Sam didn't say a word when he cut off the vamp's head. Once he kicked the body away, he went to wash up.
"Damn Sammy." Dean was impressed seeing the bodies. "You did this yourself?" There was at least four dead vampires.
"They were terrorizing the town, I couldn't wait. Besides, what else am I supposed to do."
"Just take it easy Sammy." Ever since their separation, Sam fell in a deep depression. "You think Sis is okay?"
"She's with her sister. If anyone can protect her, Prue can." Sam couldn't believe how much things changed. "So what else is out there, because I'm still wired."
"Whoa. Easy there." Sam been hunting non stop since his wife left. "We can take a break, we earned it. Besides, I still have a family to protect." Jenna was a decent hunter, but she had a small baby now. Devon or Piper were always the ones to watch them, but both were MIA.
"How is Laura?" Sam was very overprotective of his niece, other than Dean, she was the only blood relative he had. He liked Adam, but he and his wife were currently in Europe.
"She's fine, I called in a few favors, Cas agreed to watch over them." Dean didn't trust no one. "Besides, our sisters are busy with their own cases." From from Dean heard, both Phoebe and Paige were overwhelmed with their own lives, not including fighting evil.
"They can handle things. Besides, Phoebe is just starting her senior year, I'm sure she'll be relieved when she graduates. As for Paige, she'll be done at the Police Academy in a few months. They won't be alone, they have Richard Montana, his witchy relatives and their gypsy friends. They are never alone." Sam couldn't believe how much things change. He made one mistake, without a soul, and she leaves him. "Good thing we never had kids." Sam felt hallow when he said that.
"Sorry man." Dean pats him on the back. "Let's get back to the hotel and get some rest. These monsters can wait a few more hours."
Sandusky, Ohio
Rick Sundon was crumbling a piece of paper. He stopped praying days ago, whatever he did that night, he lost everything.
"It's like I told everyone. I blacked out." He shuddered. "All I saw was blood, and me holding a hammer." Did Ohio have a Death Penalty? He deserved it. He looked up at three FBI agents.
"Tell us everything you remember that night." Sam was taking notes, Dean and Bobby were silently listening.
"I was in my trunk, doing my usual route, then next thing I knew, I woke up in my truck at work."
"Anything unusual? Weird smells, sulphur." Sam asked.
"Hallucinations." Dean finished. If this was Barbas, Dean will find that weasel and make him pay.
Rick shook his head.
"No. It was just a routine shift."
"Anyone travelling with you?" Bobby asked. He already checked out the truck, there were no signs of demons.
"No. I do pick up hitchhikers occasionally, mostly kids. But I was alone that night."
"You said you woke up at work? Where is that?" Sam asked. He was sending Dean home, Bobby and him can handle things themselves.
"Starlight Cannery." Rick starts crying. "So much blood. My wife, my kids." He sobbed. "I loved them so much."
Sam nodded at everyone to leave. If Rick was an innocent, he can make arrangements for him to go to California. He can help Castiel with his insurance.
"We're sorry for your loss." Bobby nods at Sam and Dean to leave.
"Poor guy." Dean was rubbing his neck. "Will this take long?"
"We can take care of things, but until we know what we're dealing with, I need all the hands I can get." Bobby hated to put his boys in danger, but he needed help.
Sam starts typing on the computer.
"Here we go."
They watch the footage just outside of town. They saw Rick filling up the semi. But other than him and a few stragglers, nothing unusual was happening.
"There goes Rick." Once he filled up and paid, he drove away. Sam tapped in the highways cameras to see of Rick was doing anything unusual. "Nada." No bright eyes, no weird faces, no black voids.
"Son of a bitch." Dean swore. He saw Samuel Campbell following Rick.
"The hell is he doing around here?" Bobby asked. He heard of Samuel, but never met him in person. He was a legend among hunters, most whispered that he knew things not even witches knew.
"You did say there was something unusual in this part of the woods. Maybe grandpa is doing his own case." Dean hated the old man, but had to admit he was good.
"What's going on?" All three were watching the monitors when the police started running out.
"Starlight Cannery. Some psycho started shooting!" The Sheriff tells Sam as he runs out.
"I can stay." Dean volunteered. Sam and Bobby said they can handle things alone. He stared at Samuel's face. The hell was he this entire time?
"FBI, Agent Willis." Bobby holds up his badge. Mind telling me what's going on around here?" They were forced to wait outside, whoever the shooter was, he was holding hostages.
"There's six hostages. Glad you're here, we don't have the manpower to negotiate." The cop tells Bobby. He looks at Sam. "What's wrong with him?" Sam had his head down and was chanting something.
"It's Sunday, he is praying." Hearing gunshots he jumped.
"No! Hold your fire!" A young man was holding up his own badge. "There are six hostages! The guy is trying to scare us! Stand down!"
"The hell, who is that?" Bobby didn't know who the kid was. Hopefully, not a real FBI Agent.
"Agent Kjellberg. Came from Head Office. Said he was sent here as a negotiator." The Chief of Police says walking up. "Didn't come alone, he had his partner, an Agent Glover." When Bobby looked up, he saw Rufus dressed up as a FBI Agent. The Chief looked at Bobby and Sam. "Is there a FBI Convention I didn't know about?" Before Bobby can say anything, another cop leads the Chief away.
"Rufus? The hell?" He points to the kid. "Who's that?"
"Your nephew. He was sent here, same as me."
"What do you mean, you were sent here." Bobby demanded. "Since when do you work with kids? Especially strangers?"
"Sam, see anything?" Sam still had his eyes closed.
"I can't see anything." Sam opened his eyes. "Devon?" He couldn't believe it.
"Devon? As in."
"Dean's brother in law." He looked at Devon. "Are you two working with Murphy?" He never met the ex-government agent, but heard stories.
"Who?" Bobby was so lost.
"Never mind. We have to save those people. Agent! How's the negotiations going!" Rufus walked away.
"Sam?"
Sam shrugged. He was curious himself. When he saw people walking out with their hands up, he was relieved to see everyone was okay.
"Oh thank you Lord." A cop that was standing close by crossed his heart.
"What is exactly going on around here?" Bobby saw Rufus slapping Devon on the back, smiling.
Bobby and Rufus sent Devon and Sam away, neither were needed at the moment. Dean went home, since Bobby had enough hunters, he insisted Dean take care of his family. Dean eagerly agreed, he said he felt weird, like he was having a weird deja vu.
"So you working as a freelancer. Never thought that I'll see the day." Bobby heard of someone that was hiring hunters, Rufus was the last person he thought of.
"With prices going up, I don't really have a choice. It's a lot harder to make a living nowadays." Rufus missed the old days. "Can't rely on stealing credits cards and fraud anymore. Not like yesterday."
"Ain't that the truth." Bobby was so glad he still had his day job. He owned a salvage yard, but also worked as a mechanic part time to pay the bills. "Things were a lot easier back then." With the new technology, old hunters like Bobby and Rufus were getting obsolete. "Hand me that saw." The guy at the cannery committed suicide after he let the hostages go. Luckily, he was the only fatality. "Any idea why we're here?" It was a case, but it was for the police, not them.
"Kid insists there is something going on. Those killings, they all lead here. He was sent here and called me to help." Rufus liked the kid, he didn't ask questions. Just did his job.
"He called you? Since when are you all buddy buddy with a stranger? And why are you working for a outsider?" Bobby demanded. He opened up the cranium to take a look at the brain.
"Like I said, bills have to be paid." Rufus looked at the brain. "Don't smell sulphur. Or see any fangs. Guy goes crazy, starts shooting, and let's people go. Doesn't look like our kinda case."
"No it doesn't." Bobby out his cranium back on the guy and zips him back up. "But you being here, there's something going on." He told him about seeing Samuel Campbell.
"So Baldie is back. Never liked the guy." Rufus met him once, and instantly hated him.
"How do you know Samuel?" Bobby opened up a fridge, he wanted to see the bodies of Rick Sundson's family.
"Ran into him a few years ago. He was hunting with his nephew. Said he wanted to train his future grandchildren." Rufus was looking at the body of Rick's wife.
"He will be seeing a bullet if he goes near Laura." She may not be blood, but she was his granddaughter. "Thought he retired."
"You know that's impossible. He must be here to investigate the same thing we are." Rufus was taking a peek at her mouth. "Nothing."
"Nothing here either. Witch?" Sam said he didn't sense any magic.
"Or something in the food."
"The cannery. Dammit." This was new. "Gotta make some calls." Starlight Cannery was the largest fish canned food in the country. "Call your boss, we may have to have a worldwide recall."
"Yeah, throw out anything with Starlight Cannery on it." Sam read Dean the list of names the company was connected to. "I don't know either, but eat local, grow your own vegetables for awhile. I don't know. But watch out for anything unusual. Take care of Jen and Laura. Tell Cas I said hi. Take care." Sam sent Dean home, Bobby said he had enough hands. He and Devon were eating vegan salads, neither wanted to eat anything that was possibly tainted.
"How's your wife?" Devon asked.
"We separated." Sam saw Devon's red face.
"Sorry man." He and his girlfriend recently broke up, both were too busy to date.
"Me too." Sam for the life of him couldn't figure out why.
'Sam.'
"You say something?" Sam asked Devon.
"Nope."
'Sam.'
"Piper?" He gets up and throws a few bills on the counter. "Get a fruit cup, my treat." He had to check to see of everything was alright.
'Help me Sam.'
Sam promised to help Bobby, but his wife needed him. But where to start?
Bobby made a few calls to the main CEO of Starlight Cannery, already they sent out memos that every product of theirs was possibly tainted with something. When he looked around the store shelves in town, there were bare shelves everywhere with recall signs. He pretended to read a box of cereal when he saw Samuel walking around with a basket of food.
'What are you up to Samuel?' He didn't trust Samuel for second. Sam and Dean hated him, Rufus didn't trust him, and after hearing the stories, he can see why. Even looking so ordinary, he was hiding something. Once Bobby picked up and paid for a random item, he silently followed the old man.
He followed him, but at a far distance. He wasn't stupid, Samuel and him were physically the same age, but Samuel had years ahead of him. He's been in the life since infancy. The Cannery. Why would he be in the cannery? Bobby shut off his truck and follows Samuel inside.
Samuel walked to the employees lunch room, and started unpacking his lunch. Once he put his food in the microwave, he went and started reading a newspaper. Looking in, he looked like a ordinary worker. But since there was a recall, the cannery was closed. Bobby watched silently, he had to know what was going on.
"Where are you Rufus?" Rufus was supposed to meet him. Sam left, he said he had a emergency. Devon was on a case, he was hunting a lone werewolf that just happened to take advantage to the situation. "The hell?" A man in a business suit just walked in where Samuel was at. That was the last thing Bobby saw before he blacked out.
Devon took no time to cut off its head. Beheading was the only thing to kill monsters nowadays. His silver knives and bullets were useless now. Once the head was cut off, Devon took no time to burn the corpse. Can't be too careful. Once he built a small hole, he salted and burned the body.
"Thanks man. I couldn't have done this with you." The werewolf was a overweight man, Devon was going to cut up the corpse to transport it away. Luckily he ran into a old friend. "Adios." Once he lit up the match. "So what now?"
Rufus was on his phone, trying to get a hold of Bobby when he heard a gunshot. Quickly grabbing his gun, he runs to the direction to the shooting.
"No. No. No." Oh god. "Dammit kid!" Quickly, he goes to check the wound. "Don't you dare die on me. Hold on kid." He pressed his hand on the wound and calls 911. "I need a ambulance. No, I don't know where! My kid got shot!" Rufus looked around, spying a sign he squinted. "I see a sign. It's faded, Jones Feed? Hurry!" He throws the phone down. "C'mon kid. Hold on. Help is on the way." He had to keep Devon alive.
'Sam'
Sam was using a crystal. He tried calling Phoebe and Paige, but neither were answering. He tried calling Dean as well, all he got was an answering machine. Why was he hearing his wife's voice? She and him broke up.
"If only your whitelighter was still alive." He wasn't jealous of Leo, Leo was gone. Piper made it explicitly clear she was over him. But Leo was the only one that can track down the sisters easily. "Dammit. Someone answer the damn phone." When the phone rang, Sam jumped. "Hello? I'll be right there." Devon was shot. He ran out.
Samuel just stared at the check.
"That's more money then you ever saw in your life. That's just a down payment."
"I feel dirty." Samuel couldn't care less about the money. But the zeros he saw. Phew.
"Imagine all that for Baby Laura. You don't want her to grow up like Daniel and Mary. Always looking for scraps to eat, old clothes, sleeping in cars. She can have a luxurious life. Till The End anyways. You can send her to Knox. The best school in the world for hunters. Laura will grow up big and strong. Her parents will join her, Laura will have a good life, surrounded with family." The CEO tells him.
Samuel knew he was damned. But he will make sure Laura will stay safe.
"And Crowley?"
"I'm older than Lilith. I can rip up your contract. Even deep in Hell, no demon can hurt me."
"Deal." He shakes his hand.
Piper was at a school, she was watching kids of various ages running out of the school to play on the jungle gym. Her children were around. As a teacher, she considered all of them her children. Since her and Sam broke up, since she couldn't get pregnant, they went their separate ways.
"Miss Halliwell! Watch me!" A girl calls as she swings off the monkey bars.
Piper clapped at her.
"That's my girl!" She loved all her kids equally, but the dark haired brunette was her favorite student.
'Wake up Piper! You are in danger!'
Huh? Piper turned around at the voice.
"Hello?"
'None of this is real. Wake up!'
Piper woke up in a dark room. Her hands and feet chained up in irons.
"Not again." If only she can feel her body. Seeing a shadow, she asked for some water. "Can you pass me a drink? I'm really thirsty."
'Stop.'
"What?"
'Help me.'
Sam stopped dead in his tracks.
'Daddy. Save mommy.'
Phoebe couldn't understand why she was outside the Dean's office. Was her application of residency approved?
"Miss Halliwell? You can go in now." The secretary tells Phoebe. She had a black eye and was giving Phoebe a dirty look.
Paige was having a time of her life driving the police car. That wasn't the only thing she had to look forward to, she was being asked to get her motorcycle license as well. Her dream of being a cop was well on her way.
Sheridan didn't trust Paige, that's why she was looking forward to giving her the news about her sister in person.
The witch had to stop The Cleaners. Unlike the rest of the world, he was completely immune to their powers.
'Fool me once, fool them twice, third time your time's up.
He was no murderer, but he'll be damned if they hurt Piper or her sisters.
San Francisco, California
The sisters were running to the Book, they literally had seconds to spare.
"How are we supposed to stop them!" Phoebe demanded. Demons she can handle, cheaters, scum, but she'll heal. But Divine Beings? She wasn't even sure what they were dealing with.
"If we don't stop them, we lose Piper forever. Obviously they no longer care about the Power of Three." Paige figured they gave up.
"But why her? Piper followed the rules. Mostly. She made sure to keep her magic on a tight leash!" A spell. They needed a spell. "I keep hearing her cries. She's in danger." That wasn't the only thing Phoebe heard, she also heard a voice of a child. Male, female, it was very hard to tell.
"Whatever you have planned, it's too late." Paige saw bright lights. "Incoming."
In a sparkle of divine bright lights, two men with white suits appear in the living room.
"Your time is up." Suit One says.
"What do you want with Piper? She did nothing wrong!" Phoebe will get their sister back.
"You better bring her back." Paige demanded. Angel blade? She had a few athames. Maybe throwing a few will hurt them. Spying a vase, she throws it at Cleaner Two. She wasn't surprised when it went right through him.
"We seen this before. Another world was just destroyed. Your sister was too late."
"He's your Father! Talk to Him!" God. Why didn't Phoebe think of Him?
"He has pressing issues. Don't worry. In a second, you won't remember this." One knocks them off their feet.
"Ahh!" Both sisters fall flat on their faces.
In a few seconds, "The Cleaners" clean up. The broken windows, the extra clothes, they were all gone.
"My head." Paige groaned.
"Sorry. I forgot to tell you." Phoebe painfully gets up. "I just waxed the floor." Phoebe spent a lot of time cleaning up, she was moving back to her condo. School started, and she needed to be close to campus.
"Any idea who the new tenants are?" Paige thanks Phoebe when she helps her up.
"I have no idea. But this house is costing us money just sitting here." No wonder Piper and Prue left. "Piper did tell us it's okay to rent, but only to good witches."
"If only we knew a few." Paige had a few names, but none that can handle the amount of responsibilities around here. "Are you staying the night? There's a bad storm outside." Thunder and heavy rain was booming.
"Its Sunday. I have a eight am class. I have no choice." Phoebe jumped when she heard a loud crack.
"You can drive in the morning. You know how wonky magic is during extreme weather." Neither were taking any chances. It took Leo awhile to find Paige who orbed during a bad storm. She ended up in Alcatraz Prison for the night.
"I guess so. Ugh. I hate storms." Phoebe hated them. "I just have to leave and hour later than usual." She hated the traffic even more. "See you tomorrow!" She goes upstairs to her old room.
"Huh. No signal." Her phone had no signal. "Guess its worse outside than I thought." Phoebe wasn't the only one with a class. "Time for some zzzz's of my own."
Phoebe was on her way to class when she got stopped by one of her student advisors.
"Glenn! How's it going?" She liked Glenn, like her, he was a grad student. Too bad he was married.
"Not good. Phoebe come with me." He said grimly. Only then Phoebe noticed his head wound.
"Your head! What happened!" Glenn had a large bandage covering his forehead.
"Seriously? My wife almost killed me when she bailed me out of jail. This head injury was just part of the equation!" He was gently, but firmly leading Phoebe to the main administrative building.
"Jail? What do you mean?" Glenn was the most straightlaced man she knew. He wasn't just a grad student, he was also a priest. He wanted to teach astral physics at a Christian College out East.
"Really? You were there! Don't tell me you forgot!" He stops in his tracks. "Look, I understand that you are under a lot of pressure. But what you did! You'll be lucky if expulsion is your only punishment!" He shakes his head. "You begged me to be your character witness! I'll try my best, but if the college presses charges, better hire a good attorney."
"Whoa. Slow down. Expulsion? Charges? What's going on?"
"Its two minutes to eight. Better get moving. The Dean hates to keep waiting." He pushes Phoebe ahead.
Only than she realized everyone was whispering and pointing at her.
What was going on?
"How did I do?" Paige was wired from that obstacle course. Good thing she knew her way around wheels.
Her instructor gave a car a good inspection.
"Excellent. Your timing is excellent. Good control, good braking, and you almost managed to break my old record. I'm impressed." Officer Hill writes down some notes. "Ready to take the next step?"
"Really? What?" When he handed her a set of keys, Paige's eyes go wide. "I don't know nothing about motorcycles." Paige dated a few bikers, but never driven a motorcycle in her life.
"I think you have what it takes to be a highway patrol woman. We could use some women on the road."
"My own bike?" Paige never thought about it. "I don't even have my license yet."
"I can help you. It can get lonely, but it can be super fun being on the road. You think you can do it?" He waves the keys over Paige's eyes.
Inspector Sheridan was typing in her report when she got handed a folder. Nodding a thank you, she continued typing. After twenty minutes, picks up the folder.
"Huh." Well, looks like she finally has a case against the Halliwells. She did get a warning not to dive too deep, but a college riot plus destruction of private property and bodily harm to innocent people, that was enough for her to get a arrest warrant. She called the DA, he'll love to hear this.
"A riot? I don't remember anything!" Oh god. She was so screwed. "What exactly happened?" She was looking at YouShare. A student must have uploaded the fight. Views were a thirty thousand and climbing.
"You tell me. I would suggest a good attorney." Glenn suggested. "I can pray for you, but I doubt that will help."
"Please do." If God was around, she just hoped He erased this from His Book.
"Miss Halliwell. Please come in." Phoebe grimaced at her black eye.
'Please God. Help.' She prayed.
Paige was giddy with excitement. Her own bike? Female motorcycle cops were few and far between. Of course she had to start with a regular bicycle, with regular patrols on the street, but highway cruising? Sweet! Paige was daydreaming when she saw her friend Flo crying.
"Flo? You alright?" Flo wasn't a student, she was a dispatcher to the police station in the next county. She did assist here part time to ease the new students into various roles. Many students had to do beginner work such as submitting reports and dispatching before getting their own beat in their jurisdictions.
"Why do you care." Flo went to her locker to pack.
"You're cleaning your locker? Why?" Flo been a cop since she was eighteen.
"Because I got fired. No thanks to you." She threw her stuff in her duffle bag.
"Me? What did I do?" Flo gave her a incredulous look.
"You promised to be my witness." She clamps her mouth shut. Paige looked up to see the Police Commissioner walking by. He didn't work here, but came by from time to time if he needed extra input on high profile cases.
"Flo. You still have your locker back home."
"Yes sir." She refused to look up, instead she straightened and stared straight ahead. Paige was looking back and forth. What was going on around here?
"Cadet...Matthews?" He squinted looking at her badge.
"Yes sir." Paige immediately straightens up. Even if he wasn't her direct boss, he was at the top.
"You want a long career on the force, better follow orders."
"Yes sir." Paige and Flo stare straight ahead. Once he was gone, Flo gave her a dirty look.
"I was on my way to be detective. Now I'll be lucky to be a school guard." She puts the last of her things in her bag. "Thanks for nothing." Before she can leave, Paige stops her.
"Wait. Fill me in. I am so confused."
"What, your feud with Sheridan making you scared? Don't blame you, it was either me or your career. Guess I can't blame you for being selfish." Flo throws down her bag. "Stewart there, he's been asking me out since he transferred here from San Diego. I always said no, I had a boyfriend. Then when he got promoted, it got worse. It was bad enough he was my boss back at my precinct, I kept applying for transfers here. I always got denied." She looked disgusted. "I had to take a leave of absence, and when this part time job came up, I gladly took it, even if it meant I had to wait a few more years to get a promotion. I thought I got away, then he found out where I was." She looked sadly at Paige. "You were going to be my witness when I went to the Mayor. Then you didn't show up."
"Wait, he was harassing you?" Paige felt awful. "How could I miss that? I would have gone in with you."
"Too late now." She lifts up her duffle. "Goodbye Paige."
Paige was standing in guilt when she heard Piper's voice.
'Paige. Help me.'
"Piper?" Where was that coming from?
Phoebe was shrinking in her seat at the accusations.
"A broken leg, destruction of property, a bomb threat?! Miss Halliwell! In all my years at Stanford, I never had a student, well go out of her mind! There is obviously going to be a trail, but effective immediately, you are expelled from Stanford!"
"Whoa! What! Look, I'm telling you! That wasn't me! Yeah, the woman looks like me, but I would never hurt innocents or jeopardize my future!" Phoebe couldn't believe it. She wanted to believe it was a shapeshifter, but the eyes were normal. Whoever that imposter was, she was determined to destroy Phoebe's life.
"A evil twin. Give me a break." Another committee member scoffs. "We heard it all. We have a excellent drama program."
"But it's true! Please! Give me a day. A day, and I can prove my innocence!" No way was Phoebe throwing away her future. She wanted to go on her knees, but wisely decided against it. She saw everyone exchanging looks.
"I known Miss Halliwell for a few years, she has a excellent tardiness at the soup kitchen. Even with her course load, she always went out of her way to make sure her duties were done. She even tutored a few times when our regular volunteer was sick." Glenn tells the school committee.
The Dean of Students gives Phoebe a cold look. Phoebe forced herself to stare back with a pleading look.
"Fine. The evil twin story is ludicrous." He crosses his hands. "Your grades are excellent, you had excellent reviews from your professors, and your friend there made a convincing argument. Fine. I'll reverse your expulsion, but I want proof, that person wasn't you." He gestures to the door. "You have till midnight. Until then, think about what you are throwing away."
"Thank you sir." Phoebe stood up with her legs shaking. She held out her hand to shake everyone's hand. When the Dean took her hand, Phoebe got a premonition.
It was the night before. She was walking to her evening class when she bumped into Glenn. They started talking when a drunk frat boy grabbed Phoebe's butt. Phoebe was understandably upset, but Glenn, she could sense his fury. In anger, she punched the freshman hard in the face, which made Glenn fall into a group of women who started screaming at him. What Phoebe didn't know is her empathy powers were evolving. Normally it would be a good thing, but, when everyone's emotions were all over the place, Phoebe "snapped." She started punching and hitting anyone and anything that moved.
Glenn fell and hit his head. The drunk frat boy started throwing punches at Glenn. The women started screaming and fighting with another, soon a riot started on campus.
"Excuse me." Phoebe ran out.
Sheridan was standing by the locker room waiting for a certain cadet. When she saw her walking out, she cleared her throat.
"Miss Matthews." Sheridan walks over to Paige.
"Lieutenant." Paige salutes.
"At ease, you are not in class." She saw Paige staring suspiciously at her.
"How can I help you, ma'am." What did The Great White Shark want? Paige found out everyone called her that behind her back. It suited her, Sheridan could squeeze blood out of a rock.
"I'm handing you this." She hands Paige a envelope.
"Wait. This is for Phoebe. A lawsuit? For what?"
"Ask your sister. Better make it quick, her arrest warrant is almost ready. Better call a attorney. A good one."
Crap.
Phoebe was lost in thought. It was all her. She did all that. She started the fight. Her future was ruined. She wanted nothing more than to cry, but when she heard a baby fussing, she looked up.
A young father was holding some groceries trying to soothe his baby who was crying.
"You hungry? Give me a second. Dammit!" His bag broke, spilling groceries everywhere.
"Let me help! Phoebe had her book bag, luckily only her notebook was in it. "Here. Take my bag. You obviously need it more than me." She picks up the groceries and puts everything inside and hands the bag over to the guy.
"Thanks. Shh. Shh." The father was trying to soothe his baby who was still crying.
"If you bounce him, making that shushing noise, I'm sure he'll calm down." Phoebe babysat for Laura a lot, Laura always calmed down every time.
"Shh. Shh." When the baby cries stopped, he smiled at Phoebe. "Thanks. You a mom?"
"A aunt. My in law has a baby. My sister wanted one, but she and her husband...never mind. I'm sure you are in a hurry."
"Thank you. I'll pay you back for your backpack!" He calls out to Phoebe as she walks away.
'Phoebe. Please. I don't have much time left.'
Paige was looking around the house. She already called Richard, he said he'll pay for Phoebe's legal fees. Hearing a door slam, she calls for Phoebe to come upstairs.
"Paige? I'm in trouble."
"You think?" Paige hands her a copy of a arrest warrant.
"I'll hire someone. Paige. Do you hear Piper's voice?"
"Everywhere? Yep. But she's travelling with Prue and Andy." Ever since she and Sam separated, both went their separate ways.
"How long ago was that? Cause I don't remember."
"To be honest, I don't know." Paige felt so weird. "You feel like things are really out of place?"
"Like that riot I started?" When they heard a doorbell ringing, Paige walks over to the window. She saw Sheridan outside with a few cops.
"Ah, Phoebe, I think you need your lawyer. Now."
Ding Dong!
"I see your car outside, Miss Halliwell! Surrender peacefully, or I have no choice but to take drastic measures!" Sheridan calls out.
"I can't go to jail now! I have to see the Dean in a few hours! With proof!"
"And I will be kicked out of the force if I let you run." No matter what, they were both screwed.
Leaving a cliffhanger is such a cliché. When I read the story about Noah and the Flood, the earliest copies of the bible told how it rained for forty days and forty nights. Everyone was left wandering. What happened after the rains ends? It took the writers a few weeks to figure it out. I just came back to see how this latest story is doing. Wow. Amara is most likely rolling her eyes at Me. Sorry. Huh. Never thought I see a familiar face. If I wasn't so invested in my other Two Stories, I would have loved to see what happens next. But I have more pressing matters. Sis, don't interfere. Remember, this isn't about You.