"Hurry up and eat the rest of your burger," Prue ordered her youngest sister.

"Why? Are we almost there?" Phoebe asked from the back seat.

"No. How many times are you going to ask me that?" Prue responded.

"How many times are you going to say no?" Phoebe responded.

Piper began to giggle. "What's so funny?" Prue asked her sister.

"You deserved that one," Piper laughed.

"You guys are going to drive me crazy and we haven't even parked yet."

"What are you talking about? We haven't even gotten out half way there yet."

"We what!" Phoebe said. "I have been sleeping for hours. What have you guys been doing up there?"

"Ever heard of rush hour?" Prue responded to her sister's anger.

"And why did you want to know if I was done eating yet?"
"Just wondering."

Prue thought back to the two hours that it took Phoebe to decide what she wanted to take with her. She could have packed the night before, but she insisted that she didn't know what she would need to get ready in the morning. Thanks to that decision the girls hadn't been able to leave on schedule and had hit a very bad rush hour.

It didn't matter. The three of them needed a vacation, a real vacation, and something that they hadn't had for a long time. With all of the stress that seemed to intrude their lives as witches, they deserved some time out now and then. And finally their plans hadn't been canceled.

"I can't wait until we get there so I can go and relax," Prue spoke up.

"I don't care about the relaxing, I want to go ride some rides!" Phoebe's childhood excitement grew with every passing minute.

"I'll save the rides for tomorrow. I need a break from life right now, and a queen size bed will do just that."

"So what exactly are you going to do all day while we are at the park?"

"Something relaxing or more interesting at least."

"Whoops," Piper whispered remembering what she had done.

"What do you mean by, 'whoops'?" Prue asked.

"Aren't full size just as good?" Piper tried to make it seem less of a problem.

"Not when you have been expecting a queen size bed for weeks! Besides, if I wanted a full size bed, I would just sleep at home!"

"Well, this way you won't be disappointed in your bed when you get home."

"Speaking of beds, have you guys noticed anything missing or rearranged in your rooms?"

"What are you hinting about?" Prue asked.

"My diary--"

Piper busted out in laughter, "You still keep your diary under you mattress?"

"Why not? Why? Who would think of looking there?"

"Oh--everyone. Why do you ask?"

It's been moved a few times."

"Are you sure you didn't move it?" Piper asked.

"I put it in one place, and it keeps moving to another."

"Well, we have two suspects -- Leo and Cole."

Prue looked back at Phoebe, "My guess is--"

"If you say Cole I'll hit you!"

"Ladies, no fighting! We're on vacation. Let's just worry about it when we get home. Okay."

"Fine," Phoebe decided.

"Fine with me too," Prue answered. "Now, what about my queen size bed?"

"Well, your not getting one," Piper told her sternly.

Phoebe perked up, "Actually this way you'll have a little more money in you pocket when you get home."

"Why didn't you say so," Prue responded.

"What!" Piper couldn't believe her ears.

"Now I'll have the money to buy those boots I've been wanting forever. Won't I."

"Yah, I guess so."

"I'm going back to sleep. Wake me up when we get there, and not a moment sooner. Well, make that about twenty minutes sooner so that I can redo my makeup."

* * *

"Disney Land!" Phoebe yelled from the back seat as they passed the sign at the entrance. "Here I come!" Then they passed the entrance.

"When did you wake up?" Piper asked in shock.

"A few minutes ago."

"Sorry we didn't wake you up, but we both need to touch up our makeup too, so we decided we would stop and get a snack and then go."

"You're going to get a snack in Disney Land already?"

"No we are going to stop at a fast food place or something. Where it is less crowded," Prue explained.

"Why don't we just go to our hotel and check in. It is almost time that we can anyway," Piper realized.

"I guess that I could wait a little longer to see Mickey and Minnie."

"Well since we have your permission now lets go to the hotel. Make a right up here Prue."

"Right here?"

"Yah, right here."

The SUV turned the corner and Phoebe's lap of food ended up on the floor of the once clean car. Phoebe quickly bet over from her seat and began picking up the ice that melting on her sandaled toes.

"I bet that's cold," a sweet voice commented.

"Sure is. I'm glad you're not mad."

"Hmmm. Did you say something?" Prue asked confused. "Oh, Phoebe. Can't you be a little more careful?"

"But--at least Piper is on my--"

"Phoebe! Clean up that mess!"

"Hi Phoebe. You know you should be a little neater. Prue's right."
"What! Who is--"

"Phoebe--are you talking to yourself?"

"No--I thought I was talking to--"

"Not me."

"Not me either."

"Ahhh--Phoebe--I'm hurt. I thought you'd remember me."

"Didn't you guys just hear--"

"All I heard was you talking to yourself," Prue responded.

"Are you telling me that you forgot me?"

Phoebe sat; open mouthed trying to understand what was going on. Why could she hear something that no one else could, and why couldn't she see the person? Who is this person and why does she know my name? Maybe I'm just hearing things. That's it, I'm hearing things.

Phoebe picked up her leg to knock the remaining ice off of her toes. A little jingle from the chain caught her attention. Phoebe had decided that the bracelets were more fashionable on their ankle so they had all made the switch. But it wasn't the fashion of the bracelet that was claiming Phoebe's attention; it was the diamond charm in the middle of it. It no longer resembled a normal diamond. It was now blue and glowing .

"Who?"

"I can't believe that you have forgotten me."

Phoebe reached down and placed her finger over the glowing stone.

Phoebe stood in a room with her sisters. In front of them was a very young version of their mother, and she appeared to be pregnant. It came back to her, Phoebe remember everything that had happened in the alternated timeline, and that included Pamela, Carissa, and Kevin.

"Pamela!"

"Who?" Prue asked.

Phoebe ignored her sister's questions. She had something more important to worry about. Pamela was back.

"Go away! Your not welcome here," Phoebe whispered hoping that her sisters in the front seats wouldn't here her conversation with the invisible person.

"Ah--sister--I'm insulted."

"You should be--and don't call me that."

"Fine. I'll let you have your way this time, but to be surprised if this isn't the last time we meet. Oh, and next time I won't be so nice! Just don't forget that I have the same powers that you do.

"You mean you have visions?"

"No, I mean that I have the heritage that your mother pasted to you."

"What are you sticking around for anyway! Leave!"

"Fine, but don't expect me to so welcoming next time."
"I wish that there was never a first time. Now leave!"

"Why do we need to leave our own car?" Piper asked.

"Actually it's my car, and I'm definitely not leaving," Prue snapped back.

"I wasn't talking to you."

"Then who were you talking to?"

"Ahhh--Just a vision," Phoebe said trying to make up a believable excuse.

"I never knew that you talked to your visions before," Piper responded to her excuse.

"Ah--I guess my powers are expanding."

"Either that or you loosing it!" Piper joked.

Phoebe wished that it was as simple as that, but it wasn't. Still for the time being the Charmed Ones were on vacation and they desperately needed it. What could happen in the next few days anyways?

"How far to the hotel?" Phoebe finally spoke up changing the subject.

"It's right here," Prue declared as she pulled into the drive. "Lets go change and pretend we aren't witches."

"Sounds good to me," Piper commented.

"Sounds great to me," Phoebe corrected her sister. If they only knew how great.

"The Charmed Ones are on the loose!" Piper yelled out the window, ignoring all the people who were already at the hotel.

"We sure are!" Phoebe agreed. "Except this time there's one more of us!"

"I can't wait to get out and stretch," Exclaimed Piper from the front seat.

"Ah--what's that note on the door?"

"I don't know. Let me get out and check." Prue walked over to the hotel to see a sign on the window that read:

Because of rolling brownouts all over town we are sorry to inform you that the hotel is closed until tomorrow. We have been promised by the electric company that all power will be back on by then. I am also sorry to say that there are no other hotels open. If you would like to change your reservation until tomorrow, we will be happy to do so. Please sign the list under this page if you will be back tomorrow.

Sorry for the inconvenience,

The Management.

Prue walked back to the car and delivered the bad news.

"I thought that there were very few cars in the parking lot of Disney land!"

"So why didn't you say so, Piper?"

"Didn't think it mattered, I guess.

Prue put the key in the ignition and started the car. "I guess we should get home."

"Well, there's nothing else to do."

* * *

"Finally!" Phoebe exclaimed as they piled out of the car. The trip home had almost been silent. Phoebe was thinking about their uninvited guest and her warning of coming back. If she did, how would she explain it to her sisters? They would think that she as crazy! "I'll go unlock the door."

Phoebe went up the walk and turned the door to the manor. Prue and Phoebe were shortly behind. They decided that there was no reason to bring their luggage in since they were leaving again the next day, so it didn't take long.

Phoebe turned around to say something to her sisters as she opened the door, but when she saw the expression on their faces she quickly turned back around. The house was a wreck. All the furniture was overturned and the pictures that were once hanging on the wall now covered the floor.

"Guess we had un unexpected visitor while we were gone," Prue decided.

"It seems so," Piper agreed.

"Well, I guess it's time to clean."

The girls walked in and started the cleanup process that was all too familiar.

"On the count of three!" Phoebe exclaimed as they went to put the couch in its normal position.

"No need," Prue exclaim. With a flick of her finger the couch was back in it's designated position.

"Well, we'll leave you to the heavy lifting." Piper and Phoebe went upstairs to see what damage had been done. On the way up the stairs Phoebe reached down to pick up a picture and suddenly a vision appeared.

Her evil sister, Pamela, stood in the living room. She raised her hands straight above her head and a tornado appeared in the room. The furniture flew everywhere and so did the pictures and books.

Phoebe sat down on the stair and wondered how she was going to explain this one. All she knew is that she had to do something, and it had to be dealt with by the Charmed Ones. Of course if I tell them, then I am going to further alter the time line. I need to make something up, and fast.

"What's wrong?" Piper asked concerned?

"Oh, I just got dizzy. Nothing to worry about."

Phoebe and Piper went upstairs and found nothing touched, except that Phoebe's diary had been moved again.

Thank-goodness, Phoebe thought. "I think that I need to lay down, just to make sure that I feel like going to Disney world tomorrow."

"Okay, Phebes. I'll just go help Prue finish up downstairs. Later we can see if Leo or the Book of Shadows knows anything."

"Sounds good."

Piper turned Phoebe's bedroom light off while Phoebe cuddled under her comforter and closed her eyes.

"See you a little later."