Chapter 9

Surgery

A/N: Okay, you guys, whatever I put up tonight is it for the next week. It's spring break and i'm going out of town! I have alot written, so i may put up more than one chapter...depends on time. Okay, enjoy and PLEASE R&R!

Prue woke up at 10 on the day of her surgery. She hadn't slept much in the last week, and she was exhausted. Piper and Pheobe were already up.

"Hey Prue," Piper said. "Want some breakfast?"

"No, I'm fine," She said.

"Oh."

"So, Prue, what are you gonna do all next week? You get the whole week off...lucky...I still have to go to school," Pheobe complained.

"I think I am gonna leave for surgery a little early. Like, now, so I'll be back around 10 AM tomorrow. Okay? Okay, bye," Prue said.

"Wait, I thought we were going with," Piper said.

"No. I don't need you," Prue said, as she walked out the door and got in her car. It was raining, and Prue shivered in the 40 degree weather. Prue opened her purse and dug through for her small slip of paper that had the directions on it. She hadn't been there in a while. She had forgotten where it was.

She fiddled with the button on her leather jacket all the way there. She seemed overly stressed as she made the last turn into the San Fransisco Cemetary. Her eyes filled with tears as she thought about what she was gonna do. Pheobe and Piper had done it millions of times, but Prue had passed up the chance. But if she was gonna die, she had to do it now, while she had the chance. She got out of the car as her heels clicked on the wet cemente. She opened the gate and walked through, looking for her mother's grave. Prue couldn't even remember what it looked like. The last time she had seen it was the day of the funeral. And for some reason, she felt like going to see it was a sin.

She wove through many graves, and scanned the names until she found it. Patricia Halliwell. 1947-1979. It nearly killed Prue to see it. Her mother had lived a quick life. Prue knew she would see Piper and Pheobe doing the same thing 30 something years later. That vision made this even worse. Prue sat down on the grass that covered her mother's casket and cried. She couldn't control herself. But her sobbing was something she would never do at home. Maybe her mother was watching and could hear her...suddenly, Prue heard, "Prue...don't do this...don't hold it all in. You are deystroying yourself. Let your sisters help you," Prue turned around and no one was there. Scared, Prue stood up and walked off.

Prue got in her car and drove to the hospital. When she walked in, Dr. Williamson was waiting there, once again. He led her to a room and left while she put on a gown. When she was done, he had her climb onto a stretcher and lay down. It wasn't 2 minutes before she fell asleep.

Back at the manor, Piper and Pheobe were talking about Prue.

"Why do you think she all of a sudden didn't want us to come?" Pheobe asked.

"I don't know. But I'm worried. I wonder where she went." Piper said.

"Me too. Let's just wait though. Maybe she'll call," Pheobe said.

"Okay. I hope she's okay...she's probably in surgery by now. Should we go down there?" Piper asked.

"Uhh...maybe in an hour or so. That way she'll be almost out and we can wake her up," Pheobe suggested.

Prue felt as if she were drifting away and couldn't stop. She was floating in mid air as she rose up into the clouds. A nice man with a beard led her through two golden gates, and a white light blinded her. It wasn't a strain, however, it was more beautiful than anything.

"Where are we going?" Prue asked the man, being her typical self. Investigating everything and anything.

"Home," The man said.

"Where are Piper and Pheobe?" Prue asked.

"They can't come...you're dead, Prue."

"Noo...they have to...the last thing I said. I was soo mean, and I didn't get to tell them I love them," Prue said.

"Sounds like a personal problem to me, Miss," The man said. "Now, come on, take my hand, let's go,"

"No..." Prue protested.

"Prue, come on...come on...Prue, PRUE!"

Prue woke up to Piper shaking her.

"Piper? Oh my gosh! PIPER!" Prue said, leaping to sitting postion to hug her sister.

"Hi, Prue...with how you acted this morning, I thought you hated me...but what's wrong?" Piper said. "I mean, when you're mad, you stay that way for a long time."

"I had a dream that I died, and never got to see you again. It made me realize that what I did was wrong," Prue explained.

"Oh. Well, we won't let that happen," Piper said. "The doctor said the cancer hadn't spread at all. It was all removed easily...you may not have to do chemo. It wasn't as bad as they thought. It most likely won't even come back," Piper said.

"Great. What a relief," Prue said, more enthusiastically then she sounded. She had a big question on her mind. "Piper?"

"Uh-huh?"

"What made you come here...I mean, after I was so mean to you and Pheobe. What made you care enough to come?" Prue asked. "And is Pheobe here?"

"Pheobe went to cover the club. She is gonna stay till 9 and then we are gonna trade places. And to answer your question, I came cause I love you...and even though what you said wasn't right, I wasn't gonna make you sit here all alone," Piper said.

"Oh." She paused for a minute. "Thanks, Piper. I would have been really lonely...even if Jack came..." Prue said.

"Prue, where exactly DID you go when you left 2 hours early this morning?" Piper asked.

Prue blushed a little. "A place I haven't been in a long time...but I needed to go," Prue said.

"And where is that?" Piper asked again.

"Mom's grave," Prue said, her eyes growing teary as the had earlier. She was strong, but her mother's death had always been a heart-ripper-outter to all of them.

"Awww...you should have said something. I would have came. That was really brave, Prue. It's hard, isn't it?" Piper said.

"Yeah. I sobbed for about 2 hours while I was there," Prue said. Piper smiled at her sympathetically. She gazed around the room...the last time she was here, it was cause she had the virus from that fruit. It was a tragic time for all of them. Piper had nearly died...then Prue and Pheobe casted a spell to bring her out of her coma. But even though Piper was better, everyone else at the hospital had the virus, and 10 died. Piper shivered at the thought of what they had caused. Sometimes, her sisters cared too much about her...as she did for them.

"So how are you feeling?" Piper asked, not wanting to discuss their mom anymore.

"Good. My arm hurts, but I missed you and Pheebs more," Prue said with tears in her eyes. She regretted walking out like that earlier.

"I missed you too. I cried when you left. Pheobe did too. We were devastated," Piper replied. By then, Prue was crying openly. "Why are you crying?"

"I was thinking at Mom's grave...I saw you and Pheebs sitting at my grave...sobbing as I was. I couldn't handle it...and now that you're here, it's more real...but I am glad you are here...cause...well...you said I'm better now-"

"Prue, you're rambling," Piper giggled. She loved to tease her sister about her habit of rambling...

"Oh. Sorry. I'm just a little...scared," Prue explained.

"Wow...I was just kidding...sorry. But why are you scared? Prue, the doctor didn't say anything about getting worse...did he?" Piper asked, concerned.

"No...I just...you know...could have...well...left...and it scared me," Prue said.

Piper began to cry and she threw herself on Prue's bed. Laying next to her older sister, she sobbed even harder.

"What's wrong?" Prue asked, still sobbing herself.

"I was scared too. So scared that I couldn't even admit it. I was frozen in fear," Piper sobbed.

"Why didn't you say something? Is that why you were so upset that I walked out? You thought it'd be the last?" Prue questioned.

"Yeah...and...I didn't want Pheobe to be more scared then she had to be without me sobbing...and you...well you were sick and I didn't want you to have to deal with me AND cancer," Piper mumbled.

"Piper...sweetie...I don't care if I am in a deep coma and can't hear a thing...if you have a problem -assuming you bother to tell me- I will wake up to help you...even if it takes all my strength and I die right after. But I won't...not until I've solved your problem," Prue promised.

"Thanks, Prue. I would do the same for you. Always," Piper said as the two women hugged.

"Always," Prue responded. "Always" was something they always said to each other when they made a promise.