Here's the next chapter. A special thanks to my muse for helping me get through writer's block.
Enjoy!
Chapter 29-The Forgotten
Pheobe lay in her hospital bed, sobbing and clutching her heart.
She didn't know what was going on, but she knew something was wrong. Her heart felt like it had been ripped out of her chest and stomped on.
A nurse walked in and immediately called for a doctor when she saw Pheobe's breathing had become ragged. A doctor came in and gave her a sedative through her IV which calmed her down and brought her breathing back to its normal pace.
"You need to calm down Ms. Halliwell," the man told her.
"What happened?" she asked him.
"You were in a car accident. You've been in a coma for the past few days," the doctor informed her.
Piper and Prue ran into the room each holding one of the boys.
"Oh my God. I'm so glad that you're okay," Piper said as she hugged her little sister.
"Me too. You scared me. Don't ever do that again," Prue said before also giving her sister a hug.
"I'll try not to," Pheobe said.
She sat up but was hit with excruciating pain, so she laid back down.
The nurse ushered Prue and Piper out so that she could check Pheobe.
When the nurse moved Pheobe's gown so that she could change the bandage on her stomach, Pheobe saw the stitches and staples across her abdomen.
"Was that from the accident?" Pheobe asked the nurse.
"I guess so," the woman answered her, not really sure.
It didn't look like the type of injury a person would sustain from being in a car accident. The only explanation for a wound like that was that this woman had had a cesarean C-section even though there was nothing on her chart that indicated she had recently had a child.
"When can I go home?" Pheobe asked.
"I'll have to ask the doctor. Probably a couple of days," the nurse said before walking out of the room, where she told Prue and Piper they could come back in.
"Help us," came a voice no louder than a whisper.
"Did you hear that?" Pheobe asked her sisters.
"Hear what?" Piper asked, bouncing Chris on her knee.
"Nothing," Pheobe answered.
A Few days Later
"Ready to come home?" Prue asked her little sister, helping her pack her stuff.
"God, yes. If I have to eat any more hospital food, I think I'll puke," Pheobe said.
"You mean like yesterday when you ate the jell-O," Piper teased.
"Jell-O is not supposed to taste like that," Pheobe retorted. "Let's go. It makes me sick just thinking about it."
Prue picked up her bag while Piper carried the kids and they left the hospital.
"Did you hear that?" Pheobe asked, as they walked out to the car.
"What?" Prue asked.
"It sounds like a baby crying," Pheobe said.
Prue pointed to a couple a few cars away, the woman holding a newborn baby.
"It's probably his or her feeding time," Prue explained.
"Yeah, that's probably it," Pheobe said, not really believing it.
When they arrived home, Pheobe walked aimlessly around the house, not really sure what she was looking for. She couldn't explain it, but something was missing.
She looked into the empty room that was across from her own. It was there that she heard the cry again and for a brief moment the room changed from being empty with white walls, to a baby boy's room where an infant was in the crib. After a moment it flashed back to normal.
She shook it off, unsure of what it meant and walked to her own room.
Her abdomen was still sore so she got her medication out of her purse and was about to walk down the stairs for a glass of water when she dropped the bottle which rolled under the bed. She reached down, trying not to hurt her stomach any more than she had to. Instead of the pills, she came across a box and pulled it out, not remembering what it was.
It was a small wooden chest and when she opened it, memories flooded her mind. These were Cole's things, things she had tucked away, not ready to get rid of them. She picked up each item, placing it next to her heart, remembering her love.
"Pheobe. Help Us. He needs you," a voice said.
This time Pheobe was sure that it wasn't her imagination. That was Cole. She would know his voice anywhere. She picked up the last item in the box, their wedding ring, a symbol of their love.
As soon as she picked it up, she was hit with a premonition.
So, how was it? If I was unclear, the Cleaners erased their memories of Cole coming back and the baby.