A/N: Okay . . . chapter two. Three hasn't been written yet because I've only got one review for chapter one. And that sucks. Am I to believe that only one person read my fic? So here's the deal. I know I've said before that I won't keep posting if I don't get reviews, but that didn't work. So this time . . . If I don't get some reviews, I'm going to stop posting chapters. I have 5 fics [ maybe 6 ] in the works and it would be a shame to just stop, but I will. I might even delete some of the stories of fanfic, like "A Life Saved, A Destiny Changed" and "Magic Through the Ages" and even this one. Bottom line?: Review or I will stop posting chapters and I will delete some off the fics of fanfic.

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Phoebe convinced Katrina to have some soup and take a bath. She then went to the attic and rummaged through the boxes. It took ages, but she found some of Prue's old clothes when she was little and took them down to her room where Katrina would be sleeping. She helped her change into the pajamas and tucked her into bed.

"I want my mommy. When will she come back?" Katrina asked with a puppy pout, a look of loneliness lingering in her sky blue eyes.

"I don't know, sweetie," Phoebe replied, brushing stray blonde hair from the little girls face. "But you're safe here, okay? Nothing can hurt you as long as you're in this house with my sisters and I. I promise."

Katrina nodded, still looking sad and lonely.

"You know what?" Phoebe stood and went to her closet. She opened the door and looked around inside. It only took a minute to find what she was looking for. She went back to Katrina and held out a very old, very tattered stuffed brown dog. "This was my favorite stuffed animal when I was your age."

Hesitating at first, Katrina took the stuffed dog and held it tightly and close.

Phoebe kissed Katrina on the forehead. "My sisters and I will be downstairs if you need us. Just scream and we'll be here faster than you can blink. Sleep well." She walked to the door, shut the light, and left, closing the door halfway.

Downstairs, Piper and Paige were sitting on the couch talking. When Phoebe came in, they stopped.

"Hey. How's she doing?" Piper asked.

Phoebe shrugged. "Okay but she wants her mom. She won't stop asking for her and we can't keep lying to her."

"We have to for now. What Marianna told us was major, way too much for an eight year old to deal with," Paige said.

"Yeah." Phoebe sat down across from them. "So, what were you guys talking about?"

"Leo," Piper replied. "We can't imagine why he didn't want Katrina to stay here, why They wouldn't want her here."

"Unless Marianna didn't tell us everything," Paige added.

"Well, nothing we can do about it now. Katrina has nowhere else to go and I promised her she'd be safe as long as she was with us. We can't just dump her at an orphanage," Phoebe told them.

"We know that. Besides, you got that vision of Marianna for a reason. We're supposed to be watching over Katrina for now," Piper said with a slight sigh. "I just don't know what we can do to help her."

Phoebe was about to reply when Leo orbed in.

"Hi," Piper greeted, her tone slightly agitated. "Come to tell us we have to throw an innocent little girl onto the street again?"

"No. Come to tell you that she can't stay here," Leo replied, crossing his arms. "The Elders told me-"

"Do I need to repeat myself? Screw the Elders. Phoebe got that vision for a reason. We're supposed to take care of Katrina and that's that," Piper interrupted him.

Paige nodded. "Besides, you don't know what Marianna told us. Not even the Elders could know what she told us unless they know what she was."

"They did know . . . do know. And they told me, too. They also told me something that Marianna probably didn't mention. I'm sure she didn't tell you-"

A high, shrill scream of "PHOEBE HELP!" made Leo cut off.

"Katrina," Phoebe whispered, standing quickly and running to the steps and up to the second floor. She could hear her sisters following behind her, but they hadn't even reached the steps yet and she was already pushing her door open.

Katrina shrieked again, kicking at an ugly demon – one identical to the one that killed Marianna – holding her around the middle.

"Phoebe help!" Katrina cried, tears flowing down her face.

"Let her go!" Phoebe cried, running at the demon and levitating, kicking him in the face. The demon roared and swiped at her, sending her backwards. She hit the wall and blacked out.

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"Phoebe, wake up. Phoebe . . . honey, wake up."

Phoebe groaned, her eyes slowly opening. She was still slumped on the ground. Her sisters and Leo were standing around her, each looking very concerned.

"Katrina . . . where's Katrina? That demon-"

"He took her, Phoebe. I'm sorry," Paige mumbled.

Phoebe shook her head, standing so abruptly, her sisters and brother- in-law jumped back. "No. He-she . . . I promised her she was safe here! I promised her that as long as we were around, she'd be okay!"

"There's nothing more you could have done, Phoebe," Piper said soothingly.

"I could have done more!" Phoebe insisted. She had a pained expression. "I could have saved her from that demon. I let her down."