when he's coming?"
"He's been leaving notes telling me'" Piper's smile trembled. "At least I know what he's up to."
Prue walked over and put her head on Piper's shoulder. "Hey. It's just for a little while. Leo's Whitelighter friend will take his calls, we'll handle warlocks and whatever else comes, and you two will have two weeks to yourselves. No magic, nothing."
"Yeah, I know. Sometimes its just hard being patient. Piper sighed. "I have to go to the club. While we were off chasing warlocks last night there was a lot of cleaning that went undone. My assistant had a real family emergency and had to go home right after we closed."
"Have fun" Prue said.
"I'll try," Piper left.
Phoebe was grocery shopping. She was between classes and decided to get the shopping done this morning, and take a nap in the afternoon. Chasing warlocks last night left her heavy-eyed this morning.
As she pushed her cart through the aisles, Phoebe pondered her premonition that morning. She didn't think the girl was exactly an innocent in need of protection. It had seemed like a good clean vanquish.
Or maybe she was, Phoebe realized, remembering the girl's failing strength and the way she had collapsed afterward.
Something niggled in the back of Phoebe's mind. She frowned, trying to remember. The girl reminded her of someone, someone she knew. Phoebe gazed out the windows of the store, deep in thought. She watched some guys playing frisbee. As an athletic-looking young man caught a frisbee, it hit her. The girl looked like Leo.
Something about her eyes was like Leo. Leo didn't age unless he wanted to. Recently, on Piper's behalf, he had gained a few lines, but there was still a wariness, a watchfulness that was even in the girl's young and unlined face.
Phoebe shook herself out of her daydream and started to put cans into the cart.
Later, she walked out to Prue's car, her arms full. She had managed to wheedle the car out of Prue by doing the groceries that week.
Struggling with the door handle, she lost her grip and dropped the bag. The paper split and cans went rolling all over.
Phoebe swore and went after them. One of the cans had rolled under the car. She was trying to get it out without getting dirt from the pavement on her jacket, when she saw hand from the other side of the car. "Got it." A male voice said. Phoebe got up and reached around the car to get the can from her rescuer.
It was the cut frisbee player. "Here you go." He said, handing her the can. "After all, no one should ever be separated from their...tomato paste." He said, twisting the can to get look at the label.
"Thanks." Phoebe said, taking the can. She got into the car, impatient to tell her sisters about her discovery.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Piper was just finishing cleaning when Leo orbed in.
"Good morning, Mrs. Wyatt." He said, kissing her.
"Good morning, Mr. Wyatt." She replied, smiling. She hugged him close.
"We'd better go." He said at last. "When are we meeting the realtor?"
"At 12:45."
"Great." He said. "Where to?"
Piper put the glasses on the counter and led the way.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"And this is the guest bedroom." The realtor announced. "And that concludes our tour." She chuckled, obviously thinking she was funny.
Piper was about to move on with Leo and the realtor when something caught her eye. A glimmer of red-gold light was moving around the room. Piper froze the room. The light kept moving. She unfroze Leo from down the hall and dragged him down. They both watched silently as the light spread and grew, finally materializing, slowly, into a young woman, about 18 to 20 years old, and though they didn't know it yet, the girl from Phoebe's vision.
This is just the start! Please review or I won't write any more of these!
Charmed Fanfic
Disclaimer: None of the characters which appear on Charmed are mine, but the storyline is.
Phoebe Halliwell stumped into the kitchen groggily. "Is it just me, or does everyone else feel completely pulverized?"
From the look of Prue, her sister, Phoebe wasn't the only one. Prue poured a glass of orange juice and shoved it over. "Curse the stupid warlocks"
"Isn't that what we're trying to do?" their sister, Piper asked as she entered the kitchen.
"Sure is." Phoebe answered. She put a hand on the counter to grab for the orange juice.
Flash! A premonition hit her.
A strange creature, oddly like a warlock with a tail, charged into the kitchen. A young woman hid under the table, cowering. The creature paused looking around. From under the table the young woman seemed to regroup herself. She held her hands palms up, in summoning. Fire gathered in ther palms. She inched out from under the table and turned around, still sitting. She got her feet in front of her, ready to stand up, when the creature gave a roar.
Faster than thought, the girl was in her feet, and her arms snapped straight out, her palms at right angles to her arms, pointing straight at the monster. Columns of flame jumped, roaring, out of the outstretched hands, to cover him in flame. The girl quavered a minute, her strength flickering uncertainly as the monster sank to the floor, burning. The flame had run down to a fine thread, and the girl was pale and trembling by the time the monster was ash. Prue and Piper skidded into the kitchen, staring at the ashes and the girl. She gave them a weak smile, and collapsed on the floor.
Phoebe opened her eyes.
Piper walked over. She looked tired and worried. "What was it?"
"Um, uh," phoebe said, "Uh, there was a girl here, in the kitchen. She was hiding under the table. And this, this thing, this monster came in, and she used fire to vanquish it. Then you came in, and she fainted. It happened in the future, but I can't tell exactly when, or even if its gonna be tomorrow, or in 20 years." She looked at her watch. "And I have to go, or I am going to be late for class." She turned to leave.
"Uh, Phoebe?" Prue called.
Phoebe poked her head back into the kitchen. "Yes?"
Prue struggled to control a smile. "You sort of need to be wearing clothes to go to college."
Phoebe looked down at her rumpled pyjamas. "Oh yeah." She sprinted off.
Prue looked at Piper. "Do you think her premonition was that serious?"
Piper shook her head. We don't know yet. It's too bad they don't have PhoebeVision listed in the TV guide."
"Hey, I heard that." Phoebe called from the other end of the house. "Very funny!" Prue and Piper heard the front door slam.
"So are you off house hunting?" Prue asked.
Piper smiled and looked down. "After lunch. Leo's meeting me at eleven. They don't keep him all that long now that we're married."
Prue looked up. "How do you know when he's coming?"
"He's been leaving notes telling me'" Piper's smile trembled. "At least I know what he's up to."
Prue walked over and put her head on Piper's shoulder. "Hey. It's just for a little while. Leo's Whitelighter friend will take his calls, we'll handle warlocks and whatever else comes, and you two will have two weeks to yourselves. No magic, nothing."
"Yeah, I know. Sometimes its just hard being patient. Piper sighed. "I have to go to the club. While we were off chasing warlocks last night there was a lot of cleaning that went undone. My assistant had a real family emergency and had to go home right after we closed."
"Have fun" Prue said.
"I'll try," Piper left.
Phoebe was grocery shopping. She was between classes and decided to get the shopping done this morning, and take a nap in the afternoon. Chasing warlocks last night left her heavy-eyed this morning.
As she pushed her cart through the aisles, Phoebe pondered her premonition that morning. She didn't think the girl was exactly an innocent in need of protection. It had seemed like a good clean vanquish.
Or maybe she was, Phoebe realized, remembering the girl's failing strength and the way she had collapsed afterward.
Something niggled in the back of Phoebe's mind. She frowned, trying to remember. The girl reminded her of someone, someone she knew. Phoebe gazed out the windows of the store, deep in thought. She watched some guys playing frisbee. As an athletic-looking young man caught a frisbee, it hit her. The girl looked like Leo.
Something about her eyes was like Leo. Leo didn't age unless he wanted to. Recently, on Piper's behalf, he had gained a few lines, but there was still a wariness, a watchfulness that was even in the girl's young and unlined face.
Phoebe shook herself out of her daydream and started to put cans into the cart.
Later, she walked out to Prue's car, her arms full. She had managed to wheedle the car out of Prue by doing the groceries that week.
Struggling with the door handle, she lost her grip and dropped the bag. The paper split and cans went rolling all over.
Phoebe swore and went after them. One of the cans had rolled under the car. She was trying to get it out without getting dirt from the pavement on her jacket, when she saw hand from the other side of the car. "Got it." A male voice said. Phoebe got up and reached around the car to get the can from her rescuer.
It was the cut frisbee player. "Here you go." He said, handing her the can. "After all, no one should ever be separated from their...tomato paste." He said, twisting the can to get look at the label.
"Thanks." Phoebe said, taking the can. She got into the car, impatient to tell her sisters about her discovery.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Piper was just finishing cleaning when Leo orbed in.
"Good morning, Mrs. Wyatt." He said, kissing her.
"Good morning, Mr. Wyatt." She replied, smiling. She hugged him close.
"We'd better go." He said at last. "When are we meeting the realtor?"
"At 12:45."
"Great." He said. "Where to?"
Piper put the glasses on the counter and led the way.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"And this is the guest bedroom." The realtor announced. "And that concludes our tour." She chuckled, obviously thinking she was funny.
Piper was about to move on with Leo and the realtor when something caught her eye. A glimmer of red-gold light was moving around the room. Piper froze the room. The light kept moving. She unfroze Leo from down the hall and dragged him down. They both watched silently as the light spread and grew, finally materializing, slowly, into a young woman, about 18 to 20 years old, and though they didn't know it yet, the girl from Phoebe's vision.
This is just the start! Please review or I won't write any more of these!