Phoebe's Secret

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Duncan burst through the door, Phoebe motionless in his arms. He crossed the foyer and made it into the sun room. Placing her on the couch, he checked for a pulse.

"Is she...is she dead?" Piper ventured from the doorway.

Duncan turned around to see Prue holding her upright. He turned back to his patient.

"There's no pulse," he answered.

He heard Piper choke behind him, but kept his brown eyes on the youngest sister.

"Leo!" Duncan winced at the sound of her voice. He knew Phoebe was beyond Leo's help now. All they could do was wait.

"We can't lose her. We can't!" Piper cried.

Duncan closed his eyes. He debated telling them the truth, telling them what he knew the first time he saw Phoebe. There was no use hiding it. They were witches; they had seen and fought stranger things.

"She isn't dead," he said quietly.

"What are you talking about? You said she didn't have a pulse," Prue demanded. Her voice was closer.

Duncan looked up to see the oldest Halliwell standing over him. He turned around and saw Piper sobbing in a chair.

"She doesn't, but she will in a little while." He stood up and met Prue's eyes. "Prue, your youngest sister is Immortal."

Prue narrowed her blue eyes. "What?"

"I don't know how, but Phoebe is not only a witch. She's Immortal, too."

Prue peered down at her youngest sister. "I don't understand."

Duncan placed his hands on her upper arms. "She can't die unless you cut off her head."

"Like you?"

"Like me."

Clothing rustled, and Duncan saw Piper stand up.

"So now we not only have to worry about demons, but we have to worry about people coming after Phoebe's head?" Her voice cracked on the last word.

Duncan looked from one sister to the other. "I won't let anything happen to her. I'll train her myself." His eyes settled on Prue. "You have my word."

A gasp drew his attention away from Prue. He knelt down next to Phoebe. She gasped for breath and her eyes darted from him to her sisters.

"What happened?"

"We've got a lot to talk about, Phoebe," Duncan smiled.

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