Disclaimer: No, I don't own Charmed. Hey, it disappoints me as much as it does you. lol. Seriously though, I would have done some things a lot differently if I'd owned the show...anyways. That's my disclaimer and I'm stickin' to it! (In case you were wondering, no I don't do drugs, yes I really am THAT weird!!!:P)
AN: Well, I got diverse comments on Paige's disease. Wotcha being the most forceful...lol. I guess that means...wait what does that mean? :S
Kristen's Paige: OK, ONE word doesn't mean I can't spell! What did you do? Pick through the entire story to find that? lol :P
Wotcha: Ummm, I'm sorry? lol, thanks for reviewing
wAnNaBpIpEr: I know, Phoebe made me mad too, and I'm the one that wrote it, so what does that tell you?
HalliwellGirls: glad you enjoyed your chocolate :) Thanks for the review
SnOwBuNnY: Thank you times like a million. That was the biggest compliment you could have given me. I didn't think I could evoke that kind of emotion (even when combining efforts with a song). You truly inspired me, thank you. I was kind of partial to the Phoebe/Psycho scene too...:P
Starring Piper: What can I tell you that I haven't already? You are my number one reviewer, have been for like...well, a long time. Thank You. It means more to me than you can know.
All right people, thanks for the support and encouragement!!!! I'll get on with it now...
"What the hell do you think you are doing? Phoebe, our baby sister is in there, falling apart after finding out something that would scare even the strongest person, and here you are...making this all about you. You called Piper selfish? Look at yourself," Prue yelled harshly, livid with anger. Phoebe sank to the floor, looking straight ahead. Prue barely...just barely restrained from slapping her across the face. "Don't you have anything to say?," she demanded hotly, lowering herself to look into Phoebe's eyes. Phoebe blinked and focused on her. Her previous anger welled up again, making her lash out.
"I...am...not...making...this...about...me," she hissed softly. Prue choked back her disbelief. "Why don't you go back to her, and leave me ALONE," she screamed, startling Prue.
"Best idea you have ever had Phoebe," Prue sneered, stalking out of the hospital bathroom. Phoebe waited until she completely disappeared out the door before she let her genuine emotion show. Hot tears slipped down her cheeks as she buried her head in her hands.
"Why now?," she pleaded to the empty room, "Why so soon?"
~Phoebe's POV~ (sorry, I know you don't like first person Starring, but it is really necessary for this)
I was so relieved to see that my premonition had been wrong, and now this...Is this some kind of curse? The one we depend on most gets ripped from us. 'Let's see how much the precious Charmed Ones can handle. Take away their support, see if the fall.' I got through it when Prue died, it hurt more than I ever thought was possible, but I made it through. But because of PAIGE! Without her....my God, we barely know her. So much has happened and we haven't had time to just...talk. We don't know about her little quirks, or her high school stories. She won't get to get married. Glenn. Does he know? We didn't tell him! He's sitting at the manor, thinking we are away on some sister day and the love of his life is lying in a hospital bed, recovering from the shock of finding out that her life was fading away from her.
Phoebe jumped off the ground, with the intent to call Glenn immediately. Her plans were hindered by a brooding Piper stomping into the bathroom. "Phoebe Christine Halliwell, how dare you?," she yelled upon entering. Phoebe waved her away.
"Don't start, Piper. I got this talk from Prue already. I am going to do something productive," she said, emphasizing 'productive'. Piper grabbed her shoulders roughly, shaking her.
"Productive would be supporting your SISTER, Phoebe, not wallowing in self pity in the bathroom!," she snapped.
"For your information, I am not 'wallowing in self pity'," she said, mocking Piper with her last few words, "I was heading to a pay phone to inform Glenn of what had been happening." Piper released her sister, the 'oops' look spreading across her face. (AN: You all know it, the one you get one you just got proved wrong...) Phoebe smiled with a hint of sarcasm, though she felt nothing worth smiling about, and sauntered out of the room. Piper glared at her back, and went back to Paige's room.
"She wouldn't come for you either," Prue said, not a question, but a statement. Piper shook her head.
"She is going to call Glenn and tell him...well, what has gone on," she answered. Paige shot up, panicked.
"NO, she can't...He doesn't need to know just yet. I didn't want him to know. Please, someone stop her before she tells him," she stammered, tripping over her words because of her rushing. Prue and Piper exchanged glances, and Prue made her way out of the room for the second time.
"Phoebe, wait," she called as loudly as she could when she spotted her sister walking down the hall. Phoebe turned slowly, making it clear that she did not like being stopped. Prue rushed to catch up to her.
"Well?," Phoebe demanded. Prue fought back the nasty comments she really, really wanted to hurl at her to deliver Paige's message.
"Paige doesn't want you to tell Glenn," she said coldly.
"That's ridiculous," Phoebe started, but shut up quickly when she saw the look in Prue's eyes. Even in all her anger, she knew better than to keep going when Prue had 'the look'. Whirling around, Prue marched off, certain Phoebe would hold off on calling Glenn.
"Sometimes I hate having sisters," Phoebe muttered. Immediately she regretted even thinking that. She was losing one, she should feel lucky to have them at all. Guiltily, she forced herself to trail Prue. Paige didn't deserve to be pushed away, not when all she needed was to be comforted. When she walked in, Piper was sitting on the bed beside Paige, gripping both of her hands. Prue was sitting in a nearby chair, still looking as angry as ever. Phoebe's pace faltered, then picked back up until she got to the foot of Paige's bed.
"You all right, now?," Paige inquired, concerned. Phoebe nodded, amazed at her sister.
"I should be asking YOU that," she answered.
"Me? I'm just peachy," Paige returned, that cheerful smile in place. Phoebe was not fooled.
"Yeah, I bet," she murmured softly. Paige's smile toned down from cheerful, to amused, to sad. Phoebe crawled onto the bed, giving Paige a huge hug. Paige chuckled. That was such a Phoebe thing to do. Piper dropped from the bed, giving them some space. "Are you mad at me?," Phoebe asked childishly, snuggling into Paige. Paige rested her chin on Phoebe's head.
"No, of course not sweetie. It's a normal reaction to...to shock," she finished, changing her sentence slightly so as not to upset her sister even more. She'd almost said grief. Phoebe nodded slightly. Prue softened towards her sister, watching the interaction between them. It made her heart ache, knowing the pain they were both going through. Anger melted away into unconditional love. Phoebe had that affect on people.
Tears threatened to spill over Piper's cheeks as she watched her two younger sisters comfort each other. It didn't seem right that Paige was leaving their lives just when things were calming down from the last experience. She reached out to touch Phoebe's cheek. Phoebe lifted her hand to hold Piper's hand in place. "I'm sorry I treated all of you that way earlier," she whispered. Paige tightened her arms, reassuring her that all was forgiven in her eyes. Piper allowed one teardrop to fall, moved by the sweet innocence in Phoebe's words. Her eyes traveled over to Prue, who sat all alone, taking in the scene. Prue met her tear-filled eyes and slowly walked over to join them.
No one wanted to interrupt the silence, for fear of shattering the almost peaceful atmosphere about them. All the love they felt for each other, all the comfort they offered just kind of hovered over them, washing away their grief for a brief respite. When Doctor Stephens walked in, the spell was broken. A tangible sense of disappointment made the doctor hesitate.
"I just wanted to let you know that Paige is free to go home tomorrow morning. We are keeping her overnight, to make sure she doesn't regress into seizures again," he informed them.
"She definitely gets out tomorrow, though, right?," Prue asked. Doctor Stephens nodded.
"Unless something happens, that is a promise," he answered. The 'unless something happens' lingered behind him, even after he left.
"That's good, right?," Piper tried, smiling at Paige. Paige shrugged.
"I hate hospitals," she stated bluntly, eliciting smiles all around the room.
"Let me let you in on a secret," Piper dropping her voice to a soft whisper, leaning in, as if conspiring with her, "We all do." Paige giggled, snuggling back into Phoebe, allowing room for Piper to crawl in as well. Prue glanced at them all curled up together. They all looked as if they were waiting for her to jump in with them.
"I don't think so. Four people in that bed is not my idea of a good time," she said, shaking her head and walking back to her chair.
"o...k," Paige sighed, faking disappointment. Piper put her arms around both of her sisters, breathing in their scents. Paige smelled faintly of fruits, and Phoebe of wildflowers. She mentally filed that away, saving it in case something happened and she no longer could just hug them and find out. She hated thinking that there would be a day that she couldn't embrace any of them to offer comfort or love. "What kind of world is this that you have to worry about your younger sister dying?," she asked herself silently, then pushed away her thoughts.
"I love you," she told them, contenting herself with the present. Her words were echoed back to her from all three of her sisters, soothing her spirit. For a while, they had to let that be enough.
AN: That was the hardest chapter I think I have ever written, please let me know what you thought of it. I poured everything I had into it, so you know...be nice. No, I take that back. Be honest.
AN: Well, I got diverse comments on Paige's disease. Wotcha being the most forceful...lol. I guess that means...wait what does that mean? :S
Kristen's Paige: OK, ONE word doesn't mean I can't spell! What did you do? Pick through the entire story to find that? lol :P
Wotcha: Ummm, I'm sorry? lol, thanks for reviewing
wAnNaBpIpEr: I know, Phoebe made me mad too, and I'm the one that wrote it, so what does that tell you?
HalliwellGirls: glad you enjoyed your chocolate :) Thanks for the review
SnOwBuNnY: Thank you times like a million. That was the biggest compliment you could have given me. I didn't think I could evoke that kind of emotion (even when combining efforts with a song). You truly inspired me, thank you. I was kind of partial to the Phoebe/Psycho scene too...:P
Starring Piper: What can I tell you that I haven't already? You are my number one reviewer, have been for like...well, a long time. Thank You. It means more to me than you can know.
All right people, thanks for the support and encouragement!!!! I'll get on with it now...
"What the hell do you think you are doing? Phoebe, our baby sister is in there, falling apart after finding out something that would scare even the strongest person, and here you are...making this all about you. You called Piper selfish? Look at yourself," Prue yelled harshly, livid with anger. Phoebe sank to the floor, looking straight ahead. Prue barely...just barely restrained from slapping her across the face. "Don't you have anything to say?," she demanded hotly, lowering herself to look into Phoebe's eyes. Phoebe blinked and focused on her. Her previous anger welled up again, making her lash out.
"I...am...not...making...this...about...me," she hissed softly. Prue choked back her disbelief. "Why don't you go back to her, and leave me ALONE," she screamed, startling Prue.
"Best idea you have ever had Phoebe," Prue sneered, stalking out of the hospital bathroom. Phoebe waited until she completely disappeared out the door before she let her genuine emotion show. Hot tears slipped down her cheeks as she buried her head in her hands.
"Why now?," she pleaded to the empty room, "Why so soon?"
~Phoebe's POV~ (sorry, I know you don't like first person Starring, but it is really necessary for this)
I was so relieved to see that my premonition had been wrong, and now this...Is this some kind of curse? The one we depend on most gets ripped from us. 'Let's see how much the precious Charmed Ones can handle. Take away their support, see if the fall.' I got through it when Prue died, it hurt more than I ever thought was possible, but I made it through. But because of PAIGE! Without her....my God, we barely know her. So much has happened and we haven't had time to just...talk. We don't know about her little quirks, or her high school stories. She won't get to get married. Glenn. Does he know? We didn't tell him! He's sitting at the manor, thinking we are away on some sister day and the love of his life is lying in a hospital bed, recovering from the shock of finding out that her life was fading away from her.
Phoebe jumped off the ground, with the intent to call Glenn immediately. Her plans were hindered by a brooding Piper stomping into the bathroom. "Phoebe Christine Halliwell, how dare you?," she yelled upon entering. Phoebe waved her away.
"Don't start, Piper. I got this talk from Prue already. I am going to do something productive," she said, emphasizing 'productive'. Piper grabbed her shoulders roughly, shaking her.
"Productive would be supporting your SISTER, Phoebe, not wallowing in self pity in the bathroom!," she snapped.
"For your information, I am not 'wallowing in self pity'," she said, mocking Piper with her last few words, "I was heading to a pay phone to inform Glenn of what had been happening." Piper released her sister, the 'oops' look spreading across her face. (AN: You all know it, the one you get one you just got proved wrong...) Phoebe smiled with a hint of sarcasm, though she felt nothing worth smiling about, and sauntered out of the room. Piper glared at her back, and went back to Paige's room.
"She wouldn't come for you either," Prue said, not a question, but a statement. Piper shook her head.
"She is going to call Glenn and tell him...well, what has gone on," she answered. Paige shot up, panicked.
"NO, she can't...He doesn't need to know just yet. I didn't want him to know. Please, someone stop her before she tells him," she stammered, tripping over her words because of her rushing. Prue and Piper exchanged glances, and Prue made her way out of the room for the second time.
"Phoebe, wait," she called as loudly as she could when she spotted her sister walking down the hall. Phoebe turned slowly, making it clear that she did not like being stopped. Prue rushed to catch up to her.
"Well?," Phoebe demanded. Prue fought back the nasty comments she really, really wanted to hurl at her to deliver Paige's message.
"Paige doesn't want you to tell Glenn," she said coldly.
"That's ridiculous," Phoebe started, but shut up quickly when she saw the look in Prue's eyes. Even in all her anger, she knew better than to keep going when Prue had 'the look'. Whirling around, Prue marched off, certain Phoebe would hold off on calling Glenn.
"Sometimes I hate having sisters," Phoebe muttered. Immediately she regretted even thinking that. She was losing one, she should feel lucky to have them at all. Guiltily, she forced herself to trail Prue. Paige didn't deserve to be pushed away, not when all she needed was to be comforted. When she walked in, Piper was sitting on the bed beside Paige, gripping both of her hands. Prue was sitting in a nearby chair, still looking as angry as ever. Phoebe's pace faltered, then picked back up until she got to the foot of Paige's bed.
"You all right, now?," Paige inquired, concerned. Phoebe nodded, amazed at her sister.
"I should be asking YOU that," she answered.
"Me? I'm just peachy," Paige returned, that cheerful smile in place. Phoebe was not fooled.
"Yeah, I bet," she murmured softly. Paige's smile toned down from cheerful, to amused, to sad. Phoebe crawled onto the bed, giving Paige a huge hug. Paige chuckled. That was such a Phoebe thing to do. Piper dropped from the bed, giving them some space. "Are you mad at me?," Phoebe asked childishly, snuggling into Paige. Paige rested her chin on Phoebe's head.
"No, of course not sweetie. It's a normal reaction to...to shock," she finished, changing her sentence slightly so as not to upset her sister even more. She'd almost said grief. Phoebe nodded slightly. Prue softened towards her sister, watching the interaction between them. It made her heart ache, knowing the pain they were both going through. Anger melted away into unconditional love. Phoebe had that affect on people.
Tears threatened to spill over Piper's cheeks as she watched her two younger sisters comfort each other. It didn't seem right that Paige was leaving their lives just when things were calming down from the last experience. She reached out to touch Phoebe's cheek. Phoebe lifted her hand to hold Piper's hand in place. "I'm sorry I treated all of you that way earlier," she whispered. Paige tightened her arms, reassuring her that all was forgiven in her eyes. Piper allowed one teardrop to fall, moved by the sweet innocence in Phoebe's words. Her eyes traveled over to Prue, who sat all alone, taking in the scene. Prue met her tear-filled eyes and slowly walked over to join them.
No one wanted to interrupt the silence, for fear of shattering the almost peaceful atmosphere about them. All the love they felt for each other, all the comfort they offered just kind of hovered over them, washing away their grief for a brief respite. When Doctor Stephens walked in, the spell was broken. A tangible sense of disappointment made the doctor hesitate.
"I just wanted to let you know that Paige is free to go home tomorrow morning. We are keeping her overnight, to make sure she doesn't regress into seizures again," he informed them.
"She definitely gets out tomorrow, though, right?," Prue asked. Doctor Stephens nodded.
"Unless something happens, that is a promise," he answered. The 'unless something happens' lingered behind him, even after he left.
"That's good, right?," Piper tried, smiling at Paige. Paige shrugged.
"I hate hospitals," she stated bluntly, eliciting smiles all around the room.
"Let me let you in on a secret," Piper dropping her voice to a soft whisper, leaning in, as if conspiring with her, "We all do." Paige giggled, snuggling back into Phoebe, allowing room for Piper to crawl in as well. Prue glanced at them all curled up together. They all looked as if they were waiting for her to jump in with them.
"I don't think so. Four people in that bed is not my idea of a good time," she said, shaking her head and walking back to her chair.
"o...k," Paige sighed, faking disappointment. Piper put her arms around both of her sisters, breathing in their scents. Paige smelled faintly of fruits, and Phoebe of wildflowers. She mentally filed that away, saving it in case something happened and she no longer could just hug them and find out. She hated thinking that there would be a day that she couldn't embrace any of them to offer comfort or love. "What kind of world is this that you have to worry about your younger sister dying?," she asked herself silently, then pushed away her thoughts.
"I love you," she told them, contenting herself with the present. Her words were echoed back to her from all three of her sisters, soothing her spirit. For a while, they had to let that be enough.
AN: That was the hardest chapter I think I have ever written, please let me know what you thought of it. I poured everything I had into it, so you know...be nice. No, I take that back. Be honest.