A/N: This chapter's pretty fast-paced, but it's supposed to be. It might seem like BAM! One minute they're one thing, and the next they're another. But you all know how quickly this usually happens hee!
A/N: Yeah especially the part where Piper and Paige are having their bonding session hehe. It's a lot to take in, but you know how fast this thing takes over.
A/N: For the sake of giving it a gender, I made Kit male.
Chapter Nine: It Is Time
Two weeks had passed since Prue's visit. She hadn't been back, but had sent several messages to them via Leo. They were usually the sentimental I love yous but once or twice Leo'd passed on information about Prue's charge - a magical witch by the name of Stephen. He was shaping up to be a powerful one.
"And? Does Prue, you know, like him?" Phoebe asked enthusiastically, wishing she was snuggling into Cole's chest as he held her warmly from behind. God it'd been ages since she'd seen him.
Leo laughed. "Is that all you ever think about?" he teased. Phoebe turned up her nose jokingly and punched him lightly on the arm. "I have no idea," he told her, "but you know, these things happen!"
Phoebe giggled. "And don't we know it! Do you think Prue will have to go through the same fiasco you and Piper went through?"
"Phoebe, we don't even know if anything is going on with them!" Leo said. "And probably not. The Elders seem to favour her a lot."
"Wow! Prue's like, Elder's Pet!"
"Something like that, yeah," Leo grinned. The talk of whitelighters and witches got his thoughts directed onto his own significant other. He would go and see her, but he didn't want to interrupt her bonding session with Paige. As he thought about this, a burst of laughter resounded from the kitchen where they were baking together. He smiled, wondering what they were talking about.
*
"Wouldn't it be funny to just stick this in someone?" Paige giggled as she toyed with the sharp knife before viciously jabbing at the air with it. She punctuated each jab with a sharp "Bam!" for good measure.
Piper screeched in laughter. "Paige! You are so wrong!" she cried, but finding the idea of randomly stabbing a stranger amusing nonetheless.
"Oh Kit," Paige grinned evilly at the small cat sitting placidly in the corner of the room. She brandished the knife and advanced threateningly.
The cat glanced up at her, and instantly his fur stood on end, and he arched his back. With an unfriendly hiss, Kit scampered away. Paige turned to Piper, baffled.
"Think he knew I was only joking?"
"Paige, even I wasn't sure you were only joking!" Piper replied, attempting to ignore the thought that was pushing its way into her mind. Eventually she had to speak. "How hard do you think it'd be to rob a store?"
Paige paused, knife still in hand. "Why? Are we low on funds?"
"No, I uh, just kinda thought it'd be fun..." Piper said.
"You know what'd be more fun to rob?" Paige told her, "A hospital's organ doner department. Like take all the donations and stuff-"
"Paige!" Piper was incredulous. Paige wondered if she'd gone too far, but the thought of stealing organs to deny people the chance of life just popped into her head. Piper's face softened. "That's brilliant!" They began to laugh.
"I'll get my looting hat," Paige joked, thinking about how cool it would be if she actually possessed said hat.
Attention was suddenly directed swiftly to the oven at Paige's notice, which was now emitting a cloud of dark smoke.
"Oh! Oh my god! Oh!" Piper cried, jerking the heavy oven door open. Even more smoke spewed out and into her face, instigating a coughing fit. The smoke detector went off, high-pitched beeping filling the air. Paige grabbed the nearest object - a newspaper - and started waving it furiously at the smoke detector, dispersing the smoke from around it while managing to drop half of the paper all over the floor. After a few seconds, the harsh squealing ceased and Paige turned to check on her sister.
Piper dropped the baking tray onto the counter with a clatter. The black mess on the tray smelt awful.
"At least the crust will be nice and crunchy," Paige commented with a shrug. They forgot about the conversation they'd been having as they stared helplessly at the burnt bread.
Phoebe and Leo both rushed in, regarding the messy room with some interest. "We heard the alarm," Phoebe informed them, her eyes on the pages of newspaper scattered on the floor.
"Who didn't?" Piper replied. "That thing could wake the dead!"
"And you'll never have to worry about a fire starting when you're asleep or something and you not being warned," Leo said, always managing to find the good in each situation. He cupped Piper's cheek in his hand and smiled.
Piper almost literally bit his fingers off. She didn't know why, but something inside her head almost made her do it. She stopped herself from reacting, wondering why she'd had this thought. Besides - there were a lot better things to bite off than a measly finger! She smirked to herself.
"That's odd..." Leo said, taking his hand away and glancing at the ceiling.
"What is it sweetie?" Piper asked innocently, wondering if he'd known what she'd been thinking and cautiously removed his hand. It was probably a good thing too, because the idea was sounding more and more attractive as she thought about it. It would've been funny. Her eyes glanced over to Paige, who was pouring herself a glass of orange juice.
Leo was still looking above. "I'm being called-"
"So what else is new?" Phoebe cut in. "That's all you ever do."
What Phoebe'd said was potentially a harsh thing to say, but Leo was too caught up in his own thoughts. "Not by The Elders," he informed them, "I think it's Prue."
"So go," Piper said leisurely, "Though I don't see why she can't get off her lazy ass and come here." It didn't come out as a joke. And she hadn't intended it to.
With a confused look at his wife, Leo orbed out.
"That was bitchy," Phoebe commented.
"And you saying all Leo ever does is get called wasn't?" Piper replied coolly. "You know what? If you ever need an organ transplant I'm gonna rob the hospital."
Paige choked on her orange juice. Spluttering and coughing, she began to laugh.
Phoebe had no idea what they were both giggling about. She had a sudden urge to take the sharp knife resting on the table and use it on someone. How fun it would be to just stick it into a stranger then run away laughing. She smiled at the thought.
"Well," Piper announced, "I'm heading on over to P3. I'm late enough as it is."
"I'll give you a lift," Paige said.
Piper looked at her in disdain. No offence to Paige, but that Volkswagon Beetle wasn't exactly in Piper's top ten cars she'd like to be seen in - especially in that colour! "It's okay..." Piper said.
"No, I meant I'll orb you there," Paige laughed.
Piper and Phoebe stared at her silently.
Paige stared back for a moment, then she remembered. "Oh," she muttered, "I can't." She'd forgotten all about them being mortal now.
There was a pause.
"It's okay Paige, we all make mistakes," Piper told her, brushing her hair behind her ears with her fingers. There was another small pause. "So who's coming to P3?"
Paige nodded enthusiastically, desperate to escape the awkwardness.
"I am, and I call shotgun," Phoebe said quickly.
Paige batted her on the arm playfully, feeling more at ease already. "Now that, my friend stroke sister, is all you ever do!"
* * *
Piper pursed her lips and looked for an opening. The roads were unusually busy for the time of night. Phoebe leaned back in her seat beside her, and Paige was staring out the window in the back seat. As soon as a gap came along, Piper swung the Cherokee round the corner and they were back in action.
"Wonder if I'll see Cole tonight," Phoebe mused. "He hasn't been around for ages... last time I saw him I yelled at him, and that was nearly a month ago."
They stopped at a pedestrian crossing. A woman was pushing a baby in a pushchair carefully. Piper revved the motor, startling the woman who as a result quickened her pace. Phoebe and Paige laughed raucously. All three pairs of the Halliwell's eyes followed the woman's movements. All three Halliwells were thinking the same thing - how good it would feel to ram the car into that pushchair.
She knew it was an atrocious thing to think, but it was almost too much for Piper, she nearly threw the car into gear and went for it right then. But of course she was held back by her conscience, that little thing which told her what was right and wrong. And murdering babies was wrong, no matter how much they cried.
Blinking, Piper shook it out of her mind. What was she thinking?
Paige and Phoebe did similar things, too shocked at themselves, and knowing that it was very likely they would never speak of the thoughts that had just crossed their minds. It wasn't right.
Finally they were in P3. Piper worked behind the bar, exchanging friendly conversation with the staff and several patrons sitting at the bar. Phoebe sat beside her, constantly glancing towards the entrance searching for any signs of Cole. So far there'd been nothing.
Paige was the only Halliwell on the dance floor. Enjoying herself, she caught the eye of a man across the floor. He was standing with a group of other men who were all dancing conservatively. He was good looking, and had a great smile as Paige found out when he grinned at her shyly. Smirking, she winked at him and beckoned to him. He walked over.
"Hey I'm Benett-"
She cut him off but leaning right up to his head and whispering sexily into his ear "Meet me outside in five." He stared at her, not believing his luck. Pouting at him, Paige floated away, back to the bar. She could feel him watching her, his eyes on her half exposed back.
"Who was that?" Piper asked smiling.
Paige shrugged. "Just some guy... great smile," she grinned.
"Cole," Phoebe muttered, taking Paige and Piper's attention. She was looking excitedly at the door, and following her eyes, Paige and Piper saw him swagger slightly down the stairs, dressed sharply in a very dark brown suit. He saw them and made his way over. "I'm sorry I yelled," Phoebe told him straightaway.
"That's okay Phoebe," he replied. "The reason I haven't been around was... well, I thought you might need some alone time together after, you know."
Phoebe's eyes widened. "What, you mean you know? Does The Source know?" Fear flew into her heart at the thought that The Source would know of the Charmed Ones' downfall. They would be helpless against most of his minions now.
Cole shook his head. "I don't exactly know how... I mean, he should know... but it seems nobody down there does." He kissed her lips softly. He was lying but he didn't know it.
"Looks like this is my cue to jet," Paige announced, her eyes on another part of the room.
"Where're you going?" Piper asked.
Paige stood up and smiled at her. "Remember what we were talking about earlier with the knife? I think I might put it into action." She walked briskly away.
"Paige wait! Are you serious?" Piper yelled after her. "Paige!" But she was gone. Piper sighed, and waited nervously to see if Paige would come back.
*
"I can't believe this is happening," said Benett as he pulled Paige in for a long kiss. "You're really sexy."
She shoved him carelessly up against the wall of the dark alleyway, not really giving a damn if she hurt him. Pausing, she stood in front of him as he watched her ravenously. Then she pounced forward and kissed him roughly, her tongue exploring his mouth. She quickly manoevered their bodies so she was standing against the wall, him pressing up against her.
*
"Did you two see where Paige went?" Piper asked Cole and Phoebe. However, they were too engrossed in paying attention to each other, and all she got in response was Phoebe waving her hand at her dismissively. "Fine," Piper muttered, "I'll find her myself." Leaving the bar work to the other staff and making her way across the dance floor, she headed towards the back door.
*
Benett began to undo the zip of his pants, and that's when Paige made her move. She bent down to her leather knee-high boots and pulled out the switchblade she'd concealed down her leg.
"What the fuck!" Benett yelled on seeing it.
She slashed at him ferociously, slicing into his arm. He cried out and gripped the cut. Paige had never felt more alive! The blood thirst took over her and she raised the blade again.
"Paige!" Piper screamed when she exitted P3 and found her sister attacking one of her locals. She lowered her voice. "What're you playing at?" she asked while looking at the knife in Paige's hand hungrily.
"Oh thank god," the man cried at her arrival. "She's, she's crazy!"
Piper glared at him, annoyed. Then she turned to Paige. "Give me the knife."
Looking down, ashamed, Paige handed it over. She raised her eyes to meet Piper's, and saw a dark shadow flash over them. She bit her lower lip in anticipation.
Piper faced Benett, who thought he was safe now that the club owner had come to sort things out. "Why should she get all the fun?" she smirked, and hungrily jammed the knife into his shoulder. He screamed in pain.
"Woah," Paige commented, feeling a rush of excitement as the man screamed in agony. "Piper you sure know how to add a good twist!"
Benett lurched towards Piper and pushed her heavily into Paige. They both stumbled backwards into the wall while he made his escape. "I'm calling the cops, and my lawyer!" he yelled over his shoulder.
As a force of instict, Piper forgot she didn't have her powers and acted as though she did. Flicking her hands up, she realised nothing would happen a split-second before it did: he froze, his cellphone halfway up to his ear. Both Piper and Paige gaped.
At that moment, Phoebe joined them, wanting to know what was going on.
"What the hel- oh my god..." Phoebe was staring at the man. "Piper you used your power!"
"So I see..." Piper said, and the three of them broke into a run to reach his side.
Examining him, Phoebe was shocked when she found the stab wounds. "What happened to him?"
Paige and Piper looked at each other, wondering if Phoebe was in on the game. "He, uh, got stabbed," Paige tried.
"I can see that," Phoebe scolded. "By who?" The awkward silence was enough to give her an answer. "It was you guys, wasn't it?" she asked. Paige looked at the ground nervously and Piper made the tiniest of nods. "Oh my god!" Phoebe cried, "I knew I couldn't be the only one who was getting all these strange urges to do crazy stuff like this... you guys get them too... don't you?"
Paige breathed a huge sigh of relief. Phoebe was on their side.
"What're we gonna do with Mr I'll call my lawyer?" Piper asked, still surprised she had her power but nonetheless hugely joyful.
"Aren't you gonna finish the job?" Phoebe grinned, then hinted. "If you've got your freezing power, I know another one you have that'd be just perfect."
"And I know I love the way you think," Piper replied. She glanced at Paige, as if for approval, and received a nod of encouragement. Readying herself, she flicked up her wrists and activated her power. The man exploded without so much as a scream. Of course, he had been frozen too.
"Get the evidence," Phoebe said logically.
Paige saw the knife lying on the ground several feet away. She began to walk towards it but Phoebe pulled her back.
"Give it a try," Phoebe told her.
Nodding, Paige breathed in and steadied her nerves. Excitement was running high. She held her hand out and said "Knife," in a commanding tone. And to her surprise and pleasure the knife disappeared into little blue orbs and reappeared in her hand. Holding it up like a trophy, she grinned proudly.
Exhilarated and breathing heavily, Piper looked at her sisters. "Looks like we're back in business."
A/N: Yeah especially the part where Piper and Paige are having their bonding session hehe. It's a lot to take in, but you know how fast this thing takes over.
A/N: For the sake of giving it a gender, I made Kit male.
Chapter Nine: It Is Time
Two weeks had passed since Prue's visit. She hadn't been back, but had sent several messages to them via Leo. They were usually the sentimental I love yous but once or twice Leo'd passed on information about Prue's charge - a magical witch by the name of Stephen. He was shaping up to be a powerful one.
"And? Does Prue, you know, like him?" Phoebe asked enthusiastically, wishing she was snuggling into Cole's chest as he held her warmly from behind. God it'd been ages since she'd seen him.
Leo laughed. "Is that all you ever think about?" he teased. Phoebe turned up her nose jokingly and punched him lightly on the arm. "I have no idea," he told her, "but you know, these things happen!"
Phoebe giggled. "And don't we know it! Do you think Prue will have to go through the same fiasco you and Piper went through?"
"Phoebe, we don't even know if anything is going on with them!" Leo said. "And probably not. The Elders seem to favour her a lot."
"Wow! Prue's like, Elder's Pet!"
"Something like that, yeah," Leo grinned. The talk of whitelighters and witches got his thoughts directed onto his own significant other. He would go and see her, but he didn't want to interrupt her bonding session with Paige. As he thought about this, a burst of laughter resounded from the kitchen where they were baking together. He smiled, wondering what they were talking about.
*
"Wouldn't it be funny to just stick this in someone?" Paige giggled as she toyed with the sharp knife before viciously jabbing at the air with it. She punctuated each jab with a sharp "Bam!" for good measure.
Piper screeched in laughter. "Paige! You are so wrong!" she cried, but finding the idea of randomly stabbing a stranger amusing nonetheless.
"Oh Kit," Paige grinned evilly at the small cat sitting placidly in the corner of the room. She brandished the knife and advanced threateningly.
The cat glanced up at her, and instantly his fur stood on end, and he arched his back. With an unfriendly hiss, Kit scampered away. Paige turned to Piper, baffled.
"Think he knew I was only joking?"
"Paige, even I wasn't sure you were only joking!" Piper replied, attempting to ignore the thought that was pushing its way into her mind. Eventually she had to speak. "How hard do you think it'd be to rob a store?"
Paige paused, knife still in hand. "Why? Are we low on funds?"
"No, I uh, just kinda thought it'd be fun..." Piper said.
"You know what'd be more fun to rob?" Paige told her, "A hospital's organ doner department. Like take all the donations and stuff-"
"Paige!" Piper was incredulous. Paige wondered if she'd gone too far, but the thought of stealing organs to deny people the chance of life just popped into her head. Piper's face softened. "That's brilliant!" They began to laugh.
"I'll get my looting hat," Paige joked, thinking about how cool it would be if she actually possessed said hat.
Attention was suddenly directed swiftly to the oven at Paige's notice, which was now emitting a cloud of dark smoke.
"Oh! Oh my god! Oh!" Piper cried, jerking the heavy oven door open. Even more smoke spewed out and into her face, instigating a coughing fit. The smoke detector went off, high-pitched beeping filling the air. Paige grabbed the nearest object - a newspaper - and started waving it furiously at the smoke detector, dispersing the smoke from around it while managing to drop half of the paper all over the floor. After a few seconds, the harsh squealing ceased and Paige turned to check on her sister.
Piper dropped the baking tray onto the counter with a clatter. The black mess on the tray smelt awful.
"At least the crust will be nice and crunchy," Paige commented with a shrug. They forgot about the conversation they'd been having as they stared helplessly at the burnt bread.
Phoebe and Leo both rushed in, regarding the messy room with some interest. "We heard the alarm," Phoebe informed them, her eyes on the pages of newspaper scattered on the floor.
"Who didn't?" Piper replied. "That thing could wake the dead!"
"And you'll never have to worry about a fire starting when you're asleep or something and you not being warned," Leo said, always managing to find the good in each situation. He cupped Piper's cheek in his hand and smiled.
Piper almost literally bit his fingers off. She didn't know why, but something inside her head almost made her do it. She stopped herself from reacting, wondering why she'd had this thought. Besides - there were a lot better things to bite off than a measly finger! She smirked to herself.
"That's odd..." Leo said, taking his hand away and glancing at the ceiling.
"What is it sweetie?" Piper asked innocently, wondering if he'd known what she'd been thinking and cautiously removed his hand. It was probably a good thing too, because the idea was sounding more and more attractive as she thought about it. It would've been funny. Her eyes glanced over to Paige, who was pouring herself a glass of orange juice.
Leo was still looking above. "I'm being called-"
"So what else is new?" Phoebe cut in. "That's all you ever do."
What Phoebe'd said was potentially a harsh thing to say, but Leo was too caught up in his own thoughts. "Not by The Elders," he informed them, "I think it's Prue."
"So go," Piper said leisurely, "Though I don't see why she can't get off her lazy ass and come here." It didn't come out as a joke. And she hadn't intended it to.
With a confused look at his wife, Leo orbed out.
"That was bitchy," Phoebe commented.
"And you saying all Leo ever does is get called wasn't?" Piper replied coolly. "You know what? If you ever need an organ transplant I'm gonna rob the hospital."
Paige choked on her orange juice. Spluttering and coughing, she began to laugh.
Phoebe had no idea what they were both giggling about. She had a sudden urge to take the sharp knife resting on the table and use it on someone. How fun it would be to just stick it into a stranger then run away laughing. She smiled at the thought.
"Well," Piper announced, "I'm heading on over to P3. I'm late enough as it is."
"I'll give you a lift," Paige said.
Piper looked at her in disdain. No offence to Paige, but that Volkswagon Beetle wasn't exactly in Piper's top ten cars she'd like to be seen in - especially in that colour! "It's okay..." Piper said.
"No, I meant I'll orb you there," Paige laughed.
Piper and Phoebe stared at her silently.
Paige stared back for a moment, then she remembered. "Oh," she muttered, "I can't." She'd forgotten all about them being mortal now.
There was a pause.
"It's okay Paige, we all make mistakes," Piper told her, brushing her hair behind her ears with her fingers. There was another small pause. "So who's coming to P3?"
Paige nodded enthusiastically, desperate to escape the awkwardness.
"I am, and I call shotgun," Phoebe said quickly.
Paige batted her on the arm playfully, feeling more at ease already. "Now that, my friend stroke sister, is all you ever do!"
* * *
Piper pursed her lips and looked for an opening. The roads were unusually busy for the time of night. Phoebe leaned back in her seat beside her, and Paige was staring out the window in the back seat. As soon as a gap came along, Piper swung the Cherokee round the corner and they were back in action.
"Wonder if I'll see Cole tonight," Phoebe mused. "He hasn't been around for ages... last time I saw him I yelled at him, and that was nearly a month ago."
They stopped at a pedestrian crossing. A woman was pushing a baby in a pushchair carefully. Piper revved the motor, startling the woman who as a result quickened her pace. Phoebe and Paige laughed raucously. All three pairs of the Halliwell's eyes followed the woman's movements. All three Halliwells were thinking the same thing - how good it would feel to ram the car into that pushchair.
She knew it was an atrocious thing to think, but it was almost too much for Piper, she nearly threw the car into gear and went for it right then. But of course she was held back by her conscience, that little thing which told her what was right and wrong. And murdering babies was wrong, no matter how much they cried.
Blinking, Piper shook it out of her mind. What was she thinking?
Paige and Phoebe did similar things, too shocked at themselves, and knowing that it was very likely they would never speak of the thoughts that had just crossed their minds. It wasn't right.
Finally they were in P3. Piper worked behind the bar, exchanging friendly conversation with the staff and several patrons sitting at the bar. Phoebe sat beside her, constantly glancing towards the entrance searching for any signs of Cole. So far there'd been nothing.
Paige was the only Halliwell on the dance floor. Enjoying herself, she caught the eye of a man across the floor. He was standing with a group of other men who were all dancing conservatively. He was good looking, and had a great smile as Paige found out when he grinned at her shyly. Smirking, she winked at him and beckoned to him. He walked over.
"Hey I'm Benett-"
She cut him off but leaning right up to his head and whispering sexily into his ear "Meet me outside in five." He stared at her, not believing his luck. Pouting at him, Paige floated away, back to the bar. She could feel him watching her, his eyes on her half exposed back.
"Who was that?" Piper asked smiling.
Paige shrugged. "Just some guy... great smile," she grinned.
"Cole," Phoebe muttered, taking Paige and Piper's attention. She was looking excitedly at the door, and following her eyes, Paige and Piper saw him swagger slightly down the stairs, dressed sharply in a very dark brown suit. He saw them and made his way over. "I'm sorry I yelled," Phoebe told him straightaway.
"That's okay Phoebe," he replied. "The reason I haven't been around was... well, I thought you might need some alone time together after, you know."
Phoebe's eyes widened. "What, you mean you know? Does The Source know?" Fear flew into her heart at the thought that The Source would know of the Charmed Ones' downfall. They would be helpless against most of his minions now.
Cole shook his head. "I don't exactly know how... I mean, he should know... but it seems nobody down there does." He kissed her lips softly. He was lying but he didn't know it.
"Looks like this is my cue to jet," Paige announced, her eyes on another part of the room.
"Where're you going?" Piper asked.
Paige stood up and smiled at her. "Remember what we were talking about earlier with the knife? I think I might put it into action." She walked briskly away.
"Paige wait! Are you serious?" Piper yelled after her. "Paige!" But she was gone. Piper sighed, and waited nervously to see if Paige would come back.
*
"I can't believe this is happening," said Benett as he pulled Paige in for a long kiss. "You're really sexy."
She shoved him carelessly up against the wall of the dark alleyway, not really giving a damn if she hurt him. Pausing, she stood in front of him as he watched her ravenously. Then she pounced forward and kissed him roughly, her tongue exploring his mouth. She quickly manoevered their bodies so she was standing against the wall, him pressing up against her.
*
"Did you two see where Paige went?" Piper asked Cole and Phoebe. However, they were too engrossed in paying attention to each other, and all she got in response was Phoebe waving her hand at her dismissively. "Fine," Piper muttered, "I'll find her myself." Leaving the bar work to the other staff and making her way across the dance floor, she headed towards the back door.
*
Benett began to undo the zip of his pants, and that's when Paige made her move. She bent down to her leather knee-high boots and pulled out the switchblade she'd concealed down her leg.
"What the fuck!" Benett yelled on seeing it.
She slashed at him ferociously, slicing into his arm. He cried out and gripped the cut. Paige had never felt more alive! The blood thirst took over her and she raised the blade again.
"Paige!" Piper screamed when she exitted P3 and found her sister attacking one of her locals. She lowered her voice. "What're you playing at?" she asked while looking at the knife in Paige's hand hungrily.
"Oh thank god," the man cried at her arrival. "She's, she's crazy!"
Piper glared at him, annoyed. Then she turned to Paige. "Give me the knife."
Looking down, ashamed, Paige handed it over. She raised her eyes to meet Piper's, and saw a dark shadow flash over them. She bit her lower lip in anticipation.
Piper faced Benett, who thought he was safe now that the club owner had come to sort things out. "Why should she get all the fun?" she smirked, and hungrily jammed the knife into his shoulder. He screamed in pain.
"Woah," Paige commented, feeling a rush of excitement as the man screamed in agony. "Piper you sure know how to add a good twist!"
Benett lurched towards Piper and pushed her heavily into Paige. They both stumbled backwards into the wall while he made his escape. "I'm calling the cops, and my lawyer!" he yelled over his shoulder.
As a force of instict, Piper forgot she didn't have her powers and acted as though she did. Flicking her hands up, she realised nothing would happen a split-second before it did: he froze, his cellphone halfway up to his ear. Both Piper and Paige gaped.
At that moment, Phoebe joined them, wanting to know what was going on.
"What the hel- oh my god..." Phoebe was staring at the man. "Piper you used your power!"
"So I see..." Piper said, and the three of them broke into a run to reach his side.
Examining him, Phoebe was shocked when she found the stab wounds. "What happened to him?"
Paige and Piper looked at each other, wondering if Phoebe was in on the game. "He, uh, got stabbed," Paige tried.
"I can see that," Phoebe scolded. "By who?" The awkward silence was enough to give her an answer. "It was you guys, wasn't it?" she asked. Paige looked at the ground nervously and Piper made the tiniest of nods. "Oh my god!" Phoebe cried, "I knew I couldn't be the only one who was getting all these strange urges to do crazy stuff like this... you guys get them too... don't you?"
Paige breathed a huge sigh of relief. Phoebe was on their side.
"What're we gonna do with Mr I'll call my lawyer?" Piper asked, still surprised she had her power but nonetheless hugely joyful.
"Aren't you gonna finish the job?" Phoebe grinned, then hinted. "If you've got your freezing power, I know another one you have that'd be just perfect."
"And I know I love the way you think," Piper replied. She glanced at Paige, as if for approval, and received a nod of encouragement. Readying herself, she flicked up her wrists and activated her power. The man exploded without so much as a scream. Of course, he had been frozen too.
"Get the evidence," Phoebe said logically.
Paige saw the knife lying on the ground several feet away. She began to walk towards it but Phoebe pulled her back.
"Give it a try," Phoebe told her.
Nodding, Paige breathed in and steadied her nerves. Excitement was running high. She held her hand out and said "Knife," in a commanding tone. And to her surprise and pleasure the knife disappeared into little blue orbs and reappeared in her hand. Holding it up like a trophy, she grinned proudly.
Exhilarated and breathing heavily, Piper looked at her sisters. "Looks like we're back in business."