"No he's not, Phoebe. I am not going to let that son-of-a-bitch near you."Prue said. Phoebe didn't reply. At that time, the phone rang again and prue went over and answered it, there was no no one there. As she was going back over to sit down it rang again, again no answer. She was frusturated and went back over to sit down when it rang again. She went over picked up the phone and said, "Listen you son-of-a-bitch! If you don't..... Oh, hello inspector, I am sorry about that I thought it was Bret again...yea, uh huh, ok, well, thankyou...yea, ok, bye."

"Smooth Prue, real smooth. Cussing out the inspector is really going to make him work harder to catch Bret." Piper said.

"Piper, I thought it was Bret. Anyway, the inspector said he has the most amount of men out that he can searching for Bret." Prue said.

"Good." Piper replied. There was silence and everyone just sat still. Then Piper broke the silence by saying, "How bout I go and make us something to eat. Phoebe you haven't eaten all day."

"I'm not hungry." Phoebe said.

"Ok, I'll make some food incase you get hungry later, ok?" Piper asked. Phoebe nodded her head.

The phone rang constantly for 3 hours. Then it stopped.

"Ok, I have to go the the store to pick some things up. Will you two be ok while I am gone?" Piper asked.

"Yea, we'll be fine." Prue said. Phoebe nodded in agreement.

"Ok, I'll get back as soon as I can." Piper said and she left for the store. Right after that, Prue fell asleep on the couch and Phoebe was watching TV. Then, the phone rang. Phoebe looked to Prue, still sleeping, and decided to answer it in case it was an emergency.

"Hello?" Phoebe said.
"Hello my darling. I won't take up too much of your time. I have a proposition for you. If you start going out with me again, I won't come to your house and give your sisters a slow and painful death right before your eyes. Meet me a week from today, next Tuesday, at The Golden Swan at 8:00 pm. Don't tell your sisters, the police, or anyone that you are meeting me. I will know if you tell anyone. If you don't show, I'll assume that you don't want to take me up on this and I will kill your sisters. After a while, you can tell them about me, but you must tell them you forgive me and love me. Understood?"

"Ye, ye, yes." Phoebe said.

"Good. Until Tuesday, my love." Bret said, then he hung up the phone.