"Et couper! Ethan! Jenna! Cinquième prise!
"Qui, Maxime."
Jenna walked away from the "set" which happened to be the shores of a privately owned beach among the French Riviera. Her director, Maxime, just instructed the actors for a five minute break. They were really behind schedule, they should have been done this scene two days ago, but some freak thunderstorm kept delaying filming. Usually they would move on with other scenes, but this scene was crucial to the main storyline.
Their characters, Lucas and Sophie were kidnapped by crazy kidnappers that wanted to take Lucas hostage for revenge from a disgruntled former business partner of Lucus's father. The scene was supposed to start with a bunch of men riding on jet skis then when they landed, they grabbed both and threw black bags over their heads. Right after they were dragged to the water crafts, their stunt doubles would take over.
Jenna was nervous about doing this scene. Not that she was afraid of the water, she loved swimming, it was her portrayal of Sophie. She knew how loyal the audience members were to Delphine. The actress that played her, Caroline Lacroix, was currently on maternity leave, and the producers created the character Sophie Morgan to keep the storyline interesting.
Ethan Olivier, the actor who played Lucus Caswell, character was in a longtime on/off relationship with Delphine. She knew the fans weren't happy that his character was dating another woman, a American. But she was determined to play the role to her fullest. She looked at her phone. She wanted to call Dean, but had no time. So she sent him a text instead.
'Hope you are doing good. Miss you. Tell Sam I said hi. I'll call you later. My big scene is coming up next.' Then she hit SEND.
"Tout le monde, retournez au plateau!" Maxime, the director called. Jenna didn't hear him, she was too busy laughing at Dean's text back.
"Psst! Jenna! The boss is calling for you!" Maxime's assistant whispered. "Jenna!"
"Whoops. Thanks Charles." Jenna handed him her phone. The new assistant nodded. Jenna went and took her place.
Later that night, as Jenna was laughing at Dean's story on his crazy shenanigans when he was in Wyoming, she thanked him for protecting her from Plutus. Whoever that was. She told Dean, the new season would begin in a few months. He promised to tune in. She also told him not to pay any attention to any tabloid rumors.
Prue was busy taking photographs of Buddy Boyle, and her fellow writer, Tamera was recording him on her phone. The angels were watching Prue like a hawk. No one dared move, the angels were very watchful.
"Yes, I believe I am doing great things. I spread the Holy Message, and the masses listen. All you need to do is say yes!"
"Since your church keeps growing, what else is going to happen? Any new plans to expand?" Tamara asked.
"We are planning to go international, we have translators putting their own messages out there. We hope to be the biggest church in the world!"
"Bigger than the Catholic Church?"
"We will be one with all religions. The angels work with our Father. Their message is to spread the Good Word. That is our goal."
Manny stifled a yawn. Total bull. He didn't trust the angels. He knew the angels were planning to take over Earth. He smirked at Buddy. He was preaching about the good work he was doing, but Manny wasn't fooled. He could see how scared the preacher was. Manny knew Buddy was way in over his head.
Since Prue was busy, he quietly slipped away and went to an empty room. He had a small knife ready, he was ready to cut open his hand to make a angel banish symbol. After he went to the back, he quickly went to a computer and uploaded a program from the SD card he was carrying. After that was done, he added a second one. Unfortunately, this one took longer, due to the size of the memory. When he heard footsteps, he begged the computer to hurry up.
''C'mon. Hurry!'' He whispered. He was ready to cut his hand, until the footsteps kept going the other way. After he was done, he took the card and snuck out.
"Lost?" The voice asked.
Manny jumped. When he turned around, it was the angel Bartholomew.
He made up a bullshit, but hopefully believable excuse. "I need to take a leak. Where's the john?"
Five minutes later Manny was back to the main set. Thank god, that angel bought his excuse. Gabriel's illusion worked. The angels truly believed that "Prue" was actually real. Usually magic that heavy would make Prue tired, but Gabriel boosted the sister's powers. Prue can use her astral powers to make her double stick around for a long while, a few hours at most. When Prue saw the interview wrapping up, she hurriedly ran back to where the equipment was and started packing up.
"Those angels are scary? Don't you agree?"
'Prue' nodded.
"How about you Manny?"
"Yep. Personally, I think they are dicks."
"You too? Man, what I read in the bible, what I believed is not true. My poor grandma was heartbroken." Tamera tells both Prue and Manny.
"The bible says angels are warriors, not protectors of mankind." Manny said.
"You're not wrong. I went to Catholic school as a kid. Prue, you are awfully quiet. What is your opinion?"
Luckily they were interrupted when Tamera's phone rang. "Excuse me."
Manny went and packed up the back, while "Prue" sat in the front seat. After he finished packing up, he went and sat in the driver's seat. Tamera wasn't from New York, and was nervous about driving in the city. Prue's been here a few times, she transferred to NYU from Golden State University while she was in her sophomore year. After she graduated, she worked at the galleries in New York, especially a brief stint at New York's famous MET (Metropolitan Museum of Art) art gallery, only moving back to San Francisco when Piper mentioned grandma wasn't feeling well those last few weeks.
Prue met Roger on the plane home. He was her seat mate. Prue didn't recognize him, but Roger did. He was at the MET gallery trying to convince the CEOs to sell Bucklands a rare painting. When he saw Prue working as a guide, he tripped and fell falling flat on his face. Prue and almost everyone never noticed, this was NYC after all. He was extremely embarrassed, but was grateful no one noticed. He was even more embarrassed when he saw who his seat mate was, but Prue was too busy thinking about Grams.
"I hope I didn't wreak anything." Roger said. When he tripped, he accidentally knocked over a display.
"Huh. What display." Prue asked.
"At the MET. I was walking and accidentally tripped and fell knocking over a display."
When Prue gave him a blank stare, Roger was even more embarrassed.
"You know, back at New York, at the MET Gallery."
"Oh. You were that guy. The one that wanted to buy the Monet."
That was the beginning of their courtship. They dated for a few years, even moving in together. They got engaged shortly after, only breaking up when Prue found him in bed with their new secretary. But that wasn't the worst part Roger did. He kissed young Phoebe against her will.
When Prue caught them, she was understandably angry. But at her baby sister. Phoebe at the time was known you be a notorious boyfriend stealer. Always going after after girls boyfriends, even her sisters. Phoebe was a brat. But this time Phoebe was innocent. She tried to tell Prue, Grams and Piper that Roger kept hitting on her. Even the first day they met.
At the time neither Prue or Piper got along with Phoebe, and no one believed her. Phoebe cried that Roger wouldn't leave her alone and kept calling and trying to ask her out. It was only after he cornered her at Prue's engagement party is when he grabbed her and started kissing her. When Prue walked in looking for Roger to introduce him to her friends, Roger claimed Phoebe started hitting on him. He also said Phoebe wouldn't take no for an answer and kissed him to see what he was missing.
Prue, knowing Phoebe's past of being a boyfriend stealer, yelled at her to get out. Phoebe cried and begged Prue to believe her, but Prue didn't want to hear it. It was only when she caught Roger cheating that she finally saw the truth. Her powers were dormant at the time, but seeing him break her heart caused her powers to channel her anger against Roger. Causing their sheets to almost strangle him.
They barely had a professional working relationship since then, and both were always trying to remain professional while despising each other. Prue was ready to quit Bucklands, when Roger stole her idea. A grand idea that would have gave her a huge raise and a seat of Head Curator. But then the Men of Letters happened.
Prue didn't remember much, the only memories she had were flashes. Her in a chair being drugged and tortured. Then when Phoebe was about to be hurt is when she woke up. Then she was kidnapped again by that asshole. Then her next memory was at the manor. Thank god her sisters and Sam were there. They saved her life.
The threat of the world ending was on everyone's minds. Her sisters were currently in hiding, using fake identities to stay undercover. The spell they were about to use was guaranteed to work, Gabriel assured them. So far, so good. Manny was ignored most of the time. If 'Prue' was needed, he was ready to jump inside her body.
"Sorry about that. Manny, do you mind if we stop off at MET? I want to check out the gallery while we are in New York." Tamera said after she got inside the van.
"Sure."
"Prue, do you want to come?"
She shook her head.
"What about you Manny?"
"No thanks. I need to return this equipment."
"We are only in New York till tomorrow. I know, Prue. Why don't you call 415? Hire a car to take you back to the hotel. Manny can drive me back afterwards." Tamera said. Ever since Manny was hired, Tamara and her coworkers were dying to see what Manny was like.
Manny Hanks was Prue's personal assistant, but was hired by 415, especially when Prue was getting more busier and was always on the road. Gil and everyone else wasn't sure what to think about Manny, but respected him and his work ethic by him working hard everytime he was with Prue.
There were rumors that Manny was secretly a angel, sent to keep an eye on Prue, even though Manny vehemently denied it. He moved to the city with his friends, Prue's cousins. Apparently they were childhood friends. When Tamera met him, she thought Manny was cute. She kept hoping he would ask her out, but Manny was shy. She often wondered if he was in love with Prue, since he didn't want to leave her side. So she took the initiative and asked him out. The MET would be a perfect place for a first date. All she needed to do was to rid of Prue.
"How about it Manny. I know Prue has to edit her pictures before she emails them, so while she is busy, you and me can check out the gallery. Since you are from New York, you can show me around."
Prue panicked. She suspected Tamera and the other women in the office had a thing for Manny, but Prue didn't know what to say. The last time she was 'Manny,' they had to stop a succubus. Prue was never glad to be a woman again after that night. She wanted to turn Tamera down, but when she saw her pink face, she couldn't hurt her feelings. She knew how shy Tamera was with men. Hmm. Prue should take this opportunity to build up her self confidence. 'Manny' could give her pointers about the opposite sex.
"Ah, sure. Tamera. We can just say we stopped of at the downtown area to see where angels are hanging out. But we can't stay long. We have a article to write. We have to publish our article before our rivals get the jump on us."
Tamera beamed. Even a hour with Manny can spill his secrets. She silently thanked God for the date.
An hour later both Manny and Tamera were looking at the African art exhibit. Manny was explaining the origins of the tribal masks and wands that were on display. Tamera was only half listening, she was too busy thinking on how to ask him out for dinner later that night. Right before she can say a word, she felt a pinch on her neck.
"Ow!"
"Tamera, are you alright?" Manny asked, concerned.
"I'm fine. I think was just bit by a mosquito. Um, Manny. Doyouwanttogouttodinner?" She blurted out. Tamera's face was red when she said that. Before Manny can answer, she felt woozy and light headed.
"I feel hot. Manny, can we sit dow..." Tamera didn't have time to finish her sentence. She collapsed.
"Oh my god. Someone, call 911!"
Dean and Sam were on the road in their borrowed car, a classic '72 Mustang. Baby was currently in a garage getting repaired. Dean was pissed. His knuckles clenched on thinking what happened to his beloved Impala. The mechanic who inspected it said whoever sabatoged the car did a number on it. The engine and gas lines were sabotaged. He also said parts were scarce at the moment, and would take a few weeks for them to come in.
It was a very expensive job, thankfully Noah Cassidy offered to pay for the expenses. He was in the process of donating his money and property to various charities, to the chagrin of his family and acquaintances. He wasn't comfortable knowing his money came from a demon deal and was scared to go to Hell like his daughter and son in law. Cindy, the washed up singer didn't protest, neither did Alice. Cindy made a comfortable living as a singer, and Alice wanted to take the money she had investing traveling the world. She wanted to find out why she spent the last decade in a fog, married to a man she didn't love.
"Dean, what is the next step?"
"First of all, I'm going to find the son of a bitch that sabatoged my car, then I'm going to make him wish he never met me." Dean was angry. He knew it was that blonde guy that did this. What he didn't understand is why. They never met.
"We don't know if it was him that did it."
"It was him, I know it. He must have found out we were looking for the Demon Tablet. Things add up. We come looking for a hellhound, then he comes in with angel blade and a spell with magic glasses. C'mon Sam."
"Say you are right. But what does he have to gain by slowing us down? We are after the same goal, I just wish I knew what."
"He may be working with Crowley or Lilith. Hell, Michael or Lucifer might have ordered him to do their dirty work. Won't be the first time."
Dean remembered how Michael and Lucifer manipulated Sam into releasing Lucifer from Hell. Sam died for that. Dean's heart broke when he discovered Sam's body. He was tempted to make a deal, but he knew Sam would never forgive him if he did. So he and Bobby gave him a hunter's funeral, separate from the other gifted kids that died in Azazel's hands.
Sam was dead for only a few weeks, when Dean saw him hunting with that demon bitch, Ruby. He didn't know what to think. When he saw Sam, he was sure he was a shapeshifter. He took out a silver knife ready to kill it, until Ruby stopped him. She told Sam to run. Sam seeing Dean, refused.
Dean ordered the monster to stop wearing Sam's face. Sam, pushing Ruby aside came right in front of Dean's face pushing the tip of the blade into his abdomen. He then ordered Dean to stab him. Dean was going to, but when he looked at Sam's face, he knew this was his brother. The eyes. They looked at Dean with a brotherly love. Dean knew at that moment this was Sam. They reunited with a big hug.
Ruby remarked it way gay that they were hugging. Ironic since she herself was sleeping with Lilith and the demon, Astaroth. After they finished hugging. Sam tested himself with all of the tests to put Dean's mind at ease that he wasn't possessed, a monster or a demon. After all of the tests were concluded, Sam ditched Ruby and went with Dean on their hunts.
What Sam hid from Dean, is that he was working with both Ruby and Lilith to help them both free themselves from Lucifer, who wanted to break out of Hell. At the time, he thought Ruby and Lilith were freeing themselves from Hell, and was helping them break seals. The final seal was supposed to have Sam kill Lilith, the First Human and Demon, but they found a loophole. Since Sam was Lucifer's true vessel, he can perform a blood spell on himself. All he needed to do was bed a demon, sacrifice a infant born during a full moon during Jupiter's alignment, and spill his blood on top of Lucifer's prison. Which happened to be St. Mary's Convent.
Sam had no clue about what Lilith and Ruby were going to do with him. They hid the truth from Sam. The only thing they asked him to do was to seduce Ruby and have a sexual relationship with her. Sam was tempted. Ruby was a demon. However her vessel was very attractive, plus Sam was lonely. He didn't want to see Dean, he was afraid he was tainted from Hell. He refused. But when he saw Dean drinking himself into a self destructive path, he felt guilty.
Lilith was willing to do it, she was ready to seduce Sam, but Sam rejected her. He didn't trust Lilith. Besides, being around her made his blood and skin burn. At the time he thought her being the world's oldest demon made him feel like that. He wasn't wrong. Most humans in close proximity to Lilith died mysterious deaths. Their organs cooked. So Ruby was the one to do it.
They were only together for one night. Sam refused to have anything to do with her after that. Ruby seemed trustworthy, but Sam's heart was screaming to get away from her. Thank god he listened. When he found out what they did a few months later, he was in the church when Dean walked in. He was ready to kill them both, but was missing the knife. They escaped when Dean walked in. Then Lucifer was freed.
How they escaped, neither one knew. They woke up in a plane. The last thing they saw and heard was a bright light with sounds of monstrous growls. Dean was understandably angry at Sam in what he did, but he eventually forgave Sam. Their brotherly relationship was as strong as ever. When the found out it was Michael and Lucifer that planned the whole thing, both were pissed. But when God was ending Existence Itself, they wondered if the Archangels knew. Neither Michael, Lucifer or his brothers said a word about it.
"Why would the archangels want some random hunter to find the Tablet? We have been hunting since we were kids. That makes no sense. Besides, what if he is working with Crowley?" Sam wondered. "There has to be something bigger."
"The world is ending. Neither side is stupid to send an amateur. This kid, whoever he is, must know more than he is showing. My money is he is working with Heaven." Dean, when he looked at the kid, he saw his expression. He acted like he knew Dean. He looked like he saw a ghost. He ran away, then after he saved Sam's life, he sabotaged the Impala. Why, Dean didn't know. But he was determined to figure it out.
Prue was packing back in forth at the hospital. Tamera collapsed after being bit. Prue was still wearing the Manny outfit. She didn't want to be Manny, but if Tamera woke up, she needed to see a familiar face. Her parents were flying in, the plane from North Dakota wouldn't be here for a couple of hours.
She decided to call her sisters. She wasn't sure what they can do, this wasn't a supernatural attack. Besides, there was rules against self indulgence spells anyway. Like the time Piper got sick. They performed a spell that saved Piper's life. Then, her disease spread throughout the hospital. A few days later the CDC arrested all three believing they were carriers for a deadly disease. Then a few months later, the doctor that treated Piper obtained their powers from their blood and went insane, killing people he believed were guilty and didn't deserve to live, like common was killed by the sisters, not by choice, it was either him or them.
She was tempted to call Gadreel, but the self indulgence rule still stood. The Goddesses of Fate will stop him. Tessa the Reaper did mention, if you change one thing, sadness and death will follow. That was true. Phoebe and Piper learned that the hard way. When Piper used her powers to stop Phoebe's boyfriend from dying, it caused a ripple effect. The Halliwells died from a powerful warlock, with the exception of Piper. Thank god Leo was there. Piper managed to fix fate. But it cost Phoebe's boyfriend his life.
They always wondered why they were always allowed to come back from the dead. Same with Sam and Dean. Fate ignored them, whenever they died, they always came back. No consequences either. Paige remarked is because they were special. The Charmed ones. Plus Sam and Dean being legendary hunters. But Prue always wondered who was pulling the strings. Was it God? But why?
"Mr. Hanks? My name is Dr Clark." The doctor that was examining Tamera walked in front of Prue.
Prue decided to lie. "My cousin. Is she alright?"
"At the moment we don't know. Where where you this afternoon?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"When we examined her, we took some blood samples. We found tracks of poison in her blood."
"What?! How? She was with me all day. That would be impossible. She drank nothing but bottled water all day, plus ate sealed foods."
"That wasn't the only thing. We found a injury on her neck. It looked like she was hit by a poison dart."
Prue paled. The gallery. Right before Tamera fainted, she said something bit her. Was it a accident? Why would anyone hurt Tamera? Or was Prue the target. Whoever hit Tamera knew Prue's real identity. Oh god.
"Tamera and I were at MET. We were looking at art, when Tamera said she was bit by something. Then she fainted."
"Where in the gallery. Please Mr Hanks. Time is of the essence."
The African Exhibit of Masks and Wands."
"Okay. I need you to stay behind. I have to contact the local authorities. Whoever was in that exhibit was targeting Tamera. I also need the names of the people you were both hanging around with."
Shit. It was just Prue there. Manny and Prue were the same person. How was she going to do this?
"CODE BLUE. TRAUMA BAY 3. CODE BLUE. TRAUMA BAY 3."
"Excuse me." Dr. Clark goes running.
Prue paled. That was Tamera's room. Oh god.
Tamera was walking. She was walking away from the hospital bed. She was tired of listening to the panicked voices and shouts coming from her room. She needed space and quiet. There was a light, a beautiful white light. But before she could head towards it, her spirit was yanked away by a evil presence.
The demon had his orders. Take Prue Halliwell. She was in hiding. His boss ordered Prue's death. They managed to track down Prue, but when he followed her scent to the museum, he wasn't sure which one was Prue. Was it the woman, or the guy? He made a choice. It had to be the girl. Prue was female.
Prue was crying. She liked Tamera. They were coworkers, but were good friends. She hoped Tamera was okay. Unfortunately, when she saw Dr. Clark coming towards her, she knew it was bad news. Her face was grim.
"Is the reports accurate?"
"Yes, Mr. Smith."
"Good. I need those documents sent, ASAP. The merger is going to go through this afternoon, and I cannot have any delays."
Dean shooed away his secretary. Mr. Adler was going to be pleased. The acquisition of Bucklands was going through this afternoon and Dean didn't want any delays. It was a tough fight. Miss Halliwell was a tough cookie. Dean didn't know why she was fighting it, the merger of both companies were guaranteed to make them both millionaires.
Prue was screaming over the phone with her lawyers. She was trying hard to delay the sales of Bucklands, and was desperate to stop the merger. She was the owner of Bucklands, and thanks to hard work and smart decisions, she had offices all around the world. She swung her blond hair over her shoulder.
"I don't care what the contract says. Kill the merger! Now!''
There was a knock on the door.
"Excuse me. What!" Prue snapped.
"Miss Halliwell, your sisters are waiting in the lobby."
"Oh my god. Chuck! Tell them I am busy! I have to take a raincheck. Here." Prue hands him a corporate credit card. "Tell my sisters they can order lunch at any restaurant in town. Tell them to buy themselves something nice."
"Yes. Ma'am." Chuck takes the credit card and slowly closes the door. Her screams were something he was used to. Prue was always a great business woman.
Jenna was hiding from the paparazzi. Her and her lover Ethan were hiding in the restaurant washroom. Ever since they publicly announced their relationship, the press wouldn't leave them alone. She and Ethan were dating since they met on the show. It was their first anniversary and both were celebrating. Until they were recognized. Even in the most romantic city in the world, Paris, France, fame always followed her.
Paige was half listening to her boss drone on and on about the school curriculum. She wondered why she stayed in this job. As much as she loved kids, her job as a school counselor was soul sucking at best. She had her teaching degree. She should have moved to California, instead of staying in Oregon. She tried hard not to yawn. She should really call her parents. Its been awhile since they all went out for dinner together.
Sam Wesson sits in his cubical trying to talk down the disgruntled customer on the other end of the line. He smiled at Jessica's picture. They were getting married in a few weeks and Sam was nervous and excited about the wedding. His mom, Mary was flying in from Lawrence, Kanses. She wasn't alone, she was bringing her new boyfriend, a man named John Smith.
Gabriel was laughing at his friends, Narfi and Fenrir. He was in the middle of a poker game with them. They weren't alone. They were surrounded by beautiful half naked men and women. Sleipnir wasn't there, he was getting 'serviced' by his lady of choice in the master suite.
Michael was in Heaven trying to figure out how he was going to please his Father. He knew his destiny. Fight Lucifer and kill him. When he does his job, God will return. He called for Zachariah. To start Armageddon.
Jack and Claire finally reached their destination. Los Angeles, California. It was a rough ride. Without Jack's powers, the destination there was tough. But Jack knew he was in the right place. He wished Sam and Dean were there. Unfortunately, they weren't. Hell, he wasn't sure if they even existed in this world.
"Jack. Let's steal a car."
"Stealing is wrong."
"Get with the program. We need to save the world. You said a relative of yours lives in this city."
Seeing Jack's face, Claire relents. "Fine. Let's take a bus. We have to stretch our money. Where do we need to go?"
"Um," He looks at his phone. "Sunset Blvd. Somewhere in West Hollywood."
"Great that could be anything. You better be right." She sighs. She liked Jack, but he can be a total airhead. At least their phones still worked in this world. How, she had no idea. They wait for a bus.
A woman wearing a old fashioned warrior outfit came down from above when she sensed a unholy presence. A abomination was here. He wasn't alone, he had a human with him. She had a job. To find the Nephilim and destroy him. It was the Law.
Notes:
My apologies for my poor French dialog, I am using Google translate.