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To Look Again: Alarm Call
Prue lay awake in her bed at the Halliwell manor, her duvet cover pulled as far up to her neck as it would go whilst still covering her feet. She listened to the noises in the house, whilst still trying to here nothing. She listened carefully when she heard a small noise in her bedroom cupboard; slowly she peeled herself out of bed and walked over to it. She pressed her head against the door and listened carefully, there was a small whimpering sound coming from inside, and she took a few steps back. Then tried to open the door slowly, she pulled but it kept banging shut. With one burst of energy she pulled the cupboard door open to see a small familiar girl sitting in on the floor, crying. She bent down and placed her arm around the young girl,
"Piper?" she asked, the girl was identical to her younger sister, but she was only thirteen years old – she only looked about ten but Piper had always looked young as a child. Prue couldn't figure out why she looked so young, Piper was sixteen now, so why was there this young Piper sitting crying in her closet. "Piper, are you Piper?" asked Prue,
"Yes…" she looked up and paused for a second, her eyes widened, "Prue!" she yelled with excitement, the youngster threw herself at Prue and knocked her down, "Prue how can you been here… you're meant to be in hospital," said the girl,
"What? Piper how old are you… what are you doing in my closet?" asked Prue, still confused about what was going on,
"This is where I hide, it reminds me of you… I'm thirteen, but you know that,"
"What do you mean hide? Why are you hiding?" asked Prue, the young Piper got up off the ground and walked towards the window, she pointed out it,
"I don't want to see it anymore, so I hid… it seemed like the best thing to do, I didn't want to see you in that way any more," replied Piper, Prue walked over the window and looked out. She saw an ambulance, and herself on the stretcher being carried out of the house. Prue ran to the mirror and looked in it, she touched her face and ran her hands through her hair,
"How can I be down there? I'm here, and why are you thirteen? Why? What's going on here? Tell me!" yelled Prue as she ran towards Piper and grabbed her by the shoulders,
"Prue tried to kill herself, again… its worse this time. I found her, I didn't know what to do really, just stood staring at her body for a few seconds then I just started screaming…" her voice trailed off as Prue began to speak,
"I remember, I heard you screaming… I was barely conscious but I heard the screaming. Then you out, I was left alone… again," said Prue, she felt her throat close over as she tried to hold back tears,
"I ran for Grams, she was in her room and I remember yelling at her to wake up… I don't know what I said, I just know that I was yelling. I don't even know if I made any sense, I don't think I did but I just kept yelling," Piper, paused and watched as the ambulance drove away, "I dragged Grams back through to your room and then hid in the corner. After that Grams phoned the ambulance and sent me out, I watched from the hallway and listened to them talking in medical terms… I couldn't understand what was going on really but I listened nonetheless." She paused once more and walked over to Prue, "Why did you have to do that? Why did you?" yelled Piper, "Didn't you know what it would do to us? How could you not,"
"Piper, please," begged Prue,
"No!"
"Please try and understand," replied Prue,
"No, I'm not going to pretend like I understand, not going to tell you that I understand when I clearly don't! I don't understand why you put me and the rest of us through something like this… I don't understand why you couldn't talk to anyone about it and I certainly don't understand why you think I would understand!" yelled Piper,
"Piper, please let me try to explain," sobbed Prue as she walked towards her little sister,
"There is nothing that you could say… nothing that would make things better." Replied Piper, as she pulled away from Prue, "You know what I've been wondering… I've been wondering if you even care. Do you care what you're doing to us… or do you only think about yourself and your problems. Because I'm starting to think that maybe you don't care what we go through every time you feel lousy and decide to try something like this… do you care what it does to us? Do you really?" asked Piper.
Prue darted upright in the waiting room when the door opened. Prue rubbed her eyes and looked over, once her eyes had stopped blurring images she looked at Grams – who stood in the door way. Her eyes were tearing, and she held a small handkerchief under her nose. Prue got up off the stairs and wandered over to Grams,
"Dreaming, it was all just a dream," she paused and then spoke again "Grams, what's wrong?" she asked, but Grams didn't speak, "Where's Piper," Prue continued, "Where is she?" asked Prue this time Grams spoke up. She took a few deep breaths and then continued,
"Prue, she's ok… she's going to be ok," she sobbed as she pulled Prue in for a hug, but Prue didn't hug her back,
"I need to talk with her," said Prue,
"Prue, she's ok but she's unconscious… you can't speak to her." Replied Grams,
"But you said she was alright," protested Prue,
"She's going to be alright, they've managed to stabilise her, her breathing and heartbeat are normal and she doesn't appear to have broken any bones. She's bruised a few ribs, and her arm is sprained, but she's going to be ok," replied Grams,
"I need to see her," replied Prue,
"Ok," said Grams as she led her from the relatives room.
A/N: I hope everyone is still enjoying this, its sort of taking a different turn than I originally thought it would but hey. I'm hopeful that its till going to be good. Please keep reading and reviewing… I love to know what you think after you've read it. Witch x.