A/N – Thanks to all who reviewed Chapter one: Barbas, psychokitty3, tvspaz626, and Shann51. I'm glad you all enjoyed the first chapter! I hope Chapter two is as good! Lol. Enjoy and please review!!

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Piper's eyes widened, then narrowed and she frowned. "Phoebe, what did you see? What do you mean?"

Phoebe licked her dry lips, eyes filled with worry and concern. "I saw . . . I saw someone stalking you."

"You saw someone stalking me?" Piper asked in disbelief.

"Well, more felt it than saw it. Someone's trailing you, Piper. And then I saw . . ." Phoebe hesitated, the images haunting her. She shuddered at the memory of it and dreaded repeating what she had seen.

"What? Phoebe, tell me what you saw!" Piper was now shaking with fear, hands in such tight fists that her knuckles were white.

"I saw someone killing you," Phoebe said, her voice hoarse and barely a whisper.

Piper felt as if a hand had clamped itself over her heart. "W-was it t-the-"she paused, clearing her throat. "Was it the same person who's stalking me?"

"I don't know. I didn't really see who was stalking you. And all I saw of you're k-killer was the back of her head."

"Her head?" Piper asked, confused.

Phoebe nodded. "It was a girl. I couldn't see much, though. All I saw was her kneeling beside you. You'd been stabbed, the knife was on the floor beside her and she had blood on her hands."

"Did you see what she looked like?' Piper asked, drawing in ragged breaths of air and trying to steady her shaking hands.

Phoebe shook her head sadly.

"Was it . . . was she a demon?" Piper questioned.

"I couldn't tell. I'm so sorry, Piper," Phoebe replied regretfully, nervously twirling a strand of blonde hair between her fingers. She couldn't even look Piper in the eyes anymore.

"Did you at least see where it happened?" Piper persisted. She tried to lift her coffee cup so she could sip it because her throat was dry as sandpaper but her hands shook too badly and she had to place it down again.

Phoebe stared silently at Piper. She didn't even have to say it for Piper to know that she hadn't seen the location. "It seemed familiar, but I can't place it and it was dark."

Piper stood quickly. She went to the sink and poured the coffee down the drain and set the cup down, then went to the hooks where they kept keys and grabbed down the keys to her Jeep. "I have to go to work. I need to take some inventory and set up for tonight. I have a new, unknown band coming to play and I need to make sure everything is perfect."

"Are you sure it's safe to go? What about my vision?" Phoebe asked, suddenly tense and alert.

"I doubt it happens at P3," Piper said, trying to reassure herself more than Phoebe. "Besides, P3 isn't dark. I'll be careful, I promise. And Leo's only an orb away if I need him. Don't worry so much." She forced a smile and gave Phoebe a quick hug before making her way to and out the front door and back to P3.

Piper parked in her usual spot and got out. She locked the car and went down to the door, alert and watching for every unusual movement. She strained her hearing for any unusual noises. Quickly, she unlocked the door, stepped inside, and relocked it. She stepped down the steps and immediately felt safe. She walked to her office and sat down at her desk, taking slow, deep breaths. Absentmindedly, she glanced down and saw that the desk drawer was open a crack. She frowned and opened it all the way, scanning to see if anything was lost.

She saw that something was gone.

A bare space in the very back told her that the spare key to the front door of the club was gone, which meant someone had stolen it. Which also meant that someone had been in the club with her the previous night. Shivering, she slammed the drawer shut and ran out to the main part of the club. Whoever had snuck in and stolen the key now had a way into her club twenty-four/seven, whenever they pleased. With a great deal of dread, she remembered Phoebe's premonition and made her way to the counter to get the phone and call home when the lights flickered and went out, bathing her in darkness.

A loud noise startled her and she spun around but without the lights on, she couldn't see what was going on. She turned and kept walking, edging along in the direction she hoped would lead her to the bar and the phone. Her heart pounded wildly. She put her hands out in front of her and felt the bar stool. She sighed in relief and was about to walk behind the bar when someone grabbed her from behind and threw her to the floor. She let out a shriek of fright and scuttled backward. The person grabbed her again and pulled her up from the floor. She caught her attackers face, but only barely – a bald man with a facial hair and tattoos on his forehead.

The man grinned at her, showing off several gold teeth. "Witch," he whispered roughly. He held his hand out and an athame appeared in it. Piper gasped and tried to wriggle free, but couldn't. The man – a warlock, she realized with dread – stabbed her in the gut. Piper gasped, eyes going wide with pain and shock. Roughly, he wrenched the knife from her body and let her go. She fell to the floor in a motionless heap, shaking and gasping. He dropped the bloody athame beside her and blinked out of the room.

Despite the blinding white-hot pain, Piper heard a second set of footsteps approaching her. Panic seized her entire body and she went stiff. If another warlock attacked her, she wouldn't survive. Already she knew she was loosing a lot of blood and nearing an unconscious state.

The footsteps were now beside her. A young girl – Piper couldn't tell what she looked like because of the dark and the searing pain in her gut– knelt beside her. She picked up the athame and examined it, the blood getting on her hands. She set it back down and turned back to Piper.

"Shh, it's alright. You'll be okay. Just hold still," the girl told Piper in a reassuring voice. She placed her hand over Piper's wound and a golden glow emanated from it.

Piper gasped, unable to contain her shock and surprise as the girl healed her! Once healed, the girl backed into the shadows and Piper stood, squinting and trying to see who the girl was.

"You're okay now. I'll get the lights back on for you on my way out," the girl said soothingly.

"Who are you?" Piper asked, stepping forward. She could hear the girl taking two steps back.

"That isn't your concern right now. You need to go home and look up that warlock in your Book of Shadows. He's very powerful and you and your sisters need to vanquish him," the girl replied, her tone urgent.

"How do you know so much about me and my sisters?" Piper asked, only half surprised. Many people knew about the Charmed Ones. But silence answered her. In minutes, the lights were back on. Piper blinked, trying to readjust to the brightness of them. Quickly, she rushed up the steps and out of the club, making sure to lock it behind her. She jumped in her car and began to drive home at a recklessly fast speed.

At a red light, she pulled out her cell phone and called home.

"Phoebe," Piper said sharply when she heard her younger sister's voice. "Call Prue. She needs to come home now! I'm on my way." She listened. "I don't care how important the shoot is. You're vision came true, only it wasn't what you think. So just get her home." She hung up and floored it when the light turned green.

It took Piper half as long as usual to get home. She raced inside and found Phoebe pacing the living room.

"What's going on?" Phoebe asked, looking extremely worried.

"Wait until Prue gets here," Piper replied, pacing.

Prue arrived home a few minutes later. She let the door slam and walked into the living room. "This better be important. That was one hell of an important shoot."

Piper quickly told Prue about Phoebe's vision and then proceeded to explain to both of them the events that had occurred at the club. When she finished, both sisters seemed baffled, staring at her silently.

"I wonder who she is," Prue finally said, breaking the silence.

Phoebe shook her head. "Our innocent I guess? I mean, she's the one I saw in my premonition, only she was helping Piper, not harming her as I had thought."

"Let's go to the attic. We need to find out who this warlock is. Maybe that will help us find out who the girl is," Piper said.

Together, they traipsed up to the attic.