The door swung open, and Phoebe stood in the door jam looking at her hansom man.
"Sorry about that," she began. "I think that Leo sent us on a wild goose chase."
"I thought you were helping your sisters."
"I gave up, but they are still up there going in circles. I swear they need to learn that sometimes you just have to take a break."
Cole sat in silence. He didn't want to get involved in what was turning out to be a sisterly affair. After all Phoebe looked like she had already gone threw enough worrying about her wonderful new spell already.
"Why don't we start where we left off?" Phoebe gazed into Cole's eyes. She felt her body become overwhelmed with emotion. The effect that Cole had over her was amazing. She sat down on his lap and looked into his eyes. The demon she had fallen in love with had so much power over her, but when it came to matters of bad and good she knew what was right.
Her arms longed to touch him. Slowly she knelled down onto her bed and reached up to place her hands on his face, and then she was overcome with panic. Suddenly a vision appeared to her.
She stood on the stairway looking at her sisters who were in the front room. They were yelling at her. She felt unwanted and unloved, the way that she had felt before the bond of the Power of Three had become what it was today. She ran up to her room. It wasn't hers. Someone else had taken her place in her family. She ran back to the stairway and Piper and Prue and someone else pulled her down the stairs and pushed her out the front door. She fell down the stairs and looked up in time to see the large wooden front doors slam shut.
Then as quickly as it had begun, it ended. She looked up at Cole fighting back the headache that her visions often caused.
"What's wrong?" he asked concerned.
"I don't know, but something is wrong, really wrong."
* * *
"There is no one to use this spell on! Give it up!" Prue yelled at Piper. "I don't know what she was thinking, whoever led us to this spell, but we have no use for it!"
"They are never wrong," Piper snapped back. "If they showed it to us it was for a reason."
"I don't care! We have been up here for hours and I am tired. We don't even know what we are looking for. This is just a waste of time."
"Leo wouldn't waist our time like this. There has to be a reason." She looked at Prue with the eyes of someone deeply in love.
Leo and her had a relationship that was strong. Leo often was away from Piper for long periods of time, but she would never loose the love that she had for him.
"Let's go find Phoebe and find something to eat." Piper finally decided.
"Are you sure that we want to bust in on Phoebe again?" Prue asked Piper trying to hold her laughter back.
"I see your point," Piper answered. "I think she'll join us if she gets hungry. Lets go. I'll cook."
They left the attic, leaving the Book of Shadows on the floor. It was still opened to the page that contained the spell to tell the truth.
Patty's spirit lingered in the room. She had tried so hard to help her daughters reach the answer that they were seeking. She couldn't tell them what they sought, but she could give them clues.
In the girls rush to find the answer they had overlooked the true message that had been sent to them. When the book had stood still, it was opened to the spell that they had read, but if they had looked further they might have understood the real message they had been sent.
The Charmed Ones, Sisters, Three
Each will be the strongest a witch they can be
Place them together and join the power
Always increasing with every passing hour
So often sought through evil's hand
But never succumb to the devil's land
The first three born shall always be
The ones who set the innocence free.
The page glowed. The knowledge it contained was so great. If only the sisters had seen it. If only they had know what was going on. The page brightened until looking at it was unbearable. But it was still to soon, they wouldn't have understood.
Suddenly the page went dark. The words, one by one, started to disappear. The book was changing. Everyone was unaware of the devastation that was about to accrue. If only the Charmed Ones knew what this really meant. If only they knew what was ahead in their future. If only they knew that they one of them wasn't going to be one of the first three born.
Phoebe, what is it?" Cole asked concerned.
She looked up at him. Tears filled her eyes. She couldn't bare the thought that she may try to harm the ones she loved the most.
"I don't understand," Phoebe was finally able to mutter. "It just didn't seem right."
"What didn't seem right?" Cole always tried to understand what she went through when she had her visions, but it was something he knew that he would have to experience to comprehend.
Phoebe sat on the edge of her unmade bed. She didn't know what to think of the experience she had just had. She looked up into the eyes of her lover that was still seated next to her. A tear slowly rolled down her cheek.
"They don't love me. I mean they didn't love me."
"Who didn't? I love you and that isn't going to change. You sisters love you and--"
"But they didn't. They had replaced me."
"Replaced you? With who?"
"I don't know, but I think that I better keep this quite. Maybe it was just a false alarm." Phoebe new better than what she had just said. She had never had a 'false alarm' before, but she prayed that it was. Her visions often didn't come true because she or her sisters did something to stop the events from ever occurring. That had to be it. It was something that was supposed to occur along time ago. Maybe Prue was planning on getting a roommate before Phoebe moved back, and if she had and Phoebe had come home afterwards maybe she wouldn't be welcome.
Phoebe didn't like the ideas of either event. But still, she knew that it wasn't possible. Of course in a witches life, anything is possible.
* * *
Carissa paced the floor of the room she had claimed in the underworld. It wasn't what she would have called a home in the world she had been raised in, but she had to live with it.
Kevin had been told to leave messages in an old cave not too far out of San Francisco, and he hadn't. Maybe he hasn't had a chance. More like he forgot to. Or he has been caught. How could he be caught? It isn't like he has any powers--well not anymore. When he had dropped the potion on the ground in order to go back in time, he had also lost his powers. It was part of the plan.
Carissa knew that the witches that she was going to be dealing with were powerful. It was possible to sense the power inside of a body, whether good or bad, and this way the treat wasn't there.
But still, why hadn't he sent a message. They had worked so hard to find a way that both of them could communicate with each other by way of writing. He would place the letter in the cave in a plastic container to preserve it and she would retrieve it. Kevin had even gone into the cave and found a place behind a boulder to hide the notes. That way a curious traveler couldn't find it.
Carissa, who was able to travel to different time periods as long as it was the same month and day, would just go back in time and place the note in the same place in the cave before Kevin had been there. When he went to retrieve the note, it would be from the future, though it would be an answer the note that he wrote to his sister in the past.
"I guess no news is good news."
Carissa walked over to her table and looked into the crystal ball that was sitting on it. The crystal ball was Carissa's window into the lives of the Charmed Ones, but she had to be lucky to see something. There were many powers protecting the house, and unless the girls were outside she couldn't see anything.
This time she was lucky. She could see Phoebe in the back yard with a blond headed man. She was saying something about a vision.
Carissa sat down in the chair. She hadn't thought about the possibility of the Charmed Ones' powers running her plan. She had to stop Phoebe's ability to inform others now, before it was too late.
The message of the past and future is clear
But it will stay in the mind of the seer.
Any word to another won't any cause gain
For it will be the beginning of endless pain.
A sleep of death she then partakes
And will not remember the vision when she awakes.
December 22, 1999
Dear Diary,
I know how important my power is for this world, but still the only thing I want for Christmas this year is to be able to forget about my powers. They torment me when I want to be a normal person, and when I need them they seem to have vanished.
I still don't understand why I was the one who had to have the inactive power. What good am I when problems arrive and I don't have a way to fight like Prue and Piper do? Someday, maybe, my powers will grow. Of course I may like the new powers just as much as the old.
Phoebe
"Sorry about that," she began. "I think that Leo sent us on a wild goose chase."
"I thought you were helping your sisters."
"I gave up, but they are still up there going in circles. I swear they need to learn that sometimes you just have to take a break."
Cole sat in silence. He didn't want to get involved in what was turning out to be a sisterly affair. After all Phoebe looked like she had already gone threw enough worrying about her wonderful new spell already.
"Why don't we start where we left off?" Phoebe gazed into Cole's eyes. She felt her body become overwhelmed with emotion. The effect that Cole had over her was amazing. She sat down on his lap and looked into his eyes. The demon she had fallen in love with had so much power over her, but when it came to matters of bad and good she knew what was right.
Her arms longed to touch him. Slowly she knelled down onto her bed and reached up to place her hands on his face, and then she was overcome with panic. Suddenly a vision appeared to her.
She stood on the stairway looking at her sisters who were in the front room. They were yelling at her. She felt unwanted and unloved, the way that she had felt before the bond of the Power of Three had become what it was today. She ran up to her room. It wasn't hers. Someone else had taken her place in her family. She ran back to the stairway and Piper and Prue and someone else pulled her down the stairs and pushed her out the front door. She fell down the stairs and looked up in time to see the large wooden front doors slam shut.
Then as quickly as it had begun, it ended. She looked up at Cole fighting back the headache that her visions often caused.
"What's wrong?" he asked concerned.
"I don't know, but something is wrong, really wrong."
* * *
"There is no one to use this spell on! Give it up!" Prue yelled at Piper. "I don't know what she was thinking, whoever led us to this spell, but we have no use for it!"
"They are never wrong," Piper snapped back. "If they showed it to us it was for a reason."
"I don't care! We have been up here for hours and I am tired. We don't even know what we are looking for. This is just a waste of time."
"Leo wouldn't waist our time like this. There has to be a reason." She looked at Prue with the eyes of someone deeply in love.
Leo and her had a relationship that was strong. Leo often was away from Piper for long periods of time, but she would never loose the love that she had for him.
"Let's go find Phoebe and find something to eat." Piper finally decided.
"Are you sure that we want to bust in on Phoebe again?" Prue asked Piper trying to hold her laughter back.
"I see your point," Piper answered. "I think she'll join us if she gets hungry. Lets go. I'll cook."
They left the attic, leaving the Book of Shadows on the floor. It was still opened to the page that contained the spell to tell the truth.
Patty's spirit lingered in the room. She had tried so hard to help her daughters reach the answer that they were seeking. She couldn't tell them what they sought, but she could give them clues.
In the girls rush to find the answer they had overlooked the true message that had been sent to them. When the book had stood still, it was opened to the spell that they had read, but if they had looked further they might have understood the real message they had been sent.
The Charmed Ones, Sisters, Three
Each will be the strongest a witch they can be
Place them together and join the power
Always increasing with every passing hour
So often sought through evil's hand
But never succumb to the devil's land
The first three born shall always be
The ones who set the innocence free.
The page glowed. The knowledge it contained was so great. If only the sisters had seen it. If only they had know what was going on. The page brightened until looking at it was unbearable. But it was still to soon, they wouldn't have understood.
Suddenly the page went dark. The words, one by one, started to disappear. The book was changing. Everyone was unaware of the devastation that was about to accrue. If only the Charmed Ones knew what this really meant. If only they knew what was ahead in their future. If only they knew that they one of them wasn't going to be one of the first three born.
Phoebe, what is it?" Cole asked concerned.
She looked up at him. Tears filled her eyes. She couldn't bare the thought that she may try to harm the ones she loved the most.
"I don't understand," Phoebe was finally able to mutter. "It just didn't seem right."
"What didn't seem right?" Cole always tried to understand what she went through when she had her visions, but it was something he knew that he would have to experience to comprehend.
Phoebe sat on the edge of her unmade bed. She didn't know what to think of the experience she had just had. She looked up into the eyes of her lover that was still seated next to her. A tear slowly rolled down her cheek.
"They don't love me. I mean they didn't love me."
"Who didn't? I love you and that isn't going to change. You sisters love you and--"
"But they didn't. They had replaced me."
"Replaced you? With who?"
"I don't know, but I think that I better keep this quite. Maybe it was just a false alarm." Phoebe new better than what she had just said. She had never had a 'false alarm' before, but she prayed that it was. Her visions often didn't come true because she or her sisters did something to stop the events from ever occurring. That had to be it. It was something that was supposed to occur along time ago. Maybe Prue was planning on getting a roommate before Phoebe moved back, and if she had and Phoebe had come home afterwards maybe she wouldn't be welcome.
Phoebe didn't like the ideas of either event. But still, she knew that it wasn't possible. Of course in a witches life, anything is possible.
* * *
Carissa paced the floor of the room she had claimed in the underworld. It wasn't what she would have called a home in the world she had been raised in, but she had to live with it.
Kevin had been told to leave messages in an old cave not too far out of San Francisco, and he hadn't. Maybe he hasn't had a chance. More like he forgot to. Or he has been caught. How could he be caught? It isn't like he has any powers--well not anymore. When he had dropped the potion on the ground in order to go back in time, he had also lost his powers. It was part of the plan.
Carissa knew that the witches that she was going to be dealing with were powerful. It was possible to sense the power inside of a body, whether good or bad, and this way the treat wasn't there.
But still, why hadn't he sent a message. They had worked so hard to find a way that both of them could communicate with each other by way of writing. He would place the letter in the cave in a plastic container to preserve it and she would retrieve it. Kevin had even gone into the cave and found a place behind a boulder to hide the notes. That way a curious traveler couldn't find it.
Carissa, who was able to travel to different time periods as long as it was the same month and day, would just go back in time and place the note in the same place in the cave before Kevin had been there. When he went to retrieve the note, it would be from the future, though it would be an answer the note that he wrote to his sister in the past.
"I guess no news is good news."
Carissa walked over to her table and looked into the crystal ball that was sitting on it. The crystal ball was Carissa's window into the lives of the Charmed Ones, but she had to be lucky to see something. There were many powers protecting the house, and unless the girls were outside she couldn't see anything.
This time she was lucky. She could see Phoebe in the back yard with a blond headed man. She was saying something about a vision.
Carissa sat down in the chair. She hadn't thought about the possibility of the Charmed Ones' powers running her plan. She had to stop Phoebe's ability to inform others now, before it was too late.
The message of the past and future is clear
But it will stay in the mind of the seer.
Any word to another won't any cause gain
For it will be the beginning of endless pain.
A sleep of death she then partakes
And will not remember the vision when she awakes.
December 22, 1999
Dear Diary,
I know how important my power is for this world, but still the only thing I want for Christmas this year is to be able to forget about my powers. They torment me when I want to be a normal person, and when I need them they seem to have vanished.
I still don't understand why I was the one who had to have the inactive power. What good am I when problems arrive and I don't have a way to fight like Prue and Piper do? Someday, maybe, my powers will grow. Of course I may like the new powers just as much as the old.
Phoebe
