"Mom what happened in there? Why did everyone freeze?"
"That must be your power Patty. You are able to free people. It is about time that you find out."
"I am able to do what!"
"Patty, you're a witch. I am not sure why your powers were activated without the incantation, but the fact it that they--"
"Mom, what exactly would cause my powers to be activated?"
"There is an incantation--a spell."
"In that big book in the attic?"
"How did you get up there? The door is locked."
"I went in last night. The door was wide open."
Penny thought back to here activities the night before. She had been looking through the Book of Shadows in the attic and the doorbell rang. Penny had been waiting for a package so she ran down to answer the door in hopes that it had finally arrived. When she swung the door open there was no one in site, but an envelope sat on the stairs.
"Oh, I forgot. I left it open when I went to the door, but I thought you were asleep."
"What came?"
"This." Penny picked up a sealed envelope and handed it to Patty. "Sorry, I saw it was addressed to you but with everything that was going on today I forgot about it."
Patty stuck the envelope in her shirt pocket.
"Patty, I need to know what you did up there."
"I just looked at the book that was on the pedestal. There was a neat poem on the page and I read it. I don't even remember what it was about. I heard you coming and I decided to leave before you caught me."
"Good thing you did. I would have been very upset."
"But you not now?"
"The situation has changed, and now you have every right to be up there as I do. You're a witch. It is about time that you learn your secret heritage."
"And the rest of our family?"
"As far back as I can remember. Malinda Warren was the first American witch in our family, and she was burned at the stake. The Book of Shadows tells a lot about her"
"The Book of what?"
"The book that you were looking at the other night. It is called the Book of Shadows. It is a witch's greatest tool. It has been added to by every witch in our family line."
"Sort of like a diary."
"Actually, yes."
"Why don't we go and look at it, and find out what exactly you read."
* * *
Phoebe's vision haunted her all day. She knew that whatever she saw was impossible, but still her visions were serious.
She sat down on her bed. At least it was still her bed last time she checked. The thought of her vision coming true was one of her greatest fears, and Phoebe didn't have many.
Maybe I should ask Piper. I guess could go and see if there are any signs of my vision coming true. It couldn't hurt.
Phoebe walked over to her door and put her hand on the doorknob. She turned and took a last look at her room. It might be the last time that this is actually mine. Quit it, Phoebe! There is no way that it is going to happen. Maybe I should tell them, just so it won't.
Phoebe walked down the hall looking the all the open doors. It looked like she was the only one who had gone to be early.
As she started down the stairs she placed her hand on the railing.
She stood in the front room with her two sisters. Her sisters were yelling and glaring at her. She could feel the anger in their voices. Then suddenly a dagger fell out of someone's waistband and on to the floor. A hand reached out and picked it up. They aimed it toward her body and prepared attacked.
Phoebe could see herself lying on the floor next to were Prue and Piper where standing. A pool of blood was forming on the floor. Phoebe, almost unconscious, struggled for every breath of air, but there was no hope.
Then the vision ended. Okay, now there is something that I have to tell my sisters. This one can't wait. The thought of her two sisters dead was even worse than having her two sisters disown her. I have to tell them now. I have to tell them everything.
* * *
Piper sat on the stairs that led to the front door of the Victorian manor that the Halliwell sisters called home. It had been left to them in the grandmother's Will. Grams had died a few years ago of a heart attack. Thanks to her work getting the sisters together, the bond that they had been lacking previously in their life was able to form.
Seeing Leo was such a wonderful thing. It happened so infrequently. It seemed like the higher powers that worked in their magical lives didn't understand how lonely a mortal witch can get. I wish that they would understand that we need time together. It was a dream that she had often ever since she had met her Whitelighter husband.
The door slowly creaked open. Phoebe snuck her head out to see if she thought that she would be welcome.
"Hello?" Phoebe looked at Piper, trying to see if her sister was going to be willing to talk. What she needed to share with her older sister was important, but sometimes sister matters ranked higher. Still she knew what their obligation was to. She and her sisters were dedicated to saving the innocence of those who lived in the world.
"What do you want?" Phoebe could tell by the tone of her voice that she didn't want to talk.
"What's wrong?" Phoebe asked, trying to improve her sister's mood.
"Nothing that you would understand."
"Try me."
"You have the love of your life right inside that house, right inside your bedroom. It isn't like you have gone without seeing your soul mate for weeks."
"Have you forgotten who you are talking to?" Phoebe looked at Piper remembering the extremely long periods of time that she had gone without Cole. A lot of those hours were spent wondering if he was still alive or not. So many times, it seemed that he had been caught and was gone for good. Oh well, it isn't a time to argue.
"I know hon, but you knew what you were getting into when you married him."
"I just didn't think it would be this hard. He leaves saying that he'll be back in a moment, and finally three days later he shows up just to say that he'll see me in a week! I did know what was going to happen when they finally let us be together, but at the time I was just thankful that I was going to be able to spend my life with the one person who I love and who loves me."
"I hate to interrupt your self pity, but have you seen Prue? We need to talk about something important."
"What? Did your love shimmer off to his old friends?" Piper looked mad. Phoebe knew she could had handled the situation a little differently, with a little more tact, but remember the site of seeing her sisters and herself lying on the floor dying in their own blood was the only thing that she could think about. "I think she is still in the attic looking for the demon that Leo was talking about."
"We need to find her! NOW!"
"The only way I am going to go back up in that attic is if something is about to--" At that moment Piper realized the stupidity of her question. Her sister must know something, and something important, or she wouldn't be throwing such a hissy fit. "What's wrong?"
"I rather wait be with Prue first. This isn't something that I want to tell twice."
"Is it that bad?"
"You could say that!"
* * *
"This is the one." Patty had opened the large leather bound book and it opened to the page that she had read from the night before.
"I need to see it." Penny motioned for her daughter to step aside. "I must have left the book open to this page when you came in."
"Why were you looking at?"
"Because I knew that it was time for you to inherited your powers, but I have been having a hard time telling you."
"What's so hard about telling me?"
"When a witches powers are activated they make themselves open to attack."
"Attack from who?"
"Demons."
"Demons. My mother has officially gone crazy."
"I'm serious."
"So we are witches and our guy friends are warlocks."
"No!!! Never be a friend with a warlock. They were witches, but they betrayed our creed. They are the enemy. All they want to do is kill witches and take their powers."
"Take their--powers?"
"Yes. Your power."
"Oh, are you telling me that someone would kill me in order to be able to freeze people."
"Yes, and there is another reason."
"And what is that."
"We are a very important family. Our family is a very dangerous one in the world of evil."
"Why?"
"Because your children are going to be the most powerful witches of all time."
"How do you know that?"
"I have always known."
"When will I--"
"Honey, that part of your life hasn't been written. You have to fall in love with someone first, and the children will come when the time is right."
* * *
The door flew open from the force that Phoebe placed on it with her leg. After her last vision she didn't want to trigger another one.
Prue stood in the middle of the room reading a large, leather bound book. Her eyes quickly diverted from the Book of Shadows she had been steering at. Prue glared at the door and trough the objects she saw down the flight of stairs that led to the attic.
"Hey!" Phoebe yelled back at her. "Don't you look to see who you are throwing across the room anymore?"
"Since when do you kick the door open? I had no idea who you were. Are far as I knew you could have been Belthazore!"
"Hey! What wrong with Cole?" Phoebe shot back.
"Nothing when he is Cole. It is the Belthazore half that bothers me." Prue responded. "I hate to change the subject, but why are you guys back up here? Did you decide to go back to work on the wild goose chase?"
"Well, I don't know. I do know that we are in trouble. Someone is going to--" Phoebe's eyes rolled back in her head. She began to sway and back and forth. Her head slumped to her chest, and she fell to the floor.
"Phoebe? What's wrong?" Piper and Prue shook their sister, but still she didn't respond. There were only two things they could do. Either they could go to the hospital or call Leo, but in their line of work going to the hospital just wasn't a choice.
"Leo! Leo! Help us!"
February 14, 2000
Dear Diary,
It seems like my life isn't mine anymore, and that is all there is to it. I remember the days when I had freedom, when I made choices because they felt right, but now everything has changed.
I spend my free time fighting off evil. I don't ever remember volunteering for this job, but the higher powers seem to believe that I did.
All I want in life is to love Leo, the way that a man and woman should be able to do, but instead I am left playing hide and seek with him to make sure that no one finds out. It's Valentines Day for Heaven's sake! Lovers should be able to spend it together. But no! Not me and Leo. For some reason I thought that would different when we got married.
Will it ever change? Will I be allowed to hold his hand in mine and call him my husband, or am I condemned to this childish behavior.
All I want is happiness. Is that too much to ask?
Piper
"That must be your power Patty. You are able to free people. It is about time that you find out."
"I am able to do what!"
"Patty, you're a witch. I am not sure why your powers were activated without the incantation, but the fact it that they--"
"Mom, what exactly would cause my powers to be activated?"
"There is an incantation--a spell."
"In that big book in the attic?"
"How did you get up there? The door is locked."
"I went in last night. The door was wide open."
Penny thought back to here activities the night before. She had been looking through the Book of Shadows in the attic and the doorbell rang. Penny had been waiting for a package so she ran down to answer the door in hopes that it had finally arrived. When she swung the door open there was no one in site, but an envelope sat on the stairs.
"Oh, I forgot. I left it open when I went to the door, but I thought you were asleep."
"What came?"
"This." Penny picked up a sealed envelope and handed it to Patty. "Sorry, I saw it was addressed to you but with everything that was going on today I forgot about it."
Patty stuck the envelope in her shirt pocket.
"Patty, I need to know what you did up there."
"I just looked at the book that was on the pedestal. There was a neat poem on the page and I read it. I don't even remember what it was about. I heard you coming and I decided to leave before you caught me."
"Good thing you did. I would have been very upset."
"But you not now?"
"The situation has changed, and now you have every right to be up there as I do. You're a witch. It is about time that you learn your secret heritage."
"And the rest of our family?"
"As far back as I can remember. Malinda Warren was the first American witch in our family, and she was burned at the stake. The Book of Shadows tells a lot about her"
"The Book of what?"
"The book that you were looking at the other night. It is called the Book of Shadows. It is a witch's greatest tool. It has been added to by every witch in our family line."
"Sort of like a diary."
"Actually, yes."
"Why don't we go and look at it, and find out what exactly you read."
* * *
Phoebe's vision haunted her all day. She knew that whatever she saw was impossible, but still her visions were serious.
She sat down on her bed. At least it was still her bed last time she checked. The thought of her vision coming true was one of her greatest fears, and Phoebe didn't have many.
Maybe I should ask Piper. I guess could go and see if there are any signs of my vision coming true. It couldn't hurt.
Phoebe walked over to her door and put her hand on the doorknob. She turned and took a last look at her room. It might be the last time that this is actually mine. Quit it, Phoebe! There is no way that it is going to happen. Maybe I should tell them, just so it won't.
Phoebe walked down the hall looking the all the open doors. It looked like she was the only one who had gone to be early.
As she started down the stairs she placed her hand on the railing.
She stood in the front room with her two sisters. Her sisters were yelling and glaring at her. She could feel the anger in their voices. Then suddenly a dagger fell out of someone's waistband and on to the floor. A hand reached out and picked it up. They aimed it toward her body and prepared attacked.
Phoebe could see herself lying on the floor next to were Prue and Piper where standing. A pool of blood was forming on the floor. Phoebe, almost unconscious, struggled for every breath of air, but there was no hope.
Then the vision ended. Okay, now there is something that I have to tell my sisters. This one can't wait. The thought of her two sisters dead was even worse than having her two sisters disown her. I have to tell them now. I have to tell them everything.
* * *
Piper sat on the stairs that led to the front door of the Victorian manor that the Halliwell sisters called home. It had been left to them in the grandmother's Will. Grams had died a few years ago of a heart attack. Thanks to her work getting the sisters together, the bond that they had been lacking previously in their life was able to form.
Seeing Leo was such a wonderful thing. It happened so infrequently. It seemed like the higher powers that worked in their magical lives didn't understand how lonely a mortal witch can get. I wish that they would understand that we need time together. It was a dream that she had often ever since she had met her Whitelighter husband.
The door slowly creaked open. Phoebe snuck her head out to see if she thought that she would be welcome.
"Hello?" Phoebe looked at Piper, trying to see if her sister was going to be willing to talk. What she needed to share with her older sister was important, but sometimes sister matters ranked higher. Still she knew what their obligation was to. She and her sisters were dedicated to saving the innocence of those who lived in the world.
"What do you want?" Phoebe could tell by the tone of her voice that she didn't want to talk.
"What's wrong?" Phoebe asked, trying to improve her sister's mood.
"Nothing that you would understand."
"Try me."
"You have the love of your life right inside that house, right inside your bedroom. It isn't like you have gone without seeing your soul mate for weeks."
"Have you forgotten who you are talking to?" Phoebe looked at Piper remembering the extremely long periods of time that she had gone without Cole. A lot of those hours were spent wondering if he was still alive or not. So many times, it seemed that he had been caught and was gone for good. Oh well, it isn't a time to argue.
"I know hon, but you knew what you were getting into when you married him."
"I just didn't think it would be this hard. He leaves saying that he'll be back in a moment, and finally three days later he shows up just to say that he'll see me in a week! I did know what was going to happen when they finally let us be together, but at the time I was just thankful that I was going to be able to spend my life with the one person who I love and who loves me."
"I hate to interrupt your self pity, but have you seen Prue? We need to talk about something important."
"What? Did your love shimmer off to his old friends?" Piper looked mad. Phoebe knew she could had handled the situation a little differently, with a little more tact, but remember the site of seeing her sisters and herself lying on the floor dying in their own blood was the only thing that she could think about. "I think she is still in the attic looking for the demon that Leo was talking about."
"We need to find her! NOW!"
"The only way I am going to go back up in that attic is if something is about to--" At that moment Piper realized the stupidity of her question. Her sister must know something, and something important, or she wouldn't be throwing such a hissy fit. "What's wrong?"
"I rather wait be with Prue first. This isn't something that I want to tell twice."
"Is it that bad?"
"You could say that!"
* * *
"This is the one." Patty had opened the large leather bound book and it opened to the page that she had read from the night before.
"I need to see it." Penny motioned for her daughter to step aside. "I must have left the book open to this page when you came in."
"Why were you looking at?"
"Because I knew that it was time for you to inherited your powers, but I have been having a hard time telling you."
"What's so hard about telling me?"
"When a witches powers are activated they make themselves open to attack."
"Attack from who?"
"Demons."
"Demons. My mother has officially gone crazy."
"I'm serious."
"So we are witches and our guy friends are warlocks."
"No!!! Never be a friend with a warlock. They were witches, but they betrayed our creed. They are the enemy. All they want to do is kill witches and take their powers."
"Take their--powers?"
"Yes. Your power."
"Oh, are you telling me that someone would kill me in order to be able to freeze people."
"Yes, and there is another reason."
"And what is that."
"We are a very important family. Our family is a very dangerous one in the world of evil."
"Why?"
"Because your children are going to be the most powerful witches of all time."
"How do you know that?"
"I have always known."
"When will I--"
"Honey, that part of your life hasn't been written. You have to fall in love with someone first, and the children will come when the time is right."
* * *
The door flew open from the force that Phoebe placed on it with her leg. After her last vision she didn't want to trigger another one.
Prue stood in the middle of the room reading a large, leather bound book. Her eyes quickly diverted from the Book of Shadows she had been steering at. Prue glared at the door and trough the objects she saw down the flight of stairs that led to the attic.
"Hey!" Phoebe yelled back at her. "Don't you look to see who you are throwing across the room anymore?"
"Since when do you kick the door open? I had no idea who you were. Are far as I knew you could have been Belthazore!"
"Hey! What wrong with Cole?" Phoebe shot back.
"Nothing when he is Cole. It is the Belthazore half that bothers me." Prue responded. "I hate to change the subject, but why are you guys back up here? Did you decide to go back to work on the wild goose chase?"
"Well, I don't know. I do know that we are in trouble. Someone is going to--" Phoebe's eyes rolled back in her head. She began to sway and back and forth. Her head slumped to her chest, and she fell to the floor.
"Phoebe? What's wrong?" Piper and Prue shook their sister, but still she didn't respond. There were only two things they could do. Either they could go to the hospital or call Leo, but in their line of work going to the hospital just wasn't a choice.
"Leo! Leo! Help us!"
February 14, 2000
Dear Diary,
It seems like my life isn't mine anymore, and that is all there is to it. I remember the days when I had freedom, when I made choices because they felt right, but now everything has changed.
I spend my free time fighting off evil. I don't ever remember volunteering for this job, but the higher powers seem to believe that I did.
All I want in life is to love Leo, the way that a man and woman should be able to do, but instead I am left playing hide and seek with him to make sure that no one finds out. It's Valentines Day for Heaven's sake! Lovers should be able to spend it together. But no! Not me and Leo. For some reason I thought that would different when we got married.
Will it ever change? Will I be allowed to hold his hand in mine and call him my husband, or am I condemned to this childish behavior.
All I want is happiness. Is that too much to ask?
Piper
