Disclaimer: The Charmed characters do not belong to me. They are the creation of Constance Burge and Aaron spelling. I just borrow them for your enjoyment.
Thanx Adri for the idea…
She paced like a wild animal as she waited for any word at all on her sisters. She looked back and realized how crazy this all was. How had it come to this? She just wanted to make sure they were ok.
She turned quickly at the sound of the door opening. Her heart thumped loudly in her chest as the door opened and she watched as the person made their way towards her. She let out a breath she hadn't even realized she had been holding when she saw who it was.
She had one thing on her mind. Find the person who had hurt her sisters. She would never forget the look on their face as they ran from the house. She had taken off after them knowing that at the house everything was been dealt with. But she had to find them.
She had run straight out of the Manor almost the second she had got there, and ran after the person who was in the Manor. She didn't even stop as she heard her sister call out for her. She knew it was dangerous. They didn't know if it was a mortal or a demon. A demon that might be luring her into a trap.
She leaned back against the wall and ran her mind over everything that had happened.
Phoebe and Piper go into the locker room and open Abbey's locker. Piper pulls out some photos and a book.
Phoebe looks into the locker and spots a small bottle of perfume, "Okay, and that's the kind of perfume Prue wears and the cosmetics that she uses."
Piper flips through the photos. They were all pictures of Prue. At work having lunch with a friend or her and Phoebe. "October 27th, 8:01. Prue leaves the house, gets into car. I love the way she walks so confident, in control."
Phoebe leans over her shoulder, "Enters dry cleaners, smiling, the sun catches her hair. So beautiful." She says with sarcasm. Is this person really all there? She wonders to herself.
Piper, "Pages and pictures... " She is stopped when Phoebe reaches over to turn the next page and touches a photo.
Piper recognizes the site immediately and waits for her sisters' power to cut out. But when she does she sees Phoebes face go pale, "What?"
Phoebe looks at Piper as she grabs her arm. "Abbey, killing Prue at the manor."
Piper ran after Phoebe and left Darryl on the other end of a phone that was left sitting on the counter top.
Piper kept hearing Phoebes words over and over in her mind. Abbey killing Prue. Would they get there in time? Was it something in that split second and in the moment that Phoebe didn't see right? Was this where the end was now? The Charmed Ones were done? She looked over at Phoebe who was fidgeting as she always did when she was at a state of panic.
Piper had tried calling Darryl but he was not in so she left a message for him to go to their Manor as soon as possible that Prue was in trouble. But she didn't say much more. She reached over and took Phoebes hand in hers as they rounded the last corner to Precott Street. She needed to feel some of her baby sisters' strength at that moment. But as soon as the jeep stopped she lost that strength and Phoebe ran up the steps to the Manor.
"Phoebe wait!" Piper called out as she ran after her not knowing what they were getting into.
Piper caught up to Phoebe as they followed the voices in the Manor.
Piper grabbed Phoebe to hang on to her as they started for the kitchen. But just before they entered they heard the shot ring out.
Phoebe ran just in front of her and saw Prue fall. "PRUE!" she ran to her sisters' side as she heard a second shot ring out.
Piper had seen Phoebe take off from her grasp as she saw Prue fall. She held out her hands but it was too late, the bullet struck her hard. The pain raging through her like wild wire. She turned to her sister laying on the floor bleeding and started towards her.
Phoebe spun around in shock as the second bullet rang out and she saw Piper fall. "Piper! NO!" she cried out as she started for her and heard another shot. But only felt the splinters of the wood on her face. But the next shot she felt a icy pain to her side as she fell back a moment before she locked her eyes to their would be assassin
Phoebe looked up as Abbey tried to reload. Phoebe quickly got up, and pushed her pain aside as she lunged for Abbey, tackling her to the ground as her fury raged through her.
Abbey swiftly kicked Phoebe to the side and pushed her off as she scrambled for the back door, making her escape.
She looked at her sister and started to get up as she heard the sirens coming down the street. She knew her sisters would be helped soon, as she ran after Abbey.
The front door was open as the police ran into the Manor. "Call 911 two females mid to late twenties gun shot wounds." One called out as her partner called out. She checked the pulses on both victims and found one strong though the other was weak. And it was that one had her worried the most about.
She applied pressure as she could till her partner returned.
"Apply pressure to the wound till the paramedics arrive. Did you see anyone else around?"
"No one. But I think inspector Morris from homicide knows the occupants."
"And you know this how?"
"Because I'm here. What is going on Sergeant?" Darryl walked into the Manor assessing the situation. He saw two sisters on the floor bleeding and one sister missing.
It had not been that long since he had been brought into their world of magic, but he knew from first glance this had nothing to do with their world but everything to do with his.
He watched as the paramedics worked on each sister but he still hadn't seen any sign of the one missing. He knew that both sisters had gone home when they realized what was going on. But where was she?
"Did you two check the house for the third sister?"
"Third sister?"
"Yes. And she would never go too far, with her two sister's hurt. Look around she might be hurt as well." Darryl ordered as he himself made his way up to the attic. "That's her in the middle." He pointed to a picture that was sitting on the shelf. One he recognized from his years of knowing the sisters.
They had met back not that long after. Darryl could tell that they had come up as empty-handed as he had.
"Inspector Morris?"
Darryl turned and saw the Paramedics getting ready to leave. "Are you coming with us?"
"I'll clear the traffic." Was all Darryl said as he ran right behind the two stretchers towards his car. Leaving the police to clean up the crime scene.
She made her way slowly down the street. She could feel the warmth of the blood on her hand as she held on to where she had been hit. She had seen the back of the ambulances as she rounded onto Prescott Street. And she knew who was in them.
She staggered against the lamppost as she got close to her home. One she knew was empty of the love she always found there. But she had to see Darryl and get him to take her to her sisters. But what she saw instead almost made her heart stop. She quickened her pace as she got closer. This couldn't be happening.
The police were still there and when she started up the walk but she was grabbed quickly from behind and thrown on the ground. She fought to get away but she soon found her hands in handcuffs. The wound to her side was screaming out at her as she lay on the ground.
"Darryl!?" she tried to find her friend but he was no where to be seen, as she was brought up to her feet. "Darryl? Let go of me." She tried to pull away from the officer behind her until his words rang in to her mind and she felt her legs go weak.
"Phoebe Halliwell. You are charged with the attempted murder of Prue and Piper Halliwell."
Phoebe stood there a moment shocked. How could he even think she would? No, there was a mistake she would never. Murder? Of her sisters?
