A/N- Hey ever1. Hope you all had a great holidays. I can't exactly tell you what this is going to be about, because i'm not quite sure myself. If anyone has any idea's after reading it, please feel free to let me know. Thanks... enjoy.

729-9927. Nothing more, nothing less, just those seven numbers on a little piece of green paper. Phoebe stared at it all throughout the long walk back to the Manor, as if trying (and failing) to uncover something else that couldn't be seen at a first glimpse. Nothing appeared, but those seven numbers became clearer than ever as she neared her home. Becoming frustrated she stopped, leaning against a pole. She closed her eyes and gripped the paper tighter than she had been holding it before. The paper threatened to tear as it crumpled in her grasp. Her forehead wrinkled, her eyebrows coming down almost over her eyes.

She was trying to get a premonition, one more thing that revealed nothing to her the longer she stood concentrating. It maddened her that she could not use that power whenever she needed it. Levitation was her only active power, and it wasn't even as good as blowing demons up, or freezing them or even hurdling them against walls. Phoebe shook her head and resumed walking. She looked down once more at the paper, and seeing nothing new on its surface, stuffed it into the pocket of her jeans.

Suddenly her back pocket began vibrating, and she jumped, not used to the feeling of the cell phone. Immediately following the vibrate her Love Spit Love ring tone came on, and she quickly pulled it out of her pocket. Glancing at the screen, not entirely focused, she saw that it was Prue, calling from her cell phone. She was supposed to be at work, shooting some pictures of some famous person that Phoebe had never heard about. After a quick debate with herself she decided not to answer it and hung it up, promptly turning it off. She stuck it back into her back pocket and continued her walk to the Victorian Manor.

As she rounded the corner it came into view, and she marveled at its simple beauty. Though maybe not glamorous or even extremely large it still had an air of importance and structure to it that was slightly intimidating yet calming at the same time. Phoebe walked up the concrete path, between the two grass patches and past the flowerbeds, and fumbled for her keys. As she inserted them into the door and handle turned, and she stepped back surprised.

"Phoebe. Where have you been? Prue has been calling your cell phone; it would really help it you kept it on. The whole reason for getting you one was so that we could contact each other if there were any emergencies."

"Is there an emergency?" Phoebe said, leisurely hanging her jacket on the side table to the left of the door. Piper closed the door behind her, following her into the spacious living room where Prue was already seated. Andy was next to her, both of then looking extremely grave and worried.

"Aren't you supposed to be at a photo shoot?" Phoebe asked, sitting down on the couch directly opposite of the couple. "Hi Andy."

"Yes, but it was cancelled. Want to know why?" Andy nodded at Phoebe as Prue spoke up.

"Not particularly, but I'm going to guess you'll tell me anyway." Phoebe said, looking around the room, still not greatly focused. She was still thinking about those seven numbers.

"He disappeared."

"Who disappeared?" Phoebe asked, still bored. Piper's eyebrows creased and she glanced at Prue.

"Seth Jaxom." Prue said, as if stating the obvious. Phoebe looked at her, her eyebrows shot up, her lips tightened, and she shook her head, indicating that she had no idea who Prue was talking about.

"He's an actor. He's been in so many movies; I can't believe you haven't heard of him Phoebe."

Phoebe kept her face.

"Don't worry, I've never heard of the guy either", Andy said to Phoebe.

"You're crazy, the both of you." Prue said, looking at Andy but talking to her sister.

"So he's missing. That's not a job for a witch, that's a job for the police." She said, looking at Andy.

"We have to help. He's not just an actor."

"Let me guess, he's a witch whom we're going to need to vanquish some great evil."

"How do you figure?"

"It's so cliché, and it's always what happens. What do we need him for?"

"He is a witch, but he doesn't know it. He was using his powers all around the set, and he wasn't even aware of it. I don't know what his problem is, but we have to find him and help him."

"How old is this guy?"

"Twenty-seven. Just in your range Pheebs." Piper joked, but nobody seemed to take it. "Haha then."

Phoebe attempted a smile, but Piper could she was putting on a brave face. Something had happened to her while she was out. Piper wasn't going to pry, she knew that Phoebe needed her privacy just as much as the next person, but Phoebe has to snap our of it.

"Why don't you scry?"

"I tried, but the only place that kept coming up was the manor. I don't know what's wrong with it."

"All right then. It looks like the Halliwells…" she paused and looked at Andy. "… and the Truduo have a new case to solve. Let's get cracking." Phoebe got up off the couch unenthusiastically and walked up the stairs leading to the attic.

"What's up with her?" Piper asked when she was out of ear shot.

"I don't know." Prue responded. "But whatever it is she better get over it fast, because we don't have time to deal with it. Andy and I are going to go down the station and try to see if Darryl got any more information. I'll call you guys later. Make sure Phoebe doesn't bail on us… alright?"

"Alright, I guess I'll talk to you later."

"Thank's for your help." Andy said to Piper as they got up.

"No problem, we can't very will ignore now… can we?"

"Yeah, well this is going to look great on my record." Andy smiled.

"Unless it turns out to be another unsolved case with our names on it." Prue joked back. Prue and Andy walked out the door. Leaving Piper to deal with Phoebe.

"Piper! Are you coming."

"Yeah… hang on!" Piper sighed. This was going to be a long day.