Okay, I am being very bold and posting my very first piece of Charmed fiction ever! I welcome your feedback and constructive criticism. I do not own Charmed, nor do I own any character you recognise. This is an alternate universe fiction set around the same time line as Season 7.

Chapter 1

It was Monday morning and Phoebe Halliwell had overslept. She ran down the stairs full throttle, and made a beeline for the kitchen, passing a startled Piper on the way. She cradled baby Chris in one arm and threw her free arm out in front of herself to stop the kitchen door from swinging into her face. "Good morning to you to too Phoebes! You're lucky I didn't blow you up you know!" Piper yelled, with a hint of irritation in her voice.

"Oh sorry! Morning Piper, morning Paige, but I'm late for a meeting with Elise and she's going to…" Phoebe had brushed past Paige making contact with her elbow on her way to the coffee maker and stopped abruptly in mid sentence. She flinched, her eyes closed, her head arched upwards, and her body stiffened.

Paige and Piper knew exactly what was happening to their sister. Phoebe was having a premonition. Paige looked at Piper, who was still standing by the door. "Her powers are back." she remarked with surprise.

"Well that was shockingly quick!" Piper riposted, while rolling her eyes briefly heavenward in disbelief and then back at Phoebe. The sisters watched and waited for Phoebe to come out of her premonition. She stood frozen for roughly twenty seconds as the vision played out in her head and then something totally unexpected happened – she collapsed. Paige was standing behind her and caught her as she fell, easing her gently to the floor. Piper gasped and quickly put Chris in the baby carrier, which was conveniently sitting on the kitchen table. Then she ran to her fallen sister's side. She placed one hand on Phoebe's neck to check her pulse and used her other hand to brush a few stray hairs from her sister's clammy face. "Paige, get a cold cloth please." Paige quickly complied and returned with a damp cloth, placing it gently on Phoebe's forehead. "Come on Sweetie, wake up." Piper coaxed. She looked at Paige. Piper was starting to get a little panicky and was about to call for Leo when Phoebe began to come around. She moaned softly and her eyelids fluttered open.

"Paige…" Phoebe mumbled as both Piper and Paige helped her to sit up. Piper caught the cloth as it slid off of Phoebe's forehead and tossed it into the sink.

"I'm right here Honey. I'm not going anywhere." Paige responded.

"Come on Phoebes, let's get you up and over to the chair." Piper said.

The oldest and the youngest sisters guided their middle sister to the chair and she eased herself onto it. Piper stood beside Phoebe and placed her hand on her shoulder. "That must have been some premonition. Are you okay?" Piper asked.

"Yeah, just feeling a little woozy. Guess I'm just not used to getting visions anymore." Phoebe replied.

"Plus your premonitions do have that energy draining empathic edge to them." Paige remarked. She then squatted so that her eyes were level with Phoebe's, placing her hands gently on Phoebe's knees. "What did you see Sweetie? Did you see me? You said my name when you came to." Paige questioned.

Phoebe looked at both of her sisters before answering. "Uh… no, not at all." Phoebe lied. "It's just that you were the first person I saw when I opened my eyes." Paige looked up at her oldest sister sceptically and remained silent.

"Well, what did you see then?" Piper persisted gently.

"Oh, it was nothing really, just a vision of the past, something unimportant. It was probably just the Elders' way of letting me know that my powers have been returned to me, although I'm not entirely sure what I did to earn them back." Phoebe lied again. However, the last part of her sentence was the truth.

She thought back to when she and Paige were caught on tape and the Cleaners, who prevent magic from being exposed, covered up by making Darryl look like a murderer and sent him to death row. She and her sisters went before a special council of Elders and demons known as the Tribunal to try and save his life. Inspector Darryl Morris was a close friend of the Halliwell family who had put his job and his life on the line more times than Phoebe could count. The prosecutor, Barbas (the demon of fear), had manipulated the proceedings and it was the Charmed Ones themselves who ended up being put on trial for recklessly abusing their powers. The end result was that although they were able to save their friend, Phoebe had been stripped of her active powers - empathy, premonition, and levitation. As much as she disliked the Elders and hated Barbas, they were right. She had misused her powers, forcing premonitions for her own personal gain.

'Sweetie, since when did a vision of something that happened in the past ever make you pass out, because, hello, you've been there before?" Paige was not convinced.

Phoebe put her right hand on top on Paige's left hand, which was still resting on her knee. "Paige, um, don't you have a dentist appointment today? Just because I'm already late for my meeting doesn't mean you have to be late too. You should go."

Paige knew that Phoebe was avoiding her question but decided to let it go for now. "Ugh. Don't remind me. Are you sure you're okay?" Paige asked.

"I'm fine, or at least I will be until Elise gets her hands on me. Besides, Piper's here." Phoebe gave her younger sister a weak smile.

"Alright. I'm just an orb away if you need me. See you guys later." Paige glanced at Piper as she got up from her squatting position and reluctantly left the kitchen, grabbing her purse from the counter along the way. As she walked through the living room she paused in front of Wyatt, who was playing contentedly in his playpen. She seriously thought about turning around and marching right back into the kitchen. She shrugged it off though, deciding she would question Phoebe later, and ruffled her nephew's hair instead before exiting the Manor.

Piper and Phoebe waited silently until they heard the sound of the front door closing. Piper then grabbed another chair and moved to where Paige had been moments ago. She sat down, facing Phoebe. She touched her little sister's hand and noticed that Phoebe was still trembling slightly. "You DID see Paige, didn't you?" Piper asked.

Phoebe nodded. "I didn't know what to say in front of her. But it wasn't a premonition, it was a vision of the past – Paige's past. Watching her parents die in a flaming car crash wasn't the only terrible ordeal she's been through. I felt her pain. It was intense. Piper, I think there's another skeleton Paige hasn't let out of the closet yet."