Piper yawned and shuffled to the attic. She vaguely remembered the blur that is Prue rush by her bedroom, but she wasn't sure. Prue was fast and she hadn't had her coffee yet.
"Prue, you in here?" Piper yawned.
"Yeah." Prue said.
Piper rubbed her eyes. Prue was up, she was dressed, she had a cup of coffee, and she was reading the Book. Piper rubbed her eyes again.
"Why are you up?" Piper asked.
"Well, you know how I told you about Maddie and the demons?" Prue asked.
"Yeah." Piper yawned and leaned against the doorframe.
"Well, I'm looking up the symbol in these pictures." Prue said and held up a few pictures. Piper walked over and looked at them.
"Oh my God." Piper said. "That's ours!"
"I know." Prue said.
"Well, how are we going to go about this?" Piper asked.
"I don't know." Prue said. "Maddie said she wouldn't help us because we're witches. She doesn't like witches. And Phoebe, she's bottling the whole Caroline thing inside. I figure if we don't say anything to her about it, we can get this done."
"There you are."
Piper and Prue looked up from the pictures and Book and saw Phoebe.
"I was wondering where you were Prue." Phoebe said and walked into the attic.
"And why is that?" Prue asked.
"Well, Doctor Case asked about you." Phoebe said.
"Oh." Prue said. "Well, tell him I'm busy saving the world from - The Destroyers."
"What?" Phoebe asked.
Prue pointed to the Book.
"The demons." Prue said.
"Ooooh!" Phoebe said and looked.
"The Destroyers." Prue read. "Their one goal is to rid the world of witches. They sometimes enlist mortals who fear or despise witches. These mortals begin to hear the demon's voices and it drives them insane."
"Okay. Bad." Phoebe said.
"No kidding." Prue said.
"What do we do?" Piper asked.
"We've got to talk to Maddie." Prue said. "ASAP."
"I can't go today." Piper said.
"Why not?" Phoebe asked.
"Club stuff." Piper said.
"Okay." Prue said. "Pheebs and I will talk to Maddie and you handle the club stuff. But try to do something. Even talking to Darryl would be great."
Piper nodded and Prue and Phoebe left.
*****
Maddie laughed hysterically when Prue and Phoebe asked her to help.
"Help witches?" Maddie laughed. "You've got to be crazy! Like me!"
"Maddie, tell us about the demons." Prue said.
"Do you have a cigarette?" Maddie asked. "I'll tell you about them for a cigarette."
Prue handed Phoebe some money and Phoebe went to get a pack of cigarettes.
Phoebe got back as fast as she could and handed Prue the pack. Prue opened it and handed Maddie one.
"Lighter?" Prue asked Phoebe. But Maddie solved that problem. She pulled one from under mattress and lit her cigarette.
"What do you want to know?" Maddie asked and took a drag.
"The demons. Who are they?" Prue asked.
"They never name names." Maddie said in a new voice. It was lower, more... sane. "They just tell me their plans and move on their merry way."
"Why're you in here?" Phoebe asked.
"I came in, begging for the doctors to give me medicine to make the demons shut up." Maddie said. "Needless to say, they didn't give me any medication."
"You're not really crazy, are you?" Prue asked.
Maddie let out a puff of smoke and grinned.
"What do you think?"
"I think your visitors should leave now."
Everyone turned to the doorway and saw a balding doctor. He didn't look happy.
"Relax Joe." A voice, recognized by everyone as Doctor Case, said. Then Doctor Case appeared and clapped a hand on the doctor's shoulder. "Let's just go to lunch. Leave the Halliwells alone. Maddie, put out that cigarette. This is a hospital."
Doctor Case smiled at Prue and Phoebe, then steered the other doctor away. Maddie sneered at his back. Phoebe closed the door.
"You're not crazy Maddie." Prue said.
"No, I'm not." Maddie said, then gripped her head, careful of the cigarette. "The damn demons just never shut up!"
Maddie threw her cigarette at the wall, then relaxed.
"Can I have another?"
*****
Piper stared at the front page. It was still there. She didn't know what her problem was, but she couldn't help it. She wanted to know, but she couldn't push herself to do it.
Piper bent down and picked up Phoebe's article from the floor.
"Local College, Local Art." Piper read. "Now that sounds safe."
*****
Prue held the cigarette out and Maddie lunged for it, but Prue pulled away and Maddie missed. Maddie half-screamed in frustration.
"Are you going to tell us more?" Prue asked.
"Anything!" Maddie said. "Just give me the cigarette!"
Prue handed Maddie the cigarette and she lit it hurriedly. She took a drag and sighed contentedly and closed her eyes.
"What's going to happen next?" Prue asked.
"They're going to attack six more." Maddie said with an odd smile on her face. She opened one eye and looked at Prue and Phoebe. "They're telling me you know. Right now."
"How?" Phoebe asked.
"They take the witches from the streets and homes." Maddie said, both her eyes closed again. "Then they choose a spot and do the ritual."
"Where is it going to happen?" Prue asked. Maddie opened her eyes.
"They shut up."
*****
Piper cut out Phoebe's article and hung it on the fridge. She smiled then looked at the clock on the microwave. Time for the afternoon paper.
Piper walked by the dining room and stopped. She stared at the front page, then walked to the door. She opened it and picked up the paper. She shut the door and opened the paper. The headline made her breath catch in her throat: Murderer Of Twelve Still Missing.
Piper finally got her breath and read the lower headline: Police Still Baffled.
Piper dropped the paper and stared at it. Then she ran into the kitchen.
*****
"Make them talk to you!" Prue said.
"I can't make them do anything." Maddie said and put her hand out for a cigarette. "They talk when they talk. It's not my fault if they shut up."
"You aren't getting another cigarette." Prue said.
"What?" Maddie yelled. "I told you! Give me another!"
Phoebe took a cigarette from the box and held it out to Maddie.
"Tell us why you hate witches."
*****
Prue unlocked the door and walked inside. Phoebe followed. They spent two hours and three packs of cigarettes trying to get Maddie to talk.
"She really is crazy." Phoebe said as she took off her jacket. "It's not just the demons. She's a real nutjob."
"Yeah." Prue said and walked forward, but she heard a crinkling noise and looked down. She was stepping on the afternoon paper. She bent down and picked it up. She read the headline then tossed it on the dining room table as she walked by.
"Prue, you in here?" Piper yawned.
"Yeah." Prue said.
Piper rubbed her eyes. Prue was up, she was dressed, she had a cup of coffee, and she was reading the Book. Piper rubbed her eyes again.
"Why are you up?" Piper asked.
"Well, you know how I told you about Maddie and the demons?" Prue asked.
"Yeah." Piper yawned and leaned against the doorframe.
"Well, I'm looking up the symbol in these pictures." Prue said and held up a few pictures. Piper walked over and looked at them.
"Oh my God." Piper said. "That's ours!"
"I know." Prue said.
"Well, how are we going to go about this?" Piper asked.
"I don't know." Prue said. "Maddie said she wouldn't help us because we're witches. She doesn't like witches. And Phoebe, she's bottling the whole Caroline thing inside. I figure if we don't say anything to her about it, we can get this done."
"There you are."
Piper and Prue looked up from the pictures and Book and saw Phoebe.
"I was wondering where you were Prue." Phoebe said and walked into the attic.
"And why is that?" Prue asked.
"Well, Doctor Case asked about you." Phoebe said.
"Oh." Prue said. "Well, tell him I'm busy saving the world from - The Destroyers."
"What?" Phoebe asked.
Prue pointed to the Book.
"The demons." Prue said.
"Ooooh!" Phoebe said and looked.
"The Destroyers." Prue read. "Their one goal is to rid the world of witches. They sometimes enlist mortals who fear or despise witches. These mortals begin to hear the demon's voices and it drives them insane."
"Okay. Bad." Phoebe said.
"No kidding." Prue said.
"What do we do?" Piper asked.
"We've got to talk to Maddie." Prue said. "ASAP."
"I can't go today." Piper said.
"Why not?" Phoebe asked.
"Club stuff." Piper said.
"Okay." Prue said. "Pheebs and I will talk to Maddie and you handle the club stuff. But try to do something. Even talking to Darryl would be great."
Piper nodded and Prue and Phoebe left.
*****
Maddie laughed hysterically when Prue and Phoebe asked her to help.
"Help witches?" Maddie laughed. "You've got to be crazy! Like me!"
"Maddie, tell us about the demons." Prue said.
"Do you have a cigarette?" Maddie asked. "I'll tell you about them for a cigarette."
Prue handed Phoebe some money and Phoebe went to get a pack of cigarettes.
Phoebe got back as fast as she could and handed Prue the pack. Prue opened it and handed Maddie one.
"Lighter?" Prue asked Phoebe. But Maddie solved that problem. She pulled one from under mattress and lit her cigarette.
"What do you want to know?" Maddie asked and took a drag.
"The demons. Who are they?" Prue asked.
"They never name names." Maddie said in a new voice. It was lower, more... sane. "They just tell me their plans and move on their merry way."
"Why're you in here?" Phoebe asked.
"I came in, begging for the doctors to give me medicine to make the demons shut up." Maddie said. "Needless to say, they didn't give me any medication."
"You're not really crazy, are you?" Prue asked.
Maddie let out a puff of smoke and grinned.
"What do you think?"
"I think your visitors should leave now."
Everyone turned to the doorway and saw a balding doctor. He didn't look happy.
"Relax Joe." A voice, recognized by everyone as Doctor Case, said. Then Doctor Case appeared and clapped a hand on the doctor's shoulder. "Let's just go to lunch. Leave the Halliwells alone. Maddie, put out that cigarette. This is a hospital."
Doctor Case smiled at Prue and Phoebe, then steered the other doctor away. Maddie sneered at his back. Phoebe closed the door.
"You're not crazy Maddie." Prue said.
"No, I'm not." Maddie said, then gripped her head, careful of the cigarette. "The damn demons just never shut up!"
Maddie threw her cigarette at the wall, then relaxed.
"Can I have another?"
*****
Piper stared at the front page. It was still there. She didn't know what her problem was, but she couldn't help it. She wanted to know, but she couldn't push herself to do it.
Piper bent down and picked up Phoebe's article from the floor.
"Local College, Local Art." Piper read. "Now that sounds safe."
*****
Prue held the cigarette out and Maddie lunged for it, but Prue pulled away and Maddie missed. Maddie half-screamed in frustration.
"Are you going to tell us more?" Prue asked.
"Anything!" Maddie said. "Just give me the cigarette!"
Prue handed Maddie the cigarette and she lit it hurriedly. She took a drag and sighed contentedly and closed her eyes.
"What's going to happen next?" Prue asked.
"They're going to attack six more." Maddie said with an odd smile on her face. She opened one eye and looked at Prue and Phoebe. "They're telling me you know. Right now."
"How?" Phoebe asked.
"They take the witches from the streets and homes." Maddie said, both her eyes closed again. "Then they choose a spot and do the ritual."
"Where is it going to happen?" Prue asked. Maddie opened her eyes.
"They shut up."
*****
Piper cut out Phoebe's article and hung it on the fridge. She smiled then looked at the clock on the microwave. Time for the afternoon paper.
Piper walked by the dining room and stopped. She stared at the front page, then walked to the door. She opened it and picked up the paper. She shut the door and opened the paper. The headline made her breath catch in her throat: Murderer Of Twelve Still Missing.
Piper finally got her breath and read the lower headline: Police Still Baffled.
Piper dropped the paper and stared at it. Then she ran into the kitchen.
*****
"Make them talk to you!" Prue said.
"I can't make them do anything." Maddie said and put her hand out for a cigarette. "They talk when they talk. It's not my fault if they shut up."
"You aren't getting another cigarette." Prue said.
"What?" Maddie yelled. "I told you! Give me another!"
Phoebe took a cigarette from the box and held it out to Maddie.
"Tell us why you hate witches."
*****
Prue unlocked the door and walked inside. Phoebe followed. They spent two hours and three packs of cigarettes trying to get Maddie to talk.
"She really is crazy." Phoebe said as she took off her jacket. "It's not just the demons. She's a real nutjob."
"Yeah." Prue said and walked forward, but she heard a crinkling noise and looked down. She was stepping on the afternoon paper. She bent down and picked it up. She read the headline then tossed it on the dining room table as she walked by.
