A/N: Just to let everyone know, ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* = a change in scene, I believe there was some confusion about this, so I'm just clearing things up. There is the Prue/Paige scene, and then there is the Pam/Pheobe/Piper scene. They will meet up at the manor later.
A/N2: I should probably have mentioned in the summary that this is an AU fic.
Chapter Three
Prue felt sick the whole way home. She had to pull of the highway several times so that she wouldn't get into an accident. 'Pam never would've broken down like this,' Prue thought. She admired her older sister. She had the same powers as Piper, just as she and… Paige had shared the same powers. She pulled into the driveway of the Victorian manor she shared with her sisters, turned off the engine, and hesitated. How could she go in there without her baby sister?
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Piper and Pam were still on the highway. They had tracked this group of demons all the way to Los Angeles. They weren't that powerful, they should have been easily defeated… and they were, for the most part. That is until one came completely out of nowhere. But then again, that is what demons do, isn't it? They trick you. They hadn't expected these demons to be smart, and unfortunately, they can't change what happened.
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Prue had decided. She would speak to Peter first. This decision was obvious. She couldn't wait for her other sisters to get home, and she couldn't go in without at least somewhat explaining the situation. Peter was the oldest; he understood the dangers that came with vanquishing demons. He had been vanquishing demons with his sisters since he was Melinda's age. It is because of them that Shax didn't murder her. She saw a car pull in behind her and prayed that it wasn't her other sisters. It wasn't, it was her husband, Andy. She let out a relief filled sigh, and opened her car door. Andy smiled at the sight of his wife, but when he saw her face, red and puffy from crying, his own face became full of concern.
"Prue, what's wrong," he asked.
"Paige and I were fighting demons and…" Prue began to sob again. Andy took her into his arms.
"Shh, sweetie, it's going to be OK," Andy tried to soothe Prue, even though he knew it would not be OK. "It's not your fault," of this part he was sure.
A/N: So, what did you think? Longer chapter this time. I haven't even started the fourth chapter of this fic yet, so I don't know when I will update, but it will probably be soon. Please review, at least tell me that you've read it, and whether you think it's good or bad.