The Enchanted Ones
Disclaimer: No, sad as it is, I do not own charmed.
Piper took a deep breath, and then began to talk. "Not quite. Close, but not quite."
Paige looked from Piper to Phoebe. "I don't understand."
Phoebe looked at Piper, and Piper nodded. "She was. Pregnant, that is." Phoebe murmured.
"Did you lose the baby?" Concern filled Paige's eyes; she hoped Piper hadn't had to go through the sadness a miscarriage brought with it.
"Yes. No. Kind of." Piper struggled to explain.
Phoebe interrupted, "Why don't we go sit on the couch where it's more comfortable?"
Piper smiled gratefully at her younger sister. Moving to the couch and getting settled would give her time to find the words she needed to explain the situation.
They settled themselves comfortably on the couch. Paige sat on one end, her legs curled under her. Phoebe sat at the other end, one arm draped over Piper's shoulder. Piper clutched Phoebe's hand in hers, and began to talk. "You know Leo and I dated for a long time before we were married, right?"
Paige nodded. "You said you guys were dating from when you were fourteen until you guys were eighteen and went to separate colleges, then you got back together when you were twenty-five. And you married last year."
"Yeah," Piper continued. "And you know that Prue dated Andy all through high school and college." This time it was more of a statement than a question. Paige nodded anyway. "Well that's not quite the whole story." A confused look crossed Paige's face, but Piper kept talking. "See, when Prue was twenty and I was seventeen, we-both of us-got pregnant. By Andy and Leo, of course. But we couldn't keep the babies. We couldn't afford to take care of them, and Grams could barely keep after Phoebe, let alone two little babies." By this point, Piper's eyes were filling with tears. "They were born just about a week apart-my daughter was born April 11th, and Prue's was born April 20th. But we gave them up for adoption. We didn't want to, but we had to. And we had to give up Prue's second daughter, too. She was born a year later, September 4th. It killed us to do it, but we couldn't take care of them."
Tears were streaming down Piper's face. Paige leaned over and hugged her oldest sister. She stroked her hair, trying to reassure her. "It's okay, Piper. It's all going to be okay." Paige looked at Phoebe for help, and Phoebe wrapped both of her sisters in a big hug.
They sat together, just hugging, for a while, when a little voice spoke out. "We have to find them. Please."
It took Paige and Phoebe a few seconds to realize the voice was Piper, but when they did, Phoebe spoke up. "Piper, we'll find them. You're right, we'll find them. Everything will be okay."
Piper broke out of the hug, wiping her tears away. "Thanks," she said in between sobs. Then she looked at Paige. "Thanks for understanding."
The sisters just sat there for a few minutes, and then Piper spoke again. "Just one problem. how do we find them?"
A/N: review!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: No, sad as it is, I do not own charmed.
Piper took a deep breath, and then began to talk. "Not quite. Close, but not quite."
Paige looked from Piper to Phoebe. "I don't understand."
Phoebe looked at Piper, and Piper nodded. "She was. Pregnant, that is." Phoebe murmured.
"Did you lose the baby?" Concern filled Paige's eyes; she hoped Piper hadn't had to go through the sadness a miscarriage brought with it.
"Yes. No. Kind of." Piper struggled to explain.
Phoebe interrupted, "Why don't we go sit on the couch where it's more comfortable?"
Piper smiled gratefully at her younger sister. Moving to the couch and getting settled would give her time to find the words she needed to explain the situation.
They settled themselves comfortably on the couch. Paige sat on one end, her legs curled under her. Phoebe sat at the other end, one arm draped over Piper's shoulder. Piper clutched Phoebe's hand in hers, and began to talk. "You know Leo and I dated for a long time before we were married, right?"
Paige nodded. "You said you guys were dating from when you were fourteen until you guys were eighteen and went to separate colleges, then you got back together when you were twenty-five. And you married last year."
"Yeah," Piper continued. "And you know that Prue dated Andy all through high school and college." This time it was more of a statement than a question. Paige nodded anyway. "Well that's not quite the whole story." A confused look crossed Paige's face, but Piper kept talking. "See, when Prue was twenty and I was seventeen, we-both of us-got pregnant. By Andy and Leo, of course. But we couldn't keep the babies. We couldn't afford to take care of them, and Grams could barely keep after Phoebe, let alone two little babies." By this point, Piper's eyes were filling with tears. "They were born just about a week apart-my daughter was born April 11th, and Prue's was born April 20th. But we gave them up for adoption. We didn't want to, but we had to. And we had to give up Prue's second daughter, too. She was born a year later, September 4th. It killed us to do it, but we couldn't take care of them."
Tears were streaming down Piper's face. Paige leaned over and hugged her oldest sister. She stroked her hair, trying to reassure her. "It's okay, Piper. It's all going to be okay." Paige looked at Phoebe for help, and Phoebe wrapped both of her sisters in a big hug.
They sat together, just hugging, for a while, when a little voice spoke out. "We have to find them. Please."
It took Paige and Phoebe a few seconds to realize the voice was Piper, but when they did, Phoebe spoke up. "Piper, we'll find them. You're right, we'll find them. Everything will be okay."
Piper broke out of the hug, wiping her tears away. "Thanks," she said in between sobs. Then she looked at Paige. "Thanks for understanding."
The sisters just sat there for a few minutes, and then Piper spoke again. "Just one problem. how do we find them?"
A/N: review!!!!!!!!