TEN
"You mean someone has to…" began Piper.
"I'm afraid so," said Katrina. "Even taking the initial period of disinterest into account, it's only been in his system a few hours so I should imagine he's still fairly cognizant. He doesn't seem to have lost control yet, just his inhibitions. But that will change soon unless someone helps get it out of his system."
"Oh, Merry Christmas to me," Phoebe giggled.
"Well girls," Grams said with a shake of her head, "you seem to have things under control now. I really can't stay long. Just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas. I really should get going."
"Thanks, Grams," said Piper. "Sorry we couldn't be more sociable but you see the problem we have."
"No problem, dear," said Grams. "Once you get things straightened out maybe I can come back and we can do it right. Just call me and let me know.
Grams suddenly faded from the manor as Sherry looked on in amazement.
"Well, at least we found out what's wrong with him," said Piper, "and we know how to cure him. Leo, why don't you take Sherry back home? Don't worry, Sherry. We know you didn't mean any harm. Everything is going to be okay. Just trust me on this."
"Okay?" Sherry shrieked. "How can you say that? I learn that not only are demons real but that Mr. Turner is one of them. I have to warn Mr. Barnes about him. If he's a demon there's no telling what evil he might be up to."
Piper saw Leo reach into his pocket and pull out a small bag. She knew it would contain the memory dust that White Lighter's used to remove someone's memories. Once he got Sherry back to her apartment, Piper knew she would remember nothing of what had happened.
"Well, you have to do what you feel is necessary," said Piper. "Leo will take you back to your apartment now. You'll be okay."
Leo orbed out of the manor with Sherry.
"You sure there's no danger?" Phoebe asked.
"Not really," said Katrina. "Although I can tell you that the affects of the drug may last for quite a while."
"Well, from what I know about it," said Paige, "it's supposed to last a couple of hours."
"In humans, yes," said Katrina. "In demons it's a bit longer."
"How much longer?" Piper asked.
"Twelve hours," said Katrina. "Minimum. There are reported cases of it lasting as long as thirty six hours, but those are rare instances."
"Thirty six hours?" Phoebe gasped. "Well, looks like I may not be going to work for the next couple of days."
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that," said Katrina. "As I said those instances are rare. Now, there is a possibility of some side affects from the drug. Headaches and such. Nothing very serious. They are only temporary and will dissipate after a while."
"That's good," said Phoebe.
"Oh, just one more thing," said Katrina. "It's not very probable but it is possible that he may experience an unusually prolonged period of, uh, excitement shall we say."
"Yeah, I heard about that," said Phoebe. "If it lasts for more than four hours he should see a doctor right away."
"Yes," said Katrina. "Only in Belthazor's case, because of his demonic constitution, that time frame is a bit longer. Let me know if the situation persists for more than forty-eight hours. I'm sure that won't happen but it's best to be on the safe side. Well, that's all I can do here. Just have Leo come get me if there are any complications."
Katrina shimmered out of the manor leaving the girls alone.
"Guess I should get to administering the cure," giggled Phoebe. "Don't wait up."
"Forty-eight hours?" Piper questioned as Phoebe headed for the attic. "That's an awfully long time."
"Just as long as he doesn't come running down the stairs bragging about it," Paige said, annoyance in her voice. "You know how men can be. And Phoebe you make sure you keep him in your room "
"Oh, I don't think that's going to be a problem," Phoebe giggled again as she bounded up the stairs.
"Yeah, I do," Piper responded absently.
But Piper wasn't really listening to Paige. Her mind was beginning to wander. Just how would sildenafil affect a White Lighter? As Paige headed for the living room Piper just giggled to herself and headed for the kitchen.
The End