Disclaimer: Do I own Charmed? That is such a stupid question! Would a 13-year-old really own a company like Charmed? In other words, it's impossible for me to own Charmed!

A/n: Okay, I'm trying to get every story updated this weekend cuz I don't ever have a chance and I don't like leaving my readers hanging. Thanx too:

Xjelliepotatoex: Yah, I know. It is kinda weird having 7th graders find their soul mates, but it just shows how Piper and Leo really are meant to be together. Would u feel better if I changed it to like freshman in high school?

Angel1178: Kewl. Yah, I never got around to mentioning it, but Prue is dating Andy right now. They're in 8th grade, though, so I can't talk about them really. Maybe I'll have them at the house while Piper is moping around or something.

Piperleo4eva: It's okay. It is nice to see how they feel about each other. Yah, that's what happened. I'll explain it in this chapter.

Leo/piper4ever: Magic-yes! Thanx

Gryffindor620: Lol! Is that supposed to be a good thing or a bad thing?

OTHCharmedFreak: Wow, that's a lot of pleases. Lol.

Scullymulder1234: Yah, don't worry, I'm not even close to finishing this! I've just been really busy with skool.

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Prue raced into the kitchen to check on Gram's condition. Just as Piper was about to follow her lead, the doorbell rang. Piper sprinted to the door and quickly unlocked it to find three paramedics standing there. "We had a call for a woman who had a heart attack." One of them explained.

"She's in here." Piper answered breathlessly. She spun around and sped-walked to the kitchen. Prue was leaning over Gram's pale body and giving CPR while Phoebe watched on. A young medic squatted down and put two fingers on Gram's neck.

"She has to be alive." Prue breathed. "I'm sorry, but she's dead." The woman explained sadly. "Gary, go get a cart." "What the hell are you talking about!" Prue screamed, tears starting to drip down her cheeks. "I gave her that damn CPR for at least ten minutes. I-I felt her pulse, and it was still there."

"I'm sorry, but she just couldn't hang on." The woman said. "Didn't you leave her alone when you came to get me?" Piper asked her sister in reminder. "No, I had Phoebe do a couple quick breaths until I got back. "

"I-I tried my hardest, Prue, but I've never done it before." Phoebe admitted softly. "WHAT!" Prue roared, tears falling onto the neck of her shirt. "You learned it every single freakin' year in school. Why the hell couldn't you do it now?"

"It isn't all my fault, Prue!" Phoebe screamed back, tears starting to appear in her eyes. "You sat in that damn chair in shock for at least ten minutes before you did anything. You waited to long, and you killed Grams!"

"Will you two just shut the hell up!" Piper yelled as Gary came in with a cart. "I don't give a shit who the hell killed Grams, but now she's gone, and we're all alone." Piper spun on her heel and stomped upstairs to her bedroom.

If I had just one tear running down your cheek
Maybe I could cope maybe I'd get some sleep
If I had just one moment at your expense
Maybe all my misery would be well spent
Could you cry a little
Lie just a little
Pretend that you're feeling a little more pain
I gave now I 'm wanting
Something in return
So cry just a little for me

Piper fell onto her bed loudly and painfully, tears streaming down her cheeks and wetting the bed instantly. 'This isn't right.' Piper thought to herself. 'Grams shouldn't be dead, and I shouldn't be feeling Leo inside of me.'

Piper blinked as she remembered what had happened before everything had gone wrong. She had yelled out some poem-like sentence, then suddenly she had been filled with love and desire. Everything inside told her that it was Leo, but she couldn't figure out why.

None of it made sense. How could she feel something that Leo was feeling all the way across America? 'Does it have to do with Grams?' Piper asked herself. 'Could her death have...no, that's just plain weird. Grams died. Plain and simple.'

More tears dripped down Piper's face. Grams was dead. Gone forever. She wouldn't come back, make them dinner, drive them places, nothing. She would just...sit up in heaven and watch as her three beautiful granddaughters mourned miserably.

Piper heard loud shouting from downstairs, and looked out the window. The ambulance was gone. They had probably taken the body to the morgue. There was a loud thumping as someone ran up the stairs, and someone yelled after them.

'Phoebe and Prue are at it again.' Piper thought to herself. She moved quickly to the door, and opened it just in time to see Phoebe running past. Piper heard Prue rumble up the stairs, and she started after Phoebe. Piper stepped out into the hallway and stopped her.

"What are you doing?" Piper asked angrily. "I'm going after Phoebe. She's being a total as..." Prue started breathlessly "Don't you dare start talking about Phoebe!" Piper interrupted. "You have been anything but grateful to us ever since Grams went to the hospital."

"Piper, I..." "Just shut up, Prue!" Piper screamed. "You are being a selfish big sister, and a bitch." Prue's jaw dropped wide. "No, Piper, you are being a bitch. Just because I am fighting with Phoebe doesn't mean you can come and tell me to stop. I am the old..."

Piper pulled back her arm, and with full force, slapped Prue across the face. Prue stared into space for a second, completely in shock. Then she snapped back, and whacked Piper across the cheek. Piper slapped Prue back, and a spot of blood formed at the corner of Prue's lips.

And you'd cry a little
Die just a little
and baby I would feel just a little less pain
I gave now I'm wanting
Something in return
So cry just a little for me

Tears started to sting at Piper's eyes as Prue backhanded her full-force, her ring poking the side of Piper's face and starting a trickle of blood. Piper stepped backwards away from her sister, feeling the spot of blood. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Piper screeched.

"Me?" Prue questioned, taking a step towards Piper. "You're the one that slapped me across the face!" "And you hit me back!" Piper countered. "Prue, stop being a bitch and start acting like a sister!" Prue growled menacingly, then pounced on top of Piper.

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Phoebe ran up the stairs to the attic, her chest heaving and tears streaming down her face. She checked to make sure Prue hadn't followed her, then slammed the door shut and slid down the wall, choking on her tears.

"Why did you have to die, Mom?" Phoebe whispered to the ceiling. "Then Grams wouldn't have had to stress herself over raising us, and she wouldn't have to have had that heart attack and died. And then Prue wouldn't want to kill me."

A sun brightened outside, and a strip of light shone on an old wooden chest. Phoebe wiped at some of her tears and stared at it in awe. 'Go to it.' A mind in Phoebe's voice said. Phoebe got up, and obeyed in an angelic trance.

'No, it's just something that's going to break your heart.' Another voice argued. 'Don't go to it, Phoebe. It is just going to cause you more pain.' 'But she's the most curious of the three. She wants to go to it, don't' you Phoebe?'

Phoebe closed her eyes and put her palms up to the temples of her forehead. "Stop it, stop it, stop it!" Phoebe screamed. "Just shut up!" Phoebe's eyes flew open, and when she was sure there was no more voices, she continued towards the chest.

As Phoebe got closer, the chest started to miraculously open itself. Phoebe froze in shock. "Oh my god!" she gasped. The lid stopped moving as soon as Phoebe's legs stopped. Terror and awe rushed through Phoebe's brain. Then, she reached out and opened the chest the rest of the way.

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"You fuckin idiot!" Prue hollered. "I am the only reason you guys still have a home and food to eat regularly. If I hadn't gotten a job, we would be out on the streets right now." "You know, you became a lot bitchier after Mom died" Piper screamed back.

"That's because I had to take care of you two little devils!" Prue argued. "You two gave me so many gray hairs, I'm surprised I'm not a grandmother already." "Yeah, and you took all that stress and took it out on Grams, who by the way, is dead now!"

"I'm not stupid, Piper, or should I say, Piper Claire Halliwell." Prue teased, a smile forming on her lips. "How dare you call me that!" Piper screamed. "Only Grams and Mom can say that." "In case you haven't noticed, they're both dead. I'm the oldest now, and you are under my orders."

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Phoebe pulled out an old black book and blew off a cloud of dust. On the cover was a strange symbol, three interlocking ovals surrounded by a circle. 'Triquetra.' Phoebe thought suddenly, the symbol looking strangely familiar.

'Phoebe, you're going crazy.' Phoebe yelled at herself. She dismissed the thought and opened the book. On the front page is the symbol again, with the words "Book of Shadows" under it. "What is a Book of Shadows?" Phoebe asks aloud.

She turns the page and starts reading. "Hear now the words of the witches, the secrets we hid in the night. The oldest of Gods are invoked here, the great work of magic is sought. In this night and in this hour, I call upon the ancient power. Bring your powers to we sisters three, we want the power, give us the power."

Phoebe cocked her eyebrow as the words echoed through her ears. "What the..." Phoebe started. Suddenly, the air was sucked out of her lungs, and she was thrown backwards, her eyes shutting themselves tight.

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Prue and Piper are standing on the second story hallway arguing at each other. Suddenly, Prue squints her eyes in anger, and a vase flies off the table and hits Piper in the neck. She falls to the floor face down. Prue runs to her and screams Piper's name, but Piper is dead.

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Phoebe gasped as the air rushed back into her. She opened her eyes, and found she had fallen to the floor. "Piper." Phoebe breathed. She grabbed the book, which was a foot in front of her, and flipped the next page frantically.

Phoebe sped read through the four paragraphs, trying to gather as much information as possible. 'Prue must be the telekinetic one.' Phoebe thought. 'That's why the vase flew off the table. She must be really pissed at Piper.'

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"God, I hate you!" Piper screamed at the top of her lungs. "I hate you even more!" Prue argued back.

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Phoebe perked up as she heard her sisters recite their anger. "Oh no." Phoebe gasped. She jumped up to her feet and raced down the stairs.

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Prue shivered as a tingle ran down her spine. She squinted her eyes in pure anger, and felt power flowing from her to a vase sitting on a table in the hallway.

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Phoebe jumped from the third step and landed unsettled on her feet. She took a step forward to steady herself, then watched in horror as the vase started to float magically towards Piper's back. "Piper, watch out!" Phoebe screamed.

Piper spun around as her younger sister yelled in horror. A light blue crystal vase was moving at fast speeds towards her face. Piper threw out her hands in reflex to shield her face and shut her eyes tight. When she felt no impact, Piper opened her eyes and looked around.

The vase was hanging mid-air right in front of her face. Piper gasped, her mind reeling, and feel to the ground in shock as everything went black.

A/n: Okay, done. Sorry again for the major hold up. I have way too much to do! The song was "Cry" by Faith Hill. Hope everyone liked it. Plz r&r!!