Make him hear what isn't there:
His deepest worries come to bear.

The high whine of police sirens immediately hits the soundtrack. Mr. Rick freaks and hustles Phoebe back to the purloined squad car as the shot dissolves over to the Manor's façade. Up in The Prue Halliwell Memorial Bimbo Boudoir Of Paisley Tit Slings And Other Fashion Atrocities, currently occupied by The Doltine Psycho, and if that's so, where the hell is Raige sleeping, but forget I asked, because this show is ass, so whatever, Piper gazes at the slumbering Psycho and sighs, "I wish I was asleep." Daddy Dearest counsels some shut-eye for his middle child, but Piper insists that she'll remain awake "until Phoebe's back, and Chris's demons are vanquished, and I accept the fact that apparently I die young." Such a martyr. And so passive-aggressive about it, too! Victor remains silent, leading Piper to realize, "You know, don't you? When it happens." Victor reminds her that the future might already have been changed, and adds, "I do know that Chris loves you." "Yeah?" Piper smiles softly. "Yeah," Victor confirms, smiling in kind. They share A Moment that's interrupted by a crashing sound from the floor below. Piper orders Victor to remain by the littlest Psycho's side, as he'll be protected from demonic hijinks by the force field, and heads for the hall. Raige scampers by, instructs Piper to remain where she is, and vanishes towards the stairs.