Chapter Two

"I'm sorry, uh...what's your name again?" The doctor asked.
"Halliwell. Piper Halliwell." Piper replied.
"So, Mr. Halliwell, I presume?" The doctor said.
"Uh, no. Leo Wyatt." Leo told him.
"Ah, okay then. I'm please to inform you that your son is stable." The doctor said.
Piper and Leo breathed sighs of relief.
"However," The doctor continued, "He is in a coma. We have yet to tell if he will ever wake up."
"Oh my god!" Piper cried, sobbing.
Leo held her in his arms, trying hard to not cry himself.
"Can we see him?" Leo asked finally.
"Yes, of course." The doctor obliged. "This way."
The doctor showed them to a room filled with blue stars over the walls.
In the centre of the room was a bed, and in it was Wyatt.
If you were silent for long enough, you could hear his soft breathing.
His eyes were closed, and he looked peaceful.
"It's just like a very long sleep, in most cases." The doctor explained.
"Uh, doctor?" A nurse asked from the door, "Could I talk to you for a moment?"
"I'll be right back." The doctor told Leo and Piper, and left them alone to look at their son.
After a short while the doctor came back.
"I have some news. Wyatt is in a long-term coma." The doctor said.
"Long term?" Piper said, crying into Leo's arm.
"How long?" Leo asked.
"Possibly forever." The doctor replied.
Suddenly the truth sank in. Leo felt numb all over.
Their son, Wyatt Matthew Halliwell, may never wake up.
And they could do nothing about it.