Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or Beyonce's song – Crazy In Love
A/N: I'm going to see the Rocky Horror Show at Glasgow in November… ok so this had nothing to do with Charmed what so ever but do I honestly give a crap… Ummm let me think – no! I'm well excited ok now on to the story!
Innocent Eyes - Talking To The Family
Phoebe came in from the paper and dumped her stuff in the foyer of the manor. She could hear loud music coming from her bedroom upstairs, puzzled she quickly went upstairs following the noise, she burst into her room and found Parker dancing in front of her mirror with a hair brush. She stood quietly at the door admiring her daughter… this was the first time she had seen Parker acting like a normal teenager since she arrived at the manor two weeks ago. Parker was singing loudly however she could barely be heard over the music, she spun round and saw Phoebe standing at the door. She dropped the hair brush and quickly rushed over to the stereo down so low that Phoebe couldn't even hear it.
"Sorry, was it too loud? No one was home and I just thought… it won't happen again," she said staring at the ground,
"Hey that's ok, you reminded me of well me, when I was a teenager. Dancing in front of the mirror, what were you listening too?" she asked entering the room and sitting on the bed,
"Beyonce… her song Crazy In Love is just amazing," replied Parker,
"Really I don't think I've heard that one before, turn it up," replied Phoebe, hoping that taking an interest in her daughters interest would bring them slightly closer together. Phoebe had been very busy with the paper since Parker had arrived, and they hadn't had much time to talk to each other or get to know each other or anything. Parker turned the music up slightly louder and looked back at Phoebe who had now gotten up off the bed and walked over to join her daughter. She was bobbing her head in tune with the music,
"Don't tell me my mom is a head bobber?" said Parker jokily,
'What's wrong with that?" asked Phoebe,
"Well its just more fun to sort of dance like this," replied Parker who picked up her hair brush and started to dance to the music. Soon enough Phoebe joined in after turning up the music some more. Soon enough the were both jumping around the room with hair brushes in the hands laughing and attempting to sing along with the music… well at least Phoebe was attempting, Parker knew all the words already.
Almost an hour later she and Parker were exhausted from dancing all afternoon they wandered down stairs and sat down at the kitchen table. Phoebe poured them both a glass of coke and then they sat in silence for a few moments.
"So…" she began, "I guess you have a lot of questions you want to ask me?" asked Phoebe,
"Well yeah sort of… but I don't now if I'd feel right asking you them since we've just recently met," replied Parker,
"Well, you've been here for two weeks and we've been tip-toeing around each other… if I'm right you're a teenager and I'm your mom so shouldn't we be yelling at each other," Phoebe joked,
"Well yeah, in any normal mother daughter relationship, but I don't know if you can classify ours as a normal relationship. I mean I'm sixteen and I've only met you two weeks ago," said Parker,
"Well you must be curious about things, for one thing all the family emergencies that we seem to have, and there must be other stuff…" said Phoebe encouragingly. She felt like she owed it to the girl to explain why she had given her up for adoption, and why there were so many "family emergencies" and well everything and she was also curious if Parker had inherited any powers.
"Ok, well there is something's that I've been curious about," she said shyly,
"Ok, sure ask me anything," said Phoebe smiling,
"Well… ummm, I was wondering why you gave me up for adoption…" said Parker quietly,
"I thought you might ask something like this," said Phoebe as she took Parkers hand, "So here's the truth… I got pregnant with you while I was living in New York. I was 23 years old, and well honestly I sort of felt that I really wasn't ready to have a child. I mean I was in a new job every month or so, I didn't have much money, I lived in a one bedroom flat with no bathtub just a shower. My life was a total mess, but I knew that I couldn't bring myself to have an abortion. So I went along with the pregnancy, then on the 17th of May I went into labour – and you know what it was so painful – though it was rather short, I was only in labour for about three hours and then you were born. All through my pregnancy I had been debating with myself if you were going to be a boy of a girl… but a few days before you were born I had decided that you were definitely a girl. And I was right, so anyways after you were born the nurses took you away to weigh you and clean you up then wrapped in a pink blanket they handed you to me. You were so beautiful and tiny, you were petite in every single way possible, and you had ten little fingers and ten little toes. I know I counted every single one, and then I looked deep into you big brown eyes and decided in a split second that you were mine. That I couldn't face giving you away, that I was going to keep you and raise you and make you so special to me in every way possible." Phoebe pasued and looked at Parker,
"But if you were so determined to keep me, why didn't you?" she asked confused,
'Well," Phoebe continued, "A few days later when I was still in hospital I got a call from Piper, my grandmother, Grams had died during the night. And I was to come home right away, suddenly I have to make a choice I could take you home with me or I could put you up for adoption. I really wanted to bring you home with me… but I couldn't' bare the thought of Prue and Piper looking at me disapproving at me. I wasn't married, and I had no boyfriend I had no nothing but then I started to think… I did have something. I had this gorgeous baby girl, but what kind of life could I possibly give her. So I decided right there and then that I wasn't good enough for you and I told the social worker that I couldn't keep you. I remember that once I'd signed the papers, I hadn't even given you a name… so I ran down the corridor after her and stopped her just before she left. But I hadn't thought of a name so I simply told her to give you a name that started with a 'P' and then you were gone forever. I remember my journey back to San Francisco, I was a mess… I couldn't believe that I had signed a piece of paper that allowed someone else to bring up my child, my darling daughter. I now that I hadn't known you that long but I knew that I loved you… and that some day I would find you… and now you found me," Phoebe stopped and sniffed, she looked up at Parker who was on the verge of tears,
"Thank you," she said taking Phoebe's hand, "I know that you just wanted what was best for me and know I've found you and I know that you're a good person and that what you did was best for me… so thank you, I just needed to know." Replied Parker before she stood up and wandered out of the room. She bumped into Paige and Piper at the door,
"Hey guys," she sniffed and then went upstairs.
"Phoebe," said Piper as she went inside and sat down beside her sister. She was soon joined by Paige,
"We heard what you said," said Paige,
"Yeah but that's not exactly the whole story… I left out some details, but I just don't want Parker to know them things," aid Phoebe looking at the table,
"What did you leave out? Its ok we'll understand," asked Piper,
"No you won't… its too disgraceful," replied Phoebe, "I'm so ashamed I let it happen,"
"Nothing can be that bad,"
"Yes it can! You don't know you weren't there!" said Phoebe getting up from the table,
"Come on honey… talk to us…" began Paige but she was cut off,
"I was raped,"