Entry tags:

phoebe halliwell, prue halliwell

Who: Phoebe Halliwell and Prue Halliwell.
When: Tonight!
Where: Outside the graveyard
What: This prompt and Prue's arrival
Rating: TBD

Phoebe didn't know what took her past the graveyard on her walk to the grocery store. In fact, she hadn't meant to go this way. She wanted nothing more than to avoid this place, at least for now, while she was dealing with what had happened to her. Phoebe knew, after six years of fighting demons and being a witch, that locking her emotions down was very bad - and very unhealthy. Even without the way it could affect her magic, she knew from her Psych degree that it wasn't good for her physically. But even so, she wasn't really ready to see where she'd died, so standing outside the place now - it was a shock to her system. Swallowing hard, she started to turn to go a different route when she heard something odd.

Frowning, Phoebe shifted back to the graveyard uneasily. There was some kind of fight going on...pushing aside her indecision, the witch hurried into it, then stopped as she heard voices familiar to her. "...Sam? Dean?" She called out while moving in deeper, looking around frantically - where were they? This wasn't a vision, but something - she stopped short when a woman's scream suddenly cut through the words, turning around quickly. The sounds begin to get louder and louder until Phoebe cried out herself, unable to take it. Falling to her knees, she lifted her hands to her ears, unable to stop the sounds, when suddenly they stopped abruptly.

Gasping sharply for breath, Phoebe stayed where she was on her knees, hands still pressed to her ears as she shuddered, sweat pouring down her face. Her head was pounding, but for the moment - she didn't even notice, still trying to adjust to the psychic onslaught she'd endured.