FIC: Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live 2

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TITLE: Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live 1
AUTHOR: Angelina
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, Joss's. Charmed girlies not mine either, 
Constnace M. Burge's
SUMMARY: Not a B/W 'ship thing....unless you want it to be. 
Crossover with Charmed
SPOILERS: Up to Amends in Buffy and Love Hurts in Charmed
DISTRIBUTION: It's yours if you e-mail me
AUTHOR's NOTES: If you have read this fic somewhere before it's not 
because I copied it. It is archived elsewhere under the name Duchess
FEEDBACK: Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease!!!

Meanwhile, not so very far away, chaos reigned in Halliwell Manor. 
Prue and Phoebe were trying to get ready for a business dinner and a 
date respectively while Piper was attempting to unblock the kitchen 
sink with a plunger...and not having a great deal of success. She 
threw away the useless tool in disgust.

"Phoebe" Piper yelled over the noise of MTV and a hairdryer. "Pheebs 
could you come in here a second?"

The hairdryer was switched off and Phoebe wandered into the kitchen 
still brushing her hair and singing along to the latest Blink 182 
song that was blasting out of the TV.
"Yeah, what is it?" she asked

"Could you hold the flashlight for me while I look underneath the 
sink to see if I can clear this blockage somehow?" Normally it was 
Phoebe who did these little odd jobs around the house, she was quite 
the little handywoman, but Piper didn't like to ask her when she was 
all dressed up for her date. Phoebe lifted up the flashlight and 
then looked at Piper, concerned. 

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"

In truth Piper had no idea, but she'd seen people on TV banging on 
pipes with a wrench to clear them so she figured that was her best 
course of action. 
"Of course I do, it's not exactly rocket science is it? Now are you 
gonna help me or what?"

"Sure, Brandon won't be here for another 20 minutes and there's no 
way I could improve upon this image of perfection." Phoebe twirled 
to show herself off. Piper whistled appreciatively.

"Yep, you're gonna knock him dead."

"Not before he pays for dinner I hope!"

Piper laughed and then noticed something about Phoebe's apparel. "My 
goodness, we are organised tonight aren't we? Usually you'd make the 
poor guy wait half an hour while you simultaneously shave your legs, 
paint your nails and get dressed." She raised her eyebrows 
questioningly. "This new-found punctuality wouldn't have anything to 
do with the fact that you don't want Prue to see that you're wearing 
her new dress now would it?"

Phoebe looked at Piper with wide-eyed innocence. "No......well, 
maybe a little" she relented, scrunching her face up at Piper who 
just shook her head. Phoebe switched the flashlight on and 
positioned herself so that Piper could see under the sink. Piper 
took the wrench and whacked the pipe with it a few times, a gurgling 
noise could be heard faintly.

"Anything happening up there?" she asked

Phoebe took her attention away from checking her nails - with all 
this physical labour Piper was making her do she could easily have 
chipped one - and glanced at the taps. 
"Nothing" she replied.

Piper sighed. She decided to give it one last go. She brought the 
wrench down with more force than she had intended. Inevitably, the 
pipe burst, spewing water all over Piper. Phoebe screamed and jumped 
out of the way as a few drops splashed her legs. Piper was left in 
the dark, coughing and spluttering and fumbling for the shut off 
valve. Just then, a blood-curdling shriek came from the direction of 
the bathroom. Piper located the valve and managed to turn it off. 
She struggled to her feet, soaking wet, just as an irate Prue, 
wrapped in a towel and with soap in her hair, descended the stairs.

"What on earth are you two doing down here?" she asked in a scarily 
calm voice. Her sisters recognised that voice, it meant that an 
explosion wasn't far off.

"Me? I didn't do anything" said Phoebe, relieved not to be on the 
receiving end of Prue's fury for a change.

"Well that's a first" said Prue, surveying the puddles of water on 
the floor and her sister who resembled a drowned rat.

"Oh now wait a minute, time out. Piper makes your shower run cold..."

"Try freezing" Prue interrupted with a murderous glance at Piper.

"Whatever, she does that and you use is as an opportunity to take yet 
another pop at me?" Phoebe was not amused.

"Well Phoebe, you make it so easy for me." Prue turned her attention 
to Piper "What the Hell did you do?"

Piper stared at Prue in disbelief. "Well Prue I just thought to 
myself `Hey, I know, I'll go and whack that pipe until it breaks so I 
can totally soak myself and freeze Prue's ass off in the process' 
because you know that's my idea of a good night's entertainment!!" 
Piper glared defiantly back at Prue.

Phoebe looked back and forth between the two of them and suddenly saw 
the funny side of the whole thing. Her sisters, who rarely argued, 
were standing staring each other out, both dripping wet - Piper's 
clothes were clinging to her and the soap had started to dry and 
leave white patches in Prue's hair. Phoebe tried really hard to 
contain her laughter but it bubbled up and erupted out of her mouth 
before she could do anything to stop it. Her sisters both turned to 
look at her, incredulous.

"And what, pray tell, do you find so funny missy?" Piper demanded.

Phoebe was about to explain the humour in the situation when she 
noticed that Prue was looking at her strangely. In much the same way 
as a lioness would look at a wildebeest she imagined. Prue looked 
Phoebe up and down slowly before meeting her gaze. Prue's eyes were 
pure ice.

"Please tell me that you're not standing there laughing at my 
predicament while wearing my brand new Donna Karen dress which, as 
far as I knew, still had the tags on it."

Phoebe's laughter had completely dissolved by now. "Ummm, I could 
tell you that.....i.i.if you want me to." She tried her best doe-eyed 
expression, it had no effect whatsoever on Prue. Phoebe 
continued. "And it does still have the tags on it, see? I just 
tucked them inside"

Prue shook her head. "Well this is just great. I wanted a chance to 
wear that before you had crammed your chest into it and stretched it."

Phoebe's eyebrows shot up, "Jealous much?"

Prue just gave her a look that was colder than the shower she'd just 
had. Phoebe glanced at Piper who looked quite amused by this turn of 
events, she shook her head as if to say `I'm staying well out of this 
one.' Phoebe looked back at Prue worried that her anger might 
unconsciously trigger her power - things could start flying through 
the air at her at any moment.

"I'm waiting for an explanation Phoebe."

"Prue, I had nothing to wear and I wanted to look nice for Brandon 
and..." Phoebe had run out of excuses and she realised the ones she 
had given were feeble at best. Prue started walking towards her and 
she started backing up. Piper decided that now was the time to get 
involved. Prue might do something to Phoebe that they'd all regret 
later so she quickly got herself between her sisters facing Prue.

"OK Prue, I'm sorry about the water and Phoebe's sorry about the 
dress, now you're gonna be late for dinner if you don't start getting 
ready now. I'm sure we have a six pack of Evian in the fridge. I'll 
help you rinse your hair and then.."

Phoebe had backed into the table when all of a sudden she was hit by 
a premonition. Piper turned to face her and both sisters waited 
until she had opened her eyes.

"What was it?" asked Piper

"Let me guess, it was me killing you right?" Prue put in, 
sarcastically.

Phoebe shook her head slowly but said nothing. Prue and Piper 
realised that it must have been something bad.

"Honey what is it?" asked Piper, putting a hand on Phoebe's 
shoulder. Phoebe looked at both her sisters and then sat down at the 
table.

"I'm not sure exactly what was going on but whatever it was it was 
happening in this kitchen. There was a girl lying on the table and 
some other people I didn't recognise. We were standing, chanting I 
think and then there was a kind of explosion and black smoke filled 
the room. And then it ended." Phoebe was shaken by this, as she 
always was when her visions involved her sisters. Piper took 
Phoebe's hand and looked at Prue.

"It's not really much to go on..." Prue began

"Oh, I'm sorry, next time I'll request a more detailed vision" said 
Phoebe.

"I wasn't getting at you. I just meant that we don't really know 
where to start looking in the book," Prue explained. 

Piper nodded."Chanting and black smoke aren't exactly specific. Are 
you sure you didn't recognise anyone in the vision?"

Phoebe closed her eyes, trying to picture the people again. "No, 
they don't look familiar. There was the girl on the table....another 
girl - a blonde...and two guys, one of them a bit older." She opened 
her eyes. "That's all I can remember."

"Would you recognise them if you saw them again?" asked Prue. Phoebe 
nodded. "Then I guess you'll just have to keep your eyes peeled." 
The doorbell rang.

"Oh my God, that'll be Brandon, I completely forgot. Maybe I 
shouldn't go out."

"No, I think you should, you'll have more chance of seeing these 
people if you're out and about" said Piper.

"I suppose, " replied Phoebe, a smile crept onto her lips "And it 
would be a shame to deprive people of seeing me looking this 
stunning."

"Phoebe!" said Piper, warningly. She didn't want the whole dress 
topic to come up again.

"I'm going, I'm going!" said Phoebe grabbing her jacket and running 
out the door.

Prue was looking thoughtful. "I hate these premonitions we can't act 
on"
"Yeah, I know, me too. But there's nothing we can do now. And you 
should really be getting ready." Prue grabbed Piper's wrist to check 
her watch.

"Oh no, Claire's gonna kill me! I'm never gonna make it on time!"

"Yes you will, I'll help you rinse your hair and then you can get 
dressed and I'll fix your hair while you do your make-up." Piper 
reassured her while ushering her to the stairs, which Prue took two 
at a time.

Piper returned to the kitchen and stood with her hands on her hips 
looking at the mess. She sighed. It was a pity that she was no 
longer in the dark about Leo's Whitelighter status. She'd feel 
guilty now about calling him away from his healing and teaching 
duties just to fix a pipe in her kitchen. What a shame, she loved 
watching him fix things, especially from behind. She sighed again, 
for a different reason.

"Piper, are you coming?" Prue's voice interrupted her reverie. 
Piper headed to the fridge to get the Evian. She debated whether or 
not she should heat it in the microwave first.

"PIPER!! What are you waiting for, an engraved invitation?"

Piper arched an eyebrow in an attempt at an evil expression. Nah, 
chilled would definitely be much more fun. And with a smile on her 
face she started up the stairs.


TBC More Buffy coming up in a sec, promise!