Part 2

Phoebe was enjoying the presence of Paige. She felt somewhat connected to her, as though she had met her before. She listened with excitement as Paige began to talk about her job as a social worker.

"Really? A Social worker? Have you been doing that long?" Phoebe asked.

"For a few years. I love to help people and keep families together. I look forward to every morning because I get so much out of my work as well as giving back. What do you do?"

"Me? I'm studying psychology I'll be finished by summer. I want to help people handle their problems." She told Paige and looked around the club. She couldn't help but smile as she saw Prue making her way over to them again.

"Why are you smiling, baby?" Prue asked grinning. She knew that Phoebe hated it to be called baby, but sometimes she couldn't resist doing it.

"Prue!" Phoebe exclaimed "I'm not a baby anymore, so just stop calling me like that, or else I'm going to be mad at you!"

But Prue didn't stop "baby, baby." Phoebe began to tickle Prue, trying to pay her back. And she had chosen the perfect revenge because her oldest sister was very ticklish. After a bit, Phoebe climbed on top of Prue and both of them were laughing their butts off in childish delight, fortunately the table they always sat at was away from the main crowds. They were very close as sisters and it always made them feel safe and protected. Paige after a little while watching them couldn't help but laugh as well. The sight was priceless. Prue lying on her back, Phoebe on top, still trying to tickle her big sister.

To have sisters must be wonderful" Paige thought still watching them. And then her mood dropped. She was an only child. But as soon as the thought appeared she blocked it out of her mind again. She wasn't at p3 to be down. She wanted to be happy. Have fun. Meet new people. Well she'd managed all of that. In Phoebe she had found a great new friend.

Suddenly Phoebe's giggling stopped. She shrugged together and closed her eyes. Her ears started to make weird sounds. Prue automatically knew what was wrong and helped her to sit up. She was used to this behaviour in her baby sister. And all the signals could only mean one thing: a vision. Prue sat next to Phoebe waiting for the vision to end. Looking expectantly at Phoebe, waiting for her to open her eyes. Prue took a quick glance around and noticed Paige sitting to her right, looking really confused. She probably wonders what's going on here. Prue thought to herself and then saw from the edge of her eye, that Phoebe had opened her eyes again.

"Phoebe? Everything alright?" she asked in the hope there wasn't a demon coming up.

"I…" Phoebe began hesitantly "I just had a little dizzy spell everythings okay again now." Phoebe now looked over at Paige and forced a smile at her, to signalize everything was alright. She then looked back at Prue and automatically realised, she wanted to know what she had seen. She leaned a little forward, and whispered to Prue, so Paige couldn't hear "No demon". Afterwards she leaned back again, flashing another smile at the confused red-head.
"What did you…?" Prue started but couldn't finish because Piper showed up at the table with the drinks.

"Hey! Here are your Namorar-hot drinks." Piper suddenly noticed the frozen mood and looked inquisitively into the eyes of her sisters, knowing instinctively that something was wrong.