Meet Sean
Prue pulled up outside the manor, scolding herself with the stupidity of needing to come home because of forgetting some papers. Though, Prue did find it to be quite a nice excuse to check on Phoebe.
A loud scream suddenly filled her ears. Phoebe! She thought as she ran into the manor. Running into the kitchen she found no one there. Lounge? No one. Sunroom? Empty. Another shrill scream filled her ears and she flew up the stairs as fast as her legs would allow.
The bathroom. She kicked open the door to find a man with blood red eyes leaning over her screaming baby sister. He was holding a sharp, broken glass bottle just above her head.
Her power reacted faster than she could analyse the situation. Her anger had reached a whole new level just in that moment. She had never felt so much hate for one person before. A loud crushing noise indicated that the man had made serious impact with the wall. Looking over at the slumped body, she checked that it wasn't moving. Upon confirming her thoughts, she ran to her baby sister. The site of her made Prue scared, very scared. She was shaking uncontrollably and had something around her mouth which looked familiarly like vomit. Phoebe was muttering incoherently rocking herself forwards and backwards with her knees protecting her stomach.
"Pheebs." Prue said, reaching over to her frightened sister.
Phoebe reacted badly to her sister's touch. Pulling back sharply she hit her elbow off the bathtub. She began whimpering. Prue's heart broke as she saw her sister. This was so far from the happy outgoing sister she once knew, and loved.
"Baby, shh. Honey it's me, it's Prue." Prue tried again. She reached over and gently touched Phoebe's hair, brushing it slowly behind her ears. Phoebe didn't move this time. Prue took that as an affirmative for continuing. She grabbed a cloth from by the sink and wet it with one hand. She carefully brought it up to her sister's face and gently washed it as she looked into her sister's frightened eyes. They seemed almost an endless black tunnel. Prue tore her own eyes away from her sister's and reached for a glass off the side. She told her sister to rinse and spit and Phoebe did so, very slowly.
"Come on honey, let's get you into your room." Prue said, trying to lift her sister.
"Sean." It was the first thing Phoebe had said since Prue had got back.
"Is that Sean?" Prue said, gesturing at the unconscious form across the room. Phoebe just nodded. Prue immediately knew that Sean was the one that had hurt her sister for all this time. She he was going to pay for what he had done, and she was going to be the one to make him pay. Prue knew that whatever she did, it wouldn't be pleasant. For him anyway.
Phoebe had just begun to relax a little when she suddenly tensed up. Prue noticed her idle staring at the other side of the room. Sean, she thought. She looked over to see him moving his head.
"Stay down, jackass. Or I promise you, when the cops get here, they'll be scraping you off of the wall." Sean smirked at Prue, thinking she was bluffing, so Prue used her power to send a wooden board form the corner of the room into his head, once again, knocking him into darkness.
"Come on Pheebs, let me take you down stairs." Prue guided Phoebe downstairs and to the couch. She lay her sister down and got her hot drink before calling the cops. Very soon there was an army of police officers, including Anna and Marcus from the hospital outside of Halliwell Manor. Inside, Prue sat on the couch with Phoebe on her lap, rocking her gently. Her sister was wrapped in a warm blanket.
Prue was so pleased she had arrived there in time. Any longer and Phoebe could have been dead. At least I got to protect her this time, she thought. I kept my promise. It seemed to Prue that their big bad sister barrier was finally beginning to crumble.
Phoebe really thought she was for it this time. She had never seen his eyes go so red before. It looked like he was about to explode. Thank god for Prue, she thought, she's my guardian angel. It seemed to Phoebe that their big bad sister barrier was finally beginning to crumble.
Prue was still worried about Phoebe though; she had only said things like yes and no since she had arrived. The only word that was not in that small vocabulary Phoebe had said was Sean.
Apparently, his full name was Sean Billy Jacobs. He had got into a load of shit in New York and assaulted a young woman according to the police. Prue had this horrible sinking feeling that the woman he assaulted was Phoebe.
Just then, Prue saw Piper's jeep pull up outside the Manor. "Uh oh." Prue said without thinking. She felt Phoebe shift, worried by her comment.
"It's okay honey, Piper's just got back. She'll be wondering what the hell is going on. I better go see her," She told her sister. Upon receiving no answer she added, "Is that okay babe?" Phoebe nodded hesitantly. Prue got up and began to walk out of the house. She stopped when she reached Anna. "Hey Anna, could you keep an eye on her for a sec, I need to see Piper, she's gonna freak."
"Sure, no worries." Anna replied with a smile.
"Piper!" Prue yelled as she came out of the house.
"Prue! What the hell is going on here?! It looks like a crime scene." Prue chuckled slightly at the irony of what he sister had just said.
"Piper, there is someone you have to meet."
"What? Who? Where?" Piper asked.
Prue didn't answer, she just dragged her sister over to a group of police officers, one of them being Marcus from the hospital. "Marcus." Prue said, getting the man's attention.
"Prue!" He exclaimed. "What can I do for you?"
"Piper needs to see him."
"Him?" He asked slightly confused. "Oh! Him. Prue," He warned, "do you really think that's a good idea?"
"Yes. I do. She has every right to see the bas." she paused, seeing Marcus' face "the man that raped and just tried to kill our sister."
Piper gasped, shocked. "WHAT? Prue why didn't you call me!"
Prue said nothing, just marched through the officers pulling Piper along with her.
"Piper, meet Sean." Prue introduced, suspiciously cheerful. "Sean, meet my fist." Without warning, she pummelled her fist into his jaw, knocking him down.
Police officers jumped up from all directions and pulled her away.
"Prue! What the hell do you think you're doing!" Marcus scolded.
Prue just walked off, smirking. 'That was only the beginning, Sean,' she thought, 'you mess with my sisters, you pay.'
Prue pulled up outside the manor, scolding herself with the stupidity of needing to come home because of forgetting some papers. Though, Prue did find it to be quite a nice excuse to check on Phoebe.
A loud scream suddenly filled her ears. Phoebe! She thought as she ran into the manor. Running into the kitchen she found no one there. Lounge? No one. Sunroom? Empty. Another shrill scream filled her ears and she flew up the stairs as fast as her legs would allow.
The bathroom. She kicked open the door to find a man with blood red eyes leaning over her screaming baby sister. He was holding a sharp, broken glass bottle just above her head.
Her power reacted faster than she could analyse the situation. Her anger had reached a whole new level just in that moment. She had never felt so much hate for one person before. A loud crushing noise indicated that the man had made serious impact with the wall. Looking over at the slumped body, she checked that it wasn't moving. Upon confirming her thoughts, she ran to her baby sister. The site of her made Prue scared, very scared. She was shaking uncontrollably and had something around her mouth which looked familiarly like vomit. Phoebe was muttering incoherently rocking herself forwards and backwards with her knees protecting her stomach.
"Pheebs." Prue said, reaching over to her frightened sister.
Phoebe reacted badly to her sister's touch. Pulling back sharply she hit her elbow off the bathtub. She began whimpering. Prue's heart broke as she saw her sister. This was so far from the happy outgoing sister she once knew, and loved.
"Baby, shh. Honey it's me, it's Prue." Prue tried again. She reached over and gently touched Phoebe's hair, brushing it slowly behind her ears. Phoebe didn't move this time. Prue took that as an affirmative for continuing. She grabbed a cloth from by the sink and wet it with one hand. She carefully brought it up to her sister's face and gently washed it as she looked into her sister's frightened eyes. They seemed almost an endless black tunnel. Prue tore her own eyes away from her sister's and reached for a glass off the side. She told her sister to rinse and spit and Phoebe did so, very slowly.
"Come on honey, let's get you into your room." Prue said, trying to lift her sister.
"Sean." It was the first thing Phoebe had said since Prue had got back.
"Is that Sean?" Prue said, gesturing at the unconscious form across the room. Phoebe just nodded. Prue immediately knew that Sean was the one that had hurt her sister for all this time. She he was going to pay for what he had done, and she was going to be the one to make him pay. Prue knew that whatever she did, it wouldn't be pleasant. For him anyway.
Phoebe had just begun to relax a little when she suddenly tensed up. Prue noticed her idle staring at the other side of the room. Sean, she thought. She looked over to see him moving his head.
"Stay down, jackass. Or I promise you, when the cops get here, they'll be scraping you off of the wall." Sean smirked at Prue, thinking she was bluffing, so Prue used her power to send a wooden board form the corner of the room into his head, once again, knocking him into darkness.
"Come on Pheebs, let me take you down stairs." Prue guided Phoebe downstairs and to the couch. She lay her sister down and got her hot drink before calling the cops. Very soon there was an army of police officers, including Anna and Marcus from the hospital outside of Halliwell Manor. Inside, Prue sat on the couch with Phoebe on her lap, rocking her gently. Her sister was wrapped in a warm blanket.
Prue was so pleased she had arrived there in time. Any longer and Phoebe could have been dead. At least I got to protect her this time, she thought. I kept my promise. It seemed to Prue that their big bad sister barrier was finally beginning to crumble.
Phoebe really thought she was for it this time. She had never seen his eyes go so red before. It looked like he was about to explode. Thank god for Prue, she thought, she's my guardian angel. It seemed to Phoebe that their big bad sister barrier was finally beginning to crumble.
Prue was still worried about Phoebe though; she had only said things like yes and no since she had arrived. The only word that was not in that small vocabulary Phoebe had said was Sean.
Apparently, his full name was Sean Billy Jacobs. He had got into a load of shit in New York and assaulted a young woman according to the police. Prue had this horrible sinking feeling that the woman he assaulted was Phoebe.
Just then, Prue saw Piper's jeep pull up outside the Manor. "Uh oh." Prue said without thinking. She felt Phoebe shift, worried by her comment.
"It's okay honey, Piper's just got back. She'll be wondering what the hell is going on. I better go see her," She told her sister. Upon receiving no answer she added, "Is that okay babe?" Phoebe nodded hesitantly. Prue got up and began to walk out of the house. She stopped when she reached Anna. "Hey Anna, could you keep an eye on her for a sec, I need to see Piper, she's gonna freak."
"Sure, no worries." Anna replied with a smile.
"Piper!" Prue yelled as she came out of the house.
"Prue! What the hell is going on here?! It looks like a crime scene." Prue chuckled slightly at the irony of what he sister had just said.
"Piper, there is someone you have to meet."
"What? Who? Where?" Piper asked.
Prue didn't answer, she just dragged her sister over to a group of police officers, one of them being Marcus from the hospital. "Marcus." Prue said, getting the man's attention.
"Prue!" He exclaimed. "What can I do for you?"
"Piper needs to see him."
"Him?" He asked slightly confused. "Oh! Him. Prue," He warned, "do you really think that's a good idea?"
"Yes. I do. She has every right to see the bas." she paused, seeing Marcus' face "the man that raped and just tried to kill our sister."
Piper gasped, shocked. "WHAT? Prue why didn't you call me!"
Prue said nothing, just marched through the officers pulling Piper along with her.
"Piper, meet Sean." Prue introduced, suspiciously cheerful. "Sean, meet my fist." Without warning, she pummelled her fist into his jaw, knocking him down.
Police officers jumped up from all directions and pulled her away.
"Prue! What the hell do you think you're doing!" Marcus scolded.
Prue just walked off, smirking. 'That was only the beginning, Sean,' she thought, 'you mess with my sisters, you pay.'