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I've crept into your temple
I have slep upon your pew
I've dreamed of the divinity
Inside and out of you
I want it more than truth
I can taste it on my breath
I would give my life
Just for a little death
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It was still Saturday, only hours after Leo and Piper's first kiss. Since then, he'd stayed with her as long as possible, only leaving when a patient absolutely had to see him. He's be gone for a little while, but he'd always come back, and he'd hold her as she told him everything: How Prue had always been the strong one growing up, how afraid she was of losing her big sister. He'd listen, comforting her, for hours at a time. Then, inevitably, his pager would go off and Piper would be left in the room with her comatose sister. She'd sit by Prue's bed, talking to her the way she'd always done. And all the time, she was silently begging Prue to wake up.
At one point, while Leo wasn't there, Phoebe came in. Piper was staring out the hospital window, watching the rain come down on the parking lot. She didn't seem to hear her younger sister at first, but when Phoebe sat down by Prue's bed, Piper spoke suddenly. "So how are you holding up, sweetie?"
Phoebe shrugged, though Piper, still staring out the window, didn't see. "I'm okay."
Piper looked at her younger sister, and knew instantly that Phoebe was lying. Her eyes were red, though she'd obviously done her best to look normal, her fear was written all over her face. Piper was startled to realize she could have been looking at a reflection of herself, and went over to hug her sister.
"What are we going to do if she doesn't make it?" Phoebe asked, tears rolling down her face.
"She'll make it." Piper said firmly.
"You don't know that." Phoebe countered. "She's been in a coma for a week now, there's nothing the doctors can do anymore, and I-" she broke off, crying.
"She'll make it." Piper repeated. "She has to." Phoebe nodded. Piper pulled her into a close, comforting embrace until she calmed down.
Neither sister left the room for the rest of the afternoon. An hour passed sinced Phoebe's entrance, and they hadn't spoken another word. They were both pacing around the room when suddenly Piper stopped.
"Piper, what is it?" Phoebe asked, her voice still choked from crying.
"I thought I saw her blink." Piper responded softly. "There! She did it again!"
Phoebe and Piper hovered over the hospital bed. Andy walked in just as Prue was starting to awaken.
"Andy, get Le-- I mean, get Dr. Wyatt. Go!" Piper called.
"Prue? Honey, can you hear me?" Phoebe asked, smoothing her sisters hair.
Prue opened her eyes, and tried to speak. Only a small sound came out.
"Shhh." Piper hushed. 'It's okay, sweetie, we're here."
Prue blinked hard, trying to think clearly. Her head... it hurt so much. She could hear her sisters' voices, but their faces were a blur. She couldn't move without a shooting pain, and she couldn't talk. Her mind was reeling. What was going on?
Andy rushed back in with Leo. Piper stood aside for him. "Prue?" the doctor called, standing over his patient.
Finally, Prue found her voice. "Where am I? What happened?"
"You were in an accident." Leo said gently. He started examining her, waving a small ight in front of her eyes and noting how well she followed it. As he was doing this, he continued talking. "You're in the hospital. You've been here for over a week. Gave us all a good scare. How are you feeling?"
"Never better." Prue's voice had a dry, grating quality to it. She paused, absorbing it. "My head hurts. Did you just say I've been here for over a week?"
Leo nodded. "You were in a coma. Thank God, you pulled out of it. I don't know whether you're strong or just lucky."
"I think a little of both." Phoebe said.
"More strong than lucky." Andy interjected.
Prue turned her head toward him. Her vision had finally cleared, and she could see how worried he looked, and how haggard, like he hadn't slept in days. She looked at him in silent acknowledgement of this, then turned back to the doctor. "So, when can I go home?"
Leo laughed. "You don't like hospitals, do you?" Prue shook her head, but the stopped, yeilding to the sharp pain. "Well, it may be a while. We have to run a few tests, make sure you're okay. You were hurt pretty bad, we want to make sure there's no permanent damage." he continued. "Speaking of which, I'd better go schedule an appointment with your physical therapist so she can go over treatment plans with you. Have one of the nurses page me if you need me." With that, he gave Piper a quick kiss, unnoticed by the others in the room, and left.
Piper took Leo's spot at her sister's bedside, leaning down to give Prue a hug. When she pulled away, she was crying. "You scared the hell out of us." she said. "After the surgery, when you didn't wake up, the doctors said there was nothing else they could do, and that you might not ever come out of it, and-" Her voice trailed off, giving way to hiccups and tears.
Ignoring the pain in her arm, Prue reached up and brushed the hair out of Piper's face. "They were wrong." she said simply, comfortingly.
"Thank God." Andy said.
"We really thought we were going to lose you." Phoebe added.
Prue smiled. "Wishful thinking?"
Piper crawled onto the bed next to her sister, burying her face in Prue's hair. Phoebe did the same on Prue's other side. "Don't joke that way," she implored.
Prue kissed them both. They pulled away, seeing the pain on her face caused by even the slightest movement.
"It's allright." Piper said, as much for her sisters as for herself. "You're allright."
Prue nodded. She tried to pull herself up into a sitting position, but stopped. Her eyes grew wide with fear.
"Prue, what's wrong? What is it?" Phoebe asked, panicking.
Prue's voice came out in a quavering whisper. "I can't move my legs."
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A/N: I know, this hasn't been very P/L centric, but trust me, it's getting there. Just be patient, okay? In the mean time, there's always Prue, Phoebe, and Paige to worry about....
~from the song "Angels Would Fall" by Melissa Etheridge~
I've crept into your temple
I have slep upon your pew
I've dreamed of the divinity
Inside and out of you
I want it more than truth
I can taste it on my breath
I would give my life
Just for a little death
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It was still Saturday, only hours after Leo and Piper's first kiss. Since then, he'd stayed with her as long as possible, only leaving when a patient absolutely had to see him. He's be gone for a little while, but he'd always come back, and he'd hold her as she told him everything: How Prue had always been the strong one growing up, how afraid she was of losing her big sister. He'd listen, comforting her, for hours at a time. Then, inevitably, his pager would go off and Piper would be left in the room with her comatose sister. She'd sit by Prue's bed, talking to her the way she'd always done. And all the time, she was silently begging Prue to wake up.
At one point, while Leo wasn't there, Phoebe came in. Piper was staring out the hospital window, watching the rain come down on the parking lot. She didn't seem to hear her younger sister at first, but when Phoebe sat down by Prue's bed, Piper spoke suddenly. "So how are you holding up, sweetie?"
Phoebe shrugged, though Piper, still staring out the window, didn't see. "I'm okay."
Piper looked at her younger sister, and knew instantly that Phoebe was lying. Her eyes were red, though she'd obviously done her best to look normal, her fear was written all over her face. Piper was startled to realize she could have been looking at a reflection of herself, and went over to hug her sister.
"What are we going to do if she doesn't make it?" Phoebe asked, tears rolling down her face.
"She'll make it." Piper said firmly.
"You don't know that." Phoebe countered. "She's been in a coma for a week now, there's nothing the doctors can do anymore, and I-" she broke off, crying.
"She'll make it." Piper repeated. "She has to." Phoebe nodded. Piper pulled her into a close, comforting embrace until she calmed down.
Neither sister left the room for the rest of the afternoon. An hour passed sinced Phoebe's entrance, and they hadn't spoken another word. They were both pacing around the room when suddenly Piper stopped.
"Piper, what is it?" Phoebe asked, her voice still choked from crying.
"I thought I saw her blink." Piper responded softly. "There! She did it again!"
Phoebe and Piper hovered over the hospital bed. Andy walked in just as Prue was starting to awaken.
"Andy, get Le-- I mean, get Dr. Wyatt. Go!" Piper called.
"Prue? Honey, can you hear me?" Phoebe asked, smoothing her sisters hair.
Prue opened her eyes, and tried to speak. Only a small sound came out.
"Shhh." Piper hushed. 'It's okay, sweetie, we're here."
Prue blinked hard, trying to think clearly. Her head... it hurt so much. She could hear her sisters' voices, but their faces were a blur. She couldn't move without a shooting pain, and she couldn't talk. Her mind was reeling. What was going on?
Andy rushed back in with Leo. Piper stood aside for him. "Prue?" the doctor called, standing over his patient.
Finally, Prue found her voice. "Where am I? What happened?"
"You were in an accident." Leo said gently. He started examining her, waving a small ight in front of her eyes and noting how well she followed it. As he was doing this, he continued talking. "You're in the hospital. You've been here for over a week. Gave us all a good scare. How are you feeling?"
"Never better." Prue's voice had a dry, grating quality to it. She paused, absorbing it. "My head hurts. Did you just say I've been here for over a week?"
Leo nodded. "You were in a coma. Thank God, you pulled out of it. I don't know whether you're strong or just lucky."
"I think a little of both." Phoebe said.
"More strong than lucky." Andy interjected.
Prue turned her head toward him. Her vision had finally cleared, and she could see how worried he looked, and how haggard, like he hadn't slept in days. She looked at him in silent acknowledgement of this, then turned back to the doctor. "So, when can I go home?"
Leo laughed. "You don't like hospitals, do you?" Prue shook her head, but the stopped, yeilding to the sharp pain. "Well, it may be a while. We have to run a few tests, make sure you're okay. You were hurt pretty bad, we want to make sure there's no permanent damage." he continued. "Speaking of which, I'd better go schedule an appointment with your physical therapist so she can go over treatment plans with you. Have one of the nurses page me if you need me." With that, he gave Piper a quick kiss, unnoticed by the others in the room, and left.
Piper took Leo's spot at her sister's bedside, leaning down to give Prue a hug. When she pulled away, she was crying. "You scared the hell out of us." she said. "After the surgery, when you didn't wake up, the doctors said there was nothing else they could do, and that you might not ever come out of it, and-" Her voice trailed off, giving way to hiccups and tears.
Ignoring the pain in her arm, Prue reached up and brushed the hair out of Piper's face. "They were wrong." she said simply, comfortingly.
"Thank God." Andy said.
"We really thought we were going to lose you." Phoebe added.
Prue smiled. "Wishful thinking?"
Piper crawled onto the bed next to her sister, burying her face in Prue's hair. Phoebe did the same on Prue's other side. "Don't joke that way," she implored.
Prue kissed them both. They pulled away, seeing the pain on her face caused by even the slightest movement.
"It's allright." Piper said, as much for her sisters as for herself. "You're allright."
Prue nodded. She tried to pull herself up into a sitting position, but stopped. Her eyes grew wide with fear.
"Prue, what's wrong? What is it?" Phoebe asked, panicking.
Prue's voice came out in a quavering whisper. "I can't move my legs."
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A/N: I know, this hasn't been very P/L centric, but trust me, it's getting there. Just be patient, okay? In the mean time, there's always Prue, Phoebe, and Paige to worry about....
~from the song "Angels Would Fall" by Melissa Etheridge~