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Note: Kind of gets complicated here, but I thought it would fit in well.
Leo looked at Piper, and then turned to face her attacker, who now lay on the ground too, moaning in pain.
'Don't worry.' Leo thought to himself. 'I can fix this.'
Shaking, he put his hands over Pipers cut head, and willed his special power to come to him. Nothing happened. Leo shook his hands, as if wringing them out, then tried again. There was no effect. "Oh, come on, don't do this!" He cried, looking towards the ceiling. "Give me my powers! Please! Please, take me, but leave Piper alone."
There was still silence, and Leo did not feel any power in him. Dropping his hands, Leo fell on Piper, and wept.
Phoebe Halliwell knew something was happening, and she was puzzled. She knew that she hadn't regained proper conciousness yet, but still, she could think, and hear, though faintly, the noises which were in she assumed, her ward. Phoebe tried to think about why she was here. She remembered getting injured, and calling to Prue for help. Her cry must've reached Prue telepathically, and she was thankful for that.
Whoosh!
This time Phoebes premonition showed only her and her sisters. The three of them were holding hands, but Phoebe was still in her hospital bed, and.... so was Piper? Prue sat between the two beds, and it looked like they were chanting a spell of some sort, although neither Pipers nor her own mouth were moving. Even in her premonition, Phoebe could feel the power of the spell. Then it ended.
It was then that Phoebe realised why she had suddenly been part awake. She had needed that premonition, and somehow her body had woken itself up so that she could receive it.
And Phoebe had also realised that she could now hear voices. She listened hard. There was a male and a female talking, and they sounded worried.
"She's been out cold for nearly three months now." The male doctor spoke quietly. "Well, apart from that burst of energy a while ago."
"Yes, I know, but do you really think there's anything wrong with her?" The female doctor asked now.
"I don't know. But I do know she's costing this hospital money, space, and supplies. If she doesn't regain conciousness soon, we're going to have to do something."
There was a sharp intake of breath from the female doctor that Phoebe could hear clearly. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, if she doesn't wake up soon, we'll have to turn off her support, its costing too much, and there really isn't much hope."
"But- She might not be able to survive without it! She could die!"
"Nurse, do you really think she'll magically wake up? Is the good witch Wanda going to bring her back? No. I don't think so."
"This isn't right. You can't do this!" Her voice was becoming louder, and Phoebe knew she was angry. Phoebe felt touched by this woman, who didn't even know her, but was willing to keep her alive. She also felt horrified at the thought that she could be killed, and she had no way to stop it.
The doctor spoke again. "I CAN do this, I'm the doctor. And I'll tell you if she doesn't show some sign of life in the next week, be a big sign or small one, I will take out the support, and thats all there is too it."
There was a slamming off the door, and the room was silent. Phoebe panicked. She needed to tell someone her premonition, but how? Before she could think of anything, the door reopened, and in came another person. "Hi, Phebes." Phoebe could tell instantly it was Prue, and it was.
Prue walked in and sat down on the chair next to Phoebes bed.
'Maybe,' Phoebe thought, 'I could send my premonition to Prue. It worked when I needed help, maybe it'll work again.'She thought hard, trying to send her thoughts to Prue, like she had done before. It didn't do anything, Prue was talking as if she felt nothing, and Phoebe knew she'd have to make some sort of physical contact with her sister.
"How are you, Phoebe?" Prue asked quietly. "I'm sorry, I haven't been round to see you in a while."
'Really?' Phoebe thought. 'Enough with the small talk. Grab my hand, Prue! I need you to do it!'
Prues hand remained on her lap. "Piper already told you this, most probably. She's a better sister then me, but we had a major fight."
Prue's voice was shaking. She went on to tell Phoebe about where she had been for the past few days, but Phoebe only half listened. It was all to soon when she heard Prue stand up, gather her stuff and prepare to leave. "I'll see you soon, I promise." She reached out and patted Phoebe's forehead, and at that moment Phoebe tried one last time to send her plea to Prue.
Prue's head felt weak as soon as she touched Phoebe's forehead. She realised her sister was trying to tell her something, but she couldn't understand what. In her mind she couldn't see anything, but she could hear words. "....Prue...Prue....It's Phoebe...Listen..."
"Phoebe?" Prue yelled, her voice scared and worried. This was knew for her and she didn't like it. Even when Phoebe had been in her mind before, at least she had yelled out. Now she was only thinking about it! "Prue...Don't be scared.....Listen." Prue listened. "I had a......premonition....." Prue listened carefully as Phoebe tried to explain what she had seen. "Prue....I love you....I hope I'll wake up someday....goodbye."
Phoebe's messages ceased and Prue realised she had gone. And Prue realised something else too. She needed to get home. If Phoebes premonition was right, as they usually were, then Prue had to stop Piper from getting injured. The mere thought of Pier getting hurt made Prue's eyes water. Without another thought, she fled from the room, and headed back to a place she hadn't been to in what seemed like a very long time. Her home.
Note: Kind of gets complicated here, but I thought it would fit in well.
Leo looked at Piper, and then turned to face her attacker, who now lay on the ground too, moaning in pain.
'Don't worry.' Leo thought to himself. 'I can fix this.'
Shaking, he put his hands over Pipers cut head, and willed his special power to come to him. Nothing happened. Leo shook his hands, as if wringing them out, then tried again. There was no effect. "Oh, come on, don't do this!" He cried, looking towards the ceiling. "Give me my powers! Please! Please, take me, but leave Piper alone."
There was still silence, and Leo did not feel any power in him. Dropping his hands, Leo fell on Piper, and wept.
Phoebe Halliwell knew something was happening, and she was puzzled. She knew that she hadn't regained proper conciousness yet, but still, she could think, and hear, though faintly, the noises which were in she assumed, her ward. Phoebe tried to think about why she was here. She remembered getting injured, and calling to Prue for help. Her cry must've reached Prue telepathically, and she was thankful for that.
Whoosh!
This time Phoebes premonition showed only her and her sisters. The three of them were holding hands, but Phoebe was still in her hospital bed, and.... so was Piper? Prue sat between the two beds, and it looked like they were chanting a spell of some sort, although neither Pipers nor her own mouth were moving. Even in her premonition, Phoebe could feel the power of the spell. Then it ended.
It was then that Phoebe realised why she had suddenly been part awake. She had needed that premonition, and somehow her body had woken itself up so that she could receive it.
And Phoebe had also realised that she could now hear voices. She listened hard. There was a male and a female talking, and they sounded worried.
"She's been out cold for nearly three months now." The male doctor spoke quietly. "Well, apart from that burst of energy a while ago."
"Yes, I know, but do you really think there's anything wrong with her?" The female doctor asked now.
"I don't know. But I do know she's costing this hospital money, space, and supplies. If she doesn't regain conciousness soon, we're going to have to do something."
There was a sharp intake of breath from the female doctor that Phoebe could hear clearly. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, if she doesn't wake up soon, we'll have to turn off her support, its costing too much, and there really isn't much hope."
"But- She might not be able to survive without it! She could die!"
"Nurse, do you really think she'll magically wake up? Is the good witch Wanda going to bring her back? No. I don't think so."
"This isn't right. You can't do this!" Her voice was becoming louder, and Phoebe knew she was angry. Phoebe felt touched by this woman, who didn't even know her, but was willing to keep her alive. She also felt horrified at the thought that she could be killed, and she had no way to stop it.
The doctor spoke again. "I CAN do this, I'm the doctor. And I'll tell you if she doesn't show some sign of life in the next week, be a big sign or small one, I will take out the support, and thats all there is too it."
There was a slamming off the door, and the room was silent. Phoebe panicked. She needed to tell someone her premonition, but how? Before she could think of anything, the door reopened, and in came another person. "Hi, Phebes." Phoebe could tell instantly it was Prue, and it was.
Prue walked in and sat down on the chair next to Phoebes bed.
'Maybe,' Phoebe thought, 'I could send my premonition to Prue. It worked when I needed help, maybe it'll work again.'She thought hard, trying to send her thoughts to Prue, like she had done before. It didn't do anything, Prue was talking as if she felt nothing, and Phoebe knew she'd have to make some sort of physical contact with her sister.
"How are you, Phoebe?" Prue asked quietly. "I'm sorry, I haven't been round to see you in a while."
'Really?' Phoebe thought. 'Enough with the small talk. Grab my hand, Prue! I need you to do it!'
Prues hand remained on her lap. "Piper already told you this, most probably. She's a better sister then me, but we had a major fight."
Prue's voice was shaking. She went on to tell Phoebe about where she had been for the past few days, but Phoebe only half listened. It was all to soon when she heard Prue stand up, gather her stuff and prepare to leave. "I'll see you soon, I promise." She reached out and patted Phoebe's forehead, and at that moment Phoebe tried one last time to send her plea to Prue.
Prue's head felt weak as soon as she touched Phoebe's forehead. She realised her sister was trying to tell her something, but she couldn't understand what. In her mind she couldn't see anything, but she could hear words. "....Prue...Prue....It's Phoebe...Listen..."
"Phoebe?" Prue yelled, her voice scared and worried. This was knew for her and she didn't like it. Even when Phoebe had been in her mind before, at least she had yelled out. Now she was only thinking about it! "Prue...Don't be scared.....Listen." Prue listened. "I had a......premonition....." Prue listened carefully as Phoebe tried to explain what she had seen. "Prue....I love you....I hope I'll wake up someday....goodbye."
Phoebe's messages ceased and Prue realised she had gone. And Prue realised something else too. She needed to get home. If Phoebes premonition was right, as they usually were, then Prue had to stop Piper from getting injured. The mere thought of Pier getting hurt made Prue's eyes water. Without another thought, she fled from the room, and headed back to a place she hadn't been to in what seemed like a very long time. Her home.