(Downstairs) Paige: Is anyone else worried about Nicea?

Piper: No, I'm sure she'll be fine

Phoebe: I'm not so sure I have a feeling that what she's going through is much worse then we could possible imagine. (A/N this is set before Phoebe is an empathy)

Piper: What's so hard to imagine? We fight demons everyday

Paige: Well I'm going to go check on her. (Paige goes upstairs and knocks on the bathroom door) (No answer) (Knocks again) Nicea?! (Still no answer) Sorry (orbs in sees Nicea weak, dilated eyes, and blood dripping down her arm) Leo!!!!, Phoebe, Piper!!!!

(Piper and Phoebe come upstairs)

Piper: (about ready to be sick) Oh god ...

Phoebe: Oh sweetie (grabs a towel wraps around Nicea's wrist and applies pressure)

Piper: Where's Leo? LEOOOO! Damnit! There's an innocent about ready to die and you're up there with the elders!

(Leo orbs in) Leo: (clueless as usual) Hey what's up?

Piper: I dunno maybe a little girl is bleeding to death.

Leo: Oh, you know I can't heal self inflicted injuries, why not take her to the hospital?

Piper: Because, she's a witch, and I don't think she knows how to control her powers, or what they are.

Leo: How do you know?

Piper: She didn't freeze, Look don't argue with me heal her

(heals Nicea)

Piper: Someone should stay with her.

Phoebe: You know she really does need to go to the hospital

Piper: No she doesn't she's fine

Paige: I think I agree with Phoebe, although it could be something magical

Piper: Well, Paige you use to be a Social Worker why don't you try talking with her, and me and Phoebe look in the Book.

Phoebe: Ok and if we can't find anything wrong supernaturally, we're taking her to the hospital.

(Paige is left alone with Nicea) Nicea: (sheepishly) You can say something, I'm not going to attack you

Voice: (A/N only Nicea can hear the voice) Sure you are, because you're weak and I can control you.

Paige: I didn't think you were, but I didn't think you felt like talking

Voice: Why don't you go ahead slit her throat you know you want to, you've always wanted to, if you don't you know you'll regret

Nicea: Shut the hell up!

Paige: (Concered and confused) Why don't you tell someone what's bothering you instead of just letting it consume you.

Nicea: Because it's not that simple.

Paige: It might not be, but how will you ever know if you never try

Nicea: I just do.

Paige: I know you grew up in a broken family, but that's no reason to slit your wrist

Nicea: I didn't!

Paige: Then who did?

Nicea: (Annoyed) No one!

Paige: Well it has to be someone, cuts like that just don't magically appear.

Nicea: (Angrily) I hate you (lunges at Paige)