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About two in the morning, Binxs was awoken from a dreamless sleep by sharp pains coming from his shoulder. He sat up and switched on his overhead lamp and gently touched his shoulder, pain instantly shot from it, he winced and bit his lip. Slowly and painfully, Binxs climbed down the ladder, and out into the hall. He looked around quickly, he really didn't want to wake up the sisters, but he wasn't going to be able to get back to sleep if his shoulder kept hurting like this.

Taking a deep breath he tried knocking on Phoebe's door, she was after all the closest, seconds later Phoebe emerged yawning and blinking. She looked down at him trying to wake up for a second before she realized what was going on.

"Binxs is everything ok?" She looked at her watch "its two in the morning, did you have a nightmare?" He shook his head

"No, no nightmare, I woke up 'cause my shoulder was hurtin," Phoebe was awake in seconds

"Did you sleep on it?" he shook his head again

"Huh uh,"

"Where does it hurt exactly?" He pointed to a spot on his tee-shirt, where the wound from the bullet lay underneath. Phoebe took his hand and gently led him into her room; she helped him on the bed then sat down next to him. "Let's take a look ok?" she said, helping him lift off his tee. Gently Phoebe unwrapped the ace bandage the hospital had given them to put on it for a few weeks. Binxs looked at the stitched wound; it was a dark black and blue. Phoebe was careful not to touch the wound, "well the doctors did say it would be sore for a while," she grinned "I'll give you some Tylenol that will make it feel a little better and help you sleep."

"Don't count on it," Binxs muttered remembering the ill-effect of the medicine at the hospital to knock him out. She took his hand and led him down the hall to the bathroom. Inside she took out a bottle of Children's chewable Tylenol and handed two to Binxs. He took them and looked at her, "how long will it take to work?" he asked quietly

"Not long," she said and gently led him back to his room. Binxs let out a yawn as he slowly climbed up the ladder and into bed and switched on his bed light. "Feel any better?"

"A little," he replied

"Just try and sleep, once that stuff kicks in you'll feel a whole lot better."

"Ok," he said sleepily, Phoebe reached over and pulled the covers over him.

"All set?" he nodded "where's your bear?" he looked around and moved his blankets pulling out the well worn teddy, he held in his hands staring at it. Phoebe leaned on the railing of the bunk, "does he have a name?" Binxs shook his head

"No, he was mom's bear, I dunno what she called him and I don't wanna change his name." Phoebe smiled and kissed Binxs on the head,

"Your mom called him Rockne," she whispered, Binxs looked at her quickly

"Rockne?!" he exclaimed she nodded "so that's your name, I've been callin' him Teddy 'cause I didn't know what else to call him."

"Yup, he was her favorite stuffed animal. Even when she was a teenager she had to have Rockne at least near her pillow.

"Really?" he looked at the bear again "she gave him to me, at least I think she did, I've had him since I could remember, him and Shadow," Binxs said taking the wolf stuffed animal and hugging it close as he let out a yawn.

"You should get to sleep, early day tomorrow,"

"Phoebe?"

"Hm?"

"Who gave Rockne to my mom?"

"Mom, your grandmother," Binxs looked at her, she was waiting for him to ask where Patty was, but he didn't. Instead he reached up and hugged her tight.

"Love you," he said softly, letting go and laying back down. Phoebe brushed his bangs back with her hand and kissed his forehead again.

"Love you too Binxs," she said before switching off his light and leaving him alone.

That was the last thing Binxs remembered, he didn't remember even starting to fall off to sleep. The next thing he knew Prue was leaning over him whispering that it was time to get up. He was only half awake as he climbed down the ladder and sleepily walked into the bathroom. When he came out, he even more slowly changed into his new jeans and new tee-shirt. He looked at his watch as he pulled his shirt on, it read 7:00. He yawned widely, grabbed a pair of socks from his dresser drawer, then reached under his bed to grab his sneakers, and headed downstairs. Prue was waiting in the living room watching the news; she looked up when he stumbled into the room still half asleep. She grinned and walked over to him pushing his bangs back from his face.

"Wow someone's a little tired huh?" He nodded and let out another big yawn.

"Did we party all night or something?" she asked as they walked out into the foyer. He shook his head grinning a little,

"Couldn't really sleep last night, I woke up this mornin' 'cause my shoulder was hurtin', Phoebe gave me some Tylenol and it helped a little."

"You feeling any better?" he nodded

"A little," he said walking towards the Jeep. Prue shook her head

"Nope sweetie, that's Piper's car, we're taking mine," Binxs looked at the black car parked behind the Jeep. He grinned

"Ooo," he breathed she grinned and started it up as he climbed inside. They stopped as Prue had promised and Binxs got a muffin and a carton of milk while Prue got a coffee. They stayed at the shop while Binxs ate his muffin, then it was off to the Doctors. It was in a large building on the top of a hill over looking the bay.

"We lucked out," Prue said as they headed inside "your pediatrician is in the same building as that asthma specialist the doctor at the hospital recommended."

"Am I seein' that doctor too?" Prue nodded

"I managed to get an appointment there to, I was really getting lucky yesterday, according the office the specialist Dr. Sampson is pretty hard to get an appointment with." She said and gave his hand a gentle squeeze

"I really don't wanna go to two doctors in one day,"

"I know you don't, but don't worry, everything will be ok,"

"Are you going to stay with me?"

"Only if you want me to," Binxs nodded quickly

"Appositely," he said and Prue smiled. They walked into a brightly light colorful room; Prue led him over to the receptionist desk.

"Hi, my nephew Binxs is here to see Dr. Henry," she said,

"Ah yes, if you could just fill out this form and bring it back to me, we'll be all set." Prue nodded and took the clipboard and Binxs followed her over to a wall of plastic chairs.

"Lets see," Prue said sitting down, Binxs sat down next to her and leaned over reading the clipboard. "Childs full name,"

"We can stick with Binxs right?" he asked nervously

"Course, so we'll put Binxs Daniel Halliwell, how does that sound?"

"Good,"

"All right next question, child's date of birth,"

"October 31st 1989," he exclaimed

"How old is your child?" she looked over at Binxs "what should we put 11? 12?" Binxs grinned

"Can we?" he asked jokingly

"I'm sure they'd catch onto us, considering we put your birthday down as 1989, we better tell the truth," She said ruffling his hair "so 9, any known allergies?" Binxs made a face

"Strawberries," Prue nodded

"Right,"

"Can we put early mornings?"

"As what?"

"An allergy?" Prue chuckled and shook her head

"Sorry, pal doesn't work that way." She paused and read over the next question "name(s) of parent(s) or guardian(s)"

"Whose my official guardian?" Binxs asked thoughtfully "you? Or is it Piper or Phoebe?" Prue looked at him

"When we signed the papers to become your guardians, the three of us agreed that we would share guardianship. So the three of us are your official guardians,"

"Oh,"

"Why?"

"Just curious," Prue nodded and went back to the questions

"Name of last physician and reason for transfer?"

"Dunno and moved?" Binxs guessed

"I guess that's what we should put; the home never really gave us the name of the doctor they used did they? Do you remember?" Binxs shook his head "didn't think so," Prue sighed and finished off the form and returned it and the board to the receptionist. When she went back to Binxs, he had found a book and was so busy reading it he didn't notice her sit back down. "Are you ok sweetie?" he looked at her slowly and nodded

"I guess,"

"You sure?" he looked at her again and put the book down

"I don't like doctors, can't we just skip both appointments and go home?" Prue smiled sympathetically and hugged his shoulders

"I don't like doctors all that much either, but we've got to, you've got to have a check up before you can go to school and we've got to find out how severe your asthma really is, according to Piper, the doctor at the hospital was pretty concerned about it."

"Binxs?" the nurse called from the doorway to a long hall.

"Come on" Prue said softly taking his hand "it'll be over before you know it, then after we see the other doctor you and me will go out for lunch ok?"

"This is a bribe isn't it?" Prue smiled a little and kissed the top of his head

"Is it working?"

"I guess," Binxs said grinning a little. They followed the nurse down the hall and stopped outside a room. She opened the door and led them inside.

"Ok hon just need you to take off your sneakers and hop up on that scale so we can get a weight on you," Binxs did as he was told and slipped his shoes off and stood on the scale. The nurse moved the large counter back a few spots then slid the little one even further back before moving the larger one another space. "Wow you're just a little guy aren't you?" she said softly "ok hop off and stand with your back straight against the wall there," she pointed to the wall with the growth chart on it. He did as she said and when she marked off on the chart his height he stepped away, he could here her muttering "my oh my," Binxs looked at Prue who blinked and raised an eyebrow, Binxs shrugged.

"Uh excuse me? What's his weight and height?" she asked

"The doctor will be in with you in a few moments." The nurse said to Prue then turned to Binxs "hop up on the table there and take off your socks and shirt." And with that she left, Prue looked at Binxs quickly

"Binxs did you see how much you weighed?" he shook his head

"Huh uh, her arm was in the way." There was a knock on the door and a beat later a tall middle aged man with a mustache entered the room.

"Hi guys, you must be Binxs," he said to Binxs who grinned a little and nodded "and this is?"

"My aunt Prue,"

"Nice to meet you Ms Halliwell," the Doctor said shaking Prue's hand "I'm Doctor Henry," he pulled up a rolling chair and sat down near Binxs "so Binxs, I've got to ask, how did you get that name?" Binxs grinned wider and looked at Prue for a second.

"A lot of my friends used to call me that 'cause they said I remind them of the cat in Hocus Pocus,"

"Ah I should've known that, my daughter loved that movie when she was your age."

"Its my favorite,"

"So Binxs, you're nine?"

"I'll be ten in October." Doctor Henry nodded as he examined Binxs, checking his ears, eyes, throat, nose, and stomach.

A little while later, after receiving a couple shots; Doctor Henry asked Prue if she would mind if he spoke to Binxs alone. It was clear Binxs didn't want her to leave him, probably for fear of more shots and her not being there to hold his hand. When she was gone, Doctor Henry pulled his rolling chair in front of Binxs.

"So according to your file you just moved in with your aunt?"

"Aunts," Binxs said "their my mom's sisters,"

"And how do you like living with them?"

"It's the best,"

"How's your injury doing?" Binxs shrugged

"Hurt this mornin' but not now." Doctor Henry nodded

"So Binxs tell me, what's your favorite thing to eat? If you could name one thing you love to eat what would it be?" Binxs thought for a moment,

"do you mean snack food? Or like food, food?"

"Anything," Binxs grinned

"Pizza" he said "and a large glass of milk to go with it,"

"Pizza huh? That does sound good, what do you like on your pizza?"

"Nothing" he said making a face "don't like anything but cheese 'top of it. 'Specially not onions or pepperonis, yuck." Doctor Henry grinned as well

"You've got a good point there son, I don't like anything on top of my pizza either."

"Really?"

"Really," he paused for a moment then looked at Binxs again "so Binxs how often do you eat?"

"At the home we ate breakfast and lunch at school, then dinner, and a small snack, like cookies at the home." The doctor nodded and wrote that on his notepad

"And what about now?"

"Piper makes lots off good food, yesterday morning she made me scrambled eggs, and we had lunch at the mall, and then she made this really good spaghetti stuff for dinner last night." Doctor Henry nodded and wrote on his pad again

"How many helpings say last night at dinner do you usually have?"

"I think I had two, it was really good, I couldn't finish my second helpin' though,"

"Ok," Doctor Henry said he then told Binxs he could go pick out something from the toy box. Glad to have an excuse to leave the room, Binxs said a quick bye to the doctor and took off down the hall towards the toy box. Doctor Henry met Prue out in the hall to talk to her.

"Is everything ok?" she asked concerned

"Ms. Halliwell, I'll be straight with you, I'm very concerned about your nephew's weight,"

"Why what's wrong?"

"According to what the nurse wrote down he's 4 feet exactly in height and only weighs 34 pounds. That's not a normal weight and height for a healthy nine year old boy. I talked to Binxs you know to get an inside scoop of his eating habits. And from what he's told me he should be at an average weight, the height doesn't really mean anything right now, just means he's not growing as fast as his peers, which will most likely change when he hits puberty. But his weight is what I'm extremely concerned about. Have you noticed if he seems to eat less at certain times?"

"No he always finishes what's on his plate, dinner last night he asked for seconds, but couldn't finish. But my sister really does go overboard on the cooking thing and made too much."

"Does he eat snacks or anything?"

"Not really, a cookie or a piece of fruit every now and then, he's not really big on the snacking thing, which did strike me as odd. He has a thing for milk though, that's one thing he does get plenty of." Prue said pausing for a moment "is he going to be ok?"

"What I'm going to do is ask you to keep a chart of what he eats and how much. Then I'd like to see him in three weeks. Do you know if his previous pediatrician listed him as severely underweight?"

"I've been trying to get a hold of the Home where he was living, they've changed pediatricians a lot in the past few years and none of them can tell me much." Dr. Henry nodded and took a deep breath.

"Well like I said lets see if we can pinpoint exactly how much and what he's eating. That might give us a clue as to why he's like that."

"Is it possible that it's genetic?" Dr. Henry took off his glasses and looked at her

"Genetic?"

"His father was just like him, even as an adult he was very skinny. Maybe Binxs inherited his father's smallness."

"It might be, our height and weight can sometimes be determined by genetics. Even if his father was just like Binxs is, I'm not entirely sure that him being that severely underweight can be blamed on just genetics." He paused and smiled "besides that you have a very healthy nephew Ms. Halliwell." As they walked down the hall, Prue could see Binxs sitting in the waiting room, totally absorbed in the book he was reading. The nurse had apparently caught up with him and stuck him with a couple or more large stickers something he obviously wasn't too happy about, but was just being polite.

"Are you sure?" she asked

"Positive," he paused and handed Binxs's chart to Prue "but you know it probably wouldn't be a bad idea to get him involved in some kind of after school activities. Sports are perfect, talk it over with your sisters and Binxs, I'm not saying he should become involved in every after school program in the city, it doesn't even need to be technically a team sport. Karate is a good thing to get into, I wish I had with my kids."

"Well thank you, I'll talk it over with everyone. So three weeks you said?"

"Yup, he's all set till then. Now you have an appointment with James?"

"James?"

"Dr. Sampson,"

"Yes, the asthma specialist,"

"You wont find a better one, James has specilzed in Children's asthma for nearly 25 years he's very good."

"Thank you,"
"His office is actually down the hall, for doors on the left."

"Thank you Dr. Henry," Dr. Henry nodded and waved a bye to Binxs who waved back and followed Prue to the receptionist desk. She gave the chart to the secretary.

"Thanks your all set, bye Binxs it was nice meeting you," she said giving him yet another sticker. Prue tried not to laugh as Binxs put on a grin as he let her put the sticker on him. Then he grabbed Prue's hand and they left the office.

"So sweetie, got enough stickers?" Binxs grinned and looked at Prue

"I look like sticker book!" he exclaimed. She reached down and hugged him tight, "what was that for?"

"Do I always need a reason to give you a hug?"

"Naw," he said hugging her back.

The appointment with the asthma specialist, Dr. James Sampson, took much longer then the appointment with the pediatrician. He ran all sorts of tests on Binxs, testing his breathing and listening to his heart and lungs, testing how long he could hold his breath and how much air he could exhale in a single breath.

They where in the exam room for nearly an hour and half, before Dr. Sampson told them that Binxs had one of the worse cases of asthma he had seen. It was severe but could be controlled. He wrote a prescription for two inhalers both would be like the ones he had received from the hospital, one for when he felt chest pains or had trouble catching his breath and the other was to be used when he was going to do something active. He also put Binxs on pills, which he said would lessen the occurrence of Binxs's attacks, however he explained that did not mean they wouldn't happen, it was possible that an attack could come on for no apparent reason and that could happen every now and then and there was no way to tell when those kind of attacks would occur.

Dr. Sampson was very straight with them, and explained everything to both Prue and Binxs. He explained as easily as possible what would happen to Binxs if he didn't take his pills or use his inhaler, he didn't try and make it seem less scary then it would be, he was very forward and talked to Binxs in a way that the 9 year old could understand, but so he would know how serious it was. He showed them pictures and explained using the pictures exactly what would happen during an attack and what the family was to do when an attack occurred.

The more the doctor explained, the paler Binxs got, he was obviously scared, and Prue tried to comfort him by gently pushing his bangs back. According to Dr. Sampson, light to heavy activity, stress, and certain environments, like moldy, stuffy, or dusty areas would all be causes of an attack. He warned them that even though most attacks would be able to be controlled by the inhalers, if the inhaler didn't start working with in five minutes of use, Binxs would need to be brought directly to the hospital.

The only time that Dr. Sampson asked to speak to Prue alone, was when he explained to Prue that if Binxs didn't use his inhaler or get to the hospital during a severe attack, he would most likely have a seizure following the attack, it would eventually be fatal. The seizure would quicken his breathing and no air would be able to enter his lungs, he would basically suffocate to death. He told Prue that he would leave it up to her whether or not to explain that to Binxs.

After making sure both Prue and Binxs understood everything, he handed Prue the prescriptions along with a note for the school nurse about everything he had explained to them, he also gave Prue a book on Children's asthma and a video on the subject. He also told Prue he wanted to see Binxs in four weeks.

As they drove through the city to go out to eat, Binxs was VERY quiet the whole ride, Prue looked over at him and put her arm around his shoulder hugging gently.

"You all right sweetie?"

"I didn't think it was that bad," he said quietly "how could one doctor say its just a little cold that'll clear up and another doctor say that its severe asthma?" they paused at a red light and she hugged him tight. "I'm scared," he said even more quieter "I really am,"

"Everything will be fine." She said as the light changed. Binxs nodded and wrapped his arms around himself as if trying to keep himself warm. "Honey are you cold?" he shook his head

"No…just got chills s'all."

"Well your not hungry are you?" Prue asked grinning, Binxs nodded

"A little,"

"Want to see where Piper works?" he looked up grinning

"Yay!" he exclaimed. Prue nodded and drove to a restaurant with the word 'Quake' split in half. Binxs grinned and laughed a little.

"What's so funny?" she asked as they walked towards the restaurant. Binxs pointed at the sign "Ah gotcha." Inside, Prue seemed to know the waitresses and waiters, because they all greeted her by name. A couple of the waitresses came up to Binxs when Prue introduced them to him, knelt down to his level and said how adorable and sweet he was. They walked over to a table and Binxs pulled himself up onto the seat.

"Hi guys how'd things go?" Piper said coming up behind him, he turned and jumped out of the seat hugging her tight. She grinned, looked at Prue who grinned and shrugged, and hugged him back. After letting him go, Piper pulled up a chair and sat down with them. "So how'd things go?" she repeated.

"I got a shot," Binxs said pointing to the band-aids on his arms "a couple of 'em." He looked at Piper "but I didn't cry, right Prue?"

"Nope you where very brave."

"So what happened with the asthma doctor?"

"The doctor at the hospital was right; Binxs has asthma, and according to Dr. Sampson pretty bad." Prue said "according to the doctor, pretty much anything can bring on an attack from walking around, to playing, right down to walking in a dusty or stuffy room. He also said that an attack can happen for no apparent reason just happen."

"So what do we have to do?"

"Well I have a prescriptions for two inhalers, and pills. The pills are apparently supposed to lessen the occurrence of the attacks, but he's still going to get the random ones every now and then."

"And there's no way to predict when he's going to have one?" Prue shook her head.

"Nope," Prue paused for a moment "Binxs why don't you go to the bathroom and get washed up ok?"

"Lemme guess adult talk?" Prue nodded "but I don't know where the bathroom is," Piper looked around and waved to one of the waiters.

"Hey Paul," Paul came over

"Yea?"

"Can you show my nephew to the bathroom," Paul nodded

"Hey son how about a tour of the kitchens?" Binxs grinned

"Really?"

"Sure," Binxs grin widened and followed Paul.

"What's wrong?" Piper asked looking at Prue.

"Dr. Sampson is leaving it up to us whether or not to tell Binxs and I'm not sure I want to tell him yet."

"Tell him what?" Piper said "oh my god Prue what's wrong with him?"

"Its what will happen if he doesn't take his inhaler or get to a hospital during an attack. I don't want to tell him because I don't want to scare him, and partly because I'm scared about too."

"What Prue!"

"If his inhaler doesn't work during a severe attack we need to get him to the hospital. If he doesn't, the attack will bring on a seizure which will quicken his breathing and," she paused for a moment taking a sip of water "it could kill him faster, suffocating him to death. Even if he doesn't have the seizure he's got to get to the hospital if the inhaler doesn't start working within five minutes of him taking it. This thing could kill him." Piper rubbed her forehead worriedly and bit her bottom lip.

"Oh my god," she said softly "do you think we should tell Binxs?"

"I don't know, I mean I don't want him living in a bubble afraid that everything he does is going bring on an attack. Dr. Sampson said that he could be as normal as any other nine year old, as long as he takes precautions. Telling him might make him afraid to do anything and that's no way for a kid to be."

"Your right, lets talk about it with Phoebe, then the three of us will decide what to do," Piper paused and looked at Prue "please tell me that was the only serious thing that happened today?"

"I wish,"

"Oh brother,"

"No its not AS serious, its just Dr. Henry, Binxs's pediatrician wants us to keep track of what Binxs eats, when, and how much."

"You're kidding,"

"I wish I was, he was pretty close to suggesting that we weren't feeding Binxs, he asked Binxs all sorts of questions about what he eats."

"How much did they say he weighed?"

"38 pounds,"

"Whoa…"

"So what do we do?"

"Well I think I convinced him that we do feed Binxs and that he isn't starved at least for now."

"Poor Binxs,"

"Piper Prue!" Binxs's voice called as he ran over to them "this place is so cool," Piper looked at Paul

"Where did you take him?" she asked as Prue chuckled

"I gave him a first rate tour."

"Paul took me into the kitchens, what's Chicken Alfrago?" Piper and Prue began laughing and Piper reached over and hugged his shoulders.

"Its Chicken alfredo and its chicken with a kind of spaghetti with a special sauce." She said "why?"

"Cause its good," Piper's mouth dropped and she looked at Paul

"I asked you to give him a tour not a three course meal," she said as Prue laughed harder.

"Mr. Gregory let me try it; he gave me a piece of chicken with some of the sauce on it. Its really good," Piper shook her head grinning and trying not to laugh. She stood up

"Well I got to get back to work, Becca will be by to get your orders, and Binxs if you want I'll make you Chicken alfredo for dinner tonight," Binxs grinned wide

"Yay!!" he exclaimed. Piper leaned over and kissed the top of his head

"Enjoy guys," she said and walked off.

"So can you tell me the adult talk now?"

"I'll tell you when we get home ok how's that sound?"

"Ok I guess," Prue grinned and tousled his hair as they looked at the menus deciding what to eat.

Ok…so whatcha think of that chapter? Do you think the sisters will tell Binxs? Or do you think its better for him not to know? Give me your guess people!

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