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A/N: Sorry I didn't update sooner. Here's chapter nine.

Chapter 9

"So," Johnny began, "now that you were willing to tell the truth, would you mind telling us what you saw this morning?"

Phoebe paused for a moment before she replied. "Why don't I show you?"

Johnny nodded, before grabbing hold of Phoebe's offered hand. Immediately afterwards, he felt a vision coming on.

A group of people was gathered in the main gathering room on the ship. Nothing looked as elegant as it did before. The ship looked as if it had been underwater for years.

The Halliwells, Darryl, the agents, the Lone Gunmen, Johnny, and Johnny's friends were all gathered there. Everyone was talking frantically, knowing that they didn't have much time left before it happened.

All eyes turned as a figure walked in. It was what looked like a cross between a zombie, a ghost, and a man, though he was blurred enough so that Johnny couldn't tell who he was…enough so that he wouldn't recognize him in person even if he saw him.

The figurelet out an evil cackle. "You thought you could leave?" he asked with a condescending tone.

Fear mixed with anger emanated from everyone in the room.

Then things blurred.

The man/zombie/ghost began laughing continuously.

All of a sudden, there was a blinding light.

When the light dissipated, only the ocean remained. The ship…the people…all gone…

As Johnny re-emerged from the depths of the vision, he was confused. It didn't make any sense.

He could see the questioning gazes he received from Walt, Sarah, and Bruce. They wanted an explanation of what he, as well as Phoebe, had seen.

After explaining the vision, everyone was just as confused as Johnny was.

'I don't care what they say,' Paige thought to herself. 'I'm going to find some answers.' After Phoebe got back from her little 'meeting,' the agents and the Halliwell family regrouped. They didn't have much to go on, so all they accomplished was throwing a bunch of theories around.

After deciding that there was nothing any of them could do until they knew what was going on, Paige decided to do some snooping around. No one was happy about this, but she didn't care.

'I don't know how I'll get answers, but…' her thought trailed off as she heard voices coming from an adjoining hallway.

"Any reports?"

"The weather is clear, captain. We are on course and should be reaching our destination by nightfall."

Paige turned to leave. The conversation seemed innocent enough.

"What of the darklighter?"

That caught Paige's attention. She turned back around and continued to listen.

"He failed. All three whitelighters are still alive and well."

"I should have guessed as much."

"What will we do then, captain?"

"We won't do anything. I suppose it is better this way."

"Aye. Just think of how much help they will be."

"Not just them… the other two sisters as well as that psychic fellow."

"What if they escape? We won't be able to fulfill our quota!"

"You need not worry about that. By the time they figure out what is going on, it will be too late. We will be in the Triangle."

"The Bermuda Triangle?" Paige mistakenly thought out loud.

"Did you hear that?" The captain asked.

"Aye, sir, I did."

Paige frantically looked around for a place to hide. She spotted a closet in front of her.

She heard footsteps coming closer…and closer…

'That will have to do,' she thought.

The two men were just around the corner.

Knowing she didn't have enough time to get to the closet by foot, not to mention the fact that they would hear her if she did and would be able to find her, she orbed into the closet and out of sight.

Paige could almost hear her heart pounding as the footsteps continued coming closer to her hiding spot. Then, suddenly, they stopped.

"There's no one here."

"Someone was…"

Paige let out a silent breath of relief as she heard the footsteps moving away from her.

Once she was sure the coast was clear, she stepped out of the closet.

Leaning against the door, Paige took a few moments to think things through. There wasn't much time left…by nightfall, they would be in the Bermuda Triangle.

She was about to head back to her room when she heard a voice…a male voice.

"Hey…"

Paige jumped and, before she could stop herself, orbed in place. When she rematerialized, she was staring into the faces of three very confused men…none other than Johnny, Bruce, and Walt…

A/N: Well, that's it for chapter nine. Hope you liked it!