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[When she first hears that voice, her heart stops. Just freezes in her chest, silent to the blood roaring in her ears while she stares at the face in front of her- Phoebe. Her baby sister, her Feebs- it hits her in the chest with a thousand-pound weight. Someone at work actually stops and asks her if she's okay, and Prue can't even care that this is a terrible impression to make on her first day back at work, because her sister is here.

She doesn't bother trying to get herself together for the reply. It won't work.]

Phoebe?

PRUE?

[Phoebe's jaw drops and then her face breaks into an insanely big smile]

Prue - thank god!I mean - where's Leo? Is Piper here? Wait... did you get sent here too? I thought it was cos of... you know?

[She loses her smile as she remembers her execution - the pain, the fear.... pain.]

It's just me- what are you talking about?

Uh... [Okay, deep breaths while she remembers how this works for everyone else. The normal things. Um.] Did you talk to a Greeter? One of those people in the baseball field?

Yoou don't remember? We went to the future - you were blonde, Prue! And...

[She looks down.] And then I ended up here and at first I thought I was dead - and then... isn't it what you imagine the Underworld to look like?

What's the deal with all the leaflets too?

[She lets out a harsh breath. The future. The alternate future- god, that was such a long time ago. Prue shakes her head.]

Phoebe, I'm coming to you now. Go, find one of those Greeters, and talk to them. This isn't the Underworld and it isn't our world either. Just talk to them, let them answer your questions, and make sure to pay attention.

I'll be there in about twenty minutes.

[Her tone brooks no argument and she's already on the move, grabbing her purse, a jacket, getting ready to leave wherever she's at. It looks like a studio of some kind, or a photoshoot.]

Whoa, geez Prue! Way to side step a happy family reunion there.

[Phoebe raises her eyebrows. As if she's going back to the baseball diamond]

I'm heading over to the apartments they mentioned - do you live there too?

[Phoebe notes the background. Huh. Snazzy...Prue's going to make her get a job straight away isn't she?]

No, I have my own place. Just stay where you are so I can find you- please.

[There's a note of something else in the last word, a little bit rawer than she meant it to sound. Prue briskly breaks eye contact with the screen, busying herself with getting ready and scribbling a note- unusual for her, since she normally at least makes an in-person excuse. Not today. She's in a hurry.]

Did they tell you everything? About the Core, the Pull, about different universes, and the powers?

Fiiiiiiine...

[She smirks and settles down. Behind Phoebe, Prue will be able to make out the grim bricks of the Starter apartments. God - Prue is so business minded. Phoebe had been told about powers, pulls, cores and stuff... but she was rattled. She had thought that they were demons. Or the elders. Or that she was dead. And so Phoebe hadn't really paid a great deal of attention. She puts on a hopeful tone when she answers Prue - hoping that she can lie well enough to pass Big Sis's test.]

Yeah - yeah -everyone has powers, people from earth being pulled, save the innocents?

More like "survive". Please tell me you paid attention to the part about the unbeatable Darkness that devours the city every night.

[A little distractedly, as she's getting the hell out of wherever she's at.]

[What?] Darkness? Uh - yeah... Is it like demons? Can we fight it?

[Phoebe grins. She likes fighting the demons, even if it is terrifying. She leans back against the brick wall, scrolling through her NV. For a while she's quiet.. And then - ]

Want to tell me something, Prue?

We can't fight it. We can try, but no matter how many monsters you kill one night, they all come back the next, like it never happened.

[Not that she hasn't gone outside before, to blow off steam. Some people do yoga, some people meditate.

She sighs heavily.]

What, Feebs?

That post... your 'confession?'

[Phoebe snorts with laughter] You cast a spell on the WHOLE city?

[She exhales tersely.]

Yes. We'll talk about it later.

Just wait for me behind the dugout, I'll be there in a while. In the meantime, those coupon books the Greeters were offering you- take them. Trust me, you'll need them.

[A last, long look.]

I'll see you soon. Love you.

[C l i c k.]

[Phoebe rolls her eyes, but walks slowly back to the dug out. Did Prue actually say that she loved her? Or was Phoebe's hearing still off from the burning and the rough landing in Port? She'll have to listen again, when she meets Prue.

She's more aware now, of the greeters and what they're trying to tell her about the Core and stuff, and she makes sure to pocket the coupons and the free samples people are giving out. No need for Prue to know that Phoebe ACTUALLY followed her advice.

She listens dubiously to the prattle about loans - really? But she moves on. She's sat on a bench behind the dug outs, cross legged and reading her NV with a smirk on her face when Prue appears]

[Personally, Prue is grateful that Phoebe doesn't come from really early, because explaining that she can say "I love you" now isn't really on her list of things to do. But that's furthest from her mind on the cab ride over- what she is thinking about is plans, logistics, apartment size and rent rates. She hasn't asked Chris to move in with her yet, but she had planned to, and this doesn't change that. But the Charmed Ones can't live apart- and Prue doesn't want to live away from her sister.

They have a month to find a place they can all afford, with room for Piper (and Leo) if they show. It's enough. It has to be. She scribbles and notes and marks things down in the notepad she always carries with her, spending the last 15 minutes of the ride mapping out how much overtime she'll have to work to make enough money. And to account for Phoebe- who she will not let stay jobless, not until they have the cash.

A pothole startles her out of her concentration, and she notices they're close. The Towers are looming on the left, with the baseball field stretching out behind some buildings down to the right. Prue puts everything away and neurotically smooths her skirt over and over again until it's time to pay and get out.

She watches the cab drive away with her back turned to the field. A deep breath- okay.

Her eyes widen when she first sees Phoebe, and she actually manages to walk a whole ten feet before breaking into a jog and yanking Phoebe into a crushing hug as soon as she can.]

Phoebe. I can't believe you're here.

[Phoebe hadn't even noticed her sister coming - until she was pulled into a hug. Her NV went flying, landing somewhere beneath the bench as Phoebe almost sagged into Prue's arms. Seeing her big sister again - being able to touch her - just reminded Phoebe of when she had been restrained; when they could only offer glances of commiseration and apology. It brings back the memory of being burned alive - of the pain and the humiliation - the knowledge that she murdered someone in the future. She's almost crying, sort of making gasping sounds, but her eyes are dry.]

I didn't think I'd see you again.

I know.

[She pulls her tighter, letting Phoebe bury against her if she needs to. From what Phoebe said and how she's reacting, it's not hard to guess exactly what her little sister just left behind.]

Oh honey, I've missed you so much, I can't believe you're here.

I've missed you too, Prue.

[For a minute, she just hugs Prue, relieved that she's ok - relieved that Phoebe herself is still alive. But then she pulls away, and there's that little sparkle back in Phoebe's eyes which means mischief]

So Prue, sex-changing spells? On the whole city ?
That is way worse than anything I have done.

[Prue nods, and try as she might to mirror that sisterly sparkle, her smile is paired with eyes fighting back tears. Teasing- that's her Phoebe. Her Phoebe.]

Yeah. I- [an odd little laugh.] -I cast a spell that changed over two thousand people.

Riiiiiight! You can officially never yell at me for using my magic again!

[She's laughing though, and moves to hug Prue again.]

Don't be sad. Now tell me about that cute guy! What was he called? Sam? Are you two...?

[No tears on her arrival. And if talking about boys will distract Prue, then they'll be talking about boys!]

[Prue smiles a little in spite of herself. She can always count on Phoebe to get right down to business. Another hug it is.]

Ah- no, not really. [SUBJECT CHANGE YES] It's not like I meant to turn half the city upside-down, that's just what happened. [She puts a hand on Phoebe's back to guide her to the street.] My magic interacted weirdly with the power of the Core. We have to be careful with the wording on our spells here.

[Is Prue always this practical? Stupid question, really. Yes, Prue is always this practical. And so unwilling to talk about boys.]

What does 'not really' mean? Either you are or you're not.

[She's still grinning though. Phoebe KNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWS. But still - practicality does need to be discussed.]

Careful with spells - got ya. But wait - do we even have the Book of Shadows here?

Yes, we have the Book. Don't worry. I've kept it safe.

[Prue takes a minute to flag down a cab, get them inside, and tell the driver where to go. It isn't to the Towers.]

[ Sam is pinged immediately by 'Prue.' Is this one of the mysterious Halliwell sisters? He cracks a smile, glad that Prue will finally have one of her siblings here in the Port, as he knows how much she's been missing them. ]

Prue's here, don't worry.

She is? Wait, you know her?

[Phoebe bites her lip and then smiles. What a cute guy!]

I'm Phoebe, her sister.

Phoebe. [ He smiles back. ] I'm Sam. Nice to meet you.

Uh-- Yeah. We're...

[ Involved? Dating? He shrugs, sheepishly. Who knows anymore. ]

You're...?

[Phoebe's smirking. She knows exactly what Sam's implying. And she approves - he is cute, and she's glad that Prue is moving on from Andy. Still, it's a shame. He's yummy!]

Uh... yeah. [ Hopefully she gets what he means. Cue awkward scratching the back of his head, now. ]

[Chris feels pretty guarded about this, but he's more concerned than anything.]

Phoebe?

Who wants to know?

[Is he a demon? How else would he know? It'd be a shame to vanquish him - he was cute!]

Um... I'm Chris. A Whiterlighter. From your future. Look, Prue's here. She'll fill you in.

[Chris wonders when it was that he got bad at this lying thing. It had been easier when he was expecting it, when he had prepared to tell them all he was nothing more than a Whitelighter from the future. Now he just remembers her coming to him and being the first to ask "Are you Wyatt's little brother?" and he just feels sort of numb.]

What's the last thing you remember?

A white lighter? But... Leo's our lightwhiter. Anyway, how can I believe that?

[She eyes him up and down with a smirk. He really is cute]

You tell me how you know me first. Leo's our white lighter.

[Chris rolls his eyes] He's your Whitelighter, sure. But he's not the only one.

[He sets the NV down so that he she can still see him and the orbs. Just gone one second in a shower of lights and then back in the same place.] You're a Charmed One. Everyone knows about you. Everyone from our reality anyway.

[Fine. So he's a Whitelighter. She relaxes just a little]

Ok.... so... are you our Whitelighter here? Because I've shouted Leo and unless he's 'busy' with Piper...

You gonna show me a way home?

I don't have a way home. We're trapped here.

I don't think it works that way.

At least one of my sisters is here.

[She smiles] Even if it is Prue.

I'm Phoebe.

[Is that chick wearing a cloak? Strange fashions these people have]

[Shush; it's a very important cloak. ...You'd wear it too if you could, during the blue moon, Phoebe.]

I'm Red.

Nice to meet you!

[Bless Phoebe, she's still completely unaware of the horror she can turn into]

Lived here long?

Just a month or so.

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