Disclaimer: Again as before, I don't own characters, they are merely pawns in my masterpiece (ha!) of fan fiction. I'm not writing this for profit, so don't sue me! Any coincidence in anything else is just that. This takes place before the sisters get their powers and before Phoebe leaves for NYC. BTW I hope you liked the first chapter. I just kind of started with the idea and have been writing it as things come to me. So I hardly have any idea which direction I'm going to take this, I'm just trying to put it together as I go along. Feedback is appreciated.

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Ch.2 - Ooh Baby, Baby It's a Wild World.

"Grams, I'm home!" Prue called as she dropped her book bag at the bottom of the steps to go and get a snack from the kitchen.

Phoebe ran in behind her. She started to dash up the stairs, nearly colliding with Grams, who put her hand over her heart, startled, as she stepped against the wall to avoid the 13 year-old's mad dash for her room. "Phoebe, please! Slow down!" She pleaded.

"Sorry Grams!" Phoebe called as she skidded to a stop in her room "DIBS ON THE PHONE!" she wailed so Prue would hear her and then she shut the door.

"Damnit." Prue muttered as Grams entered the kitchen.

"Prudence." Grams scolded. Prue sat down with her apple.

"Sorry Grams." She apologized. "So." Prue began as Grams began getting things ready for dinner. "How is she?"

"Heartbroken, as usual." Grams said, sullenly. "Those children tortured her, Prudence. You should really stick up for her more often. She needs your help. She is your sister after all."

"What?" Prue asked in shock. "I stick up for her all the time, Grams. I know she's my sister."

"I know that, Prudence," Grams put some seasoning on the counter and turned around. "I'm just saying. . . maybe you should bring her places with you. Not just hang around her long enough to say hello and leave her alone."

"Grams, she doesn't want to hang out with us." Prue explained, "and 'us' most of the time means Andy and me.you know like on a date."

"Prudence-,"

"Grams, it's not my fault that she's scared of talking to anyone. I've tried to help her, but ever since mom died she just doesn't want to be with anyone, how am I supposed to change that?" Prue was almost shouting.

"Prudence Halliwell, don't you dare speak to me that way." Grams ordered. Prue looked down.

"She's not the only one that lost Mom. . . and one of these days she's going to have to get over it." Prue said. "Until then, I don't think she's going to let herself fit in, Grams. She knows she's only hurting herself." Prue took her apple and left. She grabbed her book bag and went up into her room.

"That's what I'm afraid of. . ." Grams said to herself as Prue left. With a sigh she set about making dinner.

Piper lay on her bed. She'd been home most of the day. Prue had taken her to the office where they had called Grams to come and pick her up. After a shower, she spent the rest of the day doing homework and avoiding Grams. She cried until her eyes were puffed and dry. They burned and ached with the absence of tears. When she had seen Prue and Phoebe coming up the street, she'd gone and washed her face. She was calmer now. She just wanted to pretend it didn't happen, much like she always did. She listened for movement. Once she was sure that Phoebe and Prue were both in their rooms, she went downstairs to see if Grams would let her help cook dinner.

"Piper, would you go and get Phoebe and Prue?" Grams asked once everything was ready to be put on the table.

"Sure Grams." Piper put down her potholder and headed up the steps.

"Phoebe," Piper knocked on Phoebe's open door and leaned against the doorway, watching Phoebe dance around the room to a song. She stopped abruptly when she saw Piper watching her.

"What do you want?" Phoebe asked.

"Nothing," Piper said softly, meekly, just like she did at school. "I just wanted to tell you that-,"

"Prue told me what they did to you at school." Phoebe blurted. Piper turned red and looked down.

"S-She did?"

"Ya huh!" Phoebe pulled Piper in the room by her hand. She stood facing her.

"What you have to do," she said making Piper face the mirror and standing behind her. "Is look in the mirror and tell yourself what you wanna say to them! Tell them they suck monkey butts!"

Piper laughed softly. "Monkey butts?"

"Well you could tell them they suck donkey butts-,"

"Phoebe, she doesn't need to insult them, she needs to ignore them and show them she's better then they are." Prue said from the doorway.

"Ignoring people doesn't make them stop hurting you." Phoebe put her hands on her hips.

"Maybe not in 8th grade, but in high school-,"

"Grams said it's time for dinner." Piper ducked out of the room. She was sick and tired of the two of them trying to force her to change the way she acted. She didn't want to be friends with other people. None of those people liked her and she didn't want to put on a false persona so they did. She didn't even know who she was, and she didn't expect anyone else to.

'Standing up for yourself doesn't make your inner self change, Piper.'

"Oh Jesus! Not you again!" Piper instinctively tried to start covering herself as she was in the shower with a soapy head of hair and her eyes clenched shut. Sure she had showered earlier, but she still felt like food was stuck to her. "Can't you let me take a shower in peace! Do you have to watch me all the time Mr. 'I'm Your Guardian Angel'?"

'I can't see you.'

"Oh, so you're supposed to give me a vote of confidence when you have no idea that I'm a freak? Thanks, that's helpful." Piper tried to get the soap out of her eyes and hair.

'You're a natural comedian. You should use that more often. People's actions towards you would change if you spoke up more.'

"Well thank you Ty." Piper rolled her eyes. "There's a difference between a perfect 'Angel' doing something and a human being!"

"Piper, are you okay?" Grams knocked from outside the bathroom door.

"U-Uh yeah Grams." She called back.

"Who are you talking to?" Grams asked, confused.

"Uhh-My. . .Myself!" Piper shouted. "I didn't realize anyone could hear me, Sorry!" "That's alright dear." Grams seemed satisfied with that. "Just don't stay in there too long, you'll shrivel your skin up like a prune!"

"Okay Grams." Piped waited until she thought Grams had left. "Great, thanks. You're supposed to be protecting me, not making everyone think I belong in a nut house!" She hissed.

'You don't need protection from them.'

"Oh, and I supposed you think I'm just going to pick up a razor and dig my vein out of my wrist, don't you?" Piper scoffed. "Well then they better get me an Angel who knows me better then you, because that's not what I'm going to do."

'that's not how you felt this afternoon.'

"Oh, God, I was humiliated, it's not like I'm the only person to ever have thought they didn't' want to live!" Piper sighed, turning the water off and wrapping a towel around herself.

'I wouldn't be talking to you if the thought wasn't present in your mind as often as it is.'

"I wish you'd stop following me around!" Piper hissed as she walked to her room.

"Hold on Andy." Prue whispered, putting the phone away from her mouth to lean back in her chair and look out the door. Piper was walking form the bathroom to her room, talking to herself.

"Reading my thoughts, telling me I'm going to kill myself, ugh! Can't you just leave me alone until I need you, isn't that how a guardian angel works?" She asked, flustered as she shut her door behind her.

Phoebe was now in the hallway listening.

"Andy can I call you back?" Prue asked. "Yes, in a few minutes. . . mmhmm. . . I love you too baby!" She hung up and joined Phoebe in the hallway, listening against Piper's door.

"I think she's gone crazy." Phoebe motioned with her hand as she whispered. Prue put her finger to her lips.

"Shhhh."

'If that's how you want it to work. . . but how am I supposed to believe that you'll call when you need help?'

"Oh, my God. . .I will scream and beg and plead for you, and apologize, grovel, whatever you want, just leave me alone!"

"Who's she talking to?" Prue asked.

"Somebody named Ty." Phoebe said.

'All right. . . I'll leave you alone. But if anything should happened, and you can't call for me. . .'

"What, tell me and go, please?" Piper pleaded, desperate to be alone.

'You won't hear me, but I will be with you through your darkest times.'

"Oh GOD that sounds like such an after school special." Piper sighed. "Anything else?"

'It's a wild world, Piper. Don't' try to survive it on your own, no one's been able to so far. You are a strong young woman, but everyone needs someone. Don't forget, I will be with you.'

"Okay, Ty, I get it, thank you." Piper sighed.

"Piper?" Grams knocked on the door.

"I'm getting changed Grams." She called back.

"Let me know when you're done, I need to talk to you."

"O-Okay Grams." Piper replied. 'This is not good,' she thought.

AN: Again sorry for the typos and I've given up on html as everything I tried and friends have told me to try kept not working, so instead Ty's words are surrounded by ',' instead of normal quotation marks. Thanks for the reviews and all the help!