Chapter 2

Prue and Piper were filled with anger, Prue tried to support Phoebe so couldn't respond to John's actions. Piper automatically went to her younger sister's side but when she saw her baby sister lying in Prue's arms, when she saw that guy hit her with enough force to send her semi – conscious Piper lost it. She turned to see him walking to wards the door; she attempted to go after him but when she started to get up she felt the hand of her youngest sister grab her arm and pull her back a little. "Leave it Piper!" she ordered weakly. Piper knew Phoebe was right so she turned her attention back to her baby sister who lay in Prue's arms shook up, hurt and helpless.

Prue helped a very unsteady Phoebe over to the sofa and, with the help of Piper got her seated. Piper walked into the kitchen, and Prue knelt in front of Phoebe who was now able to focus her vision, "Are you okay Pheebs?" asked a concerned older sister.

Phoebe smiled faintly and nodded her head, "Prue I'll be fine. I promise. He's done a lot worse than that. At least I'm still conscious this time. Just give me a minuet."

Prue wanted to question Phoebe ask her what was going on, who that guy was. Her sisterly instinct was telling her to ask all, these, question, to do what ever was necessary to protect her baby sister, but in the weeks that Phoebe had came back to the manor Prue started to understand she was not only Phoebe's sister any more, there was not only a sisterly bond, there was also a magical bond and along with this magical bond a friendship had developed. No matter how much Prue wanted to play sister and take revenge she knew that Phoebe needed a friend right now.

Piper walked in from the kitchen holding an Ice pack in one hand and in the other she held a glass of water. She, like Prue also wanted to find out what the hell just happened out there but if she learned one thing in all the years of been the middle sister it was to let her sister, be it the oldest or youngest to talk in there own time, if either were pressured or pushed, then in most cases they would close up and would hold everything in.

Phoebe was coming back around now, her head, although shook up was starting to regain its focus and her body regain its balance. She held an ice pack to the side of her face in order to reduce the swelling and bruising.

Piper was sat on the coffee table in front of her and Prue on the sofa next to her, the both looked at her with concerned, confused questioning eyes. And they had every right to be afraid, concerned and confuse for less than an hour ago they just witnessed a verbal attack between their baby sister and an unknown guy who just pushed his way into the manor, before he punched her in the face, sending her hurdling into the arms of the oldest Haliwell. They had every right to be concerned, confused hell even angry, Phoebe knew if she was one of them then she would feel all of these range of emotions and want an answer, they had every right for one, but Phoebe really didn't feel up to it, not yet anyway. Firstly she didn't know how to explain it, and secondly it hadn't fully sunk in yet.

"Do you mind if we do question time later I'm not up to it. I'm sorry guys it's just...not now okay." Phoebe said, "I just need to..." she took a deep breath and closed her eyes, Piper threw Prue a concerned look and then looked back at Phoebe.