A/N: I'm getting a vibe off of this chapter that it's not as good as the previous ones, but every writer is their own toughest critic, so I'll let you guys be the judge.
Mediatorsk: Aw, thanks for the compliment! Good luck on writing your story, hope it all turns out like you want it to!
Lucy Knight: Actually the way Pam copes with stuff is the same way I cope with stuff, so that's primarily why I wrote that. Yeah, I used to write in notebooks before I got my own laptop, because I didn't want anyone else opening up my stories and reading them. (And by anyone, I mean my brother lol.) Now that I have my own computer, I find it hurts your hand a LOT less to type, plus I taught myself how to type faster than my mom! The only problem is that you're so used to typing that even writing a page of stuff by hand is like, agonizing lol.
anonymous: Yes, Piper really is gone. Sorry for the confusion, I hope things will become more clearer in this chapter.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
"Mom? You ready?" Pam asked from her bedroom door. Phoebe was wearing a black suit and staring at herself in the mirror.
"Yeah," she said with a deep breath. "I'm ready."
"Okay. Let's go." Pam walked over and put her arm around her mom's shoulder as they headed out the door and down the stairs.
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At the funeral, no one could stop crying. Pam had brought about ten packs of tissues just for the occasion. Seeing her mom all worked up like that never failed to bring a few tears to Pam's eyes. She tried to hide them though, and wiped them away as she stood next to Wyatt, the only other Halliwell to keep a straight face. Leo kept taking deep breaths to calm himself down, but it seemed that as soon as he did, someone else came up to talk to them about how they missed Piper, andhis sorrowful expression would return. The entire family wished there was some way to ease the pain, but they remembered past losses all too well. Everyone knew they were in for a lot of sorrow.
They saw so many people come to pay their respects that day. The coffin was practically cloaked in flowers and sympathy cards. Among the mourners was Mrs. Henderson, who came up, shook their hands, nodded understandingly, walked up to the casket with her head bowed, and left.
Hardly anyone said anything. For Pam, this was the first time she was meeting her grandfather Victor, and possibly the first time he had any knowledge whatsoever of her existence, she really didn't know. But she had had little opportunity to even talk to him. Of course it would be inappropriate to do so at a funeral, but he could've said something. Unless they had to, it seemed that nobody was even making comments like what they'd miss about Piper and such. It was eerily quiet, almost too eerie. Finally, Leo broke the silence.
"I still can't believe things were supposed to happen this way," Leo muttered. "I still don't know why they wouldn't let me heal her. Chris came back from the future to try to correct this. So why did she still die on his fourteenth birthday?"
"Some things you just can't change," Phoebe sniffled. "And it's not fair. It's really not fair. But sometimes a bad thing taking place will turn out to be better than it not taking place. …Does that make sense?"
"Everything happens for a reason," Paige clarified. Leo nodded, but by now he was sick and tired of that crap saying. He looked over at his sons.
"I just hope he's supposed to stop Wyatt from turning evil."
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Things were even harder to stomach at the burial. The emotions felt by everyone as they watched the coffin get placed next to Prue's were too powerful for words. They would've done anything to get her back. In particular, Leo was feeling guilty about the entire thing. He had been able to heal so many people in the past, but he couldn't save his own wife. Phoebe too was feeling ashamed. If only she had listened to Piper when she felt that something bad was going to happen those many months ago. She many not have been the psychic in the family, but that didn't mean that she didn't have Wiccan intuition. And even though Victor had come to accept his daughters as the witches they were, he was once again starting to question whether or not they should think about getting rid of their powers. He pushed the idea out of his mind instantly. He didn't want to cause an argument, especially not today of all days. Victor knew they had a job to do, a very important one at that. A job that often comes with a deadly price.
When I think back on these times
And the dreams we left behind
I'll be glad 'cause I was blessed to get to have you in my life
When I look back on these days
I'll look and see your face
You were right there for me
In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky
In my heart there'll always be a place for you, for all my life
I'll keep a part of you with me
And everywhere I am, there you'll be
And everywhere I am, there you'll be
Well you showed me how it feels
To feel the sky within my reach
And I always will remember all the strength you gave to me
Your love made me make it through
Oh, I own so much to you
You were right there for me
In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky
In my heart there'll always be a place for you, for all my life
I'll keep a part of you with me
And everywhere I am, there you'll be
'Cause I always saw in you my light, my strength
And I wanna thank you now for all the ways
You were right there for me
You were right there for me
You were right there for me
For always
In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky
In my heart there'll always be a place for you, for all my life
I'll keep a part of you with me
And everywhere I am, there you'll be
And everywhere I am, there you'll be
There you'll be
A/N: The song I've used in this chapter is Faith Hill's "There You'll Be." A lot of people will probably remember it from the Pearl Harbor Soundtrack. Sorry if I'm boring you guys with these somewhat filler-type chapters. The next one is where the plot really picks up again! So stay tuned! ...lol, stay tuned to a computer screen.
I know this is going to be an idiotic-sounding and completely, 100 percent off-topic statement, but: Woo! LIVE 8 ON SATURDAY! Sorry, I'm just really exited about it! God I sound pathetic...