Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or X-Files. I also don't own the idea behind the virus. That comes from the X-Files movie.
Superfan: I figured that if I added another character in there, it would be easier to explain how Agent Jackman and C.G.B. Spender got involved. And, no, the demon isn't Tempus. It's a character that I made up. Thanks, again, for reviewing!
N. L. Retentive: Really? Thank you! Oh, and this takes place during season two. It takes place between the time that Prue and Jack start to get along and when Prue quits her job to become a professional photographer.
Chapter 5 – New Information isn't Necessarily a Good Thing
Phoebe sat staring at her laptop. She had tried just about every search engine she could think of. She had checked every site that came up. She didn't find anything that would explain how her and her sisters could be involved.
Usually, the only times that they were ever involved, were times in which the culprit was supernatural in nature. There had been only one exception to that. That was when two thugs had decided to kidnap the young witch Max. They had found out about his powers and wanted to use him to commit a crime. So, even though the culprits weren't supernatural in nature, the circumstances were.
She sighed. This was hopeless. Then, she had this odd nagging feeling to try a different key word. She thought that that would just be a waste of time, but, then again, her instincts rarely, if ever, let her down.
So, she typed in the only other key word she could think of to search under. She scrolled down the page. There was one site match. She clicked on it.
'This is it,' she thought. 'This is what I had been looking for.'
She would have been happier about the fact that her search wasn't a failure, but with everything she was reading, she couldn't feel happy about anything.
This was going to be bigger...and a lot worse...than she ever could have imagined.
Prue walked to her car after a long day of work. After what Jack had told her about the spread of the virus, she had been uneasy. She didn't even want to think about how many days she would need to take off of work for a "family emergency," the excuse she always used when something like this came up.
She knew that her and her sisters would have to think things through before they took action. This wasn't going to be easy. She knew that much for sure. And, they would have the upper hand if they could somewhat prepare before they got deep in this mess.
Before she could go home, however, she would have to go to the store. She needed to do a light shopping to pick up some milk, bread, eggs, and, of course, a few instant coffee mixes. Caffeine was what kept her going in times like these. It was the same for her sisters. There were often times that they had to go with barely any sleep, if any. She could pretty much guess, right now, that this would be one of those times.
Piper was staring around her club. Normally, at this time of night, the club was packed. Now, however, it was empty. The only people that had been there were employees, whom she had let go home. She figured there was no use keeping the club open if no one was going to come, so, she decided to close early.
"I cannot wait 'til this thing is over," she said. She knew very well that no one came because of the recent events. Everyone was afraid of getting the virus. They figured that a place like the club would not be the safest place to be in right then.
She walked around, checking to make sure that everything was turned off and locked.
She froze when she heard something move. She knew that the doors were locked, and that nothing could get into her club. But, she also knew that she wasn't going crazy. She had heard something.
Her mind raced when she realized that anything was possible. Most of the beings that her and her sisters had dealt with didn't need to use a door to get into a building.
She heard it again. She walked over to where the sound was coming from. She instinctively raised her hands out in front of her to freeze time. Time stood still.
She sighed a breath of relief when she saw what it was. Five people were standing at the door of the club...outside. One of the five she recognized as Darryl. She quickly unfroze time and opened the door to let them in.
'Fighting evil has made me paranoid,' Piper thought.
Once inside, Darryl made the introductions. The four agents were once again reminded of how small the world is when they found that Piper was Phoebe's sister.
Darryl had suggested that they go talk to Piper to see if she knew anything. The reasoning for this being that he figured that Piper, as well as Prue and Phoebe, was involved with this. Of course, that is not the reason he gave the agents. He chose to take them to see Piper, because she was the only one he could come up with a reason for. She owned a club. Lots of people went there, and chances are, some of those people had the virus.
Due to the fact that they didn't have any ideas of what to do, the agents decided that it was worth a shot.
"By any chance, do you know anything that might help us?" Reyes asked.
"I'm sorry," Piper replied. "I wish I did. All I know is what Phoebe has already told me, which isn't much. And, as you can see, no one is coming to the club currently. Everyone is afraid of this virus. Even the band I had booked for tonight canceled. But..."
Piper was interrupted when her cell phone rang. "Hello," she said as she answered it. "...Whoa! Slow down there. And, could you please speak in English. I didn't understand anything you just said." Piper grew more worried every second. It was Phoebe that had called, and, apparently, she had found something important on the Internet...something that dealt with the virus. "Okay, I'll be there shortly." Then, she hung up.
"I'm sorry. Something's come up. I've got to go," Piper said calmly.
"Is everything all right?" Mulder asked. Piper had visibly tensed during her conversation with Phoebe.
"Yeah," Piper stated. When she received questioning looks, she used the excuse that she always used for this kind of situation. "It's family stuff." She avoided Darryl's gaze. She could almost feel the worried look he was giving her. Darryl knew what Piper meant by "family stuff." It meant that he had been right. Piper and her sisters were involved in this. Their lives were in danger.
He knew that they dealt with things like this on an almost everyday basis, but he couldn't help but to worry. They were his friends...no...they were closer than friends. They were like family.
The six of them walked out of the club. Piper locked up as she went out.
When Piper arrived home, she saw that Prue was there, too. She could tell that Prue knew about as much as she did...nothing.
"Well, what is it, Phoebes?" Prue asked once Piper sat next to them.
"Well..." Phoebe began. "I found this website on the Internet that was devoted to an incident similar to this. It happened a long time ago...in the early 1700s."
"Something like this has happened before?" Piper asked.
"Yes," Phoebe replied. "The website says that it is a legend that predicted that this would happen, but after everything we've been through, I'm not sure that it is just a legend. I think it actually happened. Either way, it proves that this is no ordinary virus. It technically isn't a virus. It is more like a controlling device." Phoebe paused, trying to decide how to explain the next part.
"What is it?" Prue asked. She recognized the look on Phoebe's face. Piper had the same expression, and, Prue was guessing, so did she. They were afraid. Afraid of what was to come. Afraid of what would happen if they failed to stop whatever this was.
Phoebe took a deep calming breath before continuing.
A/N: Well, that's it for chapter five. Oh, and I was debating about whether I should bring the "Lone Gunmen," Mulder's hacker friends, into this. What do you think?
Superfan: I figured that if I added another character in there, it would be easier to explain how Agent Jackman and C.G.B. Spender got involved. And, no, the demon isn't Tempus. It's a character that I made up. Thanks, again, for reviewing!
N. L. Retentive: Really? Thank you! Oh, and this takes place during season two. It takes place between the time that Prue and Jack start to get along and when Prue quits her job to become a professional photographer.
Chapter 5 – New Information isn't Necessarily a Good Thing
Phoebe sat staring at her laptop. She had tried just about every search engine she could think of. She had checked every site that came up. She didn't find anything that would explain how her and her sisters could be involved.
Usually, the only times that they were ever involved, were times in which the culprit was supernatural in nature. There had been only one exception to that. That was when two thugs had decided to kidnap the young witch Max. They had found out about his powers and wanted to use him to commit a crime. So, even though the culprits weren't supernatural in nature, the circumstances were.
She sighed. This was hopeless. Then, she had this odd nagging feeling to try a different key word. She thought that that would just be a waste of time, but, then again, her instincts rarely, if ever, let her down.
So, she typed in the only other key word she could think of to search under. She scrolled down the page. There was one site match. She clicked on it.
'This is it,' she thought. 'This is what I had been looking for.'
She would have been happier about the fact that her search wasn't a failure, but with everything she was reading, she couldn't feel happy about anything.
This was going to be bigger...and a lot worse...than she ever could have imagined.
Prue walked to her car after a long day of work. After what Jack had told her about the spread of the virus, she had been uneasy. She didn't even want to think about how many days she would need to take off of work for a "family emergency," the excuse she always used when something like this came up.
She knew that her and her sisters would have to think things through before they took action. This wasn't going to be easy. She knew that much for sure. And, they would have the upper hand if they could somewhat prepare before they got deep in this mess.
Before she could go home, however, she would have to go to the store. She needed to do a light shopping to pick up some milk, bread, eggs, and, of course, a few instant coffee mixes. Caffeine was what kept her going in times like these. It was the same for her sisters. There were often times that they had to go with barely any sleep, if any. She could pretty much guess, right now, that this would be one of those times.
Piper was staring around her club. Normally, at this time of night, the club was packed. Now, however, it was empty. The only people that had been there were employees, whom she had let go home. She figured there was no use keeping the club open if no one was going to come, so, she decided to close early.
"I cannot wait 'til this thing is over," she said. She knew very well that no one came because of the recent events. Everyone was afraid of getting the virus. They figured that a place like the club would not be the safest place to be in right then.
She walked around, checking to make sure that everything was turned off and locked.
She froze when she heard something move. She knew that the doors were locked, and that nothing could get into her club. But, she also knew that she wasn't going crazy. She had heard something.
Her mind raced when she realized that anything was possible. Most of the beings that her and her sisters had dealt with didn't need to use a door to get into a building.
She heard it again. She walked over to where the sound was coming from. She instinctively raised her hands out in front of her to freeze time. Time stood still.
She sighed a breath of relief when she saw what it was. Five people were standing at the door of the club...outside. One of the five she recognized as Darryl. She quickly unfroze time and opened the door to let them in.
'Fighting evil has made me paranoid,' Piper thought.
Once inside, Darryl made the introductions. The four agents were once again reminded of how small the world is when they found that Piper was Phoebe's sister.
Darryl had suggested that they go talk to Piper to see if she knew anything. The reasoning for this being that he figured that Piper, as well as Prue and Phoebe, was involved with this. Of course, that is not the reason he gave the agents. He chose to take them to see Piper, because she was the only one he could come up with a reason for. She owned a club. Lots of people went there, and chances are, some of those people had the virus.
Due to the fact that they didn't have any ideas of what to do, the agents decided that it was worth a shot.
"By any chance, do you know anything that might help us?" Reyes asked.
"I'm sorry," Piper replied. "I wish I did. All I know is what Phoebe has already told me, which isn't much. And, as you can see, no one is coming to the club currently. Everyone is afraid of this virus. Even the band I had booked for tonight canceled. But..."
Piper was interrupted when her cell phone rang. "Hello," she said as she answered it. "...Whoa! Slow down there. And, could you please speak in English. I didn't understand anything you just said." Piper grew more worried every second. It was Phoebe that had called, and, apparently, she had found something important on the Internet...something that dealt with the virus. "Okay, I'll be there shortly." Then, she hung up.
"I'm sorry. Something's come up. I've got to go," Piper said calmly.
"Is everything all right?" Mulder asked. Piper had visibly tensed during her conversation with Phoebe.
"Yeah," Piper stated. When she received questioning looks, she used the excuse that she always used for this kind of situation. "It's family stuff." She avoided Darryl's gaze. She could almost feel the worried look he was giving her. Darryl knew what Piper meant by "family stuff." It meant that he had been right. Piper and her sisters were involved in this. Their lives were in danger.
He knew that they dealt with things like this on an almost everyday basis, but he couldn't help but to worry. They were his friends...no...they were closer than friends. They were like family.
The six of them walked out of the club. Piper locked up as she went out.
When Piper arrived home, she saw that Prue was there, too. She could tell that Prue knew about as much as she did...nothing.
"Well, what is it, Phoebes?" Prue asked once Piper sat next to them.
"Well..." Phoebe began. "I found this website on the Internet that was devoted to an incident similar to this. It happened a long time ago...in the early 1700s."
"Something like this has happened before?" Piper asked.
"Yes," Phoebe replied. "The website says that it is a legend that predicted that this would happen, but after everything we've been through, I'm not sure that it is just a legend. I think it actually happened. Either way, it proves that this is no ordinary virus. It technically isn't a virus. It is more like a controlling device." Phoebe paused, trying to decide how to explain the next part.
"What is it?" Prue asked. She recognized the look on Phoebe's face. Piper had the same expression, and, Prue was guessing, so did she. They were afraid. Afraid of what was to come. Afraid of what would happen if they failed to stop whatever this was.
Phoebe took a deep calming breath before continuing.
A/N: Well, that's it for chapter five. Oh, and I was debating about whether I should bring the "Lone Gunmen," Mulder's hacker friends, into this. What do you think?