AN: This story takes place during Power Outage, and all of it above the line is from that episode. Feel free to skip it if you have recently seen the episode. Below the line is the beginning of my story, a little teaser i guess of what is in store.
Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed.
Phoebe made her way up the stone steps leading to the manor, unaware that Prue and Piper had recently been inflicted with rage by the demon Andrus. She made her way into the house, overhearing her sisters bickering.
"Sure you can use P3 for our photo shoot. Hello?! Remember me?" Piper ranted as she followed Prue into the living room.
"Oh, poor Piper, well you know what, the martyr routine is really getting old!" Prue shot back.
"Hey guys, what's going on?" Phoebe innocently asked, obviously confused.
"SHUT UP!" Prue and Piper shouted in unison.
"You know what? I am so sorry that I didn't check with you about your stupid little club but I was to busy being the only witch concerned about the triad!"
"Oh, right, without the mighty Prue Halliwell, we'd all be dead! Get over yourself, Prue!"
"Sisters! What has gotten into you two?" Phoebe asked, trying to intervene again.
"By the way, you owe me for a car tow and a tank of gas you little leech!" Prue scolded.
"I'm sorry! Is it gang up on Phoebe day and nobody told me?" Phoebe asked, trying to sort out what had gotten into her sisters.
"NEWSFLASH! The world does NOT revolve around Phoebe!" Piper decided to throw in.
"Yeah, so while you get to spend the night screwing the DA we are stuck picking up your slack!" Prue yelled.
Meanwhile, Andrus appeared (unseen by the witches) in the window and threw a ball at Phoebe, inflicting her with uncontrollable rage.
"What's the matter Prue? Jealous? All work and no play making you even more bor-ing?" Phoebe sarcastically remarked.
"Uh huh, oh yeah, there's a lot to be jealous of Phoebe. What? Jealous, that I'm still in school. Jealous, that I'm still unemployed. And jealous, that I am still living off of my sisters?!" Prue mocked.
"Yeah, Grams said you'd never amount to anything." Piper pointed out to Phoebe.
"I'm so sick of the fact that I've been saddled with the two of you my entire life!" Prue stated.
"Whatever, I'm leaving!" Phoebe said, trying to leave before things escalated.
"Oh sure, you're such an immature brat you leave every time you can't hack something." Piper said.
"Well there's nothing keeping me here, now is there?" Phoebe oh so smartly pointed out.
"Oh, well I see that you inherited Dad's talent for bailing!" Prue said attacking Phoebe.
"That's because the two of US couldn't deal with living with the two of YOU!" Phoebe shot back.
"Well at least I'm not so stupid I had to do college twice!" Piper added to the non stop verbal abuse of their younger sister.
"Well at least I actually had the courage to go away to college! What's the matter Piper? The real world to much for you? I'm so sick of the two of you ganging up on me and judging me!" Phoebe said while pointing at her two sisters.
"I'm so sick of saving your asses!" Prue boldly said.
"I'm sick of being taken for granted and those are mine!" Piper said before ripping an earring off of Phoebes ear.
"OUCH! BITCH!" Phoebe shouted.
Phoebe, so consumed by her rage, tried to kick Piper. Having missed her, Piper pushed Phoebe into Prue who in turn pushed Phoebe into a chair causing her to crash to the floor.
Phoebe quickly got up and picked up one of Prue's cameras and flung it as hard as she could towards Prue. Prue shot it back with her telekinesis but Phoebe just missed it by levitating and Piper quickly froze it. They all glared at each other as the camera fell to the floor. Phoebe silently stormed out of the house. The power of three was broken.
Phoebe began to walk aimlessly around San Francisco. She had nowhere to go, her sisters were her only family. How did that happen? Phoebe silently wondered. Before she knew it, her legs had brought her to the one other place Phoebe had grown accustomed to going to with her sisters: P3. She made her way through the crowd dancing to the booming music and sat at the bar, where tears began to slide down her face.
"Can I get you anything, Phoebe?" Ryan (the cute bartender) asked, noticing Phoebe's sadness.
"Could I just... get a mineral water, please? Thanks..." Phoebe replied through her tears.
"Sure, no problem."
A few minutes later, after only sipping her water once, Phoebe finally calmed herself down a little. Then a young girl, maybe a year or so younger than Phoebe, sat down on the side of her and glanced over.
" Rough day?" The young girl casually asked Phoebe.
"Yeah." was Phoebe's weak reply.
"Me too. Boyfriend dumped me. What's your sad story of the day?"
"I had a huge fight with my sisters. We were totally out of control. I have never fought with them before like that." Phoebes eyes began to water up again.
"Oh, I'm sorry sweetie. I didn't meant to upset you. At least you have sisters to fight with. You're looking at an only child." Phoebe looked up at the girl with dark hair and brown eyes. She kind of reminded her of Prue actually.
"I think you should go home to them, work it out."
"I don't want to go back there.I'm afraid... I'm afraid we can't fix it."
"Do you love them?"
"Of course I do. I don't know what I would do without them."
"Well then. They are your sisters and I'm sure they love you as much as you love them. I bet they regret the whole fight, and I bet you'll regret it if you don't go home and try to talk to them."
"You're right. Thanks um... I'm sorry. I didn't catch your name."
"Paige. Paige Matthews."
AN: I'll update soon if you review or if you don't review lol but i like getting them, good or bad.