CORRUPTED
Note: No, I actually updated two separate times. Here's the next chapter. Enjoy.
Chapter 15
-Hospital-
Phoebe sat solemnly on the stiff white hospital chair in the waiting room, staring blankly ahead. Her legs were numb by the weight of her head, which rested on her palms, which were supported by her elbows. For six hours now, Phoebe remained in this position - unmoving. Her dejected posture gave the impression of someone who has lost all hopes.
Piper too, felt disturbed, for a completely different reason. 'What am I doing?' she thought, confused. 'Why am I helping the person who I'm trying to kill?'
Another two hours passed before a surgeon approached the two Halliwell sisters. Specks of blood blanketed the surgeon's gown, and her facemask hung on one ear casually. Nevertheless, her face was anything but casual. The worn out, dejected appearance made her seem twice her age. Her eyes were solemn and grave, for she was about to reveal unpleasant news to the two distressed women who anxiously awaited news of their sister's condition.
Phoebe took one glance at the surgeon's face and closed her eyes slowly, almost painfully. The reasonable part of Phoebe knew that this was going to happen - her sister's injuries were too severe. Too fatal. No modern medicine or technology could have saved her. She was missing half a freaking body! Still, the naïve part of Phoebe wanted to believe that somehow, Paige would be saved. that this was just another one of those tests in which they must face and conquer. The thought that 'Paige won't leave us so easily' raced through Phoebe's head for the past 8 hours, but now. even the optimistic Phoebe felt reality crash down upon her.
"Piper, Phoebe. I'm Dr. Arlington, the surgeon in charge of your sister's operation."
Piper and Phoebe urged her to continue.
"When your sister arrived, she had already lost too much blood. Her chances of survival were dangerously low." the surgeon paused.
"So she's dead," Phoebe stated flatly.
"No."
Phoebe's head jerked up, her pulse increasing.
"Unfortunately, it is unlikely that she will make it through the day. I'm truly sorry. but her injuries were too severe. I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but I'm afraid your sister has no chances of survival. I've seen cases like this, and I have never witnessed a survivor. I'm sorry."
"She's alive." Phoebe managed to choke out.
"Yes Ms. Halliwell, she is."
"Well, that's all that matters. Can we see her?"
Dr. Arlington considered the request thoughtfully. The ICU should remain as undisturbed as possible, however, she felt as if she had already failed this family. It wouldn't hurt to let them spend Paige's last few hours together. "Sure. I will take you there."
-ICU-
Paige felt herself float gently upwards - towards the light. Feeling confused, she glanced downwards and gasped at the sight of her body on the hospital bed. Her disfigured body was gruesome. her right arm was missing, the bandage covering her midsection was soaked with blood, and her skin was pale, if that were even possible. 'I'm dead' she realized incredulously. The EKG displayed a flat line, and a piercing mechanical noise interrupted the silence.
-Hallway-
The flat-line noise broke out, as Dr. Arlington quickly raced to the ICU, leaving the two distraught sisters behind.
Phoebe fell to her knees and broke down, clutching Piper's pant leg as if she were holding onto the most valuable treasure in the world. Then again, Piper is her most valuable treasure in the world. now that Paige. Phoebe didn't even want to finish that thought.
Piper kneeled down so that she was level with her sister. Unconsciously, she gently placed her arms around her distressed sister and began soothing Phoebe. Piper felt her sister lean into the embrace and rest her head on Piper's shoulders. Without thinking, Piper began murmuring all sorts of comforting words to Phoebe, hoping to alleviate her sister's sorrows. The rushing hospital personnel and ER nurses seem oblivious to the two sisters, for their thoughts and emotions were focused on their shattering family.
Note: No, I actually updated two separate times. Here's the next chapter. Enjoy.
Chapter 15
-Hospital-
Phoebe sat solemnly on the stiff white hospital chair in the waiting room, staring blankly ahead. Her legs were numb by the weight of her head, which rested on her palms, which were supported by her elbows. For six hours now, Phoebe remained in this position - unmoving. Her dejected posture gave the impression of someone who has lost all hopes.
Piper too, felt disturbed, for a completely different reason. 'What am I doing?' she thought, confused. 'Why am I helping the person who I'm trying to kill?'
Another two hours passed before a surgeon approached the two Halliwell sisters. Specks of blood blanketed the surgeon's gown, and her facemask hung on one ear casually. Nevertheless, her face was anything but casual. The worn out, dejected appearance made her seem twice her age. Her eyes were solemn and grave, for she was about to reveal unpleasant news to the two distressed women who anxiously awaited news of their sister's condition.
Phoebe took one glance at the surgeon's face and closed her eyes slowly, almost painfully. The reasonable part of Phoebe knew that this was going to happen - her sister's injuries were too severe. Too fatal. No modern medicine or technology could have saved her. She was missing half a freaking body! Still, the naïve part of Phoebe wanted to believe that somehow, Paige would be saved. that this was just another one of those tests in which they must face and conquer. The thought that 'Paige won't leave us so easily' raced through Phoebe's head for the past 8 hours, but now. even the optimistic Phoebe felt reality crash down upon her.
"Piper, Phoebe. I'm Dr. Arlington, the surgeon in charge of your sister's operation."
Piper and Phoebe urged her to continue.
"When your sister arrived, she had already lost too much blood. Her chances of survival were dangerously low." the surgeon paused.
"So she's dead," Phoebe stated flatly.
"No."
Phoebe's head jerked up, her pulse increasing.
"Unfortunately, it is unlikely that she will make it through the day. I'm truly sorry. but her injuries were too severe. I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but I'm afraid your sister has no chances of survival. I've seen cases like this, and I have never witnessed a survivor. I'm sorry."
"She's alive." Phoebe managed to choke out.
"Yes Ms. Halliwell, she is."
"Well, that's all that matters. Can we see her?"
Dr. Arlington considered the request thoughtfully. The ICU should remain as undisturbed as possible, however, she felt as if she had already failed this family. It wouldn't hurt to let them spend Paige's last few hours together. "Sure. I will take you there."
-ICU-
Paige felt herself float gently upwards - towards the light. Feeling confused, she glanced downwards and gasped at the sight of her body on the hospital bed. Her disfigured body was gruesome. her right arm was missing, the bandage covering her midsection was soaked with blood, and her skin was pale, if that were even possible. 'I'm dead' she realized incredulously. The EKG displayed a flat line, and a piercing mechanical noise interrupted the silence.
-Hallway-
The flat-line noise broke out, as Dr. Arlington quickly raced to the ICU, leaving the two distraught sisters behind.
Phoebe fell to her knees and broke down, clutching Piper's pant leg as if she were holding onto the most valuable treasure in the world. Then again, Piper is her most valuable treasure in the world. now that Paige. Phoebe didn't even want to finish that thought.
Piper kneeled down so that she was level with her sister. Unconsciously, she gently placed her arms around her distressed sister and began soothing Phoebe. Piper felt her sister lean into the embrace and rest her head on Piper's shoulders. Without thinking, Piper began murmuring all sorts of comforting words to Phoebe, hoping to alleviate her sister's sorrows. The rushing hospital personnel and ER nurses seem oblivious to the two sisters, for their thoughts and emotions were focused on their shattering family.