Disclaimer:Do I have to write one of these in every chapter?...Oh I do...I don't own Charmed.

A/N:Wow can we say angst for this kid? What is wrong with her and if her family is so great why isn't she with them.

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There was a knock on Rissey's hotel room door. She opened it to see Phoebe on the other side. "Hi Phoebe!" she greeted cheerfully.

"Hi Rissey I thought today would be a great day to go to Golden Gate Park where we could just hang out and talk.

"Sounds great. Just let me get something from my bag," she went over to her bag and pulled out her athame.

"What are you bringing that for?" Phoebe asked once she saw it.

'Well to do this of course," and she stabbed Phoebe in the stomach with an evil smile.

Rissey woke up in a cold sweat. She was breathing hard. It was the middle of the night. She started sobbing. She could not let this happen to her, she was not going to let this evil overcome her. She was half-evil, but she was half-good. It was getting real bad now. She needed to find him, he was the only one she knewn could help her. She got out of bed and quickly got dressed in her leather get up. She grabbed her athame but on second thought she put it back. Her turned into smoke and she poofed out the room. (A/N:Think Nightcrawler from X-Men)

She reemergered on the top of the Golden Gate Bridge. Here she could cry and no one would know. She would be above everyone else and here she could cry and there was no one else around to hear her or see her or judge her on her weaknesses. Her mother was the only person who would not judge her no matter what and she didn't even have her now. Six months ago if she felt like this all she had to do was walk down the hall to her mother's room and slip into her mother's arms and everything would be okay, but she couldn't do that. It was all different now and would never be the same unless she could find him and tell him everything she had learned. He would make it better, he always could.

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Phoebe awoke in the middle of the night to an uneasy feeling in her stomach. She tried to ignore it and go back to sleep but it did not work. So she got up and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. Once in the kitchen she saw Chris sitting at the kitchen table looking through the Book of Shadows.

"What are you doing up?" Phoebe asked.

"I woke up with a werid feeling in my gut and I can't go back to sleep."

"Me too,' said Phoebe as she sat next to Chris at the table.

"I keep thinking of that girl. She had so much pain. I want to help her but is so resistant. There was werid thing though."

"What?"

"The more I talked to her the less her pain became even if it was just a little."

This slightly stopped Chris. "Did she ever tell you what she was?"

"No, she was distant."

"What did she look like?"

"She was wearing all leather, hazel hair, and the deepest brown eyes I have ever seen."

"Did she tell you her name?"

"Yeah, Rissey, she said."

Chris close the Book. "That's interesting. In fact that reminded me of something, so I gotta go." And he quickly orbed away.

"Whitelighters are so werid."

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Chris orbed to the top of the Golden Gate Bridge.

"Chris?"

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A/N: CLIFFHANGER(kinda). In the next chapter we will figure out what this girl is up to.