Sean suddenly felt a sharp pain as he was harshly thrown across the room
and whacked his head on the wall.
"Demons." An offhanded voice sounded.
Phoebe hesitantly looked up. Her frightened brown eyes met with those of her protector. "Prue?" She whispered.
"You okay baby?" Prue asked, a worried look plastered on her face. Phoebe shook but nodded. "Good." Prue quickly bent down and felt for a pulse in Anna neck as a horrified Phoebe looked on in dismay. She raised her head slowly. "She's gone Pheebs."
Phoebe's legs became like jelly as they gave way to her weight. She couldn't believe it. Anna couldn't die, she didn't deserve to. She was supposed to be okay. She was a cop, and cops weren't supposed to die, they were supposed to be able to protect. Prue hurriedly ran forward to catch her baby sister before she could hit the floor. She gently lowered her traumatise sister, holding her in a tight embrace. " She didn't deserve this, Prue." Phoebe wept. "She didn't deserve to die."
Prue gently stroked her sister's head, trying to calm her. "I know baby, I know." This was over their heads. The whole of the last few months had been. And this, well this would be the icing on the cake so to speak. This would totally ruin Phoebe.
"Sh.she tried to stop him Prue." Phoebe stammered, clearly distraught. "She shot him. B.but he healed himself."
"It's okay. It'll be all right. He won't get away with this, baby. I promise. But right now, I'm just thankful that you're okay. You're safe now." She rocked her sister with a gentle rhythm, hoping to calm her. "Pheebs sweetie, will you let me get something." Phoebe clung tighter to her sister. "I'm only getting some crystals from across the room." Prue pointed in the direction she was going, making sure Phoebe's eyes followed. Her baby sister's gaze the crossed to her demon ex. "Don't worry Pheebs. I'll be quick. I promise." Phoebe slowly looked into her sister's warm eyes. She could see she was telling the truth and so reluctantly released her vice grip. "Good girl." Prue kissed Phoebe on the head before standing.
Phoebe's eyes never left Sean's dark figure lying across the other side of the room. "So I read something in the Book of Shadows about a crystal cage thing that demons can't escape from." Prue was saying. "We can put him in there while we gather what we need for the potion. Okay Pheebs?" She looked at her sister when Phoebe didn't respond. "Pheebs? Phoebe?" Phoebe's eyes were transfixed of the stirring body of Sean. "Whoa!" Prue exclaimed before hurriedly running over to him and quickly placing the crystals around him.
Sean began to scream in pain, causing Phoebe to grab her abdomen and start screaming to. Prue slightly pulled out one of the crystals making sure Sean was again unconscious before running over to her crying sister.
"Phoebe? Phoebe what's the matter?" Prue asked, having a funny feeling she already knew.
"B.baby." Phoebe gasped.
"Okay honey, lets get you over onto the couch quickly." Prue helped lift her sister and took her over to the other side of the room where she laid her on the couch. "The baby and him must be linked in some way."
"Don't kill my baby." Phoebe cried.
"What? Phoebe no. I'd never hurt your baby, ever. We need to find a way to keep your baby safe and still vanquish him." She said sending a nod towards the slumped figure on the floor. Prue got up and walked over to the Book of Shadows. She carefully picked up their precious book and walked back to her sister. She sat her up slightly so she could see what she was looking at. They scanned through Sean's page but there was nothing that said anything about keeping the baby safe if you vanquished him. It was baby and demon, or neither.
"I have a solution, my darlings." The voice made both sisters jump as they raised their heads to see whom it was.
"Grams?" Phoebe's tired voice asked.
"In the flesh, or so to speak." Grams replied with a smile.
"Grams, aren't you supposed to be." Prue trailed off.
"Dead? Yes yes, I am. Hence the translucent effect." Grams smiled at her open mouthed granddaughters. "Any way, I have a way that Phoebe can keep her baby and you can still vanquish." She paused looking at Sean. "That thing over there." She said as she waved her arm in his general direction.
"How?" Prue asked, getting down to business. If there was a way Phoebe would be able to keep her child, it has to be put into effect immediately.
"You need to bind the baby's powers." Grams said logically.
"We need to what?" Prue looked clueless.
"Bind or expel them, I personally would choose the latter, much more effective."
"What do you mean 'bind'?"
"Confine the baby's powers. His powers are his link to." She paused again, as she looked at Sean in disgust, earning a smile from both her granddaughters. "That thing and so removing them, removes the link, meaning Phoebe will be able to keep her child." Grams beamed.
"I dunno, I mean it sounds really complicated, how long will it take to get everything together?" Prue asked, doubts wandering freely around her mind.
"There is a spell inside the Book of Shadows. It is how I protected you for all those years."
"What? You bound our powers?" Phoebe piped up, not quite believing what she was hearing while Prue began to flip through their precious book.
Grams fidgeted uncomfortably. "Well, yes. I had to my darlings; it was the only way to protect you."
"So if I bound my baby's powers, he won't get them for like twenty years?" Phoebe asked sharply, clearly agitated with the situation.
"Not necessarily, but I personally think that that would be a blessing in."
"Okay grams." Prue cut off, feeling that this apparently dead grams was no better, if not worse than the live one. "We get it."
Grams ceased her talking and looked intently at her youngest granddaughter who seemed to be worriedly pondering the prospect of binding her baby's powers.
"I.if I was to take them away completely, would that leave my baby in danger?" She asked hesitantly.
"Not necessarily my darling. You will be able to protect him, and you have Prue, and Piper. They won't let anything happen to him." Grams reassured. Things seemed to have been reversed. It had never been Phoebe who needed reassurance. Piper, yes. Prue, occasionally. But Phoebe? Never.
Phoebe just sat there in silence. Not really sure what she should do. Prue interrupted her frightened thoughts by her voiced opinion.
"Well, maybe instead of getting rid of them completely, we just bind them. That way you still have the opportunity to return his powers to him. Right Pheebs?" She asked, turning her attention to her sister.
"Err, yeah I guess so." Phoebe agreed uncertainly.
"Right, well do what you like." Grams said in a slightly irritated way.
"Grams!" Prue scolded.
"What?" Grams looked and gave Prue an innocent look and she raised her arms, pulling them up by her sides.
"She doesn't need that right now."
Meanwhile, across the room, Sean lay listening to every word exchanged. He knew that the baby was linked to him; by hurting himself he would hurt Phoebe. It was a risk, considering he would be hurting his child too, but they hadn't bound his powers yet, so he should still be able to heal himself. Sean slowly and silently opened his eyes and glanced around the attic. BINGO! He saw in glint in the light. He quickly glanced at the three engaged in conversation across the room. He could make it.
He more before anyone could blink. He grabbed the antheme and drove it into his stomach. Phoebe let out a heart wrenching scream. Prue and grams froze, totally shocked by what had just happened.
Phoebe was in so much pain it was as though she could feel herself getting stabbed. She wrapped her cold arms tightly around her abdomen and she cried out in pain.
Sean continually stabbed himself. Phoebe was on the verge of passing out for her pain was unbearable. He just stood there smiling.
Prue couldn't watch anymore, she threw Sean into the wall, knowing that on some level she would hurt her baby sister, but at least she was saving her a lot more pain. Sean lay on the floor, unmoving. Prue quickly rushed over to her baby. Phoebe had passed out from the pain. Silent tears slid down Prue's cheeks as she looked at her sister. Suddenly determination began to flow through her body filling her to her fingertips.
She stood and walked over to the Book of Shadows, she was going to bind this baby's powers and get rid of that bastard, for Phoebe.
"Demons." An offhanded voice sounded.
Phoebe hesitantly looked up. Her frightened brown eyes met with those of her protector. "Prue?" She whispered.
"You okay baby?" Prue asked, a worried look plastered on her face. Phoebe shook but nodded. "Good." Prue quickly bent down and felt for a pulse in Anna neck as a horrified Phoebe looked on in dismay. She raised her head slowly. "She's gone Pheebs."
Phoebe's legs became like jelly as they gave way to her weight. She couldn't believe it. Anna couldn't die, she didn't deserve to. She was supposed to be okay. She was a cop, and cops weren't supposed to die, they were supposed to be able to protect. Prue hurriedly ran forward to catch her baby sister before she could hit the floor. She gently lowered her traumatise sister, holding her in a tight embrace. " She didn't deserve this, Prue." Phoebe wept. "She didn't deserve to die."
Prue gently stroked her sister's head, trying to calm her. "I know baby, I know." This was over their heads. The whole of the last few months had been. And this, well this would be the icing on the cake so to speak. This would totally ruin Phoebe.
"Sh.she tried to stop him Prue." Phoebe stammered, clearly distraught. "She shot him. B.but he healed himself."
"It's okay. It'll be all right. He won't get away with this, baby. I promise. But right now, I'm just thankful that you're okay. You're safe now." She rocked her sister with a gentle rhythm, hoping to calm her. "Pheebs sweetie, will you let me get something." Phoebe clung tighter to her sister. "I'm only getting some crystals from across the room." Prue pointed in the direction she was going, making sure Phoebe's eyes followed. Her baby sister's gaze the crossed to her demon ex. "Don't worry Pheebs. I'll be quick. I promise." Phoebe slowly looked into her sister's warm eyes. She could see she was telling the truth and so reluctantly released her vice grip. "Good girl." Prue kissed Phoebe on the head before standing.
Phoebe's eyes never left Sean's dark figure lying across the other side of the room. "So I read something in the Book of Shadows about a crystal cage thing that demons can't escape from." Prue was saying. "We can put him in there while we gather what we need for the potion. Okay Pheebs?" She looked at her sister when Phoebe didn't respond. "Pheebs? Phoebe?" Phoebe's eyes were transfixed of the stirring body of Sean. "Whoa!" Prue exclaimed before hurriedly running over to him and quickly placing the crystals around him.
Sean began to scream in pain, causing Phoebe to grab her abdomen and start screaming to. Prue slightly pulled out one of the crystals making sure Sean was again unconscious before running over to her crying sister.
"Phoebe? Phoebe what's the matter?" Prue asked, having a funny feeling she already knew.
"B.baby." Phoebe gasped.
"Okay honey, lets get you over onto the couch quickly." Prue helped lift her sister and took her over to the other side of the room where she laid her on the couch. "The baby and him must be linked in some way."
"Don't kill my baby." Phoebe cried.
"What? Phoebe no. I'd never hurt your baby, ever. We need to find a way to keep your baby safe and still vanquish him." She said sending a nod towards the slumped figure on the floor. Prue got up and walked over to the Book of Shadows. She carefully picked up their precious book and walked back to her sister. She sat her up slightly so she could see what she was looking at. They scanned through Sean's page but there was nothing that said anything about keeping the baby safe if you vanquished him. It was baby and demon, or neither.
"I have a solution, my darlings." The voice made both sisters jump as they raised their heads to see whom it was.
"Grams?" Phoebe's tired voice asked.
"In the flesh, or so to speak." Grams replied with a smile.
"Grams, aren't you supposed to be." Prue trailed off.
"Dead? Yes yes, I am. Hence the translucent effect." Grams smiled at her open mouthed granddaughters. "Any way, I have a way that Phoebe can keep her baby and you can still vanquish." She paused looking at Sean. "That thing over there." She said as she waved her arm in his general direction.
"How?" Prue asked, getting down to business. If there was a way Phoebe would be able to keep her child, it has to be put into effect immediately.
"You need to bind the baby's powers." Grams said logically.
"We need to what?" Prue looked clueless.
"Bind or expel them, I personally would choose the latter, much more effective."
"What do you mean 'bind'?"
"Confine the baby's powers. His powers are his link to." She paused again, as she looked at Sean in disgust, earning a smile from both her granddaughters. "That thing and so removing them, removes the link, meaning Phoebe will be able to keep her child." Grams beamed.
"I dunno, I mean it sounds really complicated, how long will it take to get everything together?" Prue asked, doubts wandering freely around her mind.
"There is a spell inside the Book of Shadows. It is how I protected you for all those years."
"What? You bound our powers?" Phoebe piped up, not quite believing what she was hearing while Prue began to flip through their precious book.
Grams fidgeted uncomfortably. "Well, yes. I had to my darlings; it was the only way to protect you."
"So if I bound my baby's powers, he won't get them for like twenty years?" Phoebe asked sharply, clearly agitated with the situation.
"Not necessarily, but I personally think that that would be a blessing in."
"Okay grams." Prue cut off, feeling that this apparently dead grams was no better, if not worse than the live one. "We get it."
Grams ceased her talking and looked intently at her youngest granddaughter who seemed to be worriedly pondering the prospect of binding her baby's powers.
"I.if I was to take them away completely, would that leave my baby in danger?" She asked hesitantly.
"Not necessarily my darling. You will be able to protect him, and you have Prue, and Piper. They won't let anything happen to him." Grams reassured. Things seemed to have been reversed. It had never been Phoebe who needed reassurance. Piper, yes. Prue, occasionally. But Phoebe? Never.
Phoebe just sat there in silence. Not really sure what she should do. Prue interrupted her frightened thoughts by her voiced opinion.
"Well, maybe instead of getting rid of them completely, we just bind them. That way you still have the opportunity to return his powers to him. Right Pheebs?" She asked, turning her attention to her sister.
"Err, yeah I guess so." Phoebe agreed uncertainly.
"Right, well do what you like." Grams said in a slightly irritated way.
"Grams!" Prue scolded.
"What?" Grams looked and gave Prue an innocent look and she raised her arms, pulling them up by her sides.
"She doesn't need that right now."
Meanwhile, across the room, Sean lay listening to every word exchanged. He knew that the baby was linked to him; by hurting himself he would hurt Phoebe. It was a risk, considering he would be hurting his child too, but they hadn't bound his powers yet, so he should still be able to heal himself. Sean slowly and silently opened his eyes and glanced around the attic. BINGO! He saw in glint in the light. He quickly glanced at the three engaged in conversation across the room. He could make it.
He more before anyone could blink. He grabbed the antheme and drove it into his stomach. Phoebe let out a heart wrenching scream. Prue and grams froze, totally shocked by what had just happened.
Phoebe was in so much pain it was as though she could feel herself getting stabbed. She wrapped her cold arms tightly around her abdomen and she cried out in pain.
Sean continually stabbed himself. Phoebe was on the verge of passing out for her pain was unbearable. He just stood there smiling.
Prue couldn't watch anymore, she threw Sean into the wall, knowing that on some level she would hurt her baby sister, but at least she was saving her a lot more pain. Sean lay on the floor, unmoving. Prue quickly rushed over to her baby. Phoebe had passed out from the pain. Silent tears slid down Prue's cheeks as she looked at her sister. Suddenly determination began to flow through her body filling her to her fingertips.
She stood and walked over to the Book of Shadows, she was going to bind this baby's powers and get rid of that bastard, for Phoebe.