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Finding Her PlaceChapter 1
Piper Jones pulled the coffee stained, moth bitten bed covers up to her chin, desperately fighting the urge to hide under them as another sob escaped her parched lips. A dull pain throbbed in the seventeen-year-olds chest, and tears slid down her ashen face. Her whole body ached, possibly from the latest demon attack, maybe from the hours she had spent in the same position, but most likely from the greatest loss a young woman could face.
In the past when Piper was this distraught, her mother would have held her close, while her father told funny stories or jokes, just to make her smile. It had always worked. But her parents were no longer here. Her parents were dead.
Piper longed for her mother's healing arms, her father's cheering voice. But she knew she would never feel or hear those things again, and that terrified her. The only thing keeping her going was the tiny life growing inside her. Her baby.
God, her parents had been fuming when they found out. They couldn't believe their little girl, their only child, was going to have a child of her own at such a young age. Piper had convinced them she would love the baby no matter what they said. Sarah and Nathan soon calmed down and realised they too would love the baby with all their hearts, even though it wouldn't be their biological grandchild. The fact that Piper was adopted never made any difference to them, so why would things be different with her baby?
That was the last thing Sarah and Nathan ever told their daughter, because then the demon attacked. The two witched had known this day would come. They knew that once the dark side realised who Piper was, they would come looking for her, attempting to eliminate the threat.
The evil creature had gone for Piper first, firing an electric blue ball of energy at her and knocking her into a wall. Of course, Piper had known of her powers all her life, but she had never battled a demon. Her parents had always forbidden it, which made no sense to Piper, as she was much more powerful than both her parents put together.
When the pregnant witch woke from being knocked unconscious, her first thoughts were for her baby. But some deep-rooted maternal instincts had told her the baby was fine. And then Piper noticed her parents…
Bile rose in Piper's throat as the image of her parents' bloodied and broken bodies crashed into her mind. She forced herself from the less-than-satisfactory motel bed and dashed for the bathroom, ignoring her cramped and stiff limbs. Piper dropped onto the floor and emptied the contents of her stomach into the toilet. At two months along, Piper still had a lot more morning sickness to endure.
'How can someone be sick if they haven't eaten for two days?' Piper wondered as she leant back against the peeling wallpaper.
Piper didn't know how long she stayed like that, curled up against the paper-thin wall, too exhausted to change position. The teenage witch let her mind drift to happier thoughts of the future with her baby. Somehow, as tired minds often do, hers made a jump from her baby to her birth family. Maybe she had brothers and sisters. Maybe she had nieces or nephews?
Ever since discovering she was adopted, Piper had wanted to meet her birth family. Not because she didn't love her adoptive parents, but because Piper had always felt different from them. Like she had an important destiny with her biological family. But of course, that was stupid
Little did Piper know that both her wish and her fantasy were about to be realised sooner than she thought…
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A/N. I know that was short and probably a bit boring, but it was just an introductory chapter, explaining stuff. Basically Piper was adopted, not Paige (you'll find out why later in the story) and Piper's always known she was a witch. And Piper's pregnant!
Please review and let me know if it's worth carrying on.