Disclaimer: The Charmed Characters are the property of Aaron Spelling and Constance Burge. I just borrow them for your enjoyment and my writing addiction. I did this on a side bet with some friends. They didn't think I could actually DO a Phoebe centered fic and not get her hurt.. so this was what I came up with..


He sat and watched the rider approach them. What news would he bring? Was someone still looking for them? He was running on an adrenaline high. He couldn't explain it. He wanted it to last forever. Was that what he was doing? Was he leading them all to their deaths for his own glory?

He rode up to the camp and quickly got down from his horse. Spotting the one person he was looking for, he quickened his pace, his boots kicking up the late afternoon dust.

"He's in town."

Everyone seemed to watched as the news was delivered. What would they do? What would he do?

He sat on the log and watched the fire burning.

"Did you hear what I said? He is here. If we stay here he'll find us and kill us all. We have to get moving."

"We stay."

"WHAT!?" a voice yelled from the back. He was the only one that every really stood up to him. Maybe it was because he was also the only one that had stood up for him not that long ago. "Are you nuts. We have to go."

"That is what he will expect us to do. No. We stay right here. He'll move on to the next town. And then we can strike."

They all looked at the one who had questioned him. He was their second, what he did most would certainly follow.

"Fine. But if he is still down there in the morning. We move out. Deal?"

He continued to watch the flames not answering the question. Then he slowly looked up to their eyes meeting for that split second. A split second that he was uncertain of his actions. "Deal." He had said it. He had sealed their fate.


"Someone again tell me whose crazy idea this was and why we are doing it?"

"Phoebes idea and the why? You'll have to ask her." Prue laughed from the passenger seat of the Jeep.

"I can't she's sleeping." Piper laughed as she held her eyes to the road.

"So wake her." Prue looked at her sister with an almost evil smirk.

Piper looked over at Prue and could see the huge smile on her face. Just looking at her sister relaxed for the first time in weeks it seemed, made Piper start to laugh as well.

Swinging her arm she playfully slapped her big sister, "You wake her. That way you can deal with the crabby bear."

Phoebe was on break from college, and she had somehow convinced Piper to leave P3 in the hands of Leo and somehow, god only knows, managed to get Prue to take a few days off from work. Now they were traveling through the deserts of the western United States. They had already covered most of California. At least that's what Piper thought. But in actually fact they had only been gone a few days.

"And still almost two full weeks to go."

"What?" Prue looked over at Piper who seemed to be talking to herself.

Piper took a quick glance at Prue; "I was just trying to think on why Phoebe is so interested in this part of California."

"With her, who knows. Maybe she likes tall prickly things."

Piper let out a laugh as she swatted Prue. "That is way TMI." She laughed.

"Well she might." Prue seeing what Piper was on about, started to laugh with her.

"Ok why are my sisters laughing and not letting me in on the big joke." Phoebe complained from the back seat.

"Trust me Phoebs you DON'T wanna know." Piper told her as she looked through the rearview mirror.

They bantered back and forth as they usually did. Talking about their latest vanquish or Piper and Leo. Phoebe was determined that they were meant to be together but it would seem the Elders had other ideas.

They pulled the car into the parking lot of the hotel, and as the three stepped from the Jeep the nostaligia of the wild west hit them all. The small town had kept its western heritage alive and well, right down to the people wearing authentic western garb.

There were no cars on the main street, all you saw were wagons and horses tied to the rails; rails that had stood the test of time and weather.

Phoebe got to of the Jeep and walked back towards the road looking into town. "This is so cool."

Piper came up behind her as Prue went to find a room.

"So what is it with you and the Wild West anyway Phoebs?"

"I don't know. I have a faint memory of Dad watching the old movies on TV. Maybe thats it."

"Maybe because you're right. I remember you would sit with him through everyone. We all knew the one way to shut you up was to sit you in front of a western." Prue added as she came behind them.

"The wild side of Phoebe Halliwell finally revealed." Phoebe laughed

"Yeah and it's all Dad's fault." Prue added with sarcasm. She never had the best relationship with her father. Well that was till after he turned his back on them when thier Mother died.

Piper shot Prue a look to not get into the Dad thing. "Ok so, where we off too first?"

"I don't care, look at this place. I feel as if I've jumped in a Western and Clint Eastwood is going to ride around the corner any second."

"Or maybe Billy the Kid." Piper laughed

Phoebe swatted her sister, "No, you see he would come riding around shooting his six gun. Oh he was so hot." Phoebe looked down the street hoping that maybe he would.

Prue pulled her sister away from the hotel and towards town, "Keep dreaming lil sister."


They had waited for the right time. Or had they? Was there ever a right time to rob a bank? They had seen him leaving town hours ago, so they knew the coast was clear. Suddenly their leader had walked out into the street and straight for the bank. He was so obvious, yet no one seemed to be bothered by him.

He burst through the bank slinging his six guns. "Ok everyone. Hold up. Put the money in the bag."

"Not this time Billy." The voice behind him stated as he spun around.

But fortunately for him, his gang was right behind him. The next thing they knew a shoot out was taking place in, and right out front the bank.


Phoebe had wandered into one store, and was looking around. As she was about to leave she felt a pul, one like she had never felt before. "PRUE!" she screamed out for her sister as she felt the vortex pulling inside, "PIPER!"

Prue and Piper ran towards the store Phoebe had gone to. But when they got there, there was no sign of their sister. But there was a suspicious young man standing before them wearing a trench coat, and holding two six guns in his hands.

"Ok where did she go?"

The man looked at the sister before him, "Who are you and what are you doing here. It is too dangerous."

"Dangerous?" The sisters echoed each other.

He looked around and saw no sign of the men that were there but a few moments before.

Prue looked at the man as he too had a look of confusion, "Who are you?" She asked, but he somehow seemed vaguely familiar to her, but she couldn't place it. But Piper did

"He's... He's Pat Garrett." She managed to get out.

Prue looked from Piper to the man before them. "If he's Pat Garrett. Where the hell is Phoebe?" Prue questioned afraid of the answer.

Piper saw the look of concern on her sisters' face. If Pat was here. Then Phoebe must have gone where he was. And once Piper realized this, she then too noticed that Pat had his guns drawn in the fighting position.