Disclaimer: - Did we do this? I don't know. Anyhoo we don't own Charmed. Duh... Anyone stupid enough to think that should be shot. That includes people who are thinking about suing us. Don't think we don't know, because we do...
Leo: Yeah, sorry about that. See we've spent too long between updates again! Sorry, I know I have been mega busy, and I'm quite sure Paige has as well.
Paige: Yes, VERY busy. And I hate being too busy to write. It makes me sad. So sad. See, I'm crying....
Leo: Don't cry, you'll get water in the keyboard and fry yourself... Now THAT would be sad...
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"We had them just there!" Piper said, flopping down into the driver's seat of her Jeep and chewing on her bottom lip. Phoebe strapped Wyatt into his seat.
"And Darryl wasn't too happy either."
"Well we had to go and save them. It wasn't just a bank robbery. It wasn't a mortal affair." Phoebe got in next to Piper and slammed the door.
"I suppose. But that didn't give him a reason to yell..." It seemed that the people that had ran out of the bank had noticed that the street was frozen in the few seconds before Piper had unfrozen them all. Plus the fact that all the other cops were wondering how he came to be holding a baby, and how Phoebe and Piper had got in without them noticing.
"Well at least we didn't get arrested." Piper said, starting the engine.
"That's a plus, I suppose. When we get back do you want to try scrying for them? See if that turns out any luck?" Piper shrugged. "Sure. Anything if it helps." Wyatt started crying. Piper turned to look at her son, picking up a dropped toy from the floor and putting it back in his seat. She felt the car turn slightly
"Piper, look out!" Phoebe screamed. Piper turned around, but it was too late to put the brakes on. So she did the next best thing, she swerved to avoid hitting the huge tree that they were headed for. But swerving just put them in even more danger. They were headed toward a truck now and it didn't seem to be stopping.
Piper slammed on the brakes but not soon enough. They squealed on the road, but the momentum carried them forwards. The loud, deep horn blared. They hit the truck head on. The last thing Piper heard was Wyatt's cries before she blacked out.
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Paige groaned as she opened her eyes. She had just had a terrible dream. Two women were driving along, talking when they ran into a huge truck, head on. One of the women was hurt really bad while the other woman was okay. And there seemed to have been a baby in the backseat...
She blinked and looked around. So that hadn't been a dream. She was in a dank, dark room with a man named... Leo. And her leg still hurt like hell.
Leo mumbled something and slowly sat up. He ran a hand through his hair and looked over at Paige. She was sitting up, still looking a little frightened and pale but a little better than yesterday. "How are you, Paige?"
She shrugged and sighed. "Okay, I guess. Aside from the fact that I didn't sleep very well, I'm hungry, confused, and hurt. And I had a really bad dream," She shook her head. "I want to go home."
"What was the dream?" Leo asked.
Paige told him the dream she had in as much detail as she could. She told him what the women looked like, what they were driving, and even what they were wearing.
"Ya know what's weird? In my dream, I felt like I knew them!" She said after she finished retelling the dream. "I guess I'm just going crazy..."
"Please tell me you have your memory back *and* a sense of humour." Leo said, running his hand through his hair again.
"Why?"
"The two women you just described sound like they look exactly like your sisters. My wife... And a baby? Oh God... Wyatt..."
"Wyatt?"
"Your nephew."
"Oh... So I've just seen my sisters... Which one drives a Jeep?"
"Piper..."
"The truck smashed into the driver's side. She swerved onto that side of the road. The other one got out... And you know what's weird? How I know it didn't really happen, and it was just some freaky dream brought on my hunger?"
"How?"
"The baby glowed and disappeared," Paige snorted. "How stupid is that?"
Leo felt relief wash over him but that didn't last long. Where did Wyatt go? And what about Piper?
"Leo?" Paige asked, watching his face go from relieved to frightened in seconds. He blinked and looked back at her. "What's wrong?"
"Piper's hurt," he whispered. "And I can't help her."
Paige watched at he put his face in his hands. He was really upset. "But," she said softly. "What good could you really do there? I mean, I know you want to be with her but-"
"No, Paige, you don't understand," Leo said, looking back up at the young woman. "I'm a... doctor. I could really help her."
"But I'm sure she's got doctors all around her. Someone's got to have called an ambulance. She'll be in hospital with loads of doctors now and-"
"No!" Leo shouted. "That won't be as good! Damn it, Paige. Can't you just try to remember? Your oldest sister is hurt really bad, your nephew is somewhere by himself, and we are stuck somewhere with a bunch of lunatics with guns! And you aren't even trying!!!!"
Paige's eyes widened and she backed up. "L-leo?"
He just turned his back to her. She felt alone, really alone. And she hadn't felt this alone since her parents died.
Leo felt guilty about yelling at Paige but he was so frustrated. He knew he shouldn't have taken it out on her but it had been building up since she had lost her memory. She didn't know how to help or who she was helping or what she was doing.
"Look, Paige, I'm sorry."
"No you're not. No one's ever sorry." Leo heard her sniffing again. He reached out for her when he saw her shoulders shaking, but she shuffled away from him.
"Paige..."
"What?" She snapped.
"Ok, that woman you saw was my wife. I love her very much. I'm stressed because I should be there, and I'm stuck here. And all of those doctors just won't be as good as her husband sitting by her bedside." Leo felt the anger slowly leave him after his violent outburst.
He knew that was a lame explanation. But how was he going to tell Paige that he was a type of angel and he could just heal Piper? That she would be all right as long as he got about three minutes with her? If he had his powers, that is.
"Are you always that mean or is it just today?"
"I'm not normally 'mean', Paige."
"I bet you are."
"No, I'm not."
"Whatever." Rusted hinges groaned in protest as the door opened. They looked up and the warlock was back.
"We're not fighting, are we?"
Paige looked away, not sure who to trust, the guy who kidnapped her or the guy that claimed to be her brother-in-law. Leo glanced over at her and pleaded with his eyes for her to trust him. Mentally sighing, she decided to trust the guy that looked the nicest and didn't have a sneer on his face most of the time. And that happened to be Leo.
"No," she said. "We were discussing......... stuff."
The man shook his head and started toward them. "Whatever, witch."
Paige felt her eyes widen at that comment. 'Witch?' she thought frantically. She looked at Leo again and he just shrugged and looked back at the man. 'He must have meant that as an insult,' she thought.
"Why are you looking so blank?" The warlock frowned, his eyes flicking from Paige to Leo and back to Leo again. Leo shifted uncomfortably. Why was the warlock spending so long staring at him? "Never mind, it's time to go out again."
"What, ten grand wasn't enough?" Leo asked, unbelieving.
"As a matter of fact, no. Now get up." Leo felt Paige shrink backwards away from the gun and the warlock. Well at least she knew whom she could trust now. Definitely him, seeing as he wasn't pointing a gun at her. "Up, dammit! Are you deaf!?" Paige quickly scrambled to her feet, Leo getting up more slowly beside her.
"Hurry!" He shoved the gun into Paige's back, causing her to whimper in fear. She knew it hurt to be shot.....the pain in her leg told her that. She didn't want to get shot again.
He herded them out of the room and into a truck. Opening the back he shoved them inside and closed it again, leaving them in total darkness. Paige stumbled around, feeling for something to help her get to the floor. A hand grabbed her arm and eased her down.
"Thanks," she muttered, feeling scared and completely frightened.
"No problem," Leo said from beside her. He put an arm around her shoulder. "Just stay calm and we'll get out of this......someway."
The truck started and they were on their way. To where, they didn't know. All they knew was that it wasn't going to be fun for them.
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"I'm sorry, Miss Halliwell, but you can't go in there." The nurse put a firm, restraining arm on Phoebe's shoulder. Phoebe could just about see Piper in there, in the midst of a mass of tubes and electronic instruments.
"But she's my sister!" Phoebe said, trying to get past the nurse again.
"I'm aware of that, and you shall see her when the doctor says she is stable." Phoebe gave up and sat back down on one of the cheap, plastic chairs, wincing as her too-many bruises touched the hard surface.
She had her arm in a sling; her wrist had been totally shattered in the crash. The radius, she thought the doctor had called it. She had three stitches above her left eye and grazes along her left cheek. And she was bruised and she had apparently broken three ribs. She was sure she looked like hell, but they'd had to cut Piper out. And the less said about the state of the Jeep the better. Totally wrecked.
The hustle and bustle of the corridor sounded faint and distant. The babbling of people, the squeaking of a trolley and the 'ping' of an elevator. But she hardly heard any of it. All she could see was Piper's pale face, her battered body swathed in a hospital gown which only served to make her bruises seem more livid, with all those doctors making notes and muttering to themselves.
Just like when Piper had got that disease of the tropical fruit in P3. Clear tubes had entrapped her then, each doing a job to keep them alive. And when Piper was diseased a certain magical spell had worked... She got up, heading towards the exit.
"Where are you going?"
"Home."
"But, but..."
"I'm discharging myself. Goodbye." Phoebe searched her purse, got out her cell phone and dialled a cab company.
Leo: Yeah, sorry about that. See we've spent too long between updates again! Sorry, I know I have been mega busy, and I'm quite sure Paige has as well.
Paige: Yes, VERY busy. And I hate being too busy to write. It makes me sad. So sad. See, I'm crying....
Leo: Don't cry, you'll get water in the keyboard and fry yourself... Now THAT would be sad...
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"We had them just there!" Piper said, flopping down into the driver's seat of her Jeep and chewing on her bottom lip. Phoebe strapped Wyatt into his seat.
"And Darryl wasn't too happy either."
"Well we had to go and save them. It wasn't just a bank robbery. It wasn't a mortal affair." Phoebe got in next to Piper and slammed the door.
"I suppose. But that didn't give him a reason to yell..." It seemed that the people that had ran out of the bank had noticed that the street was frozen in the few seconds before Piper had unfrozen them all. Plus the fact that all the other cops were wondering how he came to be holding a baby, and how Phoebe and Piper had got in without them noticing.
"Well at least we didn't get arrested." Piper said, starting the engine.
"That's a plus, I suppose. When we get back do you want to try scrying for them? See if that turns out any luck?" Piper shrugged. "Sure. Anything if it helps." Wyatt started crying. Piper turned to look at her son, picking up a dropped toy from the floor and putting it back in his seat. She felt the car turn slightly
"Piper, look out!" Phoebe screamed. Piper turned around, but it was too late to put the brakes on. So she did the next best thing, she swerved to avoid hitting the huge tree that they were headed for. But swerving just put them in even more danger. They were headed toward a truck now and it didn't seem to be stopping.
Piper slammed on the brakes but not soon enough. They squealed on the road, but the momentum carried them forwards. The loud, deep horn blared. They hit the truck head on. The last thing Piper heard was Wyatt's cries before she blacked out.
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Paige groaned as she opened her eyes. She had just had a terrible dream. Two women were driving along, talking when they ran into a huge truck, head on. One of the women was hurt really bad while the other woman was okay. And there seemed to have been a baby in the backseat...
She blinked and looked around. So that hadn't been a dream. She was in a dank, dark room with a man named... Leo. And her leg still hurt like hell.
Leo mumbled something and slowly sat up. He ran a hand through his hair and looked over at Paige. She was sitting up, still looking a little frightened and pale but a little better than yesterday. "How are you, Paige?"
She shrugged and sighed. "Okay, I guess. Aside from the fact that I didn't sleep very well, I'm hungry, confused, and hurt. And I had a really bad dream," She shook her head. "I want to go home."
"What was the dream?" Leo asked.
Paige told him the dream she had in as much detail as she could. She told him what the women looked like, what they were driving, and even what they were wearing.
"Ya know what's weird? In my dream, I felt like I knew them!" She said after she finished retelling the dream. "I guess I'm just going crazy..."
"Please tell me you have your memory back *and* a sense of humour." Leo said, running his hand through his hair again.
"Why?"
"The two women you just described sound like they look exactly like your sisters. My wife... And a baby? Oh God... Wyatt..."
"Wyatt?"
"Your nephew."
"Oh... So I've just seen my sisters... Which one drives a Jeep?"
"Piper..."
"The truck smashed into the driver's side. She swerved onto that side of the road. The other one got out... And you know what's weird? How I know it didn't really happen, and it was just some freaky dream brought on my hunger?"
"How?"
"The baby glowed and disappeared," Paige snorted. "How stupid is that?"
Leo felt relief wash over him but that didn't last long. Where did Wyatt go? And what about Piper?
"Leo?" Paige asked, watching his face go from relieved to frightened in seconds. He blinked and looked back at her. "What's wrong?"
"Piper's hurt," he whispered. "And I can't help her."
Paige watched at he put his face in his hands. He was really upset. "But," she said softly. "What good could you really do there? I mean, I know you want to be with her but-"
"No, Paige, you don't understand," Leo said, looking back up at the young woman. "I'm a... doctor. I could really help her."
"But I'm sure she's got doctors all around her. Someone's got to have called an ambulance. She'll be in hospital with loads of doctors now and-"
"No!" Leo shouted. "That won't be as good! Damn it, Paige. Can't you just try to remember? Your oldest sister is hurt really bad, your nephew is somewhere by himself, and we are stuck somewhere with a bunch of lunatics with guns! And you aren't even trying!!!!"
Paige's eyes widened and she backed up. "L-leo?"
He just turned his back to her. She felt alone, really alone. And she hadn't felt this alone since her parents died.
Leo felt guilty about yelling at Paige but he was so frustrated. He knew he shouldn't have taken it out on her but it had been building up since she had lost her memory. She didn't know how to help or who she was helping or what she was doing.
"Look, Paige, I'm sorry."
"No you're not. No one's ever sorry." Leo heard her sniffing again. He reached out for her when he saw her shoulders shaking, but she shuffled away from him.
"Paige..."
"What?" She snapped.
"Ok, that woman you saw was my wife. I love her very much. I'm stressed because I should be there, and I'm stuck here. And all of those doctors just won't be as good as her husband sitting by her bedside." Leo felt the anger slowly leave him after his violent outburst.
He knew that was a lame explanation. But how was he going to tell Paige that he was a type of angel and he could just heal Piper? That she would be all right as long as he got about three minutes with her? If he had his powers, that is.
"Are you always that mean or is it just today?"
"I'm not normally 'mean', Paige."
"I bet you are."
"No, I'm not."
"Whatever." Rusted hinges groaned in protest as the door opened. They looked up and the warlock was back.
"We're not fighting, are we?"
Paige looked away, not sure who to trust, the guy who kidnapped her or the guy that claimed to be her brother-in-law. Leo glanced over at her and pleaded with his eyes for her to trust him. Mentally sighing, she decided to trust the guy that looked the nicest and didn't have a sneer on his face most of the time. And that happened to be Leo.
"No," she said. "We were discussing......... stuff."
The man shook his head and started toward them. "Whatever, witch."
Paige felt her eyes widen at that comment. 'Witch?' she thought frantically. She looked at Leo again and he just shrugged and looked back at the man. 'He must have meant that as an insult,' she thought.
"Why are you looking so blank?" The warlock frowned, his eyes flicking from Paige to Leo and back to Leo again. Leo shifted uncomfortably. Why was the warlock spending so long staring at him? "Never mind, it's time to go out again."
"What, ten grand wasn't enough?" Leo asked, unbelieving.
"As a matter of fact, no. Now get up." Leo felt Paige shrink backwards away from the gun and the warlock. Well at least she knew whom she could trust now. Definitely him, seeing as he wasn't pointing a gun at her. "Up, dammit! Are you deaf!?" Paige quickly scrambled to her feet, Leo getting up more slowly beside her.
"Hurry!" He shoved the gun into Paige's back, causing her to whimper in fear. She knew it hurt to be shot.....the pain in her leg told her that. She didn't want to get shot again.
He herded them out of the room and into a truck. Opening the back he shoved them inside and closed it again, leaving them in total darkness. Paige stumbled around, feeling for something to help her get to the floor. A hand grabbed her arm and eased her down.
"Thanks," she muttered, feeling scared and completely frightened.
"No problem," Leo said from beside her. He put an arm around her shoulder. "Just stay calm and we'll get out of this......someway."
The truck started and they were on their way. To where, they didn't know. All they knew was that it wasn't going to be fun for them.
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"I'm sorry, Miss Halliwell, but you can't go in there." The nurse put a firm, restraining arm on Phoebe's shoulder. Phoebe could just about see Piper in there, in the midst of a mass of tubes and electronic instruments.
"But she's my sister!" Phoebe said, trying to get past the nurse again.
"I'm aware of that, and you shall see her when the doctor says she is stable." Phoebe gave up and sat back down on one of the cheap, plastic chairs, wincing as her too-many bruises touched the hard surface.
She had her arm in a sling; her wrist had been totally shattered in the crash. The radius, she thought the doctor had called it. She had three stitches above her left eye and grazes along her left cheek. And she was bruised and she had apparently broken three ribs. She was sure she looked like hell, but they'd had to cut Piper out. And the less said about the state of the Jeep the better. Totally wrecked.
The hustle and bustle of the corridor sounded faint and distant. The babbling of people, the squeaking of a trolley and the 'ping' of an elevator. But she hardly heard any of it. All she could see was Piper's pale face, her battered body swathed in a hospital gown which only served to make her bruises seem more livid, with all those doctors making notes and muttering to themselves.
Just like when Piper had got that disease of the tropical fruit in P3. Clear tubes had entrapped her then, each doing a job to keep them alive. And when Piper was diseased a certain magical spell had worked... She got up, heading towards the exit.
"Where are you going?"
"Home."
"But, but..."
"I'm discharging myself. Goodbye." Phoebe searched her purse, got out her cell phone and dialled a cab company.
