Darryl walked over to the sisters and looked at them.

"It doesn't look good that you were chatting with the dead girl." Darryl said.

"Her name was Maddie." Prue said. Darryl sighed.

"The seven guys are claiming they were possessed by a demon." Darryl said.

"They weren't." Piper said. "They were working voluntarily with him."

"And where is the demon?" Darryl asked.

"Please." Phoebe said. "He met the Charmed Ones. He's vanquished."

"Are you all okay?" Darryl asked.

"We're fine." Prue said. "Except for a little electrocution and being knocked unconscious that is."

"Listen, the papers are going to want to know how you got out." Darryl said. "The other girls have already said you saved them. Just don't say anything."

"How about we say that we were in the grip of death when Detective Morris rushed to our aid and got the bad guys." Phoebe said.

"You do whatever you want." Darryl said, then walked away. But he did mumble to himself, "You do anyway."

"Speaking of the paper," Piper said. "I figured out why I was so creeped."

"You were creeped?" Prue asked.

"You never told us of any creepy feelings." Phoebe said.

"I know." Piper said. "I would have, but you both were dealing with the issue. Anyway, I couldn't even read the paper. It was like I didn't want it to be real. I figured out a little late that I was getting witch intuition."

"Well, at least we're all safe." Phoebe said.

Prue was the only one that noticed the police and medical workers wheel Maddie's sheet covered body out of the woods and into an ambulance.

"Yeah." Prue said quietly. "We're all safe."

THE END

A/N: So, this will be my last new fic for a while. I just need a break from all this.