Piper went and grabbed a thermometer while Phoebe helped Cole up the stairs
and
towards there room. She knocked on Paige's door, and peeked around the edge.
"Feeling any better?" She asked gently. Paige was on the bed, still looking flushed,
but with a hint of green to her skin. "No," she said weakly "I think I'm going to throw
up again." He breathing began to speed up. She leapt out of bed and raced past Piper,
banging into the door in the process, and into the bathroom. The sounds of her
violently throwing up came from inside the door. Piper winced sympathetically and
went into the bathroom. Paige was leaning over the toilet bowl, retching and heaving.
Piper patted her on the back, starting to feel slightly sick herself. Paige finally finished
and leaned against the wall of the bathroom, before sliding down to the floor. Piper
got her a glass of water from the tape and shoved it under her mouth. Paige grasped it
in a limp hand and slowly drank it. Piper looked around and retrieved the
thermometer from where she had dropped it on the floor. She measured Paige's
temperature, looking at her watch with an air of great apprehension. When she figured
it was long enough, about 3 minutes, she removed the thermometer. 104°F. That was
five degrees higher than normal. Bad. Very bad. She tossed the thermometer onto the
basin and bent to help Paige up. But she had fallen asleep. "Oh, great." grumbled
Piper, shaking Paige awake for the second time that day. "Come on, up! Go to sleep
when you're in bed." Paige opened her eyes and tried to struggle to her feet, but just
fell to the floor again. Piper put Paige's arm over her shoulder. With a heave, she
staggered to her feet, and half dragged Paige to her room. She dumped Paige on her
bed, where she promptly fell asleep. Piper scowled at her sleeping form rubbing her
now sore back. She suddenly cocked head. She heard the sounds of Cole throwing up
from Phoebe's room. She hurried towards their room, hoping Cole hadn't made too
much of a mess. She walked into the room, prepared for a mess. Cole was bent over,
throwing up into a red bucket. She breathed a sigh of relief. Much as she liked Cole,
she didn't think she would enjoy clearing up his vomit. Phoebe was beside him,
coughing into a handkerchief and patting him on the back. Piper grimaced.
"Ick, not another one." She groaned, sitting down on the bed. Phoebe laughed, but it
turned into a hacking cough. Piper glanced at her worriedly. She looked paler than
usual, but that might just have been the mess Cole was making. Cole looked up from
the bucket, still looking yellow. "Ha ha. You're so sympathetic" he said sarcastically,
then turned Pale and leaned forward again. Piper pulled a face at the sounds he made,
then got up and left for the kitchen.
***The rest of the day was spent trying to make Paige drink as much as possible.
Piper had remembered Grams always giving her litres of water to drink when she had
had a fever. However, after the first five glasses, Paige began to refuse. Piper
explained to her at least seven times, but the fever had made her grumpy, and Piper
was on the verge of forcing it down her throat. She tried to call Leo several times, but
he never answered. By six in the evening she was getting worried, but tried not to
show it. She began preparing dinner for her and Phoebe. She doubted that Cole or
Paige would keep it down. She was just stirring the vegetables when she heard a
sound behind her. She turned quickly, to see Leo orb in. She blinked- was he slower
than usual?- then shook it off and embraced her husband. He looked tired. "Sorry I
didn't come. One of my charges had an infestation of Fire Goblins. We had to make
sure there were none left, or they'd set her house on fire." He groaned as he settled
into a chair. "How was your day?" he asked when he got comfortable. Piper shrugged
"Oh, not much. Just that Cole and Paige are throwing up and Phoebe is just about
coughing her lungs out. No biggy" she said sarcastically, folding her arms and raising
an eyebrow. Leo frowned, puzzled. "Hmmm..strange. I'll go check on them." He
turned and disappeared out of the room. Piper sighed, then turned to see the
vegetables burning.
Leo placed a hand on Paige's forehead frowning at the heat he felt. Closing his eyes,
he let his magic seep out of his hand and it settled as a golden glow in Paige's body.
He was about to heal her, when his magic crashed into a wall. He frowned deeper and
prodded it with his magic, but couldn't get past it. He sighed and pulled his magic out.
Paige's eyes fluttered open. Her eyes were over bright with the fever and her face was
red. "When didn't you heal me?" she asked voice thick. Leo checked her pulse as he
answered. "I couldn't. Something was blocking me. It might be that I'm tired
though." He shook his head in bewilderment. He didn't really believe this, but it was
the only explanation he could think of as to why he couldn't heal her. Her pulse was
fast and shallow; Her temperature was much to high. And vomiting was not usually
part of a fever. He was very worried that this was the beginning of something more
serious, but he had no way to tell. He sighed and stood up. "Get some rest" he
advised. Paige snorted in disgust. "All I've done all day is rest." She said grumpily,
but she closed her eyes anyway. Leo walked into the hallway and bumped into
Phoebe. She was dead white, with a blue tinge around her lips. "Leo?" she whispered,
before collapsing onto the ground.
**************************************************************************** Sorry about the space between chapters. I just started school, so I don't have much Time. Trust me, This story been banging around my head for ages! I'll try to post as soon as possible. Sorry about the short Chapter. The next one gets really bad. Oh, and forgive the artistic license. People don't usually faint from Pneumonia.
Oops.
towards there room. She knocked on Paige's door, and peeked around the edge.
"Feeling any better?" She asked gently. Paige was on the bed, still looking flushed,
but with a hint of green to her skin. "No," she said weakly "I think I'm going to throw
up again." He breathing began to speed up. She leapt out of bed and raced past Piper,
banging into the door in the process, and into the bathroom. The sounds of her
violently throwing up came from inside the door. Piper winced sympathetically and
went into the bathroom. Paige was leaning over the toilet bowl, retching and heaving.
Piper patted her on the back, starting to feel slightly sick herself. Paige finally finished
and leaned against the wall of the bathroom, before sliding down to the floor. Piper
got her a glass of water from the tape and shoved it under her mouth. Paige grasped it
in a limp hand and slowly drank it. Piper looked around and retrieved the
thermometer from where she had dropped it on the floor. She measured Paige's
temperature, looking at her watch with an air of great apprehension. When she figured
it was long enough, about 3 minutes, she removed the thermometer. 104°F. That was
five degrees higher than normal. Bad. Very bad. She tossed the thermometer onto the
basin and bent to help Paige up. But she had fallen asleep. "Oh, great." grumbled
Piper, shaking Paige awake for the second time that day. "Come on, up! Go to sleep
when you're in bed." Paige opened her eyes and tried to struggle to her feet, but just
fell to the floor again. Piper put Paige's arm over her shoulder. With a heave, she
staggered to her feet, and half dragged Paige to her room. She dumped Paige on her
bed, where she promptly fell asleep. Piper scowled at her sleeping form rubbing her
now sore back. She suddenly cocked head. She heard the sounds of Cole throwing up
from Phoebe's room. She hurried towards their room, hoping Cole hadn't made too
much of a mess. She walked into the room, prepared for a mess. Cole was bent over,
throwing up into a red bucket. She breathed a sigh of relief. Much as she liked Cole,
she didn't think she would enjoy clearing up his vomit. Phoebe was beside him,
coughing into a handkerchief and patting him on the back. Piper grimaced.
"Ick, not another one." She groaned, sitting down on the bed. Phoebe laughed, but it
turned into a hacking cough. Piper glanced at her worriedly. She looked paler than
usual, but that might just have been the mess Cole was making. Cole looked up from
the bucket, still looking yellow. "Ha ha. You're so sympathetic" he said sarcastically,
then turned Pale and leaned forward again. Piper pulled a face at the sounds he made,
then got up and left for the kitchen.
***The rest of the day was spent trying to make Paige drink as much as possible.
Piper had remembered Grams always giving her litres of water to drink when she had
had a fever. However, after the first five glasses, Paige began to refuse. Piper
explained to her at least seven times, but the fever had made her grumpy, and Piper
was on the verge of forcing it down her throat. She tried to call Leo several times, but
he never answered. By six in the evening she was getting worried, but tried not to
show it. She began preparing dinner for her and Phoebe. She doubted that Cole or
Paige would keep it down. She was just stirring the vegetables when she heard a
sound behind her. She turned quickly, to see Leo orb in. She blinked- was he slower
than usual?- then shook it off and embraced her husband. He looked tired. "Sorry I
didn't come. One of my charges had an infestation of Fire Goblins. We had to make
sure there were none left, or they'd set her house on fire." He groaned as he settled
into a chair. "How was your day?" he asked when he got comfortable. Piper shrugged
"Oh, not much. Just that Cole and Paige are throwing up and Phoebe is just about
coughing her lungs out. No biggy" she said sarcastically, folding her arms and raising
an eyebrow. Leo frowned, puzzled. "Hmmm..strange. I'll go check on them." He
turned and disappeared out of the room. Piper sighed, then turned to see the
vegetables burning.
Leo placed a hand on Paige's forehead frowning at the heat he felt. Closing his eyes,
he let his magic seep out of his hand and it settled as a golden glow in Paige's body.
He was about to heal her, when his magic crashed into a wall. He frowned deeper and
prodded it with his magic, but couldn't get past it. He sighed and pulled his magic out.
Paige's eyes fluttered open. Her eyes were over bright with the fever and her face was
red. "When didn't you heal me?" she asked voice thick. Leo checked her pulse as he
answered. "I couldn't. Something was blocking me. It might be that I'm tired
though." He shook his head in bewilderment. He didn't really believe this, but it was
the only explanation he could think of as to why he couldn't heal her. Her pulse was
fast and shallow; Her temperature was much to high. And vomiting was not usually
part of a fever. He was very worried that this was the beginning of something more
serious, but he had no way to tell. He sighed and stood up. "Get some rest" he
advised. Paige snorted in disgust. "All I've done all day is rest." She said grumpily,
but she closed her eyes anyway. Leo walked into the hallway and bumped into
Phoebe. She was dead white, with a blue tinge around her lips. "Leo?" she whispered,
before collapsing onto the ground.
**************************************************************************** Sorry about the space between chapters. I just started school, so I don't have much Time. Trust me, This story been banging around my head for ages! I'll try to post as soon as possible. Sorry about the short Chapter. The next one gets really bad. Oh, and forgive the artistic license. People don't usually faint from Pneumonia.
Oops.