A/N:My exams are finished!!!! I finished my last one 2 hours ago to be
exact! So no more school until September and Thanks to Piperleo4eva,
orbing Punk, Charmed123, line100, Versatile Cutie, Anarra, bob-the-bear and
Tk Piper for your reviews of the last chapter and your support for my
exams. Here's the next chapter, I just hope there's still some interest out
there!...
Chapter 20
For two weeks Piper had lain in a coma. And for two weeks Leo had barely left her side. They were in a different room from the one she had had originally. This was bigger, with more machines and monitors. It was evening and the sun glowed golden through the window on the far side of the room. The bed was in the middle of the room, white blankets lay gently over Piper's body which was encased in a white hospital gown. Her hair reflected the sun causing a glow to settle over her head. The whole thing would have been peaceful if it weren't for the hurt that was so obvious.
Paige had just left to collect Wyatt and Melinda from Darryl and Sheila. She'd take them back to the manor. They missed their mommy but were too young to understand what was going on.
Phoebe and Leo were sitting at opposite sides of the hospital bed. They looked at Piper seeing all the things that meant she was in a coma and not just sleeping. The small bandage covering the wound on her head that bled relentlessly at least once a day; the painless and frailty of her skin that was peppered with pale bruises where drips and injections had been placed and blood had been taken for testing; her arms lay on top of the blankets, protectively over her pregnant stomach, at the wrists bruises discolored purple, blue, indigo, black whilst scars and burns puckered and wept where ropes had dug in continuous for 4 days; whilst they couldn't see it, they knew it was there, along her spine were painful marks inflicted by the steel pole she'd been tied too.
The doctors didn't know when she would wake. She lost blood everyday and a lot of the nutrients they gave her went straight to the baby. Her body was exhausted and couldn't fight for much longer. The doctors knew this and so did Leo, Phoebe and Paige. It didn't make it any easier though.
In the days following Piper's rescue, the media attention had been worse than ever. But gradually, with no new information, the chaos had died down. Every few days reporters would phone the hospital wanting to know if Piper was awake, but other than that they pretty much stayed away. It seemed like they'd been shocked by what the consequences of a reporter too eager for a story had been.
The police investigation into the kidnap had gone basically the same way. With Carter dead and Piper in a coma, Rees was in police custody. The case couldn't continue without Piper's statement.
It had been 441 hours and 36 minutes since Leo had last heard his wife's voice; since he'd last heard her say 'I love you'. He felt each second pass with a searing pain. Darkness fell and hurt as Leo and Phoebe succumbed to the knowledge that Piper had spent another day in a coma.
Every 2 hours a doctor would come to check Piper. This evening it was Dr. Miles' shift and she came without the usual accompaniment of nurses and wearing a look on her face that made Leo and Phoebe all too aware that that good news was not about to follow.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Phoebe asked wearily.
"There's been some... developments in Piper's condition. It seems that as her body has become more and more exhausted, her initial injuries are beginning to become more of a problem again."
"How is that possible!?" Panicked, Phoebe directed her question at Leo. He answered, never taking his eyes away from Piper.
"The baby's young. Her powers are weak. They aren't supposed to be under this much pressure"
2What does that mean?" This time she asked Dr. Miles.
"At the minute there inn's much damage but we do need to be careful because if the bleeding starts again then we're in real trouble. You need to realize that Piper is weak and even the slightest extra strain might be too much."
"Are you saying she's...she's going to...die?" Phoebe choked out. She didn't know if she'd survive this. It couldn't be happening again. She didn't want to let it. But what could she do?
"Not definitely, but you need to prepare yourself that it's looking more and more possible." Dr. Miles spoke gravely.
The knowledge floated in the air and sunk slowly and painfully into Leo and Phoebe before settling heavy and awfully in the pit of their stomachs.
"No, no, no" Phoebe sobbed over and over. Shaking her head; hoping it wasn't true, but at the same time, knowing it was.
"You can't Piper, I can't loose you" Leo whispered tears rolling down his face. With all the pain he felt, crying seemed easy. He wanted to do more. He stretched his hands out over Piper, he wanted so desperately for them to glow, for her to be healed and everything to go back to how it was.
Nothing happened.
He screwed his hands up. Hating them for not doing what he wanted. He brought them up to his forehead, staring at the ceiling. Seeing through the white tiles, seeing through the sky. Seeing the Elders and hating them more than he thought possible. He didn't understand why they wouldn't let him heal her; why they were going to take her away from him. He brought his hands down, clutched one of Piper's still hands in his own burning ones; never letting her go. With the other hand he supported his head and did the only thing left, easy or no, he sobbed and cried and shook.
Dr. Miles knew there was more she had to tell them. But she also knew they wouldn't be able to handle it yet. She'd do it in a half an hour. After that, they may be no time left.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it and please review, I've missed them!!
Chapter 20
For two weeks Piper had lain in a coma. And for two weeks Leo had barely left her side. They were in a different room from the one she had had originally. This was bigger, with more machines and monitors. It was evening and the sun glowed golden through the window on the far side of the room. The bed was in the middle of the room, white blankets lay gently over Piper's body which was encased in a white hospital gown. Her hair reflected the sun causing a glow to settle over her head. The whole thing would have been peaceful if it weren't for the hurt that was so obvious.
Paige had just left to collect Wyatt and Melinda from Darryl and Sheila. She'd take them back to the manor. They missed their mommy but were too young to understand what was going on.
Phoebe and Leo were sitting at opposite sides of the hospital bed. They looked at Piper seeing all the things that meant she was in a coma and not just sleeping. The small bandage covering the wound on her head that bled relentlessly at least once a day; the painless and frailty of her skin that was peppered with pale bruises where drips and injections had been placed and blood had been taken for testing; her arms lay on top of the blankets, protectively over her pregnant stomach, at the wrists bruises discolored purple, blue, indigo, black whilst scars and burns puckered and wept where ropes had dug in continuous for 4 days; whilst they couldn't see it, they knew it was there, along her spine were painful marks inflicted by the steel pole she'd been tied too.
The doctors didn't know when she would wake. She lost blood everyday and a lot of the nutrients they gave her went straight to the baby. Her body was exhausted and couldn't fight for much longer. The doctors knew this and so did Leo, Phoebe and Paige. It didn't make it any easier though.
In the days following Piper's rescue, the media attention had been worse than ever. But gradually, with no new information, the chaos had died down. Every few days reporters would phone the hospital wanting to know if Piper was awake, but other than that they pretty much stayed away. It seemed like they'd been shocked by what the consequences of a reporter too eager for a story had been.
The police investigation into the kidnap had gone basically the same way. With Carter dead and Piper in a coma, Rees was in police custody. The case couldn't continue without Piper's statement.
It had been 441 hours and 36 minutes since Leo had last heard his wife's voice; since he'd last heard her say 'I love you'. He felt each second pass with a searing pain. Darkness fell and hurt as Leo and Phoebe succumbed to the knowledge that Piper had spent another day in a coma.
Every 2 hours a doctor would come to check Piper. This evening it was Dr. Miles' shift and she came without the usual accompaniment of nurses and wearing a look on her face that made Leo and Phoebe all too aware that that good news was not about to follow.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Phoebe asked wearily.
"There's been some... developments in Piper's condition. It seems that as her body has become more and more exhausted, her initial injuries are beginning to become more of a problem again."
"How is that possible!?" Panicked, Phoebe directed her question at Leo. He answered, never taking his eyes away from Piper.
"The baby's young. Her powers are weak. They aren't supposed to be under this much pressure"
2What does that mean?" This time she asked Dr. Miles.
"At the minute there inn's much damage but we do need to be careful because if the bleeding starts again then we're in real trouble. You need to realize that Piper is weak and even the slightest extra strain might be too much."
"Are you saying she's...she's going to...die?" Phoebe choked out. She didn't know if she'd survive this. It couldn't be happening again. She didn't want to let it. But what could she do?
"Not definitely, but you need to prepare yourself that it's looking more and more possible." Dr. Miles spoke gravely.
The knowledge floated in the air and sunk slowly and painfully into Leo and Phoebe before settling heavy and awfully in the pit of their stomachs.
"No, no, no" Phoebe sobbed over and over. Shaking her head; hoping it wasn't true, but at the same time, knowing it was.
"You can't Piper, I can't loose you" Leo whispered tears rolling down his face. With all the pain he felt, crying seemed easy. He wanted to do more. He stretched his hands out over Piper, he wanted so desperately for them to glow, for her to be healed and everything to go back to how it was.
Nothing happened.
He screwed his hands up. Hating them for not doing what he wanted. He brought them up to his forehead, staring at the ceiling. Seeing through the white tiles, seeing through the sky. Seeing the Elders and hating them more than he thought possible. He didn't understand why they wouldn't let him heal her; why they were going to take her away from him. He brought his hands down, clutched one of Piper's still hands in his own burning ones; never letting her go. With the other hand he supported his head and did the only thing left, easy or no, he sobbed and cried and shook.
Dr. Miles knew there was more she had to tell them. But she also knew they wouldn't be able to handle it yet. She'd do it in a half an hour. After that, they may be no time left.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it and please review, I've missed them!!