~Here we go again. It's 12:22 and I apologize for any mistakes. I just had
to write this. R+R please! Good night!~
Cole was the one who probably enjoyed having his daughter back the most. He wasn't afraid to tell her the truth about what was going on, the two of them had always connected well. Vivien was Daddy's little girl and everybody knew that. She would take things better from him than from anybody else. He was also amazed at how much Vivien had changed. She'd lost some weight, her hair had grown and her whole body had matured. She wasn't the little girl he was used to anymore, she was a woman now and she was even prettier than she'd been before she left.
He snuck up to her room and quietly opened her door. She was sleeping off her jetlag, her head resting sideways on the pillows and her arms lying on the blankets. Cole sat down in her rocking chair by the window. Vivien was carved in the headpiece. Phoebe had sat in it feeding her infant daughter, and then Cole and she had spent hours of singing a two-year-old Vivien to sleep. Later Vivien sat in this chair to read or draw or just relax. This chair had been through all the things Vivien had gone through. The chair rocked softly, making small cracking noises. Cole was deep in thoughts when Vivien woke up. 'Dad! What are you doing here? How long have you been sitting there?' she asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. 'Hm.good morning.or afternoon sleepyhead. I decided I wanted to watch you sleep for a while. I haven't had the chance to do that for a year, I have to catch up.' he smirked. Vivien hopped out of her bed and climbed on her dad's lab. 'I missed you daddy. I'm glad to be back home. It's nice to be away for a while and I'll probably leave again but right now it feels great to be home.' she hugged Cole and yawned. 'I'm happy that you're here. You know, you just kind of ran off a year ago. Many good-byes but no big scene. When you leave again this time I want to make sure you're alright and not just running away from something okay?' Cole brushed a strand of dark brown hair from her cheek. 'Yeah, I promise. There's nothing to run away from anyway, is there?' Vivien felt Cole shift uneasily. 'Dad?' she asked suspiciously. 'Well. go take a shower, get dressed and come downstairs. We all have to talk to you. Don't worry though.' he said, winding his way out of this conversation. She might take things better from him but this time she would be fuming. He pushed her up, ignoring her concerned glance and left, smiling at her.
Vivien stood there for a moment, thinking about her decision to spend the summer at home. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea after all. She shook her head and began to rummage through her suitcases, pulling out some underwear, jean shorts and a T-Shirt that was cut off slightly above her bellybutton. Then she turned around and for the first time she looked back at her room, the room she'd spent her childhood in. The wooden floor was covered with several multicolored rugs, posters of Enigma, Stargate and The Lord of the Rings were pinned to the walls. Her bed was huge with big pillars that twisted at the ends. A big, colorful quilt was draped over it. The sunlight shone through her windows and warmed up the floor and left her rocking chair in a golden light. She smiled. It hadn't changed a bit.
She turned on the shower first to hot and then to icy cold, shivering under the water spray. After she was dressed and had brushed her teeth, combed her hair and tied it back she went downstairs where phoebe hugged her and Paige silently handed her a cup of coffee. The whole family watched as she drank her coffee. 'You know guys, this is a little creepy. I know I've been gone for a year but could you stop starring at me?' she laughed her nervousness off and took another sip of hot coffee. 'Well, let's just move this all into the living room. Better space to talk, we'll be far more comfortable there.' Piper said, gesturing everybody towards the living room. Vivien flopped on a couch between her parents. She took her mom's hand as she'd done so often when she was younger. She was scared, this all was so wrong and weird. Something was wrong and she had known the minute she had seen her dad sitting in the rocking chair that this something had to do something with magic.
~I know the ending is kind of mean and I apologize (geez I seem to do that a lot). Hope you guys liked it anyways and Krysta, I tried to not blab this time.*lol*~
Cole was the one who probably enjoyed having his daughter back the most. He wasn't afraid to tell her the truth about what was going on, the two of them had always connected well. Vivien was Daddy's little girl and everybody knew that. She would take things better from him than from anybody else. He was also amazed at how much Vivien had changed. She'd lost some weight, her hair had grown and her whole body had matured. She wasn't the little girl he was used to anymore, she was a woman now and she was even prettier than she'd been before she left.
He snuck up to her room and quietly opened her door. She was sleeping off her jetlag, her head resting sideways on the pillows and her arms lying on the blankets. Cole sat down in her rocking chair by the window. Vivien was carved in the headpiece. Phoebe had sat in it feeding her infant daughter, and then Cole and she had spent hours of singing a two-year-old Vivien to sleep. Later Vivien sat in this chair to read or draw or just relax. This chair had been through all the things Vivien had gone through. The chair rocked softly, making small cracking noises. Cole was deep in thoughts when Vivien woke up. 'Dad! What are you doing here? How long have you been sitting there?' she asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. 'Hm.good morning.or afternoon sleepyhead. I decided I wanted to watch you sleep for a while. I haven't had the chance to do that for a year, I have to catch up.' he smirked. Vivien hopped out of her bed and climbed on her dad's lab. 'I missed you daddy. I'm glad to be back home. It's nice to be away for a while and I'll probably leave again but right now it feels great to be home.' she hugged Cole and yawned. 'I'm happy that you're here. You know, you just kind of ran off a year ago. Many good-byes but no big scene. When you leave again this time I want to make sure you're alright and not just running away from something okay?' Cole brushed a strand of dark brown hair from her cheek. 'Yeah, I promise. There's nothing to run away from anyway, is there?' Vivien felt Cole shift uneasily. 'Dad?' she asked suspiciously. 'Well. go take a shower, get dressed and come downstairs. We all have to talk to you. Don't worry though.' he said, winding his way out of this conversation. She might take things better from him but this time she would be fuming. He pushed her up, ignoring her concerned glance and left, smiling at her.
Vivien stood there for a moment, thinking about her decision to spend the summer at home. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea after all. She shook her head and began to rummage through her suitcases, pulling out some underwear, jean shorts and a T-Shirt that was cut off slightly above her bellybutton. Then she turned around and for the first time she looked back at her room, the room she'd spent her childhood in. The wooden floor was covered with several multicolored rugs, posters of Enigma, Stargate and The Lord of the Rings were pinned to the walls. Her bed was huge with big pillars that twisted at the ends. A big, colorful quilt was draped over it. The sunlight shone through her windows and warmed up the floor and left her rocking chair in a golden light. She smiled. It hadn't changed a bit.
She turned on the shower first to hot and then to icy cold, shivering under the water spray. After she was dressed and had brushed her teeth, combed her hair and tied it back she went downstairs where phoebe hugged her and Paige silently handed her a cup of coffee. The whole family watched as she drank her coffee. 'You know guys, this is a little creepy. I know I've been gone for a year but could you stop starring at me?' she laughed her nervousness off and took another sip of hot coffee. 'Well, let's just move this all into the living room. Better space to talk, we'll be far more comfortable there.' Piper said, gesturing everybody towards the living room. Vivien flopped on a couch between her parents. She took her mom's hand as she'd done so often when she was younger. She was scared, this all was so wrong and weird. Something was wrong and she had known the minute she had seen her dad sitting in the rocking chair that this something had to do something with magic.
~I know the ending is kind of mean and I apologize (geez I seem to do that a lot). Hope you guys liked it anyways and Krysta, I tried to not blab this time.*lol*~