Racing to find a place for my soul ... Or at least a place that's less familiar

Phoebe hadn't been able to call sooner because Grams and Prue were making sure she was resting and that nothing was going to happen to make her shatter. No matter how many times she had reassured them that she was okay and not made of glass, they insisted on keeping a close eye on her. While she was feeling safe with their love and protection, there was one person she really needed to talk to... a voice she needed to hear.

Slipping away from her Grams and her sisters, Phoebe went to take a hot bath... and grabbed her cellphone.

Taking a deep breath, she dialed a number.


[[OOC: For demonbelthazor. Post may drop off as network at the track thinks it's a Yo-Yo or maybe a slinky. However, I needed a break. :)]]

Phoebe had enjoyed being home to visit Grams and her sisters for the weekend. She had really gotten homesick and had missed her family. It was nice seeing that Paige was doing so well under Grams tutelage and that Prue was doing great with her job. She had spent time with her sisters, but she had spent most of her time with Piper and with Grams.

She had filled Grams in on her classes and her job at Caritas. She told her about cheerleading and how she was the TA for Aziraphale and Wilson's classes. She had pretty much got Grams caught up on everything going on in her life.

Well, mostly.

She hadn't yet found a way to tell Grams about Cole.

That bothered her as she didn't like keeping someone so important to her a secret from Grams. She wanted to tell Grams all about him and how happy she was, but had not yet figure out a way to get past the idea of Grams going ballistic when she found out that Cole was a demon.

( Currently, she was out walking around some of her old paths. )


[[OOC: NFB due to distance. Thanks to demonbelthazor for helping me with this. :)]]