Part 3
AN: Thanks to those who had reviewed. Sorry the 2nd part took so long, but
I didn't think anyone was even interested in this story. Love ya lots.
SilverExistant.
=Crescent= ::Temperance:: I stood up, brushing dirt off my gown of white silk. Wait a minute, White silk? I was wearing jeans and a Ozzy T- shirt. I sighed, holly was going to die for trapping me here. I walked slowly up a green hill and took in the breathtaking view of my childhood world. Ireland, In all it's glory couldn't compare to the way I saw it through my child eyes. The way I was seeing it now. The brilliant green hills, golden valleys and clear blue lakes. I smiled as I ran down the hill toward the great house where I had grown up. It was as strong and overpowering as I remembered it. I opened the front door and walked into the caramel colored front lobby. The grand staircase stood in front of me and the hall to the library, study and parlor to my right. I walked slowly up the stairs, counting them as I went. 57 stairs, the same amount as when I was a kid. I opened the first door to my left, Pink. My whole room was in pink and white lace. Evidence a little girl was the owner of this room. I touched a fragile doll of porcelain, it's unmoving blue eyes stared back at me. I shivered. I remember hating this room. I remember tearing the pink silk sheets off my bed and ripping the feathers out of my white lace pillows. I hate the innocence of this room. I hated my daddy for trying to keep me his little girl.,For not wanting me to grow up, For locking me in this room day after day. I stepped away from the doll and looked out the window at the willow tree just outside. I remember climbing that tree to escape this room. For a few hours of bliss, running about like a normal child in the sweet green grass. I gasped when a hand touched my shoulder. I turned around and saw.
=Blackthorn Manor= ::Tempus:: I sat there staring at the Crestinan. Temperance was in there. I stood up, I'd found a way to free her. The one who trapped her had to take her place. Holly had to take Temperance's place. How to get Holly to get inside and Temperance out, was the problem. I took a deep breath. Holly wanted me, so holly would get me. I shivered with disgust at the thought of kissing her, but I would do what was necessary to get Temperance back. I appeared in the attic of the Halliwell home. Which room was hers?
::Holly:: Finally She was gone! "Yay, the tramp is trapped!" I spun about my room in a yellow sundress feeling happier and more lighthearted than I had in years. Now that she was out of the way Robby and I could be together. I looked in the mirror and smiled. Her face didn't haunt my every thought any more. My own brown eyes were shinning and my cheeks were flushed red from excitement. "Robby, you're free from her spell.Now just come to me..Please." I smoothed my hair away from my face and rushed to my bedroom door. I couldn't wait to tell mom and dad, and aunt Paige about all of it. I opened the door and walked into a wall. A warm wall? Wait a minute.I stepped back and saw that the wall was Robby. Had he heard my plea? "Robby you came. I knew you would." I tried to calm my quickly beating heart and bite back a smile. Failing to do both, but not really caring. He was here, with me, that's all there was to it.
::Paige:: I entered the house with a smile until I felt evil energy coming from upstairs. I shut the door quietly and set down my purse. Where was Leo, Piper and Holly? Then I hear Holly's voice drifting down from the upstairs hall. "Robby you came.I knew you would." Robby? She must mean Tempus. Knowing her he could hold a knife to her throat and she would think it's cute. Damn it. "HOLLY!!!" I yelled as I began running up the stairs, taking them 2 at a time. I stopped at the top of the stairs. Tempus was holding Holly in his arms smirking at me. Holly I thought, and held out my hand, she orbed in front of me, her hand in mine. "Get out of here Tempus. Stay away From Holly." Holly had tears in her eyes and was looking at me like she despised me. Tempus merely blew her a kiss and vanished. "You had no right to do that!" Holly screeched but I was already trying to figure out what he wanted with holly.
=Crescent= It was him. Geir, My best friend. Only Geir had died when we were 16. He couldn't be real. I reached out and touched his face. He felt real. My hand trembled as I pulled it away from him. "I'm real Temperance. I'm Real." He said, and that was enough. I threw my arms around him and began sobbing. I'd missed him so much. His voice, his laughter, his company. I took in the sweet scent of his hair and the smoothness of his skin. He was exactly as he'd been the day he died. I slowly stepped back and stared into his soft hazel eyes, at the smooth features of his fair face. And at the chestnut brown hair that fell messily into his eyes. "You should comb that mop of hair. It's a fire hazard." I murmured and he smiled at the old joke. "I missed you too, Raven" He said, calling me by my childhood nickname. I kept touching his face trying to memorize it just incase he should vanish. I sniffled and laughed at my own stupid emotions. Emotions I'd tried to suppress for so many years.
::Geir:: I watched her eyes change with each new emotion. Curiosity, love, happiness, sorrow, and joy. I reached out twirling a black curl around my fingers. How I'd adored her when we were kids. I'd even died for her. And been trapped here before I could go to my final resting place. For a long time I thought she'd find out I was trapped in here, and free me. But the years passed with no sign of her. And I had to survive in a world that never changed. I had given up all hope when I felt her. Felt her annoyance and fear and joy mingled together to form that unique brand of emotion that was all her own. So I'd come to this silent old house that spoke of her and her father, gone inside and went to her room. As if I were drawn there by some unseen ghost. When I first set my eyes upon her, she'd been staring out the window. I'd thought perhaps I'd finally gone insane, and my hand shook violently as I reached out to touch her. To assure myself of my sanity. And when My hand touched flesh and not just air, I thought my heart had stopped beating. When she turned and those beautiful gray eyes met mine, I knew my hopes and dreams and torment had not been in vain. For I had her again. Finally, I had her, all to myself.
=Crescent= ::Temperance:: I stood up, brushing dirt off my gown of white silk. Wait a minute, White silk? I was wearing jeans and a Ozzy T- shirt. I sighed, holly was going to die for trapping me here. I walked slowly up a green hill and took in the breathtaking view of my childhood world. Ireland, In all it's glory couldn't compare to the way I saw it through my child eyes. The way I was seeing it now. The brilliant green hills, golden valleys and clear blue lakes. I smiled as I ran down the hill toward the great house where I had grown up. It was as strong and overpowering as I remembered it. I opened the front door and walked into the caramel colored front lobby. The grand staircase stood in front of me and the hall to the library, study and parlor to my right. I walked slowly up the stairs, counting them as I went. 57 stairs, the same amount as when I was a kid. I opened the first door to my left, Pink. My whole room was in pink and white lace. Evidence a little girl was the owner of this room. I touched a fragile doll of porcelain, it's unmoving blue eyes stared back at me. I shivered. I remember hating this room. I remember tearing the pink silk sheets off my bed and ripping the feathers out of my white lace pillows. I hate the innocence of this room. I hated my daddy for trying to keep me his little girl.,For not wanting me to grow up, For locking me in this room day after day. I stepped away from the doll and looked out the window at the willow tree just outside. I remember climbing that tree to escape this room. For a few hours of bliss, running about like a normal child in the sweet green grass. I gasped when a hand touched my shoulder. I turned around and saw.
=Blackthorn Manor= ::Tempus:: I sat there staring at the Crestinan. Temperance was in there. I stood up, I'd found a way to free her. The one who trapped her had to take her place. Holly had to take Temperance's place. How to get Holly to get inside and Temperance out, was the problem. I took a deep breath. Holly wanted me, so holly would get me. I shivered with disgust at the thought of kissing her, but I would do what was necessary to get Temperance back. I appeared in the attic of the Halliwell home. Which room was hers?
::Holly:: Finally She was gone! "Yay, the tramp is trapped!" I spun about my room in a yellow sundress feeling happier and more lighthearted than I had in years. Now that she was out of the way Robby and I could be together. I looked in the mirror and smiled. Her face didn't haunt my every thought any more. My own brown eyes were shinning and my cheeks were flushed red from excitement. "Robby, you're free from her spell.Now just come to me..Please." I smoothed my hair away from my face and rushed to my bedroom door. I couldn't wait to tell mom and dad, and aunt Paige about all of it. I opened the door and walked into a wall. A warm wall? Wait a minute.I stepped back and saw that the wall was Robby. Had he heard my plea? "Robby you came. I knew you would." I tried to calm my quickly beating heart and bite back a smile. Failing to do both, but not really caring. He was here, with me, that's all there was to it.
::Paige:: I entered the house with a smile until I felt evil energy coming from upstairs. I shut the door quietly and set down my purse. Where was Leo, Piper and Holly? Then I hear Holly's voice drifting down from the upstairs hall. "Robby you came.I knew you would." Robby? She must mean Tempus. Knowing her he could hold a knife to her throat and she would think it's cute. Damn it. "HOLLY!!!" I yelled as I began running up the stairs, taking them 2 at a time. I stopped at the top of the stairs. Tempus was holding Holly in his arms smirking at me. Holly I thought, and held out my hand, she orbed in front of me, her hand in mine. "Get out of here Tempus. Stay away From Holly." Holly had tears in her eyes and was looking at me like she despised me. Tempus merely blew her a kiss and vanished. "You had no right to do that!" Holly screeched but I was already trying to figure out what he wanted with holly.
=Crescent= It was him. Geir, My best friend. Only Geir had died when we were 16. He couldn't be real. I reached out and touched his face. He felt real. My hand trembled as I pulled it away from him. "I'm real Temperance. I'm Real." He said, and that was enough. I threw my arms around him and began sobbing. I'd missed him so much. His voice, his laughter, his company. I took in the sweet scent of his hair and the smoothness of his skin. He was exactly as he'd been the day he died. I slowly stepped back and stared into his soft hazel eyes, at the smooth features of his fair face. And at the chestnut brown hair that fell messily into his eyes. "You should comb that mop of hair. It's a fire hazard." I murmured and he smiled at the old joke. "I missed you too, Raven" He said, calling me by my childhood nickname. I kept touching his face trying to memorize it just incase he should vanish. I sniffled and laughed at my own stupid emotions. Emotions I'd tried to suppress for so many years.
::Geir:: I watched her eyes change with each new emotion. Curiosity, love, happiness, sorrow, and joy. I reached out twirling a black curl around my fingers. How I'd adored her when we were kids. I'd even died for her. And been trapped here before I could go to my final resting place. For a long time I thought she'd find out I was trapped in here, and free me. But the years passed with no sign of her. And I had to survive in a world that never changed. I had given up all hope when I felt her. Felt her annoyance and fear and joy mingled together to form that unique brand of emotion that was all her own. So I'd come to this silent old house that spoke of her and her father, gone inside and went to her room. As if I were drawn there by some unseen ghost. When I first set my eyes upon her, she'd been staring out the window. I'd thought perhaps I'd finally gone insane, and my hand shook violently as I reached out to touch her. To assure myself of my sanity. And when My hand touched flesh and not just air, I thought my heart had stopped beating. When she turned and those beautiful gray eyes met mine, I knew my hopes and dreams and torment had not been in vain. For I had her again. Finally, I had her, all to myself.