These are 3 sister-witches with paranormal powers some of which include but are not limited to psycho-kinesis, telekinesis, telepathy, orbing and levitating.
The eldest is married to their White Lighter (Gaurdian Angel), Leo and they have a son, Wyatt. Chris is the second son of Piper and Leo except he has yet to be born although he is visiting from the future. The youngest sister, Paige is actually their half sister on their Mother's side and half White Lighter too. Phoebe is the middle sister and has the power of premonition.
Journey of an Empath is centered around Phoebe and her powers.

Journey of an Empath

Phoebe is experiencing a power expansion one that has her in a battle with inner demons. This middle sister-witch finds herself physically changing as her powers continue to morph out of control. Adjusting her powers to work for the power of three just might be the demise of these Charmed Ones.

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In the presence of a Sage

"The shades are drawn in my room so the darkness will come faster. It's just quieter at night, no remorse, no anger just quiet. I feel a presence around me all the time pacing back and forth sensing my mental anguish but there is no sound." She paused between thoughts then hesitated, turned and softly said "I cry myself to sleep and turn my headphones louder to drown out the sound of my own tears. I can't even hear my own thoughts. Instead I am forced to accept the tortured misery of these emotions. I'm really scared. What if I never gain control of this? What if we are attacked, what's going to happen?"

She tossed her hair behind her shoulder and stood up to face Phoebe. Sensing that she was troubled before she even spoke she tried to comfort her with her words. "Controlling your new power has to come naturally. It has to be…"

"Everywhere I turn no matter what I'm doing I am completely lost and constantly feeling everything at a heightened level. Maybe I am not ready for this power? It seems like too much too soon. If my powers are changing or expanding why now, what's the trigger?" Phoebe was pacing back and forth and nearly knocked her over as she blindly walked around like a headless animal.

"You have to calm down and take your time. You are thinking too much and it's all coming out at once."

Feeling vulnerable and half crazed Phoebe announced "Oh, and don't think I can't sense your stress and all that pressure it's too much being pulled in every direction. Maybe I shouldn't have come." Feeling desperate and embarrassed she picked up her bag and headed for the door. "I'm sorry to have bothered you."

"Phoebe wait, don't…" She called after her but she was already out the door. Strange how she could sense my emotions and I was doing everything in my power to cloak it. "Powerful witch" She snarled.

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For no reason Phoebe started running to her car she wasn't being chased she just needed to run as if she were running from her own fears. The silence was so invasive she dropped her head in her hands and let out a sigh. If she were ever going to deal with her pain now was the time. Defeated she sat in her car and fought back the tears that were stinging her eyes.

How does a change in my powers cause such an upset? It's not like my powers haven't adjusted before. I have made provisions. What is happening? Worst of all I can't tell my sisters. Piper and Leo are worried about who turns Wyatt; Paige and Richard are dealing with his magic issues and I just can't burden them. Then there's Chris and his big secret it's all too much but not too much to upset my sisters.

Thinking aloud she said "Maybe I should just come back another day." With a questionable half smile on her face she froze realizing if anyone could see her they might think she was crazy sitting in a car talking to herself.

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Back at the Manor

"Phoebe, Paige? Hello anyone home? I have got to get to the club and Leo is late to pick up Wyatt." Piper yelled out to no one in particular.

"Oh, hey what's going on?" Paige rounded the corner and saw Piper in the kitchen. She was wearing an apron with her hair swept up and a somewhat frazzled look on her face. Paige smiled it had been sometime since she witnessed Piper in the kitchen cooking something other than potions or baby food. There was a familiar, comforting feeling that came over Paige whenever she saw her sister in the kitchen. As if she had always been there even before they were re-united as sisters.

"Well, I have got to get to P3 and Leo's late. I have no idea where Phoebe is." Noticing that Paige was not wearing her Teaching robes she stopped herself "Wait a second, I thought you were at Magic School. Where have you been?"

"I was at Richard's helping him cope with the whole no magic thing. It's kind of hard controlling my powers around him; I don't want to make him feel uncomfortable. I'm on my way to Magic School now. What's up?"

"Wyatt is upstairs sleeping, I need to get to P3 and Leo is late." Looking up to the heavens she shouted "Leo! Leo!"

"If you want I can take Wyatt with me to Magic School."

"Thanks Paige that would really help out. Hey, have you seen Phoebe, she wasn't here when I woke and she's not answering her cell." Piper grabbed her jacket and headed for the door when Phoebe entered.

"Hi where have you been? "

"Oh you know, out and about, is Leo here I need to ask him about a few things.

"Is everything ok? See now would not be a good time for an attack."

Phoebe sighed "You don't know the half of it."

Ignoring her remark Piper finished her thought "No, he.." pointing up to the heavens "seems to be missing lately; so if you do see Leo I need to speak with him. Leo?! Leo! Ah, forget it."

With everyone headed in different directions Phoebe decided to take a moment to herself and take a long hot bath.

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Corporeal Visions

Quiet at last Phoebe lit six white candles and lay back in her warm bubble bath. There was no sound and no emotion. No one to cloud her head and for the first time today she had a clear mind. She was able to relax and enjoy the moment. It was so calm and serene she felt herself start to fall asleep.

In her dream she was watching herself almost like a movie. Downstairs walking about the manor without shoes on her feet. The house was full of people Grams, her Mother, Melinda Warren and many others. Phoebe opened and closed her eyes a few times. I must be seeing things she thought. Piper, Paige and Leo were there too. Baby Wyatt and future Chris. She couldn't put it together. Was it the past meets the present meets the future? Phoebe walked around the manor from room to room trying to understand. Then her heart quickened and skipped a beat. What was happening? Just as the front doors of the manor flung open she felt her heart sink into the pit of her stomach. A small frame woman wearing a long blue gown entered. Phoebe stepped closer to the woman she could see that her face was disfigured. Who was this woman? She is floating through the house?! Phoebe took a deep breathe and composed herself to speak when she noticed the woman was dropping pictures as she floated around each room. Photos of an elderly woman. As she stepped closer she could see more pictures. Pictures of her but at different stages in her life; childhood, her and Cole and photos from past lives. Who is this woman?

"Err, ugh. Hello who are you? Hello…"

Phoebe startled awake and sat in the tub for a minute. Her breathing labored and heart beating like a drum she decided to get out of the water and try to get some sleep. She was still shaking from her dream when she reached for her towel and noticed her hands were different. They were older, spotty and wrinkled with extra skin. Veins protruding and prominent, she blinked in disbelief. Frightened she grabbed her towel and leapt out of the tub so fast that she slipped and hit the floor. "Ouch my head." She rubbed the back of her head with her hand. Everything felt the same, she felt the same and now her hands felt strong and normal.

Wrapping herself in the towel she examined her hands again, they were fine not old or spotty. She laughed it off maybe I should hit my head more often she thought. Was that a dream or a premonition? She hadn't had a premonition in some time. In fact ever since she became an Empath her premonitions have been lacking. A worried Phoebe wrapped herself in her blanket and curled up in her bed in the dark waiting. Waiting for something anything a noise; the silence was palatable. The night calm and inviting, she started to fall asleep again.

Once more she found herself downstairs, walking about the house with the same people but this time she had a very desperate feeling. Sensing there was more to this than just a dream she sub-consciously told herself to pay attention, maybe this time she could pick up clues. There she was the woman "Excuse me, who are you?" The disfigured woman did not answer instead kept floating about the house. "Hello, can you hear me?" Frustrated she threw her hands up and blatantly asked "Can anybody hear me? Who are you, where did you come from and why are all these people here in my house?" She could see Piper approaching "Piper! Piper, Piper what is happening?" Even Piper did not answer no one would even look in her direction it was as if she were not there. 'What is wrong with everyone? Am I going crazy?' She started hearing voices in her head. As she passed each person their thoughts rang louder in her head, so loud her ears were in pain. Feeling their emotions, the presence she felt before had returned to mentally torture her.

Phoebe was scared. She woke in a cold sweat gasping for air feeling something sticking on her neck she grabbed her pink sweater and headed to the mirror to run her fingers through her hair before heading downstairs. As she looked at herself she noticed dried blood had dripped from her ear onto her neck. She could hear her sisters downstairs. "Pull yourself together Phoebe" she whispered to herself. She wiped the dried blood from her neck and tried to stay calm. Half shaking and her body exhausted she was on the verge of tears again. If I could stand here and let the tears wash me away she thought. Emotionally drained Phoebe took a deep breath and headed downstairs.