Frantic didn't even being to cover what Phoebe was feeling right now. The first thought she had was about her children. Parker had been more than distant in the past few weeks. Peyton was on the other side of the world. And Pallie only came home when Phoebe practically begged her. But this was going to affect them. This was going to ruin all of their lives if it was let to get out of hand. Or even let to happen at all!
Oh, and she knew that it was him. The moment that she heard the voicemail from Prue she knew that it was him. Call it a gut instinct. Phoebe had always had a connection to him, and as much as she had hoped to be passed all this, she knew that she wasn't. She knew that they weren't. That phone call just proved it.
Phoebe was curled on the couch with her face in her hands when Piper came through the door. She didn't bother to look up because Piper was bitching before Phoebe had a chance. She knew who it was because no one in the world could bitch like Piper could. "Why is my dead ex calling anyone? Why is he back now, after twenty years? Paige said we vanquished him, he should have been in the wasteland. What the hell, Piper? Why now? Why ever? I just... I can't handle this!"