Prue felt warm all over as she slowly came to her senses. The dull buzz of conversation hit her ears as she tried to sit up. Opening her eyes, she recognised the fuzzy shapes of people, but the room, and the scent were all too familiar.
She was definitely home.
There was a hand on her shoulder, and Prue turned to look. Still a little light headed, things were slowly starting to come back to her. For a moment, she thought it was Piper, but it was another girl. She spotted the whitelighter from earlier, and another fellow - tall, with blonde curls that fell angelically around his face.
She was definitely in the living room, she noticed, but something seemed a little -- off. Craning her neck, Prue looked around to see just what was different about the place, but then she looked back at them. "Who are you guys? Where are my sisters?" She wasn't sure why they were here. "Is everyone okay - I mean, the earthquake?"
The dark haired girl did look familiar, but Prue couldn't remember meeting her. "Have I met you somewhere before? P3 perhaps?" Perhaps that's where she'd seen her before. She felt a little like the prize catch at the auction house, as they all seemed to be staring at her so intently.
"What? Why are you all looking at me like that? Just where is Piper and Phoebe?