Part 9
Prue rushed forward, catching Paige before she hit the ground.
Brushing Paige's hair from her face, Prue gently shook her. "Paige! Open your eyes. Come on, look at me." She ordered sternly.
She wasn't letting her insticts through, they were screaming that her baby sister was dead, that if she checked for a pulse she wouldn't find one. So she didn't check, just ordered Paige to wake up.
Piper's destroyed voice broke the pain of the room, "She's Gone."
Prue just stared at her sister on the verge of breakdown.
She was wrong.
Paige would wake up and say 'I told you so' with a spark in her eyes.
Prue let her tear blurred vision fall to Paige. She pulled her hands back.
She was cold and blue. The way she would be without the spell.
Prue began to tremble, shock was setting in.
Oh God, she wouldn't see Paige walking into the kitchen at 10am with bedhead, eyes half closed and a general innocence about her, begging Piper for cofee and French toast. And she wouldn't have to listen to her awful singing. Something Prue had grown to find comforting. Paige belting out some song of hope, of despair or something completely meaningless, with her headphones on and playing way too loud or any normal person to stand.
Piper crawled forward, unable to watch Prue's quiet grief any longer.
Carefully she pulled her little sister's body into her lap, the freezing tempreture of her skin made it all too real. Paige was gone and it was all Piper's fault.
Piper hugged Paige close, rocking them both as gut wrenching sobs quaked through her.
Piper's cries pulled Prue from her thoughts. Watching Piper apologizing to their dead sister finally caused Prue's rage to run free.
Ungracefully getting to her feet Prue looked towards the ceilling. "It was meant to be ok! You said it'd be ok! You can't just lie like that!! It's not ok!!"
Prue roughly tried to wipe away her tears which didn't help anything.
Then she lunged for the book of shadows. The thing that seemed responsable for hurting... no breaking her family. She threw it with amazing strength the length of the attic where it smacked of the the wall but landed unharmed.
The raging Halliwell then grabbed anything and everything she could get her hands on in the cluttered attic and fired them across the room until she both ran out of objects and anger. Only grief filled her as she sank to her knee's.
Her sobbing became her shouting and her shouting became her sobbing.
Piper let her eyes open, sore from squeezing them shut. She could see the colors of her sister's bright top contrasted by her dark hair.
Pulling back, but still keeping a strong hold of her sister's body, she took in her sister's now cold features. She started to stroke her hair as she always did when either were upset yet this time she knew it was entirely for herself. She needed her little sister, she'd always been there she couldn't just not be.
Piper began playing over the previous weeks, hearing but too absorbed in her grief to go to Prue.
She had been cold and uncaring towards Paige for the first time in her life and she hated every second of it but she couldn't stop acting that way.
Then she saw that horrifing afternoon. The demon apparing, her freezing thn Paige pushing her out the way only to be hit instead.
She shouldn't have froze, she should have froze the room.
It was her fault that she was cradling her sister's dead body.
Piper was all set to resume her cying into Paige's shoulder when a warm glow stole her attention.
Thi glow eminated from her sister's chest and began to slowly spread out across her body, as it reached her head Piper noticed the color was returning to her skin and lips, she looked like a peacefully sleeping Paige.
Then something shocking happened, Paige's eyes snapped open, causing Piper to gasp and start breathing again.
Prue rushed forward, catching Paige before she hit the ground.
Brushing Paige's hair from her face, Prue gently shook her. "Paige! Open your eyes. Come on, look at me." She ordered sternly.
She wasn't letting her insticts through, they were screaming that her baby sister was dead, that if she checked for a pulse she wouldn't find one. So she didn't check, just ordered Paige to wake up.
Piper's destroyed voice broke the pain of the room, "She's Gone."
Prue just stared at her sister on the verge of breakdown.
She was wrong.
Paige would wake up and say 'I told you so' with a spark in her eyes.
Prue let her tear blurred vision fall to Paige. She pulled her hands back.
She was cold and blue. The way she would be without the spell.
Prue began to tremble, shock was setting in.
Oh God, she wouldn't see Paige walking into the kitchen at 10am with bedhead, eyes half closed and a general innocence about her, begging Piper for cofee and French toast. And she wouldn't have to listen to her awful singing. Something Prue had grown to find comforting. Paige belting out some song of hope, of despair or something completely meaningless, with her headphones on and playing way too loud or any normal person to stand.
Piper crawled forward, unable to watch Prue's quiet grief any longer.
Carefully she pulled her little sister's body into her lap, the freezing tempreture of her skin made it all too real. Paige was gone and it was all Piper's fault.
Piper hugged Paige close, rocking them both as gut wrenching sobs quaked through her.
Piper's cries pulled Prue from her thoughts. Watching Piper apologizing to their dead sister finally caused Prue's rage to run free.
Ungracefully getting to her feet Prue looked towards the ceilling. "It was meant to be ok! You said it'd be ok! You can't just lie like that!! It's not ok!!"
Prue roughly tried to wipe away her tears which didn't help anything.
Then she lunged for the book of shadows. The thing that seemed responsable for hurting... no breaking her family. She threw it with amazing strength the length of the attic where it smacked of the the wall but landed unharmed.
The raging Halliwell then grabbed anything and everything she could get her hands on in the cluttered attic and fired them across the room until she both ran out of objects and anger. Only grief filled her as she sank to her knee's.
Her sobbing became her shouting and her shouting became her sobbing.
Piper let her eyes open, sore from squeezing them shut. She could see the colors of her sister's bright top contrasted by her dark hair.
Pulling back, but still keeping a strong hold of her sister's body, she took in her sister's now cold features. She started to stroke her hair as she always did when either were upset yet this time she knew it was entirely for herself. She needed her little sister, she'd always been there she couldn't just not be.
Piper began playing over the previous weeks, hearing but too absorbed in her grief to go to Prue.
She had been cold and uncaring towards Paige for the first time in her life and she hated every second of it but she couldn't stop acting that way.
Then she saw that horrifing afternoon. The demon apparing, her freezing thn Paige pushing her out the way only to be hit instead.
She shouldn't have froze, she should have froze the room.
It was her fault that she was cradling her sister's dead body.
Piper was all set to resume her cying into Paige's shoulder when a warm glow stole her attention.
Thi glow eminated from her sister's chest and began to slowly spread out across her body, as it reached her head Piper noticed the color was returning to her skin and lips, she looked like a peacefully sleeping Paige.
Then something shocking happened, Paige's eyes snapped open, causing Piper to gasp and start breathing again.