Love Triumphant
Troubled
Chapter XXI
Prue Halliwell sat in the kitchen of the Halliwell Mansion. She was making notes on a legal pad while the Book of Shadows lay open in front of her. Despite that fact that it was hours before dawn, she'd already made a pot of coffee, and poured herself a cup. Prue put her pencil down for a moment picked the coffee up and took a sip. She was sure that if any other member of the family were here to taste it, there would be sounds of spitting and choking. However, since they were all off frolicking heaven knows where, it didn't matter. She could make the coffee any way she preferred it and she preferred it strong, very strong.
It didn't seem to be helping her stay awake very well though. Her eyes kept drifting shut despite her best efforts to keep them open. All the tears she'd shed earlier apparently had sapped her of energy. That was only one of the many reasons she hated the times when she allowed herself to cry. She couldn't help it tonight, however, as it had seemed like a dam inside her had burst allowing the river to come crashing through the floodgates.
She hadn't even been able to stop for her parent's sake. Prue had wanted to respond to their pleas to talk to them and let them comfort her but she just hadn't been able too. She told them that if they really wanted to help they would just leave her be. Once they realized their protests were falling on deaf ears, they had reluctantly agreed to go but promised they would be back to try again in the morning. Prue had locked the door behind them and buried her head in her hands in shame. A short time later she heard the front door of the Mansion closing, and she stood and went to the window. Prue had seen her parents walking down the path that led back to the portal towards the base on earth.
Prue had stepped out in to the hallway after that and made her way up to the attic to retrieve the Book of Shadows. Then carried it downstairs. Amercing herself in work would be just the shot of medicine she needed or so she had thought. Sitting her now she was rapidly coming to the realization that it wasn't helping. What the heck was with her tonight she wondered? She folded her arms on the table and then surrendered to the urge to rest her head upon them. It only took her a moment to give into sleep.
Kit who had been curled up nearby jumped up on the table next to Prue. He rubbed around her head for a moment as if testing how deeply she was sleeping. The cat then moved up onto the open Book of Shadows very briefly. Still Kit's presence made an impact as she caused a few pages to flip. The feline softly purred and then jumped to the floor and ran out of the room. Prue slept on not having a clue that her head was now resting on the "call a lost love" spell.
Troubled
Chapter XXI
Prue Halliwell sat in the kitchen of the Halliwell Mansion. She was making notes on a legal pad while the Book of Shadows lay open in front of her. Despite that fact that it was hours before dawn, she'd already made a pot of coffee, and poured herself a cup. Prue put her pencil down for a moment picked the coffee up and took a sip. She was sure that if any other member of the family were here to taste it, there would be sounds of spitting and choking. However, since they were all off frolicking heaven knows where, it didn't matter. She could make the coffee any way she preferred it and she preferred it strong, very strong.
It didn't seem to be helping her stay awake very well though. Her eyes kept drifting shut despite her best efforts to keep them open. All the tears she'd shed earlier apparently had sapped her of energy. That was only one of the many reasons she hated the times when she allowed herself to cry. She couldn't help it tonight, however, as it had seemed like a dam inside her had burst allowing the river to come crashing through the floodgates.
She hadn't even been able to stop for her parent's sake. Prue had wanted to respond to their pleas to talk to them and let them comfort her but she just hadn't been able too. She told them that if they really wanted to help they would just leave her be. Once they realized their protests were falling on deaf ears, they had reluctantly agreed to go but promised they would be back to try again in the morning. Prue had locked the door behind them and buried her head in her hands in shame. A short time later she heard the front door of the Mansion closing, and she stood and went to the window. Prue had seen her parents walking down the path that led back to the portal towards the base on earth.
Prue had stepped out in to the hallway after that and made her way up to the attic to retrieve the Book of Shadows. Then carried it downstairs. Amercing herself in work would be just the shot of medicine she needed or so she had thought. Sitting her now she was rapidly coming to the realization that it wasn't helping. What the heck was with her tonight she wondered? She folded her arms on the table and then surrendered to the urge to rest her head upon them. It only took her a moment to give into sleep.
Kit who had been curled up nearby jumped up on the table next to Prue. He rubbed around her head for a moment as if testing how deeply she was sleeping. The cat then moved up onto the open Book of Shadows very briefly. Still Kit's presence made an impact as she caused a few pages to flip. The feline softly purred and then jumped to the floor and ran out of the room. Prue slept on not having a clue that her head was now resting on the "call a lost love" spell.