Piper was still in the bath when she heard here sisters arguing again down stairs. Augh. What do I have to do to get some peace in this house? She thought. She slowly got herself out of the tub thinking that she may have to mediate another round between her sisters. Though as she was heading out the bathroom door she heard the front door slam shut. Sighing she headed down the stairs anyway only to find her oldest sister standing looking at the back of the door with her hands on her hips.

"Prue?"

"Not now Piper." She turned and walked back towards the kitchen. Piper heard the basement door shut. Ok, she has gone to her neutral zone. Now to make sure Phoebe is ok. She found the phone and called the club.

"P3 Darren speaking."

"Darren it's Piper."

"Hey Piper. I thought you were taking the night off?"
"I am but I need you to do me a small favour."
"Sure what is it?"

"Phoebe is on her way down there with some friends. Can you just keep an eye out on her? Prue and her got into something and I just want to make sure she's ok."

"She won't even know that were watching her Piper. Don't worry."

"Thanx Darren I owe you one."

"It's no problem Piper. Have a good night."

"You too."

Piper went up the stairs to change into her sweats. She was a bit worried about Phoebe but she was also worried about Prue. They hadn't had a fight like that since Phoebe left for NY. She wanted to go talk to Prue but she knew her older sister enough to just let her cool off in her own time. So she got comfortable on her bed with her latest novel. As she flipped another page she herad the soft knock on her door.

"Piper?"

"Yeah Prue." It wasnt really a question as she knew her sister woudl come upstairs eventually.

Prue came in Pipers room looking a bit beat.

"Prue are you ok?" she looked at her sister and placed her book down on the bed.

"Yeah, it's just this whole thing with Phoebe."

Piper knew what was about to happen but she let her big sister keep going.

"Do you think I was to hard on her?"

"Prue. You are the only one that can really answer that. I can tell you though, I think that whenever you two get into it like that, that things are said that neither one of you wanted to say. I know that you both love each other and sometimes it's that love that makes you two blind to the other. She knows that what she did was stupid and careless. We just have to trust her that she won't do it again. We all learn from our mistakes Prue. Even you and me."

"I know Pipe. It's always been tough for me to let her go though you know. She's always been my baby, I can't just stop caring."

"Nobody is asking you to stop caring Prue, just to cut her some slack. She try's so hard to please you that it kills her as much as you when you two go at it like that. Look, why don't you go get some sleep? She's out for the night now but I told her that we would sit down tomorrow and discuss this. And I mean discuss Prue, no yelling."

"Ok I'll try Piper."

"Good."

"Ok. So I'm going to bed now. And then we can discuss this in the AM right?"

"Right. Good night Prue."

"Good Night Piper. Love you." Prue leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on Pipers forhead before leaving her sister to her book

"Love you too."

Prue headed out of Piper room and made her way downstairs. She sat on the couch for awhile before getting up to get a drink. I wonder if I should stay up waiting for her or if I should wait until morning as Piper suggested. These thoughts ran through Prues mind as the clock kept ticking. By three am she couldn't wait any longer as she started upstairs. She was half way up when the phone rang. God Phoebe if you're going to be late at least have the decency to call us earlier the three in the morning. She started back down the stairs and picked up the phone just before the machine kicked in.

"Phoebe this had better be good at this hour!" Prue practically yelled into the phone.

"Prue. Its Darryl."

Prues heart almost stopped, "Darryl? What is it?"

"It's Phoebe Prue. I'm sorry to do this over the phone."

"Oh God Darryl. What happened?"

"No Prue she's not. Sorry to scare you like that."

"What is it then?" As she breathed a sigh of relief.

"There was a bit of an altercation at one of the night clubs in town and Phoebe was involved. I just wanted to give you the heads up. She's ok, though she may have a small black eye in the morning. I let her and her friends go home as I knew that it was not their fault."

Letting out the breath the she was unaware that she was holding, Prue thanked Darryl

"Anytime Prue. You guys are practically family to me too."

"And you to us Darryl. Thanx again for the heads up."

Prue hung up the phone and was unsure if she should be angry at Phoebe or to feel sorry for her. Well it's something that we will have to deal with tomorrow. Prue placed the phone back on its charger and headed up the stairs.

When Phoebe had left the Manor that night she had full intentions of forgetting everything that had happened between her and Prue. She arrived at P3 right in time to meet up with Steve and the rest of her friends from school.

"Hey Mike. How's it been?"

"Not bad Phoebe. How many have you got?"

"Five counting me."

"No problem. You've beat most of the rush anyway."

"Thanx Mike."

They made their way through the crowd over to the alcove that the sisters' usually had to themselves. After several hours at P3 they decided that they would go and check out the new club in town. As they were there some guy had tried to hit on Julia. She tried to brush him off and let him know that she wasn't interested but he was not taking no for answer. Finally Phoebe stepped in and told him to just back off. That was when things got out of control. The guy took a swing at Phoebe that she easily blocked. She didn't see however his friend standing next to her that decided to also get involved. The next thing they all knew was the police had arrived and Phoebe was sitting in the ground holding the side of her head.

"So Phoebe. About those martial arts classes." Steve had joked.

"Yeah well it could be worse. I could be on my way to the hospital."

They laughed at the comment and started to head out of the bar.

"Phoebe?"

Phoebe stopped in her tracks as she had recognized the voice. Turning around she spotted him. "Darryl. What are you doing here? This isn't exactly a homicide."

"True, but I was in the area when the call came through. So why aren't you over at P3? At least there you get free drink."

"Maybe, but I just had this feeling that I was being watched over there. Besides the free drinks only come in handy when you're drinking."

"Oh."

"Contrary to popular belief Darryl, I can go out and not get plastered. And if I were, today would be the perfect day to do it. But I decided that that would be the easy way out."

"Good call Phoebe. Hey I gotta run. I'll see ya."

"Yeah Darryl thanx." she reached over and gve her friend a quick hug before he left.

"Anytime Phoebe."

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The guys that had started the fight had not been arrested and they were watching with interest as Phoebe talked to Darryl.

"I'm telling you Rob it's not worth it. She is obviously friendly with the cops. You don't wanna mess with that when you're on parole."

"Look man that bitch embarrassed me in front of a bar full of people. She's gonna pay."

"Fine just keep me out of this."

"Whatever. If you don't want the action then that's fine by me. I don't need you for what I have in mind." With that said he walked away. Though never taking his eyes off of Phoebe and her friends.

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"Come on Phoebe I'll take you home." Steve told her.

"Thanx Steve, but I think I'll just grab a cab."

"Phoebe don't be stupid it's on my way. Besides why spend money if you don't have to."

Truth be known, Phoebe wanted Steve to take her home. She had a special spot for him in her heart. And she was hoping that maybe tonight they would go that extra step.

"Ok, but straight home. No detours." she looked at him as she waved her finger in his face as he held up his hands in surrender

Steve raised his hands up, "Ok you got me. No side trip to Lookout hill."

They laughed, as they looked each other in the eye, knowing that that was exactly where they would end up.

They had been driving towards Phoebes house when suddenly Steve took a detour.

"Steve where are you going?" Phoebe asked but already knowing the answer.

"Well I figured after the night that you had with Prue and then at the bar that maybe you just weren't ready to go home yet."

"Oh you did, did you? And what makes you think that I want to go up here." She told him as they pulled into a parking spot at look out hill.

"Oh I don't know. Something in your eyes back at the club."

"Yeah which one. The one that I can see out of or the one that is starting to swell?"

"Hey I think it looks great. A war wound."

"Yeah well that's easy for you to say. It's not your eye."

Steve reached over and pulled Phoebe towards him. "Here let me see what I can do about that." As he kissed her eye ever so gently. Slowly making his way with butterfly kisses towards her mouth, he kissed her until she returned them with a kiss of passion.

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Another car pulled up to the hill, but they were lost in each other's passion to realize who it was. He parked the car and got out. He could see them in the car kissing each other. Oh man this is going to be to easy, he thought. He walked over to the car and pulled out his gun. Holdiong the barrle in his hand he suddenly smashed the glass to the driver's window then pointed the gun inside. Emptying the barrel into the occupants of the car, he then turned around, got back in his car and drove away.