"What do you mean they got away?" the captain could be heard yelling throughout the whole precinct even with the door closed.

"Sorry captain. We're not sure what happened. SWAT went in and the people started filing out. We are going to gather that they made themselves look like the hostages and they got out that way."

"Where's Morris?"

"He went to the hospital to get a statement from one of the victims."

"The Halliwells?"

"Yes sir. Seems the youngest was not doing that well and the oldest was hit herself."

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The gurney was rushed through the emergency room doors as everyone was yelling at everyone.

"25yr old female. Gun shot wound to lower chest area. Respiratory shallow. Vitals weak. Check for grazed or punctured lung. Lost her once enroute."

"29yr old female. Gun shot wound to abdomen. Vitals strong. Though she did lose quite a bit of blood at the scene and enroute."

Piper had run in after them the best she could, but the gurneys went in different directions leaving Piper standing in the middle of the hall not knowing what way to go.

She felt an arm around her waist and looked up into Leo's eyes. It was then that her world collapsed. As she felt herself falling to the floor as her legs buckled from under her.

"Oh God Leo. I can't lose them."

"You won't they're both fighters Piper. You'll see. They'll be fine."

"Phoebe. Oh god. They lost her on the way here. I felt as if someone had ripped my heart out. I couldn't do anything to help her."

"She'll fight Piper you know she will."

They waited for what seemed forever to Piper. Darryl had come by to see how they were all doing. But after two hours he had to go.

"Piper I have to get back."

"Thank you Darryl. For staying."

"Hey they're my family too. Call me if you need anything?" Darryl took her hand giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"I will."

Piper had no more tears to cry. She had shed them all on the way to the hospital. She leaned against Leo a shell of who she truly was. Her sisters were fighting for their lives and there was nothing she could do to help them.

"Miss Halliwell?"

Piper looked up at the man standing before her in doctor scrubs. "Yes." She was so scared at the words that would come out of his mouth she was shaking.

"My name is Dr. Murray. I worked on your sister."

"Which one?"

"Excuse me?"

"Dr. both her sisters were brought in at the same time." Leo explained

"Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't know. I believe someone said her name was Prue."

"How is she?" Leo asked feeling Piper under his arm shaking.

"She sustained a portion of the bullet that was used. I would say whoever it was, was using buckshot. As she had about three pieces in her lower abdomen and side. She lost a fair bit of blood but we have her on an IV. We removed the fragments and gave her a mild sedative but she should be ok in a week or two. As long as she gets plenty of rest."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Look she is being moved to room 312 as we speak. You can page me if you need anything." He started to turn away from them before Piper stopped him. It was the first thing she had said since she had asked him which sister he had operated on.

"Dr. Murray? What about my other sister?"

He looked at Piper seeing the hope yet fear. He turned to Leo and back to Piper again.

"I'm sorry. I don't know. But I can assure you that everyone here is the best. She is in good hands." He looked at her again almost seeing her break into more pieces. "I'm sorry. I have to go."

"Thank you again Dr.." Leo said as he watched the man leave.

Leo held Piper tight as she once again cried with no tears. How much more could she take? Calming her slightly after several minutes, "Honey? Let's go up and see Prue."

Piper felt Leo help her up as they then walked down the passage to the elevator. She felt nothing, just numbness. As if there was no more reason to believe or hang on to anything.

Walking through the doorway she looked at Prue lying there as if sleeping. Somehow she found the strength to move forward as she almost ran to her sisters bedside.

"Prue." She cried as she took her sisters hand in hers. She looked so vulnerable lying there. Something that she had never imagined. Prue had always been the strong one, even when they were younger. Always protecting her and Phoebe no matter what. Now she was lying here with tubes in her a monitor hooked up keeping track of her heart beat.

Sitting down Piper ran her hand over Prues head while the other still clung to her big sisters hand.

"Don't you leave me Prue. I need you."

She wasn't sleeping but she wasn't awake either. She felt someone take her hand and speak to her but she couldn't make it out. She felt the hand on her head and she could almost feel the love the radiated from it. Breathing in trying to clear the cobwebs from her mind she concentrated on the voice.

"Pi..Piper."

"Prue, I'm right her honey. Come on fight it. You can do it. I need you Prue. I can't do this without you."

"Piper." She said again as she looked up into the loving eyes of her middle sister.

"Hi."

"Hi." Prue said back not taking her eyes off Piper. "What happen?"

"You were shot. Don't you remember?"

"Yeah. But what happen after that?"

"They took three pieces of the bullet out of your side and stomach. But you'll be ok. Nothing major hit."

Prue took in what Piper was telling her and remembered back what had happened. "Phoebe." She suddenly cried out and tried to sit up. Only to have both Piper and Leo hold her back down as the pain in her side shot through her body.

"You aren't going anywhere Prue."

"Phoebe. I have to go to her. I told her I wouldn't leave her alone."

"She's still in surgery Prue." Piper said thought Prue read right through her.

"Piper. Tell me. Please."

Piper looked into Prues eyes and could see her own fear mirrored there.

"I don't know Prue. I haven't heard." She couldn't tell Prue that they had lost Phoebe on the way to the hospital. She couldn't tell Prue that they had already been in surgery for nearly four hours.

"Piper. She'll be ok. She's to stubborn to die." Prue told her as she squeezed her hand.

"I hope so Prue. I hope so."

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"Morris. We may have something on our guys."

"Just tell me where they are. I owe them."

His partner looked at him confused.

"Those were close friends of mine that were shot at that bank Clayton. I want these guys."

"Just don't let it get personal Morris."

Morris grabbed his partner and hauled him into an interrogation room. Grabbing him by the collar he threw him against the wall. "This is personal damn it. Those are my friends. My family. So don't go telling me NOT to get personal."

"Ok man let me go."

Darryl glared at him one more time. Before letting up.

"Look Morris. I know you are close to them. Ok all I'm saying is don't let those emotions run this investigation."

"Look I'm sorry man." Darryl said as he paced the room

"Don't worry about it. I'm sure I would react the same way. So. Wanna hear what we got?"

"Yeah."

"Not much but they may be connected to a string of robberies that have been happening around town lately."

"Suspects?"

"Possibly. A brother trio, that seems to have a knack for getting into trouble. The oldest has been in and out of trouble since he was probably ten. And he has always dragged his younger two with him."

"So where do we find this trio?"

"That I still need to find out. But everything fits their MO."

Darryl paced the room. Wanting to find and catch these guys before they hurt any one else

"Ok look Darryl. Go back to the hospital. I know that you want to be there. I'll call you the minute I get anything."

Darryl looked at him with hesitation before heading for the door. "Clayton. I'm sorry."

"Don't sweat it. Now get out of her."

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"Scott what the hell are we going to do now?"

"Shut up and let me think will you."

"No. If that girls dies we could be up on murder charges. You said no one would get hurt. We hit a few banks and that's hit. Now we could face a murder rap."

Scott stood up and slammed his brother against the wall. "Shut up! Just shut up Sam or I will shut you up.

"Ok what about Steve?" Sam yelled back

"What about him? He's dead. What do you want me to bring him back from the dead?"

"No. But he is dead! We might as well have shot him ourselves."

"Whatever." He said releasing his brother. "I'm going out." He slammed the door behind him and walked off into the bushes surrounding their cabin.

He felt it was his fault. He was the oldest. The one to protect them and now his baby brother lay in the morgue because of his stupidity. How had he let things get so out of hand? No matter what they ever did he was always there for his brothers. Even though they got themselves into half the messes they did. He wandered down to the lake and sat on the shore, wondering now what he was going to do.

Sam sat in the cabin after his brother left. His thoughts were immediately drawn to memories of his youngest brother. He was the one that was into mischief more then trouble. But he always seemed to find himself out of any jam no matter what it was. Mind you it usually called for a little help from Scott but in the end he would always get away with it.

He listened to the news but it was more a sound in the background. But one think caught his attention. He quickly grabbed the remote and turned up the volume.

He ran out to the deck, "Scott get your ass in here NOW!"

"What the hell is his problem now?"

"Trust me. You'll want to see this."

Scott got up from his spot on the sand and ran up to the cabin. "This better be good." He growled as he walked in the cabin catching the last bit of news.

They say there stunned at what they were saying about the robbery. And continued to sit there after it was finished.

"Now what?" Sam asked his older brother.

"Now? Now we go get him." Scott said still starring at the TV.