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Chapter Sixteen
"Alright sis," Phoebe said closing the attic door. "Now's the time to spill the beans."
"Sit down, Phoebe, Paige, please." Piper said. "Your really making me feel on edge here."
"We're all a little on edge here," Paige snapped widening her eyes. "So just go to hell or deal with it!"
"Hey!" Leo said. "Let's give Piper a brake here. She's come clean about a lot of things today. It can't have been easy."
"Yep." Grams agreed. "More than you can ever image. So let up or get the hell outa here. Got it?"
"Yes Grams." Phoebe said.
"Sorry Grams." Paige mumbled. "I'm just a bit stressed." She turned to Piper who was sitting in the old rocking chair. "I'm sorry hon'. I'll be quite now. You just sit there and tell us all of what happened."
"Or at least what you feel up to at the minuet," Phoebe said. "We can talk when ever, where ever, any time you want. What ever you feel comfortable with. Go at your own pace."
Piper stared down at her feet and pursed her lips.
"Sweetie," Leo knelt in front of her and placed his hands on her legs, looking deep into her eyes. Just like he used to do when they were together.
She didn't pull back. She didn't have the energy or will to complete the simple movement. She like his touch. It made her feel safe.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Sure," She whispered fighting back tears. "I just need to get this over and done with."
"Are you sure?" He asked totally blanking every one else in the room.
"Now, now," Grams said. "Your-"
"Grams!" Phoebe and Paige cut her off sharply. "Don't!"
"Sorry," Grams backed right down. "Go for it, Piper, sweet heart. If you're ready."
"I'll never be ready." Piper whispered. "I'm as ready as I think I'm ever going to be Grams." She said a little louder. "I just have to do this. Do I have to do this?"
"Shall I tell them what you told me earlier?" Grams asked. "Just to take the pressure off you a bit."
"No. This is some thing I need to do by my self Grams. For my self. So can every one please just stop fussing?"
They were all quite allowing her to speak.
She pushed Leo's hands away from her and began to speak.
"When Prue got pregnant with Cat, via a one night stand with Ants," She said slowly. "I was about 16, and I met this guy."
"Called?" Phoebe butted in.
"His name's not important." Piper replied.
"It kinda is to us." Paige interrupted her before she could stop her self.
"Could you all just listen to me please?" Piper finally gave in to the hot stinging tears that had been building for far too long.
"How about you just tell us his first name." Leo suggested.
"I don't think so," Grams said. "Not when you hear what he did to your big sister. Just look at her. It's all his doing this. I don't want to have any of you for fitting your humanity over him."
"It's only his first name." Phoebe said.
"You can tell us," Paige said. "We're your sisters. You can trust us."
"'Course you can." Phoebe chipped in.
"Err, no." Piper said. "You're wrong. I can't possibly trust you. At least not with this. If I did tell you you'd probably hunt down every unfortunate guy on this planet who just happens to have the same name as my scum bag ex."
"OO!" Phoebe squealed. "Killin' lots of men, that sounds like fun. A lota fun."
"Knock, knock," Chris said coming in to the attic. "Sorry to interrupt. But there's a guy down stairs, called Tim, demanding to see you Piper."
