Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed.

A/N: This is my first Phillie fan Fiction, so please go easy on me. I don't normally write stories like this, but thought what the hell…I will give it ago. If you don't like, then don't read. But to those who do read…enjoy. Also reviews are always welcome.

The rain drifted slowly down the windowpane, the many drips following the small patterns formed by others. It was lulling and as Phoebe silently stared out into the dark almost peaceful scenery, she found herself immersed with overpowering sleep. Her eyes slowly closed allowing her figure to slump slightly in the chair. That was until a frustrated blonde came rushing into the once lulling kitchen, clutching her wrist and muttering under her breath.

"Phoebe!" She blurted out, as if to be put off guard by the Brunettes presence…Phoebe jumped slightly at the loud tone, sighing heavily as the realization of all quietness had been broken. Although she was quick to change her train of thought, as she watched Billie's hand move adjustably on her wrist…and in doing so allowed the brunette to see a mass of blood covering her arm, and soaking the girl's shirt.

"Billie what happened!" Phoebe said realizing that her voice was laced with worry and concern for the girl, more so than what it should have been. This made her wince slightly. Although she brushed it off as lack of sleep, and continued to walk over to the girl.

"Its fine really, just picked a fight I couldn't handle," The younger girl shrugged off Phoebe's concern, backing away from the ever closing distance that was forming between them she turned on the kitchen tap. Holding her arm under the light flow of water, she tried to suppress the thought of Phoebe's caring tone and her always inviting eyes.

"What kind of demon was it?" Phoebe decided not to come any closer to Billie, as she had seen the girl's movements to walk away. Instead she silently stared at Billie's back, awaiting the girls reply.

"It wasn't a demon, well at least not who caused my injury," The blonde girl answered like she was on auto-pilot, most of her contraction going into washing her blood stained clothes and large gash in her arm. Phoebe who had been a little confused by this answer walked over to the girl, she had stopped mere centimeters from the girls back. Her eyes watching the blondes slight movement as her figure grew tense, Phoebe slowly placed a hand on Billie's shoulder and was relived she didn't pull away. But before she could ask what Billie had meant, Piper busted into the kitchen her face painted with annoyance and worry.

"Billie…" She gasped as though she had been looking for her, Billie turned around at the sound of her name "you okay, I'm so sorry I guess I'm a little tired," Piper finished sighing deeply as she did, Billie didn't answer except give a reassuring nod to Piper. Her mind still wandering to Phoebe's complexion and the way her voice melted her when she spoke.

"What happened?" Phoebe suddenly felt an overpowering protectiveness over Billie, adjusting her stance as to be in front of the younger girl, like to shield her from some unknown force. She was a little shocked when she found herself eyeing Piper with a suspicious glare, as though Piper had been a demon herself.

"Two demons attacked in the attic," The older witch stated, "Long story short, I accidently hit Billie when I was aiming for one of them…but in my defensive they were blinkers," Piper had said this with equal worry and amusement.

"Blinkers?" Questioned Phoebe her eyes tracing her sisters face,

"They were warlocks, very tricky creatures to vanquish," Billie had chimed in, she had her arm wrapped in a towel and was wincing slightly. Phoebe's heart fluttered when hearing her voice, and she turned around in reply to the girls answer, although became quickly speechless when her eyes meet the young girls. She had always felt oddly warmed by their subtle charm more so the past few days then normally. She allowed herself to get lost in the soft green eyes for a while longer, forgetting Pipers presence and her power to speak.

"Yes they are," Piper had all too loudly said. Phoebe wishing her words hadn't been spoken for Billie's eyes was adverted away from hers and on to Piper's, "Ugh," sighed the older witch, "I really should go to bed, would you be right to clean up the mess?" A tired Piper asked as she half-smiled at the blonde, showing some guilt when her eyes fell to Billie's covered arm,

"Sure, no problem" Phoebe announced in an all-to-chipper voice, blushing slightly when she had realized she answered for Billie.

"Sure," answered Billie, smiling. Her voice coming out a tone quieter,

"Ok night," The older witch said, before almost prancing out of the kitchen, leaving Phoebe and Billie alone.

"How is your arm?" Pointed out Phoebe, restraining herself from looking into Billie's eyes again, she carefully watched the blonde unravel the towel slowly showing the gash in her arm. Phoebe couldn't help but feel a slight tinge of anger against Piper, wanting nothing more than to fix the obviously painfully wound.

"Might need stitches," Billie speculated, trying her upmost to hide the growing pain.

"Why don't you get Paige to heal you?" Questioned Phoebe, her hand coming to rest on the girl's shoulders as she gently smiled; she traced Billie's expression with her eyes, although got no clue as to what the girl was thinking. Billie nodded in return to the question, moving from the sink over to the table. She sat down feeling a little light headed…although not from her still bleeding cut, but from Phoebe's light touch. She persisted on telling herself over and over again that she was just a little dazed from the fight, earlier on. Her thoughts were interrupted as Phoebe quietly sat next to her; Billie made no move to break her stare from the older women's eyes; finding solitude and peace in them. Before she had a chance to stop herself Billie had rested her head upon Phoebe's shoulder, letting out a small breath of air. The older witch smiled cheerfully at this innocent action, her hand reaching to brush Billie's hair back while the kitchen fell silent. The lulling rain soothing the two women, putting them into a sleepy trance Phoebe who continued to stroke Billie's hair found herself consoled by the girl's rhythmic breathing, she slowly shut her eyes, giving into the pull of the sleepy trance.

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Phoebe awoke the next morning to the fresh smell of coffee, and Piper's wonderful cooking. She took a moment to enjoy the warmth from her bed before rising slowly. Clumsily standing and slipping on her slippers she headed down the stairs.

"Good morning Pheebs, how was your sleep?" She was greeted with a cheerful Piper, who was persistently handing her a cup of coffee.

"You seem in a happy mood today," Phoebe smiled at her older sister before sitting at the table, her heart rising as she caught sight of Billie, the young blonde smiled innocently at her as their eyes connected for a brief moment. Piper who had noticed this smiled quietly to herself, before spreading her bagel with some extra butter and leaving the room.

"I see Paige healed your arm," Phoebe pointed out trying her best to speak in a normal tone, her eyes lingering upon Billie's face. She got a nod in return for Billie had just taken a big sip of orange juice; Phoebe smiled enchanted by the girl's antics.

"Phoebe…" Billie had quietly said, placing her half empty glass on the table she looked over to the brunette,

"Yeah sweetie," replied Phoebe, almost shining with pleasure when Billie said her name,

"There's something I wanted to talk to you about," Phoebe watched Billie carefully, and found herself longing for the girl to continue. But just as Billie went to open her mouth a loud smash pitted the small silence, followed by Piper's hasted screams and more noise.

"Piper," Phoebe all but yelled running out of the kitchen, she saw her sister crouched behind an over turned chair…pointing to a demon who just as Phoebe had spotted threw a large knife in her direction. Phoebe was momentarily stunned, her mind unable to tell her body to move as her death approached her in the form of an athema.

"Phoebe," the middle witch heard a voice scream pitted with worry, before she had a chance to respond she was hit with an excelling force. She could feel the soft skin and hasted breath of Billie as they collided with the floor, Phoebe feeling the tight grip of Billie's arms still around her waist reassured her somewhat. Billie had made no attempt to get off Phoebe, her head dug deep into the older girls shoulder and her breathing had become fast as if preparing for the worse. Phoebe had noticed this and felt somewhat special, the way Billie lunged to save her and protect her. Fortunately Piper has regained her sense of control, unlike the gleaming Phoebe and concerned Billie. With a flick of her hand the demon began to flame, disappearing just as fast as he had come.

"Billie?" Phoebe questioned still noticing the girl to be panicked; she moved her hand over Billie's back soothingly, a hint of worry going through her when she felt there to be a warmish liquid covering the girls back. "Billie!" She said her voice becoming laced with anguished concern; the girl released a quiet mutter her head still resting on Phoebe's shoulder.

"Piper, help!" Phoebe yelled, her sister moments later coming around the corner. Phoebe slowly sat up making sure to hold Billie firmly in her arms, as Piper ran to help support the weight of the limp girl.

"Billie, open your eyes sweetie," Piper calmly said, Phoebe who had taken on the role of lulling the blonde stayed silent rocking her ever so gently. Her eyes filling with tears, as the girl remained unconscious.

"We need to get her to the couch," Pointed out Piper as she grabbed Billie's arm, Phoebe nodded in agreement and started to lift the girl from the ground, being careful not to injure her further. They made their way to the couch laying Billie gently down; Phoebe had been quick to support the girls back by sitting next to her, her heart beating fast as her judgment became clouded with worried thoughts.

"Paige!" Piper yelled, stealing a glance at the distraught Phoebe, "Paige!"

There was a short pause as the familiar orbs filled the living room, forming the figure of a clueless Paige.

"What?" She said but got no answer, as Piper pointed towards Billie. Without hesitation Paige moved over to Phoebe and Billie, resisting the urge to ask what happened she held her hands to the wound, concentrating her mind as a bright light came visible.

"What's taking so long?" Phoebe muttered, still holding Billie close. She could see the worry etching on her younger sister's face and glanced up at Piper who was equally as confused, "Paige?" She persisted to say but quieted herself as Paige's face concentrated. After quite a long period of time Billie's wound was healed, although the girl was still unconscious.

"Why'd it take so long?" Asked Phoebe again, brushing back some of Billie's hair; her eyes finally rising to Paige's.

"I don't know my guess is it has something to do with the athema…" Paige sounded confused "Do we know where it is?" She asked standing and turning to Piper. The eldest sister signaled for Paige to follow as she left the room in search of the knife. Phoebe had not seen them leave; her eyes were fixed upon Billie's face the realization of how worried she had been setting in. She slowly lowered her head towards the girls; planting a soft kiss on her forehead. Billie faintly stirred her eyes trying to focus on Phoebe, as she struggled to take things in.

"Are you okay honey?" Phoebe gently said, her voice coming out whispery and quiet.

"Did you get the demon?" Billie had replied with a question, although nodded her head to Phoebes. The brunette slowly stroked the girls hair, smiling.

"Piper did, I was trapped under you," a light giggle escaped Phoebe and she nudged the girl softly, who in return laughed.

"Sorry," She said trying to hide her blushing, before being pulled into a firm hug by Phoebe. Billie accepted this and breathed out lightly, smiling as Phoebe did the same.

A/N: Please review and tell me if I should continue, also not sure if I am spelling athema right? If not please tell me