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Piper, Phoebe and Paige were telling Chimera about P3 when they heard the front door open and then slam closed. Moments later they heard someone go up the stairs then a door slam.
Chimera was looking worriedly over in the direction of the stairs. "Please excuse me for a moment," she asked distractedly as she rose. She hurried out of the room.
The three sisters watched her leave then looked at each other.
"What do you think that was about?"
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Chimera walked up the stairs the to one of the front rooms. She lightly knocked on the door. "Are you ok?"
There was no answer. She tried the handle. Locked. "Open this door right now or else!" She placed her hands on her hips.
There was silence for a moment then the sound of footsteps came from the other side of the door, followed by the click of the lock.
Chimera twisted the handle again, this time the door opened. The room's occupant was settling back down on the bed, painfully, as she entered the room.
"What happened?" She glanced over him quickly, looking for blood.
"Some bounty hunters decided to play wall-a-ball, with me as the ball," his voice was muffled by the hand that he had covered his face with.
"Oh, goodie," Chimera said sarcastically. "So I take it that that means that they already know that we are here?"
"Me for sure, you...I don't know."
She sighed then looked him over again. "What hurts?"
"My head mostly, but some sore muscles as well."
She shook her head. "You stay right there, I'll be right back."
"Where the hell do you think I could go?" was the muttered reply.
Chimera pointedly ignored the remark.
She walked down the hall toward the back of house. She came to a door, unlocked it and entered the room. She jerked on the string to switch the light on then glanced around the small storage room. The walls were covered with shelves that were filled with bottles, jars, pummels, bowls and other things. She shifted some bottles and jars around, checking their labels, until she picked a bottle up, looked at it more closely and, nodding, kept it. Then she went back to shifting around bottles and jars, checking jars until she found the one she was looking for and picked it up. She jerked the light off and grabbed a cup and spoon on her way out.
When she reached his room she walked over to the bedside table and set down all of her supplies. She then twisted the lid off of the jar and spooned two spoonfuls of the leafy substance into the cup. After twisting the lid back on tightly she pulled the cork out of the bottle and poured some into the cup. She shoved the plug back in place and stirred the ingredients together in the cup. Once they were mixed to her satisfaction she tapped the spoon gently on the rim of the cup and handed the concoction to the figure in the bed.
"Drink up," she ordered him.
He raised the cup to his lips, took a sip and grimaced.
"You couldn't happen to be able to make this taste any worse than it already does, could you?"
She narrowed her eyes. "You know, I could let you just suffer."
That shut him up and he quietly finished up the drink.
When he was done he handed the cup back to her. She took it and gathered up the rest of her supplies. Then she turned to him, leveling him with a serious look.
"Now you stay here and rest." He opened his mouth to protest and she added, sweetly, "Unless you want to go down and greet our guests?"
Yet again she was successful in shutting him up. He glared at her; she just smirked.
"Have a nice rest, Cole."
She closed the door behind her.
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There it is, the new part. I hope you liked it!
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Piper, Phoebe and Paige were telling Chimera about P3 when they heard the front door open and then slam closed. Moments later they heard someone go up the stairs then a door slam.
Chimera was looking worriedly over in the direction of the stairs. "Please excuse me for a moment," she asked distractedly as she rose. She hurried out of the room.
The three sisters watched her leave then looked at each other.
"What do you think that was about?"
~*~
Chimera walked up the stairs the to one of the front rooms. She lightly knocked on the door. "Are you ok?"
There was no answer. She tried the handle. Locked. "Open this door right now or else!" She placed her hands on her hips.
There was silence for a moment then the sound of footsteps came from the other side of the door, followed by the click of the lock.
Chimera twisted the handle again, this time the door opened. The room's occupant was settling back down on the bed, painfully, as she entered the room.
"What happened?" She glanced over him quickly, looking for blood.
"Some bounty hunters decided to play wall-a-ball, with me as the ball," his voice was muffled by the hand that he had covered his face with.
"Oh, goodie," Chimera said sarcastically. "So I take it that that means that they already know that we are here?"
"Me for sure, you...I don't know."
She sighed then looked him over again. "What hurts?"
"My head mostly, but some sore muscles as well."
She shook her head. "You stay right there, I'll be right back."
"Where the hell do you think I could go?" was the muttered reply.
Chimera pointedly ignored the remark.
She walked down the hall toward the back of house. She came to a door, unlocked it and entered the room. She jerked on the string to switch the light on then glanced around the small storage room. The walls were covered with shelves that were filled with bottles, jars, pummels, bowls and other things. She shifted some bottles and jars around, checking their labels, until she picked a bottle up, looked at it more closely and, nodding, kept it. Then she went back to shifting around bottles and jars, checking jars until she found the one she was looking for and picked it up. She jerked the light off and grabbed a cup and spoon on her way out.
When she reached his room she walked over to the bedside table and set down all of her supplies. She then twisted the lid off of the jar and spooned two spoonfuls of the leafy substance into the cup. After twisting the lid back on tightly she pulled the cork out of the bottle and poured some into the cup. She shoved the plug back in place and stirred the ingredients together in the cup. Once they were mixed to her satisfaction she tapped the spoon gently on the rim of the cup and handed the concoction to the figure in the bed.
"Drink up," she ordered him.
He raised the cup to his lips, took a sip and grimaced.
"You couldn't happen to be able to make this taste any worse than it already does, could you?"
She narrowed her eyes. "You know, I could let you just suffer."
That shut him up and he quietly finished up the drink.
When he was done he handed the cup back to her. She took it and gathered up the rest of her supplies. Then she turned to him, leveling him with a serious look.
"Now you stay here and rest." He opened his mouth to protest and she added, sweetly, "Unless you want to go down and greet our guests?"
Yet again she was successful in shutting him up. He glared at her; she just smirked.
"Have a nice rest, Cole."
She closed the door behind her.
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There it is, the new part. I hope you liked it!
