They sat in the country themed waffle house across from each other. Phoebe flashed smiles at Sam while he admired her cheekbones. Cutting the waffles into fours, Sam tried to focus on seperating the waffles instead of Phoebe's eyes.

"So where exactly are you from?" Phoebe asked.

"I'm from Kansas." Phoebe's eyebrows went up.

"Kansas? Which part?"

"Lawrence. I was born May 2." Sam poured the syrup on the fresh hot waffles.

"I was born November 2. Born and raised here in San Francisco."

"So you have sisters?" He asked, looking up at her.

"Yes, two sisters. I'm the youngest. The baby."

"I'm the youngest too. Dean's older then me. Kinda gets annoying since I'm like the oldest in a way." Phoebe's eyes glowed.

"So, your close with your brother?" She sipped the coffee.

"Yeah, we're pretty close though sometimes he can be a dick but that's just him. Your close with your sisters?"

"Yes, I am. I mean me and Prue, the oldest, had our issues. But we're fine now. Me and Piper are pretty close. But in general we all get along." Sam smiled.

"That's good.." There was a pause before Phoebe spoke.

"What-what about your parents? Do you see them often?" Sam sat silent for a moment. He swallowed his spit before answering.

"Yeah.. both my parents uh passed away. My mother, she died when I was a baby and my father he recently passed..." Phoebe's eyes went low. She felt a connection to Sam, they had a lot in common.

"... My mother, she passed away when I was really little too. I can't remember much about her. My father he was like a ping pong ball, back and forth in and out our lives.. I understand your drift" Phoebe's eyes reasured him that she understood how he felt.

".. My father would come and go also. Often he was gone more then he was around. I learned to live with it. All I had was my brother. All we have is each other.." Phoebe had someone who completely understood her which made her feel secure in a way.

"All me and my sisters have is each other, also. A lot has happen, new revelations. So I guess there's more to come." Sam took a sip of his orange juice.

"Yeah. A hell of a lot to come."


Phoebe and Sam sat in the closed high school's bleechers. No one was around and it was 12 at night. They talked and talked for hours on end. Finding more and more about each other began to get them even more close.

".. I have a question. Do you believe in magic?" Phoebe felt like she shouldn't have asked that question but then again she took a chance.

".. Magic is real. So as all the other huge questions in this world. I don't cancel out anything. So yes, I believe in magic.. considering the fact I've seen my share of bizarre things believe me."

"Hm, what about monsters? creatures? ghouls, goblins... witches? You believe in those?" He glanced over at her.

"Yes, I do." Sam answered honestly. And Phoebe believed him.

"... Oh dear, look at the time. I'd better get going." Phoebe sighed.

"Me too, I have work to do in the morning." Sam got up with Phoebe.

"Work? Where do you work?" She asked as they began getting down from the bleechers.

".. Uh some traveling jobs I applied for. My job requires me to travel a lot. Advertisment. But since I'm not working right now, I'm on vacation with my brother."

"So you advertise your company's merchandise?" She asked putting her hands in the pockets of her jacket.

"Yes, they sell a lot of things. The more people I suck in the more money I got and the company gets."

"What does your company sell?" Phoebe asked a lot of questions in order to get answers.

"All kinds of stuff, especially electronics. There's a lot of money off of that." Sam and Phoebe walked back towards the waffle house.

"Your very tall." Phoebe blushed.

"Your very small." Sam looked down at Phoebe.

"Am not!" Phoebe declared as her mouth shaped into a smile.

"Are too!" Sam declared back as he smirked.

"Okay, maybe just a lil bit. But hey! It's not my fault ya know."

"My brother calls me sasquatch." Phoebe began laughing.

"He gave you an accurate name." She joked.

"Oh god." Sam tap kicked her butt and she did also.

"I can't reach your ass!"

"Legs are too short." They both enjoyed the moments together walking back. They arrived at the motel and Sam closed Phoebe's car door closed as she sat in the drivers seat.

"Thank you for my bracelet back." Sam bend down to reach the window.

"Your welcome.. thank you for taking me to the waffle house. I really enjoyed myself."

"So did I. Since it's like this I'd take a hit by a shopping cart anyday.." Phoebe blushed and flashed her sweet smile.

"I bet you would.. bye Sam." Phoebe started the car.

"Goodbye Phoebe." Sam stepped back as Phoebe pulled out the parking lot. Dreamy eyed look, and a starry eyed gaze. Sam stood and watch Phoebe drive away. He sighed and walked back into the motel room.

As Phoebe drove home, she had an instant premonition of a demon attacking Piper. The premonition was that of Piper being flown across the livingroom and hitting the wall. She layed unconcious. In an instant, Phoebe panicked and sped up.

"Oh no no no!" She said, worried. Her hands held tight onto the wheel.


Phoebe half-assed the parking and ran into the house. She swung the door open to find Piper in the livingroom reading a magazine.

"Piper!" She yelled.

"Phoebe? What's the matter?" Piper stood up.

"Your okay! I uh, I had a premonition that a demon attacked you."

"Did you? Well, I'm fine Phebs." Piper walked closer to Phoebe.

"Wait, you had your kiwi mask on when I saw you getting attacked." Phoebe stepped back a bit.

"Phoebe? Is that you, I heard voices." Piper's face was covered in green goop. Phoebe's eyes widened.

"Oh no.."

"What the hell?" Piper yelled. Suddenly the Piper imposter transformed into a tall dark man. A demon. He threw Phoebe back causing her to hit her head on the table and he sent Piper to the wall, just like in Phoebe's premonition.

"... Now, where's that book of shadows?" He said in a deep dark voice.


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