SEVEN
Carpenter jumped up and pulled the pistol out of the drawer. He brandished it threateningly at the three intruders.
"What the hell are you?" Carpenter demanded. "What do you want?"
"Piper, are you okay?" Phoebe asked Piper.
Carpenter moved over to Piper, protecting her.
"Don't come any closer," threatened Carpenter. "I don't know what you are or what you want, but you aren't going to hurt her. I don't want to use this but I will if I have to."
"No one's going to hurt her," Prue said. "You just better make sure you haven't hurt her. If you have, I'm not going to be happy."
"Don't threaten me," Carpenter said. "I'm the one with the gun, remember?"
Prue waved her hand and the gun was ripped from Carpenters' hand. It clattered into the sink and lay there.
"And now you aren't," Prue said. "What have you done to our sister?"
"He hasn't done anything to me," Piper said. "I was hurt and he helped me. What do you mean sister? Who are you people?"
"Piper, honey, don't you remember us?" Phoebe asked.
"I don't remember anything," Piper said.
"Prue, Phoebe, look at her head," Leo said. "She looks like she's been hurt. It might have affected her memory."
"Phoebe?" questioned Carpenter. "Your name is Phoebe?"
"Yes," said Phoebe. "Phoebe Halliwell. This is Prue, my sister. And that's Piper, our other sister. This is Leo, Piper's boyfriend."
"Leo?" questioned Carpenter. He looked at Piper and then back at Leo. "You're a Blue Lighter?"
"White Lighter, actually," Leo said, looking around confused.
"Okay, Phoebe," Carpenter said, "if you're her sister, what's your favorite food?"
"That's easy," Phoebe said. "Chocolate."
"And your second favorite food?" questioned Carpenter.
Phoebe thought for a moment.
"Pipers' vegetarian lasagna," she said. "Satisfied?"
"What are you people?" demanded Carpenter. "The way you got in here isn't normal. And that power of, Prue, is it? You seem to be able to move objects at will. Are you the ones who saved us from the car accident?"
"She must have frozen time subconsciously," Leo whispered to Prue and Phoebe.
"Just who are you?" Prue demanded of Carpenter. "What is Piper doing here?"
"My name is Adam Carpenter," said Carpenter. "She wandered in here a few days ago. It looked like she had been in an accident. Like I said, I've been taking care of her. But her memory seems to have been affected."
"I might be able to help there," Leo said, moving over to Piper. "This isn't going to hurt a bit."
"What are you going to do?" demanded Carpenter, stepping between Leo and Piper.
"I'm just going to help her," Leo said.
"You people obviously have some kind of powers I don't understand," Carpenter said. "But she's my patient. You aren't dong anything unless I know exactly what it is."
"Mr. Carpenter," Prue said, "I suggest you get out of Leo's way."
"Or what?" Carpenter asked. "You'll use your power on me? That doesn't sound like a very sisterly thing to me. You think she's going to let you touch her if you hurt me? I'm the only friend she knows. You claim to want to help her and yet you stand there threatening me. That doesn't sound like a smart move to me."
Prue glared at Carpenter. He was right. If Piper had lost her memory, he might be the only person she knew. If they hurt him, she might not let them help her.
"Adam, it's okay," Piper said. "Somehow I know Leo won't hurt me. I seem to remember the he helped people a long time ago. I don't think we have anything to fear from them. Besides, Prue, Phoebe, and Piper. Three P's, remember? I think they might be telling the truth."
Reluctantly, Carpenter moved out of the way. He knew he really couldn't stop them. Not with the powers they seemed to have. He watched as Leo put his hands over the cut on Pipers' head and a soft yellow glow began to cover her head.
Carpenter jumped up and pulled the pistol out of the drawer. He brandished it threateningly at the three intruders.
"What the hell are you?" Carpenter demanded. "What do you want?"
"Piper, are you okay?" Phoebe asked Piper.
Carpenter moved over to Piper, protecting her.
"Don't come any closer," threatened Carpenter. "I don't know what you are or what you want, but you aren't going to hurt her. I don't want to use this but I will if I have to."
"No one's going to hurt her," Prue said. "You just better make sure you haven't hurt her. If you have, I'm not going to be happy."
"Don't threaten me," Carpenter said. "I'm the one with the gun, remember?"
Prue waved her hand and the gun was ripped from Carpenters' hand. It clattered into the sink and lay there.
"And now you aren't," Prue said. "What have you done to our sister?"
"He hasn't done anything to me," Piper said. "I was hurt and he helped me. What do you mean sister? Who are you people?"
"Piper, honey, don't you remember us?" Phoebe asked.
"I don't remember anything," Piper said.
"Prue, Phoebe, look at her head," Leo said. "She looks like she's been hurt. It might have affected her memory."
"Phoebe?" questioned Carpenter. "Your name is Phoebe?"
"Yes," said Phoebe. "Phoebe Halliwell. This is Prue, my sister. And that's Piper, our other sister. This is Leo, Piper's boyfriend."
"Leo?" questioned Carpenter. He looked at Piper and then back at Leo. "You're a Blue Lighter?"
"White Lighter, actually," Leo said, looking around confused.
"Okay, Phoebe," Carpenter said, "if you're her sister, what's your favorite food?"
"That's easy," Phoebe said. "Chocolate."
"And your second favorite food?" questioned Carpenter.
Phoebe thought for a moment.
"Pipers' vegetarian lasagna," she said. "Satisfied?"
"What are you people?" demanded Carpenter. "The way you got in here isn't normal. And that power of, Prue, is it? You seem to be able to move objects at will. Are you the ones who saved us from the car accident?"
"She must have frozen time subconsciously," Leo whispered to Prue and Phoebe.
"Just who are you?" Prue demanded of Carpenter. "What is Piper doing here?"
"My name is Adam Carpenter," said Carpenter. "She wandered in here a few days ago. It looked like she had been in an accident. Like I said, I've been taking care of her. But her memory seems to have been affected."
"I might be able to help there," Leo said, moving over to Piper. "This isn't going to hurt a bit."
"What are you going to do?" demanded Carpenter, stepping between Leo and Piper.
"I'm just going to help her," Leo said.
"You people obviously have some kind of powers I don't understand," Carpenter said. "But she's my patient. You aren't dong anything unless I know exactly what it is."
"Mr. Carpenter," Prue said, "I suggest you get out of Leo's way."
"Or what?" Carpenter asked. "You'll use your power on me? That doesn't sound like a very sisterly thing to me. You think she's going to let you touch her if you hurt me? I'm the only friend she knows. You claim to want to help her and yet you stand there threatening me. That doesn't sound like a smart move to me."
Prue glared at Carpenter. He was right. If Piper had lost her memory, he might be the only person she knew. If they hurt him, she might not let them help her.
"Adam, it's okay," Piper said. "Somehow I know Leo won't hurt me. I seem to remember the he helped people a long time ago. I don't think we have anything to fear from them. Besides, Prue, Phoebe, and Piper. Three P's, remember? I think they might be telling the truth."
Reluctantly, Carpenter moved out of the way. He knew he really couldn't stop them. Not with the powers they seemed to have. He watched as Leo put his hands over the cut on Pipers' head and a soft yellow glow began to cover her head.