Disclaimer: Again as before, I don't own characters, they are merely pawns in my masterpiece (ha!) of fan fiction. I'm not writing this for profit, so don't sue me! Any coincidence in anything else is just that. This takes place before the sisters get their powers and before Phoebe leaves for NYC. I hardly have any idea which direction I'm going to take this, I'm just trying to put it together as I go along. Feedback is appreciated.
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Ch. 7 – Anytime You Need A Friend
"Do you think I'm crazy?" Piper asked, playing with her cereal at the kitchen table.
"What?" Prue furrowed her eyebrow as she sat down with a glass of orange juice and a muffin. "No, P, of course I don't think you're crazy." Prue said, like it had been obvious.
"Really? Then why won't you talk to me about what I told you?" Piper asked as the doorbell interrupted their conversation. Piper followed Prue out through the foyer towards the door, expecting an answer.
"P, it doesn't matter what I think about it." Prue said, opening the door.
"It matters to me-," Piper began.
"Hi, Andy." Prue smiled. Andy smiled and nodded a greeting to both girls.
"My Dad let me borrow his car to bring Grams home." He used his thumb to point over his shoulder as he spoke, "So whenever you're ready?"
"Great. We'll get Phoebe and we'll be right out." Prue grinned.
"I'll go get Phoebe." Piper went up the steps with a sigh.
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"Hey P, can I come in?" Prue asked from Piper's doorway. Piper put her pen down and shut her textbook. She pulled her legs up and turned in her chair to face Prue. Prue walked into the room and sat on the end of Piper's bed.
"I didn't mean to cut you off earlier when you were trying to talk to me." She said. "I just didn't want Andy to know, I didn't think you'd want that."
"Okay . . . just because you're right on that part doesn't make it okay." Piper replied.
"Doesn't make what okay?"
"Oh nothing, just the fact that you think I belong in the nut house." Piper put her head sideways on her knees, trying not to let her emotions get to her and let her eyes well.
"Piper, I don't think you belong in the nut house." Prue knew Piper didn't believe her. Piper just figured Prue was trying to pacify her. Prue reached out and put her hand on Piper's arm.
"You can't tell Grams, Prue." Piper begged. "She's too sick. She'll send me away."
"No one's going to send you away, P." Prue reached out and hugged Piper. "I don't know what's going on with you, aside from talking to this Ty, Piper, and I'm worried."
"Why?" Piper sniffled.
"I don't want you to get hurt." Prue said simply. Piper was silent. "Besides, it's not like I didn't already know there was such thing as guardian angels."
"What?" Piper was not paying full attention. She looked at Prue. "What do you mean?"
"When I know at least Grams has one." Prue told her, crossing her arms.
"How do you know that?" Piper wiped at the last tear the slid down her cheek.
"I saw her at Mom's funeral." Prue studied the floor with great interest. Piper was staring at Prue in shock.
"You what?"
"She was standing next to...well kind of off to the side of Grams, with her hand on Grams' shoulder." Prue told her. "She had long curly light brown hair, and she was this bluish tint. She looked about as sad as Grams was."
"Why didn't you ever tell us this?" Piper asked, still digesting everything.
"I didn't think anyone would believe me." Prue bit her lip. "There's something else too."
"What?" Piper hugged her knees again.
"I saw mom, too." Prue held her breath waiting for Piper's reaction. Piper was silent. Prue looked up to see her staring, blankly.
"When?" Piper got the nerve to question a few minutes later.
"Twice. Once was right after her funeral." Prue cleared her throat. "I was hiding from everyone, and she was the one who came looking for me. She told me it wasn't time for me to be sad, but to move on and take care of you and Phoebe because you needed me." She explained.
"A-and the other?"
"Well," she took a deep breath. "That would be the night before we brought Grams to the hospital."
"What did she say then?" Piper asked. Prue took a deep breath, this time she wiped angrily at the tear that escaped her sullen face.
"Well...I was dreaming," She began, "and mom was there, so I just thought it was a regular dream. She told me it wasn't, and that I had to open my eyes and realize what was going on around me better." She paused a moment. "She told me I had to start paying attention to you better, because things are coming that you're not going to be able to handle on your own."
"What about Phoebe?"
"She said Phoebe would have you, and that she was strong enough to get through it with you."
"Did she say what it was?" Piper was shaken. Prue shook her head.
"No."
"Prue?" Phoebe called from the hall. "Andy's on the phone!"
"Okay, I'm coming." Prue called back. She looked at Piper, and stood. "I'm always here to talk, P. I always have been, just speak up." She kissed Piper on the top of her head and left the room.
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Piper cleared her throat. It was almost 1:30AM and she had to be up at 6 to get ready for school. Something was sticking on her mind and it bothered her greatly. So, she gave in and did her usual.
"Ty?" She called softly to the air. Moments later she felt the warm tingle fill her throughout her body.
What is it, Piper? Are you all right?
"I'm okay."
Okay, what can I do for you?
"Why can't I see you?"
What?
"Prue saw Grams' guardian angel, which means that you can be seen by people. So why can't I see you?" Piper asked.
It's not time, Piper.
"Well...When will it be time?" Piper asked impatiently.
Soon enough.
