Here's chap.2!

Chapter 2- Recalling

Phoebe recalled the horrible story in her mind from the very beginning. Early this morning, she took the paper that featured the San Francisco General Hospital. She had a premonition in which she saw the building collapse. Then, she found out that Piper left early for a yearly examination there. Phoebe, on the other hand, dressed up quickly and hailed a cab, but, unfortunately, the taxi she was riding had a flat tire and the driver had no spare. In addition, there were no more cabs available so she had to take the bus. It was caught up in a traffic and Phoebe had no choice but to RUN. She ran as fast as she could, but when she got there, crumples of stones, some of the wrecked hospital appliances, sirens of the ambulances and police greeted her. Then she saw Piper, laid in a stretcher looking so pained and crushed. Blood trickled down from her forehead and her arm looked badly hurt. She was pale and her loose baby blue dress stick at her body like a leech, full of sweat. She never saw Piper carrying so much pain. Phoebe wished that she was in older sister's place. [After all, it was my fault.] She angrily wiped away the tear that was falling.

"Pheebs?" Prue asked, snapping Phoebe out of her thoughts.

"Huh? Oh right." Phoebe told the whole story, still shaking.

"Now, I feel it's all my fault and Piper's suffering because of my foolishness," she wailed.

"Oh, Phoebe. No, it's not your fault, you tried your very best to get there in time. It has nothing to do with you."

All Phoebe wanted was a comforting hug from Prue.

[Why am I like this? I'm acting like a child. I'm supposed to be the determined one, right? It's Piper who's like this. Maybe it's because it's really my fault.] Phoebe thought.

Sorry guys.I know this is short but I'll come up with a longer chapter next time. Reviews!