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Chapter two

An hour later, Pheobe was sitting in the attic, on her favourite couch, explaining what she's seen to her two sisters.

"Oh God, it was awful." Pheobe said, accepting the steaming mug of tea Piper handed her.

"Can you descibe the girl?" Paige asked, sitting next to her sister and putting her arm around Pheobes trembling shoulders.

"Teen, slim, brown hair, pale skin ... Hey!" Pheobe said, staring at Paige as if seeing her for the first time. "She looked kind of like you!"

Paige did a double take. "Oh God." Paige said, fumbling around in her bag.

"Paige, Honey, whatcha looking for?" Piper asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Did see look like this?" Paige said, finally pulling an old and tattered photo out of her purse and handing it to Pheobe.

"Oh my God! That's her!" Pheobe gasped, staring at the young, smiling, pretty face.

"We have to get down there, now!" Paige decided, jumping to her feet and rushing out of the attic.

"Wait! Where's 'there'?" Piper called after her sister.

"Australia!" Came the reply.

Patience was dreaming of the strange lady again. This time she was calling a warning, telling her to run. But why? Patience didn't know. The lady was fading, and the room smell. Not just smell, stink.

Patience woke to the smell of burning flesh. Louise was screaming for her to wake up. Then Patience saw the flames. The horrible, horrible orange flames.

"Loui!" Patience screamed over the roar of the fire. But it was too late. The fire had spread, cutting Patience off. Louise screamed louder and louder, as her flesh began to melt. As Louise collapsed, the first of the tears spilt out over the rim of Patience's eyes.

"Nooooo!" She screamed, trying to run through the thick wall of flames. It was no use. Patience could hear Max and Tori screaming now. She tried to run to them, but the fire had cut off all their bedrooms. Harry joined in the screaming, his deep voise terrified. "No!" Patience sobbed, over and over again, prowling around the buring house, looking for another way into the bedrooms.

Suddenly, the window in the living room smashed open, and a fire man plunged into the infurno, grabbing Patience around the waist and hauling her out. Patience tried to struggle. She kicked and she screamed, but the strong fireman lifted her off the ground and carried her as if she weighed nothing.

"No! Put me back! I have to save them! PUT ME BACK!" Patience wailed.

"Wait, Australia?" Pheobe said, setting her cooling mug of tea aside, and following her younger sister out of the attic.

Paige ran into her bedroom and grabbed an old locket. She put it on, and turned to face her sisters. "No time to explain, we have to go, now!" Paige grabbed her sisters hands and orbed all three of them out of the house, and out of the country.

Once outside, the fireman layed Patience on the grass and went back into the house. Patience jumped to her feet and tried to follow, but the waiting paramedics pounced on her, holding her back.

The police already had the house blocked off, and a crowd had gathered. In that crowd, was the face of the strange lady. The one with soft brown eyes. Those eyes were now filled with tears. Beside her, Patience's best friend, Charli, appeared, jumping over the police blocks and running straight up to Patience. Patience fell into her best friends arms, sobbing and coughing, refusing to let the paramedics help. Charli smoothed down her friends hair, crying at the sight before her.

"Why ... Why me?" Patience chocked out, shacking voilently. "Why?" Patience knew exactly why. Her foster mother had warned her. On her 13th birthday, her mother had sat her down and explained to her that the demons of hell had limited their time together, and that soon after they were gone, the angels would come for her, to protect her, and take care of her. Of corse Patience hadn't really belived it, she thought at the time it was just a story to get her to go to church. It had worked, because from that day on, Patience had never missed a Sunday a church. It seemed clear though, that the demons had done this, and Patience found her self wishing the angels would hurry up.

As if hearing her plead, a shower of blue/white lights rained down out of the sky, behind the ambulance. The strainge lady who had been in the crowd two minutes ago appeared, with two other ladies and a man.

The angels.

Patience detached herself from Charli's embrace and wondered slowly off to where the four stood. The lady from Patience's dreams stepped fowards, waiting for her.

"Are ... Are you ... the ... angels?" Patience hiccuped, freash tears spilling over her cheeks.

The Strage ladies voice was soft and reassuring, just the way Patience's own voice sounded. "Yes, sweetie, and we're here to take you home."