Bret slowed down as he recognized Phoebe on the side of the road. He pulled the car up next to her as she kept walking, keeping up with her.

"Hey baby, what ya doin' out here all alone? Come with me back to my place." He said.

"Um, no thanks Bret, I need the fresh air. Thank you anyway." Phoebe said.

"So you're saying no?" Bret asked, raising his voice.

"Yea, I am. I just had a fight with my sisters and I don't need a ride." Phoebe said. At that, Bret stopped his car and got out. He went over to Phoebe and grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her.

"Listen you bitch, if you don't get in this car right n I am going to go and kill your sisters, just like I promised."

"Like hell you will." Prue said from behind him.

"What the..." But before he could get the rest out, he doubled over in pain from Phoebe kneeing him in the croch. He suddenly grabbed Phoebe's foot, and tried to pull her down, but she kicked him in the stomach, then the face before he could. At this