In Her Mind

A/N: I dunno where this came from. Well, I do, but I don't want to scare you away. Um, nothing needs to be explained. Enjoy!

A/N 2: I don't feel like writing much anymore. I get no reviews and people who have no writing experience keep telling me what to do. I'm officially taking a break from writing.

Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed. I own Maddie and the demon and any other tiny character that isn't in the Charmedverse.








Prue, Piper, and Phoebe were sitting at the table, eating breakfast and each reading a section of the newspaper. Phoebe cleared her throat and slammed a rolled up newspaper on the table. Prue and Piper looked up from their sections and looked at her.

"I," Phoebe said. "Have an announcement to make."

"This better not be another 'I bought a sweater yesterday' announcements." Prue said.

"It isn't." Phoebe said and unrolled the paper. "I happen to be in the paper."

"Oooo! For what?" Piper asked.

"You know that art thing I joined?" Phoebe said. "Well, they showcased some of the paintings and mine was in it!"

"Which one?" Prue asked.

"Muddy Dog Without Collar." Phoebe said. "It was my best."

"Well, let us see." Piper said.

Phoebe flipped through the paper, dropping every section that wasn't the right one. The front page fell and it caught Prue's eye. Prue grabbed it and read it.

"Oh."

"What is it, Prue?" Phoebe asked and grabbed her section. "That isn't *my* section, so I don't know what you could be so interested in."

Prue turned the paper so her sisters could see the headline: Twelve Murdered In Bizarre Ritual.

"Oh my God." Piper breathed.

"What's it say?" Phoebe asked, not moving her eyes from the paper. Prue turned the paper and scanned the article over.

"It says that twelve bodies were found in the woods yesterday." Prue said. "Each of them had odd symbols... engraved on their palms and souls of their feet."

"Is it our kind of stuff, or just a sicko?" Piper asked.

"'The bodies were arranged in some sort of pattern.' Police Chief Albert McCain said. 'They were all twisted and carved up. In my twenty some years as an officer, I have never seen anything so gruesome.'" Prue read. Piper and Phoebe sat back.

"It's worth looking into." Piper said.

"Oh my God." Prue said quietly.

"What?" Phoebe asked.

"Phoebe, you... you knew one of the people." Prue said. "Caroline Drier."

Phoebe just sat quietly, looking down at the table.

"Phoebe," Piper said. "Wasn't she... a practicing witch?"

Phoebe only nodded solemnly. Prue and Piper exchanged glances.

It was definitely worth looking into.