Paige was completely speechless. She knew Grams and she had spent time with her before she passed but her birth mom? They had only seen her in pictures.
Paige just looked on as all her of her sisters rushing towards them with hugs and tears. It was as if time froze for a moment and she completely forgot where she was.
The scene continued to unfold and Grams was the first to notice Paige standing to the side.
She turned and observed her second youngest granddaughter. Grams had been with them a few months before she passed and before she learned all of Paige's quirks.
Paige snapped back to reality when she felt a hand touch hers. She came eye to eye with her grandmother; the one who had saved her and Penny's lives and willingly fought to bring them into this family.
She was so shocked to see them in the flesh. These women she had dreamt about knowing her entire life.
"Are you alright dear?" Grams asked.
Paige looked her in the eye, "just shocked," she answered. Grams smirked, "we are too, but I'd say this is a pretty spectacular gift," she pulled Paige in for a hug.
Paige embraced her, she had missed this. She loved her sisters but sometimes she just needed an extra hug from someone who knew…a motherly hug. She didn't even realize how much she needed it until now.
Penny stood next to Patty; she quietly looked her up and down. She was so much more than her 13 year old mind could imagine; pictures did her mother no justice, she was stunning.
She was speaking to Piper and embracing her and she knew she was next.
They caught eyes and Patty reached out her hands. Penny took them and faced her, Patty just stared at Penny, her baby.
Tears filled her eyes as she looked her over; she turned to Prue, "Your Grams wasn't kidding when she said she was a spitting image of you, seeing you from up there just wasn't enough to tell," she laughed.
"Come here sweetheart," Patty embraced her. "My baby," she whispered. "I never thought this day would come." Penny wiped her face, she was crying as well.
Last was Paige, Patty immediately walked over to her and embraced her without saying a word.
Paige closed her eyes and held on tight, she never wanted to let go. When they first returned she felt like it would take forever for the healing to come, but this…This changes everything.
Piper watched as Phoebe ran in and out the kitchen to get things ready in the dining room for dinner; she was standing next to Grams cooking away, something she never thought would happen again.
"What are you thinking about?" Grams interrupted her thoughts.
"I wish I could freeze this moment," she looked at Grams who was grinning at her.
"Oh stop it, I know I can technically freeze, but I mean keep this moment forever, I don't want it to pass," Piper replied.
"I know darling, I do too, let's put this in the oven and go check on your sisters," Grams handed Piper the dish and opened the oven for her to place it in.
Piper smiled and grabbed her hand as the exited the kitchen.
"Where's mom?" Piper asked looking around.
"Upstairs with Prue," Penny looked up from setting down the pieces of silverware. "Penelope, gentle darling," Grams said as Penny knocked over an empty glass on the table.
Grams walked over and pointed, "You set the spoon here, and the forks here," she showed her youngest granddaughter.
Penny looked up and smiled, "Thanks Grams," she took them and set them down the way Grams showed her. "Like this?" she asked. "Perfect!" Grams winked at Phoebe who was quietly watching and went to find Paige.
Prue sat at her vanity and heard a quiet knock on the door; she looked up to see her mom entering the room.
She had just finished showering and was quietly bushing her hair before going back downstairs to be with the family.
"Prue?" Patty called out. "I was looking for you, Paige said you were up here, are you alright?" she asked walking over to Prue.
Prue looked at her in the mirror. She wasn't used to having this kind of attention where someone was asking if she was okay and asking to take care of her. She missed that. When Grams was alive Prue had to be responsible but not nearly as responsible as she is now.
Patty walked over and hugged her from behind, "You've had it the toughest, I'm so sorry," She kissed her head.
Prue closed her eyes and held her moms hand that was wrapped around her shoulder. "No, its okay," she answered quietly.
"For what it's worth, you're doing an amazing job Prudence, I am so proud of you," Prue gave a small smile, something she hadn't done in a while.
Patty picked up the brush off the vanity and started brushing Prue's long dark locks. Prue sat quietly; she felt like a little girl again, it was a good feeling.
Patty watched Prue's face; she could tell there was a lot going on in her head, she could see pain in her eyes and it broke her heart.
She and Grams knew small details about what happened and mostly it came from Phoebe herself when Grams came to see them during the whole thing.
Patty was told she was sent here to help heal her family so they can battle the way they are supposed to.
She rolled her eyes at thought of the elders; they were no help even after death.
"Are you struggling?" Patty directly asked.
She had always imagined these moments before she passed away. Moments where she would counsel her girls in their older lives but she never made it to that point, she never got to have that mother daughter time offering them advice.
"I…" Prue drifted off.
It was hard to admit this to the one person she desperately wanted to make proud.
"What is it sweetheart?" Prue looked up and her green eyes were sparkling with tears, "I feel like I'm failing every single day," she whispered.
Patty pulled Prue up and moved over to the bed, "you know what, I often felt that way with you girls while I was alive and I felt it even more when I died. You're not supposed to be perfect at it, but to me, you're very close," Patty traced over Prue's freckles with her finger.
"You're not their mom but yet you have stepped in where I fell short and have protected this family. I'm so proud of whom you have become and this was a minor setback that you had no control over. They need you Prue and they love you so dearly, I can see it." Patty pulled Prue in and embraced her.
She just held on to her like she used to when Prue was a little girl. After such a brutal few weeks of not knowing if she would live or die, Prue felt safe. "Time for dinner," Penny's voice filled the silence.
Dinner was a whirlwind. So many women chatting together, laughing, telling stories, catching their mom and grams up on life. There were tears too but at the same time it was part of healing.
Patty looked around the table. This is how she had always pictured it when they were young.
All her girls together under one roof with her and her mom living life, this is how it should have been. But because of the elders, rules, and death, it was taken away from them.
She looked at each of them in the face, memorizing every detail. Watching them from up there was not the same as being front in center hearing their voices and watching their detailed facial expression. They had grown so much.
She couldn't help but feel a little bit bitter to have missed so much of their lives, all this magic but the elders couldn't save her. It was frustrating to be reminded.
But she also realized what a gift these few days would be and she planned to make the best of every moment.