The Power of Four (OC Sister): Season 4

Phoebe, Pacey, and Piper grieve over Prue's death and struggle with the demise of the Power of Four until they discover the existence of half-sister Paige, a Whitelighter.

Charmed Again: Part One

Section One:

Pacey came back upstairs after making tea because she couldn't sleep. She hasn't been able to sleep since Prue died actually. Probably like her other sisters. Everything that happened was drilled painfully into her head. From being exposed and Piper being shot and dying in that hospital to Shaks killing Prue. She couldn't seem to un see it.

Passing by Pipers room she noticed her older sister wasn't in there and her bed was untouched, frowning she peaked into Phoebe's room and noted she was sadly flipping through old photo albums, "Pheebs?"

Her eyes lifted and she closed the book quickly, "Yeah sweetie?"

"Pipers not in her room." She sighed and put the cup of tea on her night stand as she gave her a pointed look

Nodding the two of them made their way up to the attic where sure enough piper sat with candles and herbs surrounding her. Phoebe frowned, "Piper?"

Her head lifted hopefully, "Prue?" she looked at the candle in disappointment when Phoebe and Pacey walked in

Phoebe sighed sadly, both hers and Pacey's faces were tear stained like Pipers and their hearts broke even more at seeing Piper broken, "Sweetie, it 4 o'clock in the morning. What are you doing?" Piper didn't answer she just blankly stared at the Book of Shadows

Pacey sighed when she noticed her hand bleeding and grabbed a cloth to wrap the wound, "Pipes, you're bleeding."

"I don't understand why magic can't fix this." She whimpered, "And why we can't bring Prue back. It's not like we haven't cheated death before. I don't understand why this time isn't any different."

Phoebe started closing the bottles of ingredients around her, "Because… Leo can't heal the dead, Piper. You know that."

"There's other magic, magic that we've used before." She flipped through the book fighting back the tears, "Scrying, calling a lost witch, reversing time." Slamming the book shut she got up, "It's like the book just deserted us and deserted Prue, and I don't understand why."

"We lost our sister. How can we ever understand that?" Phoebe sniffled, looking at her and Pacey in pain as well, "We've tried every magical way to bring her back… but we can't. She's gone." All of their eyes well up as they faced the harsh reality of losing Prue and Phoebe sniffled again, "I just - I thank God that I didn't lose the both of you too." She leaned in and gave them both a big hug before separating

Pacey took a breath and looked down, she didn't like showing this much emotion even to her sisters but it as hard to act strong when you lose someone so close to you, "Okay… well let's just try to get some type of rest. Prue will never forgive us if we look bad at her funeral."

The two other Halliwells can't help but smile at that through the tears before shuffling out, hand in hand.

The next day the parlor in the manor was nearly ready of the wake. Baskets of flowers lined the tables as Phoebe walked around watering them as well as fiddling them in her black floral dress. Victor, their father, sat on a chair in the living room staring vacantly at the floor bearing the kind of grief only parents would know if they lost a child. Phoebe came over to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek, trying to stay strong. Pacey regarded them sadly and tears dropped from her eyes. Taking a deep breath she turned and walked away but found herself staring at the partially repaired, unpainted wall where Prue died, yet again replaying the day she died.

Leo stepped out with another familiar face and Pacey rose a brow, Cole nodded at her, "Well, hello stranger."

"Hi." She nodded sadly but didn't really like to participate in the small talk, at least not today

She didn't dislike Cole but with everything going on she didn't want to deal with any kind of demon. Reformed or not. He cleared his throat, "Are you uh doing-"

"Fine." Before he could finish Pacey wiped her face and turned, "Pheebs, you got a visitor."

Her sister turned from the other room and her entire face lit up at seeing her love, "Cole!" she ran to him and embraced him in a big hug before releasing him, "I was afraid you weren't going to make it to the funeral."

"Well, I - I can't make it…" He looked down at her, "Or, shouldn't anyway. The Source has got every demonic bounty hunter out there looking for me."

Disappointment filled Phoebe's eyes, and she centered him with an eye, "Yeah. So what else is new?"

"This is different. Saving you makes it different, makes me a traitor, and he's not going to stop until he finds me and I don't want that happening at Prue's funeral."

Phoebe crossed her arms but motioned to Pacey who was eyeing them, "So, we'll protect you. The three of us."

"You can't protect me."

"Why not?" She scoffed, "We're still witches, aren't we?"

He looked at her pointedly, "Yeah, but you're not the Charmed Ones anymore."

Leo nodded stepping in, "He's right, Phoebe. Without the Power of Four-"

Phoebe raised her hand cutting the whitelighter off and glared at Cole, "I don't understand. Isn't it harder to track a demon in a cemetery, Cole?"

A knock at the door sounded and Pacey motioned, trying to get away from the two of them bickering, "I'll get that. Carry on." Opening the door she was greeted with Daryl who gave her a small smile

"Hey, Pace." Once he came in he gave her a hug, "How are you?"

"Dealing." She rose a brow then motioned with her head, "Come on. The rest of the gangs inside."

Her dad got up from his seat and joined everyone, putting a comforting arm around Pacey. Everyone nodded hellos to Daryll who gave the same smile to Phoebe he gave to Pacey, "Hey, how are you holdin' up?"

"Okay." She nodded giving him a hug and slowly stepping away, "It's sweet of you to stop by."

"Had to. Besides, I thought you three should know," He looked from Phoebe to Pacey, "They're assigning Prue's case to another inspector."

Leo eyed him, "What case?"

"What case? Are you kidding?" Daryl looked at him pointedly, "Prue and a prominent doctor were killed here, Leo. Made a lot of press. People want answers. Important people."

"So, what's this guy gonna find? That it was a demonic hitman?" Cole asked as he walked over to stand in front of the cop, "Gimme a break."

"He might. Look, you don't know him like I do. He'll keep looking until he finds something," He looked at the girls, "Believe me."

Cole shrugged, "I'm not worried."

"Well, I am." Leo interjected, "I saw what happened when they were exposed as witches. Time may have reversed itself, but it still cost Prue her life."

Pacey took a breath and turned to go to the kitchen, away from everyone. She couldn't talk about this. Not anymore. Not now when they were minutes away from burying their sister. She didn't care about being exposed or whatever inspector the cops sent pover. Her big sister was dead.

Victor also angered, at the conversation happening and how it affected Pacey, "Would you people mind?" He yelled, glaring, "For God's sake, we're burying my daughter today. Can't this wait?"

Phoebe also eyed them like they should know better before going over to hug her father who was struggling to keep it together. Victor hugged her before continuing his glare to the men, "Now if you'll excuse me. I'm going to go check on Pacey."