Prue looked a round for a way out of the car. Seeing the wires all around her she couldn't see one without getting electrocuted. But as she did look around she noticed that all the buildings around them had no lights on. 'Powers out' she thought as she looked at the wires on the car. They had stopped sparking. She looked over at Sally who was coming around. "Sally I have to get to Piper."

"Prue. Wait you can't, the wires." Sally saw the wires hanging on the car.

"I think the powers out. I have to try." She said as she grabbed the handle and started to open the door.

Sally watched her friend. She knew that when it came to her sisters Prue would go out there even if the power was on. "Good luck." Was all she said.

Prue took in a deep breath as she stepped out of the car. Placing her foot on the ground, with caution, she almost expected the electrical shock to run up her leg, but to her relief she got nothing. Realizing her fates she quickly got out of the car and ran in the direction of P3. Letting nothing get in the way of her and her little sister.

As the earth came to a stop Jamie stayed still for another few moments. She was afraid it would start again, but when she realized that it had not she lifted her head from under the arm of the lady that had come to her earlier. She had saved her. She didn't even know me and yet she pulled me under her to protect me. Why? She thought as she pulled herself from underneath Phoebes body.

Seeing that the woman that had saved her life was not waking up she did what she thought was best, and she started to clear off the book, boxes and parts of the shelf that had fallen onto them.

She had cleared enough stuff off Phoebe that she was able to pull her away from the rest of the rubble, to the middle of the floor. Remembering that her arm was sore before Jamie looked around for something to set the arm. Praying that it would be enough and that she would be ok.

The throbbing in her arm had not subsided as her world came into focus. But there was something different as she slowly opened her eyes. She could feel the damp cloth on her forehead as she took in the surrounding around her. She remembered the second earthquake and that she was trying to get back up stairs with a little girl. The girl. Was she ok? Was she hurt? The last thing she remembered was pulling the girl to her as the shelf fell around them

"Oh. Head rush." She said as she lifted her good arm to her head and felt the cloth that was there.

"Are you ok?" Came the quiet, shy voice beside her.

Phoebe turned her head carefully to the voice that was speaking to her. Looking up to the caring eyes above her. They reminded her of her once again of her sister Piper; caring and loving. Even though she didn't know Phoebe, she knew that they had connected on some way.

Her head still swimming she closed her eyes again and pulled her thoughts into place. "I'm not sure. How are you?"

"I'm ok." Jamie said quietly. "Thanks to you."

"No problem." Phoebe said as she tried to sit up only to be met with the pain in her arm, as well as the rest of her body.

"I think you should rest for a bit." Jamie said shyly.

"I think you might be right." Phoebe said agreeing with the girl.

They sat a bit longer with Phoebe trying to rest her arm. "Jamie. How did you come to be in our basement?"

"I got scared and your house was the closest. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been here." She said as the tears filled her eyes.

"Hey, it's ok. Really." Phoebe assured the girl before her. "So tell me how old are you?"

"I'll be 11 next week." She said proudly

"Wow 11. I remember when I was 11. Mind you it was no big deal. My older sister missed the whole party, and when she did finally show up she couldn't care a less about her baby sister." Phoebe said as she recalled the day like it was yesterday. "So how did you learn how to do this?" Phoebe asked as she held her arm up slightly to Jamie, trying to change the subject.

"Oh that would be my big brother. He's a paramedic. He taught me all sorts of things like that."

"Well I thank you and your big brother." Phoebe said as she looked down at the splint on her arm.

They sat on the floor talking about anything that came to their minds. It would seem that Jamie had a lot of the 11yr old Phoebe in her.

Phoebe suddenly got quiet as she listened to something upstairs. Grabbing Jamie's arms she gave her a look that told her to hush as she listened. There were voices upstairs that Phoebes did not recognize. Male voices. Voices that went a shiver down Phoebes spine.

Prue ran through the streets towards P3. Her heart was racing the whole way. All she knew was that she had to get to Piper.

She approached the club as she saw the fires around it raging he heart beating fast as she ran past the trucks that were putting out the blazes. She felt her arm being grabbed but she pulled it back. But then someone grabbed her waist.

"Woo there lady you cant go in there."

She felt the pain to her ribs but pushed it aside, "My sister. I have to get to her. Let me go." She screamed at the man holding her as she struggled in her grasp, though only causingf herself more pain.

"There are fires all over the place, I can't let you go in there." he repeated still holding his grip tight.

"I have to get to her."

"Where is she?" he asked heraring a panic in her voice. A fear he had keard before in family members of lost or hurt ones.

"She's in P3." Prue said still trying to break the mans grip that held her.

"Ok look, I sent some men in there right before the second quake hit. They'll get her out."

Prue relaxed some knowing now that Piper would be safe soon. Though she knew she wouldn't completely relax until she saw her sister. As her fear for her sister settled a bit, the pain for herself she could now start to feel. The run she had done and then the man grabbing her around the waist sent pain through her ribs. Leaning against the back of the fire truck she let herself cry out as the pain got worse.

The fireman looked down at her and called for one of the medics.

"Come on we'll take you to the hospital."

"No I have to wait for my sister." Prue argued as she stood her ground to stay.

He looked up at the fireman that had grabbed her, and then back down to Prue again. "Ok. But as soon as she comes out we take you. You've got at least one broken rib. Maybe two. I want to make sure that it hasn't punctured anything."

Prue looked up at the medic, "Thank you." She said quietly. she already knew what her injuries where. the other medic at the turn house had explained them to her at the time.

"Here at least come to the ambulance so we can wrap them." helping Prue up she looked over her shoulder to the blaze on the street. In the middle of it all was P3.

Phoebe put her bad arm on Jamie's leg and moved her other one to her lips indicating to be quiet. She then diverted her eyes to the stairs and the door at the top of them. Praying that it would stay closed and that no one would come down the stairs and find them. She didn't know who it was that was in the Manor, but she had a feeling that it wasn't good. She just hoped it wasn't a demon.

She could hear their laughter as they made their way through the house, and she listened intently as she heard them getting closer and she knew they were in the kitchen.

"This place looks like a great score guys. Did you see that antique furniture out there?"

"Yeah I bet some old couple lives here." Another voice added in.

A third person spoke but from the sound of it Phoebe knew he was not in the kitchen. But his words screamed out at her.

"Yeah well if these are their granddaughters. I hope they came to visit. They are hot. And look one each." He laughed.

It was a laugh that made Phoebe shiver again. She knew now that if they saw her she would be in serious trouble. Even with her martial arts skills she couldn't fight three of them with a broken arm and she wouldn't be able to protect Jamie.

She turned her head, "Jamie we have to get out of here." She whispered so quietly she almost didn't hear herself speaking.

Jamie just nodded an understanding as she quietly got up and then helped Phoebe up. Each muscle screaming out in protest as they started to make their way to the window.

But after the second step Phoebes heart stopped as she heard the door to the basement open.

"Well, well, and what do we have here." The voice said as Phoebe turned and looked up the steps slowly. Seeing the look on his face she knew she was in trouble.