Chapter 3

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Hang your collar up inside
Hang your dollar on me
Listen to the water still
Listen to the causeway
You are mad and educated
Primitive and wild
Welcome to the occupation

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Phoebe was led out of the cell.  Handcuffs were placed on her and she was escorted to the bus.  From there it was just a short five minute trip to the courthouse.  She had to wait fifteen minutes before she was released again to sit in the seat next to Cole. 

She was scared and her focus was gone.  She nearly shouted when someone tapped on her shoulder from behind.  She quickly turned to see the beloved face of her sister.  "Prue." she whispered wanting to weep with joy.  Everything seemed better when Prue was there because she knew Prue would never let her go without a fight.

A few years ago perhaps.  When she accused her trying to steal her boyfriend, Roger.  But that was a long time ago and Prue was now married to the man she had loved all of her life, Andy Trudeau. 

Prue gave her a hug, but let her go when the judge appeared.

Cole stood up, "Your Honor we would like to have Ms. Halliwell to be let into custody of her own recognizance."

ADA Sykes stood up, "Your Honor, this woman killed someone.  She does not need to be let go.  We have a proof that this isn't Ms. Halliwell's first brush with the law."

"I've looked over everything and I set the bond at $25,000." the judge hit his gavel.

Cole looked to her and gave her a defeated look.  "I'm sorry." he said.

Prue stood up, "Oh no.  We are going to fight this.  Don't worry Phoebe we will get you out of here." she promised.  Phoebe smiled at her, "I know you will Prue."  Prue gave her one last hug before Phoebe was taken out of sight.

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"So what do you propose we do?" Prue asked Cole.

"Prove she didn't do it.  There has to be someone who saw or heard what happened.  We just have to go and find them.

"I can do that."

"Okay.  You do that.  I'll check with the cab company.  If we can establish that part of her story than perhaps we can have a leg to stand on.  Also we need a list of people that would want to hurt Phoebe."

"Like you?"

"Excuse me?"

"I know what you did to my sister."

"And I have already apologized for it.  Let's not let petty things get in our way.  We have work to do."

"I'll be watching you."

"I hope that you do."

And Cole walked away.  He didn't think that Phoebe was the person to tell tales out of the bedroom, but then again in their brief conversations he knew that she was close to her sisters.

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End of Chapter 3