A/N: Yep, that's right, it's back to the fic!
Chapter 5
Prue and Andy walked into the manor. "Peter," Prue called.
"Down here," he replied. He was training Melinda and Katrina in the basement.
"You need to be up here," she said.
"I'm coming," he said. When he got up the stairs, and saw his aunt's face, he sent his little cousins, along with Andy, upstairs to play. After they had disappeared up the stairs and into the children's rooms, Peter sat down on the couch next to his aunt.
"Aunt Prue, what's wrong?" he asked. Prue said nothing. A beat later, "Wait didn't you and Aunt Paige go after these demons?" he implored. "Oh no, not Aunt Paige?" he asked, his tone of voice implying the nature of the question.
This time, Prue only nodded.
"Oh, God, no" he whispered, silent tears running down his face. At that moment, Piper and Pam walked in.
"So you guys know?" Piper asked solemnly.
"About what?" asked Prue, the many dreadful possibilities of what it could be running through her thought-filled head.
"About Pheobe," Pam cut in.
"AUNT PHEOBE?!?!?!?" Peter screamed. "WHAT'S WRONG WITH AUNT PHEOBE?"
Pam explained, "Well, Peter, honey-"
"Mom, don't 'honey' me, I'm smarter than that, and you know it."
"- A demon shimmered in behind us, and-"
Peter again interrupted his mother, "YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! THIS IS LIKE HELL!" he hollered, while storming upstairs to be with his little cousins.
Piper and Pam slowly sat down on either side of Prue. Prue pulled them in closer, while Prue explained what happened. When she had finished, all three of them just sat there and cried. After what seemed to be ages, Prue piped up, "I guess we better get used to this, huh?" she asked through a forced laugh.
"What?" Pam wondered.
"Me being in the middle."
A/N: Very sorry for Peter's rudeness, I just can't control him sometimes. Also, sorry for the shortness, I just needed to get at least almost everybody home. Next chapter will be better, I hope. PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU, REVIEW. PLEASE?