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Chapter 10 – This Can't Be Good
Phoebe was pacing around the room. She had been asleep when her sisters got home the night before. Correction, when her sister came home. According to Piper, Prue never came home. Not only that, Jack had just called a little bit ago. He said that Prue never came to work. He had no idea where she was. He said he dropped Prue off at the house before he went home.
Piper was the voice of reason, and she wasn't even home at the moment. If Phoebe was thinking straight, she might have called Piper on her cell phone, but rational thinking was pushed aside by worry.
"Okay, Phoebe, think," Phoebe said out loud to herself. Then, she got an idea. She went to get the map of the city, as well as the crystal her and her sisters always used for scrying.
After many failed attempts, the crystal finally landed on a location. She leaned forward to see where it was. "Well, that helps," she said sarcastically. The crystal had landed right where Halliwell manor was.
She jumped when she heard the door slam. However, it wasn't the front door; it was the side door. 'That's weird, we almost never use the side door.' Then she heard two voices. One was unmistakably Prue's. The other sounded like the substitute teacher at her school.
'What is he doing here?' She snuck over to the kitchen door to hear what they were saying.
"You have your orders. Don't disappoint us," Spender said.
Prue just nodded.
With that, Spender left.
Phoebe backed away from where she was hiding. She couldn't let Prue know that she had been spying.
Prue came out of the kitchen. Her eyes were black.
'This can't be good,' Phoebe thought as she began to panic. With each step that Prue took towards Phoebe, Phoebe backed up.
Phoebe took a deep breath to calm herself. "What's going on Prue?"
"I have orders," Prue said flatly. It was no longer Prue, but a puppet controlled by the enemy.
Getting fed up that she was accomplishing nothing, Prue used her telekinesis to immobilize Phoebe. She quickly reached Phoebe. She forced Phoebe to look at her.
Phoebe quickly shut her eyes and tried to get away.
The doorbell rang.
Prue shoved Phoebe away and bolted out the side door.
Phoebe got up off of the floor and answered the door.
"Hello," Mulder said as he picked up the phone. As soon as he heard that it was his friends, the lone gunmen, he put it on speakerphone so that his colleagues could hear everything as well. "What have you found?"
"We haven't found anything on Agent Jackman yet, but we did find something very interesting on the Halliwells," Frohike said.
Hearing this, Reyes went closer to the phone. "What is it?" she asked.
"Well, we did a trace on their family line," Langly began. "The farthest back we could find was Melinda Warren, Cassandra Wentworth's grandmother."
"Isn't Cassandra Wentworth mentioned in the legend?" Scully asked.
Before anyone could answer, Dogget said slowly, "So that means that the Halliwells are related to the lady in the legend."
"Then the legend isn't really a legend, is it?" Reyes asked.
"We had suspected that it was more than a legend, but this seems to prove it," Langly said.
"If you think that's something, it gets better," Byers said. "Melinda Warren's name has a link attached. There is an article on her. According to the article, she was exposed as a witch in Salem, Massachusetts. Before she was burned at the stake, she prophesized that each generation of Warren witches would grow stronger and stronger, until there were three sisters. These sisters would be known as the Charmed Ones. They would be most powerful witches the world has ever known. Unfortunately, the article does not specify whether they would be good or evil. Due to what the legend states about Cassandra Wentworth, I would guess that they are good, but things can change."
"No offense, but you really expect us to believe this?" Doggett asked incredulously.
Ignoring that comment, Langly said, "After reading the article, we went back to the family tree. We noticed something odd. Every family had only one daughter. That is until we reached the Halliwell family. The Halliwell family contains three sisters, presumably the Charmed Ones."
Everyone was silent for a while after this.
"Thanks for the help," Mulder said.
"No problem," Frohike said. "We'll see what we can find on Jackman. See ya."
With that, they hung up.
"That is the craziest thing I've ever heard. You guys don't actually believe any of that, do you?" Doggett asked. He was the most skeptical of them all.
Even Scully, who was also a skeptic, had grown accustomed to coming across things like this over the years. She wasn't sure that she believed it, but she wouldn't push it aside just because it was unlikely. "We have to at least check into it. It's the only thing we have to go on."
The four agents got out of their car after they pulled up in front of Halliwell manor.
"So, should we take the direct approach or the subtle?" Mulder asked.
"Definitely the subtle approach. The direct approach never works," Scully said. "If, and only if, the subtle approach fails miserably, should we try the direct."
They rang the doorbell and waited. After hearing a loud thump, someone running, and then a door slam, Phoebe finally answered the door.
Phoebe stepped aside to let them in. She couldn't tell them this, but she was relieved that they were there. If they hadn't shown up when they did, she would be a mindless zombie.
"So what's up?" she asked the four of them once they were all in the living room.
"Actually, we came to ask you about something we found," Mulder said. "...Or rather, something that some friends of ours found."
"What did they find?"
"They found that you and your sisters are related to Cassandra Wentworth, the woman from the legend," Scully said. All of the agents watched closely to see Phoebe's reaction.
Phoebe, while shocked and not liking where this would wind up going, kept her facial expression neutral. "Really?" she asked, sounding surprised. "Come to think about it, I do remember Grams talking about her once or twice."
"We also found that you are related to Melinda Warren. There was a link attached to her name. It led to an article. From what the article said, definite conclusions could be made that you and your sisters are witches...the Charmed Ones," Mulder said. All of his colleagues shot him glares.
Phoebe grew uncomfortable. She stared at Mulder. She couldn't look away, or they would assume that what they already had begun to consider was true. After a while of just staring, Phoebe started to laugh. She figured it was the best approach to denying it. "For a minute there, I thought you were serious. Me...a Charmed One...yeah right." When the expression on the agent's faces didn't change, she grew nervous. They weren't buying it.
For a minute, Phoebe let her guard down. The agents could see the fear in Phoebe's eyes. Of course, they mistook this as fear of being caught. In part, this was true. But it was more than that...much more than that. She just lost her sister to the other side. She had no doubt that Prue would pull through, but in the mean time it was just her and Piper. The Power of Two would not be able to stop this.
As soon as she realized she let her guard down, Phoebe quickly came up with a cover, or at least a way to have time to herself, and possibly to get the agents to leave. "I'm sorry," Phoebe said in a calm voice. "I'll be right back. I've had a migraine for a couple days now, and the Advil just quit working." It wasn't a complete lie, for she did now have a migraine.
"We're leaving now, anyways," Reyes said.
Phoebe could tell that now, Reyes, her friend and former roommate, wouldn't back her. Reyes believed what they had all suspected. The question is, would she realize that it was the same Phoebe. That Phoebe was not evil. That she was good. Only time would tell.
After the agents were outside, Scully said to Mulder, "Way to be subtle."
"Hey, it worked didn't it?" Mulder replied.
"I hate to admit it, but I think your right," Reyes said. "I'm not ready to believe that the Halliwells are behind all of this yet, though. I know that's what your thinking, and I know that's what Agent Jackman is thinking, but I know Phoebe. She's a good person."
"Hate to break it to you, but like Byers said, things can change," Doggett said. "If Phoebe was good, why would she be so intent on keeping this from us?"
Reyes sighed in defeat. "I don't know."
"Don't worry. We'll look into this further before we arrest them," Scully said reassuringly.
After the agents left, Phoebe decided to call Darryl. She figured that maybe he could help.
When she picked up the phone and began dialing, she saw a bright white flash and received the familiar jolt.
Darryl was holding the phone, dialing the Halliwell's number.
A man was standing in front on him.
The man had black eyes.
The man forced Darryl to look straight into his eyes.
Darryl's eyes slowly began to turn black.
After the vision ended, Phoebe hung up the phone. She could tell that it happened in the past. There was nothing she could do about it.
'Great. Darryl too?' She went upstairs to get some medicine. Her headache got worse.
Prue was infected. Darryl was infected. Reyes no longer trusted her. And, to top it all off, the agents, including Reyes, suspected her and her sisters.
"This can't be good," she said in frustration. 'And supposedly, my sisters and I are the only ones capable of stopping this. Great. Just great. Well, I might as well say goodbye to the world as we know it.'
A/N: Well, there's chapter ten. Hope you liked it. Also, I am so happy! This is the longest chapter I have ever written. It's a breakthrough chapter. Yay! Anyways, thanks again to my wonderful reviewers!
Superfan: Thank you for your review! You are always really supportive, and I thank you for that.
charmedfanatic3000: Thank you for your review!
Gothic Spook: Thank you for your review! I'm glad you like it.
Chapter 10 – This Can't Be Good
Phoebe was pacing around the room. She had been asleep when her sisters got home the night before. Correction, when her sister came home. According to Piper, Prue never came home. Not only that, Jack had just called a little bit ago. He said that Prue never came to work. He had no idea where she was. He said he dropped Prue off at the house before he went home.
Piper was the voice of reason, and she wasn't even home at the moment. If Phoebe was thinking straight, she might have called Piper on her cell phone, but rational thinking was pushed aside by worry.
"Okay, Phoebe, think," Phoebe said out loud to herself. Then, she got an idea. She went to get the map of the city, as well as the crystal her and her sisters always used for scrying.
After many failed attempts, the crystal finally landed on a location. She leaned forward to see where it was. "Well, that helps," she said sarcastically. The crystal had landed right where Halliwell manor was.
She jumped when she heard the door slam. However, it wasn't the front door; it was the side door. 'That's weird, we almost never use the side door.' Then she heard two voices. One was unmistakably Prue's. The other sounded like the substitute teacher at her school.
'What is he doing here?' She snuck over to the kitchen door to hear what they were saying.
"You have your orders. Don't disappoint us," Spender said.
Prue just nodded.
With that, Spender left.
Phoebe backed away from where she was hiding. She couldn't let Prue know that she had been spying.
Prue came out of the kitchen. Her eyes were black.
'This can't be good,' Phoebe thought as she began to panic. With each step that Prue took towards Phoebe, Phoebe backed up.
Phoebe took a deep breath to calm herself. "What's going on Prue?"
"I have orders," Prue said flatly. It was no longer Prue, but a puppet controlled by the enemy.
Getting fed up that she was accomplishing nothing, Prue used her telekinesis to immobilize Phoebe. She quickly reached Phoebe. She forced Phoebe to look at her.
Phoebe quickly shut her eyes and tried to get away.
The doorbell rang.
Prue shoved Phoebe away and bolted out the side door.
Phoebe got up off of the floor and answered the door.
"Hello," Mulder said as he picked up the phone. As soon as he heard that it was his friends, the lone gunmen, he put it on speakerphone so that his colleagues could hear everything as well. "What have you found?"
"We haven't found anything on Agent Jackman yet, but we did find something very interesting on the Halliwells," Frohike said.
Hearing this, Reyes went closer to the phone. "What is it?" she asked.
"Well, we did a trace on their family line," Langly began. "The farthest back we could find was Melinda Warren, Cassandra Wentworth's grandmother."
"Isn't Cassandra Wentworth mentioned in the legend?" Scully asked.
Before anyone could answer, Dogget said slowly, "So that means that the Halliwells are related to the lady in the legend."
"Then the legend isn't really a legend, is it?" Reyes asked.
"We had suspected that it was more than a legend, but this seems to prove it," Langly said.
"If you think that's something, it gets better," Byers said. "Melinda Warren's name has a link attached. There is an article on her. According to the article, she was exposed as a witch in Salem, Massachusetts. Before she was burned at the stake, she prophesized that each generation of Warren witches would grow stronger and stronger, until there were three sisters. These sisters would be known as the Charmed Ones. They would be most powerful witches the world has ever known. Unfortunately, the article does not specify whether they would be good or evil. Due to what the legend states about Cassandra Wentworth, I would guess that they are good, but things can change."
"No offense, but you really expect us to believe this?" Doggett asked incredulously.
Ignoring that comment, Langly said, "After reading the article, we went back to the family tree. We noticed something odd. Every family had only one daughter. That is until we reached the Halliwell family. The Halliwell family contains three sisters, presumably the Charmed Ones."
Everyone was silent for a while after this.
"Thanks for the help," Mulder said.
"No problem," Frohike said. "We'll see what we can find on Jackman. See ya."
With that, they hung up.
"That is the craziest thing I've ever heard. You guys don't actually believe any of that, do you?" Doggett asked. He was the most skeptical of them all.
Even Scully, who was also a skeptic, had grown accustomed to coming across things like this over the years. She wasn't sure that she believed it, but she wouldn't push it aside just because it was unlikely. "We have to at least check into it. It's the only thing we have to go on."
The four agents got out of their car after they pulled up in front of Halliwell manor.
"So, should we take the direct approach or the subtle?" Mulder asked.
"Definitely the subtle approach. The direct approach never works," Scully said. "If, and only if, the subtle approach fails miserably, should we try the direct."
They rang the doorbell and waited. After hearing a loud thump, someone running, and then a door slam, Phoebe finally answered the door.
Phoebe stepped aside to let them in. She couldn't tell them this, but she was relieved that they were there. If they hadn't shown up when they did, she would be a mindless zombie.
"So what's up?" she asked the four of them once they were all in the living room.
"Actually, we came to ask you about something we found," Mulder said. "...Or rather, something that some friends of ours found."
"What did they find?"
"They found that you and your sisters are related to Cassandra Wentworth, the woman from the legend," Scully said. All of the agents watched closely to see Phoebe's reaction.
Phoebe, while shocked and not liking where this would wind up going, kept her facial expression neutral. "Really?" she asked, sounding surprised. "Come to think about it, I do remember Grams talking about her once or twice."
"We also found that you are related to Melinda Warren. There was a link attached to her name. It led to an article. From what the article said, definite conclusions could be made that you and your sisters are witches...the Charmed Ones," Mulder said. All of his colleagues shot him glares.
Phoebe grew uncomfortable. She stared at Mulder. She couldn't look away, or they would assume that what they already had begun to consider was true. After a while of just staring, Phoebe started to laugh. She figured it was the best approach to denying it. "For a minute there, I thought you were serious. Me...a Charmed One...yeah right." When the expression on the agent's faces didn't change, she grew nervous. They weren't buying it.
For a minute, Phoebe let her guard down. The agents could see the fear in Phoebe's eyes. Of course, they mistook this as fear of being caught. In part, this was true. But it was more than that...much more than that. She just lost her sister to the other side. She had no doubt that Prue would pull through, but in the mean time it was just her and Piper. The Power of Two would not be able to stop this.
As soon as she realized she let her guard down, Phoebe quickly came up with a cover, or at least a way to have time to herself, and possibly to get the agents to leave. "I'm sorry," Phoebe said in a calm voice. "I'll be right back. I've had a migraine for a couple days now, and the Advil just quit working." It wasn't a complete lie, for she did now have a migraine.
"We're leaving now, anyways," Reyes said.
Phoebe could tell that now, Reyes, her friend and former roommate, wouldn't back her. Reyes believed what they had all suspected. The question is, would she realize that it was the same Phoebe. That Phoebe was not evil. That she was good. Only time would tell.
After the agents were outside, Scully said to Mulder, "Way to be subtle."
"Hey, it worked didn't it?" Mulder replied.
"I hate to admit it, but I think your right," Reyes said. "I'm not ready to believe that the Halliwells are behind all of this yet, though. I know that's what your thinking, and I know that's what Agent Jackman is thinking, but I know Phoebe. She's a good person."
"Hate to break it to you, but like Byers said, things can change," Doggett said. "If Phoebe was good, why would she be so intent on keeping this from us?"
Reyes sighed in defeat. "I don't know."
"Don't worry. We'll look into this further before we arrest them," Scully said reassuringly.
After the agents left, Phoebe decided to call Darryl. She figured that maybe he could help.
When she picked up the phone and began dialing, she saw a bright white flash and received the familiar jolt.
Darryl was holding the phone, dialing the Halliwell's number.
A man was standing in front on him.
The man had black eyes.
The man forced Darryl to look straight into his eyes.
Darryl's eyes slowly began to turn black.
After the vision ended, Phoebe hung up the phone. She could tell that it happened in the past. There was nothing she could do about it.
'Great. Darryl too?' She went upstairs to get some medicine. Her headache got worse.
Prue was infected. Darryl was infected. Reyes no longer trusted her. And, to top it all off, the agents, including Reyes, suspected her and her sisters.
"This can't be good," she said in frustration. 'And supposedly, my sisters and I are the only ones capable of stopping this. Great. Just great. Well, I might as well say goodbye to the world as we know it.'
A/N: Well, there's chapter ten. Hope you liked it. Also, I am so happy! This is the longest chapter I have ever written. It's a breakthrough chapter. Yay! Anyways, thanks again to my wonderful reviewers!