A/N: I know, it's been a while since I've updated this. I'm trying to finish this and other fics, so feedback would be muchly appreciated.
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After the episode in the attic, Raelyn went into her room to rest, hoping that when she woke up, this would all have been a dream. Dead ancestors appearing hundreds of years later was too much for even the open-minded, easy-going Rae to comprehend. However, she had no such luck. When she woke up an hour later, and tiptoed cautiously back into the attic, the door was wide open, and, in the very middle of the room, illuminated by a patch of sunlight, was the Book of Shadows.
"I have to tell Rachel and Rhianna about this," was Raelyn's next thought, spoken out loud although she didn't realize it.
As if in answer to her thought, her younger sister appeared behind her.
"There you are, Rae," Rhianna said. "I've been looking for you for the past twenty minutes. Honey, what are you doing up here?"
Raelyn took a breath, trying to process everything at once. "Um, why don't we go downstairs to talk?" she suggested, putting her arm around Rhianna and leading her down to the living room.
"Are you okay?" Rhia asked, noticing Raelyn's odd behavior.
"Yeah, fine," Rae replied, pushing her sister toward the couch. "Um, I just, yanno, I was thinking... Um, Rhia, this is going to sound crazy but... What do you think about witchcraft?"
Rhianna laughed. "Witchcraft? You mean, like Samantha Stevens, and Sabrina Spellman?"
"No," Rae said, rolling her eyes. "You watched way too much TV when you were in New York. What I mean is actual witchcraft. Spells, potions... fighting evil things. What do you think of it?"
Rhia's smile faded. "Oh, honey, you're serious?"
Raelyn nodded.
Rhianna frowned. "I don't know. It's... weird, in a Hollywood-fiction-type way."
"So you don't believe in it?" Raelyn pressed.
"No," Rhia said slowly. "Um, what brought this on, sweetie?"
"You're never going to believe this..." Raelyn went on to tell her sister about what had happened in the attic.
Rhianna listened quietly, trying to make sense of it all. "It just... it seems so... incredible..." she said eventually.
"I know," Raelyn conceded. "I know, I'm probably going crazy, right?"
Rhia shook her head. "No, that's not what I meant. I don't think you're crazy. I just... I don't know."
Suddenly struck with an idea, Raelyn took her sister's hand and led her back up to the attic.
"What are we doing here?" Rhia asked, as they came to a stop in front of the Book.
Raelyn opened it, and flipped to the page with Piper's handwriting. "There. Read that."
Rhianna scanned the page, reading the letter quickly. "That's from Grams?" she asked when she'd finished. "But that must mean... My God, it's really true, isn't it?"
"So I'm not crazy," Raelyn mused. "You see it, too."
Rhianna nodded slowly. "But what does this mean?"
"For starters," Raelyn replied, "It means that we're each going to get a magic power. That's the upside. The downside is that, because of said powers, all hell will basically be unleashed, on us, twenty-four seven."
Rhianna sighed. "So what do we do?"
Raelyn shrugged. Neither girl had time to think, however, because just then they heard the click of the front door open and shut. Rachel was home.
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After the episode in the attic, Raelyn went into her room to rest, hoping that when she woke up, this would all have been a dream. Dead ancestors appearing hundreds of years later was too much for even the open-minded, easy-going Rae to comprehend. However, she had no such luck. When she woke up an hour later, and tiptoed cautiously back into the attic, the door was wide open, and, in the very middle of the room, illuminated by a patch of sunlight, was the Book of Shadows.
"I have to tell Rachel and Rhianna about this," was Raelyn's next thought, spoken out loud although she didn't realize it.
As if in answer to her thought, her younger sister appeared behind her.
"There you are, Rae," Rhianna said. "I've been looking for you for the past twenty minutes. Honey, what are you doing up here?"
Raelyn took a breath, trying to process everything at once. "Um, why don't we go downstairs to talk?" she suggested, putting her arm around Rhianna and leading her down to the living room.
"Are you okay?" Rhia asked, noticing Raelyn's odd behavior.
"Yeah, fine," Rae replied, pushing her sister toward the couch. "Um, I just, yanno, I was thinking... Um, Rhia, this is going to sound crazy but... What do you think about witchcraft?"
Rhianna laughed. "Witchcraft? You mean, like Samantha Stevens, and Sabrina Spellman?"
"No," Rae said, rolling her eyes. "You watched way too much TV when you were in New York. What I mean is actual witchcraft. Spells, potions... fighting evil things. What do you think of it?"
Rhia's smile faded. "Oh, honey, you're serious?"
Raelyn nodded.
Rhianna frowned. "I don't know. It's... weird, in a Hollywood-fiction-type way."
"So you don't believe in it?" Raelyn pressed.
"No," Rhia said slowly. "Um, what brought this on, sweetie?"
"You're never going to believe this..." Raelyn went on to tell her sister about what had happened in the attic.
Rhianna listened quietly, trying to make sense of it all. "It just... it seems so... incredible..." she said eventually.
"I know," Raelyn conceded. "I know, I'm probably going crazy, right?"
Rhia shook her head. "No, that's not what I meant. I don't think you're crazy. I just... I don't know."
Suddenly struck with an idea, Raelyn took her sister's hand and led her back up to the attic.
"What are we doing here?" Rhia asked, as they came to a stop in front of the Book.
Raelyn opened it, and flipped to the page with Piper's handwriting. "There. Read that."
Rhianna scanned the page, reading the letter quickly. "That's from Grams?" she asked when she'd finished. "But that must mean... My God, it's really true, isn't it?"
"So I'm not crazy," Raelyn mused. "You see it, too."
Rhianna nodded slowly. "But what does this mean?"
"For starters," Raelyn replied, "It means that we're each going to get a magic power. That's the upside. The downside is that, because of said powers, all hell will basically be unleashed, on us, twenty-four seven."
Rhianna sighed. "So what do we do?"
Raelyn shrugged. Neither girl had time to think, however, because just then they heard the click of the front door open and shut. Rachel was home.