December 28, 1979

Prue woke up completely disoriented, without any knowledge of where she was and any memory of how she got there. As she looked around at the white walks, she realised that she was in the hospital.

"Where...where's my mom and dad?" Prue asked weakly

The nurse in the room rushed over to the girl's side, "Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry. There was a car accident. Your mom and dad died instantly."

Prue blinked sadly, "Where are my siblings? Where are Kenny, Kimmy, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige?"

"They're fine." The nurse assured Prue, "Kenneth and Kimberly have concussions and whiplash, so does Piper as well as broken ribs, just like you. Phoebe and Paige are fine. A little traumatized, but physically, they are unharmed."

"Where are Phoebe and Paige? I want to see them." Prue uttered

The nurse shook her head, "No. Not just yet. You need to rest."

Prue sighed softly as she leaned her head further back. 'Not this again.' She thought. She hated being separated from her sisters, and now she was separated from all three. She couldn't see Phoebe and Paige, and she couldn't see Piper either. 'When will this end?' She wondered. She just wanted to be safe and happy. Why couldn't she ever be happy? She had lost yet another family. Another set of parents.

Meanwhile in the hospital day care with Phoebe and Paige. Due to the fact that they didn't have concussions, Phoebe and Paige were able to remember exactly what happened and that their mommy and daddy were dead. Yes, Jacqueline had been 'mommy', because Prue was still 'mama'. They had been on the way to the courthouse for their adoption, when a big rig truck crashed into their car. Jacqueline and Kristopher had died on impact.

The two little girls were huddled into a corner as Phoebe was holding her little sister close. Whenever one of the workers would get close to them to ask if they needed anything or if they wanted to play with some toys, Paige would shriek and Phoebe would say 'please don't come near us.'

The workers felt bad for the two little girls, but they didn't know what to do. They weren't child therapists. They weren't equipped to deal with traumatized children.

Just as Paige had fallen asleep, Ana came to pick up the two little girl. She explained to the workers that she was the Halliwell sisters social worker, and that she was here for Phoebe and Paige. Upon being let in, Ana walked over to Phoebe and Paige, and squatted down so that she could be eye to eye with Phoebe.

"Hey Phoebe, it's time to go." Ana told the five year old

Phoebe shook her head, "No, I'm not leaving without Mama."

Ana sighed as she thought, 'Oh, not this again.' She spoke, "Phoebe, Prue's not going to be able to leave the hospital for a couple months. You and Paige can't stay here that long. Okay?"

"No. Not okay." Phoebe replied as she woke up Paige and whispered, "Ana's trying to take us away again. Run, Paigy. Go find Mama."

Paige jolted awake and bolted for the door. However she was caught by one of the workers, at which point she started screaming at the top of her lungs.

"LET ME GO! I WANT MAMA!" Paige screamed. Her face started turning red from screaming.

"Put my sister down!" Phoebe yelled. She tried to run over and help Paige, but Ana caught her. She kicked and squirmed as Ana carried her over to the door.

Ana thanked the worker for catching Paige. She set Phoebe down and held the five year old's hand tightly as she took three year old Paige from the worker that had been holding her.

As Ana headed towards the hospital's exit and entrance, Phoebe and Paige started asking if they could see 'Mama' and 'Pipa'. Ana had to make a judgment call, and she knew that if she let the girls see Prue and Piper, she would never get them out of there and so she said no.

After getting the girls in the car and starting the drive to the foster home that agreed to take in Phoebe and Paige, Ana knew that this would be a worse experience for the foster family than the one that took Phoebe and Paige in two years ago. And she still felt bad for that family, but the girls were younger than. They had been easier to sway. Now they were older and more attached to 'Mama Prue'. This separation was harder on them and wouldn't be pleasant for their foster family, because not only were Phoebe and Paige separated from their older sisters, but they were also grieving the loss of the family that was going to adopt all four sisters. Adoptions of large sibling groups doesn't happen very often, even when they are young.

Upon arriving at the foster home, Ana parked the car and walked Phoebe and Paige up to the door. Before she could even knock, the door swung open. In the doorway stood a very happy young woman, just twenty-one years old. Her husband was at work. He was young too at twenty-two years old.

The woman looked at the five year old first, "You must be Phoebe." Then she turned her attention to the three year old, "And you must be Paige."

Paige smiled, but Phoebe didn't smile. She just crossed her arms and asked, "Yeah. What do you care?"

"I'm Sadie. I'm so glad to have you and your sister staying with me for awhile." Sadie told Phoebe.

"Don't get any ideas about adopting us." Phoebe said, "We already have a mama, and we're not getting adopted without her and our sister Piper."

Sadie nodded. Ana had mentioned that the two sisters were very attached to their older sisters Prue and Piper, but she never imagined how abrasive a five year old could be. Soon crying was heard from inside the house.

"You have baby?" Paige wondered

"Yeah. I have one year old twins, who I adopted from my cousin." Sadie informed, "Would you like to come in and meet them?"

Phoebe shook her head, but Paige nodded and grabbed her older sister's hand to pull her inside.

Ana thanked Sadie for taking the girls, and then left once Sadie had closed the front door. 'I hope they'll be okay.' Ana thought as she got into her car and then drove away.

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