Disclaimer: The Charmed Characters are the property of Aaron Spelling and Constance Burge. I just borrow them for your enjoyment and my writing addiction.

That 70's Episode

The dust and energy was settling but inside she felt nothing but turmoil. They had vanquished yet another demon. Though this one held ties to their past. A past she wasn't ready to face yet. Especially after everything they had been through.

She knew her sisters felt the pain as she had, but somehow she felt hers worse. To see her mother like that, to hold her and be held by her. She wanted nothing more then to stay in her own past. But she knew she couldn't. She felt her legs moving with a mind of their own as she left the attic. She heard Piper call for her, and the whispers of Prue right after but she didn't care. She let her legs guide her to her own solitude.

"Prue."

"She needs some time right now Piper. She has all these memories now to hold on to but she misses what Mum was to be to her."

"She can't do this alone."

"And she won't. But right now I know she needs time to sort it out."

Piper leaned back into Prue as she watched Phoebe leave the attic. Her own memories of their mother swirling in her mind as she moved from her sister and sat on the couch in the attic.

"It isn't fair Prue. Why did we lose her so young? We never got a chance to really know her. For her to come to our proms, our first break ups."

"Phoebes first taste of alcohol." Prue added with a laugh.

"For her it seems the saddest."

"Give her a few Piper then we'll go see her." Prue placed her arm around Piper letting her know she was there. Inside her own heart she wanted to cry out. She had seen her mother die on the docks that day. But to see her now in living flesh was more then even she could take as she reached up and wiped away the gentle tear.

Phoebe closed her bedroom door quietly before leaning back against it. She had so many emotions she didn't even know where to start. She hadn't even realized as she slide to the floor and as everything but her took hold of her body. She had pulled her knees up to her chest as she let out a cry. The cry of baby missing her mother.

Prue walked down the stairs and felt her self-starring at the door before her. She wasn't sure how long she was there but she felt herself at one point sliding down the wall, still starring at the door. She wanted to go in but like her self she knew her sister needed to work things out.

She felt Piper coming and sitting beside her against the wall.

"Why is now so much harder then any other time she has been upset?"

"Because this is something we all have to deal with. But mostly you two. And this is something that no matter how much we care or love each other this is one pain we know will never go away."

Prue looked up at Piper not really understanding, "What about you?"

"I will. But you saw mum lying on that dock. And Phoebe has no memories. This is more the two of you then me."

"Piper it isn't. We all lost her. I remember you coming to me in the middle of the night crying."

"Prue I am not going to sit here and tell you it doesn't hurt, because it does. But right now I think this is what you two need to find each other again." Piper pulled Prue lose as they both felt the loss again of a mother that died too soon.

She felt numb, everything she had seen and done the last few days or hours, even that she wasn't sure, just seemed like blur to her. Her mother was holding her in her arms. A feeling she didn't wan to let go of. She had wanted to stay there forever. But she felt something deep inside her when she took that note out of the book.

In all her turmoil she hadn't even felt the arms drawing her inward, into a warm hug. But it was a touch she knew all to well, and familiar in a mother way. But she also knew it was not her mother. Her mother was gone.

Her tears were never ending as she felt Prue's arms around her. She wanted to stop but her emotions wouldn't let her. All she wanted were the same arms that embraced her hours before, arms she knew she would never feel again.

"Prue."

"It's ok sweetie. I'm here. Just let it go." Prue held on to her sister as she rocked her back and forth.

"It isn't fair. Why her? Why then? I never knew her." Her tears came faster and harder as she tried to face her reasons. Her voice holding an anger at anyone who would do that to a small child, let alone three of them.

"I don't know baby. But she will always be here with us. You have to hang on t to that." Prue felt her own tears forming inside her eyes. Tears for her sister who never had a chance to know her mother and tears for herself for seeing her again. Bringing back the old demons of seeing her die.

Prue ran tiny circles over Phoebes back trying to calm her down. Her cries and sobs son became softer heaves and then soon just a few sniffles. Before long Phoebe finally succumbed to sleep

At some point in the night she gently untwisted herself from her sister. Softly padding down the stairs, "Mum?"

"Baby. Go back to bed."

"I can't."

"Phoebe, I don't know what to say other then I wish, and have wished all these year to be with you. I was the one thing you needed in your life."

"I had Grams and Prue."

"You and I both know that was not the same. And it wasn't fair on Prue,"

"I still loved her the same."

"I know baby. But the time we just spent we will both cherish in our hearts. I love you Phoebe, my baby girl. Always and forever."

Phoebe flickered her eyes open and was greeted by nothing but empty space. It was just a dream. But as she felt her emotion taking hold of her she felt the arms wrap around her silently. She didn't need a face or a voice to go with it. She knew whom it was that as comforting her, as she once again let her tears fall silently as she buried herself into Prue's chest.

Once again the morning dawn approached as she woke with the sun in her eyes. She felt the love from her sister and wanted to stay where she was. But as she once again untangled herself she felt her emotions taking control.

Lying in her bed she kept everything deep inside her. It was her mothers touch. Her mothers love. And now that she had it, she didn't want to let it go.

Phoebe sat alone in the kitchen as she starred down at one picture. It was one with Prue and Piper with their mother. Shed realized there were very few pictures of her with the mother. Pictures and moment she had lost years before.

But as Prue and Piper came into the kitchen she had seen and understood what everything was about. She may not have liked it but it was who they all were. She loved her mother with everything she had, but somewhere her love for her sisters encompassed it. As she felt their love as well taking hold of her for one brief moment.

She heard Prue words regarding maturity but she wasn't ready for that, not yet anyway. She moved and sat on Prue, taking in her older sisters' love. And enjoying the comforts of being a baby for one more day.

"Love you Sweetie." Prue whispered as she pulled Phoebe closer.

"Love you too." Phoebe acknowledged. All she wanted to do was stay there. Safe in her sister arms as they both felt the warm embrace around them.

"I love you both."

Patty felt her own mothers arm around her as she leaned back into them.

"They still have so much pain."

"I know darling. But together they will get through it. And it will be that bond which will make them stronger. Not only as witches but mostly as sisters." Penny told her daughter as they both watched their girls with thoughts of love of their own.