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Piper looked at her little sister remorsefully. She had been so cruel to her, not even thinking of how she felt. It hurt to realize she could be so cold to her own flesh and blood. It hurt because she knew she could have handled the situation better. She used their sister's death as an excuse, a pitiful, distasteful, and, unworthy excuse not much more different than a lie. It was the thought that at some point she had hated her baby sister and at the same time Paige showed no negativity towards her. Paige had dealt with her attitude with poise and grace and it occurred to Piper just how independent her little sister was and how dependent Piper was herself. As Paige lay quietly in her arms all she had to do was think, but then again her sister wasn't sleeping as peacefully as she thought.
She felt her sister's body tense up and watched as the youngest charmed one began to cough restlessly. Her miniature body convulsed with an endless aggression as if a volcano had just set her off. Tears welled from Paige's eyes while the pain engulfed her. Then quickly Paige dispensed her bile carefully onto Piper's shoes.
Piper's attention was still on her baby sister despite the terrible smell whose source was coming from her shoes. Paige was screaming awfully loud and worry consumed Piper as she wondered how the hell she was going to help her little sister. She couldn't seem to hush her sister's cries and the more she tried the more pain filled Paige's eyes. This was much more than a fever, this was an internal hell and Piper knew it.
"Make it stop!" Paige screamed. It was such a desperate plea that Piper felt much remorse for not being able to do anything.
"Ok Honey" she said even though she had no idea how to do that but she was going to try.
This time not ignoring her shoes she cautious took her feet out of her shoes, thanking god she had had sneakers on instead of heels. With Paige crying into her shoulder Piper took of her socks and placed Paige on the bed.
She looked at her sister's pain filled eyes and knew this was demonically linked. The bastard of a demon had done something to her.
Almost as if on cue the Halliwell manor doors opened and the sound of quickened yet gentle feet ran up the stairs which belong to her sister.
"Oh honey" Phoebe said looking down at the youngest of the three. "Missy, what is going on here?" Phoebe picked Paige up before placing her under the covers.
"Hot" she literally screamed at Phoebe. "Stop, Stop, Stop, and Stop" she kicked and punched and yelled while having to take continuous breaths in order to keep her body in line. Her energy was fading quickly but she refused to stop screaming. "Too hot" she yelled crying hard. Like most kids crying for a long time caused kids to get sick and exactly as expected, Paige dump a load of vomit on Phoebe's old bedroom floor. Of course since Paige already had thrown up minutes before there wasn't much to throw up but, still Piper and Phoebe couldn't help but become extremely worried as they watched their little sister.
Phoebe picked Paige up along with the blanket as she began to rock her little sister. To her dismay that strategy wasn't working at all it only made the girl more nauseous. Piper who had disappeared only minutes before came back with some pine mixed with water in a bucket along with a rag in one hand and in the other she held a box of tissues.
"Any luck?" Piper asked even though she already knew the answer, no.
Phoebe just responded with a glare while she did the rock and bounce as Paige seemed to have no pause button when it came to crying. The smell of the room didn't help either, even as Piper began cleaning up the vomiting mess that was her shoes.
"What do we do?" Phoebe asked. She was so used to being the youngest. Moments like these, especially with children so young didn't pop up a lot and she wasn't use to being in this position.
Clearly pinning Paige down to the bed didn't work. They couldn't take her temperature because Paige refuse and the pain that had engulfed Paige had only made her more resistant. Piper only wished Paige would trust her more but then again why would she? Piper thought.
"Say a spell Phoebe, something." Piper didn't quite yell but replied agitatedly to her sister.
"My wish is your command." She said smartly before continuing.
"Uh….uh
What is wrong make it right
Take the pain that's in my sight
Uh…When I clap my hand's she'll win the fight
And bid a restful peaceful…good night?"
If the situation had been different Piper would have laughed. Phoebe clapped her hands as soon as she finished.
"Phoebe?" Piper questioned. She felt a strong urge to just mock her sister but decided against it as she realized the silence. "It worked?"Piper asked surprised despite her knowledge of how it did effectively work.
"Of course it worked." She said cockily. "Didn't you know your sister was a genius?" She teased.
"Of course I knew" She said while looking distastefully at her shoes. They really were nice shoes.
"I see Paige pulled off the LSEC" Phoebe laughed out as she looked at her sister's shoes. LSEC was code for Little Sister Extreme Cry aka bile, referring to how when they were younger they would always find some way to destroy something of Prue's with their vomit.
"Remember when I threw up on Prue's shoes the day before prom." Piper laughed out.
"Yeah Paige would have loved that." Phoebe looked down at the now youngest with longing. "You know, we missed so much of her life, 24 years. I have a little sister, we have a little and we didn't even know it. I mean we were deprived 24 years of her life. We missed so many important things like her first day of middles school, and her 8th grade dance and what about prom. We missed so much."
Now Piper understood why Phoebe had instantly become attached to the youngest. She had found a missing piece of herself; something that she had naturally missed, a little sister.
"We'll make up for it." Piper said sternly.
"What if we don't?" Phoebe asked.
"We will" she paused. "Now clean those spots up. I did my share." Piper said while throwing the rag at Phoebe which she dodged playfully.
"Ew, nope, you're the oldest, oldest get's cleaning duty."
"Then what will you do?"
"To the book of Shadows" she whispered in a super hero voice since she did not want to wake Paige up before she ran up the stairs.
"Phoebe" Piper half yelled half whispered. She let a smile come across her face. "Phoebe" Maybe she would make a good Gene.
