Disclaimer: I have never and probably will never own Charmed
Phoebe was sitting on her bed, wondering how she was going to tell Prue and Piper that she didn't kill Cole. She was lying in the centre of the bed when she heard a knock at the door.
"Come in!" she yelled.
In walked Prue and Piper. They sat on the bed next to their sister.
"What's wrong Pheebs? You haven't been downstairs in ages." Piper stated.
"Well, I have something to tell you and you're not going to like it. I have been up here thinking of how I can break the news to you gently."
"What's the news?" asked Prue.
"Um... I didn't kill Cole. He is alive, somewhere out there," she said, pointing to the window, "because I didn't kill him. I couldn't kill him."
"Phoebe, Do you know how big this is?" Piper asked seeming angry, while Prue stormed out of the room.
"Yeah. I know."
"I'm going to find Prue. Stay away from her for a few days. She might explode or something, if you come near her."
"Ok," Phoebe said as Piper left the room.
"Well, I think that went pretty well."