Disclaimer: I still don't own Charmed
They woke up together the next morning and Grams was still not home, Prue smiled reassuringly at Piper, "Don't worry, you guys go to school". Prue was 18 and already out of school, she was planning on going to collage but had to postpone that to help out with money issues & Gram's hospital bills. Phoebe was 15 so Piper drove her to school.
School was so pointless, everything seemed so pointless to Piper. The people we're so immature talking about the most juvenile things. It was amazing she was once a gawky girl like that. She spent the day worrying silently about everything- grams, the baby, Leo. Although she was angry with him, deep down, she missed him. Perhaps because she killed him, perhaps because she loved him, this thought angered her more.
Prue looked out at of the window until she saw Piper and Phoebe drive safely away, and then she grabbed her own keys. She spent her day searching for grams, getting more and more apprehensive with each second. She glanced along the woods as she passed them, hoping for any sign of anything. Then, unexpectedly, a deer pranced out into the rode and froze seconds before Prue's car. She squinted her eyes as she swerved, when suddenly the deer flew into the woods.
Prue slammed on her breaks, her heart beating fast. What was that? Why had it suddenly flown? But somewhere, in the depths of her mind, she already knew. She knew, she had done something, somehow, she made it move.