H/N: Thanks for the reviews! Here we go!
"Prue?" Piper had to steady herself against Paige in Phoebe, feeling her knees wavering beneath her. "Prue's...your whitelighter?"
"Well, yeah, Aunt Piper. She's been our whitelighter, well, since Brian was born really." Pearl answered, only a tad bit confused my Piper's reaction, as well as Phoebe and Paige's stunned faces. Understandably so, considering that Pearl wasn't there when Prue had died.
"No, Brian, I'm not playing! Come into the living room!" the loud, pleading voice echoed throughout the house.
"Amy! I don't have time for this!" was the masculine reply, right before the male went practically hurling down the stairs and into the living room. After regaining his balance, Brian turned towards Pearl and the 3 Halliwell sisters. His black hair stood out on his head in no less than 2-inch spikes, his brow furrowed above gorgeous sparkling hazel eyes. His handsome, tanned face was covered with a few very small dots of sweat, serving as evidence of his interrupted workout. A black wifebeater clung to his toned, V-shaped frame, a pair of dark, baggy jeans sitting low on his narrow hips.
All paused. Paige, her arms still comfortably around Piper's shoulders, lifted her face towards Brian hopefully. "Brian? My Brian?"
"MOM?!" Brian asked, his eyebrows shooting up his forehead. He jerked his head towards Pearl, then towards Amy, who smugly crossed her arms over her chest. Finally, he directed his shocked gaze back towards his aunts and his mother. "Mom... Amy what did you do?!"
"Me?!" Amy exploded, while at the same time, Pearl shouted, "HA! I told you!"
"Don't even pin this on me, Brian! Talk to your little crazy ass cousin about this one!" Amy accused, pointing a finger towards Pearl.
"Listen, you 2-cent crack wench! If you wouldn't have PUSHED me into the past in the FIRST place, MAYBE we wouldn't find ourselves in this situation! We agreed on no magic, Amy. You shouldn't have cheated." Pearl paused. "And point that thing away from me!"
"ENOUGH!" Phoebe yelled, stepping in between the two girls as they inched closer and closer to pummeling each other. She looked towards Brian. "Are they always like this?"
"What are you talking about? Pearl and Amy have always been at it." Brian responded, a broad grin plastered widely over his face.
"Anyway, we need to talk to someone about this. What to do and how to get them back to their own time." Pearl said, anger forgotten, as was the way of this Halliwell household.
"How to get us back into our time? Can't you just take us back like you brought us here?" Piper asked, just a teensy bit panicked.
For a moment, none of the cousins offered up any sort of explanation. Finally, Pearl heaved a deep breath. "WELL, it's like this. Time rips are very delicate strings of destiny. They simply shouldn't be ripped open and sewn shut with great carelessness. However, one time rip can almost always be opened once a week. Two, like today, is very rare. Three, what it would take to take you back in the past, is unheard of."
"So you're saying that we're stuck in the future?!" Phoebe demanded.
"No, no!" Amy jumped in, holding up her hands in defense. "Not forever. You can go back in a week, maybe two."
"Two weeks out of our normal lives? Oh, wow, you guys should've really through this through." Paige asked, and all eyes turned towards Pearl.
Pearl stared back down all the accusing eyes. "Oh come on, you're *not* going to pin this all on me are you?" Silence was her only response. "Okay, okay. So maybe I got a little caught up in the whole bringing the parents to the future. I thought it would be an interesting experience. And besides, it's not like when we take them back, that we can't just plot them whenever we want. Two weeks will be two seconds."
After a few more moments of silence, Brian nodded in agreement. "She's right, you know. It's not as bad as it seems, and time won't even be missed. Even so, we should have Uncle Leo or Aunt Prue talk it over with the Elders, just in case."
"AUNT PRUE?!" Amy called, looking up towards the ceiling.
"UNCLE LEO!" Pearl soon followed, just as loudly, looking over towards the stairs.
It was only a short pause before two shimmering figures of sparkling blue light formed in the center of the living room, quickly taking the form of Leo, who wore an only slightly-concerned look on his face, and Prue, who appeared the vision of calmness.
"Prue," the word slipped past Piper's mouth as barely a whisper, and a split second later, her and Phoebe had thrown themselves at their older sister, squeezing her tightly and childishly, tears springing to their eyes and falling freely down their cheeks.
"Oh my god, Prue! I can't believe it!" Phoebe cried into Prue's shoulder. Prue 's natural reaction was to be surprised of course, but she comforted both of her sisters, while Paige stood to the side, hands clasped gently in front of her, a small smile on her face. Prue led weeping Piper and Phoebe towards the couch, slowly settling down between them as they clung to her form, heads resting on her shoulders.
"What's going on?" Prue asked, tilting her face towards her nieces and nephews.
"Aunt Prue, we brought them back from the past." Amy said without hesitation.
The realization slowly dawned on Prue. For her, she had already been reunited with her sisters, tears had been spilled, and most of the shock had faded away. For them, it was all too new. They were meeting Prue again for the first time. Prue clutched at her sisters, squeezing them with both of her arms.
"Um, Prue? I'm Paige." Paige offered helpfully, raising up onto her tiptoes in the slightest bit and lowering herself again.
Prue smiled, letting her head fall just slightly to one side. "I know who you are." She unwrapped her arm from Phoebe's shoulder, beckoning to Paige. "Get over here."
Paige's smile grew large on her face and, spreading her own arms, gaze a little skip before rushing over towards Prue, joining in the crowded, 4- person hug.
Leo, a small smile on his face at watching the sisters, finally faced Pearl, Amy, and Brian. "Would you three like to explain to me how this all happened?" His toned was fatherly, though not upset, just gently, as was Leo's way.
"Daddy," Amy started. "It was Pearl's fault and mine. We were fighting and I pushed her through a time rip I opened, and when she came back from the past, she brought them with her."
"Yeah, it's my fault, too," Brian threw in, and all eyes turned towards him.
"How was it your fault, Brian?" Pearl asked, thoroughly confused.
Brian looked sheepish for a moment. "I dunno. I felt kinda left out." This prompted eye rolls and hidden smiles from his cousins, and a mere shake of his head from his Uncle.
"We were wondering if you could talk to the Elders and see what we should do," Pearl continued. "We just figured that we would take them back in a couple weeks, when we can split the time threads again."
"Seems like a good plan, I'll go check on that." Leo nodded, and orbed out in the same flashing blue lights that he had entered with.
As Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige jabbered away on the couch, the three cousins waited patiently for Leo to return, lounging at the kitchen table and sipping at bolba drinks. When he orb back in, they turned up towards him expectantly.
"Well?"
"The news is good, kids." Leo responded right before three heavy sighs of relief. "The Elders are rather proud in fact, that although you royally screwed up," he said with a smile, "you thought the situation through and came up with a decent solution. Good job. They also said that the Piper, Paige, and Phoebe in *this* time will be kept in 'holding', as to avoid the confusion of having two sets of them around."
Pearl, Amy, and Brian exchanged looks of raised eyebrows and proud smirks with each other.
"Thanks Uncle Leo," Pearl said, jumping up from the table.
"Yeah, thanks, daddy." Amy said sweetly.
"Let's go break them the good news," Brian suggested, and the three of them made their way back towards the living room.
H/N: WELL, there goes that chapter. It's getting towards a plot, I promise, it's just kinda difficult setting it all up. Um, I'm starting another fic soon, I believe, but this one will be a Vampire story in the 'Fantasy' category. It's written completely different from any other of the fics I've written, and it's horribly detailed-heavy, so look for that soon, if you're interested. Please review this one and thanks!
"Prue?" Piper had to steady herself against Paige in Phoebe, feeling her knees wavering beneath her. "Prue's...your whitelighter?"
"Well, yeah, Aunt Piper. She's been our whitelighter, well, since Brian was born really." Pearl answered, only a tad bit confused my Piper's reaction, as well as Phoebe and Paige's stunned faces. Understandably so, considering that Pearl wasn't there when Prue had died.
"No, Brian, I'm not playing! Come into the living room!" the loud, pleading voice echoed throughout the house.
"Amy! I don't have time for this!" was the masculine reply, right before the male went practically hurling down the stairs and into the living room. After regaining his balance, Brian turned towards Pearl and the 3 Halliwell sisters. His black hair stood out on his head in no less than 2-inch spikes, his brow furrowed above gorgeous sparkling hazel eyes. His handsome, tanned face was covered with a few very small dots of sweat, serving as evidence of his interrupted workout. A black wifebeater clung to his toned, V-shaped frame, a pair of dark, baggy jeans sitting low on his narrow hips.
All paused. Paige, her arms still comfortably around Piper's shoulders, lifted her face towards Brian hopefully. "Brian? My Brian?"
"MOM?!" Brian asked, his eyebrows shooting up his forehead. He jerked his head towards Pearl, then towards Amy, who smugly crossed her arms over her chest. Finally, he directed his shocked gaze back towards his aunts and his mother. "Mom... Amy what did you do?!"
"Me?!" Amy exploded, while at the same time, Pearl shouted, "HA! I told you!"
"Don't even pin this on me, Brian! Talk to your little crazy ass cousin about this one!" Amy accused, pointing a finger towards Pearl.
"Listen, you 2-cent crack wench! If you wouldn't have PUSHED me into the past in the FIRST place, MAYBE we wouldn't find ourselves in this situation! We agreed on no magic, Amy. You shouldn't have cheated." Pearl paused. "And point that thing away from me!"
"ENOUGH!" Phoebe yelled, stepping in between the two girls as they inched closer and closer to pummeling each other. She looked towards Brian. "Are they always like this?"
"What are you talking about? Pearl and Amy have always been at it." Brian responded, a broad grin plastered widely over his face.
"Anyway, we need to talk to someone about this. What to do and how to get them back to their own time." Pearl said, anger forgotten, as was the way of this Halliwell household.
"How to get us back into our time? Can't you just take us back like you brought us here?" Piper asked, just a teensy bit panicked.
For a moment, none of the cousins offered up any sort of explanation. Finally, Pearl heaved a deep breath. "WELL, it's like this. Time rips are very delicate strings of destiny. They simply shouldn't be ripped open and sewn shut with great carelessness. However, one time rip can almost always be opened once a week. Two, like today, is very rare. Three, what it would take to take you back in the past, is unheard of."
"So you're saying that we're stuck in the future?!" Phoebe demanded.
"No, no!" Amy jumped in, holding up her hands in defense. "Not forever. You can go back in a week, maybe two."
"Two weeks out of our normal lives? Oh, wow, you guys should've really through this through." Paige asked, and all eyes turned towards Pearl.
Pearl stared back down all the accusing eyes. "Oh come on, you're *not* going to pin this all on me are you?" Silence was her only response. "Okay, okay. So maybe I got a little caught up in the whole bringing the parents to the future. I thought it would be an interesting experience. And besides, it's not like when we take them back, that we can't just plot them whenever we want. Two weeks will be two seconds."
After a few more moments of silence, Brian nodded in agreement. "She's right, you know. It's not as bad as it seems, and time won't even be missed. Even so, we should have Uncle Leo or Aunt Prue talk it over with the Elders, just in case."
"AUNT PRUE?!" Amy called, looking up towards the ceiling.
"UNCLE LEO!" Pearl soon followed, just as loudly, looking over towards the stairs.
It was only a short pause before two shimmering figures of sparkling blue light formed in the center of the living room, quickly taking the form of Leo, who wore an only slightly-concerned look on his face, and Prue, who appeared the vision of calmness.
"Prue," the word slipped past Piper's mouth as barely a whisper, and a split second later, her and Phoebe had thrown themselves at their older sister, squeezing her tightly and childishly, tears springing to their eyes and falling freely down their cheeks.
"Oh my god, Prue! I can't believe it!" Phoebe cried into Prue's shoulder. Prue 's natural reaction was to be surprised of course, but she comforted both of her sisters, while Paige stood to the side, hands clasped gently in front of her, a small smile on her face. Prue led weeping Piper and Phoebe towards the couch, slowly settling down between them as they clung to her form, heads resting on her shoulders.
"What's going on?" Prue asked, tilting her face towards her nieces and nephews.
"Aunt Prue, we brought them back from the past." Amy said without hesitation.
The realization slowly dawned on Prue. For her, she had already been reunited with her sisters, tears had been spilled, and most of the shock had faded away. For them, it was all too new. They were meeting Prue again for the first time. Prue clutched at her sisters, squeezing them with both of her arms.
"Um, Prue? I'm Paige." Paige offered helpfully, raising up onto her tiptoes in the slightest bit and lowering herself again.
Prue smiled, letting her head fall just slightly to one side. "I know who you are." She unwrapped her arm from Phoebe's shoulder, beckoning to Paige. "Get over here."
Paige's smile grew large on her face and, spreading her own arms, gaze a little skip before rushing over towards Prue, joining in the crowded, 4- person hug.
Leo, a small smile on his face at watching the sisters, finally faced Pearl, Amy, and Brian. "Would you three like to explain to me how this all happened?" His toned was fatherly, though not upset, just gently, as was Leo's way.
"Daddy," Amy started. "It was Pearl's fault and mine. We were fighting and I pushed her through a time rip I opened, and when she came back from the past, she brought them with her."
"Yeah, it's my fault, too," Brian threw in, and all eyes turned towards him.
"How was it your fault, Brian?" Pearl asked, thoroughly confused.
Brian looked sheepish for a moment. "I dunno. I felt kinda left out." This prompted eye rolls and hidden smiles from his cousins, and a mere shake of his head from his Uncle.
"We were wondering if you could talk to the Elders and see what we should do," Pearl continued. "We just figured that we would take them back in a couple weeks, when we can split the time threads again."
"Seems like a good plan, I'll go check on that." Leo nodded, and orbed out in the same flashing blue lights that he had entered with.
As Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige jabbered away on the couch, the three cousins waited patiently for Leo to return, lounging at the kitchen table and sipping at bolba drinks. When he orb back in, they turned up towards him expectantly.
"Well?"
"The news is good, kids." Leo responded right before three heavy sighs of relief. "The Elders are rather proud in fact, that although you royally screwed up," he said with a smile, "you thought the situation through and came up with a decent solution. Good job. They also said that the Piper, Paige, and Phoebe in *this* time will be kept in 'holding', as to avoid the confusion of having two sets of them around."
Pearl, Amy, and Brian exchanged looks of raised eyebrows and proud smirks with each other.
"Thanks Uncle Leo," Pearl said, jumping up from the table.
"Yeah, thanks, daddy." Amy said sweetly.
"Let's go break them the good news," Brian suggested, and the three of them made their way back towards the living room.
H/N: WELL, there goes that chapter. It's getting towards a plot, I promise, it's just kinda difficult setting it all up. Um, I'm starting another fic soon, I believe, but this one will be a Vampire story in the 'Fantasy' category. It's written completely different from any other of the fics I've written, and it's horribly detailed-heavy, so look for that soon, if you're interested. Please review this one and thanks!