Author notes: Hey there.Here is my first but hopfully not last Charmed fic. Some of yoy who visit the WWC charmed boards may have read this in the fan fiction section.

This fic is set in season 3 not long after 'just harried'

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Heart & Soul

Piper sat in the kitchen of the Halliwell manor thinking about how she was going to kill Leo the next time he orbed his butt into the house. He'd been away on assingment for the past three weeks and the separation was killing her. She missed him so much. She had been up since 7:30 am thinking about him. What little sleep she had got was wrestless and hadn't done her any good. She understood that Leo had other charges to take care of but she felt that 'they' were constantly testing her. Probably to see if she depended on Leo to function. If the relationship between them got in the way of either of their commitments to the greater good, well Piper dreaded to think about that. It didn't matter if her and Leo were married to the elders as lond as their precious Charmed Ones got things done.

It was just then that a tired looking Prue walked in. Obiviously she hadn't had any coffee yet. Piper gave Prue a weak smile. It was all she could manage.

Prue looked at het younger sister and gave Piper a reassuring smile back. Prue knew that Piper was the one who resented being a witch the most. Granted all three of the sister's had at one point in time resented, even hated being a witch. For Prue the moment that stood out strong in her mind was when Andy had been taken from her. Prue hated the fact that with all the power she possessed she couldn't do anything to save Andy. It had taken her a long time to get over that and even now she knew deep down that she still hadn't fully got over it.

Prue walked towards Piper and took a seat opposite her. She looked Piper over, her blues eyes searching for and appropriate time to speak.

Suprisingly Prue was not the first one to speak. Just as she opened her mouth to say something Piper spoke up.

"What," She asked Prue.

"I was going to ask you the same, but as in what's up," Prue stated.

"Nothing," Piper said.

"Don't act all Phoebe on me, I know you. There's something bothering you. Now please tell me what it is."

"I don't wanna talk about it Prue, so just leave it," Piper told Prue.

Prue was going to say something but Piper stopped her, she held up her hand in a stop motion.

"Don't, I said leave it," Piper told her sternly.

They sat in silence . Piper occasionally sipping her coffee which was now going cold and Prue who was looking out at the wall behind her sister. bother were trying not to make eye contact.

"Well, aren't we all morbid," Phoebe commented as she entered the kitchen. Piper and Prue gave a slight jump as the youngest Halliwell announced her precence. They both followed her with their gaze as she crossed the kitchen to them.

"What do you mean," Prue quizzed.

" Oh just that I walk in here at half nine in the morning and there's total silence. You'd think someone had died," Phoebe told them.

The two older Halliwell sisters just looked at her.

"Well are you going to tell me why you two aren't talking to each other," Phoebe asked.

"I don't know Pheebs, Piper told me to leave it," Prue said while looking at Piper.

"And I meant it," Piper said as she pointed her finger at her sisters and left the room. A few moments later teh TV could be heard from the living room.

"Prue what happened," Phoebe asked.

"I just asked her what was wrong and when----"

"And when she wouldn't tell you, you gave her the Spanish Inquisition."

"Um yeah...I guess I sorta did," Prue mumbled.

"Prue, sweetie. You don't give your sister the third degree at 9:30 in the morning," Phoebe said softly.

"I blew it didn't I," Prue said as she cast her eyes downwards.

"Yeah you did honey," Phoebe said as she gathered Prue in a hug. "It's not your fault though. You were just being you and I understand that. I'm sure Piper knows that too," Phoebe said to her sister. Reassuring her as she stroked Prue's raven hair.

"I suppose I should go appoligise, huh?" Prue asked.

"Yeah, yeah you should," said Phoebe.

Prue looked at her little sister and smiled. It was weird to be taking advice from her youngest sister but in a way it settled her. To know that she could rely on Phoebe for advice when she needed it most even if it was only to tell her to make up with Piper.

Prue entered the living room, her gaze immediately feel upon Piper. Her sister was boring a hole into the TV screen but it was clear to Prue that Piper wasn't really watching what was on. She became aware that Phoebe had entered the room and was standing behind her. She glanced at her little sister and Phoebe motioned with her right hand towards Piper. Prue took in a breath then headed over to the couch where Piper was sitting.

"Piper," She said gingerly.

"Prue don't start again," Piper stated.

Prue knelt down beside her sister so taht she was eye level with her. "Look I'm not going to quiz you again. I'm only worried about you."

"I know, I know. I just need you grilling me right now."

"Sweetie, I understand. I just wish you'd tell me what was wrong," said Prue as she stroked Piper's hair.

"I bet I know what's wrong."

Prue and Piper looked up as Phoebe spoke. Piper could sense what was coming.

"It begins with an L and ends in an O."

"Phoebe," Prue glared at teh younger girl, annoyed at her bluntness.

"No, she's right. He's been away for 3 weeks with no word and I'm worried about him. He never tells us what he does while he's 'up there'," As she said this she gestured with her hands to the celing.

"Don't worry sweetie we'll get it out of him at soem point," Prue joked as she hugged Piper.

"The only problem is that we would have to stop him from orbing away," Piper finished.

All three of them smiled at each other.

"Hey, why don't we have a normal day. Just us sisters with no demons or warlocks to bother us," Piper suggested.

"That'd be---," Prue started but she was cut off by Phoebe in mid sentence.

" No, I don't think so, trouble always finds us," Both Piper and Prue looked at their little sister, confused looks on their faces.

"Phoebe," Piper questioned.

"No, look," Phoebe said as she turned up the volume on the TV with the remote.

There was a newscast on. The scene was horrific. Police everywhere trying to hold back the crowd. It was then that an ambulance crew came out from the appartment building wheeling a stretcher with them. On the stretcher was a body bag which was concealing the corpse from the prying eyes of teh crowd. The newscaster spoke up again and all three sisters listened intently.

"The body of the woman who has been identified as 32 year old Tracy Marshell was found by police earlt this morning. It seems as if all the blood from her body has been drained but inspecters are still baffeled as to why. But believe it may having something to do with the occult as ritualistic itmes were also found in the apartment. This has been the 4th woman found in this condition in the past two weeks. Police fear---"

The TV went quiet as Piper turned it off. "Oh I've heard enough," She said as she switched her gaze between Phoebe and Prue.

"What I'm just sick of hearing about death and destruction. Can't it leave us alone and bother someone else for once," Piper said in frustration.

"You don't mean that," Phoebe said.

"Yeah you'd hate for an inocent to suffer before we could do anything," Prue added.

"I know, lets just go look in the Book of Shadows for this blood sucking thingy," Piper said as she got up and headed for the staircase, Prue and Phoebe not far behind.

Piper was almost at the top of the stairs when a cry from Phoebe made her stop suddenly. She looked back down and saw that Phoebe was doubled over, her hand on the steps to stop herself from falling. Prue was at her side leaning over her slightly and clutching onto the younger girl's side. Her sister was obviously having a premomition but the question on Piper's mind was 'what of'.

The images barelled through Phoebe's mind like a freit train. What she saw made her blood run cold and terrified her to the core. She wanted them to stop but they wouldn't until 'they' had finished giving her the message. She was faintly aware of Prue holding onto her and she could sense Piper further up the stairs. Eventually the onslaught stopped and Phoebe opened her eyes to find both her sisters looking at her, worried expressions on their faces. Warm tears ran down her face as she twisted her body into a sitting position on the stairs.

Prue was the first one to break the silence. "What did you see," She aksed her distressed sister.

Phoebe tried to answer but the words wouldn't come out of her mouth. She was till in shock over what she saw.

"Phoebe." This time it was Piper who got her attention. She tried to speak again but all that happned was her lips moved, making her look like a goldfish.

"Phoebe, look at me," Prue said as she put her hands on her sister's shoulders. Prue wasn't liking this one bit. Whatever Phoebe saw had really spooked her. "What did you see." This time Prue spoke soft and direct to her sister in the hope of getting a response.

"I saw...I-I saw P-Piper being attcked by that thing from the newscast. She... she was killed. It killed her." Phoebe managed to get out between sobs.

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Author notes: the next part should be up soo. Review plz

X-Moonchik