Title: Angel without a prayer
Author: Winter Blaze
Disclaimer: I don't own the charmed characters. I don't even own the title of this story is belongs to Deana Carter, but I am just using the title and not the song that goes with it.
Summary: Phoebe and Cole's daughter, Lana has been missing for four years. What happens when she finds her way home and no one is there; that she happens to recognize?
Responses:
Wicked Cathleen Turner- THANK YOU!!!
Meg- I might bring him back...lol...and thanks!!
Druid of the moon- Thanks for reviewing and where did you go?
Pepper-maroon- Thanks for reviewing and where did you go?
Chapter 7: Angel without a prayer
My room is covered with poster's, birthday cards, and other things this was not my taste now, but it was when I was thirteen years old at seventeen I would have to take it down.
I knew Hunter was safe here in my room; away from my father. I knew my mother was explaining to the family of my lose; I didn't want to explain what happened. I wish it never happen b/c Hunter would still be here with me.
I stared at Hunter's lifeless body on my laying on my bed and then I looked around my room once again. I decided to take everything down. I felt better after words but I knew I wasn't completely happy. I wanted to cry but what was the point my 'waking tears' didn't bring back Hunter so why should I cry ever again?
I lay on my bed next to Hunter; I knew his body would be cold but it was my bed after all. All of a sudden I felt really sleepy, so I closed my eyes and I was in another world.
Clouds were everywhere and I was in a small room. I didn't know where I was or how I even got here, but I felt calmness rush over me, so I knew I was safe where ever I was.
I looked around this small room; there was this window and that's all there was besides the wooden door. The door burst suddenly open and there stood Hunter in a white robe. I couldn't believe it; it was Hunter!
We just looked at each other and then Hunter shut the door and walked quickly over to me. We kissed rather quickly to my disappointment, but when he pulled away I drank him in: what he looked like, how he smelled, and how his kisses tasted.
"What are you doing here, Lana?" "I don't know. I just felt really sleepy and then the next thing I know I'm here in this room."
He turned away from me and let me tell you that hurt but I guess he was looking at something because he just stared at the window. "I've been watching you ever since you took my body. Lana you have to bury me where I died; that's what I want and no I don't have any family they died along time ago."
I didn't want to leave him, but I know I was sent here for a reason. "Why didn't my waking tears work on you?" I wasn't expecting me to ask him that question, but it just came out.
He walked over to me and lightly brushed my cheek with his tanned fingers and then he said, "It wasn't meant to work on me, Lana. We where only meant to be just for that short while." "That can't be right, Hunter. Damn it I loved you and that can't be true." "I'm sorry that's what I was told and it's the truth. I will always love you, Lana."
All of a sudden I felt really funny like I was being shaken awake by someone. I didn't want to go back. "I love you Hunter." "I know, but you have to go back know and give me a good burial."
I awoke in my room and next to Hunters' lifeless body. I knew what I had to do, but it killed me to do it. I had never had a picture of him I got up and my mom said, "You might want this." She handed me a camera. I took it from her and started taking pictures of Hunter, and when I was done I walked over to him; kissed him on the forehead and then closed his eye lids.
"I saw Hunter and he wants me to bury him where he died. How is everyone doing; especially dad." "I couldn't find Isabella to tell her what had happened but I guess I didn't have to; she was the one who had the premonition of you, and anyway your dad is sorry that you're hurting and your aunts they give you there sympathy. When do you want to bury Hunter and you know it has to be an unmarked grave." "I know and would tonight be possible?" "I can see what I can do."
She left me alone in my room, but I left just right after her. I had to find my little sister. I shimmered into the attic but she wasn't there. I shimmered into her room and there she was sitting on her bed reading.
"I know what you did for me, Isabella. Thank you." I turned to leave but then Isabella said, "I have something to tell you." "What is it?" "I know I was mad at you but really I realized what you had to go threw even though you didn't tell us, so I just assumed. I know that you are hurting right now and you are probably still getting use to all of us again and I want you to listen to this song by Deana Carter called Angel without a prayer, please just listen to it."
I took the CD from her and went into my room I listen to the lyrics in a way I was like the song title "Angel without a prayer" but I knew I would move on with my life and hopefully find love once again.
Authors NOTE: Should this be the end or should I write an epilogue????
Author: Winter Blaze
Disclaimer: I don't own the charmed characters. I don't even own the title of this story is belongs to Deana Carter, but I am just using the title and not the song that goes with it.
Summary: Phoebe and Cole's daughter, Lana has been missing for four years. What happens when she finds her way home and no one is there; that she happens to recognize?
Responses:
Wicked Cathleen Turner- THANK YOU!!!
Meg- I might bring him back...lol...and thanks!!
Druid of the moon- Thanks for reviewing and where did you go?
Pepper-maroon- Thanks for reviewing and where did you go?
Chapter 7: Angel without a prayer
My room is covered with poster's, birthday cards, and other things this was not my taste now, but it was when I was thirteen years old at seventeen I would have to take it down.
I knew Hunter was safe here in my room; away from my father. I knew my mother was explaining to the family of my lose; I didn't want to explain what happened. I wish it never happen b/c Hunter would still be here with me.
I stared at Hunter's lifeless body on my laying on my bed and then I looked around my room once again. I decided to take everything down. I felt better after words but I knew I wasn't completely happy. I wanted to cry but what was the point my 'waking tears' didn't bring back Hunter so why should I cry ever again?
I lay on my bed next to Hunter; I knew his body would be cold but it was my bed after all. All of a sudden I felt really sleepy, so I closed my eyes and I was in another world.
Clouds were everywhere and I was in a small room. I didn't know where I was or how I even got here, but I felt calmness rush over me, so I knew I was safe where ever I was.
I looked around this small room; there was this window and that's all there was besides the wooden door. The door burst suddenly open and there stood Hunter in a white robe. I couldn't believe it; it was Hunter!
We just looked at each other and then Hunter shut the door and walked quickly over to me. We kissed rather quickly to my disappointment, but when he pulled away I drank him in: what he looked like, how he smelled, and how his kisses tasted.
"What are you doing here, Lana?" "I don't know. I just felt really sleepy and then the next thing I know I'm here in this room."
He turned away from me and let me tell you that hurt but I guess he was looking at something because he just stared at the window. "I've been watching you ever since you took my body. Lana you have to bury me where I died; that's what I want and no I don't have any family they died along time ago."
I didn't want to leave him, but I know I was sent here for a reason. "Why didn't my waking tears work on you?" I wasn't expecting me to ask him that question, but it just came out.
He walked over to me and lightly brushed my cheek with his tanned fingers and then he said, "It wasn't meant to work on me, Lana. We where only meant to be just for that short while." "That can't be right, Hunter. Damn it I loved you and that can't be true." "I'm sorry that's what I was told and it's the truth. I will always love you, Lana."
All of a sudden I felt really funny like I was being shaken awake by someone. I didn't want to go back. "I love you Hunter." "I know, but you have to go back know and give me a good burial."
I awoke in my room and next to Hunters' lifeless body. I knew what I had to do, but it killed me to do it. I had never had a picture of him I got up and my mom said, "You might want this." She handed me a camera. I took it from her and started taking pictures of Hunter, and when I was done I walked over to him; kissed him on the forehead and then closed his eye lids.
"I saw Hunter and he wants me to bury him where he died. How is everyone doing; especially dad." "I couldn't find Isabella to tell her what had happened but I guess I didn't have to; she was the one who had the premonition of you, and anyway your dad is sorry that you're hurting and your aunts they give you there sympathy. When do you want to bury Hunter and you know it has to be an unmarked grave." "I know and would tonight be possible?" "I can see what I can do."
She left me alone in my room, but I left just right after her. I had to find my little sister. I shimmered into the attic but she wasn't there. I shimmered into her room and there she was sitting on her bed reading.
"I know what you did for me, Isabella. Thank you." I turned to leave but then Isabella said, "I have something to tell you." "What is it?" "I know I was mad at you but really I realized what you had to go threw even though you didn't tell us, so I just assumed. I know that you are hurting right now and you are probably still getting use to all of us again and I want you to listen to this song by Deana Carter called Angel without a prayer, please just listen to it."
I took the CD from her and went into my room I listen to the lyrics in a way I was like the song title "Angel without a prayer" but I knew I would move on with my life and hopefully find love once again.
Authors NOTE: Should this be the end or should I write an epilogue????