Leo walked into her room with baby Chris and handed him to his wife, "Here, he needs you."
"No, he doesn't. He needs someone but he doesn't need me."
"Of course he needs you, you're his mother."
"I don't feel like his mother. A mother is supposed to protect and love her babies. I look at Chris and I don't feel like he's my child. I can't protect him anyway. He died and I did nothing about it. He needs someone that can save him."
"Here take him." Leo shoved the baby at Piper and she took him reluctantly.
She looked down at the child and tried to feel like his mother and like she did when her other child was born. She really didn't feel much of a connection to this kid though. God she wished she did...
"Here, take him back." She handed Chris back to Leo and Chris stopped crying.
"See, he doesn't need me.""Oh honey, you're just nervous and he's picking up on that."
"Could you just leave?" she requested impatiently.
He looked at her "Let me..."
She flicked her wrist and the vase in the corner blew up.
"Piper..."
"Please, just leave me alone."
"Let me know if you need to talk."
Piper remained silent and once again buried herself in the bed. She wasn't ready to talk.
Leo met with Pheobe and Paige in the kitchen. "She's not doing too well. I can't get her out of bed, even for Chris."
"What can we do?" Paige asked.
"I don't know what we can do. Maybe we can get her to go see a psychiatrist or something. I guess I could grab her and orb her there, I don't know that we can get her to go willingly."
"I wish I knew what we could do for her."
"We can't do anything for her unless she wants us to."
The three stood once more silently in the kitchen.
Piper sat up in her bed. God she was so tired of feeling like this. She got up and started making her bed. As she tucked the edge of a blanket under the bed the other side came undone. "I can't do anything right." She cried as she retreated from the room.
"Ok, calm down," she thought to herself, "you can at least go take care of your child.... Children."
She walked into the nursery and picked up the child she had been trying so hard to love. She held him close and watched as he began to rouse from his nap. He began to cry.
"Ssh." She said as she held him close. He continued to cry. She tried but she couldn't get him to quiet. God his crying. She couldn't deal with it. What kind of mother was she anyway – she couldn't get him to stop crying.
Pheobe came into the room, "Piper."
"Oh, I here – he'd probably rather have you anyway." Piper handed Chris to Pheobe and fled the room.
She ran back to her bedroom and sank onto the bed. "I can't even make my own baby stop crying. What the hell is the use."
She retreated back to the safeness of sleep.