Sorry for the delay. Between ball tournaments and two jobs my life took a crazy turn .. enjoy..

The words echoed in her mind over and over, with each time getting louder. It felt like a jackhammer going off inside of her, as her feelings twisted into fear. Could Phoebe be trapped in the Manor as it burned to the ground? Was she able to get out when the earthquake hit? And what about Piper? Her tears ran freely, as if they were in a mad dash to get somewhere.

Sally reached her arm around her friend as she too had heard the news over the radio.

Bob turned to back to Prue and saw the anguish in her eyes and face. "Come on I'll see if I can get you there."

Prue could feel herself falling apart but stood up strong with Sally and Bobs help.

"Aaron. I need a favour." Bob yelled out over the crowd.

"Yeah Bob."

"Hey can you get these ladies to P3 ASAP."

"I don't know about ASAP, but I can see what I can do." Aaron looked at the two woman, one fo them clearly upset about something.

Prue listened to Bob and quickly got confused.

"They got some pretty nasty fires in that area of town. But yeah I'll see what I can do." He said as he looked over at Prue.

"Prue Halliwell?"

Looking up she met Aaron's gaze. "Yes."

"Sorry Aaron MacArthur. I met you once, at Andy Trudeau's service."

Just hearing Andy's name brought more memories to the surface that she wasn't ready for. It had not been that long since her friend's death.

"Sorry to bring up the past. He was a good friend."

"Yes he was." She agreed. "Um, did you just say there were fires near P3?"

"Yeah, that whole end of town. Why?"

Turning to look at Bob, "I though they said the fires were near the Manor."

"No sorry, I never got anyone in that area. It was P3 that has the fires near it. Sorry."

"Um that's ok." She said though now her worry turned from one sister to the other. She looked at Aaron, "My sister owns P3. That was where she was going this morning."

"Come on I'll see how close I can get you to there." he said motioning for them to get in the car.

She turned quickly at the shadow she had seen but there was nothing there. Walking cautiously towards the basement door she scanned the kitchen looking for anything that may have been there.

She placed her hand on the door and closing her eyes took in a deep breath before gaining the courage to open the door that she had always feared as a child. And as she recalled her last experience in the basement she was not anxious to go down again.

Standing at the top of the stairs she turned on the light, "Hello?"

Getting no answer she took a hesitant step forward. Stopping half way down at the sound of what she thought was crying.

"Is anyone down here?" she asked again.

Still nothing.

Continuing further down she looked around the basement as the light filled the crevasses. Seeing only the boxes that had been there collecting dust over the years she made her way further towards the back. She paused momentarily as she past by the same spot where she had seen the Woogyman disappear into the ground and the cement floor seal its fate once again. She sighed inwardly in relief as she saw that there was no crack in the ground.

She made her way closer to the soft crying that she could hear amongst the boxes. Peering in behind the boxes she could make out the figure of a little girl.

The girl looked up from her spot and tried to crawl further out of sight to hide from whoever was calling to her. She was scared after everything that had just happened. As she tried to tuck further back she realized that she couldn't hide anymore and that she would be seen. Locking eyes suddenly with the women before her she got startled and panicked as she quickly stood up and started to run for the stairs.

In her sudden movement she caused the boxes to fall over Phoebe sending them all crashing to the floor. The young girl quick to recover as she ran for the stairs only to stop as she got half way up.

Phoebe watched as the little girl reacted quickly to been found and sent the boxes crashing to the floor with her and Phoebe along side them. As Phoebe fell, a shooting pain ripped through her arm as she cried out in pain, thus stopping the girl in her pursuit of freedom.

Phoebe screamed out, as the pain wouldn't stop as she clutch her arm protectively to her body trying everything to stop it from hurting. Closing her eyes to block out the pain she cried for her sisters wishing that they were both there to help her.

It was then that she felt the gentle touch on her shoulder. It reminded her of Pipers touch. Soft and caring. Opening her eyes she saw the small features of the same small child she had frightened.

The girl gently ran her hand over Phoebes cheeks and wiped away her tears. "I'm sorry." She said so softly that Phoebe almost didn't hear it.

"It's ok. I frightened you first." She said as gentle as she could. "My names Phoebe."

"Jamie."

"Well Jamie why don't you and I go back upstairs and see if we can't do something about this arm of mine. And then maybe we can get something to eat." Phoebe suggested. All she wanted was to call 911 and get herself to the hospital. She had a feeling that her arm was broken and after the earthquake it could take emergency crews some time to get to where she was. After all, she was certain that there were more important things going on then a witch with a broken arm.

Jamie nodded at Phoebes suggestion as she then helped her from the floor and started for the stairs. But as they took the first step together on the stairs Phoebes worst fear came true as the Manor once again shock under the pressure from under the earth's surface sending her and Jamie flying back to the ground.

The last thing Phoebe saw was the shelves on the wall falling off their brackets, as the shelves and everything on them crashed on and around them and then everything went black once again.

Prue fidgeted in the back seat as they drove to P3. She couldn't get her sisters off her mind. It was times like this she wished she had Phoebes power to see into the future. At least maybe she could get a premonition of what was to come for them all. But she also knew that her baby sister did have control of her power like that.

She suddenly felt the car shift and then swerve as another quake rocked the city. She braced herself for any impact that they may have as Aaron tried to get vehicle under control. But there were things that he could not control as he hit the brakes suddenly sending all the occupants in the car lurching forward. As Prue looked up she could see the telephone pole in front of them as steam escaped from where the car had hit the pole that had fallen in front of their path. The next thing she saw was the sparks of the live wires that were all around them.

Piper tried to busy herself around the club as she waited for help to get there. She had tried calling the Manor, even though they all advise not to use the phone after an earthquake, but she had to know if Phoebe was ok. But as luck would have it, or maybe it was the fates, she got no dial tone when she picked up the receiver.

Stepping into the stock room she sighed as she saw all the bottles smashed on the floor.

"I guess this is why we carry insurance." She said to herself as she started to clean up the broken mess. It was then that she thought she sensed the faint smell of smoke. Looking around she could find nothing burning. As she stepped out of the sock room she could then see the smoke trying to get in from under the back door. She looked up and could also see it coming in through the vents of the stock room as well. As she placed a wet cloth at the back door she looked around to find a way to stop the smoke from coming in the vents. But as she re-entered the stock room was when she was jolted backwards as once again the earth beneath her shock.

Grabbing onto the shelves to keep herself from falling she eventually lost her grip and fell to the ground. Trying to get back to her feet to get out of the stock room the next thing she heard was the creaking of the metal shelves above her. Turning around she saw in horror as the shelves descended down to her. Reacting the best she could she froze it half way down.

Crawling towards the door another shelf crashed down closing the door before she could reach it and pinning itself against it and trapping her inside.

As the room shock more intensely it also filled quicker with smoke. Coughing to try and keep her lungs clear she soon succumbed to the smoke as it completely filled the room.

Prue knew she had to get to her sister and fast. Even from that distance she could see the fires that were raging near the club. How long would it be until the club itself caught fire? Or had it already?

And what about Phoebe? She was guessing that her youngest sister was still at the Manor when the first quake rocked the city. If she wasn't there were else would she be? Was she hurt? Was she helping others or being helped?

She also thought of the bad side of disasters like this. The people that knew the police were to busy worrying about what had happened, they sometimes forget about the real crimes that would follow soon afterward.

As she tried to come up with a way to get out of the car without electrocuting herself she watched as an explosion erupted down the street. She could almost see the metal container shoot through the afternoon sky. As it crashed to the ground she knew where it was the explosion had come from. Just a few doors down from P3.