Different Paths Part 18:
Why can't magic fix this?

AN:
I'm bad in spell writing, so forgive everything I make up below!

10 days later:
Prue sat in the attic tons of herbs, bowls, potions, all around her. There were a million of rumpled paper pieces lying around it. The book of shadows was lying in Prue's lap as she flipped through it...
"There has to be something..."
Prue whispered. She flipped hurriedly with her left hand, since she cut her right already a billion times to get her blood, what was a part of Meghan's as well, through the book. It were three weeks Meghan was gone now... one more week till the due date was. The date nothing would work anymore. The day Meghan would be lost. She'd try everything to get her girl awake again. For hours she was sitting now in the attic trying to find something. It was already long after midnight, but Prue wouldn't stop trying till she found something
"Maybe... I just have to call her soul or spirit and catch it into some lamp or something and then give it to Meghan in hospital again..."
Prue mumbled again starting to flip the book

'Host soul reject this evil essence,
Let loves light end this cruel possession.'

Prue shook her head. It wasn't the right.
"Tom... the spell to find tom..."
Prue mumbled

Guiding spirits I ask your charity
lend me your focus and clarity,
Lead me to the one I cannot find
restore that and my peace of mind.

Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Prue sighted and closed her eyes tightly again
"Maybe the power stripping spell..."
she whispered

From whence they came,
Return them now,
Vanish the words,
Vanish our powers.

"That's it"
Prue said almost sure grabbing a piece of paper starting to scramble
"From whence they came, return them now, vanish the demons' spell, vanish the unconsciousness."
She read out aloud and then astral projected herself to the hospital, to see if Meghan woke. Nothing. She looked down at the spell in her hands
"okay... once more: from whence they came, return them now, vanish the demons' spell, vanish the unconsciousness."
Nothing. Both Prues sighted and astral Prue returned to her real self.
"Damn it!"
Prue yelled causing some books to fly out of their shelves and Prue buried her face in her hands. Phoebe heard the books crashing to the floor and woke. She was worried that a demon might was after the book and got up, hurrying upstairs, just to find Prue. She sighted and went up to her
"Prue... what... what are you doing here? It's almost 4..."
"I don't understand why magic can't fix this. We redid and vanquished spells of or demons themselves so many times, why not this time? I don't understand why this time is any different."
"Cause this is something we can't heal. It has to happen natural. You heard Leo and Andy: they can't. We don't want Meghan to go crazy or something by being pulled out of her slumber too fats. It's the same thing with sleep-walking"
"there's other magic we used before. Why can't I save my daughter? Magic caused this, why can't magic make everything unhappen again as well."
"She's not dead, Prue..."
"Not yet..."
"Prue..."
"What? Isn't it better she's... awake... and... okay than to just stay asleep and die?"
"What if we shock her with waking her to death?"
Prue starred into nothingness as tears again slipped from her eyes. She felt so vulnerable. So helpless. She'd give her own life, if it just helped her daughter. But it was impossible. She couldn't do anything. And that was the worst for Prue.
"Prue..."
she didn't react. Phoebe just went up to her and hugged her
"Shshshsh"

Phoebe whispered, worried. She always thought it were just the hormones which were cooking over but seeing her biggest sister this miserable and not pregnant. She couldn't believe it.
"c'mon... I bring you to bed"
she whispered, Prue just let her lead her and lay down on the bed without a word of protest. Phoebe sat down on the edge of Prue's bed and crawled her head till she had cried herself to sleep.