Declaimer: I don't own Charmed.
Chapter Twenty
The moment Phoebe fell Richard was knelt at her side, trying to establish what was wrong.
"Phoebe." He said. "Phoebe what's wrong?"
She gowned.
"What's wrong?"
She clutched at her head as if it was about to explode. Totally unaware of the commotion that was taking place on the other side of the attic.
Richard glanced over his shoulder, saw what was going on and beckoned Jessie and Beca to his side. They were finding today hard enough as it was.
"What's happening?" He asked turning his attention back to Phoebe the second the two young girls were by his side.
Phoebe let out a long slow anguished moan, before blacking out completely.
"Phoebe?" He shook her shoulders. "Can you hear me? Are you alright Phoebs? Talk to me."
"Richard?" Paige asked. She pulled her self up painfully after her harsh beating. "What's wrong with Phoebe? Is she alright?"
"She's out cold." Richard replied.
"Ow!" Chris said. "What happened?"
"Kattes and Cat kicked your butts." Jess replied mater of factually.
"Remind me never ever, ever, ever to stand in their way ever again," Leo said. "It is way too painful."
"What's wrong with aunt Phoebe?" Beca asked.
"Wow!" Grams said reappearing in the attic. "Those girls really know how to handle them selves. Piper has taught them well over the past couple of years. I kinda think I'd feel very sorry for any demon that has the misfortune to cross one of those girls. He would have to have no brain cells. But demons and warlocks are all very stupid. You just have to look at all the ones who have to tried to kill my girls. They really should have given it some thought before attacking a Halliwell witch. Leo heal Phoebe would you dear."
"Where've you been Grams?" Paige asked. "We could have done with the back up you know."
"And have my butt kicked by a couple of teenagers too," Grams laughed. "I do not think so. You three are going to be the laughing stock of the magical world for weeks now. I was consulting with Prue. Seeing as she's the only one who might vaguely know what's going on around here."
"Yhea right," Chris scoffed. "like any one will ever know what's going on at the Halliwell mannor. It always has and always will puzzle even the owners of Halliwell mannor. This place has a life of its own."
"I'll ignore that comment." Grams tapped her foot impatiently on the floor. "Why's it taking so long Leo?" She demanded.
"I don't know." Leo said. "It's not working."
"What do you mean it's not working?" Richard asked.
"He means he can't heal her." Paige replied.
"She won't come to." Leo confirmed.
A door slammed down stairs and Wyatt could be heard crying.
Phoebe came around and sat bolt upright, gasping for breath and sobbing helplessly.
"It's okay now." Paige told Beca and Jessie. "Your mommy's got rid of the nasty man Wyatt just doesn't like strangers. You'll mommy will soon calm him down. Let's just give her a few minuets."
More than a few minutes later Wyatt was still crying.
Phoebe had recovered enough from what ever had happened to walk. So they all went down stairs to see what was going on.
