A/N: Thanks for your support, would it be too late to admit I've never written a Charmed fiction before? This won't be a very long story….but I promise we'll all have fun.

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PS: Kraft…I would most definitely extend your thanks to my muse…if it was her presence and not her absence that compelled me to write…

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Phoebe awoke the next morning with purpose in her stride. She flipped through the Book of Shadows until she came to the 'To call a Lost Witch Spell' and jotted it down on a piece of paper; making a few changes to it to suit her needs, she took a deep breathe and closed her eyes,

"Here goes nothing"

"Powers of the witches rise, course unseen across the skies, come to me who call you near, come to and settle here, heart to heart I summon thee heart to heart return to me"

She was suddenly surrounded by golden orbs she looked around her as she was transported to another place.

She found herself in a dark room, devoid of light. The overwhelming stench of mould and death engulfed her, but through it all she felt her.

She took in the side table littered with bottles, the clothes strewn floor, the door to the room opened and she knew instantly who had walked through it.

"Billie?"

It was barely a whisper, and in mere seconds Phoebe found herself strewn across the room with a wave of the blonde's hand.

Billie was on top of her in an instant, an athame at the woman's throat. Phoebe struggled against her; she could feel the fear, the desperation. And the blade slowly cutting her skin,

She caught a glimpse of Billie's eyes they were wild, like a caged animal that had been let out into the world with no purpose and was now lost

Phoebe's hands came up and cradled Billie's face,

"Baby, I'm here its okay" Phoebe whispered,

Phoebe felt tears on her cheeks, they weren't hers.

Billie pushed herself off of Phoebe and landed with a thud on her back next to the brunette. A maniacal laugh escaping her lips, she stood and turned on the table lamp, Phoebe had to try and not stare at what she saw.

Billie's tanned skin was marred with bruises and scars; some looked older than others and some seemed hours new.

Billie twisted the cap off of a near empty bottle and drank from it; she tipped it towards Phoebe who was still on the ground resting on her elbows.

She shook her head 'no' afraid to move any more than that just in case.

Billie shrugged and sipped from the bottle again tossing the empty bottle aside and flopped onto the unmade bed.

Who was this girl Phoebe thought, this hardened woman whose aura used to be so bright, now all Phoebe saw was grey; lost in her thoughts Phoebe didn't catch Billie saying something to her.

"I'm sorry…?"

Phoebe asked; Billie sighed and fixed Phoebe with a look, Phoebe fixed her with one of her own it was different from all the looks they used to share,

"I said…don't look at me like that, drinking keeps you safe, keeps me safe."

Phoebe tentatively stood from her place on the floor and knelt in front of Billie, she hated looking into those eyes now…she wondered when she'd be able to look into them and not feel…pain…

"The day after…the day after the battle, all I could think of was you, and then my powers brought me to you, I closed my eyes trying to get some sleep and the next thing I knew there I was in your room, you were sleeping on my side of the bed and you looked so beautiful, I left when the sun came up"

Phoebe's eyes filled with tears Billie raised a gentle hand and brushed them away,

"That was you that night? I thought I was dreaming"

"No, you weren't, it would happen every time I thought about you, I would just, project to where you were, eventually I had to stop thinking about you, that's where the vodka came in, when I drank I couldn't focus which meant I wouldn't think about you"

Phoebe moved forward bringing her lips to Billie's, their first real kiss in so long, and into it was poured all the love and the need that they couldn't express in words. Billie broke their kiss and gave her beautiful love a sad smile,

"I love you, don't forget that"

And with chaste parting kiss Billie disappeared leaving Phoebe alone again.

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A/N: Okay I've been hearing that my chapters are short…and I feel you on that one, but the spacing on and my word processor don't get a long well so all my stuff gets squished….or spaced all screwy…This chapter was supposed to turn out differently, I have a bit of this story already written and as I was writing from my notebook I started changing things…I decided that there needs to be a chase and maybe another flash back….I've decided that I will place the flashback that was supposed to be here into the next chapter…and draw out Billie's home coming…..how's that?

.And as always….to my eternal muse…