Disclaimer: The Charmed Characters are the property of Aaron Spelling and Constance Burge. I just borrow them for your enjoyment and my writing addiction.


The cool cloth felt chilling against her heated forehead. She didn’t even know where she was anymore. Everything had happened so fast. The shots the yelling the loud explosions. It was like a war zone. But then everything in her life had been a war zone for the past few years. Ever since they had discovered their power and that they were witches. They, them. Where were they? Why hadn’t they come for her? Or had they. Maybe they were there now. The ones caring for her. She had lost track of how many times she had heard voices in the distance and felt someone near her.

She felt the movement of a vehicle on a bumpy road and then she felt stillness. She could feel the heather own body gave off or was that from outside.

She tried to remember anything that had happened. She remembered sitting with her sisters at P3. As the music dancing around them, the laughter of the crowd. She remembered the smell of the Manor, the smell of her mother and grams filling each crevice. It was subtle but she knew it was there. Now all she could smell was dirt and sweat.

"She is waking." A soft voice spoke out as she felt movement beside her and heard the shuffle of people switching places.

Nothing more was said as she listened to hushed voices again none of them making sense. She fought to waken and open her eyes. But as she did everything was still a blur. And inside she felt a need for something she knew was not normal for her.

Fighting she finally opened her eyes to a blur at first then things slowly came into focus. She saw the canopy on the supports above her as the bed underneath her felt each bump in the road.

"Easy. It’s ok now." The cloth was placed back on her forehead as she tried to bru... away. "You need rest. Let your body recuperate from what has happened."
"What? Where am I?"
"Not now." The hand eased her back down to the blankets as she felt the cool cloth wipe the sweat from her brow.

She fought to push herself back up but the hand was stronger as she felt the weakness in her own body. She let it relax but the natural guard in her stayed alert. As she let them care for her once again. She felt the pain to many parts of her own body and knew how she got them as everything came back to her. Closing her eyes she felt sleep nearly over take her again as she drew her thoughts to her sisters.

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She walked through the Manor like she had any other time. But this time it was different. Everything she felt in her heart was missing. Ripped out by a demon and there was nothing she could do about it.
The silence around was almost too much even after three months. Three months of nothing but silence around the Manor was more then any one should be asked to handle.

Leo walked into the living room and saw her standing by the window. He knew she was looking for any sign of her sister to come home.

"She’ll be back."
"I know. But it gets later every night."

He had no hidden answer only to be there for her. She was his charge as much as the other was. He looked over to her as he saw the lone tear trying to escape.

"She’ll be fine."
"We don’t know that."
"Inside you do. You have to trust her to do what's right. She needs time to let go as you do."
"She pushed it aside. Ever since we got home."
"She needs to deal with this the only way she knows how. But we both know in the end she will come to you." He wrapped his arms around her, comforting her in the only way he knew how.
Silence once again filled the Manor as the two of them stood there wondering where she was.

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The music blared around her as she felt her body reacting to the music. It was something she did every night since. Every night since her world was torn apart.

She swayed to the music as the hand of the man she danced with moved over her body. But she didn’t care. She didn’t care about anything anymore. She knew it was selfish, after all she had her other sister, but that one part of her was missing. And all she felt was emptiness.

She stayed on the dance floor as the grudge music continued to play. She lost track of the men she danced with or the drinks she had. But it was something she did every night. She came to the one spot no one would recognize her and dance till the sun came back up. Another illegal Rave she had found through her own connections.

The beat of the music entered her very soul as she felt the hand tug her off the floor. Leaning against the wall she heard the whispers in her ear, over the loud music. It was all she needed to hear to take away the pain. A pain she felt responsible for, that rested in her heart.

She took his hand as they weaved their way through the crowd to the exit. As soon as they were outside she felt the wall slam against her back as he kissed her. She reacted with her own kiss feeling his hand move up her leg.

She reached down and gripped his hand in hers as she felt it slowly move up her inner thigh. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. But at the last moment she pulled away.

"Come in baby you want this as much as I do." He leaned in and nuzzled into her neck as he held her against the wall.
"No." she tried to push him away. But all she felt was the back of his hand across her face and the death grip on her throat.

He moved his hand up to her as the other held her against the brick wall. "Just enjoy it honey."

Pain was all she felt as the lights flickered in the alley. She didn’t even want to register what had happened as she tried to push herself up from the ground. She held herself against the wall as she heard the voice around her. Suddenly feeling the gentle hand on her arm she looked at the kind face before her as she pulled away. She only wanted one person: her sister.

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She ran down the hall as she made her way through the crowd. The phone call was still fresh in her mind. Sister attacked hospital. Those were the only worlds she recalled.

She approached the nurse’s station and asked about her sister. Her heart beat fast thinking of the one she had lost. She couldn’t lose another one.

She then followed the hallway in its own darkness as she made her way down. She felt scared as she approached the room that held her last family member. Bracing herself for what was on the other side of the door, she quietly pushed it forward ready to face anything.

Taking her sisters hand in hers she spoke to her softly. She knew why she was doing what she was. Pushing everyone away as she had. She pushed away for the sister that was lost. It had been a hard few months on the two of them. Each one denying and excepting what had happened. But in the end one was more excepting then the other and the other was the one hurting.

She held her close as the hours ticked by. The drive home was longer then either expected as they made their way up the steps to the Manor. A home they had shared for year’s prior.

The two sat curled on the couch as the one protected the other, just like she always did. But somehow this was different.

Sleep over took them both as the sun settled under the waves of the Pacific Ocean.

The images stirred around in her mind. Images of pain and torture. It was more then her mind could take as she bolted up trying to shake the feeling she had but with no success..

The embrace soon enveloped her as she buried her head in the shoulder where she felt the safest.
She looked down towards the one sleeping in her arms. What she wouldn’t do for her. Protector her, lie for her and must of all¡­Kill for her.


She leaned against the doorframe as she had many times before. Times when they were all younger and her sister would get sick or hurt. Nothing much had changed since then, only now she was hurt in places she couldn’t heal with a quick kiss or a loving hug. She couldn’t heal her because she was hurt in the same place. Inside so deep no one would ever get at.

She watched as she started to toss under the covers. She fought at an invisible image but she knew in her mind it was very real as she screamed out for help. Going to the bed she wrapped her arms around her holding her tight rubbing her back and talking quietly, letting her know it was ok. That she was safe now. She felt her sister calm in her arms and go back to sleep.

She made her way to her own room and quietly changed. Then started back down the hall back to the room she had been in earlier. Pulling back the cover’s she placed an arm around her sister as she felt her snuggle against her.

"Well get through this. We have to." She whispered quietly before sleep over took her.

She woke up to the pounding in her head. But she soon forgot that when she felt the aches from the night before. She tried to pu... out of her mind but she couldn’t, it was too fresh.

She turned over and looked into the innocent face of her sister. She closed her eyes knowing the pain she had caused her. She leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, "I’m sorry." She got off her bed carefully so as not to disturb the sleeping form on the bed and made her way to the bathroom.

She sat on the couch with her favourite blanket wrapped around her as she sat with her knees pulled up tight against her chest. She thought of everything that had happened three months before. She felt the tears starting down her cheeks as it once again slammed home for her. Her sister was gone.

She had gotten up and here sister was no where to be seen. Tossing back the covers she mad
e her way to the bathroom. Seeing the evidence of a fresh shower her worry level subsided slightly.

Getting in and taking her own shower she was soon out and making her way to her own room, changing into her favourite sweats. She knew it was going to be a long day and she had to get her sister to talk to her about what had happened the night before.

She saw her sitting on the couch not moving, just starring out to one place: the picture on the mantel.
She placed a loving hand on her shoulder and still she didn’t move. Moving around she sat on the coffee table and took her sisters hands in hers.

"You ready to talk about it?"
"Not really." Was the only answer she got.

She had noticed lately that they didn’t talk much anymore. Every since they got home and they had lost her. Her sister had pulled away from her. And each day it seemed farther and farther.

"You need to talk to me. I lost one sister I will not lose another."
She looked up at her, "I lost her too you know!"
"I know that. And we need each other to get through this. But you scared the s..t out of me last night. When Darryl called and told me you were in the hospital I nearly died! I can't lose you too."
"I need to lose me."

She couldn’t believe what her sister had just said. But she kept going despite the silence for her.

"It was just a dance then we had a few drinks. I’d seen him before at other Raves. I led him outside. I wanted to forget everything that was going wrong in my life. But then suddenly it just felt wrong. It was like she was talking to me to get away from him. I pulled away but he grabbed my throat and hit me." The tears started down her face but she pushed on. "He punched me and then he tossed me to the ground. He just kept hitting me."
"Did he?" she asked the unasked question. She was sure if she could bare to even hear the words if he had attacked her sister in that way.
"No. Someone came outside and scared him away. I just wanted her. I wanted her love, to hold me and tell me it was going to be ok. To wipe away my tears and clean up my cuts." She cried freely as her sister pulled her close. She didn’t even wince from the pain in her shoulder as she held her. She just eased into her as she felt her tears washing down her face.

She didn’t even know what to say. She was thankful that the guy had not raped her sister, though she knew he probably would have if someone had not come outside at that moment. But her heart broke even more as her sister cried about missing the loving touch of the one that was lost.


"We will get through this honey it will just take some time." She rubbed her hand over her sisters back hoping to at least calm some of her feelings, though she knew there were some that would take a bit longer then three months.

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She pushed herself up carefully as she felt the pain push through her ribs and the rest of her body.
She felt the bumps as each wheel hit a rock. Jostling her to one side. She squeezed her ribs slightly as the pain ripped through her like a tornado would tear down a house in the mid west.

She wanted to cry out in pain but she was still uncertain of the people around her. But as they hit the next rock or hole in the road she couldn’t help let out a cry of pain.

She closed her eyes and willed the pain away, but it was no use it was not working. She felt the hand on her leg and opened her eyes slightly as the pain slowly subsided.

"You should have told us you were awake."

She looked up it to the caring eyes before her. She swallowed hard before saying anything, "Where am I?"
"Just know you are safe now. Now let me take a look at those ribs. You might need some new bandages."
She held her arms around her ribs not letting the woman near her. But then there was something in her eyes that she knew she could trust her.

The woman changed the dressings to her wounds and the bandage to he ribs and sat back as the small caravan moved across the land. Even inside the covered trailer they could feel the heat.

"Why are you doing this?" she finally asked.
The woman looked at her, "Because it was the right thing to do. You do not belong here."
"But you don’t even know me."
"Does not matter. What happened was not right. And we wanted to right that. You are the start of our own freedom."
She looked confused, "The start. Why now?"
"Because we heard you speaking before on the rights we should have. And we all felt your pain when he tortured you. It was not right. He just wanted your power."

She looked back at her dumbfounded, did this woman know of her power and that she was a witch.

"Yes I know who you are. And who you are meant to be with your sisters. And that is why we rescued you. We too are witches. We could not let one of our own suffer at his hand. Let alone one that is meant to save us all."

She looked past her to a small girl in the doorway. She lifted her arm out to her as the young one came towards her and settled in gently against her.

"That is my daughter."
"She is beautiful."
"She has the power of foresight. He wanted to take it from her."

She placed an arm around the tiny figure beside her. In more ways the one she reminded her of her sister, her tiny features and big brown eyes.
"Something he wants?"
"Wanted. He is dead now. No longer a direct threat to any of us."
"So then why run?" she asked curious as the small child played with a lock of her hair.
The woman twisted the cloth in her hand not really sure if the one before he was ready for the answer to the question.
"There are others that followed him. True to only him. We need to flee from them and those like them. Otherwise they will kill us or try to take from us what is not rightfully theirs to take."
"You’re powers."
"Our powers. You are still here and when they realize you are with us they will come for yours as well."
She caught the look in the woman’s eyes, "My sisters."
"Have gone home. They think you are dead."

Her mind tried to process what was going on. Dead. But how? When? She felt as if a sledgehammer had hit her. She knew then her sisters were not coming for her.

The hand rested on her arm, "Do not Worry. We will see you home safely."

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Leo sat at the chair in the Whitelighter lounge. His mind twisted and twirled around what he had just learned. But then they told him he could not say anything.

How could he face them and lie out right like that? They deserved to know.

"Problems pal?"
Leo looked up and watched as his long time friend walked into the room. "You could say that."
"You have to tell them Buddy. They deserve to know."
"Everyone knows?"
"Pretty much. You can’t keep this from them Leo. They deserve to know. Good deserves to know."
"I was told."
"Since when did you care?" He placed hand on his friend’s shoulder, "Every now and then we have to break the rules they set for us. And let our charges know what is going on. This is one of those times. The other two are falling apart without her especially one. You need to tell them Leo before it kills one of them."

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She sat holding her sister getting her to open up to her and get her to realize that what was going on was not her fault. It was then she saw the blue and white lights out of the corner of her eyes.

"Hi Leo."
"Hi. How you two doing?"
"Lousy night lousy day. She is caring so much guilt inside her."
"She just needs some time."
"Something we have everything of now. We both miss her Leo but she is not dealing and that is something we need to face."

He fidgeted slightly wondering if what he was about to do was the right thing. "She isn’t dead." He finally just blurted out.

Shock was the first thing to enter her mind. But hat was soon followed by anger. Anger that they had known and yet still let them go through the pain and suffering of losing her. "Excuse me?"
"I’m sorry I just found out. She isn’t dead. She is very much alive." He said quietly seeing the anger in her face.

Her mind whirled around trying to settle on one thing. But the only thing she knew for sure at that moment was her sister was not dead. Prue was alive.

She starred at Leo before gripping the counter top. She had heard him right the first time he didn’t need to repeat it.

"I just found out I swear. And when they find out I told you I’m dead."
"Leo you are already dead." She shot back at him in anger. "So what is this a test to try our sisterhood again. Or just for kicks. Let’s have them think their big sister is dead and see how they cope. In case you missed what I said earlier Leo we are not coping especially her." she point towards the living room where she had left her sister when she saw Leo arrive.
"That isn’t how it is. I have a feeling they just found out and up until recently the Elders though she was dead as well."
"You have a feeling?! Leo you have been around this house long enough over the past three months that when you thought something was going on you should have said something. I have seen my sister spiral out of control. And every night I sit home worrying about her. She was attacked last night an now I have to go in there and tell her our sister is not dead."
"What? Is she ok"

Calming some she turned back and looked at him, "I have no idea. Leo she has so much guilt inside her I don’t think even this will bring her back."
"You want me to talk to her?"

She wanted to tell him yes. You go deal with her tears and her anger, but she couldn’t it was her job as a sister, "No I’ll tell her."

She had woken abruptly shortly after she had falling to sleep. The first thing she noticed was her sister was not with her. In some ways she was glad for that, then she wouldn’t have to see into those sad eyes. Eyes that she knew mirrored her own.

She got off the couch and made her way quietly up the stairs. She could hear Leo in the kitchen talking to her sister but she didn’t care anymore. Magic to her was dead. It died with her sister.

Quickly changing she started down stairs in time to hear her sister yelling at Leo about the Elders and how they had not be coping well since they lost Prue. She closed her eyes as the voice seemed to fill with more anger then she had ever heard coming from her sister. She cast one last look towards the kitchen and left the Manor without a word.

She walked with purpose down the dark alley. At one point in her life she would be looking in ever dark corner of the alley fearing a demon would attack her. Now she almost wished one would. Then she would at least no longer have to feel the pain and guilt in her heart.

"Hey you found us." She felt the hand on her arms.
"Yeah I did."
"Well after last night everyone split pretty quick. We weren't sure if you had heard of tonight’s local."
"Yeah well a few cops isn’t gonna scare me away that easily."
"Good to hear." He pushed open the door letting her past. He watched and let his eyes linger a little longer as she whistled to himself with a slight twist of his head, "Babe." He turned and went back to his job, keeping an eye out for the cops or anyone else that wasn’t supposed to be there.

She made her way easily through the crowd. She received a few Hi’s from across the room or just a nod of recognition. She politely waved back or just nodded her chin in their direction.

"Usual please Paul." She said to the bartender as she turned her back to the bar and looked out over the crowd.
"You ok after last night?" he placed the beer on the bar and caught something in her eye as she turned and reached back for it.
"Yes and thank you for making your entrance when you did."
"Anything to help a lady." He smiled back before going back to his other customers.

She made her way through the crowd. She would stop and dance a few moves with some of the guys before moving on to the next one. She felt the hand on her shoulder and looked up into the most beautiful pair of green eyes she had ever seen. She felt her heart beat quicken, as she moved closer to him and they started to sway to the music. There bodies nearly moving as one.

"Are you from Tennessee? Because you are the only ten I see."

She looked at him and anything she thought she might have felt just went right out the window.
"You’ve got to be kidding me." She turned and walked away leaving him stunned.

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She made her way through the house as panic set in. where was she?

"You don’t think she went out to another Rave do you?" Leo asked as she could clearly see her starting to lose control.
She looked up and saw the concern in his face. "She wouldn’t. After what happened last night. Would she?" she suddenly realized how out of touch she had been with her sister.
"Where was she last night?"
"Doesn’t matter Leo the whole point of these Raves is they move around. That way they avoid the cops. They are illegal you know." she paced trying to think of where her sister had gone and why. "Can you sense her?"
Leo didn’t take long to close his eyes and look for the missing sister. "I think I got her. Come on." He pulled her close to him and quickly orbed out.

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Darkness covered the desert sand, as silence seemed to echo. She slowly moved out of the back of the trailer she had been riding in. Her body shook at each step she made but she made progress even if it was slow. She ducked behind some barrels as she heard voices coming towards her. Waiting with baited breath she watched as they walked past her. She then slowly got up and made her way towards the tent.
She had hoped she had seen right earlier and that the particular tent she was entering was the medical one. Easing her way inside she started quickly for the cabinets on the far wall. She opened the cupboards looking for the one thing her body was craving.

She had her hands on it when the flashlight shone around catch her like a deer in the headlights.

"You can't."
"I need it." she yelled back stepping away from the woman.
"No you don’t. You only think you do."
"NO I DO!" she yelled as she held the needle to her arm. But she watched in shock as the needle flew from her hand towards the other woman. "What?"
"You are not the only one with magical powers Prue. But you are powerful and you need to be with your sisters. They are in a bad place right now. And are in danger."

The words tried to push through her mind but she only had it on one thing. Getting the needle from the woman. She lashed out with her powers and sent her across the space into the side of the tent. She lunged for the needle. But as she got her hands on it she felt hands on her arms. She tried to fight back but they were to strong. The grip tightened and her mind flashed back to the times before when she felt the same pain in her arms an every where else.

"NO LET ME GO!" she struggled in their grasp as they slowly let her go only to watch as she curled into a ball pulling her legs close to her.

Gentle hands lifted her off the floor and carried her back to her own bed. Pulling the cover’s over her she looked down at the near broken woman. She as not what she had expected or had heard about. But she knew why. They had nearly broken her spirit. But what she knew would break her spirit completely. She was not aware of what was going on at home and that on of her sisters would feel her pain and live a part of what she was now.

She turned partially as the tent flap was pulled to one side.

"We must hurry."
"She is to weak to travel. She went for the supplies in the medical tent. She is not ready yet."
"But we must get her home. Her sisters will need her."
"I know that. But I do not think she is ready yet. She can not help herself and her sisters."
"But they can help her."
"No they can not. One will start to live what she had. And she can not be there like she would want to."

The wet cloth sat gently on her forehead taking away any heat her body was letting out, the heat and the perspiration. Her body shock in violence as she lashed out at those that were trying to help her. The nights and days became one as she screams waved across the desert.

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She regained her balance as Leo and her orbed into a dark alley. They both turned quickly when they heard a noise behind them. Though seeing the drunk stagger away they knew they had not being exposed and quickly scanned the alley to where the Rave might be.

"There." Leo pointed towards the further end of the alley. Taking her hand they made there way towards the run down abandon building.
"Going somewhere pal?"
"This is the Rave isn’t it. My sister told me about it. She was supposed to meet me outside."

The bouncer cast her a glance and sized her up and down. Even in the poor light he knew whose sister she was. "She never said anything about her sisters coming tonight."
"Well she asks me every night but I always say no. After what happened last night I thought tonight I’d say yes."

He stood still not really sure to believe her or not. He knew who she was but something inside him still stopped her from getting past him.

"Ok. Twenty bucks please."
"20!?"
"Cover. If you want in, that’s the cost." He held out his hand, watching as she dug into her pocket and pulled out the $20 bill. "Each." He said straight-faced.
"EACH!?" she blow up at him not believing the words out of his mouth.

He stood there stoned faced waiting for the other twenty to cross his hands.

"I’ll go alone." She turned to Leo as she walked through the door.

She leaned against the wall the booze well into her system as she felt an arm around her waist. She didn’t even look up as they started to move to the music. He ran his hand down her back resting firmly on her bum. She didn’t mind it made her feel more alive then she had in months. Her own hands moved over his body nearly as much as they danced fast and then slow.

What she didn’t notice was them getting closer to the back exit. Until they were already out the door their lips locked in a passionate kiss. Her hands locked with his as he held them out against the wall. His kisses getting more intense as he nibbled at her neck. She just stood there tilting her head enticing him to keep going. She felt numb and didn’t care what was going on.

He reached down towards her as he continued to kiss her neck and lower and then back to her lips and it was then she started to feel it wasn’t right as she pushed away from him. But this time he seemed to be expecting it.

"Not this time bitch." He slammed her against the wall covering her mouth with his free hand.
It was then that she saw who it was. The same man from the night before. "This time I get what I came out here for. The same thing you have been selling for weeks but not letting anyone get to that point."

He held her to the wall as she fought against him but all it earned her was a punch to her ribs or a backhand across the face. She felt his hands cares her lower body as she fought harder to get away from him.

"Get off of me!"
"Shut up bitch!" he slammed his fist to her ribs sending her to the ground. He quickly pushed her over and pulled at her pants. Finally succeeding he pulled his own down as he came to her.

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She made her way through the crowd looking everywhere for her sister. But to yet not find her. she walked up to the bartender and showed him the picture.

At first he was hesitant until she said she as her sister ands worried about her. "I saw her going out back."

She turned quickly towards the back door getting stopped several times on the way but she finally pushed her way through the back door.

"Get the hell away from my sister!" she yelled as she saw the man on top of here sister.
He spun around and looked up at her. "What you want some too?" he laughed as she looked from one to the next. But what he felt next sent him off the one he attacked as she planted her knee into his man hood.
She rolled over and tried unsuccessfully to pull herself together.

She felt the warm and loving embrace around her as she melted into her sisters’ arms.

"Ok sweetie I got you its ok." She held her sister in her arms as she cried out. "I won’t let him hurt you Phoebs." Piper tried to ease her sisters’ pain, but knew there was more to it then just another attack. It was something inside her that they would have to work out together if they were going to find Prue.


"She has a mild concussion and some scraps from the pavement. I taped around the bruising area to her rib. Nothing seems broken but she is going to be tender there for a few days. Other then that she should be ok. She is also pretty shaken up from the attack." He said looking down at the chart before looking up at the person in front of him
"Thank you doctor Hastings." Piper said as she step into the exam room her sister was in.

She looked over at her sister, her back to her as she lay on the bed. Closing her eyes she didn’t even know where to begin.

"Thanks for coming by."

Piper stopped, she didn’t even realize Phoebe knew she was there. "Phoebe."
"Don’t start Piper. I just want to go home." She snapped as she swung her feet around and got off the bed.
Piper went to her side but she pulled away from her and walked out of the room slowly leaving Piper standing in her spot.

Taking a deep breath Piper closed her eyes and started after her sister slowly. She wasn’t sure how much more of this she could take. Her sister had started a spiral that was getting out of control ever since they thought they had lost Prue. But now she had to get Phoebe back in control, as they needed to find their sister.

Cold she was so cold. She curled into a ball and tugged the blanket tight to her but she couldn’t get warm. She knew what she needed but last time she had failed in her attempt. But now she had no strength to even try and get to the medical supplies again. She had even tried her powers to get another blanket to herself but it went a few inches and then fell to the floor.

She knew there was someone with her. But they kept their distance. They all did except one. She was kind most of the time but she wouldn’t give her what she wanted.

She looked up and saw the tent flap open on the trailer as she climbed inside.

"Leave us." She didn’t even look at the person there she just sat beside her. "Drink this. It will help with the fever and the symptoms."
“I just want a little bit."
"I’m sorry Prue but you can't. They gave you to much as it was. If we had not found you when we did they would have killed you or the drug would have." She explained as he lifted Prue’s head off the pillow and held the small bowl to her mouth. "Drink. We are almost there and then you can go home."
"Home. To my sisters?"
"Yes." She had told Prue yet what had happened and why her sisters had gone home after they were here. She knew she was not ready for that yet. Soon though she would know everything.

"Its too dangerous."
"We don’t have a choice."
"Yes we do. We get out of this."
"We can not leave them. We made a deal."
"A deal that is not looking good for our survival. If he catches us we are all dead. Including her."
"He will not harm her."

She listened to the voices as they rode beside the small caravan. She knew she should have never asked them to do this. But she had no one else to turn to. She moved to the front of the small trailer and sat up with the driver.

"How much further?"
"Another couple hours. But we will be in danger in about 15 minutes. Is it all worth it? To risk our lives for one witch?"

She watched out the road ahead of them. It was a valid question for someone that didn’t know.

"She is just not any witch my brother. She is one of the blessed ones."

He quickly looked at her. Even as a male he knew of the blessed ones. They were highly regarded in any family with witches. But even he thought they were just legend. "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"But they are."
"Legend? No they are not. She is here and we have to get her back to her sisters. I have already felt the shift in powers towards evil. Her sisters have given up the fight."
"But then if evil gets the upper hand?"
"All could be lost. And we are running out of time. Once the night of the full moon evil will have gotten a strong hold over good and they will not be able to regain back the balance."

The silence of the night was almost eerie as they made their way across the desert. Everyone was on their guard as they made their way closer to their target.

"Head over there." she pointed towards the vehicles that were parked along the side of the fence. She knew why they were there and thanked her sister coven as they came to a stop behind them.

A small train of people moved across the tarmac making their way quickly towards the private jet sitting there. Everything had been set up long before this moment as the stairs were already set out for their arrival.

They ran across the last little bit. But something was nagging her as her brother carried Prue towards the plane and up the steps. She ran up behind him and started for the cabin but was stopped by the muzzle of a gun. She heard the voice behind her and felt her heart try to leap from her body.

"I want to thank you Cassandra. For returning my wife to me."

She turned around slowly to the voice and met the dark eyes of Prince Jameer. "Your highness she can not stay here."
"That is not for you to decide." He answered as he motioned with his arms. "Take them."

He looked down at the pale features surrounded by her dark hair. "My Love. I have found you again. But this time I will not let you go so easily." He caressed her cheeks softly as he lifted her up from the seat they had placed her in.

Piper followed Phoebe back into the Manor. She still had not told Phoebe of Prue. She wasn’t even sure where to begin. Phoebe made her way towards the kitchen but she felt the hand on her arm.

"We need to talk."
"I don’t want to talk Piper." She pulled away roughly and continued her mission. Opening cupboards and the fridge she finally found what she was looking for. Cracking the can open she poured the contents inside stopping when she was satisfied.

"Phoebe you can not keep doing this."
"What are you my mother now? I can do what I want."
"No Phoebe I’m your sister and I’m worried about you. Ever since we came home three months ago you have never been home you’ve been distance and I can't even count the number of times I have had to go get you from the hospital."
"I never asked you to Piper just butt out of my life."
"No. We need to figure out what the hell is your problem Phoebe because you were not the only one who lost her. You are not alone in this. And I can't even begin to think how disappointed she will be when she finds out what you have been doing every night. Going to Raves getting yourself nearly raped two nights in a row. Not to even mention our heritage." Piper was so angry everything flew from her mouth but as she spoke them she regretted it.

Phoebe glared at her. How dare she even start on that. She had lost to her what was her mother. Without even thinking she reached back her hand and slapped it across Pipers face, "Bitch. I will do what ever I like and there is nothing you can do about it. You are not my mother. She was. You were never there when I needed you; she was! And now she is gone because of you." Phoebe yelled.

They glared at one another a few seconds longer before Phoebe stormed out of the kitchen with her beer. Leaving Piper to stand there stunned with her hand on her cheek. The sting of the slap was not what hurt her. But the words her sister had spoken.

Piper knew that somewhere in the last three months any connection they ever had was falling apart. But in that one instance, it was broken and she didn’t know how to even begin to fix it as the tears started down her face.

Piper stood just outside Phoebes bedroom door watching her sleep. She remembered the days when they were younger and she and Prue would stand there for what seemed like hours watching her. She was so innocent then.

She placed a hand on her cheek where Phoebe had hit her the night before. Never in their whole lives had any of them reacted that way. She knew Phoebe was hurting inside as much as she was but she would be damned if she was going to let her push her away.

Piper stepped up to the bed and sat on the edge. She brushed the hair from her sisters’ face. It wasn’t long before she looked down into the big brown eyes of her baby sister.

"Morning."
"Hi." Phoebe didn’t want to get into the night before. Mostly because she didn’t remember what had happened.
"I think we need to talk."

Phoebe looked up at Piper not really sure if she was ready for a talk. But she knew that they had to both face the facts on a different level and help each other through the loss the both were feeling.

She pushed herself up stopping momentarily as the pain shot through her ribs. She felt the helping hand of Piper beside her as she got settled against her headboard. It was then she noticed the bruise on the side of Pipers face.

"Piper. What happened?"

Piper subconsciously placed her hand on her check not really sure if now was good time to tell Phoebe that she was what happened. "Its nothing."
"Piper you have a bruise on the side of your face. That is not nothing."
"Phoebe just forget about that for right now. Please" Piper took her hands in hers. "We need to talk about Prue."

Phoebe wanted to run. She wasn’t ready to talk about Prue. Not yet.

"Phoebe I know you are running from the pain in your heart and I don’t blame you. But you don’t have to."
Phoebe locked eyes with her sister. "I can't deal with this right now Piper. I just want her back but I can't she is gone." She felt the tears starting to break through.
Piper squeezed her hands, "She isn’t Phoebe. She is alive."
"Ever night I go to sleep I see her. I see her through my power. What they did to her. The pain she felt."
Piper gripped Phoebe shoulders. "Phoebe she is not dead!"
Phoebe held her gaze as the words Piper said penetrated her mind. "No you are lying. She is. She is gone and she isn’t coming back."
"No she isn’t. She is alive and we need to get her back. The elders just found out that we were deceived into her death as much as they were."

Phoebe really started to hear the words Piper was saying. Her sister mother protector was alive? "She is." Her words stopped as the tears rolled down her face. All this time. She had seen.
"She is alive and we need to get her back."

Phoebe didn’t even know what to say as she leaned into Piper the sorrow of the last three months catching up with her. "Every night I would see her. Every thing they would do to her. I couldn’t take it but I couldn’t tell you. It wasn’t fair."
"You should have told me Phoebe you should not have seen or been through that alone." Piper rubbed her back as her other hand held her head to her shoulder, "Is that why you went out every night."
"I had to escape the visions. After awhile the late nights and the partying kept everything away. But every time I found myself with a guy I would see her face. The torment and terror she had endured. I had to stop. I was afraid of feeling the same pain she was."
Piper just held her as she felt her own tears starting down her face. "You should have told me."
"I know but you were busy with the club."
"And you were busy Raving. You do know when Prue finds out she is going to kick your ass?"
"I know. Maybe I can plead temporary insanity." Phoebe let out a small laugh. Something Piper had not heard in some time, "So. You going to tell me how you got that bruise or not?" Phoebe asked one more time.
"Let’s just say an argument occurred but one of the parties was not themselves." Piper said as she stood up from the bed. "Now come on. Let go find our sister."

Phoebe watched as Piper stood from the bed and explained in her own way how she got the bruise. It then dawned on her how and more so who. "Oh my god Piper! I am soooo sorry." She reached out and pulled her into a hug.
"Its ok Phoebe like I said you weren’t yourself last night. Words said in hurt and anger, but I know you didn’t mean it. It was the alcohol talking, let alone the pain you were feeling for losing Prue."
"But I have never."
"Phoebe its ok. Come on get dressed so we can get Prue back so she can kick your ass for Raving till all hours and we can all get on with our lives."
Phoebe pulled back and felt Piper wipe away her tears. "We’ll be ok sweetie. Now lets go find our sister." she took Phoebes hand in her as they made their upstairs to the attic.

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He couldn’t take his eyes off her face. So much he had missed her in his arms. Her mere presence around him sent his heart fluttering. She was the one he knew would bring him the son he so desired. But somehow something seemed different.

He watched her as the car drove across the tarmac towards his palace. He had his princess back and now everything would be as it should. He was not worried about her sisters coming back, as he knew they thought her for dead. The necklace from the burned corpse they had found in the war with his own family had been proof enough for them. Now they could live their lives with no interruptions.

The explosion to his right suddenly penetrated his thoughts. He looked over and saw the people running away from the explosion and towards it. He knew what was going on as she leaned forward grasping his drivers shoulder, "Drive faster. And get us out of here." His driver just nodded and stepped on the gas.

Piper quickly got her barrings as she saw the car driving down the tarmac, but the shots she heard drew her attention away as she released her power and sent the barrels of gas exploding behind the men. She saw people running from every direction but all she was concerned for was her sisters. Phoebe would try anything but she still had an inactive power.

Phoebe spun around as she felt the hand on her shoulder but as she was about to send the person flying with a roundhouse kick she stopped at the innocents or more the sisterhood of the woman before her, "I can help you get your sister back." Was all she said. It was then she heard the explosion that Piper had caused. She spun around seeing the men flee for cover not really sure where the explosion came from.
"She is in there." the woman spoke, "we were about to go get her when your sister decided to blow up the barrels."
"Yeah well we tend to react then think about it when it comes to our sister." Phoebe said a she spun around and watched the car take off towards the gate. "Piper the car!"

Piper followed Phoebes gaze as she used her powers to blow up the tire of the car, but she realized she was to far away. "Its to far!"

Pho