All throughout school Prue was nervous and had the jitters. She had known from Point A that something was up with Piper...she'd asked her, but Piper just insisted nothing was wrong. Whenever Prue asked Piper's boyfriend Jimmy, he'd just turn stony and walk off with a 'don't ask me...she's not MY sister'.

At first Prue just shrugged it off as an argument that was getting to Piper. But as it went on longer, it made Prue more and more anxious. "Oh my god" Prue thought to herself. "I hope for Piper's sake that the poor girl isn't knocked up...what will Grams think!" She buried her hand in her hands at her small school desk, completely blocking out the drone of the teacher's voice and the hum of voices around her.

At home, Piper was led on her back, slowly drifting in and out of a restless sleep. Every time it seemed like she was finally going to get some shuteye, a horrifying, frightening dream took over her mind, and shook her awake again. She saw herself in a Witness Stand in Court for some reason, when a guard came up behind her and handcuffed her, roughly leading her out of some doors.

It was the third time Piper had had this dream. She sat up bolt right in her bed with sweat trickling down her forehead. She felt her stomach lurch and she leaped out of bed, making a dash for the bathroom. She nearly collided with Grams, who was walking down the landing with a tray of tea and toast.

"Hey!" Grams shrieked as Piper came at her. "Honey" She asked, turning around and grimacing at a sick looking Piper who was exiting the bathroom. "You don't look so good."

"Oh I'm ok" Piper said lightly, trying to make herself look as normal as possible. "I think I've just eaten some bad cafeteria food and it's made me a little queasy" She strolled past Grams and headed for her bedroom, slowly flopping down on her bed.

"Want me to rub your belly for you?" Grams asked with a cheerful smirk, placing the tray down on a nearby unit.

Piper laughed quietly to herself. "Grams...I'm not four anymore." She stated. But she looked her in the eye and gave her a reassuring smile, hopefully convincing her that she wasn't ill. Grams couldn't know. She couldn't know that her granddaughter was possibly...she couldn't even say the word...it disgusted her too much. "But she'd find out anyway..." Piper thought to herself.

"Oh please." Grams replied with a small giggle. "You're not fooling me Piper. Until you were eleven years old, you'd always ask me to rub your tummy, and because you thought I was a magical person and that I could make you better, you somehow did make yourself better."

"Well..." Piper concluded. "That was quite a while ago...now it's the peace and quiet that makes me better."

"Ah" Grams mumbled. She stood up and smiled, planting a kiss on Piper's forehead. "Well I'll leave you to your own devices then. Remember...I'm only a holler away if you need me sweetheart."

"Oh.. Let Prue come up though when she gets home, she's bringing me...my homework." Piper nearly spilled, but managed a close save at the last second. "Jeez" She whispered to herself when Grams walked out "That was close"

Piper rolled over and tried to put herself back to sleep, not even attempting to eat anything. She was only going to throw it back up again...so what was the point?

AN: This isn't a cliffhanger...I'm not that mean (not!) but I wanted to update and right now....I'm being sent to bed!! Lol...I'm nearly fifteen years old and I'm being sent to bed because I've had 'too many late nights for someone of my age' LMAO......it's such a cringy thing when your parents are like that!!! So chapter 3 is in the works right now....needs to go to my trusty beta (that's u LJ) cuz I'm not sure it's good enough. You know the drill....