Later that day when Darryl came over, Phoebe was sitting on the couch starring out the window. Piper had told her that Darryl was coming back to ask her what happened in the alley that day. So now she sat waiting for him. Waiting to tell him that it was a demon. That what she did was self-defense. She had no intention of telling him she had a premonition. For she knew that Piper would also be sitting in the room with her. She couldn't tell her sisters of what she had seen. That she had caused another sisters' death, as well as Prue's.

As her thoughts turned to her oldest sister she felt a tear trying to escape, though she quickly wiped it away. She didn't deserve to cry. It was her fault that Prue was dead. That alone relinquished her rights to cry for the loss of her sister.

"Phoebe? Darryl's here sweetie." Piper looked in on her sister. She had been worried about Phoebe ever since she had woken up earlier screaming.

Phoebe looked up at Piper with a lost look in her eyes. She didn't know what to say to Darryl. She didn't know what to say to anyone any more.

"Hi Phoebe. How you feeling?"

"I'm ok Darryl. Thanx."

"Phoebe I need you to tell me what happen?"

"I don't know Darryl. I was walking along, making my way back to the Jeep. I decided to take a short cut through the alley. I know stupid move. But I figured I'm a witch. What could happen?"

"So you had no idea what was going to happen before?" Piper asked thinking her sister had a premonition.

"No Piper." She snapped back. "I told you I was walking back to the Jeep. He just jumped out and made some comment about oh lookie a Charmed One."

"So it was a demon?" Darryl confirmed his suspicions

"He must have been. How else would he know that I was a Charmed One?" she said sarcastically. "Look Darryl that's all I know I defended myself against this creep. I'm sorry he's dead."

"Yeah well as you say it does look like self defense. So if he was a demon. Why is he lying in my morgue?"

"What?" Phoebe looked at him shocked

"He's in the morgue Phoebe. Like an other dead person." Darryl said eyeing her reaction.

"Ok so if he was a demon, how?" she looked at Piper confused. "Whenever we kill a demon they usually vanish. How now could one be left behind? Unless…" Phoebe stopped her sentence as she looked at Piper.

"Unless he's not dead." Piper finished for her.

"Ok this is bad isn't it." Darryl looked on with new worry.

"Yes Darryl. Because I have a feeling that the city morgue is going to be missing a body soon. If not already." Piper informed him.

"Captain I'm telling you he was right here not two minutes ago."

"Well he ain't there now is he?" the captain yelled back slamming his hand on the now empty slab. "Now you tell me how the hell a dead person can just disappear?"

"I..I don't know sir."

"You don't know. Well that's great. So what you think maybe he just walked outta here all by himself? Find him!" He yelled again as he stormed out of the city morgue. His mind wandered to a day a few years back when he saw one of his own on that same slab. It was about a year before that that all the weird things started happening in San Francisco. His thoughts remained on his friend: Andy. He was one year ahead of his old friend at the academy, but as soon as he saw Andy in action he knew that he would make a great cop. And he was right.

"Wish you were here now my friend. This looks like another case for you to handle. Missing corpses and all. And yet another one involving the Halliwells." He said to himself as he sat at his desk, opening the file that lay in front of him.

Phoebe was still lying on the couch when Paige walked in the Manor.

"Hey Phoebe how you feeling?" she asked as she sat on the end of the couch near Phoebes feet.

"I'll live." She answered non-committal.

"How's the head." Paige pushed a bit more, indicating to the one area that Phoebe had received any noticeable injuries from her attack.

"Just a bit of a headache. Nothing major."

"So five stitches hey. Not bad for fighting off a demon alone." Paige stated, letting Phoebe know in her own subtle way that she thought what Phoebe did was crazy, if not suicidal.

"Yeah well I can add that to my collection of demon stitches." Phoebe sneered back. Letting Paige know that she didn't want to talk about it.

Paige getting the idea from Phoebe stood up, "Piper in the kitchen?" she asked making her way in that direction, though receiving no answer from Phoebe.

Phoebe eventually fell back to sleep once again as her nightmare once again haunted her mind. She could never shake the images of her oldest sister. Her ghastly face was crawling with maggots as she once again accused Phoebe of her death. Each time she saw her sister her body was ravaged with the signs of death. The ghostly image, of a whole sister, that had first appeared was no longer there. Now all she saw were the skeletal remains covered on dirt and bugs. Once again as always pointing her crooked skeleton finger accusingly at her baby sister.

Piper came in the living room only to see Phoebe tossing and turning from a nightmare. Not wanting her sister to hurt herself she sat beside her trying to wake her. "Phoebe honey. Wake up sweetie." Piper shook her gently not wanting to startle her sister.

Phoebe heard the faint voice of her sister, but it was not breaking through the guilt that she held inside her. The guilt that she had killed her sister. Finally pushing away once again she broke from her nightmare and sat up. The throbbing in her head from her stitches rang throughout her whole head and down her body, as she soon felt the loving arms of her sister around her. Finding temporary relief in the love she felt, she soon pulled away from it knowing the pain that she had caused Piper. Not direct pain by the pain of losing Prue.

"Phoebs you sure you're ok? I'm getting a bit worried. Maybe you hit your head harder then you thought." Worrying that her sister may have actually gotten a more serious concussion or something.

"I'm fine Piper. Really. Look I need some air. I won't be long." She said as she stood and walked out the Manor door.

Piper was about to go after Phoebe when the phone ringing stops her. Debating whether to follow Phoebe and let Paige answer the phone, or get it herself. Deciding on the phone herself she let her baby sister leave the Manor praying that she would be ok.

"Hello."

"Piper. Ok remember what you said about the body disappearing earlier today?" Darryl said in one breath.

"Whoa Darryl, slow down. What are you talking about?"

"He's gone Piper. The guy that attacked Phoebe. He's gone."

"Ok Darryl we'll take care of it. Don't worry." She explained as she hung up the phone looking to the front door. The one that Phoebe had just gone through. The one that could once again lead her baby sister into another battle with a demon that they knew nothing about.