They sat in the parking lot of the cemetery that Prue had insisted that they would find her, but the time was now 7:55 and there was not sign she was there or was coming in the next few minutes.

Prue was only momentarily taken aback, by the 'miscalculation', as she chose to refer to it. But inside she was truly surprised, but to let that show would only add ammo to Piper's rapid-fire rant. Prue honestly hoped Phoebe would call on time, if for no other reason than to just get Piper to shut up.

The punctuality of their unpunctual sister startled them both as well as the shrill ring of the cellular.

Prue's finger went for and pressed speaker. Not wanting to give Phoebe the satisfaction of berating them curtly said. "Spill it."
"Well good morning to you too. Arent you missing something?"

Prue sighed as she looked out the window, "Fine. Marco." she wanted to roll her eyes at her sisters childich game.

"Polo. I take it you have me on speakerphone and I hear you are not in a very pleasant mood, so I'll be brief. Here is Clue #1:

The place has many levels.
Both young and old alike come here.
Some go away happy and others sad.
I'll be here until 10:00 am. Give Mom my love.

CLICK

"THAT'S IT?" Piper shouted, as she ran her hands through her hair in aggravation. This was so not how she planned on spending her weekend. But she knew the faster they found Phoebe the faster she could beat her little sister to the punch with their handyman.

That sat in virtual silence as they both ran their hint to its possible conclusion. Then without warning Piper shouted out. "BLEACHERS!!"
"For God's sakes Piper give me a heart attack why don't you!!" Prue said as she placed her hand over her chest trying to catch the breath that was just scared out of her.
"No Prue... That's where she is... Baker Highs bleachers." Piper explained as Prue still looked confused.
"Don't you get it?? Many levels... that thing must be over twenty tiers high. Both young and old come here... The WildCats are the pride of the community; even people that don't have kids in school came to route the team on. And..."
"And some leave happy some leave sad... Depended on the lineup they came to cheer for." Prue finished as she threw the Jeep in reverse and speed back into town.


He soon abandoned his most recent assignment, when the strong scent of a witch crossed his path. Argon knew that the nauseating stench was not coming from just any witch, but from one third of the recently formed coven of the Charmed Ones. The most powerful witches, that if disengaged, would bring huge rewards and high honors to the one responsible for its obliteration. So with his nose to the east he followed.

He stood just within earshot to her conversation and let his power of telepathy play its role in linking to the other two sisters. His powers were limited and could not lock in on the prey he stalked, but would allow him to connect to those that were held close and were bound to its aura.
So upon getting his hook up, he shimmered to the football field, ready to reap the rewards of his supernatural luck.


At 10:00 am Piper's cell rang.

"I think you made mistake number 2. Wanna keep trying or pay up now?"
"Phoebe this is ridiculous. Come on home and let's have a traditional knock down drag out fight like we always do." Pipers plead.
"Look Piper I'm sorry, but the game must go on. Ready for your next clue?"


He stood off in the distance and cursed the fact that he was going to need help on this one, which meant he would also have to share in the glory. Knowing they were too powerful to take on alone, he shimmered out to gather a posse of evil to dethrone good, once and for all.


Phoebe took the elevator to the 12th floor, reveling in her recent spoils. She had single handedly thwarted her sisters... not once, but twice. As trhe door opened she headed to the desk in the center of the ward.

"Hey Phoebe, long time no see." The floor nurse said, smiling at her favorite volunteer.
"Hey yourself Paulette. I know I'm sorry, but ah... ah things have been kinda crazy lately. But I have some free time today is it ok if I go to the playroom?"
"You don't have to ask. Go right ahead."

"There she is" Argon pointed. "I want her DEAD!! Do you hear me?"

The three men posing as doctors nodded in agreement, as their grins faded along with their shimmer.

"Kids I am here, let the the fun start now." Phoebe walked into the commons area seeing some familiar faces she had seen before she even left for NYC.
"PHOEBE!"
"Hi Alex. How are you?" Phoebe made her way to a small boy in a wheelchair
"I'm great. I missed you though." He replied looking up at her with his own set of brown eyes.
"Oh I missed you to kiddo. I just had some stuff to work out."
"You and Prue?"

She looked down into his warm face. For a child he was intuitive.

"Yeah Prue. I was in NYC for a few months. I needed to find my own space. But. I'm back now and what are the rules with Phoebe in the room?"
"This is NOT a hospital it's a FUN ZONE!" he cried out as the other kids laughed.
"Exactly. So let's have some FUN!" Phoebe stood up with her hands in the air spinning around.

Paulette leaned against the doorframe as Phoebe sat in a wheelchair watching her and Alex race around the room as the other cheered them on.

"Paulette can you…. What is going on in there?" the Dr. stopped, as he was about to enter the room and put an end to the race in progress.
"Phoebes back." Was all Paulette said as she placed her hand on his arm to stop him from going any further.

He looked in and saw the smiles on the kids' faces. Smiles on some face for the first time since they had been there.

"How does she do that?" he asked watching as Alex crossed the finish line first.
"I have no idea but they say laughter is the best medicine. And that kind of laughter we haven't heard for some time."

"You lil cheat." Phoebe jumped out of her chair and ran up to him and started to tickle him. "You cut me off."
"All is fair in a wheelchair war Phoebe, you taught me that." he laughed as she sat back down, glaring at him with a smile.
"I did didn't I." She laughed as she caught Paulette and Dr. Myers watching them. "Hey doc."
"Hi Phoebe. Welcome back."
"Thanx." And on that I really need to get going.
"AAAAWWW!" the sound of saddened voices came behind her.
"Oh guys I'll be back next week. Same time I promise." Phoebe rustled Alex's hair as she left the room. "See ya Squirt."

They had stayed in the background so as not to be seen. The last thing they needed was to get caught in the act. Even the side of evil didn't want the world to know they existed.

"She's leaving." He smacked his brother on the arm as they watched her making her way towards the elevator.
"We'll grab her before she gets on. Make it look like an accident."
"From the roof?"
"From the roof." He answered as they made their way down the hallway.

Phoebe waited patiently as she looked at her watch she had to call her sisters in less then half and hour. She laughed to herself as she thought of what she would give them next. She was right on both counts on where they thought she would be. She knew them better then they knew her. And she was having fun proving it. "And taking care of my debt helps." She commented to no one.

"Maybe we can help you with that lil debt of yours witch."

She felt the strong hands grab her arms and pull her away from the elevator.

"Go quietly and no one will get hurt." His words carrying their meaning as Alex rolled from the room she had just been in on his way to his room.
"I don't think so." Was all she said as she slammed her elbow into his stomach while she took the other by surprise with a high kick.

But her own momentum went against her as she ended up spinning into the arms of the first demon. As she fought against him the sound of running footsteps could be heard down the hall. She took the distraction as she slammed her head back into his face sending him staggering backwards enough for her to get away and enough as she grabbed hold of a IV pole and slammed it through his chest.

He paused long enough to look at her and then it in shock as he disappeared in a puff of smoke.

The second demon grabbed her by the throat and slammed her to the ground pushing the life out of her as she tried to regain some sense from her lack of oxygen and the hit to the head.

"HEY! Let her GO!"

He looked up as he saw the security guards running towards him.

"This isn't over." He snarled at Phoebe, "witch." he took off down the hallway to the exit stairs.