Disclaimer: the song I used is called Homecoming by Owsley. It was used at the beginning of a Charmed epsiode, second season I think.

When Phoebe left the house, she walked, just walked. She didn't know where she was going; she just wanted to go anywhere. She ended up at the park a few blocks from the Manor where all three use to go when they were younger. Phoebe noticed a soccer game going on a couple fields over and began making her way towards the excitement. She was just walking along the path, not really paying much attention as to what was going on around her. "Hey, Halliwell!" Phoebe heard someone yell.

Phoebe turned in the direction of the voice, "Garreth, hey!" Phoebe shouted back.

"Would you mind?" Garreth asked, nodding to a nearby soccer ball with his head.

"Sure," Phoebe replied as she grabbed the ball and tossed it back. She was careful not to use her thumb. Once the ball left her hands, Phoebe began walking again.

"Halliwell," Garreth called back.

"Yeah," Phoebe responded.

"You look like you could use a bit of fun. What do you say? You wanna play?"

Phoebe thought about it for a moment. She had a lot of pent up emotion that she wasn't showing, and somehow playing soccer just felt like something that could exhilarate her at the moment. "Sounds like fun," Phoebe answered with a smirk.

"Great! You can be on my team; we're one player short," Garreth informed her. "Hey everyone, this is Phoebe, she will be on my team," Garreth announced to the group as Phoebe walked over to him. "Now Karen, James, Rene, Tim, and Alex are on our team," Garreth said as he pointed out each player, who raised their hand at the mention of their name.

"Thanks Paul," Phoebe told Garreth, using his first name.

"Okay, everyone ready?" a guy wearing a blue and white rugby shirt, whose name Phoebe recalled was James, asked. Everyone murmured in one way or another that they were ready to resume the game.

Phoebe's team had the ball because James was the one who was throwing the ball into play. James threw the ball to Paul, who quickly sent it to Phoebe, who was unguarded because no one thought she looked like she played well. Phoebe dribbled the ball down the field. She faked out the first person to come her way, and then she threw the ball up over her shoulders into the air with her feet. Causing the ball to land perfectly in front of her. She was careful not let anyone run into her, which would hurt on account of the rib. Now she was coming up to the goalie, pass one, two, fake, and kick to the other side. She scored. Phoebe hadn't felt this alive in weeks.

Piper walked into the Manor. Prue wasn't home and Leo was off saving the world. So, it was just Piper. Oh how she wished Phoebe were here. Phoebe could always cheer her up and make her laugh. Piper walked over to the DVD player and opened it up. She began flipping through a pile of CD's sitting nearby. BINGO!

Piper took the CD, put it in the DVD player, and closed the DVD player. She turned the television on, grabbed the remote, put the television on video one, and put the CD on song number nine.

Take me back in time
To the day I was your valentine
No halo over your head
We stayed at home and spent the day in bed
Your skin so hot to the touch
I never wanted anyone so much
Your a sight for sore eyes to see
Won't somebody come and rescue me

I've spent along time away
And it's good to be home
And together is better than being alone
It's a far cry from anything I've ever felt like before
Yes and long is the road
That's been leading me back to your door

A daydream out of the blue
Into something so sad but true
An old friend back from the dead
To steal the covers sleeping in your bed

I never meant to be an aggravation
I'm only looking for a second chance
I'm so hard-headed that determination
Left me all alone
That's why I'm coming home
Running all the way

Phoebe, who was hiding in the kitchen in case Prue was back, walked out of the kitchen and into the den.

Piper looked up and saw Phoebe standing in the doorway. "Phoebe?" Piper asked.

"Hey, Piper," Phoebe said, unsure of what to do next.

Phoebe just stayed standing as Piper began turning everything off and taking the CD out of the DVD player. Piper looked over at Phoebe with a grin that let Phoebe know she was planning a sister night in Piper's bed. "The last one in my bed has to…"

"Hey, Piper," Prue called out as she opened the front door. Phoebe's smile faded from her face as she dashed into the kitchen and up the stairs as fast as she could before Prue saw her.

Piper, who stood shocked at the display she had just witnessed, turned to face her other sister, "Hey, Prue."

"So, how about we order take out tonight?" Prue asked, not mentioning that Phoebe had been by.

"Actually, I just picked a quick something up and am going to go to bed, I'm really tired tonight," Piper told Prue.

"Okay, I hope you feel better sweetie," Prue told her younger sister in a nurturing and caring tone.

Piper quickly walked upstairs towards her room. When Piper opened the door, she found her little sister sitting in her bed. Piper, so happy to see Phoebe, went and jumped on the bed next to Phoebe. "Hey," Piper said as she landed next to Phoebe.

"Mph!" Phoebe groaned slightly as Piper hit her stomach and rib

"You okay?" Piper asked, concern in her voice and on her face. She shifted so that she wasn't on top of Phoebe.

"Yeah," Phoebe replied, "fine, just a little soar after playing soccer."

"You were in the park today?" Piper questioned. She was now in a comfortable position next to her little sister.

"Yep, that's where I ran into Paul Garreth, remember him?" Piper nodded.

"I remember when you wouldn't go out with him," Piper giggled.

"Anyway," Phoebe continued, "he and some of his friends were in the middle of a soccer game. He convinced me to play by telling me that his team was a player short," Phoebe smiled.

"And, were they?" Piper asked.

"I don't know, but it was fun," Phoebe admitted.

"I missed having you around," Piper truthfully told her sister.

"Me too," Phoebe said. "I'm sorry." She looked up at Piper with those brown puppy dog eyes.

"It's okay, sweetie," Piper said, embracing her sister.

"Are you still mad at me?" Phoebe asked, hesitantly.

"No. I realized that were I in the same situation, I can't honestly say that I'd do anything different. I mean, you aren't suppose to choose who you fall in love with. Besides, if he didn't love you like he does, then we'd all be dead by now," Piper laughed slightly at this last bit of truth.

Phoebe, however, didn't express the same emotion. "I just wish Prue could understand," Phoebe mused.

"Just give her some time honey, she'll come around," Piper encouraged.

"I don't know, Piper."