I pulled my long brown hair into a high pony tail and washed my hands quickly in the sink. I dried my hands quickly on the hand towel before starting to knead the dough. This morning I hadn't gotten anything that I planned to get done and I was so behind on the cooking for everyone that we had coming over in just a few hours. The morning had been unsuccessful due to all the time I had spent throwing up this morning. Paige came skipping into the kitchen and grabbed and apple from the bowl.
"How's it going?" She asked biting into the apple. I rolled my eyes and continued to work through the dough.
"Oh it is just going fantastic." I said sarcastically.
"Are you alright?" Paige asked putting down her apple.
"Obviously not Paige." I snapped.
"What's wrong sweetie?" Paige asked.
"Nothing is done and dad will be here in like two hours!" I told Paige. Paige sighed and threw the apple in the trash. She washed her hands and clipped her hair back.
"How can I help?" Paige asked. I smiled.
"Thank you so much Paige. You're the best. Can you start on the pasta?" I asked. Paige nodded.
"No problem! I am at your service." Paige saluted and put some water into a pot and started to boil it. "You know Piper you really should start taking it easy." Paige suggested a few minutes later as she was braking pasta and throwing it into the pot. I rolled my eyes and kept cutting the vegetables.
"Come on Paige. I'm only eight weeks." I told her dismissing her worry. Paige shook her head.
"I'm just saying be careful, don't over exert yourself." Paige said simply. I nodded.
"I know my limitations from Wyatt and Chris. God just once can this kid have a normal delivery?" I begged to anyone who would listen. Paige laughed.
"Someone always has an ulterior motive in your pregnancies don't they?" Paige joked. I rolled my eyes. I caught a whiff of the pasta and my stomach turned violently. "Piper?" Paige asked noticing the change in my facial expressions.
"Oh God." I breathed and leaned against the counter.
"Sweetie?" Paige repeated. I lurched violently forward and threw up into the sink. Paige gasped.
"Piper!" She exclaimed.
"God, not again. I've been throwing up all morning." I complained. Paige frowned and felt my forehead.
"Well no wonder! You're running a fever Piper." Paige said. I sighed and put my head down on the counter. The coldness of it felt amazing and I knew Paige was right. I had a fever.
"It must not be very high, I'm not cold I'm just nauseas." I told her.
"Maybe we should tell everyone not to come." Paige suggested.
"No I can't do that. Dad was so excited to see Wyatt and Chris and they were excited to see him." I protested and lifted my head off the counter.
"Piper you need to rest before it gets worse." Paige scolded. Phoebe came into the kitchen but froze when she saw the puke in the sink.
"Uh, Piper are you okay?" Phoebe asked backing away from the sink.
"She's running a fever and throwing up but she refuses to tell dad not to come over." Paige said crossing her arms in disappointment. I rolled my eyes and was going to protest when another bout of nausea came over me.
"Oh God." I breathed and pushed my bang out of my eyes.
"Watch out." Paige warned.
"I need to go lay down." I told them and walked slowly out of the kitchen. I passed Wyatt and Chris playing on the living room floor.
"Mom are you okay?" Wyatt asked. I waved him off.
"Fine baby." I managed to say without throwing up and continued to make my way upstairs. I made it to mine and Leo's bed and flopped down on it. I curled into a fetal position and closed my eyes. I drifted off rather quickly and woke up to Phoebe screaming and something downstairs crashing to the ground. I sprung out of bed but stopped suddenly as the nausea hit full force. I was freezing and I knew my fever had went up. I shook the feeling off and ran downstairs as fast as I could. Paige and Leo were battling it out with a demon while Wyatt and Chris hid under the dining room table. I groaned inwardly and pushed the nausea to the back of my mind and focused on the demon. I threw my hands out in front of me and froze one demon. Paige stole another demon's fireball and launched it at the demon I had frozen who then burst into flames. One down two to go. Phoebe groaned from her spot on the floor and stood slowly to her feet. Paige stole another fireball and launched it at the second demon who burst into flames like his buddy before him. I concentrated all my energy and blew up the third and final demon. The intense concentration coupled with my fevered body left me incredibly drained. I stumbled slightly and collapsed my head hitting the floor hard and my world slipped into blackness Paige and Phoebe's screams echoing in my head until my vision went completely black.
Woah, sorry it's been awhile. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Reviews make me happy!