Chapter 6

Piper's P.O.V.

" Okay. What do we need?" I asked Phoebe.

" Ummmmmmm. Most of it is stuff we have in the kitchen," She replied, looking at the book. We were in the living room figuring out what to do. " But then there are some more complicated ingredients like: a harpies claw, mucus of a garden gnome, a hair of a wendigo, and then we have to bless it with our blood. Do you think leo could keep an eye on paige while we get this stuff?"

" We need Leo to help us, but he's watching the boys and i dont think they would like to see thier Auntie Paige like this." I said. " Lets call Darryl and shiela. They could watch her."

" Good idea." With that, my sister walked away. she made for the kitchen, where I had left the cordless phone. I don't think she wanted to use up all of the minutes on her cell. After about two minutes, she came out of the kitchen with a satisfied look on her face.

" They're on their way." she told me. A couple minutes later, darryl and his wife arrived with worried looks.

" how is Paige holding up?" asked Sheila.

" Well....Not so good." I told her. " She's unconscious right now. She fainted again a little while ago. We need to get an antidote within the next hour or she'll....she'll be....Gone." Tears were forming in my eyes. I couldn't bear to lose another sister. My family was everything to me.

" um, we have to go." Phoebe said to them. " Paige is in her room. you might want to bring a bucket up there with you. she's been throwing up a lot."

" Okay. Bye guys. Don't worry. We will take good care of her." Darryl tried to comfort us.

Phoebe and I grabbed our jackets and headed out the door. Then i realized where we could find a gnome. I dragged Phoebe back through the house and into the garden.

" Phoebe, catch the gnome and get its mucus. I think I can get the claw and the hair from that pagan shop down on Fourth ST."

Once again, i headed out the front door and got into my car. I fumbled with my keys and inserted the right one. I pulled out of the driveway and drove down to the fourth street shop. I forgot what it was called at the moment.

when i arrived, I was greeted by an old woman with auburn hair. It was the same woman that was always there to greet people. And me and my sisters were her regular customers. I made my way up to her at the counter. That's where all the herbs and stuff were. Behind the counter on a shelf.

" How can i help you today, piper?" the old woman asked.

" Do you, by any chance, carry a harpy's claw and a hair off of a wendigo?" I asked her.

" I think we just might." she replied. " They would be in the back room. Follow me."

I walked beside her into the room. There were boxes and shelves in every corner. On the shelves were bottled..... who knows what was in those jars.

" So.... What do you need these for? " she asked as she took out two jars from a shelf in the far corner.

" It's for my sister, Paige." I said. " She's deathly ill. I have to hurry. She doesn't have very long. How much do I owe you?"

" Dear Lord. Poor child. Your total is $ 26.35." I handed her the money. " Now hurry home to your sister."

" Thank you very much." And with that i was out the door and on my way home to the manor. After I parked my car in the driveway, i headed straight to the garden to check on Phoebe. it was very likely that she was having trouble just catching the gnome. Gnomes are so fast and difficult to hunt down. Fortunately, I was wrong about Phoebe. I approached Phoebe, who was kneeling beside an unconscious gnome and holding a small jar of greenish goop, with a questioning look.

" Hey Piper?" She asked. " Does it matter if the thing has a cold? 'cause it's the only gnome i could actually catch."

" I think Paige would rather have a cold than be dying of a fatal illness." I said. " Now come on. We need to hurry and mix up that antidote.....Bring that gross goo with you."

" You're right. Let's go." She said.

We went into the kitchen. I got out a small pot and filled it halfway with water. I took out the two jars and threw in the contents. Phoebe stepped up and poured the snot in with the rest of the ingredients. We put the concoction on a high boil for three minutes. Then we bottled it.

" There." Said Phoebe with great satisfaction. " Now all we have to do is get her to drink it."

" Oh Phoebe. We forgot to bless it with our blood." I grabbed the needle off of the counter and pricked my finger with it, letting a drop of blood drip into the bottle. I handed the needle to Phoebe. She did the same.

I capped the bottle and we headed upstairs to cure Paige. When we went into her room, it was obvious that she was about to die. We didn't have much time to do this. Paige was limp on her bed. Blood dripped from her mouth. She was, literally, drenched in sweat. Sheila and Darryl were panicking. They were trying to cool her off by rubbing her with ice cubes.

" Piper. Phoebe. Hurry! This isn't helping!" Darryl said in panic. Paige looked at me with her glassy, bloodshot eyes.

" Piper." she whispered. she glanced over at Phoebe. " Phoebe." Then she lost consciousness again.

We ran to her side. we were both crying. I couldn't stand it. I took out the bottle and uncapped it.

" paige? Can you hear me? You need to drink this. All of it. right now." I turned to Phoebe and whispered in her ear. " Hold her down. Just in case. You know what effects potions can have on people"

Phoebe nodded and grabbed hold of Paige's arms and legs. I forced her mouth open and poured in the antidote. I held her mouth shut tightly. Phoebe stoked her throat to make her swallow. Finally, she took it down in one big gulp.

Paige started to writhe in Phoebe's grasp. She couldn't keep her still. Paige's head lifted and her mouth opened. A dark grey, gas-like substance escaped through her mouth and nose. I'm guessing that was the illness that arose out of her. it hovered in the air, forming a ball. i heard a rumbling sound and it exploded into bits and pieces that dissolved into the air.

Paige's eyes slowly opened. I took in her appearance. She was very messy. But besides that, her face was a normal color, her eyes were no longer glassy, she was no longer flushed, which meant that her fever was gone, and she seemed perfectly sane.

" Hey, Paige. How are you feeling?" I asked.

'" Please tell me that you feel better. I REALLY didn't enjoy watching you puke 24/7." Phoebe added playfully.

" i didn't think I would ever get better. Now i am starving and dirty and gross."

Phoebe laughed.

" That is what happens when you are sick. You get sweaty and gross."

I looked towards Darryl and Sheila. They were staring blankly. Most likely because they couldn't believe what they just saw. I waved my hand in front of their face. They immediately came out of the trance.

" Could you guys help me clean up the kitchen?" I asked. " It's a mess from potion making."

" sure thing, Piper.'" Sheila replied. I hugged Paige.

" I'm glad you're feeling better." They followed me out of the room and into the kitchen. phoebe stayed with Paige.

" Want to go out to eat?" Phoebe suggested.

" Sure , but i would have to take a shower first. Why not just go to P..." Paige started, but was interrupted by a sneeze, causing her to orb out and back in. "3?" She finished.

" Bless you." Phoebe said. Stupid gnome, she thought.

" Jeeze! Fist I pass out at your office! Then I start vomiting! Then I go delusional and start rambling about bugs in tutus! Then to top it all off, i start coughing up blood! And when i am finally cured, I catch a fricken cold! I have such bad luck this week." Paige said in frustration.

" But look on the bright side, Paige. At least you are not dying." Phoebe said. " and besides, who needs to go out when we have our own, personal chef?" They both grinned.

" Oh, PIIIIIIIIPEEEEEERRRR!" They yelled, giggling.

" PHOEBE!" Piper's voice rang through the manor. " Why didn't you clean up the hallway!? I just stepped in vomit!"

THE END

N/A I am so glad this is finished. Now i can start a fic that is even more exciting. Please Review. And thank you to all my loyal reviewers. Please read my next charmed fic.