WHO: Phoebe, Parker, Penelope, Peyton & Coop (npc) WHERE: The Loft WHEN: Saturday Early Evening WHAT: Family Dinner RATING: tbd
Phoebe was extremely on edge since yesterday. Paige showing up to orb her to the manor in the middle of the day was not unusual. Leo telling them there was a new source... not exactly a lunch time happy. Phoebe was even debating whether tomorrow was a good time for the Paige intervention with Grams or not. But they had no proof and they were working on a plan. That was all they could do, right? Their Charmed duties now coming second to their children, Phoebe knew she had to go ahead with the family dinner. She just needed to try and stay calm.
"Peyton! Did you call your sisters? Dinner's going to be ready in ten minutes!" Phoebe wasn't much of a cook, but that didn't mean she couldn't cook at all. She was raised by Grams, after all. And Piper hadn't always been there. Phoebe could stuff some cheese in some chicken and call it cordon bleu. No problem. It was actually smelling pretty good. And the mixed veggies were in the microwave (with 3 daughters it was easier to mix them and let the kids pick out what they didn't want then to make three things and have massive left overs). The potatoes were in the oven and the table was set. It almost felt like a typical evening, except that Phoebe hadn't felt that nagging fear for years now.
Opening the over, Phoebe tried to focus elsewhere. If there was a new source, it meant the sources' power were back and if the soucres' powers were back, that meant other things could come back. Other people. Phoebe shook her head. No it didn't. And it didn't matter. Not one bit.
"Coop! You should have been home twenty minutes ago! Love can wait while you spend time with your family!" A familiar popping sound and pink smoke circled in the dining room. Phoebe glanced over her shoulder. It was her husband. About damned time. Now where were her girls?