Piper sat in her room, trying to hold back tears. She would have to go through it again. She was going to bury another sister. She looked at the mirror trying to calm herself.
It was a feeble but noble attempt. They had just gotten Paige, how could they rip her away so suddenly? Leo dropped his tie and rushed to hold her as she gave into the harsh bitter sobs. He held her as she calmed, stroking her back, murmuring soft words of comfort, anything he could to ease her pain.
Slowly pulling out of her husbands embrace she composed herself taking deep breaths. As much as she wanted to deny it, Paige was gone. She looked to Leo her eyes begging for the comfort she so desperately needed. All he could offer was a hug so she took it.
Phoebe sat at the kitchen table looking at a picture, one of Paige happily dancing on P3's dance floor. Her face as always, happy and open. They hadn't even tried a summoning spell in the last three days. They were just too heart-broken.
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Two hours later...
The family was shaking hands of all those that had come to the funeral. They had seen many of them before, one in particular stood out. Piper walked up to him. His eyes were red and tired.
Piper looked at him. "You came." she stated simply.
Glen looked at her and nodded as if that one act hurt more than words could describe "Paige is-was my best friend."
Piper understood, getting pretenses right hurt, a lot. Then she noticed two men she had never seen. One black haired and blue streaked with soft brown eyes, the other blonde with red tipped spikes and emerald green eyes. They both walked towards Glen their expressions showed grief and loss.
Glen gave each a manly embrace and whispered something in the blonde's ear and the man gave him a ghost of a smile.
Piper offered her hand to the blonde and said, "Thank you for coming, you knew Paige?"
The man looked at her with his shocking green eyes and said, "I loved her with every fiber of my being, and I still do."
