Declaimer: I don't own Charmed.
Chapter Twenty-nine
"I swear," Darryl said. "On my son's life, I spoke to Piper this morning and she's coming home."
"Yes Darryl," Prue hissed. "We get that!"
"You've said it a hundred times!" Phoebe spat.
"Phoebe." Paige said softly.
Having Prue around seamed to make Phoebe more aggressive, and it made Paige fell highly uncomfortable.
"what?" Phoebe spun around to face Paige, her face like thunder.
"Nothing." Paige whimpered.
She couldn't believe she was actually scared of her big sisters.
Both of them.
Cat, Kattie, Jessie and Beca sat on Darryl's sofa watching the battle of wills unfold.
"It's not Darryl's fault Piper left." Leo said.
"In fact his the reason she's coming home." Chris jumped in, attempting to bridge the drift that was rapidly forming between the two Halliwell sisters and there old friend. "If he had done all those back ground cheeks on that Tim Nelson and dug up all that dirt, Piper would probably never be coming home."
"But she isn't home!" Prue all but yelled. "We don't know where she is, what time her flight is, what time it gets in, where she is flying from-"
"Because Darryl won't tell us." Phoebe butted in.
"We don't even know if she's safe!" Prue finished her rant. "You owe us that much at least."
"But you said she was safe," Cat said. "You said that she was with Chris, and if she was with him that she would be safe. You said that he wouldn't let any thing happen to aunt Piper."
"Yes." Kattie continued. "You said Chris was like the big brother she never had." She burst into tears, promptly sending Wyatt in to yet another screaming fit. "And now you tell us that she hasn't been safe. It's been six weeks, image what could have happened to her in six weeks."
Paige got up and wrapped her arms around the sobbing child.
"Kattes you've known me since you were seven." Darryl said. "That's five years and I thought you trusted me."
"I do." Kattie sobbed.
"Well then trust me when I say your mother is safe and is coming home today." He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Gezzs! How on earth have you been able to live with this for the last six weeks?"
"Careful Darryl," Leo warned. "If any one of us adults complains we get slammed back against the nearest wall."
"Sorry Prue," Darryl said. "Look I kinda know where Piper is, but she wants to tell you every thing her self. She said she was going to get the first flight out of there. But she has to go to the hospital first for the baby. She didn't know how long she'd have to wait."
"But she's defiantly getting a flight today, right?" Paige asked eagerly.
If Piper was home may be things around the Halliwell mannor would get back to some state of normality. She hated the fact she was living in an over crowed house. She hated the fact that she and Richard had broken up.
"Yhea, that's the plan." Darryl said. "But if it isn't today it'll be first thing tomorrow. She's desperate to get back home now that pick-a-crime guy is well and truly out of the picture."
"Yes of course she is," Prue said. "I mean who would willingly want to be separated from these girls and her adorable baby son?" She looked at Wyatt who was still wailing at the top of his lungs in his father's arms. "May be she's got more scene than I am giving her credit for."
"How many crimes was it in the end?" Paige inquired.
"Oh there still countin' in the court house." Darryl said.
"My daddy," Jessie said. "The supper criminal."
"I hate him," Beca said. "I wish Leo was my daddy."
"Well," Phoebe flopped down on to the sofa and pulled Beca on to her lap. "May be he will be when your mommy comes home. When your mommy gets home."
"She's gona kill you," Prue suddenly piped up. "The mannor looks like a force ten disaster area and she left the place spotless. Now it looks like a bomb hit it or world war what ever we're up to now broke out and Piper's going to finish it."
"And its gona end with Piper killin' ya!" Darryl laughed.
"It is not funny." Phoebe said. "We are so screwed! Her room's a tip. We are more than dead."
"Speak for your selves." Prue said. "I'm already dead."
"Look so we don't all die Leo," Phoebe said hurriedly. "You, Chris and Prue orb back t the mannor and start tidying like your lives depended on it. Because they do. Me and Paige will take the girls and Wyatt to get some more cleaning supplies and groceries." She took Wyatt from Leo and ushered Paige and the girls out the door. "Thanks a bunch Darryl." She called over her shoulder.
The front door slammed shut.
"Okay," Prue instantly took charge of the situation. "Chris you clean down stairs, Leo you clean the hall and up stairs bath rooms, I'll do the basement, you two can side track her if I don't get her bed room finished before she gets back, and we can say the attic was demonised as usual."
"Thanks so much Darryl." Leo said.
"A pleasure as always." Darryl replied.
Chris took Prue's arm and orbbed her out, followed by Leo a mille-second later.
