Chapter 8

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"Will. You. Just. Relax!"

"How am I supposed to relax? My sisters are out there hunting a dangerous upper level demon and I'm not there to help them!"

"You're a whitelighter now. You need to concentrate on being there if they need you, not getting in on the action. Whitelighters are supposed to be pacifists. I came here specifically to train you and you aren't listening to me!"

"The only reason you came here was to have an excuse to see Piper and you know it, Leo."

Leo sighed. It was true, after all. Piper and Phoebe had asked him to come down and help Prue adjust to being a whitelighter because she had been tagging along on missions all week. However powerful she was as a witch, she needed to learn how to be a whitelighter. It was not in her personality to just sit back and watch. She was getting in their way and had almost gotten them hurt several times because of it. Prue didn't know this, of course. The only reason Leo had agreed to the training was for the chance to get to see his family. He missed them very much. However short, this gave him an excuse to see them.

"It doesn't matter why I'm here. What's important is you need to learn how to properly protect your charges. Now concentrate on sensing them. Take deep breaths, in and out, focus," his voice began to fade out of Prue's mind.

"I can hear them. I can hear Piper and Phoebe! They're in trouble Leo! I have to go," Prue began to orb away but Leo grabbed her arm and prevented her from leaving.

"It's important to learn to sit it out. They're in more danger from you interfering than you realize. Don't be foolish!"

Prue gave her brother-in-law a pleading look. Leo could not help but feel a little sad at how desperate she looked. She wanted, needed to go. Leo released her arm and she orbed out. She would have to learn her lesson the hard way.

She orbed into the middle of complete chaos. Piper was throwing her hands up and up again, blowing up a few demonsevery time. Paige was orbing some small boulders at one of the larger demons in an attempt to vanquish him.

Phoebe almost had it. She was about to throw the potion at the demon while he was distracted, but something caught her attention first, "Phoebe look out!"

'Prue? What's she doing here?'

Phoebe turned around to see an energy ball heading towards her own direction, but it was not even close to hitting her. When she turned her head back again to throw the potion, she was unpleasantly surprised by an athame being stabbed through her stomach. Her sister calling out an unneeded warning had given the demon just enough time to realize what was going on and allowed him to put an end to it before it began. He shimmered out, and the rest of his demons left with him.

Phoebe's knees collapsed beneath her and she crumbled to the floor. Piper and Paige had both run over by now, and Paige was holding her sister's head in her lap. Phoebe was gasping for breath and she began to pass out.

"Oh my god, Phoebe!" Prue ran over to her sister as fast as she could and jumped down to the ground beside her. She pulled the knife out and placed her hands over her sister's wound. No healing power was coming out of her hands. She had never healed anyone before and she had no idea how; Leo had yet to teach her yet because she kept skipping out on his lessons.

"Heal her!" Paige hated Prue now more than ever. Her sister was dying because of her and there was nothing she could do.

"I don't know how to…oh god."

"Give me your hand."

"Why?"

"Just do it!"

Prue took Paige's hand and together they tried to heal their sister. Although Paige couldn't heal, she knew how to and could do it with the help of a full-blooded whitelighter. The familiar sense of warmth came over Phoebe, and she sat up, unharmed.

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"You almost got Phoebe killed! You left my son alone, your charge! How stupid can you be?"

"Piper, that's enough!" What had gotten into her sister? Piper had never yelled at anyone like this before; especially not Prue. She was always the calm, level-headed one. If anything she would be the one telling Phoebe to cool it, as she had so many times before. Phoebe had been listening to her yell at Prue for almost an hour now…it was getting out of control. Paige had not even bothered to join Piper, after orbing them all home she had stormed into her room. It was the angriest Phoebe had ever seen her sister.

"I'm sorry, Piper. I was just trying to help."

"We don't need your help. You are not a Charmed One anymore!"

Prue looked at her sister sadly and walked away.

A/N Please let me know if you want me to continue this story. And thanks for the reviews! A/N