What's hers is hers and what's his is his
Sitting there like something so helpless, your whole body starts to ache. The prosecutor obviously knew what he was doing, but did he even care about Julie's fate. My eye's stayed narrow the whole entire time. If it wasn't for julie sending me looks every once and a while, I would of orbed him to another dimension. A not so pleasant dimension that hates lawyers and burns them alive. Maybe my blood was boiling a little more than usual but with the whole situation I think it was an exception.
I even developed a whole plan of action while just sitting there. Piper could blow up the prosecutor, I could get Julie and Buffy could knock everybody else to next tuesday. If only dreams could become reality, huh? I crossed my arms once more as the fun filled day had ended at the court house. I was happy that it was over for atleast today but the thought of the prosecutor looking more on the right side didn't settle with me. I don't think it settled with anyone else either, they all seemed to have their angry faces up as we got into the car.
It was a long drive and no one was saying anything, which gave me plenty of time to think. Even against Julie's requests, I could not let myself think that things would be different if she had some guidance. If only that idiot of a prosecutor could only know how she feels and what she has been through...I gasp as the idea popped in my head. If the he thinks he knows everything and that everyone is a liar, well it's time for him to stop thinking and feel the truth.
Piper wouldn't agree I was fairly sure of that but I wasn't about to inform her of my plan of action. Phoebe would possibly side with me but she's too much of a risk at this point. I needed to keep it a secret until things folded out, hopefully things will go for the better instead of backfiring on me. As the car pulled up to the manor I didn't say anything. I ran into the house and headed straight for the attic.
I wasn't sure if the book of shadows contained a spell of the sorts or not but it didn't hurt to atleast check. There always seems to be something new or even missed before. I throw off my coat and turned to the book which I so often do. After about a couple minutes I found a spell that I could possibly tweak up a bit to fit the situation. It's always hard figuring out what exact words to use, if you pick the wrong one the spell could easily wined up to be something completely different.
I stared at the piece of paper and held the pin to my lips. It was trickier than I originally anticipated. I looked at the clock to make sure I wasn't spending too much time up here, if I was anyone could walk in at any given moment. To hers, her own, and to his, his own. One line down, three more to go....
[open to anyone who would like to pay me a visit?]
I even developed a whole plan of action while just sitting there. Piper could blow up the prosecutor, I could get Julie and Buffy could knock everybody else to next tuesday. If only dreams could become reality, huh? I crossed my arms once more as the fun filled day had ended at the court house. I was happy that it was over for atleast today but the thought of the prosecutor looking more on the right side didn't settle with me. I don't think it settled with anyone else either, they all seemed to have their angry faces up as we got into the car.
It was a long drive and no one was saying anything, which gave me plenty of time to think. Even against Julie's requests, I could not let myself think that things would be different if she had some guidance. If only that idiot of a prosecutor could only know how she feels and what she has been through...I gasp as the idea popped in my head. If the he thinks he knows everything and that everyone is a liar, well it's time for him to stop thinking and feel the truth.
Piper wouldn't agree I was fairly sure of that but I wasn't about to inform her of my plan of action. Phoebe would possibly side with me but she's too much of a risk at this point. I needed to keep it a secret until things folded out, hopefully things will go for the better instead of backfiring on me. As the car pulled up to the manor I didn't say anything. I ran into the house and headed straight for the attic.
I wasn't sure if the book of shadows contained a spell of the sorts or not but it didn't hurt to atleast check. There always seems to be something new or even missed before. I throw off my coat and turned to the book which I so often do. After about a couple minutes I found a spell that I could possibly tweak up a bit to fit the situation. It's always hard figuring out what exact words to use, if you pick the wrong one the spell could easily wined up to be something completely different.
I stared at the piece of paper and held the pin to my lips. It was trickier than I originally anticipated. I looked at the clock to make sure I wasn't spending too much time up here, if I was anyone could walk in at any given moment. To hers, her own, and to his, his own. One line down, three more to go....
[open to anyone who would like to pay me a visit?]