Chapter 4

Piper stood in the kitchen of what could be her newest job as she stirred the sauce. She smelt it a little before stirring the pot again with a small smile as she moved towards the bottle of port and measured the amount she needed.

"Your time is up." The head Chef spoke up with a small clap of his hands as he looked at the young brunette. Piper turned in shock to find that her time was up. Gently she placed the measure glass and the bottle of port on the table. And turned to look at the Chef with fear over how he was going to take the fact that she had not finished.

"Let's see. Roast pork with gratin, Florence fennel and penne with a port giblet sauce." The Chef spoke with a slight apprehension despite the fact that he was impressed that the woman in front of him would even attempt to make a dish like the one she had made. Piper stepped closer to the Chef with nerves over her unfinished menu.

"Chef Moore?" Piper tried to interrupt the man with a shy but hopeful voice as he looked at the card before turning to the meal that was on the menu. Piper sighed in a nervous manor knowing that her food was not going to be good when she was still to put the main ingredient in the sauce.

"What?" The Chef asked the brunette woman with annoyance and distain. He had already come to the conclusion that the brown haired woman probably cooked like your everyday women. And not to the same standard as him. Nor would she ever have the same standard. Piper looked nervous.

"The port." Piper spoke with a slightly hesitant tone as she looked back over to the port and measure cup. The Chef glanced at Piper with distain which only made Piper feel all the more nerve ridden and fearful of whatever reaction the Chef was going to have about her unfinished cooking with hesitation.

"Yes. Without it, the sauce is nothing more than a salty marinara. A recipe from a woman's magazine." The Chef scoffed with humor at the very idea of it all. He glanced at Piper again. He didn't think that this girl would even make it past the first round of cooking if her shy attitude had anything to say for her. Piper looked back at the port again with longing.

"I didn't have time for-" Piper tried to explain to the Chef with a hurried voice of nerves and slight sickness in her stomach. The chef put his hand up cutting her off with a scoff. She could tell that the man didn't think much of her. Not that she could blame him. She was definitely a no one in the cooking business.

"But-" Piper tried again to interrupt the Chef with even more fear as he picked up a piece of the pasta dipped in the unfinished sauce and brought it to his mouth. Piper gulped as she flicked her hands innocently enough. Everything stopped suddenly and Piper looked around waiting for the other shoe to drop. Nothing happened. Everything stayed frozen in time.

"Chef Moore?" Piper asked with a slight hesitation as she looked closer to the Chef with even more hesitation. She looked around thinking that somehow this might have something to do with one of her brothers or Phoebe. If not all three.

"Chef Moore?" Piper repeated with even more hesitation at the thought that someone was going to jump out at her at any point scaring her. She looked around again before waving her hand in the chef's face trying to bring him out of his frozen state with fear.

"Hello?" Piper asked, with a new form of questioning as she walked around the chef not knowing what was going on. She felt her fear raise into panic over everything. She didn't understand what was going on. Piper continued to wave her hand in front of the chef and still nothing happened.

"Hello?" Piper repeated with fear as a sudden thought struck her when she noticed the pasta on the Chef's fork. Piper quickly walked over to the port and zapped up some of the liquid and quickly applied it to the pasta just as the Chef unfroze. Chef Moore tasted the food with awe. While Piper waited expectantly.

"That is very good. C'est magnifique." The Chef spoke to the gob smacked woman whom just smiled as the Chef kissed the air while enjoying the taste of the food. Piper just lightly smiled to the Chef with a mental note to call Phoebe as soon as she possibly could. And fast because if what had just happened was happening to the others then they really needed to talk.

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Dean drove his black Impala down the street towards the garage he worked in with a little more speed than he was supposed to be using but he was in a rush. Dropping off Sam had made him even later than what he was already. What he needed to do was put on his Dean Halliwell charm.

"Hey Adams, sorry I'm late. It's just that I had to take my little brother to school." Dean explained to his boss with the best charm he had as he walked into the garage. His boss, Adams glared at him. This wasn't the first time that Dean had been late. And he did tend to cause trouble. Dean smiled lightly to his boss.

"Oh really Halliwell. Your brother can't catch a bus." Adams asked his employee with an irritated tone. He knew that Dean was protective of his little brother and his elder sisters. Penny Halliwell had made sure of that but when Dean was late for work every other day it got to being a bit much. Dean shrugged slightly.

"Eh, he couldn't catch a bus. We slept in cause my big sister came back last night. It's the first time we've seen her since my Grams past away six months ago. And we're really close." Dean explained as he tried to use the sympathy and Grams card. Everyone knew that his Grams was a hard woman that made sure her grandchildren were close. And made sure that everyone knew it. Adams slightly glared at the younger boy.

"Oh really, Halliwell, then why couldn't your sister drop him off?" Adams asked his employee with sarcasm as he waited to see what excuse the boy would come up with to get out of this situation. And he knew that the boy would come up with an excuse what with him being Dean Halliwell and all. Dean nodded his head.

"Eh Prue has work at six. Piper has an audition recipe today for a job. And I would never trust Phoebe with my car. She can barely drive and we we're late. Plus Sam's only fifteen so he can't drive yet." Dean explained to his boss with a small smile on his face, light enough as not to look smug or cocky. Adams gave him a small glare at the excuse he gave him. Dean rolled his eyes at the glare. It wasn't as if he was lying to his boss. He wasn't, he was just Dean.

"Next time this happens Halliwell, you're fired." Adams warned the teenager with an angry tone as he tried to get it across to the boy that anymore short coming from him would not be tolerated. Dean smiled at his boss lightly knowing that the man was kind of pissed off with everything that Dean had been doing lately. He had hardly been on time since his Grams had died six months ago.

"What? What happens if I have a family emergency? Like when my Grams died." Dean asked his boss as he questioned the situation trying to see if he had any openings for safety. He brought up his Grams again to convince his boss even more. He had been working into the night to get a job finished that day and was called him by Prue to hear that his Grams had passed away and that Phoebe, Sam, Piper and her had been there at the time. After that Phoebe had left, Piper began cooking up whatever she could find. Sam had become mute and Prue had taken charge.

"Just remember I'm keeping a close eye on you. So get to work." Adams warmed the nineteen year old with a shake of his finger. Dean smiled at his boss as he walked away from the guy and over to the car he would be working on today. Adams glanced at the teen that had been working for him for nearing four years now. He smirked at the teenager.

"And Halliwell, I remember your Grams. Hardest customer I ever had. And she's the only reason you have more chances than hafe the other guys in this place. Now get to work." Adams told the kid in front of him with an aggravated tone despite knowing that it wasn't just because of Dean's Grams that Dean still had a job. The kid was a good mechanic. One of the best he had had in a very long time. Dean smirked.

"Thanks Adams. And I better get to work before my boss fires me." Dean spoke jokingly to his boss as he smiled lightly to him. Adams just scoffed at the boy and then walked away from him. Dean laughed as he walked over to the car that he had started working on the day before. He smiled when he noticed his friend whom smiled back at him.

"Hey Dean Boy is everything…" The man began to speak with happiness at seeing the teen. He stopped when he heard a creak as did Dean when he got closer. Suddenly the forklift that held up the cars started to fall on top of the man. Dean waved his hands a little and suddenly everything in the room stopped moving.

"John? Are you okay?" Dean called out to his friend as he ran over to the guy to see him looking like he was frozen mid-air. He was stunned by the frozen look of fear in his friend's eyes. And then he thought back to last night.

"Johnny?" Dean tried again since the very idea of Phoebe Halliwell being right came as a shock. But when yet again nothing happened he decided to take the leap of faith and believe the girl. He was shocked to believe that what Phoebe had said was the truth. He was used to Phoebe playing jokes and lying but this changed everything. And not just for him.

"Oh my god, she was right. Okay." Dean whispered to himself with the slight fear of what this would do to him in the future and how it would change his life forever. Dean then looked back at the scene before him and blinked. As carefully as he could Dean took a run and jump at his friend just as the scene unfroze. The car came crashing to the ground with a huge bang.

"What the hell's going on out here?" Adams called out to the workers as he came out of his office to see the carnage that was the now remains of the car and fork lift. He heard the sounds of coughing as the two men came away from the broken up car. Johnny looked to Dean gratefully as if he was the best person ever.

"Dean, just saved my life. God thank you so much Dean." Johnny cried out to the nineteen year old with thankfulness as he practically kneeled himself before the younger boy. Dean looked to his friend uncomfortably as their boss came towards the two with a look of concern and awkwardness.

"Halliwell?" Adams questioned the younger boy with slight concern for all of his workers as he looked at both men. Dean looked over at his boss with panic. He didn't know what to say to his boss. How could he explain what had happened. Johnny gave him a thankful tone thinking of what he should do to pay Dean back for saving his life.

"The thing fell apart. I pushed him out of the way." Dean explained his boss in the lightest way that he could without revealing the truth to his boss as Johnny continued to gush at how Dean had saved his life. Adams glanced at the scene before him with a slightly annoyed tone. He couldn't believe that this had happened.

"God, we'll get this cleaned up. You two go home. I guess you just got yourself another chance Halliwell." Adams spoke to both men with a slight hesitation as he began to think that he should probably keep both men sweet unless he wanted to be sued. And since Dean Halliwell was the grandson of Penny Halliwell then he would have to keep him sweet especially. Even if Penny had passed away several months ago.

"Thanks sir." Dean spoke to his to his boss with a small smile on his face at the very thought of this ability helping him in the way that it was already helping him. Dean quickly grabbed his things and ran out to his car before Johnny could continue to gush to him. He really needed to grab his brother and apologize to Phoebe.

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Prue walked towards Roger's office with her head held high. She had had enough of the crap that she seemed to be enduring as a result of Roger. She stepped towards his office and noticed Roger on the phone while he was trying to fix his tie.

"It was my idea to spark corporate interest from private donations. Besides not only have I been with this project since its inception, but we both know who really secured the entire exhibit….. Prue." Roger spoke with a stutter looking like a dear caught in the headlights at seeing Prue standing before him with a slightly agitated look. Prue was inwardly furious with the man before her but she didn't let it show in her stoic expression.

"I quit." Prue responded to the man before her with a strong and confident voice as she smiled at the man before her knowing how much this was going to throw Roger, especially when he hardly had anything to do with the work as it was. Roger stuttered as he glanced at his phone before looking back to the brunette.

"I'm going to have to call you back." Roger spoke down the phone with a slightly fearful tone at the very prospect of losing Prue in this job considering it was her that had got Roger to the position that he was in. he stood up fixing his tie as Prue watched him with a stoic expression on her face.

"Think about this, Prue." Roger warned the young woman with a slightly fearful tone at the prospect of Prue quitting and what it would do to him in his work. Knowing that it was Prue that had done everything so far. And he knew that he would probably fail if Prue left now. Prue raised an eyebrow to the man in front of her.

"Lousy job, lousy pay, lousy boss. What's to think about?" Prue asked her new soon to be ex-boss with a small smug smile on her face as she glanced at the man happily. She knew that she would be leaving the guy in a bad situation. Roger stuttered at that as he thought about how this was going to affect him in his job. He glanced at Prue.

"Your future. Because, believe me, if you walk out with no notice, you can kiss any references-" Roger threatened the young brunette in front of him with as much power behind his words as he could. Prue raised an eyebrow at the angered response she was receiving from the man and wondered whether or not the man had been worth dating when she had dated him. And right this second her answer would have been a big no.

"Don't threaten me, Roger." Prue threatened the man right back with an even more powerful voice as she growled angrily at the man that had just came in and replaced her. Roger stuttered out a chocked up sound as he turned and looked to the woman. Prue just glared at the man wondering if maybe Phoebe was telling the truth.

"You know me. Had to try." Roger spoke to the young woman with a wimpy tone as he shot back down from his power trip. He had an inkling that Prue could probably beat him in a fight even without the help of his brothers. Prue just glared at him with angered moss green eyes. She really didn't like Roger anymore.

"You're hurt. You're angry. Your pride is wounded I understand all that. That's why you can't see that I'm doing you a favor." Roger tried to plead to the young woman as he walked around the desk to be facing Prue without anything in between them. He had to put on a charm to get Prue to come back to work. Prue raised her eyebrows at the words that she had heard from the man in front of her. She couldn't believe what he was doing.

"Excuse me?" Prue asked the man in front of her with an insulted tone to the man that she had at one time wanted to marry. She couldn't believe that she had even given the man the time of day. Roger just smiled at the woman as he tried to make his case known to the woman that this was a good thing. And not a bad.

"I had to take the exhibit away from you. If I hadn't, the board would've put a total stranger in my place. Think about it, Prue. I'm here for you, not some stranger. You should be thanking me, not leaving me." Roger exclaimed to the younger woman with a smile on his face as he tried to get in touch with Prue's positive side. Prue looked to the man in front of her as if he was crazy. And he probably was crazy. He had caused a major fight between her and her sister. And he had wasted years of her life. She smiled at him then.

"Well, I'm not worried. I'm certain your intellect will make great work of the seventy-five computer discs and the thousands of pages of research I've left on my office." Prue spoke to the man before her with a light but happily smile tone as she thought about how this might potentially be the best thing she has ever done or the worst. But either way she was out of it. And that made her so much happier. Roger glared at her.

"You're gonna regret this." Roger threatened the young woman angrily as he glared at her with as much anger as what his words had held. Prue just let the words pass by her unstirred by what he had said. She wasn't going to let the words bother her. She just smiled unfazed by his hostile attitude. Roger glared at his smile.

"Oh I don't think so. I thought breaking up with you was the best thing I had ever done, but this definitely tops that. Goodbye, Roger." Prue spoke with a happy tone of voice as she felt like a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. A weight that had been there for a very long time. Prue smiled at him before she began to walk away the man and his office. Walking away from her job. And she didn't look back. Roger glared at the young woman angrily.

"I hope there are no office supplies in your purse!" Roger pettily called out to the young woman with anger. Prue gripped her hands together wishing she could choke the man as she walked away. However she didn't notice Roger's tie beginning to get tighter and tighter choking him. As he quickly rounded his desk and cut the tie with his scissors

"What the hell was that?" He groaned out with fear and surprise as his chair fell back with him in it. He didn't understand what was going on with him today. Meanwhile Prue walked away from the office oblivious to what she had just done. And to how right Phoebe truly was.

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Sam was in the middle of writing his report when suddenly he froze, as a weird feeling settled in his gut. Sam looked up not understanding what was going on him as he looked around the room to see everyone's eyes on their own papers. Kat noticed the look in Sam's eyes.

"Hey, Sam, are you alright?" Kat whispered to the boy beside her with a concerned and yet curious expression on her face. Sam just nodded his head to her ignoring the weird feeling that he was feeling it wasn't as if it would do him any harm. He hoped. He began to get on with his work when his thoughts went to his big brother Dean.

"Eh Mr. Halliwell, your brother is here to pick you up from a dentist appointment." The teacher suddenly spoke out to the classroom with a stubborn and agitated tone. Sam Halliwell might be one of her best students but lately he was always late or going home early. Not really productive for him. Sam looked to the teacher in confusion. He didn't have any dentist appointment.

"You never told me you were leaving me before Mr. Briggs class." Kat exclaimed to her friend with irritation at the fact that Sam was leaving her in her most hated class and yet he didn't tell her anything about it. Sam glanced at his friend with a roll of his eyes. The girl had to know that if he was leaving the class he would have told her.

"That's probably because I don't get it. Dean has work. I think Prue's picking me up tonight." Sam explained to his best friend with his own form of irritation as Kat looked at him weirdly. This was unusual. Sam suddenly felt a pain in his head and groaned. Pulling his fingers up to rest on his temple. Kat noticed the gesture and looked to her friend with concern. She wasn't used to seeing such pain in her friend.

"Are you okay Sam?" Kat asked the boy with concern for him having never seen him react in such a way even with a major headache or migraine. Sam looked over to the blonde and nodded his head to her. He knew that she had to be worried about him. He never acted in such a way to any pain. He was used to it when he used to be picked on or in his fighting class.

"Yeah, I just…. I have this feeling that something is going to happen. I just have this weird feeling." Sam exclaimed to his best friend with a slightly panted out tone as he kept himself rested in his seat. He noted that his teacher and classmates were all looking at him. Some with snide looks and sniggers and others with concern. He just waved them off.

"Well, you take your weird feelings and go meet your brother before he panics." Kat told him with humor as a defense mechanism towards her concern for the younger boy. Sam nodded at her attitude. It was the same thing that his big brother had done Sam's entire life. Sam nodded again to his best friend with a small smile on his face. Kat still held concern in her eyes.

"Yeah, I'll see you later Kat." Sam told his best friend with a small smile on his face as he turned away from the girl. He put his things in his rucksack and then stood up grabbing his jacket and leaving the room without a second thought. As soon as he was out of the class and leaned against the wall with a huff. He put pressure on his forehead. He sighed before walking towards the front desk. He noticed Dean leaning against the wall and sighed.

"What's the big deal Dean? Why the hell are you picking me up? I don't have a dentist appointment." Sam asked his big brother with a growl as he glared at the older boy. Dean rolled his eyes at his geek of a little brother. Sam came up to him and Dean pushed him out of the school doors. He would rather have this conversation in his car than in the school.

"Yeah sorry about that geek boy. But dude we need to talk." Dean responded to the younger boy with a small smile on his face that soon disappeared when he gave the younger boy a serious look. The look terrified Sam. Dean was never a serious person unless something really, really serious was happening. And that was never a good thing.

"Alright already. Phoebe was just joking around. Nothing happened last night. She was just trying to scare us." Sam spoke to his big brother with a defeated glare to the older as he began to believe that maybe Dean and Prue were right. It was just Phoebe being her usual self. A pain in their ass'. Dean shook his head at his brother. His view on their sister had changed. And today he was grateful for the young after what she had done for him. He knew that if it hadn't been for Phoebe, his friend and maybe he could be dead. He smiled.

"Actually Phoebe was right because I just froze a car from falling on one of my workmates." Dean exclaimed to his baby brother with a hysterical laughter as he jumped into the car followed by the younger boy who looked perplexed by the fact that Dean had changed from picking at Phoebe to proclaiming she was right. In Dean's eyes Phoebe Halliwell was never right.

"What? Are you kidding me dude?" Sam asked his big brother with a perplexed expression in his tone and state. He didn't understand why Dean's opinion had changed but he knew that it was never a good thing. Nothing was good when Dean changed. Dean shook his head as he smirked at the faces Sam was giving him.

"Nope, now let's get something to eat. I'm starving." Dean told his baby brother with content as they continued to walk away from the younger boy with a smirk. Sam rolled his eyes at his brother's attitude. It was the same old thing. And Dean was always hungry. Even his grams had said that Dean was like a bottomless pit. He smirked.

"You're always starving dude." Sam responded in humor to his big brother with a small laugh as he began to walk away. Dean glared at the teenager before playfully hitting the boy on the head. Sam turned to glare at his big brother before following after the older boy. He got in the car after his brother as they drove off.

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Piper stood outside the restaurant as she walked over to the phone booth with fear written all over her face as she grabbed the phone and dialed the Manor's number. Waiting for the familiar ring as she thought over everything that had just happened.

"Phoebe, answer the phone, Answer the phone." Piper begged the phone desperately as she huffed when no one answered. She glared angrily at the phone before stepping out of the phone booth more angrily than scared now. Piper jumped back into fear when she suddenly bumped into someone. She gasped until she noticed that it was her boyfriend.

"Oh, god, Jeremy, you scared me." Piper gasped out with slight fear as she looked up at her boyfriend with a light smile on her face. Jeremy looked at her with concern as he gently put a hand to her arm. Piper breathed out as she tried to forget everything that had been bothering her to enjoy some time with Jeremy.

"I can see. I'm sorry. You okay?" Jeremy apologized as he looked at the young brunette with concern written all over his face. Piper smiled at him knowing that Jeremy was probably worrying about what was wrong with her. She smiled at him used to this kind of attitude from the older man. She looked up at him.

"Yeah. Now I am. I really am. What are you doing here?" Piper asked the elder man with a small smile on her face as she tried to get her breathing in order. She moved closer to him feeling safer with Jeremy close. She felt agitated by what had happened just then and what had happened last night. She just wanted to get away from what was happening. She smiled.

"I wanted to be the first on to congratulate you on your new job." Jeremy responded to Piper with a small smile on his face as he noticed the surprised expression clearly in her eyes. Piper had a perplexed expression on her face as she looked at her boyfriend. She could never understand how Jeremy would know things like that when she hadn't even spoken to anyone yet.

"You're always surprising me. How did you know?" Piper asked the older man with confusion and surprise clearly written all over her face as she looked at the man with a small smile on her face. Jeremy always managed to surprise her. She laughed as did Jeremy had what her expression possibly held with glee.

"You prepared your specialty. And anyone who's ever sampled your work can see how talented you are." Jeremy explained to the younger woman with happiness as he revealed his knowledge to Piper. He smiled at her with delight. Piper smiled back at the man as she felt her heart melt at the words and compliment that the man had used. Piper knew that she was falling for Jeremy faster than what was normal.

"I get so turned on when you talk about food." Piper told the man seductively as she laughed slightly putting her hands into Jeremy's much bigger hands. She smiled brightly as she pulled the elder man closer to her. Jeremy smiled back at her as he pulled her forward.

"Hotdogs. Hamburgers. Pizza." Jeremy spoke to the young brunette with a bright smile on his face as he leaned down to kiss her on the lips. Piper kissed him back passionately. She didn't know what it was about Jeremy but she really did love him. All thoughts of trying to get a hold of the Manor left her mind as Jeremy dragged her away.

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Meanwhile Phoebe rode to on her bike across town. She just had to get out of the manor for a little while and was looking forward to just having some Phoebe time. It was what she looked forward too. Phoebe smiled to herself as she felt something weird at the back off her mind.

A couple of kids were rollerblading on the middle of the road. A car suddenly appeared. The car was heading towards the boy boys. The horn blared. The boys screamed as they crashed into the car. Both flying to the ground. Either injured or dead.

Phoebe gasped as she waved the image out of her head. She continued to cycle on, not wanting to think about what she had just saw. She nearly froze when she saw a car move forward. And then she saw the boys' rollerblading at the bottom of the road. Phoebe speeded up.

"Wait. No wait." Phoebe yelled but the boys didn't stop. Phoebe sped up faster as she swerved her bike. The car skidded out of the way as Phoebe landed heavily on her right arm. As she heard a sickening crack. The boys ran over to her as did the man in the car. Phoebe looked up unaware as she slipped into unconsciousness.