Inanely insane
Chapter 1 – Newsflash
A/N: What can I say? Thanks for the reviews. Somehow it's nice to have a story around where you have no too big pressure, and I hope you like what I'm doing here.
Time: I think I should mention that… The incident with Bianca did not happen at all, and they're about the state of relationship from "Hot mamas", but Piper and Leo already did what they needed to do but no ones knows yet who Chris is or that Piper is pregnant.
Disclaimer: I seriously doubt the effectiveness of this, but still it does not belong to me.
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"Hey you!", Paige greeted happily when their new whitelighter orbed in. She was standing in the kitchen, next to the coffee machine, while an anxious Phoebe was waiting for her Cappuccino.
"Hi", Chris replied in a friendly tone that was really fake, but none of the two noticed it. He was still pretty angry about the night before where he had barely gotten any sleep, but he was very good at masking his emotions. Always had been.
"Want some coffee?", Paige chirped, obviously in a good mood. She had finally figured out how this stupid coffee machine could be inserted with new coffee filters, which she hadn't managed so far, a fact that had earned her 3 days without coffee since she had always failed to ask Piper about it and Phoebe knew less about that thing than she did.
"No thanks", Chris declined. He didn't really like coffee and was not in the mood to drink one either.
Phoebe looked at Chris in suspicion. Somehow he seemed weird to her, but she had that feeling a lot. Get a grip!, she scolded herself. What's wrong with not wanting coffee?
"So what's on your schedule today?", Paige asked in a friendly while she poured some coffee for herself and her older sister who was in desperate need of some caffeine.
"Nothing out of the ordinary, but I'm going to need the power of three for a vanquish some time today, when are you free?", he asked, pretending to be in a light mood.
"At lunch I think, that's when we all should be available. My new temp job is a little crazy but I got lunch break from 1 to 2 pm", Paige said while trying to find a spoon to stir her coffee.
Chris raised an eyebrow. "What's so crazy about it?"
"Well, I'm working at a company that makes coffee filters at the moment and I'm in quality assurance. I have to make sure every filter has the same shade of brown, because some costumers complained", Paige explained. "My whole day seems to be centered on coffee today, doesn't it?", she asked while handing one of the cups, now both equipped with small spoons to her sister.
"Appears so", Chris agreed, even though he didn't know what except for that job was so coffee centered about that day.
"Well, I gotta go. Just call me when you need me for that vanquish", Paige told him and then left the kitchen, still carrying her cup of coffee.
This left Phoebe with an uneasy feeling. She didn't really like to be alone with the young whitelighter. She had had no problem at first, but ever since she had received her power of empathy she had felt weird in his company. She couldn't exactly read him, but she always had some strange sense in the back of her mind when she was around him, that sent shivers up and down her spine. It wasn't as strong when she was around him in the company of someone else, but when there were just the two of them she felt as if she was a character in some horror movie who didn't recognize the enemy until it was too late.
Whatever the reason for her feelings was, deep inside she knew there was something seriously wrong about that guy. Let alone the fact that he always appeared to be wearing sweaters even when it was hot summer outside was creepy to her.
Still she smiled at him and pretended as if there was nothing. "So, how was your night?"
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Piper took a deep breath. She couldn't help it, but she was very reluctant to open her eyes which she had closed just some seconds ago.
She was holding something in her hand which could be the key to a major change in her life. Funny that a thing like that was to be discovered sitting on a toilet holding a stick.
She didn't know which outcome was better for her, and on some level she didn't really want to know what was real and what was not. That was the reason she had closed her eyes previously.
She was taking a pregnancy test. She had been feeling weird lately, weird in a way she had only experienced when she had been pregnant with Wyatt and her monthly visit of uncomfortableness was way overdue. And she had realized with fear that the one time both she and her former husband had gotten weak they had not taken any precautions. She hadn't taken any since she hadn't thought she would have any contact of that sort anytime soon anyway and he had probably simply forgotten about it.
So now she was looking at the possible result. Or rather not looking, since she was way too scared of what it could possibly be to open her eyes. If it was negative she would probably be disappointed, since she had somehow on some level liked the thought, but if it was positive her life was about to be so complicated, but then again, she could be going to be a mom again. What could be better news?
She had absolutely no idea what she should hope for. But she was beginning to feel that she could not keep up with the tension of not knowing much longer, so she finally decided to open her eyes again.
She stared at the strip and at the color it had taken after she had peed on it. Until she realized she had no idea what that color meant.
She turned around and grabbed the box to look it up.
There it was.
What she had wanted to know.
She slipped down to the floor and stared at nothing in particular while she was trying to get a hold of the various emotions that were fighting for avail.
She was pregnant.
She was going to be a mom again.
Wyatt would have a little sibling.
She would not have Leo around to help her with this.
She was going to have to handle two children on her own now.
And she had absolutely no idea whether she should be overjoyed right now or burst into tears. Everything had turned so complicated from one second to the next that it was just too much for her to really understand, but then again, a small miracle was growing inside her now.
Joy or sorrow?
That was a hard question for her to answer.
She closed her eyes and breathed deeply.
And a smile crept its way upon her face. For the moment all her instincts were telling her how wonderful this was. And she couldn't deny that. So happiness had won.
But what was she going to do? Should she tell Leo, or her sisters?
If she told Leo he might reverse his decision to become an elder, but was that even possible? Even though it would be wonderful for her, could she really be so selfish and stop the love of her life's destiny?
And what would her sisters say? If she told Phoebe it would probably be only a matter of time, of very short time until Leo knew as well and she would have to face her troubles. But she couldn't just tell Paige and exclude Phoebe, that was unfair to her, since the two of them had known each other a lot longer than Piper had known Paige.
No, it was better if she kept it to herself. At least for now.
She finally decided stand up and leave the bathroom. When she got out she met Paige.
"What are you smiling about?", her youngest sister asked her confusedly, as it was not Piper's habit to come smiling like that out of the bathroom.
"Oh, I just checked that we weren't out of toothpaste as I thought, so I don't need to go shopping today", Piper said, while she realized this was probably the most stupid excuse she had ever invented.
Paige would've questioned this further, but she didn't have a lot of time anymore, so she decided to get back to it later. So she just went to the bathroom.
"Piper?", Piper heard her sister ask just after she had entered.
"Yes?"
"We are out of toothpaste."
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Chris had absolutely no intention of telling Phoebe about his night. He had the feeling that it would not really be a nice story to tell if he said, I couldn't sleep because that annoying mother of mine made so much noise and then I started to cut myself, which could lift my mood slightly. Instead he chose to say, "Ok"
"Well…", Phoebe started without really having an ending to her sentence. Somehow her small talk abilities weren't half as good when she was around their whitelighter. So she decided there was no small talk necessary. But the bottom of her cup which was clearly visible by now told her it was time for a new cup of coffee.
She stood up and went to the coffee machine. She poured the hot liquid into her cup and tried carefully to avoid Chris' eyes. Standing so close to him made the hairs in the back of her neck stand up, but she hoped he didn't see. But the chance that he did was pretty high, due to her current haircut.
She turned around and wanted to get back to her seat, but she misjudged the distance between her and Chris, and bumped right into him, pouring the hot liquid right over his arm.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!", she exclaimed, "We need to cool that, sorry", she said and without further thinking she pulled up his sleeve to put his arm under the tap. But what she saw there was shocking. His arm was covered in scars, some old some new, some small some huge.
In shock she looked up only to be met with a glare from her clearly not amused whitelighter.
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A/N: I have absolutely no idea how this got so coffee centered…
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