Part Six
Phoebe walked out of the sunroom and into the doorway of the living room as she heard Leo utter the words 'raped'. She just needed some time to think. Why had she left her in that room? Why have she not risked helping her younger sister whatever the cost may have been?
The middle charmed one glanced up at the stairs, no wonder Paige had turned back to alcohol after those events. She would have done the same thing if it had happened to her. Why had it not happened to her instead?
Phoebe was jolted out of her thought as she saw Paige walking down the stairs and heading straight for the door.
"Paige," She started in a weak voice. "Darryl's here to talk to you."
Paige looked back over her shoulder as she attempted to find her car keys. "I'll only be a minute."
"Yeah?" Phoebe started, "Where you going?"
"Just out," Paige replied with a shrug.
"The off license?"
Phoebe stared straight at Paige in the eyes. She just had to stop Paige from turning back to alcohol. It was the least that she could do.
"It's not going to help Paige."
Paige let out a large sigh, "How do you know that?"
"Because it will just temporally hide the pain and you'll only end up having to deal with it later. Like when I lost my baby." Phoebe told her as her voice chocked over the last couple of words. "Lets go talk to Darryl, get it over with."
Paige looked directly back at her older sister without saying a word and slowly made her way to the sunroom. She had dealt with so much before and a couple police questions could be managed.
Phoebe watched her younger sister head out of the hallway and down into the sunroom. Taking a final glance at Paige she grabbed the car keys off the table and following her baby sister.
Paige crossed her arms, placing them in front of her stomach as she looked at the three people who were sat before her. She kept her face emotionless as she asked, "What did you need to tell me?"
Darryl glanced at both Piper and Leo before looking back at the youngest Charmed One. Looking into her eyes he noticed the same frighten expression that he had only seen the night of the raid. In fact everything about Paige seemed very different to the girl he had known only three weeks ago. Her clothes, her expressions and the way she held herself yet there was something behind the frighten eyes that provided a glimmer of Paige's strength and personality.
"We need to go over the statement with particular reference with what happen in the office at P3 and how you managed to get the gun and get everyone out of there." Darryl explained slowly.
"I called for it," Paige said blankly as she looked over at Leo. "And the Elders."
"They know everything," Leo told her.
"Okay," Paige replied in the same dull tone, before turning to the door and looking over her shoulder. "I think I'm going to go back with the statement, that you can tell the Elders and the police, I can't deal with this."
"Paige," Piper started as she got to her feet and watched her youngest sister leave the room.
"I'll go," Phoebe told her older sister. "I think in some way I might be able to relate and try stop her doing something stupid."
"What's going on Pheebs?"
"She's drinking again." Phoebe explained as she headed out of the room.
Piper turned her eyes back from Phoebe to look at the two men. She shrugged her shoulders and looked hopelessly up at her friend and husband. This had to be dealt with very carefully and quickly.
"I think she still needs time to rebuild up her strength before she talk to us." Piper explained.
"We don't have that much time," Darryl told her. "And I seriously think that talking about it could help."
"I know that," Piper replied with a small smile. "But I also know how stubborn Paige is when she gets an idea into her head. It's something that makes her who she is, something that will help her, I hope. Lets just see what Phoebe can say to her before either of you try again."
"Piper," Leo started.
"No," Piper told him softly interrupting her husband. "We working on our scale, not the Elders or police's."
* * *
"Paige," Phoebe called.
Paige spun around and looked straight at her older sister wrapping her arms around at her stomach. She pinned her eyes on Phoebe as she tighten the protective grip on her stomach with her left arm and reached out her right hand.
"Car keys."
Phoebe watched as the car key flew out of pocket and younger sister hand.
"Paige," Phoebe started in a soft but firm voice. "Drinking not going to help and running from the truth is not going to help either."
"Well how do you deal with being raped then?"
"Honestly, I've no idea." Phoebe confessed. "But I know that you're strong enough to do that without getting dragged back into drinking and letting this consume your entire life."
Paige looked back at her as she dropped the keys on the side. "And you really think you can help me through this."
"What kind of sister would I be if I didn't even try?" Phoebe told her as she placed her hand on her younger sister's arm.
Paige watched as she saw Phoebe jolt into a premonition and pulled her body away. "I told you not to touch me."
"And I told you I can handle premonitions," Phoebe replied in a somewhat forced voice as she tried not to focus on your vision. "Now what can you tell me what is worst than what I've seen."
"Its not just seeing it," Paige explained. "It's living it, it's experiencing it."
Phoebe walked out of the sunroom and into the doorway of the living room as she heard Leo utter the words 'raped'. She just needed some time to think. Why had she left her in that room? Why have she not risked helping her younger sister whatever the cost may have been?
The middle charmed one glanced up at the stairs, no wonder Paige had turned back to alcohol after those events. She would have done the same thing if it had happened to her. Why had it not happened to her instead?
Phoebe was jolted out of her thought as she saw Paige walking down the stairs and heading straight for the door.
"Paige," She started in a weak voice. "Darryl's here to talk to you."
Paige looked back over her shoulder as she attempted to find her car keys. "I'll only be a minute."
"Yeah?" Phoebe started, "Where you going?"
"Just out," Paige replied with a shrug.
"The off license?"
Phoebe stared straight at Paige in the eyes. She just had to stop Paige from turning back to alcohol. It was the least that she could do.
"It's not going to help Paige."
Paige let out a large sigh, "How do you know that?"
"Because it will just temporally hide the pain and you'll only end up having to deal with it later. Like when I lost my baby." Phoebe told her as her voice chocked over the last couple of words. "Lets go talk to Darryl, get it over with."
Paige looked directly back at her older sister without saying a word and slowly made her way to the sunroom. She had dealt with so much before and a couple police questions could be managed.
Phoebe watched her younger sister head out of the hallway and down into the sunroom. Taking a final glance at Paige she grabbed the car keys off the table and following her baby sister.
Paige crossed her arms, placing them in front of her stomach as she looked at the three people who were sat before her. She kept her face emotionless as she asked, "What did you need to tell me?"
Darryl glanced at both Piper and Leo before looking back at the youngest Charmed One. Looking into her eyes he noticed the same frighten expression that he had only seen the night of the raid. In fact everything about Paige seemed very different to the girl he had known only three weeks ago. Her clothes, her expressions and the way she held herself yet there was something behind the frighten eyes that provided a glimmer of Paige's strength and personality.
"We need to go over the statement with particular reference with what happen in the office at P3 and how you managed to get the gun and get everyone out of there." Darryl explained slowly.
"I called for it," Paige said blankly as she looked over at Leo. "And the Elders."
"They know everything," Leo told her.
"Okay," Paige replied in the same dull tone, before turning to the door and looking over her shoulder. "I think I'm going to go back with the statement, that you can tell the Elders and the police, I can't deal with this."
"Paige," Piper started as she got to her feet and watched her youngest sister leave the room.
"I'll go," Phoebe told her older sister. "I think in some way I might be able to relate and try stop her doing something stupid."
"What's going on Pheebs?"
"She's drinking again." Phoebe explained as she headed out of the room.
Piper turned her eyes back from Phoebe to look at the two men. She shrugged her shoulders and looked hopelessly up at her friend and husband. This had to be dealt with very carefully and quickly.
"I think she still needs time to rebuild up her strength before she talk to us." Piper explained.
"We don't have that much time," Darryl told her. "And I seriously think that talking about it could help."
"I know that," Piper replied with a small smile. "But I also know how stubborn Paige is when she gets an idea into her head. It's something that makes her who she is, something that will help her, I hope. Lets just see what Phoebe can say to her before either of you try again."
"Piper," Leo started.
"No," Piper told him softly interrupting her husband. "We working on our scale, not the Elders or police's."
* * *
"Paige," Phoebe called.
Paige spun around and looked straight at her older sister wrapping her arms around at her stomach. She pinned her eyes on Phoebe as she tighten the protective grip on her stomach with her left arm and reached out her right hand.
"Car keys."
Phoebe watched as the car key flew out of pocket and younger sister hand.
"Paige," Phoebe started in a soft but firm voice. "Drinking not going to help and running from the truth is not going to help either."
"Well how do you deal with being raped then?"
"Honestly, I've no idea." Phoebe confessed. "But I know that you're strong enough to do that without getting dragged back into drinking and letting this consume your entire life."
Paige looked back at her as she dropped the keys on the side. "And you really think you can help me through this."
"What kind of sister would I be if I didn't even try?" Phoebe told her as she placed her hand on her younger sister's arm.
Paige watched as she saw Phoebe jolt into a premonition and pulled her body away. "I told you not to touch me."
"And I told you I can handle premonitions," Phoebe replied in a somewhat forced voice as she tried not to focus on your vision. "Now what can you tell me what is worst than what I've seen."
"Its not just seeing it," Paige explained. "It's living it, it's experiencing it."