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I'll walk you home

Slow down what's on your mind. It's alright I'm on your side. I hate to see your injury. I wish that you could transfer all your pain to me. Stay here. It's ok to cry. Let me help you make it right. Let's turn up our radio. Let the bands remind you that you're not alone. We all get alone. Even the brave may depend on someone. The moon only shines with the help of the sun. It's not as safe when you're walking alone. I'll walk you home.

Piper was in the kitchen working on a bean salad for dinner when she heard soft muffled sobbing from upstairs. She set down the bowl and spoon and made her way towards the stairs her senses on high alert now, "Prue? Phoebe? Hello."

The crying tapered off and was followed by a tearful, "Up here Piper."

Piper made her way upstairs quickly. When she reached Prue's bedroom door she knocked and went inside. She was alarmed when she saw Phoebe lying on Prue's bed with a small gash on her forehead the worst part of it was the youngest Halliwell was out cold. Prue was holding a damp wash cloth to her baby sister's head wound and was sporting a sprained if not broken wrist herself.

Piper took a deep breath trying to gain control of her panic. Once she had some control she stammered, "W-what happened? Prue talk to me."

The oldest Halliwell took several deep breaths still putting pressure on Phoebe's head wound, "Piper it was a warlock. She tried to take it on by herself and well it didn't end well. I managed to help her vanquish him before I got slammed into a wall; since she moved in here all I've done is fight with her. What I going to do if she doesn't…"

Piper set her hands on her older sister's shoulders to steady her, "Prue stop and think for a minute. Phoebe lived in New York City; she's a tough cookie granted a scattered brained cookie that leaves her crumbs everywhere she goes but she'll come out of this. We've made it through worse scrapes then this. Remember what the book said. The power of three will set us free."

Prue shook her head, "Piper I know what you are thinking and if you call Sam or Dean I swear to God…"

Piper set her lips in a tight line. She hated it when her older sister criticized her boyfriend. She put her hands on her hips before she spoke firmly, "Dean has knowledge about the supernatural that we don't. If we just tell him that we the charmed ones maybe he can…"

Prue snapped, "Sam and Dean are hunters! The knowledge he has about the supernatural are only geared towards one thing killing them. They don't just kill vampires or demons either. Piper if Dean found out we were witches he'd see us no different than the things he and Sam hunt every day. I forbid you from ever seeing him again."

Piper stared at her old sister in shock before bursting into tears, "I hate you!"

Piper lay on her bed sobbing her heart out. She hated the fact that Prue would judge Dean and Sam that way. Once she was through her crying jag she splashed some cold water on her face and then used her cell phone to call Dean. It only rang twice before a strong but soothing voice answered, "Hey."

Piper tried to talk around the lump in her throat, "Hey stranger."

Dean smiled he had really missed Piper a lot. He hadn't seen her in three months, "I was wondering if maybe Sam and I could pop in for a few days. We've got some down time and I know Sam has missed Phoebe something awful…."

Piper swallowed hoping her voice wouldn't betray her, "We've missed you to."

Dean heard the hitch in his girlfriend's voice, "Pip what's wrong? Are Prue and Phoebe ok?"

Piper took a couple of deep breaths before she said in a rush, "Prue and Piper were attacked by a warlock. Prue has a broken wrist and Phoebe is out cold and has a small gash on her forehead. Don't worry though because Prue and Phoebe vanquished it."

Dean felt the color drained from his face, "Don't tell me you are fine. Pip you could have been really hurt. Wait a minute did you say you vanquished this warlock? As far as I know the only way you could have vanquished this son of a bitch is if you were a witch. That just can't be true because you don't go around spewing your body liquids everywhere. Sit tight. Sam and I will take care of the son of a bitch when we get to the manor. No one lays a finger on my little brother's girl and gets away with it. Are you ok Piper? You seem rather quiet."

Piper swallowed, "Dean, Prue and Phoebe did vanquish that warlock. All three of us are… we are all… we are all witches Dean."

Dean felt like he was going to be sick, "So in the four years you and I have been dating it never crossed your mind to tell me before I slept with you I was fucking a witch!"

Piper felt tears trickling down her face, "Dean it's not like that. I didn't mean to… I was just… I didn't know how you would handle it. I love you please…"

Dean didn't say anything he just hung up the phone. Piper threw herself on her bed curled up in a ball and cried. She felt a knife had been rammed through her chest. She hadn't been alone long when Prue came upstairs and sat on the bed, "Phoebe is awake. Piper what I said about Sam and Dean I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. You and Dean have been dating for four years now. Phoebe has been dating Sam for the same amount of time and they seem like great guys even if they are hunters. Piper…"

Prue trailed off when she heard her younger sister sobbing into her pillow, "I'm sorry. Prue I'm so sorry. I don't hate you. You were right…"

Prue lifted the pillow and Piper's shoulders and head into her lap while making soft soothing sounds and rubbing her back, "I know you don't hate me. Why are you sorry? I'm the one who lost my temper and was judgmental."

Piper sniffled, "I told Dean about our powers. He didn't take it well he hung up on me. He hates witches. How could I have been so stupid?"

Prue stroked her sister's hair away from her face, "Sweetie you weren't stupid. Mom always used to say that if you really love someone you have to let them go. If they are meant to be yours they always come back to you. That's what she said when I was sad after dad left."

Piper sniffled, "What if Dean turns Sam against Phoebe?"

Prue sighed and rubbed circles on her sister's back, "You really love him don't you."

Piper started to cry again soaking Prue's shirt with her tears, "You know I do. I wouldn't have told him if I didn't. What am I going to do? Phoebe will be heartbroken if Sam leaves her. Oh God Prue what am I going to do?"

Prue lifted her sister's chin so she had to meet her eyes, "I will talk to Sam and Dean. I promise everything will be alright."

Piper didn't say anything she just nodded her head silently. Prue turned on the radio at a low volume, "It's going to be ok Piper. Just try and get some rest."

Piper mumbled, "I have to make dinner and…"

Prue sighed and rubbed her sister's shoulder, "I'll take care of it. Just get some sleep."

Piper sniffed softly and looked at Prue with an indigent expression on her face, "You and Phoebe can't cook. You burned water for God sakes; I have to get up and finish making dinner. Then I can crawl back into bed and cry myself to sleep."

Prue shook her head, "I'll order a pizza; then you me and Phoebe will watch romantic movies until we fall asleep. Phoebe and I aren't going to let you cry alone in here."

Prue trailed off when she heard the doorbell ring. She stood up to go answer it. She was surprised to see Sam and Dean standing on the front porch. Sam gave her a warm hug, "Prue it's been a long time. Where are Pheebs and Piper?"

Prue spoke in a soft voice, "Piper is in her room lying down. Phoebe should still be in my room. Did you boys eat yet? I was thinking about ordering a pizza."

Sam started to answer that pizza would be great but Dean cut him off, "We ate already. Pigged out on burgers and fries before we got here; I think I'm just gunna turn in for the night."

After Dean left the room Sam spoke up, "I don't know what his problem is. He's been like this since he and Piper had a small fight. Maybe he'll pull the stick out of his ass when he sees her. Is Phoebe alright? Dean told me there was a warlock attack at the house."

Prue sighed and sat down at the table, "Sam before I order the food I think you deserve to know why your brother is being so angry right now. A warlock did attack me and Phoebe but we were able to vanquish it. Being a hunter I think you know that the only thing that can vanquish a warlock is a witch."

Sam took a deep breath slowly and shifted in his seat, "Prue is this some kind of a joke? If you called Bobby to come and kill the son of bitch it's ok."

Prue shook her head, "Sam this isn't joke. In your dad's journal is there any mentioning of three witches called the charmed ones?"

Sam's eyes widened, "You and your sisters are the charmed ones? Why didn't Phoebe?"

Prue cut Sam off, "Why do you think? Piper told your brother earlier. Now she is in her room crying her eyes out. I know you and your brother are hunters and this can't be easy for you two. I am telling you this if I ever see either one of my sisters crying again …"

Sam touched Prue's arm, "Hey I would never hurt Phoebe. I love her Prue. Nothing will ever change that."

Prue nodded and sat back down in her chair, "She's in my room resting. You should go see her. I think it would make her very happy."

The sun's out but it feels like rain. I will illuminate your day. I'm afraid I'm losing it. What's it gunna take for me to get through this? We will get through this. Even the brave they depend on someone. The moon only shines with the help of the sun. It's not as safe when you are walking alone. I'll walk you home. Need the band to play the song. Someone sent to keep you strong. It's harder when you're on your own. Success is not the same alone. Can't have up without the down need; the strength to have the round. I'll provide the harmony. Your song is best to company. Even the brave they depend on someone. The moon only shines with the help of the sun. It's not as safe when you're walking alone. I'll walk you home. I'll walk you home. I'll walk you home.

Sam went upstairs in the direction of Prue's room. True to what Prue said he saw Phoebe lying curled in on herself comfortably sound asleep. He quietly went into the bedroom and sat on the bed taking his girlfriend's hand. He smoothed her hair away from her face. Phoebe stirred under his touch and opened her eyes slowly, "S...Sam?"

Sam nodded and kissed Phoebe's head gently, "How are you feeling?"

Phoebe sighed tiredly, "I missed you."

Sam smiled at his girlfriend, "I missed you to Pheebs. So Prue told me you guys are the charmed ones…"

Phoebe gasped and her eyes filled with tears. Sam saw this and pulled his girlfriend to his chest, "Pheebs it's alright. I've done a tone of reading on the legends of the charmed ones and you and your sisters are nothing like the witches Dean and I hunt. You guys protect the innocent. That's what Dean and I do when we hunt things. So the legends say you guys have powers; the oldest will be telekinetic powers; so that's Prue. The middle child that's Piper will have the ability to freeze time. The youngest one I never figured that out. What can you do Phoebe?"

Phoebe blinked to hold back tears, "I can see the future. I know that sounds lame. I wish I had an active power like Prue's or Piper's."

Sam smiled, "You and I have more in common than I thought. I have visions to. Do yours cause headaches?"

Phoebe's breath caught in her throat. She was hoping that the things she had seen a year and a half ago were wrong. After swallowing several times she smiled, "Sometimes. Not often but I've found that hot tea really helps."

Sam pressed a kiss to his girlfriend's temple, "Pheebs what's wrong? When I told you I had visions you seemed upset. Talk to me."

Phoebe swallowed the bile that rose in her throat before she answered in a calm voice, "Sam this is going to sound strange. Have you ever died during a hunt?"

Sam held Phoebe close. He didn't want to think about Dean's deal right now. However he didn't want to lie to Phoebe either, "Phoebe six months ago I died on a hunt. Have you ever heard of a cross roads demon?"

Phoebe nodded, "Their in the book of shadows. However it doesn't say much about them. It just says people who make deals with them... they tend to d… God please tell me you didn't… tell me I didn't see future isn't going to happen… Tell me your brother isn't going to be ripped apart by hell hounds in one year!"

Sam heard his girlfriend's voice break and pressed a kiss to her hair, "Pheebs I promise I will get him out of this deal. In case I can't do it though he wanted to see Piper one last time; It's not going to make telling her about the deal any easier now that they are fighting. We can't stay long we are looking for a demon called Lilith. She's the one who holds Dean's deal; and she has a nasty habit of possessing little girls."

Phoebe shivered, "That's awful. Sam I understand that you and Dean are pressed for time but can you promise to stay until Dean and Piper have made up?"

Sam nodded and pulled Phoebe close to his chest, "We can stay as long as you and your sister's want us to. I'm not in any hurry to leave."