Phoebe sat with her head resting on Pipers shoulder. She wasn't even sure what she had just experienced. She watched as Prue came back in the room and handed her a glass of water.

"Thanks." Phoebe took the glass shakily from her sister

"Your welcome. Here I brought a cool damp cloth for your stomach. It might help the pain a little."

Phoebe slide down back on to her bed and let Prue gently place the cloth on her aching ribs.

"That better Phoebs?" Piper looked down at her sister with worry. What had she actually seen and felt?

"A bit." Phoebe responded quietly.

Sitting on the bed beside her Prue ran her hand through Phoebes hair, "You wanna talk about I sweetie?"

Phoebe at first didn't say anything. She didn't know what to say. "I wasn't really tired so I thought I'd keep reading that book you found. It seems that Melinda and the coven found Martha and Giles in a cabin in the woods outside Salem towards Danover. They cast a spell and bound their powers so when the police found them they couldn't harm anyone. But according to the book, Prudence was the key to our survival."

"So that is why Martha wants revenge on us. Melinda bound her powers and she could do nothing to prevent what would happen." Piper realized now what was going on.

"That's about it. But you see Giles was not hung like the others. He refused to stand trial and proclaimed his innocents all the time. So the tortured him until he confessed."

"Did he though."

"Not from what I remember when I was in Salem. He was crushed to death before he said anything."

"And that is what you felt. His death?" Pure asked with concern, worried that her sister may feel all the witches' deaths. And after eighteen hangings, which one would eventually kill her sister.

"Yeah but it seems different then the premonitions I usually get of the past. I mean I know it was him but it seemed more real some how."

"Real? Ok now you're scaring me Phoebs." Piper quickly looked at her sister, worry evident on her face.

"I'm not sure. And that's what scares me." Phoebe answered quietly as she nestled against Pipers stomach, before she slowly drifted back into restless sleep.

Prue and Piper sat beside Phoebe as she slept wanting to be there for her in case she woke again.

"So what are you thinking Prue? You've been awfully quiet."

"I don't know Piper. I'm just worried about Phoebe I guess. I mean is she going to feel every witch's death? Or is this just a random act because we came across Martha and we know what she wants of us and what she did?"

"I don't know. But I think we better figure this out before we all get caught into something that we can't stop." Piper answered as she locked eyes with her eldest sister. Her meaning not getting by Prue. Before it killed all of them.

Prue poured herself another cup of coffee and turned looking over at Piper who was starring into hers. "Hey is there something floating in there? Cause if there is letting me know now and I'll toss mine out." Prue said over to her sister who seemed deep in thought.

"Hmm. What?"

Prue looked at Piper before starting across the kitchen. "We'll work it out Piper. We always do." She said reassuring Piper of something that she herself wasn't even totally convinced of.

"Are you? I hated seen her like that last night Prue. I hate it every time she gets one of those damn premonitions. She gets hurt in some of them and I can't do a damn thing to stop it."

Prue took Pipers hand in hers. She knew exactly what Piper was feeling, it was the same as she did every time Phoebe got a premonition. It tore at her whenever she saw the look of pain on her baby girls' face and there was nothing either of them could do about it. "Every one says I'm the strongest. But I think its her. To have to go through that every time. You're right I hate it too, but there is nothing we can do except help her every time it happens."

The sound of the phone ringing brought them out of their thoughts as Piper reached for the phone just has it stop ringing. "Ok that's rude. Hang up before I even get to answer it." She said to the phone as she pulled her hand away.

They sat in silence having their train of thoughts broken from the phone.

"So what you say we look further into that little book and the BOS and figure out what's going on?" Prue finally broke the silence.

"I have a better idea."

"Phoebs. How you doing honey?" Piper asked as she pulled her little sister to her lap.

"That was Andy."

"Andy?" Prue looked at her sister curioisly.

"Phone. It was Andy. He needs our help."

"Andy? Ok wait that was him." Piper thought as she pieced together what was happening

"Yeah I grabbed it in the hall as I passed by."

"Phoebes what do you mean he needs our help? What happen?" Prue asked as she took Phoebes hand in hers.

Phoebe rested her head on Pipers shoulder as she looked over at her big sister. "He had a homicide last night that he thinks may be supernatural."

Prue saw the fear in Phoebes eyes and relayed back to her an unspoken message of protection.

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Andy took them all quietly through the house he had asked them to come to. He had not wanted to get them involved but he had to many mysterious deaths the last few days. And they also matched several that had happened in various parts across the country. If someone didn't figure this out soon the FBI would get involved because as it looked now a serial killer was making its way across America.

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She watched in anticipation as they wandered through the house. She knew they would figure it out as to who he was and what he had done. Or his ancestors had. His great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather, he was the one that had interrogated her beloved Giles and crushed him to death. Now he had paid the price for his grandfather's mistake.

She hovered around the room almost following them. She could tell which sister was which, the oldest down to the youngest. She recognized the youngest, she had been there. The place of her last breath. She had seen her there and felt a connection yet at the time she didn't understand but now she did. The witch had not yet received her powers. But now she had and it would be those powers that were her's and her sisters undoing.

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Phoebe looked around the house and felt a cold chill pass through her body. She wasn't sure what it was but she had a good feeling of whom. "Prue, Piper she's here." her voice was soft and quiet to a whisper

"Who? Martha?" Piper asked with hesitation.

"And she is pissed. We need to get out of here." Phoebe said with emphasize on the urgency

"Phoebe."

"No, NOW." She said as she grabbed her sisters by the hand and pulled them to the door.

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She would not let them escape this time. But with the mortals there what more could she do?

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Andy watched as the sister suddenly bolted from the house. He had nearly explained to them what had happened when they left. Turning he followed after them hoping to truly find out what was going on.

Phoebe almost leaped from the house as she pulled her sisters after her.

"Phoebe? What's going on?" Prue asked almost in anger

"She. She's here. I felt her presence. She did this." Phoebe managed to gasp out as she took in a breath.

Andy came out of the house as he looked onto the girls. "Ok what just happened in there?"

"Ghosts Andy, or more specially a ghost. From our distant past." Piper said as she still kept an eye on Phoebe.

"And this has what to do with the victim?"
"How was he killed?" Phoebe asked from her spot on the stairs.

Andy looked confused but looked from one sister to the next. "He was crushed to death. But there is no evidence of anything that would crush him like that."

Prue and Piper looked at each other knowing now what had happened the night before. It wasn't the death of Giles Corey that Phoebe had felt. It was the death of their innocent. Another victim of revenge for the spirit of Martha Corey.