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

STICKS AND STONES

Prue 21

Piper 19

Phoebe 16

Piper ran in to the San Francisco Memorial hospital (SFMH). As she approached the reception desk she was in near panic mood. She had received a call from the hospital at work that a Phoebe Halliwell had just come in through the emergency room, and that she was the second contact person. Well actually it was Prue but Piper had answered the phone at the Manor. They had tried getting in touch with her Grandmother but she was not home.

"Phoebe Halliwell please." Piper asked panicky

"One moment." The nurse typed a few things in the computer and then looked up at Piper. "She's with the doctor right now. If you want to take a seat he will be with you shortly."

"Can you at least tell me what happened?"

"I'm sorry, the doctor will explain everything."

Piper made her way to the couch in the waiting area. She had debated whether or not to call Prue at work. She decided to wait and see what the problem was first. The nurse didn't make it sound too serious.

As she sat there waiting she decided that maybe she had better call Prue after all. It was looking like they would be late for dinner. Grams had gone out of town for a few days and Prue and Piper had gone back to the Manor to look out for their baby sister. Just as she picked up the phone and was about to dial the number the doctor came out of the emergency room.

"Phoebe Halliwells family?"

Placing down the receiver she waved her hand slightly, "Here."

"Miss Halliwell?"

"Piper, I'm Phoebes sister."

"Dr. Marshall."

"What happened to my sister is she going to be ok?"

"She should be fine. It would appear that she got herself into a little brawl in the park and suffered a broken wrist."

"Oh my god." Piper quickly placed her hand over her mouth to hold in the shock

"It's ok Piper, she'll be fine. We've just set her cast and she should be ready to go home in about a half-hour or so. Maybe less."

"Oh. Thank you doctor."

"Your welcome." He turned and headed back through the door he had come.

After hearing what caused Phoebes trip to the hospital Piper decided on still calling Prue but leaving out where she was. Only that Phoebe was with her and that they were running a bit late. She wanted to find out what happened before she said anything to their oldest sister. She knew that as soon as Prue found out that Phoebe had been in a fight, she would flip.

She was reading an article in a magazine when Phoebe came out of the ER. Her right hand/wrist in a cast, that was in a sling around her neck.

Phoebe spotted her sister in the waiting room and immediately averted her eyes to the floor. She was glad that this happened when Grams was out of town. And she was doubly glad that it was Piper that had come to the hospital and not Prue.

Piper saw her sister coming out of the ER and put down her magazine and approached her baby sister, pulling her into a hug. Not yet wanting to ask her what had happened. She finally pulled back a bit and looked down at her sister, who still had here eyes looking to the ground. Taking her chin gently in her hand Piper raised Phoebes head up to meet her gaze.

"So you want to tell me what happened?" Piper asked sternly but with love.

Phoebe just looked at her not saying anything. She tried to pull away from Pipers hand and gaze but she couldn't.

"Phoebe?"

Phoebe just looked up at her big sister. "I'm sorry Piper."

"Phoebe just tell me what happened."

"It wasn't my fault honest. Please don't tell Prue." She begged her.

"Phoebe in case you haven't noticed, you have a cast on your arm. How can we keep this from Prue?"

"Not that part. Just the part where I got into a fight."

"Phoebe we can't keep this from her forever. She will eventually find out."

"Yeah but can we try and post-pone it as long as possible." She asked her sister with hope.

"Phoebe you have to come clean with me first."

Phoebe looked down again not meeting her sisters' gaze.

"Phoebe?"

"Piper I swear, it wasn't my fault."

"Ok then tell me what happened."

A few hours prior:

"Hey Phoebe a bunch of us are going to pay football. You wanna come?" Phoebes friend Casey asked her.

"Yeah sure." She called from the porch of the Victorian Manor she shared with her Grandmother. "Let me just leave a quick note for my sisters, so they don't wonder where I'm at." She ran back in the house and left Prue and Piper a note saying she was at the park with some friends playing football, and that she would be home in time for dinner.

Grams had gone out of town for a few days and Prue and Piper had been staying at the Manor until she returned to keep an eye on their baby sister.

Running out of the Manor she caught up with her friend Casey. And the two of them ran to the park where the rest of their friends were waiting.

"Hey Halliwell you feel up to Quarterbacking today?" Their friend Rob asked

"Well if it's between you and me Rob I guess I better. Especially if we want to win this game." She laughed.

"Yeah whatever." He replied. He knew that Phoebe was a better QB then he was. It was just a guy thing to put up the image.

The game started and continued for a few hours. Until some seniors from the High school came by stating that Phoebe and her friends were done and that they were now taking over the field.

Phoebe didn't take kindly to them pushing here friends off the field and confronted them as such. "I don't think so. We still have a quarter to go here."

"Back off Halliwell. You don't have your big sisters' to protect you." One of them laughed.

"I don't need my big sisters to protect me." She answered.

"Yeah whatever. Just get off the field and no one will get hurt."

"Right after we finish our game." She answered stubbornly.

Casey pulled at Phoebe arm. "Come on Phoebe, it's not worth it."

"Casey it is. They can't come here and think they can take over teh field, it's not right. They think that just because they are bigger then us and older they can push us around. Well let me tell you from experience, it doesn't work that way."

"So what's it going to be Halliwell. Are you staying or are you guys going to get the hell off the field?"

All her friends were watching to see what she would do. They all looked up to her as a leader. If Phoebe thought they should go, then they would. But if Phoebe decided to put up a fight, then they would back her.

"Well I would say we're staying." She said as she turned back to her friends.

He grabbed her by the front of the shirt, "You're not as smart as your sisters' I'll tell you that now." He told her as he threw her to the ground. She wasn't down long though. She bounced back up and tackled him. And soon the fight began.