Chapter 2
"Sweet Revenge"



Phoebe walked toward a middle-aged woman sitting down behind a counter.
"Excuse me?"
The woman's head popped up.
"Oh, hello. How may I help you?"
"Um yeah. I'm Phoebe Halliwell and this is my boyf...fiancé Cole Turner. We're looking to buy wedding rings."
The woman's face suddenly brightened up, but in her eyes Phoebe saw something a bit dark, almost evil.
"Ah yes I've been expe...um waiting for some customers all day. Please follow me, I think I have the perfect rings."
Phoebe tugged on Cole's jacket and they walked to the woman.
"Right here."
The woman picked up two beautiful rings.
"These rings used to belong to a very well known couple back in the 1950s."
Phoebe picked up on of the rings and immediately had a premonition.


A couple was running down a dark alley. The man stopped and called for the woman to stop too, but she kept going. He went running after her, shouting for her to stop. Then about two police cars stopped right in front of the woman. One of the officers got out of the car and walked toward the woman. Then the man ran up to the woman and pulled out a gun. He pointed it at the officer and it seemed as if the two were having a verbal argument. Then the man pulled the trigger and killed the officer. As soon as the bullet hit the officer, two other officers pulled out guns and shot down the man and his wife.

The woman, trying to sound concerned, asked if Phoebe was okay. She bent down next to Cole, since Phoebe had fallen.
"Is she okay?"
"Yeah, she just um...she had some bad food for lunch I guess."
Cole picked up Phoebe's head and started to push back some hair.
"Phoebe, Phoebe? Phoebe!"
Then Phoebe shot up and looked around. The woman jumped back startled.
"What is going on?"
Phoebe turned her head to the woman.
"The couple, they were killed."
The woman looked around, nervous.
"Um...yes. They were..."
Phoebe looked down and finished.
"...shot down by the police"
"Yes. I guess you don't want the rings anymore then?"
"Oh no we'll take them!"
Cole looked down at Phoebe confused and pulled her aside.
"Phoebe, what are you doing?"
"What do you mean?"
"Ha, Phoebe people *died* wearing those rings, they could be haunt..."
*Phoebe cuts in*
"Cole, I understand your concern, but I wouldn't have gotten that premonition if I, I mean we, aren't supposed to do anything about it."
"Phoebe those people are dead!"
"But Cole, what if they want us to help."
"Phoebe, I don't think now is the time to..."
*The woman interrupts*
"Uh, em."
Phoebe and Cole looked up to see the woman tapping her foot with a confused and angry look on her face. Then Cole looked back down at Phoebe and mouthed something to her and she mouthed a reply and then looked back up at the woman.
"Uh, sorry. We were uh...just um, discussing."
"I see that. Now will you or will you not be taking the rings?"
"Yes."
"Alright then follow me."
Phoebe followed the woman back to the counter.
"Okay, that would be $569.78 for both rings."
Phoebe turned back to see Cole. She beckoned him with her hand then with her voice.
"Cole! *whispers* get over here!"
Cole wouldn't move so she turned back to the woman.
"Uh...one second."
The woman's eyes looked at Phoebe with disgust as she walked over to Cole.
"Um...Cole, hunny *talks a bit faster* what are you doing!?"
"I'm not going to buy some dead people's rings. Phoebe for all we know, we could end up dead."
Phoebe looked up at Cole with sad eyes. The sad eyes that made his heart melt every time he saw them and he's been seeing them a lot on account of Prue's death.
"Please?"
"Fine?"
Cole started walking to the counter.
"Here."
He handed a woman his credit card and she handed it back with a receipt and the rings.
"It was nice doing business with you but I must be on my way."
The woman hastily gathered her things and went into the back room.
Phoebe looked at Cole and then at the back room.
"Gee, what was her hurry?"
"I don't know, but we should get going to."
Cole took Phoebe's hand and they left the store.

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"But Piper..."
"Paige, you know, I just can't right now."
"Oh so you're too busy for our 'work'?"
"No, it's just...yeah I'm too busy."
Piper walked around the kitchen, gathering some of her things.
"Piper, it's not like it'll take forever."
"Yeah, I know, but I have to make sure that everything's gonna be perfect for the executive banquet...whatever. If it isn't I'll probably never get another party for the club."
Piper walked past Paige and into the foyer, then to the door. Paige follows.
"Piper don't go! You have to help me!"
"Paige, he was just some old guy. Old people do die when they have to...die. Old people die Paige!"
"Yeah, but it's not everyday that I get a 'witchy' feeling when an old guy dies. And plus I was there, maybe I was meant to help in some way."
"Ugh! Paige I don't have time. You don't need my help."
"I don't? But you told me never to do a spell by myself."
"Forget what I told you. You're experienced enough. Go, go do whatever, I have to leave!"
Piper closed the door and Paige ran upstairs to the attic.

Paige had been flipping through the book when Cole and Phoebe walked in.
Phoebe walked to Paige.
"What are you doing?"
"Uh...I'm just studying. Piper's giving me another quiz."
"Oh, oh. Stu..."
*doorbell rings*
"Uh I'll go get that. Cole, c'mon. Paige can you take care of these rings for me?"
"Uh yeah, sure I guess."
"Thanks."
Phoebe went to get the door, Cole followed.
"Ugh, were is that damn spell! Hmmm...maybe all I need is some help. No where is that spell that Piper used to call mom?"
Paige flipped the pages.
"Ah, here it is."
She stood up and started reciting the spell. What Paige didn't know is that she had the wrong spell.


Spirit from the other side
Cross now the Great Divide
Come to me, I summon thee
Make yourself known to me
With my power I will see your face
And the world around you will embrace...

When Paige finished the spell, instead of her mother, the two spirits accidentally summoned by the Source entered the rings sitting on the table. Paige plopped back down thinking the spell didn't work.

Tbc...
Please review. P.S I'm not good with negativity.