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bA Few More Demons Part 2/b
Prue's eyes blinked open her eyes. She closed them quickly when she was blinded with a very bright light. Se opened her eyes again. She realized she was on a stiff bed. She looked around the room she was in. It was almost all white. She looked down at her wrists; she had a little plastic tube in one of them. When she touched her mouth she realized she had something over it. She looked to her side and saw an IV. She heard beeping noises coming from a machine next to her.
It finally sunk in. She was in the hospital. Why would she be in the hospital? She tried to remember the events before this…She was at the Manor…She was sleeping…She woke up…A man was there…She was bleeding…She heard gun shoots…She called Darryl…Oh God…Piper…Phoebe…They were screaming.
She lifted her hands to the thing that was placed over her mouth she took it off. She ripped the IV off her wrist. "P…P…Pi…Piper….P…h…hoebe…" She stammered, as she got ready to stand up. Her bare feet touched the cold ground she forced herself to stand up. As soon as she did her legs gave out and she fell to the ground…
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Victor Bennett sat in his daughter's Doctor's office, "You have got to be kidding me!" He snapped at the middle age doctor.
"Mr. Bennett." The doctor said calmly, "I know this is hard for you. But your daughter has been in a comma and on life support for 2 months. She doesn't even have a chance. I just think it is best if you take her off life support."
"You don't know my daughter. She is a fighter." Victor argued.
"I know that Mr. Bennett. But leaving on life support for a month was crazy. And now going past a second month…" The doctor tried to explain to him.
"I am not loosing another daughter…" Victor told him coldly, standing up.
"Mr. Bennett, where are you going?" The doctor demanded as Victor headed towards the door.
"I'm going to see my daughter." Victor answered and slammed the office door shut.
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Prue struggled to get up. "Piper…Phoebe…" She whispered. "I'm coming…Just hold on."
"Prudence?" Victor ran to his daughter's side, "He hugged her, "Oh…Thank God you're awake…" Victor said, he had never been so happy.
"Daddy…?" Prue asked once she saw Victor's face, "Daddy…Where's Piper and Phoebe?"
Victor looked away from her. He didn't want to tell her what happened to her sisters.
"Daddy where are they?" Prue demanded.
"They're gone sweetie." Victor told her quietly.
Prue's blue, confusion filled eyes looked up at her father. "You mean they just at the Manor…Right?" She asked, though deep inside her she knew that wasn't the answer.
"No baby…Piper and Phoebe are dead." Victor told her, calmly.
Prue shook her head. "No…They can't be dead. Why would they be dead?" Hot tears steamed down her face.
"I need to get the doctor…" Victor said ready to get up.
"No! Tell me what the hell is going on…What happened?" Prue demanded she was so frustrated.
Victor sighed; he really didn't want to tell her what had happened. "Prue, honey, do you remember calling Darryl?" He asked her.
Prue nodded, "There was someone in the house." Prue looked up at Victor, "Did the guy in the house kill them?" She asked while more tears came.
Victor nodded, "Yes…All three of you where shot." He sighed, "Piper and Phoebe both died almost instantly."
Prue started to sob and she held on to Victor, "Why did they have to die Daddy?" She asked like an innocent child. "Why…Why not me?"
"I'm sorry…I'm so sorry Prudence." Victor told her as he rubbed her back, hoping she would calm down just a little bit.
"Di…Did they catch the b-bastard?" Prue asked.
"No Prudence they didn't." Victor told her, "Now I need to get a doctor." He lifter her off the floor and placed her on the bed. "I'll be right back. " He quickly left the room in search of a doctor.
Prue stared at the ceiling through tears. She suddenly realized something. If Piper and Phoebe were dead…So were the babies…
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bA Few More Demons Part 2/b
Prue's eyes blinked open her eyes. She closed them quickly when she was blinded with a very bright light. Se opened her eyes again. She realized she was on a stiff bed. She looked around the room she was in. It was almost all white. She looked down at her wrists; she had a little plastic tube in one of them. When she touched her mouth she realized she had something over it. She looked to her side and saw an IV. She heard beeping noises coming from a machine next to her.
It finally sunk in. She was in the hospital. Why would she be in the hospital? She tried to remember the events before this…She was at the Manor…She was sleeping…She woke up…A man was there…She was bleeding…She heard gun shoots…She called Darryl…Oh God…Piper…Phoebe…They were screaming.
She lifted her hands to the thing that was placed over her mouth she took it off. She ripped the IV off her wrist. "P…P…Pi…Piper….P…h…hoebe…" She stammered, as she got ready to stand up. Her bare feet touched the cold ground she forced herself to stand up. As soon as she did her legs gave out and she fell to the ground…
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Victor Bennett sat in his daughter's Doctor's office, "You have got to be kidding me!" He snapped at the middle age doctor.
"Mr. Bennett." The doctor said calmly, "I know this is hard for you. But your daughter has been in a comma and on life support for 2 months. She doesn't even have a chance. I just think it is best if you take her off life support."
"You don't know my daughter. She is a fighter." Victor argued.
"I know that Mr. Bennett. But leaving on life support for a month was crazy. And now going past a second month…" The doctor tried to explain to him.
"I am not loosing another daughter…" Victor told him coldly, standing up.
"Mr. Bennett, where are you going?" The doctor demanded as Victor headed towards the door.
"I'm going to see my daughter." Victor answered and slammed the office door shut.
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Prue struggled to get up. "Piper…Phoebe…" She whispered. "I'm coming…Just hold on."
"Prudence?" Victor ran to his daughter's side, "He hugged her, "Oh…Thank God you're awake…" Victor said, he had never been so happy.
"Daddy…?" Prue asked once she saw Victor's face, "Daddy…Where's Piper and Phoebe?"
Victor looked away from her. He didn't want to tell her what happened to her sisters.
"Daddy where are they?" Prue demanded.
"They're gone sweetie." Victor told her quietly.
Prue's blue, confusion filled eyes looked up at her father. "You mean they just at the Manor…Right?" She asked, though deep inside her she knew that wasn't the answer.
"No baby…Piper and Phoebe are dead." Victor told her, calmly.
Prue shook her head. "No…They can't be dead. Why would they be dead?" Hot tears steamed down her face.
"I need to get the doctor…" Victor said ready to get up.
"No! Tell me what the hell is going on…What happened?" Prue demanded she was so frustrated.
Victor sighed; he really didn't want to tell her what had happened. "Prue, honey, do you remember calling Darryl?" He asked her.
Prue nodded, "There was someone in the house." Prue looked up at Victor, "Did the guy in the house kill them?" She asked while more tears came.
Victor nodded, "Yes…All three of you where shot." He sighed, "Piper and Phoebe both died almost instantly."
Prue started to sob and she held on to Victor, "Why did they have to die Daddy?" She asked like an innocent child. "Why…Why not me?"
"I'm sorry…I'm so sorry Prudence." Victor told her as he rubbed her back, hoping she would calm down just a little bit.
"Di…Did they catch the b-bastard?" Prue asked.
"No Prudence they didn't." Victor told her, "Now I need to get a doctor." He lifter her off the floor and placed her on the bed. "I'll be right back. " He quickly left the room in search of a doctor.
Prue stared at the ceiling through tears. She suddenly realized something. If Piper and Phoebe were dead…So were the babies…
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