The earth sat still as the voices throughout the city could be heard. Those in anguish, those in pain. She waited. As if she knew what they where doing throughout the city streets. Panic as everyone rummaged through the rubble that had covered the streets. This was one of her best spots, San Francisco. The city was always yet never ready to feel her wrath. She felt the adrenaline as she felt her power raging through the core of the earth, her earth: Mother Natures resting place.

Sally tried to remain calm as the bricks around her rained down. Many people had said that that the turn houses were one of the safest places during an earthquake. They had been through so many already that they were almost invincible.

She coward under the beam that had struck her friend as she watched some of the bricks crumble from the side walls, as she worried about her friend. She knew that Prue had no way to protect herself as the bricks fell around them. But she noticed that none of the bricks came near her all of them some1how going around her. The only other thing that had her worried was the remaining beams. They had been painting inside the turn house and one of the scaffolding beams was what had hit Prue. But Sally was unsure how sturdy the remaining portion of the structure was.

As the ground stopped she came out from her safe place and looked around. "Prue. You ok?"

"Not really sure Sally. I think I may have a broken rib. Or two." Prue winced as she tried to lift off the beam

"Let's get that off you and get out of here before the next one hits." Sally suggested as she helped Prue with the beam.

It wasn't heavy, but the way and speed that it had fallen were enough to cause damage to a person.

"Ok that hurts." Prue winced as Sally helped her stand and she took a step forward.

"Come on Prue." Sally wrapped a supportive arm around her friend carefully as she helped her from the building.

As they stepped into the street the site before them almost set them back. The broken windows, and the bricks that had fallen from the buildings around them. The people on the streets in a daze almost, as the also surveyed the damage done to their city.

"Woo. That was a bad one."

"Yeah and we will probably get another one just as bad." Prue added as she let her friend guide her through the rubble around them. "Now I either owe you or Phoebe."

"Why?"

"You for asking me to take those pictures and Phoebe for convincing me to skip out of work so I could. Bucklands is the last place I would have wanted to be in during an earthquake. To much glass and to high." Prue stated as she sat on the grass away from any buildings.

Sitting beside her Sally took a tissue and placed it on the cut that Prue had gotten from falling debris.

Out of instinct Prue pulled back her head as her friend applied the pressure to stop the bleeding. "Oww."

"It's not bad Prue, but you're gonna have a nice bruise their in a day or so."

Shifting to get comfortable Prue lay back on the grass so to take the pressure off her already painful ribs as her friend attended her cut. Her thoughts turned to her sisters knowing how they both felt about earthquakes. But her main concern was to Phoebe. She knew that her youngest sister was still at the Manor and she feared that demon they had already taken care of and sealed in the basement of their own home, may once again try and take possession of something that was theirs, and that included her younger sister.

Piper waited, curled underneath the table as the shaking slowly subsided. As it settled to a light shake she relax a little but not completely until she was sure that it had stopped. Peaking out from behind her arms she could see the debris on the floor of her club even in the darkness.

Pushing the light out of her way she crawled out from under the table that she had seeked shelter under during the earthquake. Standing up she looked around at the fallen chairs and broken lights that had crashed to the floor. Rubbing her hand along her side where she hit the bar she flinched at the soft spot she found where she had hit the bar from the initial shake.

Making her way behind the bar she sighed as she saw almost her entire bar stock lying on the floor in pieces. "Great." She mumbled to herself.

Making her way carefully through the club to the front door she tried to push open the door but found it would not push open. "Oh this is where I need Prues power." As she turned back to the club and down the stairs.

Trying the back door she found it blocked as well. "Ok. LEO!" she waited for the familar blue light of her boyfriend to appear. But when it didn't she tried again. "LEO!"

Still nothing, she scanned her eyes over the club and the debris that lay around her. "Ok so I'll start the clean up until I can get out of here," she said to no one as she ran her eyes over the club.

Looking up at the large house before them they could see the broken glass in the doorframe. They stepped forward thinking the occupants would be at work or other wise somewhere else downtown.

That was one of the worst things about earthquakes or any other disasters. They tended to bring out the worst in people. People that would pillage and plunder in the wake of every disaster. Taking and stealing during a time when people in the city should be banding together. But these kinds of people were the worst kind as a group of them stepped closer to the house before them.

The ringing in her ears seemed to get louder as she tried to think of what had happened. Seeing the pots and pans on the floor next to her she started to recall where she was and why she was lying on the kitchen floor. Trying to push herself up, a searing pain shot through her arm causing her to fall back to the floor.

Trying to fight back the tears that were now cascading down her face Phoebe tried once again to stand though not using her arms. As she gripped onto the counter with her one hand her world spun from the pounding in her head.

Looking around the kitchen she could see the total mess it now was in. "Oh Piper is going to freak when she sees this." She said as she thoughts turned to her sisters.

She fumbled her way through the kitchen into the front entrance and saw a shadow out of her peripheral vision. A smoky shadow that was coming from the direction of the basement door.

He first thoughts were on the Woggeyman as she stepped back away from the kitchen even further.

Prue sat on the grass as her thoughts stayed on her sisters. Sally had gone in search of an emergency crew to look at Prues wounds.

"Prue?"

Opening her eyes Prue looked up into the eyes of a paramedic.

"Hi there. I'm Bob. I heard you were hurt. Can you tell me where?"

Having explained to the paramedic her injuries she was siting up talking to him and Sally.

"I need to find my sisters."

"Ok we're almost done here." He said, "Though I would recommend a trip to the hospital as soon as possible."

"Not now. I need to get to P3 and to the Manor."

"P3?'

"The night club my sister was going there this morning. She owns it."

"Great club, I go there all the time."

"Maybe I'll see you there one night." Prue said as she caught his eye.

"Maybe." He said. "Ok and the Manor?"

"Home. That's where my little sister is." She said with worry again. She knew both her sisters were afraid of earthquakes but Phoebe was the most scared.

"Hang on." He reached around and spoke into his radio. Turning back to Prue, "what's the address?"

"1329 Prescott."

Speaking again into the radio Prue watched and listened as the voices came back over the radio.

"Bob I'm in the area now. We have multiple fires up and down the street. At this point we can't determine what has caused it."

Prue felt the hot tears running down her cheek as her thoughts went out to Phoebe. Somewhere out there in a blazing inferno was her baby sister.