Disclaimer: The Charmed Characters are the property of Aaron Spelling and Constance Burge. I just borrow them for your enjoyment and my writing addiction.
For ever decision we make, there was one we didn't. Should I call someone or go see them personally? Should I take that job, or the other one? Each time we choose one path the other sets a course of its own. Decisions left unmade.
What happens when we take the other path? The one we weren't supposed to. Some choices should be left alone. Or the consequences could be the end of everything we believed in.
He looked at his phone. He had tried talking to him so many times already. He had sent a memo stating it was done, but still he continued his search. His search for answers that were not going to be found.
Making his way down the hallways he made up his mind that he would put a stop to this once and for all. He was the chief of staff NOT Dr. Williamson.
"LOOK OUT!" Dr. Jefferies walked into the lab just as a needle went flying through the air and straight for Dr. Williamson. "What the hell is going on?" he asked still stunned at what he had seen. As the broken needle lay shattered in pieces. "That. How did?"
Dr. Williamson followed his gaze having been able to avoid getting hit with his colleagues warning. "I have no idea."
"That. That monkey made that syringe move. I saw it."
Dr. Williamson moved to the charts on the desk. Picking them up he looked down at everything he had tried earlier. "I injected the sisters blood into the monkeys this morning. What ever cured Piper Halliwell is in their blood, I am sure of it."
"It looks to me that there is more to their blood then just a cure for Arroyo fever." He kept his eyes on the three monkeys as they jumped up and down in their cages. "Dr. you may be onto something here after all. But it does not leave this lab you hear me?"
"What are you saying Jefferies?"
"I am saying, that I think your three sisters need to be looked at more closely and carefully, if they can do half of what that monkey just did. And if I am right, we will get much more then funding for the hospital. Much, much more." He said a she slapped his hand on Dr. Williamson's back. "Show me everything you got on these three sisters."
Prue sat on the couch looking out the window. She still couldn't believe her luck in getting the job at 415 magazine. Though she knew that what Phoebe said a few weeks ago was right. Being a professional photographer was a dicey profession. But it was her dream, always was.
But it was a risk she was willing to take. And it made more sense to do that then working at Buckland's. At least with photography her schedule was completely flexible. Not to mention, she didn't have to go against her own beliefs, which was what was happening at Buckland's.
Piper leaned against the frame to the living room and watched her oldest sister seemingly lost in thought. She had known that Prue was still struggling on her decision to leave Buckland's and take up photography. All she needed was a little reassurance.
"Hi you." Piper moved and sat on the arm of the couch that Prue was sitting in.
"Hi." Prue said quietly.
"Prue. It's ok to be scared. Starting a new job, a new career. That's big honey. I was scared to death when I opened the club. But you are the most driven person I know, you'll be great. You even got that great shot of Maggie for the St. Patrick's day issue."
"I know. It's just." Prue wasn't quiet sure what she felt.
"You have never done anything for just you? Well it is about time you did honey. Phoebe and are ok. Now we can all follow the dreams we wanted.
Piper was pulled back from her thoughts when she heard the back door open and close. She knew who it was. The youngest Halliwell sister, another one following her dreams.
"Ok someone please tell me why I wanted to go back to school and put myself through this torture? That stupid no good, son of a …AUGH!" she held her pack over her shoulder as she made her way through the dining room to the stairs.
"Freeze missy. What is up with you?" Piper looked at Phoebe as her sister stopped.
"Ok I wasn't talking to anyone in particular, I was just ranting to myself." She said as she turned and took another step.
"No, don't think so. Not when you come in that house like that. Spill." Piper moved to the stairs and glared up at her younger sister.
Phoebe looked down at Piper and could feel another set of eyes on her. Looking past Piper she saw Prue coming out of the living room quietly just looking up at her.
"Well you going to tell us or no?" Prue said as she came and stood behind Piper.
Knowing defeat when she saw it she dropped her school bag on the stairs and sat down on the bottom one. "My stupid Prof. has given us till Friday to do some stupid essay. That is like FOUR DAYS! And to top that off, he also is giving us an exam tomorrow. ASS. What idiot gives his student four days for an essay AND an exam?" She stood back up and lifted her bag from the stairs, "I am telling you. The first demon I see this week is going to be a very sorry one. If I fail this class because of them. OH!" She turned and stormed up the stairs leaving her sisters a little bit dumb-founded.
"OK what was that?" Piper looked over at Prue.
"A pissed off student and sister. I don't know about you, but I'm steering clear of her room the next few days." Prue laughed as she started towards the kitchen, leaving Piper to take one last look up the stairs.
He made his way into the lab they had set up. One that was a way from the hospital, in a private facility. "Anything yet?" his voice was commanding an authority it normally didn't hold.
Dr Jefferies looked up as Dr Williamson made his way through the sterile procedures that kept the lab safe. "Nothing."
Dr Williamson made his way over to the microscope looking down at the blood work Jefferies was looking at. "Maybe we need a new approach." He looked over at his colleague not really sure what he was thinking was even possible.
Dr. Jefferies cast his eye with suspicion as he looked at his colleague with new respect. "Maybe a little 'I spy'" he said referring to a child's game.
"Exactly. From what I recall when Piper had Arroyo fever her sisters where very protective. And I mean VERY, especially the oldest."
Dr. Jefferies took hold of the thought Williamson was seeing. "So what? Are you suggesting we take Piper Halliwell into custody by some means?"
"I am suggesting, in time, we take them ALL into custody at some point. But I think we need to determine first who has what ability. We know that Prue has the power to move things either with her mind or her hand. We just have to see what the other two have."
"And from there we plan a course of action." Dr. Jefferies was following Dr Williamson's thoughts. Find the weakest link and go from there.
Prue walked into the Manor four days later to silence. She made her way to the cabinet and unpacked part of her camera bag, before taking the rest up to her room.
Making her way down the hall she took notice of the quiet she heard. Wondering, in her own way, why she went to her own room first. Dropping off her camera bag and walking a bit down the hall and knocked softly on Pipers door. Getting no answer she pushed open the partially open door. "Piper?"
Looking around the room with her eyes quickly she pulled the door too and headed to the next one. She knew her sisters were home, or at least one of them was. Piper's Jeep sat in the driveway.
Knocking quietly again she pushed open the door. She thought to herself, how it was she never even waited for a reply on that door, she just slowly eased it open. "Phoebs?" she peaked in the room to see her sister sprawled out on her bed sleeping soundly, as she usually was.
Smiling down at her baby sister she pulled the quilt from the bottom of her bed and over top of her. "Night sweetie." She spoke softly so as not to wake her, as she placed kiss on the top of her head.
"Mmmm Prue." Phoebe rolled over slightly as she pulled the quilt close to her. It was instinct that she knew who was in her room as she nodded back to sleep.
"Ssshhh honey. Go back to sleep." Prue paced her hand on Phoebes head, and brushed back her hair as she eased her sister back to sleep.
Taking one last glance at her sister, she made her way out of Phoebes room. She knew her little sister had been putting in some crazy hours the last few days, trying to get her essay done as well as study for the exam her Prof. had dumped on them. Prue was just glad that no serious demons had decided to pay them a visit in that time. All Phoebe needed was a distraction on the supernatural front.
Prue made her way into the kitchen and spotted Piper at the stove. "Hey, I thought you were home."
"I came in just before you. I heard you heading up stairs. She still sleeping?"
"Out like a light." Prue laughed as she grabbed the juice from the fridge,
"I don't blame her. She put in some pretty long hours since she told us about the essay and exam. I am just glad we were able to keep the demon front away from her." Piper laughed a she made her way around the kitchen.
"Yeah well we got lucky. All the demons in the last few days you and I have been able to handle." Prue laughed, "Though. It would have been interesting to see how she would have reacted to an interruption in her studies."
"Do I wanna say poor demon?" Piper laughed knowing full well what would have happened.
Prue laughed as she thought of what Phoebe would have done and how pissed off she would have been. "Guess it was their lucky week."
It wasn't long when Prue lost track of Piper as her younger sister found herself lost in thought. "Piper?" she looked over almost with concern, but her mind wasn't at the point yet.
"Huh. Oh sorry I was just thinking."
"Yeah ouch. I sort of noticed."
Piper looked up and stuck her tongue at her sister. "It is just these letters. Dr. Williamson is still sending them. I mean what does he want from me?"
"An answer to how you were cured for starters." Prue replied seeing her sister distress.
"Oh right I should just walk into his office and tell him an angel cured me. I can see us all locked up for that Prue."
"Piper, all I am saying is there is nothing to find. You are healed, a medical miracle. End of story." Prue made her way over to her sister. Placing an arm over her shoulders she took in her eyes and the rest of her features. "Honey it's ok. Sooner or later he will forget anything ever happened."
Larry walked through the dark alleys of San Francisco looking for anything that he might determine useful. He had a few connection, but not as many as he had wanted. His brother-in-law had stated to him what he needed but he was yet to find out any real answers. Until one night.
He made his way back to the lab his brother in law had set up with Dr Jefferies. " Curtis."
Dr Curtis Williamson turned for a moment and met his brother-in-laws face.
"I might have something for you." Larry said as he and Curtis shared a look of dominance. Dominance over what they perceived as evil