1 "Piper, help."
The voice called me. I faltered-it was Paige's, but she didn't exactly seem the type to win your trust at this point. "I need you, quickly," Paige added.
"That's what they all say, before they try to kill you," I retorted hesitantly. I could almost hear Paige roll her eyes.
"Piper, I don't have much time. I've only gained control for a little bit," Paige answered me, almost in an Ice Queen tone.
"Fine, but I'll have you know I'm fully equipped to blow you up."
"I know."
I made my way to the source of her voice, the second floor. One more door, and I would've reached the attic. Yet it was empty. "Paige?"
"Piper," this voice was definitely troubled, "I need you to do me a favor and not listen to anything I have to say-"
"Where are you?" I asked.
"Piper, it doesn't matter. Whatever you hear from me, to call you, its best that you-" There was a strangled gasp, and I realized Paige and Scarlett must be battling for control of her. "Shut up you little whore, don't you dare ruin this for me!" I heard Paige-or rather Scarlett hiss, not very far from where I was standing. They were in the attic.
"Leo!" I called without intending to or realizing I did so, until my husband orbed in, and he was not alone.
Phoebe was with him, but not in an actual solid form. She was much like the spirits of Grams or Mom when we called upon them.
"Oh, my God, Piper, I was in Heaven, and. I forgot," the last two words were a choked sob. "I forgot. It was so amazing. and. I just forgot."
"What is it Piper?" Leo asked me, his usual white-lighter concern.
"I had an idea-I don't know if its even possible. but. where is Phoebe?" I thought she was gone, ran off to some place for spirits. But then I heard a strangled gasp from Scarlett, who no doubt seen one of her victims come back to life, and I realized where she was.
The voice called me. I faltered-it was Paige's, but she didn't exactly seem the type to win your trust at this point. "I need you, quickly," Paige added.
"That's what they all say, before they try to kill you," I retorted hesitantly. I could almost hear Paige roll her eyes.
"Piper, I don't have much time. I've only gained control for a little bit," Paige answered me, almost in an Ice Queen tone.
"Fine, but I'll have you know I'm fully equipped to blow you up."
"I know."
I made my way to the source of her voice, the second floor. One more door, and I would've reached the attic. Yet it was empty. "Paige?"
"Piper," this voice was definitely troubled, "I need you to do me a favor and not listen to anything I have to say-"
"Where are you?" I asked.
"Piper, it doesn't matter. Whatever you hear from me, to call you, its best that you-" There was a strangled gasp, and I realized Paige and Scarlett must be battling for control of her. "Shut up you little whore, don't you dare ruin this for me!" I heard Paige-or rather Scarlett hiss, not very far from where I was standing. They were in the attic.
"Leo!" I called without intending to or realizing I did so, until my husband orbed in, and he was not alone.
Phoebe was with him, but not in an actual solid form. She was much like the spirits of Grams or Mom when we called upon them.
"Oh, my God, Piper, I was in Heaven, and. I forgot," the last two words were a choked sob. "I forgot. It was so amazing. and. I just forgot."
"What is it Piper?" Leo asked me, his usual white-lighter concern.
"I had an idea-I don't know if its even possible. but. where is Phoebe?" I thought she was gone, ran off to some place for spirits. But then I heard a strangled gasp from Scarlett, who no doubt seen one of her victims come back to life, and I realized where she was.
