Paige and Richard quietly entered the Manor, trying not to attract
too much attention. Piper and Phoebe did not approve of Richard too much,
and therefore Paige didn't want them to know that he was around. "Just let
me get changed," Paige said before heading up the staircase to her bedroom
and Richard in the sitting room. Richard observed his surroundings, taking
in every piece of it, before Paige came down the stairs again in an
extravagant blue dress.
"You look beautiful," Richard said, standing.
"Thank you," she said smiling "Let's get going."
"Going where?" came a voice behind them. Piper was standing in the doorway that led to the Dining Room with her arms crossed, a baby monitor in one hand.
"To the restaurant for dinner, why?" Paige asked.
"Oh, just wondering," Piper said observing Richard. A cry emitted from the baby monitor as Piper bid goodbye and walked upstairs, hearing the front door open and close. Wyatt was standing up in his crib, crying for his mother, his cheeks looking red. "It's ok," Piper whispered to him, picking him up and placing him in her arms. "Now that you're awake, you get to help mommy clean out the attic, won't that be fun?" Piper said sarcastically as Wyatt stopped crying.
They walked upstairs to the fairly large attic, with furniture pushed off against the walls, a large rug in the middle of the floor, and a large, thick book on a wooden stand off by the large window. Piper put the baby down on the rug and handed him a rattle before moving off toward the window, past the Book of Shadows, and over to an old dresser with a red clothe across the top. It was very dusty when she opened the large drawer and Gram's old clothes and a few old mementos lay scattered here and there. She picked up a photograph of her and her sisters when they were younger before having the feeling that she wasn't alone.
She turned and only saw Wyatt, lying on the rug chewing at the rattle. She faced the dresser again, closed the drawer, and opened the next. What was in this drawer, she couldn't tell, because it was covered with dust that flew out into her face, causing her to cough. Once again she had the feeling that someone else was in the room. Something behind her smashed onto the wood floor as she quickly turned. Gram's antique vase lay in pieces and Wyatt starring at it with wide eyes. Could he have done it?
"Ohh." she muttered, rushing over to clean it up. She heard the front door open, and Phoebe call "Piper, I'm home!" as she dumped the pieces into an empty dresser drawer. Phoebe walked into the attic.
"Hey, I saw Paige down at the restaurant near the office and.what happened?"
"I don't know, I just heard a smash, turned around and there it was in a million pieces," Piper said closing the drawer.
"Well it was probably the baby," Phoebe said, picking up her nephew.
"Probably." Piper said, a little concerned. "So what were you saying?"
"Oh, right, I saw Paige down at the restaurant near the office, the one Jason took me too. You know.the really expensive looking one where my Empathy kicked in a totally ruined the entire night. Well, they looked pretty.well."
"Phoebe, we shouldn't interfere with her non-magical life," Piper told her.
"I know but its just.I.well.don't like him," Phoebe said.
"So maybe she doesn't like Jason," Piper said.
"But-"
"But nothing," Piper said. "Now lets go eat." They walked downstairs, Piper heading into the kitchen and Phoebe placing Wyatt into the playpen in the Conservatory. Piper flipped through a cookbook looking for something they could eat when the pages suddenly flipped themselves, as the Book of Shadows did from time to time. "That's strange." Piper said. The pages flipped faster before they reached the cover and it snapped shut. Piper tried to open it again, but the book refused. She pulled harder and harder but the cookbook wouldn't open.
"Phoebe!" she called, still pulling it with every ounce of strength she had. Phoebe entered the kitchen.
"You know Piper, I know plenty of men that don't like you but when it gets to books-"
"Phoebe, it won't open!" Piper said frustrated. She let go of the book only to find a horrible surprise. A tall, dark haired man appeared right in front of her, his hand on the book cover, as she let out a yelp. I'm sure you know how it feels, to turn around and see someone standing right behind you when you never knew they were there. Well imagine how it would feel to have the person appear right before your very eyes.
Another one came out of nowhere right behind Phoebe as Piper flicked her hands forward, freezing the two beings. Phoebe edged away from the thing that was about to grab her and headed to Piper still watching them.
"What are these things?" she said.
"I don't know but I want them out of here," Piper said. They frantically tried to think of something to do before they unfroze and Piper flicked her hands again- one to each of them. A small explosion appeared on their chests, which only caused them to stagger backwards a bit before coming toward them again. Piper, trying to relax herself, tried again. The explosion this time was larger, which probably got them annoyed, because they disappeared.
"Who were they?" Phoebe said.
"I have no idea." Piper said, lowering her hands.
"I'll check the book," Phoebe said, exiting the kitchen.
"And I'll try to cook something," Piper said turning back to the cookbook, realizing that it opened this time, and didn't flip its pages until Piper turned them herself.
"Thank you," she said smiling "Let's get going."
"Going where?" came a voice behind them. Piper was standing in the doorway that led to the Dining Room with her arms crossed, a baby monitor in one hand.
"To the restaurant for dinner, why?" Paige asked.
"Oh, just wondering," Piper said observing Richard. A cry emitted from the baby monitor as Piper bid goodbye and walked upstairs, hearing the front door open and close. Wyatt was standing up in his crib, crying for his mother, his cheeks looking red. "It's ok," Piper whispered to him, picking him up and placing him in her arms. "Now that you're awake, you get to help mommy clean out the attic, won't that be fun?" Piper said sarcastically as Wyatt stopped crying.
They walked upstairs to the fairly large attic, with furniture pushed off against the walls, a large rug in the middle of the floor, and a large, thick book on a wooden stand off by the large window. Piper put the baby down on the rug and handed him a rattle before moving off toward the window, past the Book of Shadows, and over to an old dresser with a red clothe across the top. It was very dusty when she opened the large drawer and Gram's old clothes and a few old mementos lay scattered here and there. She picked up a photograph of her and her sisters when they were younger before having the feeling that she wasn't alone.
She turned and only saw Wyatt, lying on the rug chewing at the rattle. She faced the dresser again, closed the drawer, and opened the next. What was in this drawer, she couldn't tell, because it was covered with dust that flew out into her face, causing her to cough. Once again she had the feeling that someone else was in the room. Something behind her smashed onto the wood floor as she quickly turned. Gram's antique vase lay in pieces and Wyatt starring at it with wide eyes. Could he have done it?
"Ohh." she muttered, rushing over to clean it up. She heard the front door open, and Phoebe call "Piper, I'm home!" as she dumped the pieces into an empty dresser drawer. Phoebe walked into the attic.
"Hey, I saw Paige down at the restaurant near the office and.what happened?"
"I don't know, I just heard a smash, turned around and there it was in a million pieces," Piper said closing the drawer.
"Well it was probably the baby," Phoebe said, picking up her nephew.
"Probably." Piper said, a little concerned. "So what were you saying?"
"Oh, right, I saw Paige down at the restaurant near the office, the one Jason took me too. You know.the really expensive looking one where my Empathy kicked in a totally ruined the entire night. Well, they looked pretty.well."
"Phoebe, we shouldn't interfere with her non-magical life," Piper told her.
"I know but its just.I.well.don't like him," Phoebe said.
"So maybe she doesn't like Jason," Piper said.
"But-"
"But nothing," Piper said. "Now lets go eat." They walked downstairs, Piper heading into the kitchen and Phoebe placing Wyatt into the playpen in the Conservatory. Piper flipped through a cookbook looking for something they could eat when the pages suddenly flipped themselves, as the Book of Shadows did from time to time. "That's strange." Piper said. The pages flipped faster before they reached the cover and it snapped shut. Piper tried to open it again, but the book refused. She pulled harder and harder but the cookbook wouldn't open.
"Phoebe!" she called, still pulling it with every ounce of strength she had. Phoebe entered the kitchen.
"You know Piper, I know plenty of men that don't like you but when it gets to books-"
"Phoebe, it won't open!" Piper said frustrated. She let go of the book only to find a horrible surprise. A tall, dark haired man appeared right in front of her, his hand on the book cover, as she let out a yelp. I'm sure you know how it feels, to turn around and see someone standing right behind you when you never knew they were there. Well imagine how it would feel to have the person appear right before your very eyes.
Another one came out of nowhere right behind Phoebe as Piper flicked her hands forward, freezing the two beings. Phoebe edged away from the thing that was about to grab her and headed to Piper still watching them.
"What are these things?" she said.
"I don't know but I want them out of here," Piper said. They frantically tried to think of something to do before they unfroze and Piper flicked her hands again- one to each of them. A small explosion appeared on their chests, which only caused them to stagger backwards a bit before coming toward them again. Piper, trying to relax herself, tried again. The explosion this time was larger, which probably got them annoyed, because they disappeared.
"Who were they?" Phoebe said.
"I have no idea." Piper said, lowering her hands.
"I'll check the book," Phoebe said, exiting the kitchen.
"And I'll try to cook something," Piper said turning back to the cookbook, realizing that it opened this time, and didn't flip its pages until Piper turned them herself.