"Every freakin' time I call this number, I get a damn voicemail," Phoebe exclaimed as she tossed the paper into the wastebasket.
"Did you happen to leave a message?" Piper asked, as the brow of her eye arched a little, causing the sister to redial the number on her phone.
"Any clues in the book about the legend or any hint about rebirth?" Piper asked Paige, while Phoebe left a brief message.
"Nope, but I think I found something ." The youngest sister smiled, giving a shred of hope, since time was ticking fast.
"Ok, here it goes, but you have to remember that Grams stated that Prue is supposed to be the legendary phoenix," the younger sister chimed as she scanned through the book to search for clues of the myth. She noticed that there was a certain passage of the legend, but to her it didn't seem to fit.
A phoenix is the mythlogoical bird that is a fire spirit .
It is said that the bird's cry is that of a beautiful song.
The Phoenix has ability to be reborn from its own ashes.
When Phoenix dies it rises from its ashes to be reborn.
They have the ability to change into people.
"Hey, I have a question," she announced as she flipped to the next page and noticed something about a dragon being the protector of the firebird.
"Earth to Paige, you said you had a question?" the elder sister asked as she gave her sister a worried look.
"Did Grams say anything about the legend saying something about a dragon?"
"I don't think so."
Phoebe ran into the attic with a notebook and her phone, "Ok, my friend from the paper just called and gave me this other number to use in order to get a hold of some guy."
"Ok, let me just take a wild guess on this: did you just happen to say that you were looking for your next big story?" she smirked as she got off the laptop to search through the papers of information she printed.
"Why yes, I did, but here is the kicker: the guy I contacted said that he knew of us and that his friends, the Winchester's, are trying to reach us, because Prue is with them," she exclaimed with excitement.
"Great so let's orbto her," Paige suggested. She noticed that Piper was gathering some potions and jotting down some spells.
"First, let's gather some things since we know that demons and upper-level demons are after her"
"Pheebes, is there anything we need to know about these guys?" Piper asked as she handed Paige some vials of potions.
"Nope, just that they are into the hunting demons and supernatural things."
"Wait a minute, our mom sent our sister to people that hunt supernatural things, like witches also!"
"Look, Pip, our mom must trust them to protect her until we get there," Phoebe shared as ran to get her bags to start packing things they needed.
"Are you two done exchanging thoughts so we can hit the road? By my clock we have twenty-two hours before the witching hour, so can you two stop bitching and let's go," Paige demanded as she took their hands to orbed into the air.
Winchester Hotel Room
"Sam," Dean whispered as he came back into the room looking around for his brother and for the beauty that has been in his mind.
"Hey, can you please keep it down? You are so giving me a headache!" Prue responded, causing Dean to tense a little, while trying to keep his mind on pure thoughts about the woman.
"Sorry, but where is Sam?"
"How about you check the bathroom and call out his name instead of mine!" she snapped, causing him to smirk.
"Dean," Sam called out from the bathroom.
"Yeah Sammy,it's just me," Dean answered back as he put the bags down on the bed.
"Hey, did you get the clothes and weapons we need?" Sam asked as he came out of the bathroom with his phone.
"Yeah, I did ."
"So, are you going to put her clothes on?" Sam asked with a huge grin on his face, causing Dean to turn red in the face.
"No, you are going to do that," he smirked.
"Wait, why?" Sam said angrily to mask his discomfort.
"Cause I have something much more important to do," he smirked with a triumphant look.
"And what's that?" Sam asked with a look of confusion.
"I have to call her sisters. C'mon now, Sam, hop to it."
Sam began to mutters grudgingly, "Jerk."
Dean smiled as he turned away and under his breath whispered, "Bitch."
But Sam remembered the message he received from Bobby right before Dean came back, "That's ok. They already left a message and they also spoke to Bobby."
"So that means they are on their way?"
"Pretty much, bro."
Sam couldn't help but laugh at the facial expression Dean had. It seemed he had lost all the color from his face.
"Hey, no magic or any funny business, babe," Dean exclaimed as he prepared himself to dress the witch.
After Dean finished dressing Prue, a bright light engulfed the room and three women appeared.
"Great, more women," Dean thought as he noticed a similar look on the three women that he seen Prue.
"Let me guess, Halliwell?" he asked, causing Piper to smile.
"Yes, and let me guess you have our sister?" she questioned as she noticed Dean standing over a fully dressed Prue.