BACK WITH A PAST – PART 3

CHAPER 4

"What will it take? Just to have the revenge I need so badly HOW LONG?" John screamed to another man that sat next to him in the car that was sailing down the streets of San Francisco. "John, we'll get our revenge soon I promise." He lifted his hand and put it in front of him, reviling a swirling ball of red light, "Because we have the power to tear them apart." He said with a grin on his face, a grin of pure evil. John clicked his neck to the side and continued to drive; as the car progressed down the road John became more relaxed, as he became more relaxed a smile grew on his face, "She's going to pay." He laughed out loud. "We can't be too hasty; we don't want to mess this up. They are the charmed ones!" the guy tried to warn. John was having none of it, "Are you kidding me, Clay, she spent over a year with us and didn't suspect a thing. For all powerful witches, they are pretty damn stupid." With this he turned to Clay, "So when do we strike again. I want them both dead, first I want Jason dead, and I want Phoebe to watch." "Soon" was the reply he got, and then the car was filled with the laughs of evil as it made its way down the street.

"Do we have to do this now?" Phoebe asked, Gripping Jason's hand tighter, Piper and Prue were sat on the chair in front of them, "Who was he?" Prue asked again, "New York was hard for me, and that was why? All you have to know is that it will get better, now. Jason's here." This caused one of the older Halliwell sisters to erupt, "What the hell is this, vague much?" she asked rhetorically, she stood up from where she sat and started to shout, "I just saw a guy, come into our house and shout of his mouth, I saw him hit you. And you're answer is, 'It will get better now' what the hell is wrong with you?" she screamed, before taking speed towards the stairs of the Halliwell manor.

Silence filled the living room; Phoebe looked up at the last remaining sister, who was sat before her, "Well I thought it would be you who was going to kick off!" Phoebe said, looking over at the oldest.

Prue sat simply looking at her sister, a sister she realized that she knew so little about. She noticed the pain and anger in Phoebe's eyes which could be reflected in her own. "I don't understand this Phoebe" she said simply in response, "Just talk to us" Phoebe looked at her hand clasped tight in Jason's, and answered, "It was hard for me Prue, New York was hard, I'm having trouble still even thinking about it, I don't think I could talk about it." "Well try we're here for you, when you need us." Prue stood to her feet and looked down on the two that sat across, "Until then I can't sit around making small talk, I'm with Piper on this, you need to explain...it all." With this Prue also headed towards the stairs and ascended them to find Piper.

Phoebe closed her eyes and pushed her free hand through her hair, fallen back on the chair, "Great, its just great." She said, mostly to her self as she fought against her heartache, she was hurting the two most important People in her life, and she didn't know what to do.

"Everything will be okay Phoebe. Just go, talk to the, tell them..." Jason's soft voice offered, "Tell them what?" Phoebe asked, "Everything... Fight whatever you have to in your heart, and tell them. You can't hold this in for the rest of you're life, it will crush you. Go up there and talk to them. They just want to help..." "I know they just want to help, but I can't even think about it let alone talk about it." "Phoebe, when you go up them stairs, tell them everything, then when you come back down I'll be here, we'll get through it." Phoebe lent into him placing a loving, sort kiss on his lips before standing up and releasing his hand, she took a deep breath, "Here it goes." She said out loud to herself.

Prue got to the top of the stairs and made her way to Piper's bedroom, the door was shut Prue lent forward and knocked it once. "Piper can I come in?" she asked, "Yeah" a distant reply came from inside.

Prue pushed open the door to fond Piper stood next to the window with her back against the wall facing the door, "How you holding up?" Prue asked walking in, "I'm sorry about that down there. I'm just really..." "Piper don't be sorry, I would have done it first, but you beat me to it..." Piper looked at her older sister's eyes, "There's much more to this than what we know isn't there?" Piper asked. Prue nodded her head in response, "Yeah, she'll come to us when she's ready."

Piper and Prue stood in the room a while longer each in their own thoughts...the silence kind of ere, but the concern only to evident.

"...Mind if I come in?" Both sisters looked up and in the open door stood the youngest sister, "I think I owe you an apology and an explanation"