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Chapter Twelve
"Hello?" Prue answered the ringing phone, wondering who could be calling when the only ones who had their phone number were her sisters who could all just orb over or something of the like.
"Hey, Prue!" It was Pipers voice talking to her.
"Hey, Piper, what's up?" She asked.
"Well, we've just decided to throw a Christmas get-together tonight and were wondering if you, Andy, Kyle and the kids wanted to come over?"
"I'd love, and I'm sure Andy will as well, but I'll have to ask the others if they want to come." Prue replied, thinking this was exactly what Miley might need to get her mind off of magic and Malibu. "Is it okay if I call you back later?" She asked as the teenager in question came down the stairs in black jeans and a pink, sparkly, figure-hugging shirt that read Candy Cane Licker in red and white letters across the front, her water-darkened hair hanging limply down her back.
"Sure! Bye, Prue, I love you!" Prue smiled, ever since she had gotten back Piper always told her she loved her when-ever they had to be apart.
"I love you too, Piper!" She said before hanging up and turning to Miley who was sitting on the couch watching T.V whilst she brushed her long, dark hair.
"Will you lick my candy cane?" Jake asked cheekily, orbing behind her and leaning over the back of the couch, making her almost jump out of her skin in fright.
"Jake, you idiot! Don't do that to me!" She snapped, hitting his arm with her brush, resting her other hand over heart as if to calm it down.
"That shirt is a little age inapropriate, though!" Prue put forth, coming into the living room as well and Miley looked down at it innocently.
"Daddy didn't say anything when I baught it!" She said, batting her big brown eyes at her.
"Fine, but maybe you should try something less suggestive next time?" Prue sighed and Miley smiled brightly, going back to brushing her hair. "On a completely unrelated topic, how would you two like to go over to Piper and Leo's tonight? They're having a Christmas get-together and want us to be there!"
"Only if you agree to let me go home for Christmas!" Miley bargained, barely glancing up. "I don't think it would be fair to do something Christmasy with this family if I don't get do something Christmasy with people I actually know and love!"
"Miley-" Prue started only to be cut off by the teenager in question.
"No! You can stop saying it's too dangerous because of demons or because I can't conrtol my powers or anything else because you yourself said that nothing would happen to them and I already have almost half my powers down in a week, that's way more than you or Andy or Kyle or anyone expected. I just want to see my family!"
"I am so not cut out for teenagers again!" Prue muttered to herself, getting up off the coffe table where she had been sitting and walking away without another word. Just Miley was about to shout something up the stairs after her oldest sister the doorbell rang cutting her off. "Can one of you demons answer the door, please?" Prue called down to them.
"Bite me!" Miley replied darkly, now in a bad mood for who-knows how long, just soft enough that she wasn't heard on the second floor.
"With pleasure!" Jake grinned, bringing himself back into the conversation as the doorbell rang again and Miley got up to answer it and get away from Jake who was making he blush again - something she was getting very tired of.
"Hello?" Miley greeted politely, opening the door and looking up at the family on the other side, her jaw dropping when she saw who it was.
Power Of Five
"You will go to Miley Stewart and gain her trust!" The Source ordered of the group of three young demons before him, they would do quie well in his quest to get the youngest Charmed One. "You will bring her to the dark side or you won't live to see the consequences." These three demons weren't particularly powerful, all that would be need to vanquish them would be a spell or a potion, but they were part of a long con in the mortal world. Raise demons to the highest level in society and at the right time use their power to take over the world.
"Yes, Sire!" Three voices murmured, their heads bent down, unworthy to look at their master.
"You will not harm her in any way! Convince her to leave the Charmed Ones and take her rightful place in the ranks of demons using any means possible."
"Yes, Sire!" They vowed agian, not daring to look up.
"Dispose of the residents across from 1327 Prescott Street in San Fransisco and become her neighbours." The Source stood from his thone and stepped towards the terrified demons at his feet, stopping just in front of him. "Rise!"
"Yes, Sire!" The three quickly stood, keeping their heads low.
"I will be keeping a close eye on you." He growled, chilling their blood in their veins. "Be gone!" They shimmered out quickly, too afraid to stay and question anything.
Power Of Five
"What did the Elders say?" Piper asked as soon as Paige orbed into the kitchen of Halliwell manor.
"They don't have the power to raise the dead, that was a combined effort from the Angels of Death and Angels of Destiny, but they say that 'the Power of Five is meant to be'." The witchlighter replied. "Prue being alive is legit!"
"She's really back?" Piper questioned for confirmation. "They're not gonna take her away and say it was all just a joke?"
"No joke! She's here to stay!" As soon as the words left her mouth Paige was wept up into a very un-Piper-like hug.
"What about Miley? What did they have to say about her?" She asked after letting her go.
"She's for real as well, but they said they don't know what her big secret is." Piper frowned and went back to mixing the cake batter.
"As troubling as that is, I don't really care right now, Prue's alive, she's not going anywhere, life's good!"
"And besides, it's not really that hard to pull one over on the Elders - I mean, Mom kept both me and Miley a secret for years."
"You and Henry still bringing the twins for the Christmas party tonight?" Piper asked, pouring the chocolate batter into a baking tray before putting it into the preheated oven.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world!"
Power Of Five
"Nice top!" The second oldest smirked and Miley blushed, crossing her arms in an attempt to cover herself.
"Th-thanks!" She stuttered, backing up, her eyes wide as saucers. "PRUE!!!" She yelled up the stairs, not taking her eyes off the visitors.
"Yeah?" The older witch appeared at the doorway of her bedroom.
"What's going on here?" Jake anounced his arrival and Mileys eyes snapped from him at the mouth of the living room to the brothers in the doorway and back again repeatedly.
"Hi, I'm Prue Halliwell!" Prue greeted, hurrying down the stairs when she noticed her sister wasn't going to do or say anything. "And this is my sister Miley and... our close friend, Jake Ryan!" She faultered slightly, trying to come with a reason for Jake to be there.
"I'm Denise Jonas and this is my husband, Paul, and our boys..." The woman revealed, smiling brightly at the sisters. "We just moved across the street and thought we'd introduce ourselves."