She tossed and turned, as everything seemed to replay in her mind. She felt the searing pain as the sword ripped at her flash. The jagged edge sending more pain through her then she ever felt, slicing open the thin layers of flesh on her arm.

She cried out in pain as she held her arm with her other hand. She watched as he raced forward toward her sister, but she was soon facing another demon. Her focus lost for that one moment as she tried to see her sister again as she felt the hit to her head. Seeing the ground spinning up to meet her. She fought through the fog to stay awake. She felt the kick to her ribs and then everything just stopped.

She heard the roar of people cheering and clapping. She saw the look of concern in her sisters' eyes as she focused on them. And the loss in her voice when she looked to where Piper had been last seen.

She felt the weight on her but she fought to push it off as her world came back into focus, "Piper?" she pushed up from the bed only to feel the pain of her wound

Prue looked up relieved to see her sister finally awake. "Hey. Easy Phoebs. That was quite the wallop you took to the head." She brushed her hand over her sisters' head. "How you feeling?"

"Like I got hit by a 49'ers linebacker running full tilt at me with all his gear on."

Prue looked at Phoebe and smiled down at her, "That bad hey?" She always wondered how her baby sister could keep her sense of humor at times like this.

"That good. I could have said a freight train."

Prue held her face neutral, "Yeah I guess you could have. But I think you would have had better luck with the train."

The doctor came in the room and looked at Phoebes chart, "How you doing?"

Phoebe shared a look with Prue and let out a small laugh.

Prue looked up at him and saw the confusion in his face; "Do you want the linebacker version or the freight train version?"

He looked from each sister and saw the smiles on their faces. "I think I'll go with linebacker version." He placed the chart back at the end of the bed. "You feel like you got hit by a linebacker during a scrum, and you just want the practice to be over."

Phoebe looked at the Dr. and then to Prue and couldn't help but laugh, even though it caused her ribs to cry out in protest, "More like a linebacker in full playoff mode and dressed for battle." Phoebe told him

"Oh. That bad hey." He smiled, "Well you suffered several bruised and one cracked rib. A mild concussion and to top it off the gash on your arm we had to put 14 stitches in."

"Is that all. Damn 15 is my record."

"Well if you like I could put in two more to break it."

Prue looked up at him and could see he was serious, "Don't encourage her Dr." Prue glared at him though she meant no harm, "Is she gonna be ok?"

"She should be. I've prescribed an antibiotic to help with any infection to her arm. And you will need to keep and eye on her tonight after the blow to the head. Other then that she is free to go."

Prue looked over at Phoebe and could see the relief in her eyes. She always hated hospitals, they all did. "Thank you for everything Dr."

"You're welcome. I should be keeping her overnight. But I'm not one to ruin a vacation for visitor to Las Vegas.

"Thank you again." Prue said as he walked out of the room.

Prue opened the door to their room and watched as Phoebe sat on the bed and lay down. "You ok sweetie?"

"Just a killer headache. But we need to figure out what happen to Piper."

Prue walked over and sat beside her, "I know. I was thinking about the whole time I was waiting for you."

Phoebe rested her head back against the couch in the hotel room. Her mind was drawn back to the day she met Marcie and Anna. But also what she had seen after she had left the bookstore.

Prue looked at her sister, "Phoebs. You ok?"

Phoebe wasn't sure what to say. The vision she had was nothing she could even convey to her sisters or sister.

"Phoebe?" Prue had the feeling that her sister was hiding something.

She pulled away from her sisters' touch and rolled over to the far side of the bed. She knew she had to tell Prue, but after everything they had just endured she wasn't sure what to say.

"I saw the women at the store. The day after I got the premonition. I went and tried to find the woman I touched." She started. She could see the disappointment in Prues face as she continued. "After I left the store I got another premonition."

"What?" Prue looked at her sister not certain she believed what she had just said. "Phoebe how could you not tell us?"

Phoebe wanted nothing more then to crawl off the bed and disappear. But she couldn't, she had to save Piper. She looked up at Prue and saw the disappointment in her eyes, "I was going to. Especially after what she told me. But then I got the other premonition and I couldn't."

"Couldn't or wouldn't! Phoebe after everything we all went through after you lied to us about Cole, how could you do it again three weeks later?" Prue stood up from the bed and paced to the foot of it. She felt her anger rising inside.

"Prue."

"No Phoebe. You are unbelievable you know that. And even after you heard Piper and me talking earlier today. How I wanted to get everything back the way it was." She stopped and looked over at Phoebe and saw that her sister was still fighting with something, "What did she say?" She asked, putting her anger aside for one moment.

Phoebe closed her eyes. She deserved everything that Prue was yelling at her and she deserved all of her sisters' anger. "It was her younger sister that I saw that day in the store. She had gone on a vacation with some friends and she disappeared. The police figured she just ran off. But Marcie was sure there was more to it. Then I told her what I saw."

"Where was she?"

Phoebe held Prues stared, "Las Vegas." She answered quietly.

Prue stood in silence as she held Phoebes stare. She was so mad she was afraid of what she would say. She shock her head, "I can't believe you! How could you not tell us? We are walking right into the very place that your premonitions are happening and you DON'T TELL US!? In case you forgot, you almost died the same way that witch did!"

"I was there Prue I remember!" She felt her defense go up.

"No. Do not even try and get defensive on me Phoebe. Again you held back information that is vital to all of us. And now Piper has been kidnapped by whatever this thing is and we have no idea what is going on." She started for the door.

"Prue."

"No. I don't want to hear it right now. Right now we have to find Piper. Then the three of us can discuss this." She turned and walked out of the bedroom and into the living room area of their suite.

Phoebe didn't move. She knew she should have told her sisters what she had learned. But what was she supposed to do. In her second vision she had seen herself talking to Prue and Piper at home about what they had seen. Then she saw them in the arena, though this time they knew who to look for. Everything there proceeded as normal until the demon had gone and started to demand for the witches and started to kill the innocent spectators. They had to give themselves up in order to save the innocents and in doing so they had all being killed anyway.

She felt the bonds on her wrists as she woke up feeling the gritty sand on her face. She tried to sit up but something was holding her down.

Lifting her head as best she could she looked around the dark desert. The silhouette of the cactus through the light the blue moon cast down on the desert. The smaller bundles of tumbleweed between the shadows were all around her.

"Ah witch. You finally see the end of your life and the end of the Charmed Ones."

Piper didn't say anything she just glared at him.

"Ah no come back?" he taunted as he stood over her from the top of his horse, "That is of no concern to me one way or another. I was just wondering if I should kill you now or let your sisters watch as I kill all of you in front of each other. Either way I win and I will get the powers of the Charmed Ones."

"You are living in a fantasy world if you think you have any chance of killing any of us."

He moved his horse closer to her his hoof coming down right beside her head. Leaning over he looked down on her, "You're sisters will come for you and when they do they will find nothing but the bones your flesh was on." He pulled his sword and slashed her across her stomach. Hearing her cry of pain giving him the satisfaction he wanted. "Good bye witch." he turned his horse and rode off through the desert in darkness. Leaving her to the wilds of the Nevada desert.

Blood. The smell was what drew them to that place once again. But this time it was mixed with fear and power. The power was what gave him caution as he led his pack closer. He saw what was left for them. A meal for their loyalty, but he took caution.

Piper tried to shut out the pain in her stomach as she fought against the ropes holding her hands behind her. But she stopped at the sound she hoped she had not heard. A low growl.

She looked behind her and saw nothing, until she felt her fear freeze inside her throat as the coyote pack descended towards her.