The Gift

Jp with Trustno1 and Cindy

Once the two reached the sunroom, Prue asked "How could you remain so calm while we were working on that spell?" Tears began to well up in her eyes and she spoke with the hacker.

"I wasn't calm then, I wasn't in my right mind. All I remember is wanting, needing to get to the portal. I feel like it sent me ...something - memories. Something but I can't remember them." Alyssa now sounded frustrated, upset. "I can never remember what it does to me." She sat down on a loveseat. "My father had to leave because of that damn portal or what's in it. I have gaps in my memory because of it. I'm scared that will just take my father again or take me, and next time be able to hold on to me." She realized she was crying, "And .... hell.... I hate this. I'm sorry, I was calm afterwards because I didn't want all of them to see ...this." Referring to how upset she really was.

"That's all right." I dont want to see my sisters to see me like this either. They don't know. You know, we have the same dreams. I don't want to leave. I don't know how much time I have left. I want you to take this dagger once dubbed the Scalpel of R'gley. Alyssa." She handed the hacker her dagger with the strange engravings.

Alyssa was surprised, but touched by the gift. "Thank you. Are you certain you want me to have it?" She just wanted to be sure.

"I realize we are connected, so, we always have each other, I suppose." There's no telling how long anyone really has. Alyssa had been made very aware of her own mortality.

"I know I have to, but I don't want to leave. Alyssa. We think we have more time than we really have..........." said Prudence.

Alyssa didn't know what to say. She really wasn't good at this kind of stuff, having no real experience with it. "Are you going to tell them ...your sisters?”

" I dont want to tell them. It might be too painful. When you leave, check your watch. Right now it's about 10:00 pm. I'll see you in your dreams." Prue led the hacker to the living room.

Alyssa shoved the knife into her pocket, she wiped her eyes but it was fairly clear she has been crying. The hacker followed Prue back to the living room.