ACT THREE
Halliwell Manor – Attic-Later
Prue and Phoebe walk in to find Piper looking in the Book of Shadows. "What are you doing here and not at Quake?" Phoebe asks. Piper shrugs as she leaves the Book of Shadows and flops down on the ancient old couch. "It slowed down and I decided to take a break. I need it. I couldn't stop thinking about everything and about how totally screwed up we are now that we are witches." Prue and Phoebe sit on either side of her, trying to comfort her, but no such luck. "I just wish that we had they found out sooner," Piper moans. "Maybe Grams could have helped us get ready. I'm just afraid of what might happen," she confesses. "Pheebs, I'm so envious of you. You're not afraid of anything and you were the only one among us three who believed Grams." Phoebe shrugs. "Yeah, well not being afraid gets me into trouble sometimes." Piper sighs. "I just want our lives to be back to when it was like everyone else's. You know, rushing off to work, going out on bad dates, having good dates canceled." Prue sighs. "Well, the good dates getting cancelled part is still true."
"I just want to know if being a witch is a good thing." "Oh, Piper!" Phoebe exclaims. "It's not a good thing; it's a great thing! Especially because Grams was right – we are so destined for greatness! We already proved that when we vanquished Roger, and I've helped that little old couple save their house!" "No," Piper insists. "I don't mean good that way, I mean what if rather than a good thing, it's an evil thing. That now we're brides of Satan like the Bible says." Prue rolls her eyes. "That's a whole different thing, Piper. That's what the ancients thought witches were because they didn't understand their powers. People always fear something they don't understand. But none of us agreed to surrender our souls to Satan and that's how you become one of his brides. Our powers don't come from him; they come from our ancestors." Phoebe nods. "Exactly. There was nothing in the Book of Shadows about Melinda becoming the bride of Satan to get her powers, so if she didn't, then neither did Grams or Mom or us. And remember what the ghost of Melinda Warren told me – that we're meant to do good things with our powers, helping those innocent of the reality of magic and also using them to fight evil. We can't fight evil if we are ourselves aren't good."
"But what about what Father told me and what about that thunder when I tried to go in the church? I just touched the handle, you guys, and BOOM!" Phoebe smiles and takes Piper's hand. "Just a coincidence. And you know what we're gonna do? I'm gonna go with you to that church and I'm gonna hold your hand and I'm gonna walk you up to that church door and watch you open that door and walk inside just to prove you wrong." Prue nods. "We are good witches, Piper. I'll admit that what Roger said about more warlocks coming after us, it does scare me, too." "You see? We just don't know, and Grams isn't here to help us, and I just want to be normal again." Phoebe hugs. "Piper, you're the sweetest, most caring person I know. No way you're evil. We're going to that church and you'll see." Prue nods. "Grams always said you were the heart of this family, and that is the absolute truth". "Besides," Phoebe adds ruefully. "if anyone is concerned about being bad, it should be me, not you. But I still know I'm gonna walk right inside that church with you."
The three of them share a warm sisterly hug. Piper softly says, "Thanks for this chat, you two. I really did need my sisters." The other two just smile happily, but as they pull apart from their embrace, Prue exclaims, "Oh! I've got to get going for my second meeting with Emily and then if that doesn't work out, my interview at Buckland's!"
Outside the Catholic church - Later
Piper and Phoebe are sitting in Piper's SUV. Piper is starting to hyperventilate in fear again. "C'mon," Phoebe soothes. "Just calm down and breathe. Just remember that you have nothing to be afraid of." Piper takes a deep breath and nods. She chants to herself. "I have nothing to be afraid of. I'm a good witch; I have nothing to be afraid of. I'm a good witch; I have nothing to be afraid of". Phoebe smiles as she gets out of the SUV and hurries to the other side to stand by Piper's door, waiting for Piper to open it when Piper chants, "I have nothing to be afraid of – YES, I DO!" Phoebe rolls her eyes as she pulls the door open. "No, you don't!" She grabs her sister's hand, pulls her out of the SUV and then leads her up the steps to the church door. "C'mon, Piper, you have this! Now like Nike says, just do it!"
Piper takes a deep breath, takes the handle and pulls the door open a little ways, just far enough so she can poke her foot inside. When nothing happens, she pulls the door all the way open and steps inside, screaming, "I'M GOOD!" Phoebe steps inside and hugs her sister. "Told you so."
The two walk back to the SUV, when Phoebe spots someone. "Brittany!" she calls. Brittany hurries over to them. "Sh! Don't let anyone hear you. I'm in danger, great danger, and if you're seen with me, you might be in danger, too!" "Let us worry about that," Piper insists.
Halliwell Manor - Later
Piper and Phoebe lead Brittany into the house and into the bright sun shining through the windows of the sun room. Brittany sits down in one of the wicker chairs while Piper and Phoebe sit on the wicker couch. "Tell us what happened," Phoebe soothingly says. Brittany shivers in fear. "I've been too scared to tell anyone because she might come back. So, I was going to talk with Father, but then I found you guys." "Everything is going to be okay," Piper soothes. "You'll see. Just tell us what happened."
Brittany nods, then takes a deep breath and sighs. "Well, after I left you guys at Quake and got in my car, someone was already in it. I know this sounds crazy, you guys, but it's true. It was someone with yellow eyes." Piper and Phoebe share looks. "We believe you," Piper tells her. "Just go on." Brittany smiles, glad that they don't think she's crazy. She continues, "Now I admit it, I stopped off at a bar before I went to Quake, so maybe I was a little drunk, but I'm still certain it was my talent agent. But how could my talent agent have yellow eyes?" "Don't worry about that," Piper soothes. "Just tell us what happened." "Well, she tried to grab me from behind, but I pepper-sprayed her, and jumped out of the car. As I ran, she warned me that I better not try telling Matt or the police or anyone or I'm a dead woman. So, I ran, and ran and was so scared for my life. I didn't want to go home and maybe have her hurt Matt, so I stayed at a hotel last night, but I just couldn't let anyone know where I was." Piper nods. "We understand." Phoebe nods. "I would've done the same thing if I was in your shoes." Their words relax Brittany even more as she continues, "I decided that the only possible safe haven is my church and Father Williams, who's always been so good to me. But when I got there, you called out to me, and agreed to help." Phoebe takes Brittany's hand. "Don't worry, Brittany, we'll look out for you and make sure you're safe."
Suddenly Piper's eyes grow big. "Piper?" Phoebe asks. "What is it?" "Oh, no! Prue! Brittany, what's the name of that talent agent of yours?" "Emily, why?" "Omigod! Prue is going to see her right now!"
The Emily Talent Agency
Emily is pleased that Prue is back. "I've contacted a number of people, Prue, who are very excited to see your pictures. I predict that your photos are going to help you become very big." Suddenly we see through Emily's eyes and we see that Prue is now glowing, a sign that Emily senses something about Prue—the same thing she was sucking out of Stefan earlier.
Halliwell Manor
"No, Piper," Phoebe is insisting. "There must be more than one talent agent in San Francisco named Emily." "Oh, I know!" and Piper jumps up and runs into the kitchen, grabs something off the fridge and runs back. "She gave Prue this card. It has her picture on it," and she hands it to Brittany. "Yes," Brittany insists as she drops the card in fear. "That's her." Phoebe picks up the card She's struck with a premonition of Prue lying on the floor with Emily standing above her, her eyes glowing yellow. "Phoebe?" Brittany asks anxiously. "Are you all right?" "I'm fine," Phoebe tells her then turns to Piper and mouths the words, "Book of Shadows! Now!"
Piper and Phoebe lead Brittany up the stairs and into Piper's bedroom. "Just relax," Piper tells her. "Take it easy and rest. Sleep if you can. Everything is going to be okay." As she shuts the door she glances at Phoebe. "I hope…"
Halliwell Manor – Attic
The two sisters hurry inside as Phoebe tells Piper what she saw. Piper nods. "I swear I saw a page for a warlock named Emily. Guess women can be warlocks, too." She flips pages until, sure enough, she lands on the "Emily" page and reads out loud: "This warlock has the power to entice and manipulate struggling artists, actors, photographers and musicians, inspiring them to achieve fame and fortune then drives them to madness and death as she feeds off their desires, which keeps her young." The two scream in terror for big their sister until Piper points out that there's a vanquishing spell. In fear, Phoebe tears out the page and stuffs it into her pocket. As they run out the door, she promises to figure a way to put it back later. Despite her fear for Prue, Piper has to roll her eyes at Phoebe.
The Emily Talent Agency – A little later
Prue is now lying tied to a table, and Emily's eyes now glow brightly yellow as Prue screams, trying to escape. "I see lots of hidden desires inside you, Prue," the warlock laughs. "You crave so much and those desires are just so tasty. The more famous you become, the tastier those desires will be. And I can tell that you'll keep me fed for a very long time."
