"Phoebe are you sure?" asked Piper as they walked through the door.
"Yes. Prue?" Phoebe called worried. Piper caught Phoebe's arm and turned her around.
"Phoebe, you have to calm down! You have to think this through." Piper said in a low voice.
"Think what through?" Prue asked walking into the foyer.
"Prue! Are you ok?" Asked Phoebe immediately.
Prue nodded, "Yeah. I'm fine." She said unsure of what was happening. "What's going on?" She asked
"Ok, I had a premonition. A demon stabbed you in the attic." Phoebe explained.
"Ok so then I don't go in the attic." Prue said simply.
Phoebe shook her head, "No I don't think it's just that simple." She said.
Piper and Prue raised their eyebrows, "Phoebe you're overreacting." Said Piper plainly.
"Tell me something I don't know." Pamela said walking up to them with her jacket on.
"Were are you going?" Phoebe asked.
"Oh, now don't go changing the subject? What was the subject?" Pamela shifted her coat.
"Phoebe had a premonition about Prue dieing." Piper sighed.
"Ooo, sounds like fun but I got gotta go. I got a date with Scott." Pamela patted her mother's shoulder and started for the door.
"Yeah I gotta go too." Prue said starting to grab her jacket.
"Go? Go where?" Phoebe demanded.
"To the magazine. I need to turn in the photos that I got." Prue explained grabbing her purse.
"But what if the demon attacks you?" Asked Phoebe blocking Prue from the door. Piper rolled her eyes, classic Phoebe.
"Phoebe," Prue tried getting around Phoebe, "I'll be fine." Prue moved Phoebe to the side and walked pasted her sister.
Phoebe stood there with her mouth open, "Ok we seriously need to protect her." Phoebe said putting her jacket away.
Piper threw her hands up, "Leave me out of it." She said heading towards the kitchen.
"But, Piper!" Phoebe protested. Piper waved her hand ignoring Phoebe.
"Fine, I'll do it myself." She said with a huff.
"Mi'lord." Laxum bowed. Shaft turned the same stony look on his face.
"I have gathered the troops." He said straitening his posture.
Shaft was quiet, "Good, tomorrow morning." He said and turned his back. Laxum bowed and shimmered out.
"Soon witches. Soon I'll get mine." Shaft growled.