Sorry for the long delay. This has been done for a while, but well, there have been a few, err glitches with my computer making internet and writing impossible. Sorry. But here it is, a brand spanking new chapter for A NEW TWIST!!
This does have a plot, but this stuff all leads up to that. And there is a fairy tale twist soon!!!
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"Last chance to come." Prue offered to Piper, as she and Phoebe stood by the door.
"Come on Piper, it's a senor party." Phoebe said.
"Yeah, and be glad that an eighth grader like you even got invited." Prue said.
"I'm hurt." Phoebe said, in mock pain. "Come on Pipe."
"And I've told you that I can't go. I really need to baby sit the Marshall's." Piper declined.
"Ok, well, we'll get doubly drunk for you." Phoebe said.
"Don't." Piper said, letting a giggle escape. "In fact, tonight, if you want me to be there that badly, don't drink at all." Piper challenged.
Prue and Phoebe gave quizzical looks. "I'm serious guys." Piper said.
"Ok." Prue said, she shrugged her shoulders like it was no big deal. "We won't drink, and we'll imagine your presence."
"Yep!" Phoebe said.
"Ok, go, before you're late." Piper said. Prue opened to say that there was no on time, but Piper beat her to it. "And before you make me late."
"Bye." The two chorused. Piper waved good bye and shut the door.
"You should have gone with them Piper." Grams scolded. "You lied about babysitting."
"I wouldn't have fit in there Grams." Piper explained. "Could I go watch some TV?" Piper asked.
"Sure." Piper went into the living room, and turned on the TV.
"Piper, I want you to make an effort to make friends. I'm getting worried about you. You haven't done anything with anyone besides your sisters since junior high."
"I did." Piper said. "I made at least one today." Piper answered, referring to Ashley.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that." Grams looked at her middle granddaughter watching TV. "How about we order pizza for dinner, since your sisters went out for dinner."
"Sure, what ever." Piper replied, her eyes fixated upon the television.
"Ok." Grams said. Piper watched the television, not knowing what was really going on. She really wanted to be at that party with her sisters. But she wouldn't have fit in there. The people would have taken every chance they had to ridicule her, make fun of her presence. And only Phoebe would notice even a little. And if Phoebe noticed, she would have given a small look of sympathy, but wouldn't do anything about it. Grams noticed her withdrawed attitude. She was concerned, more than she let Piper know. She watched as Piper laughed as she watched the comedies, but she stayed away from the dramas. Piper went to bed early. At eleven, Grams came in and woke Piper awake.
"Get up Piper." Grams said, fighting her tears.
"What? Why?"
"Your sisters were in an accident." She said. Piper quickly threw back the covers, and bolted up.
"W-what did you say?" Piper asked, her voice quivering.
"Prue and Phoebe, they got in an accident." Grams began to let the tears flow more freely.
"How are they?" Piper asked, throwing on some clothing.
"The hospital wouldn't say."
Piper stopped getting dressed, and took Grams' hand. "They're alright." She comforted.
"I hope you're right." The ride to the hospital was a quiet one. Each one was trying to hold back their tears, and act strong for the other. Grams and Piper ran into the emergency room, and immediately went up to the front desk.
"San Francisco ER. How can I help you?" A very bored receptionist asked them.
"I'm looking for Prudence and Phoebe Halliwell, they arrived after an accident." Grams said.
"Are you their immediate family?" She asked, only looking at the magazine in her lap.
"I'm their grandmother." Grams said.
"I'm sorry only parents, children, and siblings can see the patent."
"I'm their guardian."
"I'm sorry rules are rules."
"I'm their sister." Piper piped up. The girl looked up.
"You're not just lying to me to get in are you?"
"No. Please let my grandmother in too." Piper said.
"Sorry, you can go." She handed Piper a slip of paper with the room numbers on it.
"I'm the one that is going to pay for this. I think if I'm going to do that, I should see my granddaughters!" Grams yelled.
"Fine." The receptionist said, giving in. "Only because it's slow tonight."
"Thank you."
"Excuse me, what and where is T-3?" Piper asked.
"Trauma Room 3 is two doors down the hall on your right."
Piper and Grams went running down the hall, and looked into the room. They gasped as they saw Phoebe lying on the bed. The doctors ran around the room. Her face was pale and helpless. There were tubes down her throat, and she was covered in blood. "Oh god!" Piper whispered. A nurse came running out.
"I need another unit!" She yelled down the hall. Another nurse went running in the opposite direction to get what the first had asked for. "You guys need to back away." She ordered Grams and Piper.
"How is she doing?" Piper asked.
"Are you family?"
"Yes." Grams answered, firm on her answered.
"She should be fine once the doctors are done. I can't tell you more until the doctors are done." She said, going back into the room.
"I can't watch." Piper whispered, "I'm going to find Prue. I'm guessing that exam is better than trauma." She said, turning away. She walked down the halls until she found the room she was looking for. Quietly she opened the door. Prue was just lying against a bed, with the doctor looking at her head.
"Prue?" Piper said.
"Piper?"
"Are you alright?"
"How's Phoebe."
"Not so good. How are you?"
"Just a little cut."
"More than a little cut; you're going to need some stitches." The doctor said.
"What do you mean not so good?"
"What the hell happened Prue? You promised."
"And I kept it! The other guys were fucking screwed up!" Prue said, defending herself.
"I'm sorry Prue. You'll just have to see Phoebe to understand why I'm attacking you." Piper said.
"I saw her right afterwards." Prue said, starting to cry.
"I'm going to need you to hold still for just a couple more minutes Miss Halliwell." The doctor instructed.
Prue reached out and grabbed Piper's hand. They didn't leave the hospital that night. Phoebe went into a coma after hitting her head very hard. The doctors expected her to wake up within a couple of days, with an unknown amount of damage, but no one left her side still. They stayed at the hospital most of Saturday and Sunday, going home only to shower and change. But when Monday rolled around, Grams made Piper and Prue go to school, which is where the story really begins.
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