Loving Stacie by playboybunny
Disclaimer: The characters from Charmed, Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Andy, Leo, and Cole, are property of Aaron Spelling Productions. The only character that is mine is Stacie.
"Stacie! No!" Prue screamed, holding the bloody 6-year-old girl in her arms.
She picked her up and carried her to the car and put her in the backseat. As she got in the car herself she looked out of the window and in the distance saw a man put a gun to his head and pull the trigger. And with that, she drove away.
When they arrived at the hospital Prue had blood all over her hands and clothes and could barely speak due to the crying. They quickly took care of Stacie, bringing her into the ER and doing everything they could to save her life. Prue stood by her side holding her hand, knowing that leaving her would just make everything worse.
"Mommy." Stacie whispered.
"Yea, sweetie?" Prue replied, looking into her Stacie's half closed eyes.
"I love you." She said.
"I love you too." Prue replied, managing to smile through her tears.
After the long beeping sound that made everyone realize her heart had stopped beating everything became one huge blur to Prue. She watched the doctor's work on the little girl, knowing in her heart that nothing they did could save her now. She could barely breathe when the doctor looked at her with the saddest eyes she had ever seen.
"I'm sorry." He said, then turned to the nurse. "Call it. Time of death, 12:43 P.M."
Before she knew it the doctor's had cleared out of the room leaving her alone with Stacie. She stared at the girl's lifeless form and all she could do was cry. Her hand felt limp and cold. Dead. Prue let go of Stacie's hand and pulled the sheet up over the gunshot wound in her stomach. She felt sick. Just one hour ago this little girl was running around the house happy where she was and now she lying there dead. That man in the park was lucky he had killed himself, because if he didn't, Prue would haven't taken care of that herself. Finally getting the strength to move she got up out of the chair and saw her husband standing there with tears flowing freely down his cheeks.
"Prue." He said in such a low whisper she could barely hear him. "Oh God."
Prue cried into his shoulder as he rubbed her back and cried himself. A little while ago everything made sense and now nothing did. Everything would be changed forever. Stacie was gone.
One Month Later
I remember that day like it was just yesterday. The way I felt and the look in Stacie's eyes. Why the hell did this have to happen? What did she ever do to deserve this? All her life she had been treated badly and when finally she found happiness some asshole had to come and take that all away from her.
"I don't know how I can ever be happy again." I said, laying in my husband's arms.
"Tine will pass and things will get easier, Prue. " He hold me. "We have a baby on the way, just think about that. In three months we'll be parents."
He kissed me on the head and moved his hand down to my stomach. I put my hand on his. I tried to be happy, I really did. But I saw someone I love get killed. I saw the look of absolutely horror in her eyes when that bullet pierced her skin. Nothing can ever be the same again.
"We were already parents." I said, reminding him of the little girl we had recently lost.
"I know." He sighed. "But real parents."
"I don't care if she came from us or not Andy, I thought of her as a daughter and we were her parents." I said. I couldn't hold back anymore. The tears started to come.
"Stacie would want us to be happy." Andy said, holding my hand.
"I know. All Stacie ever wanted was happiness." I agreed.
"Remember when she first came here?" He asked, smiling now.
"Yeah. Like it was yesterday..."
To Be Continued....
Disclaimer: The characters from Charmed, Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Andy, Leo, and Cole, are property of Aaron Spelling Productions. The only character that is mine is Stacie.
"Stacie! No!" Prue screamed, holding the bloody 6-year-old girl in her arms.
She picked her up and carried her to the car and put her in the backseat. As she got in the car herself she looked out of the window and in the distance saw a man put a gun to his head and pull the trigger. And with that, she drove away.
When they arrived at the hospital Prue had blood all over her hands and clothes and could barely speak due to the crying. They quickly took care of Stacie, bringing her into the ER and doing everything they could to save her life. Prue stood by her side holding her hand, knowing that leaving her would just make everything worse.
"Mommy." Stacie whispered.
"Yea, sweetie?" Prue replied, looking into her Stacie's half closed eyes.
"I love you." She said.
"I love you too." Prue replied, managing to smile through her tears.
After the long beeping sound that made everyone realize her heart had stopped beating everything became one huge blur to Prue. She watched the doctor's work on the little girl, knowing in her heart that nothing they did could save her now. She could barely breathe when the doctor looked at her with the saddest eyes she had ever seen.
"I'm sorry." He said, then turned to the nurse. "Call it. Time of death, 12:43 P.M."
Before she knew it the doctor's had cleared out of the room leaving her alone with Stacie. She stared at the girl's lifeless form and all she could do was cry. Her hand felt limp and cold. Dead. Prue let go of Stacie's hand and pulled the sheet up over the gunshot wound in her stomach. She felt sick. Just one hour ago this little girl was running around the house happy where she was and now she lying there dead. That man in the park was lucky he had killed himself, because if he didn't, Prue would haven't taken care of that herself. Finally getting the strength to move she got up out of the chair and saw her husband standing there with tears flowing freely down his cheeks.
"Prue." He said in such a low whisper she could barely hear him. "Oh God."
Prue cried into his shoulder as he rubbed her back and cried himself. A little while ago everything made sense and now nothing did. Everything would be changed forever. Stacie was gone.
One Month Later
I remember that day like it was just yesterday. The way I felt and the look in Stacie's eyes. Why the hell did this have to happen? What did she ever do to deserve this? All her life she had been treated badly and when finally she found happiness some asshole had to come and take that all away from her.
"I don't know how I can ever be happy again." I said, laying in my husband's arms.
"Tine will pass and things will get easier, Prue. " He hold me. "We have a baby on the way, just think about that. In three months we'll be parents."
He kissed me on the head and moved his hand down to my stomach. I put my hand on his. I tried to be happy, I really did. But I saw someone I love get killed. I saw the look of absolutely horror in her eyes when that bullet pierced her skin. Nothing can ever be the same again.
"We were already parents." I said, reminding him of the little girl we had recently lost.
"I know." He sighed. "But real parents."
"I don't care if she came from us or not Andy, I thought of her as a daughter and we were her parents." I said. I couldn't hold back anymore. The tears started to come.
"Stacie would want us to be happy." Andy said, holding my hand.
"I know. All Stacie ever wanted was happiness." I agreed.
"Remember when she first came here?" He asked, smiling now.
"Yeah. Like it was yesterday..."
To Be Continued....