A/N: I would be posting faster, but FFN is being screwy.
Prue and Piper were laughing as they turned the corner to the manor, but they're laughter stopped when they saw the mass of ambulances and police surrounding the manor. They looked at each other and Prue parked the SUV on the other side of the street, then they rushed over to the manor.
"What's going on?" Piper asked.
"Ma'am, please stay back." An officer said.
"This is my house!" Piper exclaimed and raked a hand through her hair.
Darryl walked out of the house, looking quite upset. When he saw Prue and Piper, he went over to them.
"What's wrong?" Piper asked. "What happened?"
"Leo..." Darryl choked out. "We got the call and... it was... he's..."
"No." Piper said. "No. No."
"I'm sorry." Darryl said. "I wish we would've gotten here sooner. I..."
Darryl stopped talking. He just sat down on the curb and buried his face in his hands. When Piper saw the stretcher being rolled from the manor, she turned to Prue and held onto her for dear life.
Prue held Piper, but watched as the medics put the stretcher into the ambulance and shut the doors. They sadly walked to the front and got in the ambulance.
Darryl pulled himself together long enough to stand up and address the police.
"We've got everything." He said loudly. "Just... just get out of here."
After a few minutes, everyone but Darryl had cleared out.
"Where do you want to go?" Prue asked Piper quietly.
"Not in there." Piper said, still hysterical. "Not in there."
"You can come with me." Darryl said. "My wife is visiting her mother. There's - there's plenty of room."
Prue nodded and Darryl helped her take Piper to the SUV. Prue rolled down the window to talk to Darryl.
"Do you know who...?" Prue asked.
"Yeah." Darryl said quietly. "It was - was... Phoebe."
"Oh my God." Prue said and began to cry. She was trying to remain strong for Piper, but after hearing that, it was impossible.
"You, uh, know where the house is." Darryl said, trying to be the strong one. "Whenever you... I'll be waiting."
Prue nodded and Darryl crossed the street. He got into his car, sat for a moment, then drove off.
"I'm going to get some clothes." Prue said to Piper, who was still bawling. "We'll need something to wear."
Prue got out of the car and went into the manor. She shut the door, which the police and medics had carelessly left open, then leaned against it and slowly slid down. She just sat there, crying her eyes out.
After a few minutes, she collected herself and went upstairs. She first went into her room and grabbed a duffle bag. She put some clothes in it, then went to Piper's room. She ducked under the crime scene tape and went into the room. She put some of Piper's clothes into the duffle bag and couldn't help herself.
She looked at the bed and saw that it had been stripped. She figured that the police must have taken everything. Prue noticed a small blood spot on the mattress and quickly left the room.
Once in the foyer, Prue wiped her eyes and took a deep breath. She opened the door, fought herself from looking back, then left the manor.
Once at the car, she threw the duffle bag in the back and got in the front. She looked over at Piper, who was now just staring out the window, and started the car.
As Prue pulled out, she realized that Phoebe had finally gotten the revenge she ranted about when they had put her away. Phoebe's damage had been done.
Prue and Piper were laughing as they turned the corner to the manor, but they're laughter stopped when they saw the mass of ambulances and police surrounding the manor. They looked at each other and Prue parked the SUV on the other side of the street, then they rushed over to the manor.
"What's going on?" Piper asked.
"Ma'am, please stay back." An officer said.
"This is my house!" Piper exclaimed and raked a hand through her hair.
Darryl walked out of the house, looking quite upset. When he saw Prue and Piper, he went over to them.
"What's wrong?" Piper asked. "What happened?"
"Leo..." Darryl choked out. "We got the call and... it was... he's..."
"No." Piper said. "No. No."
"I'm sorry." Darryl said. "I wish we would've gotten here sooner. I..."
Darryl stopped talking. He just sat down on the curb and buried his face in his hands. When Piper saw the stretcher being rolled from the manor, she turned to Prue and held onto her for dear life.
Prue held Piper, but watched as the medics put the stretcher into the ambulance and shut the doors. They sadly walked to the front and got in the ambulance.
Darryl pulled himself together long enough to stand up and address the police.
"We've got everything." He said loudly. "Just... just get out of here."
After a few minutes, everyone but Darryl had cleared out.
"Where do you want to go?" Prue asked Piper quietly.
"Not in there." Piper said, still hysterical. "Not in there."
"You can come with me." Darryl said. "My wife is visiting her mother. There's - there's plenty of room."
Prue nodded and Darryl helped her take Piper to the SUV. Prue rolled down the window to talk to Darryl.
"Do you know who...?" Prue asked.
"Yeah." Darryl said quietly. "It was - was... Phoebe."
"Oh my God." Prue said and began to cry. She was trying to remain strong for Piper, but after hearing that, it was impossible.
"You, uh, know where the house is." Darryl said, trying to be the strong one. "Whenever you... I'll be waiting."
Prue nodded and Darryl crossed the street. He got into his car, sat for a moment, then drove off.
"I'm going to get some clothes." Prue said to Piper, who was still bawling. "We'll need something to wear."
Prue got out of the car and went into the manor. She shut the door, which the police and medics had carelessly left open, then leaned against it and slowly slid down. She just sat there, crying her eyes out.
After a few minutes, she collected herself and went upstairs. She first went into her room and grabbed a duffle bag. She put some clothes in it, then went to Piper's room. She ducked under the crime scene tape and went into the room. She put some of Piper's clothes into the duffle bag and couldn't help herself.
She looked at the bed and saw that it had been stripped. She figured that the police must have taken everything. Prue noticed a small blood spot on the mattress and quickly left the room.
Once in the foyer, Prue wiped her eyes and took a deep breath. She opened the door, fought herself from looking back, then left the manor.
Once at the car, she threw the duffle bag in the back and got in the front. She looked over at Piper, who was now just staring out the window, and started the car.
As Prue pulled out, she realized that Phoebe had finally gotten the revenge she ranted about when they had put her away. Phoebe's damage had been done.
