"How about this one?" Prue Halliwell sighed, holding up another outfit. Her youngest sister shook her head, "Phoebe that's it," she snapped, pushing Phoebe out of her room. "I am going to get ready for work, and that's that," she growled, slamming the door in her face. She pulled on a black tank top with a hip hugging knee length black skirt. She threw on a blue sweater, and after slinging on a pair of heels, she walked down the stairs. Phoebe was downstairs waiting for her, and Prue shook her head, "I told you already Phoebe, I have to go to work,"
"I know..." Phoebe sighed, "just be careful please?" she pleaded. Prue softened her glare, and patted her younger sister's shoulder.
"I will," she said, "look, if it makes you feel better, why don't you come to Bucklands during my lunch hour and I can treat you to lunch," she offered. Phoebe wanted to do that, but she knew that Andy already had plans to come check up on her at lunch.
"Thats ok...I'm going to keep looking through the Book of Shadows for the Warlock I saw," Phoebe said, and that was something she could do besides the housework. Prue seemed more than satisfied with the answer and grabbed her purse.
"Don't worry so much Phoebs," she said, "I'll be a phone call away if you see anything else that may help," she called over her shoulder as she walked out the front door. Phoebe still didn't like that it was so close to her being attacked, and it was freaking her out. She grabbed a hold of the house phone, and started dial Andy's cell phone. "Hey Andy," she said when he picked up, "Prue just left for work,"
"Thanks for calling Phoebe," he said, wondering if she was still going to be acting weird around him. "Phoebe, I got a question for you," he started to inquire, "did I do something to make you mad last night?" he asked, looking to see if Darryl was hanging around. He had been bugging him all morning about Prue and her sisters secret, but he wasn't going to tell him. Phoebe winced; it was really that noticeable wasn't it?
"I'm sorry about that Andy," Phoebe murmured, "its just...I am worried that something is going to happen between you two," she sighed, "I shouldn't have been so mean to you and I apologize,"
"Its ok Phoebe," he assured her. "I have to go Phoebe, but thanks," he said, and they hung up their phones. Hours later it was Prue's lunch break, and she was examining a very old locket. She didn't hear Andy Trudeau knock, or hear him walk in. "Hey Prue..." he called out, making her drop the locket. She was about to unleash a telekinetic blow on whoever got the drop on her, but when she saw that was Andy, she calmed down. She took off her glasses, and rubbed her eyes. "You ok?" he asked, walking over to her.
"Rex needed me to stay overtime for this crap, and I was hoping to getting this done so I didn't have to go home at the crack of dawn," she sighed in irritation. He raised his eyebrows at her, and she suddenly got why he was here. "Are you kidding me?" she groaned, "you are here to keep an eye on me?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips. "You know Andy...I can take care of myself thank you very much," she said, putting her glasses back on. She needed to make sure that there was nothing personal inside the locket that could identify who it belonged to. As she opened it, the locket flew out of her hands and onto the ground. A gust of wind appeared from the locket, and threw Prue and Andy backwards.
A man dressed up in garb from the 1600's appeared next to the locket with a painful roar. Thanks to the deafening wind. He looked at Prue's nameplate, "Only a Warren witch is able to open this locket up and set me free...so the name is Halliwell for you witches now," he said.
"Who...who are you?" Prue stammered.
"Matthew Tate," he said, approaching her. He reached his arms out and she glared at him sending him flying backwards. "Thank you," he murmured, after standing up and straightening his jacket. Andy pulled for his gun, and he got sent flying. "Nifty power...how about you give me the power to freeze?" he said, gripping her shoulders.
"Andy, get out of here," Prue called out as she was slammed against a wall.
"Give me a premonition," he growled.
"I don't know what you are talking about, but-," she squinted at him, expecting to fly him back, but he didn't. The warlock didn't seem phased by this either. He suddenly remembered that Melinda Warren had a premonition near the time that she was burned at the stake; her descendants would get stronger and there would be a possibility that this was the time of the Charmed Ones. Before he could let her go, the Warlock got pulled off Prue. Andy threw a punch hard across the Warlock's jaw; though it didn't seem to phase him at all. The Warlock squinted much like Prue did, and sent Andy flying into a wall.
Before Prue could try to move anything against the Warlock, he jumped out the window. Prue looked down and saw that he had landed gracefully on his feet. She needed to go warn her sisters. The telekinetic witch looked at Andy, and helped him up. "Andy...you need to stay very far away from me ok?" she couldn't handle if he got hurt by whatever Warlock this is.
"Prue, come on," he groaned, rubbing his back lightly. "I'm alright,"
"Andy, he used my power against you," she said softly, "he could do worse against you," Prue breathed. She bent down and picked up the locket and grabbed her purse. Before the telekinetic could walk out of her office, Andy grabbed her arm. "Let go," she demanded, shrugging him off. She couldn't stand it if he got hurt during a supernatural attack. Andy Trudeau had other plans; he wasn't going to be put on the sidelines when things started to go sour. She grabbed her purse, and ran out the door. There was footsteps behind her, and she knew that Andy was following her. "Andy go back to work..."
She managed to hit up the elevator before he caught up with her. She closed her eyes, and let out a deep breath before grabbing her cellphone. She dialed the house number and Phoebe answered with a breezy, "Hello?"
"Phoebe, its Prue," she said, "your premonition came true..."
"What?" Phoebe exclaimed, "I am going to refrain myself from saying I told you so," the youngest Halliwell said, "where's the Warlock?" she questioned, heading towards the Book of Shadows once more.
"I don't know..but you need to call Piper," Prue growled, "he is after our powers, he already grabbed a hold of mine," she sighed, "keep yourself safe Phoebs, and I will be home soon. Get Piper home, and I'll be there in a couple minutes," Prue hung up the phone, and got into her car. There was a cop car, and she saw Andy's partner Darryl Morris. If she got to her car fast enough, she could dodge him before Andy caught up with her. She ran to her car, and unlocked it before driving off. She didn't know what else could be in that locket that she had accidentally unleashed against the world, but she knew that she could stop it from unleashing anything more from the locket.
Quake
Piper Halliwell was busy, but thankfully Martin had finally hired some new employees to help around the restaurant. She looked down at her wristwatch, and sighed. Her shift was almost over, and she just wanted to go home and rest. When her shift was finally over, she grabbed her purse and headed home. Her cellphone started to ring, and she grabbed a hold of it. "Hello?" she answered.
"Piper, you need to get home...now," Phoebe said, "Prue was attacked by a Warlock," the Middle Halliwell let out a groan; she just got off work, and now she had to worry about a Warlock? She hated being a witch, she really hated it.
"Fine...I'll be home in a couple minutes, Piper groused, slamming her phone shut. She sped home, and when she finally got home she saw Andy pulling up. He had better not be here because of police business; that would just make her day the best ever. Oh was she bitter today, "Hey," she said to Andy, stress in her voice apparent. "What are you doing here?" she questioned, as she dug her keys out of her purse.
"Well...was going to see what I can do to help..." he murmured.
"Andy...I know you want to help, but I am not sure how Prue is going to take it," the Middle Halliwell let out a sigh, "you now how she can get, especially when someone she cares for is in danger," she remembered when Phoebe and Prue were in a car accident. The eldest Halliwell had blamed herself for the damage done to her car, and when Phoebe had gotten a concussion; she had been so hard on herself ever since.
Andy just followed her right into the manor, "Prue, Phoebe!" she called out, slamming the door behind Andy. Her two sisters came barreling down the stairs, and when the telekinetic saw her boyfriend there, she glared at him. "What did I tell you?" Piper snapped, smacking his shoulder.
"What are you doing here?" she questioned, "my sisters and I got this under control," she said walking down to meet him at the base of the stairs. She pressed her hand into his back, pushing him towards the front door.
"Prue...I can help," he said to her, shrugging her off. "We can try and track the source of the locket," he said, turning around to face her. His eyes were pleading to let him stay, and she sighed.
"Fine...if things get any worse, you are leaving," Prue said sternly. Phoebe rolled her eyes at her oldest sister's mannerisms, but then it hit her.
"Where's the locket?" she questioned, "maybe we can find it in the Book of Shadows," she thought aloud. Prue pointed to her purse, and when her fingers brushed against it, she gasped. She saw a young blonde woman, pacing around a cell. A door opened up, and the guy that had attacked Prue appeared, "Matthew why?" she questioned, her hand tightening on the locket behind her back.
"Because your kind is evil Melinda Warren.." her eyes narrowed, and Phoebe instantly knew that this man in front of Melinda Warren was indeed fully evil.
"Your deed won't go unpunished," she said holding her chin high.
"And how is that?" he had her powers, there was no way for her to fight him off. She threw the locket down on the ground and instantly opened up unleashing a potion. "What is going on?"
"Outside of time," she chanted angrily, "outside of gain, know only sorry, feel only pain," she growled, and the locket unleashed a whirlwind sucking Matthew Tate into it. It slammed shut, but before she could pick it up, a group of men grabbed onto her. Phoebe let out a breath, and felt her sisters leading her to the couch to sit down.
"I had a premonition..." she murmured after a moment, "but its of something that had already happened,"
"What did you see?" Prue questioned, rubbing her sister's shoulder.
"I saw...saw Melinda Warren...the Warlock's name is Matthew Tate," she said slowly, trying to remember the details, "he ratted her out to the Witch Hunters...but before he could be there to burn her at the stake, she cursed him into this locket...to feel the heartache he had caused her for all eternity,"
"Then how did he come out of the locket?" Piper questioned.
"I opened up the locket...but a curse as strong as Melinda's.." Prue said.
"We are related to her...so that's probably why you could open it up," Phoebe pointed out, "I wish I could have seen the ingredients to make the potion that went with the spell...but I only saw the spell," Andy began to realize at this point, that he wasn't going to be able to help all the time with their magical problems, he had to just be there for them.
"So what are you going to do?" he questioned.
"We..." Phoebe said, standing up, "are going to summon Melinda Warren, and get her to give us the curse,"
Sorry it has taken me so long to update, but I am trying my best to update my fics as soon as possible. But bear with me, because is been rough....I promise to do try and update more often, and don't hesitate to review. Thank you =)