Third Time Charmed

Hell Hath No Fury (Part 2)

The tires of Piper's Jeep screeched as it rounded a sharp corner at speed.

"Okay, turn left up here," Piper ordered Cole from the back seat.

From the passenger seat, Prue added, "And hurry, would you? The demon isn't going to wait around while you figure out how to find fourth gear."

"Does somebody else want to drive?" Cole complained as he turned again without slowing.

"Piper, there's a fork ahead, which way?" asked Prue.

"Okay, hold on," Piper answered, consulting the map they had marked while pinpointing their next quarry.

"Piper, the turn?" Prue pressed.

"Alright, a right."

"You heard her, go right!"

"I thought she said 'alright, alright?'" Cole queried.

"Piper?"

"Right," she confirmed.

"Right as in right, or right as in yes?" Cole snapped.

"Right as in turn right right now or else!" Piper replied irritably. "Oh, wait, I meant left!"

At the last second, Prue used her power to turn the steering wheel and make the Jeep veer left, only narrowly avoiding a telephone pole and an oncoming taxi.

"What the hell, Prue?!" Cole roared as several car horns sounded in the vicinity. "Enough with the backseat driving!"

"Err, I'm not in the back seat," Prue retorted, causing a vein on the man's forehead to bulge.

"You'll wanna take the next right after this one," said Piper. "And could ya step on the gas?"

Through clenched teeth, Cole asked, "Do you even have a plan this time? Randomly Scrying for evil tells us nothing. What if you need a potion or the Power of Three?"

"Between your powers and ours, we have plenty of firepower," Prue insisted, bracing her arm on the roof as the car drove over a pothole. "It's been working just fine for us so far."

"Working just fine?!" Cole repeated in astonishment. "She almost blew your arm off last week!"

"Yeah, but I didn't, did I?" said Piper indignantly. "It was just a burn in the end. Nothing Leo can't handle."

"Besides, we got an answer about whether Piper's new power works on good witches, didn't we? Now, I don't have to worry about her blowing me up," Prue reasoned.

Cole shook his head at this ludicrous statement. Prue may not have been hit with Piper's dangerous new power, but the air around her had, and the resulting wound was more than a simple burn. She had been incapacitated mid-fight due to friendly fire, and from her own sister, no less. "Yeah, well, speaking of," he said into the rearview mirror, "any chance you've mastered your powers since then, or are you still freezing and exploding at random?"

"Random!" Piper proclaimed, unabashed. "But you know what they say, there's nothing like field practice. Turn here!"

Prue stared daggers at the man, "What are you even saying, Cole? Piper's on board with getting answers about Phoebe. Why aren't you?"

"I am!" Cole insisted, turning into an alley behind a row of warehouses. "You know I am."

"Then why are you fighting us on this?" Piper interjected. "What's the problem with us getting a little proactive? The faster we find and get rid of these demons, the faster we can find Phoebe and get back to our everyday normal lives, or at least what is left of them."