BACK WITH A PAST
Part 5
Chapter 6
The phone rang in the Halliwell manor, breaking the uncomfortable silence that had been there ever since Phoebe told her sisters what went on in New York about and hour ago, each of them dealing with it in their own way. Prue had locked herself in the basement, where she develops photos, saying she wanted to do work, get her mind of things. Piper stayed in her room, both of the older to felt a great deal of anger, guilt and overall frustration.
"Hello, Phoebe Halliwell." She answered, "Hey BABE!" came the rugged voice that brought back so many awful memories, Phoebe's anger flared, "What do you want?" she asked, "Now darling that inst any way, to treat me what happened to the love..." "You killed it" she replied angrily, "Look I want to meet you, 32 Ashby court, the docks, wear house three. Either you come to me, alone or...I come to you, and you and you're sister's will pay. It's you're choice!" was the last thing he said before putting the phone down.
Phoebe replaced the receiver and walked towards the living room, Jason was sat, head in his hands, when he hared Phoebe come in to the room he looked up at her, something had changed, something was very different, when he looked into her eyes he saw a mixture of anger, hurt and determination. He stood up from the sofa and turned to her, "Who was on the phone" he asked, "I have to go!" was all she said, taking her keys of the side, and picking up her mobile phone. "Phoebe, please. Answer my question." Phoebe looked at him, "I'm going out?" she replied, "It was John, wasn't it." He said the concern evident in his voice.
Phoebe turned to head towards the door, but there was no way that he was going to let that happen, "Don't do this to me please don't push me away. Let me help." He said in a last attempt to stop Phoebe. She stopped but kept her back to him, "You can't help. Only I can do this." Jason lost it, his voice rose in anger not towards phoebe but John, he couldn't help it, he would do anything to stop her "Are you out of your head?" he asked sternly, in a raised voice, "You do remember what happened to you in New York don't you?" Phoebe also lost it, she swung around and through her phone and keys to the floor, with such an impact that the phone smashed into peaces, "of course I remember, what you think I just forget about it, I live through it every time I close my eyes. I feel the pain as the knife goes through my side, I see his evil grin, I cry myself to sleep, so no I haven't forget and probably never will." She screamed.
Before Jason could answer the two oldest sisters ran to where they stood, Piper coming down the stairs to join them in the foyer and Prue came through the kitchen. "What's happened, what is it?" Prue asked, Phoebe looked from Jason's hurt face to the oldest Halliwell, "Nothing!" "I can't let you..." Jason said, Phoebe looked back at him, "You don't have a choice...I can't live like this." "Well if you go...you wont be living at all." He said bluntly his voice still loud. "So what you want me to just sit around. You of all people should know that I won't do that..." Phoebe explained, "What's going on?" Piper asked this time, Phoebe looked at her and then Prue, "I'm going out." She said simply, she bent down and picked up the keys, "Don't start this crap...not after last time..." Jason screamed, "What's that meant to mean?" Phoebe screamed, "You know what it means; this is exactly what he wants you to do...are you naturally stupid, or is it something that you have to work at?" he asked, pain only to evident, Phoebe screamed louder, at him, "If I don't go to him, then he is going to come here, he is going to come here and kill my sisters, kill you..." tears started to role down her face.
She dropped her hand to her side and let the keys fall, but continued to scream, "I'm scared, don't you see that, and I can't be like this any more this has to stop." She screamed, before looking at Jason, he moved forward and wrapped his arms around her, she put her head on his chest, "I'm really scared." "I know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout I just don't want you to get hurt." Phoebe nodded her head "I know." They stayed like this for a minuet.
Until Phoebe pulled back from him and looked at her sisters, "John's coming here. And I'm not going to lie, this could get bad." "We can't let him just come, can't we call the police?" Prue asked, "No, the police didn't do anything last time I'm going to sort it..." Phoebe explained, with this she walked towards the living room Jason, piper and Prue followed and stood by the sofa, Phoebe walked over to the cabinet and pulled open a draw from it she pulled out a brown wooded box, not that big.
She brought it over to the coffee table and placed it down sitting on the sofa she popped open the top of the box, reveling a black pistol she pulled it out, and Prue and Piper gasped in shock, Phoebe ignored it, she had one thing to do, protect her sisters and she had to do what she had to do and Jason knew this. "Phoebe what are you doing? You had a gun in our house." Phoebe didn't look up, she just took the clip from the box and pushed it into the bottom of the gun, "I'm getting my life back" she said before standing up and looking at Jason.
"You packing?" she asked, He put his hand under the coat and pulled out a silver gun, "Yeah." He answered, "Are you ready!" he asked, She nodded her head, and lent back down to the box, taking out a second clip she handed it to him, "Ammo!" she stated before turning to her sisters who were stood n shock, they really never knew their sister.
"Phoebe I don't like this" Prue said, Phoebe looked at her, "I know you don't, truth is neither do I. I have to do this to get my life back. Will you just go upstairs and lock your selves in the room." "We can't just leave you..." Piper said Phoebe put the gun in the waist line of her trousers; she walked over to her sisters, "Please, go upstairs, this is going to get nasty and I don't want you two getting hurt."
After trying to argue with Phoebe, Piper and Prue finally gave in and walked up the stairs and into Piper's room as instructed they locked the door. It was now an hour since the phone call, and the demise of one or more was close...to close!
Part 5
Chapter 6
The phone rang in the Halliwell manor, breaking the uncomfortable silence that had been there ever since Phoebe told her sisters what went on in New York about and hour ago, each of them dealing with it in their own way. Prue had locked herself in the basement, where she develops photos, saying she wanted to do work, get her mind of things. Piper stayed in her room, both of the older to felt a great deal of anger, guilt and overall frustration.
"Hello, Phoebe Halliwell." She answered, "Hey BABE!" came the rugged voice that brought back so many awful memories, Phoebe's anger flared, "What do you want?" she asked, "Now darling that inst any way, to treat me what happened to the love..." "You killed it" she replied angrily, "Look I want to meet you, 32 Ashby court, the docks, wear house three. Either you come to me, alone or...I come to you, and you and you're sister's will pay. It's you're choice!" was the last thing he said before putting the phone down.
Phoebe replaced the receiver and walked towards the living room, Jason was sat, head in his hands, when he hared Phoebe come in to the room he looked up at her, something had changed, something was very different, when he looked into her eyes he saw a mixture of anger, hurt and determination. He stood up from the sofa and turned to her, "Who was on the phone" he asked, "I have to go!" was all she said, taking her keys of the side, and picking up her mobile phone. "Phoebe, please. Answer my question." Phoebe looked at him, "I'm going out?" she replied, "It was John, wasn't it." He said the concern evident in his voice.
Phoebe turned to head towards the door, but there was no way that he was going to let that happen, "Don't do this to me please don't push me away. Let me help." He said in a last attempt to stop Phoebe. She stopped but kept her back to him, "You can't help. Only I can do this." Jason lost it, his voice rose in anger not towards phoebe but John, he couldn't help it, he would do anything to stop her "Are you out of your head?" he asked sternly, in a raised voice, "You do remember what happened to you in New York don't you?" Phoebe also lost it, she swung around and through her phone and keys to the floor, with such an impact that the phone smashed into peaces, "of course I remember, what you think I just forget about it, I live through it every time I close my eyes. I feel the pain as the knife goes through my side, I see his evil grin, I cry myself to sleep, so no I haven't forget and probably never will." She screamed.
Before Jason could answer the two oldest sisters ran to where they stood, Piper coming down the stairs to join them in the foyer and Prue came through the kitchen. "What's happened, what is it?" Prue asked, Phoebe looked from Jason's hurt face to the oldest Halliwell, "Nothing!" "I can't let you..." Jason said, Phoebe looked back at him, "You don't have a choice...I can't live like this." "Well if you go...you wont be living at all." He said bluntly his voice still loud. "So what you want me to just sit around. You of all people should know that I won't do that..." Phoebe explained, "What's going on?" Piper asked this time, Phoebe looked at her and then Prue, "I'm going out." She said simply, she bent down and picked up the keys, "Don't start this crap...not after last time..." Jason screamed, "What's that meant to mean?" Phoebe screamed, "You know what it means; this is exactly what he wants you to do...are you naturally stupid, or is it something that you have to work at?" he asked, pain only to evident, Phoebe screamed louder, at him, "If I don't go to him, then he is going to come here, he is going to come here and kill my sisters, kill you..." tears started to role down her face.
She dropped her hand to her side and let the keys fall, but continued to scream, "I'm scared, don't you see that, and I can't be like this any more this has to stop." She screamed, before looking at Jason, he moved forward and wrapped his arms around her, she put her head on his chest, "I'm really scared." "I know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout I just don't want you to get hurt." Phoebe nodded her head "I know." They stayed like this for a minuet.
Until Phoebe pulled back from him and looked at her sisters, "John's coming here. And I'm not going to lie, this could get bad." "We can't let him just come, can't we call the police?" Prue asked, "No, the police didn't do anything last time I'm going to sort it..." Phoebe explained, with this she walked towards the living room Jason, piper and Prue followed and stood by the sofa, Phoebe walked over to the cabinet and pulled open a draw from it she pulled out a brown wooded box, not that big.
She brought it over to the coffee table and placed it down sitting on the sofa she popped open the top of the box, reveling a black pistol she pulled it out, and Prue and Piper gasped in shock, Phoebe ignored it, she had one thing to do, protect her sisters and she had to do what she had to do and Jason knew this. "Phoebe what are you doing? You had a gun in our house." Phoebe didn't look up, she just took the clip from the box and pushed it into the bottom of the gun, "I'm getting my life back" she said before standing up and looking at Jason.
"You packing?" she asked, He put his hand under the coat and pulled out a silver gun, "Yeah." He answered, "Are you ready!" he asked, She nodded her head, and lent back down to the box, taking out a second clip she handed it to him, "Ammo!" she stated before turning to her sisters who were stood n shock, they really never knew their sister.
"Phoebe I don't like this" Prue said, Phoebe looked at her, "I know you don't, truth is neither do I. I have to do this to get my life back. Will you just go upstairs and lock your selves in the room." "We can't just leave you..." Piper said Phoebe put the gun in the waist line of her trousers; she walked over to her sisters, "Please, go upstairs, this is going to get nasty and I don't want you two getting hurt."
After trying to argue with Phoebe, Piper and Prue finally gave in and walked up the stairs and into Piper's room as instructed they locked the door. It was now an hour since the phone call, and the demise of one or more was close...to close!
