Coming Back Together

[ShyTemptress]

"Coming Back Together"



By: ShyTemptress



Disclaimer: All characters from BTVS are property of Joss Wheadon, and Mutant Enemy productions. All character of the Charmed series are not mine. I'm just borrowing the ladies for my pleasure. This story is written purely for fun, no copyright infringement is intended.



Summary: Death brings together to very powerful force of good. Hell ensues.



Notes: Okay not sure of this one. I do not intend to quit Happiest of Days for those of you who actually like that one.





Chapter One



Chapter One



Have you ever had one of those days that are so hard to go through you’d rather die then even try? I guess why I ask is because those are becoming more of a common episode in my every day happenings. I don’t know what to do anymore. I feel maybe if I was stronger that all this would have turned out different. Maybe I could have done something more. Could there have been some secret message that would’ve helped us save her? I wish it could have been me instead of her. She was a lot better then I am and a better witch then i could ever hope to be. I’d do anything to bring her back. I’ve searched that damned book so many times. Just when we need it the most, there is nothing in there to help us save her.



I loved her. How could you not love someone like Prue? She was always the big sister, always there if you needed her. I know we didn’t get along in the beginning but everything eventually worked out.



I love walking up here every morning. It was just like this in the beginning. I would come up the stair barefoot, just as I always had as a child, feeling the wood grain underneath my feet. I’d wake up extra early to be the first one up to the attic. Everything up here always felt so calm. I love just walking up to the book and feel the mystical energies surrounding me. But now it is different. The attic has now become a prison where I can get trapped in my own head. As I walk up the attic stairs I can hear the voice of my sister. It's more like I feel her, maybe…. Still I’m not quite sure how the sister magic psychic thing works. As I walk up the stairs I can see several candles surrounding Piper with the Book of Shadows in front of her.



“ Hear now the words of the witch’s,

The secrets we hid in the night.

The oldest of gods are invoked here,

The great work of magic is sought…”



I watch as tears run down Piper’s cheek, as she closes her eyes and turns her head toward the heavens. The light of the candles the surrounded her casts shadows all around the room. I hold my breath hoping and praying that this will work.



“ In this night and in this hour

I call upon the Ancient Power.

Bring back my sister.

Bring back the power of three.”



I can feel waves of emotion come off of her. This was the first time the book has ever failed one of us. We like generations before us are witches. Together we are the Charmed Ones. Even though we each have a different power we always work together to battle demons and warlocks and any other unnatural bad ass that come our way. Gathering all the courage I have, I walk over to Piper and join her in the circle. She flips through the book for the spell to find a lost witch. I finally catch her gaze as she looks into my eyes. With a brief smile and a nod together we close our eyes.



“ Powers of the witches rise,

Course unseen across the skies.

Come to us who call you near.

Come to us and settle here.”



Without flinching she takes an athame and pokes her index finger. When a spot of blood comes to the surface she hands the knife to me. After I do the same we both hold our fingers over the bowl that also contains herbs.



“ Blood to blood,

We summon thee.

Blood to blood,

Return to me.”



I finally open my eyes, heartbroken when I fail to find our blue-eyed older sister. I can see Piper across from me trying her hardest to keep her tears at bay. Why does this have to happen now? When we are so close to finally vanquishing the source. It always seems that everything goes wrong just when we’re so close to achieving what we’ve been working for the last three years.



“ Piper, sweetie, you look exhausted. We really need to get some sleep.”



“ I can’t. There has to be some way to bring her back. I don’t understand why nothing will work all of the sudden. Its like the book has just deserted us. Why can’t we do anything? Its not like we haven’t cheated death before. Why is this time different?”



“ I don’t know. I know it doesn’t make sense, but there is nothing we can do.”



“ There has to be something. Maybe you could write a spell.”



“ Even if I could, that’s something that would require the power of three. I know it hurts I can feel it too, if we were supposed to do something don’t you think we would have found a way?”



“ Don’t ever say that!” Piper said angrily. I could tell I had finally said something wrong.“ She’s our sister. How are we not supposed to fix this? Why won’t they let us bring her back?” Piper’s knees finally gave way as she crumbled to the ground knocking down candles as she went. I walked over and knelled next to her and wrapped my arms around her. “ She’s been there our entire lives. I don’t know how to live without a big sister.” I can feel her wet tears against my neck as she cries. I begin to rub my hands up and down her back in a soothing way. The sobs the have racked her body have begun to slow down.



“ Let’s go to bed sweetie. We have to go to her funeral.”



“ Please, don’t make me.”



“ Come on lets deal with that tomorrow lets just try to make it through today.” I place my arm around her shoulders and lift her up. “ We need to go to sleep it almost is tomorrow.” Piper just nodded against me I don’t think she really even heard me. I have to be strong for her. She has always been the strong one for me and now I have to be that person for her. We slowly make our way downstairs and head toward Piper’s room. I set her down on her bed and walk around the room to find her something to sleep in. ‘ I wonder which she will prefer? How about tigger sleepwear?’ I bring my choice over to her to see what she thinks. “ So, I think tigger what about you?” I catch the briefest smile and silently congratulate myself. Taking that as a yes I hand her the shirt and pants set. She’s still pretty distant. It’s kind of like she’s not exactly with me, but she is. I start to unbutton the buttons that are at the bottom of shirt and start to work up. With each button I can feel her relax a bit more. I can still remember her doing this for me when we were kids right after grams had died.



~Flashback~

“ I don’t know if you enjoy being stinky Phoebe, but her stench is not that much fun. I know it hurts beyond belief, but we’ll get through this, the three of us together.” She placed her hands on my cheeks and lifted my eyes until our eyes met. “ We will get through this I promise you.” I had felt so lost that night. I felt like nothing again would make sense. She was the one person who had always been there. She was Grams, the strongest woman I had ever met. If felt like I couldn’t breathe without her being there to tell me the monsters wouldn’t hurt me. She took my hand and ran me a warm bath. The water had felt like it was going to burn my skin, but she wouldn’t let me out until she got all of me washed. Prue had come in and washed my hair with her special shampoo that I had always loved. When they had finally gotten me all clean and dry they had both led me to my room and we all slept in my bed. I still remember Prue holding me from behind telling me how much they loved me and I’d never be alone. And my arms around Piper crying on her shoulder until I fell asleep, and that how I woke feeling totally loved.

~End Flashback~



Finally getting Piper undressed down to her underwear, at least, I pulled the tigger shirt over her head. “ Lets get you into this bed shall we?” Turning the covers over and making some room for her to get in I crawl in. I place a soft kiss against her forehead and make to leave the room. There’s so much to do before the funeral I should get started right away. Sleep be damned.



“ Phoebe.” I hear Piper say softly. So softly I almost didn’t catch it.



“ Yes sweetie?”



“ Don’t leave me.”



“ Never.” So many things said by that simple statement from Piper. I would never leave her alone if I could help it. I wouldn’t dare make her go through this again. I couldn’t live with myself even if I did. I walk slowly back toward her bed striping off my shirt as I go. I’m not going to leave her tonight. I’ll handle everything tomorrow. Dad, Leo, and Darrel will be there to help, but tonight its just us. I climb into be next to her and slip behind her. “ I’m right here.” She turns facing me and places her head at the crook of my shoulders. Her left arm goes around my waist pulling me closer to her. My right arm holds her close and rubs patterns on her back. “ I’m not going anywhere sweetie.”



“ Good.” As she starts to fall asleep I can find myself humming a familiar song Prue used to sing to me when I couldn’t sleep. The song used to always work to get me asleep. When I was afraid that Dad would never come back she would always know how to comfort me. Soon after Piper falls asleep I feel the presence of sleep overcomes me.







You'll have to wait a chapter or two for Buffy world, gotta set this up don't I? I'll set up a regular day to post if thats okay with y'all. I'm going betaless so bare with me for all grammer mistakes.



-Shy Temptress

Edited by: Warduke at: 12/22/04 8:25 pm

[silentinformer]

LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT

can you tell i like crossovers and i would have to say my favorites have to do with charmed I love this especially cause i am wondering if Willow or maybe tara is the third sister



Can't wait for more



Silent



ps. and yes i know the whole thing about them being named with a p starting there name but maybe they were and had their name changed when they were adopted

It's like I can't breathe, It's like I can't see anything, Nothing but you, I'm addicted to you



- Kelly Clarkson "Addicted"

[robotguru]

I already told you in Kitten that i am loving this. Great work.

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There can be no rainbow without rain, you cannot know true happiness until you know sadness first.

[willow fan7]

I was actually a little hesitant to read this fic because I saw that it had characters from Charmed in it. Not that I have anything against Charmed, it's a really great series...I sometimes watch it in my past time too, but I have this wierd fixation on not reading any fanfic other than Willow and Tara, and ONLY Willow Tara goodness.



Thank god I got over that



That was a really great start. Extremely well-written, I've always liked a first person point of view. At first I thought it was Willow who was talking...and as I read on, I realized it, duh, it's Phoebe (who, by the way, is my favourite of the three). You definitely got my curiosity piqued. Looking forward to the next update.

But here, the energy, the collective intelligence. It's like this force, t-this penetrating force, and I can just feel my mind opening up, you know, and letting this place just thrust into and -- and spurt knowledge into -- that sentence ended up in a different place than it started out in - Willow

[ShyTemptress]

"Coming Back Together"



By: ShyTemptress



Disclaimer: All characters from BTVS are property of Joss Wheadon, and Mutant Enemy productions. All character of the Charmed series are not mine. I'm just borrowing the ladies for my pleasure. This story is written purely for fun, no copyright infringement is intended.



Summary: Death brings together to very powerful force of good. Hell ensues.



Notes: Okay not sure of this one. I do not intend to quit Happiest of Days for those of you who actually like that one.



Note: Written without beta cause I got a little impatient. I know your thinking that never happens.





Chapter Two



I feel myself walk into the dream scape. It’s kind of weird, like I’m half awake but still asleep. It’s much different then when I have premonitions in my sleep. Not that I’m the perfect person to tell you its only happened once. I finally take a moment to take in my surroundings. It’s different somehow. No long light filled and cheerful. Sort of like I am finally forced to act like a grown up. Prue and Piper always taunted me about the child aspects of my dreams. I always had the child like images in my mind. Picturing my sister’s a lot as different animals. But not anymore. I can tell that this might be a permanent change. It’s so dark and depressing now, there is this strong urge to hide from everything and just find someone to hide behind. Its really now that it fully hits me… I lost my person to hide behind. She’s gone and I’ll never be able to find comfort in her. Everything Piper said about losing her, its true, we have never lost someone this important. Grams was important in a different way, but Prue was our savior and confidant, the one person who would always come to your rescue.



“ Prue, I miss you so much.” I whisper to the unwelcome darkness.



“ You will have to move on. For the good of good magic everywhere.”



“ She’s gone I don’t want to do this anymore. Its not worth the chance of losing a sister, I will not, no I can not, lose another.”



“ You knew the consequences of your action when you first read the spell to give you three your powers. Prue understood this, you must also learn. Your destiny still awaits you there is nothing you can do to stop it.”

“ Our destiny? We have no destiny! We buried it along with our sister. The Power of Three is dead. I quit. I can’t go through this death anymore. I lost my grandmother, mother, and sister for the benefit of good, and I refuse to risk my life again so I can have a chance of losing another.”



“You must go on or the force of evil will taken over.”



“I don’t care what you do, find your selves another pair of witches cause we’re through.”



“No.”



“After all you have put me and Piper through how can you expect us to cooperate? When we first we’re given these powers you gave us a choice. Are you taking that back?”



“You powers are still your own, but they also belong to earth.”

I feel my dream self walk away from the dark figures and into the light that is taking over. I can start to hear the sounds of my house in the morning. There will be Prue to wake me up and get Piper up to cook breakfast. The dream scape begins to completely vanish and the sound of waking birds and their activities brings me from unconsciousness.





“Hmm… I don’t wanna get up.” I tighten my arms around the pillow I have in my grasp. I quickly let go as the pillow protests my movements.



“Phoebe.” My pillow says softly and burrows further into my body. What the hell kind of pillow smells like cinnamon and has long brown hair?



Just like a train into the side of a small car it hits me. The events of the last few days come to me like pictures in a movie. That demon, Prue’s last breath, Piper nearly collapsing into my arms, the ambulance. I hear a small whimper. Was that my own? Am I really here? Is Prue really gone? A flash of her body flashes. My failed attempt at reviving her. Piper blames herself I know she does, but it really isn’t. It’s their fault. Their fault for taking our sister from us.



Her body shifts and I can feel her lips on the skin of my neck. Just there at the juncture of my neck and shoulder. “I love you Prue,” she softly whispers.



“I love you too.” What else is there to say? She’s obviously still asleep. I can’t rip her from sleep like that. I’ll let her enjoy wherever she is. In our dreams we can have our sister. Her grip on my side tightens as her eyelids flutter open. Her brown eyes look around for a second before reaching mine, holding them.



“Is it real? Phoebe? Is she gone?” She looked so scared, so alone.



“Yeah, baby she is.” A lone tear runs down her face and I catch it in my fingers. She looks up at me as if for the first time. Asking me to be the grown up. She’s asking me to take Prue’s position. I can’t do that. I kiss her forehead. I put all the love I feel for my older sister into that kiss. “I will not leave you. We will figure this out together. But we have to get up.”



“I suppose.” She removes her left arm from my stomach and slowly moves herself into a sitting position. She looks down at her body and notices the lack of clothes. “Please tell me that you’re the reason for my almost nudity.”



“Had to get you out of those clothes.” I get out of the bed and walk toward her closet when I notice my own ‘almost nudity’. I grab the pair of jeans I was wearing last night. Tightening the belt I work on finding her a suitable change of clothes. I find a pair of faded out low hip huggers and a random tank top. I walk out of her walk-in closet and find my sister looking outside the window that opens to the street.



“It’s amazing you know.”



“What is?”



“That the world can just go on.” She closes the curtains and blocks out the light from the outside world. “People die every day. Every few seconds another unfortunate soul is taken from the earth and some people would never know the difference. I used to be like that you know.” She turned back to me. She suddenly looked cold despite the hot day, but I made no move to approach her. “Before we started this. Three years ago remember? It seems so long ago. I had never really taken the time to ever reading anything in the newspaper other then the main stories and the entertainment section.”



“I guess it changes your perspective.” The shirt in my hands I’m going to ruin if I don’t stop squeezing it. Now bout that the first shirt I reach for would be on of Prue’s.



“Its just that, millions of people are going through this. Many are experiencing this for their first time. We see death everyday. Their lives don’t end. They always find some way to keep on going. Then why do I feel like I have to force myself to breathe?”



“I don’t know. I’m feeling in too.”



“What are we going to do?” She looks down at her hands, twisting them and picking at imaginary dirt under her perfectly groomed nails.



I walk over to her for the first time since their conversation started. I wrap my arms around her and I watch as she takes the comfort offered. “You’re going to have to be strong today. Can you do that for me?” She looks at me like I’m asking too much of her and with anyone else I would that I am but I know her that I'm not. She has to have something to do to help her keep her head on. She nods her head slowly answering my question and pulls out of my arms.



“I’m gonna go cook breakfast.” She takes Prue’s shirt out of my hands and pulls it over her head. I watch as she heads out of her room and down the stairs. I take a deep breath and let is out silently.



“I love you Prue. I’ll take care of her, I promise.” I hope you can hear me sister. I miss you so much I’m just barely hanging on to my sanity. Piper is so much worse. I don’t know how she’s keeping it together cause god knows she’s trying. She’s all I have now. As I look out the window I keep hoping to see you walking out the door to head off to work. Just know I would bring you back in a second if the powers permitted me. I’ll miss you so much. I love you. I walk out of Piper’s room and slowly close the door. Tomorrow is over and I have to face today.



I walk down the stairs and into the kitchen and can smell the unfamiliar smell of burning food. I guess this shows how bad Piper is taking this. She has never burned anything food related in a long time.



“Piper honey, is everything o…” I can seem to finish this sentence. From out of nowhere a knife comes straight toward me and I just barely have time to dodge it before it contacts with the door behind me. I feel my body tense up waiting for the butcher knife throwing demon to present himself. Hey, what kind of demon threw butcher knives? That’s a sissy thing to throw. I look around and find a lack of demon and flour and other foodstuff all over the place. Great a mess to clean up. “Piper.”



I go to grab the mop and dust pan and start to clean up the mess. I walk over to the sink and fill up the bucket. Oh shit, won’t water make the flour sticky like?



“Piper, get down here and help me clean this shit up.” That's so not like her to leave a mess without cleaning up. More like me. Where the hell is she? I leave the water running to fill up the bucket and walk around to the other side of the counter to begin my search to find my sister. “Piper this isn’t funny.” This is now when I start to get really worried.



God, where the hell is my sister?





Okay... thats the second chapter. Next couple of chapters are completely Buffy related.

Edited by: Warduke at: 12/22/04 8:27 pm

[ShyTemptress]

"Coming Back Together"



First of all I would like to thank everyone who has read my story, even if you weren't a good boy or girl and left me feedback.





silentinformer Hey! Your my first feedbackgiving person so yay for you. I'm glad you agree with me that crossovers can rock sometimes. You need to email me if you ever get this. I'll explain the story more to you when you do. Read on please.



robotguru Hey Chris Thanks for reading I really appreciate it. I love your quote.



willow fan7 Hey Gimmy. I'm glad you decided to read my fic. I so used to be the way about fics, with only reading Tara and willow, but branching out can be good as well. You so have to start watchin this season of Charmed. I'll admit its not as good as the first few season (GO PRUE!) but it does have it's cool points. I'm glad you like it enough to harass me about an update. Which I fully expect you to now.

Edited by: Warduke at: 12/22/04 8:27 pm

[alli1977]

I'm not sure how I managed to overlook this story for even 3 days! Buffy and Charmed is my favorite combination - keep going! Can't wait to see how Willow and Tara fit in ~alli

[silentinformer]

Loved this update and how you switched personas from piper to phoebe almost seemlessly and buffy in the next chapters who can resist that



Silent

It's like I can't breathe, It's like I can't see anything, Nothing but you, I'm addicted to you



- Kelly Clarkson "Addicted"

[willow fan7]

Interesting look into Phoebe's thoughts. I wonder what happened to Piper though...I would have though Phoebe would hear a commotion if it were a demon. Should be interesting to read how the Scoobies fit into all this. Another update soon?

But here, the energy, the collective intelligence. It's like this force, t-this penetrating force, and I can just feel my mind opening up, you know, and letting this place just thrust into and -- and spurt knowledge into -- that sentence ended up in a different place than it started out in - Willow

[ShyTemptress]

"Coming Back Together"



By: ShyTemptress



Disclaimer: All characters from BTVS are property of Joss Wheadon, and Mutant Enemy productions. All character of the Charmed series are not mine. I'm just borrowing the ladies for my pleasure. This story is written purely for fun, no copyright infringement is intended.



Summary: Death brings together to very powerful force of good. Hell ensues.



Note: Written without beta cause I got a little impatient. I know your thinking that never happens. OH and btw I'm back I'm sorry this took forever. I had the chapter pretty much written forever ago, but then I had this wicked dream so the light bulb went off, and that cycle was pretty much constant.



Chapter 3a





I wish I could tell you how long it’s been. All I know is that I walk alone and my shadow’s is the only one keeping me company. I still have to check that it’s there in fear of it leaving me also. Sad huh? It’s no wonder I constantly walk to line between sanity and lunacy. But I continue to brave this trip alone. It’s been so quiet these last few years that I am amazed I have not lost everything as it. The only thing that has kept me is the hope of finding another. I barely remember what it used to be like before they left. My shadow does remember and that gives me the faith that this can all get better. As we walk down the empty streets it whispers the tale to me. Maybe I am going crazy, talking to my shadow, or is it even mine? Am I just projecting it to have something to keep me company?



All I can remember are these streets and this city. My shadow keeps telling me to stay here and not go out of the city limits. What is beyond them I cannot know. This world is so dark and cold but there is nothing to fear. No one is left but me. As I have begun to channel out the mutterings of my shadow I can finally explore the outer limits of the city where I am imprisoned.



Day One…



I remember that day so much more clearly then the others. I had awakened to find myself in the middle of the road. The ground was hard and my back was extremely sore from lying there for what I could only imagine had been a long time. My clothes where torn all over just I couldn’t recall what happened to make them that way. I quickly got out of the road and stretched my limbs. I took a few steps and quickly and painfully found out that my legs weren’t work quite right. It took me a few tries to get my legs to work as to be able to stumble around, but I needed to take a few breaks in between. That day I found out that no one was in a half-block radius of where I found myself.



I did finally get up the strength in my arms and legs to be able to search everything south of the market. I made my camp in the store right outside of where I found myself and that still is my current residence. I love this city and I would have loved to live here before it lost its life. How can an event take place that could rid a place such as this inhabitable? But how could that be true since I can here. I wish someone could tell me where everyone is. The sun begins to rise in the sky and the darkness begins to recede.









“My Child.”



I sit on top of a mailbox. “I wish to explore the limits and underground today.”



“Do you feel that best.”



“There has to be someone else.”



“I know this city far better then you. Have you ever found sign of anyone?”



“No, but why would I be the only survivor?”



That had to be the only question I could never get an answer to. My shadow seemed to know almost everything but it would never answer me. So many questions that I would never get the answers to. Maybe because I never asked. Was there anyone left? At least in this city there wasn’t anyone, but I wasn’t allowed to check the underground. What happened here? There was never really a sign. Everything seemed perfectly intact. Why was I the only one left? Everyone was gone but all I get is a torn up jacket. They seem pretty logical questions to ask, right? Maybe I have always thought that asking questions would make it go away. I mean why piss of the only companion I have?







-sorry about the shortness I'm just trying to get everything set up-



-Kristen

Edited by: ShyTemptress at: 2/27/05 11:42 am