A/N: Wow it took a while but i wrote another... maybe I just don't know how to kill Phoebe, anyone have suggestions? let me know in your reviews! lol

Tittle: The Return Of The Source.

Chapter 8: The Halliwell Line AKA Whore's R Us!

"Why are you sad, Piper? Is it cause we have to kill Phoebe?"

"No. Why would I be sad about that?"

"Well, she's your sister and all..."

"She's your sister too!"

"But I only known her for like 4 years, you known her all her life."

"Hence the not caring about killing her."

"But you're still sad."

"Well, ever since Leo became human, I realized he might like guys."

"NOW you realized?"

"Was it that obvious?"

"Didn't you find it weird how he and Cole always were out together?"

"I thought he just needed a man friend."

"Piper, would Cole hang around with someone like Leo if he wasn't getting it on with him?"

Prue walked in with a big book. Piper and Paige turned their attention to the book. "What is this?" Piper asked.

"It's a book I wrote." Prue said with a smile. "The Many Ways To Kill My Sisters. I knew it would come in handy one day."

Paige picked up the book. "Chapter one: Ways to kill with ropes." She flipped some pages. "Chapter two: When they sleep with your fiancée." Chapter three: Insanely pale chicks that replace you." Paige gave Piper a look. They both turned to Prue.

"What?" Prue asked as she sat down.

"You're a sick person, you know that?" Piper told her.

"Well, this sick person came up with 456 ways to kill Phoebe, so you should be thankful."

"This stuff isn't going to work you ass! She's the Source for Piper's sake!" Paige yelled dramatically for no reason.

"Why don't we use the Halliwell line spell, like with the others?" Piper offered.

"I was thinking about that but Grams, Mom and Prue are all here. And Prue's alive now, if wouldn't work."

"Isn't anyone glad I'm alive?"

Crickets chirped.

"I'm going to go cry in the bathroom while I puke." Prue stormed out.

"Drama queen..." Paige muttered.

"HEY!" Piper perked up. "Why don't we summon the other five witches of the spell!"

"You mean, Melinda, Astrid, Laura, Helena and Grace?"

"Yeah." Piper stood up. "Halliwell witches that stood besides us, move now from time and space, the great Piper now calls, Melinda, Astrid, Laura, Helena and Grace."

In a flow of white orb lights the five witches appeared in the living room.

"Not you again." Melinda scowled.

"And hi to you too Melinda." Piper greeted.

"Hi, I'm Paige we never met."

"And you are?" Melinda inquired.

"Piper's sister."

"I'm sorry." Melinda shook her head. "The rules clearly state that there can only be three."

"Yes, but then Prue died..." Piper started.

"Oh, she did..." Melinda looked shifty.

"Wait!" Prue yelled as she stormed in. "You saw it, didn't you? My death! And you didn't tell me."

"I don't know what you're talking about..." Melinda said obviously.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Guys!" Paige stepped in. "Where did the others go?" the witches looked around to find a lack of Laura, Helena, Astrid and Grace.

"Oh great crapping Prue!" Piper muttered.

"We'll have to find them. We need them to kill Phoebe." Paige said.

"We're killing your sister?" Melinda inquired again.

"Yep."

"Uh huh."

"Finally."

"Oh. Ok." Melinda said with a smile.

To be continued...