Everyone watched the two police except for Piper. Piper watched Phoebe, and noted that her hands were now playing with Ring, for now even she thought of it as such. She realized that she and Prue

could have made a mistake in not removing the fought over trinket.

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I must get the Ring.
Sara snapped her head at Ian before she could stop heself. What?
Yes, that's me, Lady Sara.
Can you hear me?
I can always hear you.

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Prue's eyes narrowed. Why wasn't Piper paying attention the evident "exchange"? No, Piper was staring at Phoebe who in turn was staring at nothing. Who cared?

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Why do you want the Ring so badly? So that you can give it to your wonderful master? She mentally sneered at him.
No, Lady Sara. I want the Ring because I can wear it AND wield it. You see?

Males couldn't be weilders. This Sara knew.
Not a weilder of the Witchblade you know. But for this ring....
Stop reading my thoughts.
If you really wanted me to stop, you would not broadcast them so, Sara.
Whatever.
All she wanted to do was go to lunch, but noooo, she couldn't even do that. She heard Ian laugh in her mind.
So, what, any guy can put this Ring on?

No. The male must be as carefully chosen as the female. They are eternal partners, and once realizing each other, are inseparable.
"We can be inseparable." The scene from the police station flashed before Sara.

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Piper took her eyes off of Phoebe. There was this weird buzzing at the back of her mind, like radio static. It was annoying, yet she felt familiar with it. Odd.

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Sara's gaze shifted to the Ring, which was still on Rachel's finger. Rachel seemed totally oblivious.
We must take it.
No. I must take it. Then I will decide what to do with it. I will find the rightful wearer.

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Ian's heart sunk. "I will find the rightful wearer." She didn't believe it was him. How could she not? She wouldn't let herself think that the Witchblade or any part of it would attach itself to him. She hated him that much.

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Sara heard that last thought slip through, even though it wasn't meant for her.
She hated him that much.

Did she really hate him? Sara found she didn't know. She acted the way she did around him because she didn't know how else to act. Maybe she did hate him. If she did, it was because she simply could not figure him out. Period. He was just so far off the chart....

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Prue was about to blow. These two freaks were acting like they had forgotten where they were. Wait a second. Had they?

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The static in Piper's head was slowly fading.
She shook her head slightly and blinked hard.