Phoebe typed rapidly on the computer. There was a soft knock on her door and Phoebe looked up at her assistant.
"Oh, hey Emily. What's up?" Phoebe said then quickly returned to her typing.
"I've got your sister on the phone." Emily said entering the room cautiously.
"Which one?" Phoebe joked finally looking up from her typing.
"Um, I don't know, but she said something about wanting to know if you still needed a ride back to the house?" Emily asked. The new assistant twirled her fingers nervously.
Phoebe smiled, "That would be Piper. Thanks Em." Phoebe picked up the phone and pushed a button on the black pad, and Emily left the room.
"Hey Piper." Phoebe said straitening up her desk.
"Hey Pheebs. So did you still need a ride?" Piper asked.
"Uh yeah. Hey I was wondering, uh do you worry?" Phoebe asked timidly.
Piper laughed, "Yeah, I worry." She said.
"No I mean, about Pam, and well you know if she has an attack." Phoebe said whispering the last part.
Piper paused, "Well, not really. I stopped worrying when Paige made that potion. Sure I may think about it, but I don't fret. Do you?"
Piper asked switching the phone to the other shoulder and started to wipe down the counter.
"Well I am her mother, you think it's instinct?" Phoebe asked.
Piper rolled her eyes, "Yes Phoebe I do. I went through it twice. Now do you need that ride or not?"
Phoebe smiled, "Thanks Piper. I love you."
"Yeah sure you do. I'll pick you up in half an hour. Bye"
"Bye" Phoebe hung up the phone and went back to typing. She stopped and looked at a picture on her desk of her Piper, Prue, Paige and Pamela. Phoebe picked it up and gasped. Her eyes snapped shut and a picture formed into head. She saw an atheme being jabbed into Prue's stomach. Her sister gasped and fell to the floor. She was kicked onto her back and groaned. Phoebe's eyes opened, her breath became shallow and staggered.
"Prue" Phoebe whispered. Quickly Phoebe dialed P3.
A/N: HA! I lied! But this time I PROMISE the next chapters will better.