Piper stared at the marks on her arm. She needed to get these covered before the others got home. She wasn't ready to explain this to them.

Why would they care anyway? If they had cared they never would have left her alone with Chris – god why wouldn't he stop crying? She threw on a long sleeved shirt and returned to the nursery.

She picked up her youngest son and stared at him. "Stop crying." She demanded. "I don't know what to do – no one is home that does so you need to stop crying." She walked to the rocking chair in the corner and sat down.

Leo came running into the room – "are you guys alright? The neighbors called my cell phone and told me the baby has been crying for more than an hour!"

"Well, I guess you better just take him then – we sure wouldn't want to upset the neighbors."

Leo stopped and looked at the picture before him. "You keep him. You two look like you are doing just fine."

"No – you take him, before I screw something else up." She shoved the baby at her husband and fled from the room.

She desperately wanted to return to the sanctity of her room. But god, she was so sick of being depressed and wanted to do something about it. She fled to the kitchen, a place where she had been most comfortable in the past – but when she got there, supper was cooked and the kitchen was clean. "They don't need me here either." She thought.

"Piper?" asked Pheobe as she entered the room to check on supper. "You're up?"

"Yes. I'm up. I can go back to bed though since it looks like you guys can handle everything without me."

"No, honey, that's not what I meant." Pheobe started.

"It is what I meant though." Piper said, "You guys don't need me."

"Of course we need you. Everyone in this house needs you. You are very important to a lot of people – not to mention the whole saving the world thing."

"Look, just leave me alone. I don't want to deal with this."

"Piper, did you ever think about seeing a psychiatrist?"

"Not going to happen."

"It might make you feel better."

"No."

"Can I ask why?"

"No."

"Will you let me know if you change your mind?"

"Yes."

Piper left the room. She wanted to be alone. She needed to be alone.

"You need to snap out of this. You can't stay like this forever."

Great, Paige was joining in the frenzy now. They were never going to leave her alone.

"You two don't know anything about this. Everyone in this house would be better off without me and I'm just starting to realize it. There is so much shit going on in my head that you guys don't even want to know about – that I can't tell you about."

"Try us." Paige said.

"Fine, do you know that I was watching Chris cry today and I thought about putting a pillow over his head to stop him? Do you know how close I came to killing the child?"

"Piper, how could you even think that?"

"I knew you would react that way – judge me by my thoughts. It's really none of your business anyway, I don't know why I told you."

"But Piper, he's your son."

"Not to me." She left the room and returned to the sanctity of her bedroom, praying her sisters wouldn't follow her.

"I hate myself." She whispered, "I wish I would just die."

She grabbed the razor blade from her pocket and pulled up her sleeve.