A/N: Hey everyone, well, I tried! And I managed to get the next chapter up in less than a week... which isn't too bad.... Plus, it's my longest chapter yet! Yay me! Wooo! So, yeah. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. As I always say, they mean so much to me and they really do inspire me to write more. Enjoy!

Sirens wailed and people bustled about in every direction making Phoebe feel dizzy. She turned slowly on the spot trying to take it all in and wondering where on earth, in all this pandemonium, her sister was? What had happened exactly? Was it serious?

An orderly barged into her from behind causing her bag to fall from her shoulder, the contents spilling everywhere. He offered her a quick apology over his shoulder as he hurried off, clearly very busy. As she bent to pick up her fallen belongings she felt a hand on her shoulder stopping her, "Here, let me…" She turned to see a middle-aged man with greying hair and a blue plaid shirt stooping down to collect her things for her.

"Thanks…"

He straightened up with a smile and handed her bag to her, "There we go, no harm done." Her tearful, worried expression drew a concerned frown from him, "Are you ok?"

"Yeah… It's just… My sister. I don't know what's happened or where she is and I'm just really worried."

"Well, here… let's go ask at reception for you…" He placed his hand on her back and gently steered her towards the main desk.

Phoebe let out a small laugh, "That would be the most obvious thing to do. You must think I'm so dumb."

He shook his head and smiled, "Not at all. You're worried. It can be confusing." They got to the reception desk and stopped, there were a couple of people in front of them.

Phoebe smiled gratefully at the man and extended her hand, "I'm Phoebe, by the way."

"Jeb," He replied shaking her hand.

"So… What are you here for? If you don't mind me asking?"

"I'm just waiting to hear back about a young woman. She was in a car accident. I came in with her."

Phoebe turned fully so that she was facing him, "Her name wasn't Paige by any chance was it?"

Jeb scratched his head, "Well, yeah… How'd you…?"

"Paige Matthews?"

He nodded slowly, "I think that's what the doctor said, yeah. Don't tell me that's your sister?" When Phoebe nodded, Jeb gave a low whistle, "Small world, huh?"

"Please… where is she? Is she ok? What happened?"

"She blew a tyre, spun out of control. I was driving a truck not far behind her. She spun right into my path and I had no time to stop. She hit the truck and swerved into a wall."

Phoebe's hands flew to her mouth in horror as Jeb tried to comfort her, "Her airbag seemed to go off straight away though so it's probably not too bad…. I called the ambulance and rode up with her to make sure she was alright. The doctor should be back soon. Let's get you some sweet tea… It'll help."

He started leading her down the corridor towards the elevator to go to the canteen but she stopped him, "No, I've got to wait for my sister…."

"Don't worry, the doctor will find us."

"No, my other sister. She's parking the car. She'll be here in a minute. She won't know where to find us." She headed back towards the main entrance with Jeb following. Spotting Piper by the doors, she half ran to her, "Piper!"

"There you are! Who's this?" She looked pointedly at Jeb who, uncomfortable under the glare, looked away.

"This is Jeb, he's the one who called the ambulance. He's hung around to make sure Paige is ok, isn't that sweet?"

Piper ignored the question, "What happened?"

Jeb stepped forward, "Her car…"

"I was asking my sister."

Jeb closed his mouth and rubbed the back of his neck, "Right…." He turned to Phoebe, "I'm gonna go sit down ok? I'll be just over there if you need anything." He walked away briskly.

Phoebe turned to Piper, "There was no need to be rude, Piper! He was just trying to help! We should be grateful he came down with Paige to make sure she was ok!"

Piper cleared her throat, "So, what happened?"

"She blew a tyre, went out of control and hit a wall."

Piper raised her eyebrows, "I see…"

Phoebe frowned, clearly annoyed, "What the hell is your problem? Why are you acting like such a bitch?"

"That's real nice, Phoebe."

"Well it's true! Why don't you just tell me? What do you have against Paige?"

"We've already had this conversation."

"We never finished this conversation. Why don't you stop being such a coward?"

"Shut up, Phoebe!"

"Just say it! You don't like Paige because you think she's replacing Prue in some way."

"That's ridiculous!"

"Really? Then what is it?"

"I don't have to stand here and listen to this…" Piper shook her head stubbornly and stormed out of the hospital doors.

Phoebe hung her head and placed a hand over her eyes wearily. She felt exhausted all of a sudden. Turning towards the waiting area, she saw Jeb walking over, "Everything ok?"

Phoebe shook her head, "No. But I can't think about that now."

"Halliwell?"

Phoebe glanced up at her name and saw a doctor standing not too far away with a clipboard in his hand and looking around questioningly.

"Here!" Phoebe hurried over to him, "I'm Phoebe Halliwell. Is my sister ok?"

"She's a very lucky woman. She escaped with very few injuries considering the severity of the crash."

Jeb visibly relaxed, "So, she's gonna be ok? I was really worried."

"And you are?"

"Jeb. Jeb Walker. I came in with Miss Matthews, I'm the one who called the ambulance."

The doctor glanced down at his clipboard, "Ah, Yes. Mr Walker. I'm sorry we've taken so long but we had to wait for the x-ray."

Phoebe chewed her lip anxiously, "X-ray?"

"Yes. Your sister has suffered from a posterior dislocation to her left shoulder, presumably from the force of her seat belt pulling her back. We managed to manipulate the bone back into the socket and according to the x-ray it's been aligned correctly. We also had some concern due to a whiplash injury she received during the accident, however it appears to only be a grade 1 injury."

"Er… Grade 1 being…. Good?"

"It's the lowest on the scale. It's not considered bad enough to require a cervical collar, however we are prescribing some pain medication as well as some anti-inflammatory drugs to prevent any swelling around the spine. She also appears to be suffering from a minor concussion due to a head injury but again, it's not too serious, she's a little confused and disorientated right now and she's having a little trouble remembering the accident but this should go away on it's own accord within 24 hours."

Phoebe nodded, having trouble taking it all in, "Can we see her?"

"Family only at this point, I'm afraid."

Jeb smiled, "I can take a hint. I'd best be off now anyway, my wife will be wondering where I've got to. I'm just glad Paige is ok."

Phoebe hugged him, "Thank you so much for staying. It really means a lot."

"No problem," Jeb nodded to the pair of them before turning and walking away.

Phoebe turned back to the doctor, "Can I see her now?"

"Follow me."

Piper sat in silence watching passers-by walking along equally lost in their own thoughts as she was in hers. Is that what Phoebe really thought? That somehow in some ridiculous twisted way she thought that Paige was replacing Prue? Did she really know her so little?

She shook her head slowly trying to make sense of things. She didn't hate Paige. She just…

Piper banged her hands on the steering wheel angrily. She shouldn't have to explain herself. Least of all to herself. She already knew how she was feeling. She shouldn't have to sit out here like an outcast.

She glanced back at the hospital entrance having a mental battle with herself. She did want to go back in and see how Paige was but at the same time she was embarrassed at storming out the way she had.

A man walked past the car wheeling an incredibly frail-looking, elderly woman in a wheelchair. The woman looked at Piper as they went past and Piper could see blood in the woman's hair and tear streaks down her face. The two women kept eye contact until the old woman was hidden from sight by the other cars.

Piper sat still for a few seconds in silence then threw the car door open. She slammed it behind her and locked it before hurrying towards the entrance. The woman's face was stuck in her mind reminding her that there was a lot more at stake here than her pride. Anything could be happening right now. Paige could be dying for all she knew while she was sat out here feeling sorry for herself.

As she went through the doors, she glanced about looking for Phoebe but couldn't see her anywhere. Guessing that she'd already been called through, Piper headed to the main desk where two young women where sat chatting about a television programme that had been on the previous evening. When neither of them seemed to acknowledge Piper standing there she rapped her knuckles on the desk impatiently.

The younger of the two turned to Piper and looked her up and down before saying anything, "Can I help you?"

"Yeah. Hi. I'm here to see someone… Er Paige Matthews? She was admitted about an hour or so ago?"

The receptionist chewed noisily on a piece of gum as she tapped a few keys on her keyboard and waited for any results. "Yeah… She's here. Are you family?"

Piper stumbled over her words as she spoke, "Am I…? Yes. Yes, I am…. Yep."

The receptionist looked unconvinced, "Do you have any I.D.?"

"What? Don't be ridiculous! I'm her… sister. Kinda. Half sister."

"I'm going to have to page the doctor…"

Piper let of a groan of frustration and promptly froze the waiting area, "Stupid, gum chewing bimbo!" Brushing a stray piece of hair from her face, she leant over the counter and glanced at the screen, "Room 405, thank you very much!" Unfreezing the room again, she smiled sweetly at the woman sat in front of her, "Thank you for your help!" She turned and walked briskly away leaving the women sat there feeling confused.

"How are you feeling, sweetie?" Phoebe smiled down at her sister who was looking a little worse for wear. She had a line of about 10 stitches going across the top of her forehead where the scalp begins, an ice pack under her neck and a pillow wedged under her left arm. There was some bruising on show where the neck of her hospital gown began, presumably from the force of the seat belt.

"Erm… Just… Tired…. And my shoulder and neck are hurting quite a bit." Paige frowned slightly and ran a hand over her eyes. She felt very tired and groggy, kind of like she was on drugs or something. The doctor had explained that this was due to her concussion and that she'd feel better after some rest.

"Jeb was waiting downstairs for you but he had to go…"

"Jeb?"

"Yeah, the man who travelled in the ambulance with you. Don't you remember?"

Paige closed her eyes, "Demons…."

Phoebe's eyes widened in shock, normally she wouldn't have minded but the doctor was still in the room, writing something on the chart at the bottom of the bed.

He glanced up and smiled, "She's been muttering about demons since she came in. I wouldn't worry though, it's just the concussion making her confused."

Phoebe nodded, "Right. The concussion."

He straightened up and slid his pen into his pocket, "Right, I'm done here. Visiting hours are for another 20 minutes but after that I'm afraid you'll have to go. I'll check on Miss Mathews again tomorrow and let you know when she can go home."

"Can't she come home tonight?"

"Miss Halliwell, I shouldn't have to remind you, your sister was involved in a car accident today. I want to keep her in for now, at least overnight to keep an eye on her. Especially with her concussion. Sometimes it can turn into something more serious. Some symptoms don't develop for twenty four hours. I don't want to take any chances."

"Sorry, you're right, you're right. Of course. Thank you, Doctor."

"No problem," He glanced at his watch, "Right, I have somewhere I need to be. I'll leave you in peace." He smiled at them and backed out of the room.

Phoebe pulled a chair up to the bed, "Paige…"

Paige opened her eyes and glanced over to her, "What?"

"You've been talking about demons?"

Paige frowned, "I don't know…. I could have been."

"Come on, Paige, you know better than that."

"Sorry… but…" Her eyes widened slightly as she remembered and she tried to turn towards slightly, momentarily forgetting about her shoulder until it exploded in pain. She cried out in surprise and discomfort as Phoebe leapt from her seat and tried to help her back into a comfortable position. Gritting her teeth in an attempt to calm herself she managed to gasp out what she'd been about to say, "Demons! They're the ones responsible! They attacked my car!"

Phoebe shushed her, "No, you blew a tyre. Jeb saw it. You're just confused, honey, it's that bang to your head. It's making you think strange things."

"No! Think about it! My job, my flat, the fire, now this! It's too much of a coincidence. You told me yourself, there's no such things as coincidences!"

"You need to calm down, ok? You're not going to do any good getting stressed out. Just get some rest and I'm sure in the morning it'll all seem much clearer."

Paige sighed in defeat and closed her eyes again, too tired to argue. A soft knock on the door made her open her eyes and instinctively turn her head, resulting in another yelp.

Phoebe glanced round at the door and was pleased but surprised to see Piper looking through the glass at them. She stood up and opened the door for her, "Piper! Come in… Come and join our little party." She gestured to the chair and Piper sat down. She perched on the edge of the bed and looked at Piper trying to determine what mood she was in.

Piper took a deep breath, "So, how are you feeling? I didn't get a chance to talk to the doctors so I wasn't sure what to expect."

Paige grimaced, "Nothing too serious, I went and popped my shoulder out it's socket that's all."

Phoebe let out a small laugh, "That's all? Paige, you could have been killed." She turned to Piper, "They're keeping her in overnight because she's got a concussion too."

"Don't forget my whiplash, and various other bumps and bruises." She looked at Piper, "I wasn't expecting to see you…"

Piper struggled desperately to think of a response and was glad when Phoebe spoke for her, "Well, why not? We're family!" As Paige went to say something else, Phoebe quickly spoke again, "Actually we should probably head off. You could do with some peace and quiet. Try to get some sleep okay?" She patted Paige's leg and stood up, ushering Piper towards the door, "I'll be back first thing in the morning." She gave Paige a smile and left the room, shutting the door quietly behind her.

The two sisters walked down the corridor in silence towards the elevator. Piper glanced at Phoebe a couple of times but Phoebe either didn't notice or pretended not to. As they stood waiting for the elevator to reach their level Piper glanced at Phoebe again, "I'm sorry about earlier."

"Are you going to tell me what's going on?"

Piper looked at the floor, "It's just something I need to work through on my own. It's not what you think though. I don't think she's replacing Prue."

Phoebe rubbed her arm comfortingly, "Well, you know… You really need to get through whatever these issues are and start building a relationship with Paige. Before it's too late. Y'know, she didn't even ask where you were when I first went in? It was like she wasn't surprised you weren't there."

Piper didn't say anything. She stepped back as the doors opened and let the few people out who were in there before getting in and pressing the button.

Phoebe glanced over her shoulder and saw that they were alone, "This might just be the ramblings of someone with concussion but Paige thinks her accident may be demonic…"

Piper snorted, "I doubt it somehow."

"Maybe, but you never know. Stranger things have happened."

"If they wanted to kill Paige they could do it a lot easier than making her have a car accident. Plus how would they know it would definitely kill her?"

"Well, maybe they didn't want us to know it was demonic. Or maybe they didn't want to kill her."

"Yeah, the source sends someone after her and tells them to 'rough her up a bit'. Come on, Phoebe."

The elevator doors opened and they stepped out and headed towards the exit.

"Ok, maybe it's a bit far fetched but I think we should keep it in mind."

"Whatever…" Piper pushed the main doors open and walked over to the car. As she slid behind the drivers seat she was hit with a sudden pang of worry and she was half inclined to go back and check on Paige but she brushed it off as the effects of a long day. Once they both had their seatbelts on she started the car and pulled out of the space.

She could feel Phoebe's eyes on her as she drove but refused to return the look, hoping that Phoebe would give up. Eventually though, Phoebe spoke, "You have to admit she's had a lot of bad luck lately."

"So, what? You think there's like a demonic leprechaun running around spreading bad luck? That's ridiculous, even for us."

Phoebe sighed, "Yeah, you're probably right. She's just being paranoid."

"Trust me, Phoebe. It's just the concussion talking."

Down in the underworld, Zoltar stood leaning over an urn which was emitting wafts of green smoke. He spoke to a figure standing behind him, "Well?"

"It worked, my lord. Paige was injured enough to put her in hospital. She's becoming suspicious about her luck though. She's beginning to think it's down to something demonic. However, her sisters are dubious "

"Good. The less they trust her, the further apart they grow. Then I can execute the next part of my plan. Fetch that pathetic sorcerer for me… Oh, and Jebidous…" He turned to face the demon who was still wearing the blue plaid shirt, "Change out of those ridiculous human clothes."

Jebidous bowed low, "Yes, my lord."

As he hurried away, Zoltar smiled to himself. It was all working perfectly.

A/N: Mwahahahaaaa! *ahem* I'm quite proud of that chapter so I hope you enjoyed it. Reviews are welcomed with wiiiide open arms, so feel free to leave me one lol.