by J. B. Tilton email: K+
Disclaimer: "Charmed" and all related characters and events are the property of the WB television network, except for those characters specifically created for this story. This is a work of fan fiction and no infringement of copyright is intended.
(Authors note: This story takes place between season 5 episodes "Nymphs Just Want To Have Fun" and "Sense & Sense Ability".)
Can the Charmed Ones triumph over the ultimate adversary?
ONE
"Hey, Paige," Phoebe said as her sister came into the kitchen, "how's it going this morning?"
"Fine, why?" asked Paige, pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"Oh, just that after that whole Nymph thing I didn't know how well you were adjusting to being a witch again, that's all," replied Phoebe.
"Oh, that," Paige said. "I'm completely over that. It was kind of fun, I guess. But I don't think I was cut out to frolic around in the woods all the time just dancing and singing. I would think that would get kind of boring after a while."
"Not if you're a nymph," Phoebe said.
"Let's not go there again," Piper said, coming into the kitchen.
"How's my nephew?" Paige asked.
"Doing fine," Piper said. "He's fast asleep in his crib. After that incident with the Crone I don't think we'll have to worry too much about anyone coming after him for a while. I just wonder how binding those laws are she mentioned. It seems to me that demons wouldn't care about things like laws."
"She seemed to think it would do some good," Phoebe said. "Maybe they have some kind of demonic enforcers who make sure they obey the demonic laws. I Wonder what kind of laws they have, anyway."
"Probably things like no helping the good guys unless it's for an evil purpose," Paige said.
"Well, whatever laws they have," Piper said, "the Crone better keep her word. If she doesn't, I may just have to pay her another visit and blow her back to the underworld. Or wherever she comes from. I don't like demons coming after my baby."
"Not to worry," Paige said, "you have Auntie Paige and Auntie Phoebe to help in that area."
"That should be Auntie Phoebe and Auntie Paige," Phoebe corrected, smiling. "I am the older one, remember?"
"Well, that's what those crows feet around your eyes tell us," smirked Paige.
"Crows feet?" Phoebe questioned, picking up a spoon and looking at herself in it. "What crows feet?"
"Stop it you two," laughed Piper. "Wyatt is safe, the underworld knows not to mess with him or they have to deal with me, and there are no demons attacking for a change. Let's just enjoy the peace and quiet while we can."
"I'm assuming that means you won't be happy to see me," said a man who simply walked through the kitchen wall.
He stood in the kitchen simply smiling at the three sisters.