She awoke from her dream as the perspiration soaked her body. She knew it was not the summer heat that had caused it, but the result of her nightmare. She closed her eyes, as the memory stayed fresh in her mind, and she knew why it was coming back to her.
She tossed back the covers and made her way downstairs quietly. The last thing she wanted to do was to wake up her sister.
Pulling out the milk container, she took in as many swigs as she could before placing the container back on the shelf.
She opened the back door and made her way back to the same chair she was sitting in when Piper had come home. Pulling the blanket that was there around her, she snuggled down looking up at the stars. "Oh Mum. Help me get through this. I mean, I know she isn't going to find out, but what if she does somehow? What then? She will be so disappointed in me." Phoebe spoke to the stars above her.
She received no answer as she felt her eye lids once again getting heavy as she drifted off to sleep. Her mind on her big sister, and NYC.
Piper made her way down the stairs as she had many mornings prior, but this time her thoughts where on her little sister Phoebe. There was something she was hiding and it was something that had appeared recently, as recent as Prue going to NYC.
Setting the coffeepot on the element she caught her eyes drifting outside to the garden in the back yard. And in doing so she noticed the small form in the lawn chair in the back yard. "Phoebe." She acknowledged to herself as she made her way outside.
She sat there watching as her baby sister slept outside. How long had she been out there?
Phoebe stirred slightly but soon got the feeling she had of been watched. In her nearly two years of demon fighting she quickly sat up ready for anything. But to her surprise she was face to face with her big sister. "Hey."
"Hey yourself. What are you doing sleeping outside?" Piper raised her eyebrows at her sister hoping for a reasonable answer.
Phoebe pulled the blanket around her tight trying to fend off the morning cool temperatures. "I woke up in the night and came down for a drink. I found myself out here. Sorry if I made you worry."
Piper studied her sister face. She knew there was more to it then that, "Its ok. I was just wondering why you were out here."
"I don't know. I just came out here for some fresh air and the next thing I know is you are were sitting here beside me."
"To tired to move." To Piper, that seemed like a reasonable explanation. But she also knew her little sister.
"Yeah something like that. Look Piper I had a bad thing and I came down for a drink. I then came out here and sat under the stars. The next thing I knew you were sitting beside me." Phoebe caved knowing she could not hide anything from her sister. Neither one of them.
Piper studied her a moment, "A bad thing?"
"Nightmare Piper. They call them nightmares?" Phoebe shot back.
Piper held her gaze with Phoebe. A nightmare or a premonition that was the one thing Piper wanted an answer to."Phoebe?"
"It was just a nightmare Piper I swear. There was nothing magical about it." Phoebe confessed as she sat up from her chair and started into the Manor.
Piper watched as Phoebe made her way inside. She knew something was up, but again she didn't want to push it with her sister. She knew in time everything would come into place.
He sat at his desk twisting the knife in his hand, over and back under his knuckles. His mind holding only one thought: Revenge.
How long had it been? Two years, three? No he knew it wasn't three, close but not quite.He knew he needed to get back what was rightfully his. What he didn't get now was how was it no one knew where she was? How could one person disappear with the snap of a finger.
He heard the door open and looked up to his right hand man. "Well?"
"Nothing boss. Its like she vanished."
He slammed his hands on his desk and stood up glaring at the man before him, "She did NOT vanish. Find her and bring her to me so I can kill her."
He held his bosses glare. He had some information but he had wanted to check it out first. Confirm with a friend what he had heard. "Look I heard something but I haven't confirmed it yet. I wanted to check it out and see if Sonny knew anything."
He eased himself back into his chair, "Sonny? Why Sonny? He works out of San Francisco now."
"I know. But I heard a rumour that she went back there. Apparently that was where she was living before she came out here."
He held his knife once again. Rolling over his hand like a toy. "Call him and let me know what you find out. I want her blood by the end of the week." He leaned back in his chair closing his eyes. Picturing each and ever stroke with his knife as it ran through her body.
"Jack I can't believe you got us in here." Prue held on to Jack as they made their way through the club.
"I told you: I know people." He laughed as he made his way to the bar and ordered two drinks
"Well a good thing you do or we would still be standing outside in the rain."
They found a seat against the far wall, to Prue it almost reminded her of P3. And with that her thoughts turned to her sisters. She wondered if they were ok. Having not heard or seen any sign of Leo she knew they must be.
They talked and danced and talked some more. Watched various people walking by them and in and around them. The music spoke to them as the swirls of lights flickered throughout the club.
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He walked thought the club as he had many nights before ince his return to NYC. But then someone caught his eye. Could it really be her? He started towards the back wall with his in his hand as he weaved in and out of the people, before stopping at the table. "Prue?"
She looked up at as someone spoke her name, and was shocked as she stood and made her way around the table, "Clay? Wow." She gave him a quick hug, "Phoebe will never believe I ran into you."
"How is she?"
"She's good. I think she still misses you."
Clay just smiled, he had been thinking of his one again off again girlfriend just the other day. He had almost called her but for some reason stopped himself.
"Clay! We gotta book it man." The voice called to him over his shoulder.
"Yeah Bill I'm coming. Hey Bill you remember my girl Phoebe? I'd like you to meet her big sister Prue."
He looked into the blue eyes and the raven hair. He saw the younger girl in the same features before him. "Nice to meet you." He replied taking her hand, "Look Clay why don't you stay here I can catch you up tomorrow."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah its cool. Stay here and visit. I gotta take care of something anyway." With that Bill turned and walked out of the club.
Quickly making his way down the street he pulled his cell phone from his pocket and punched in the numbers. "Come on pick up."
"This had better be good Billy boy. It's three o'clock in the morning." His impatience dripping into the phone
"It is boss I promise. You still looking for that girl?"
"Phoebe? Yes, why? What have you found out?" he was now fully awake. More news to help him get his revenge.
"I just might have a way to get her to come back to NYC and back to you."
"I don't like riddles Billy."
"I just met her big sister in a club with Clay."
There was silence on the phone, "Our Clay?"
"Same one. Look I gotta meet him tomorrow. You want me to do anything."
"I want you to bring me Phoebe Halliwells sister and then tell Clay to get a hold of his girl and that she had better find herself in NYC before the day is out or I am going to return her sister to her in a body bag."
The line went dead. He felt the smile inside of him more then anywhere. He would get his revenge and sooner then he thought he might.
