Please Be Careful With My Heart

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Ok! on with the story…

Chapter 7

Penny and Victor opened the hospital doors and went straight to the customer information service. "Halliwell, please. Patty Halliwell, she was brought here with her daughter."

"Uh… No Patty Halliwell is confined in here."

"She's not confined. She's… she is…" Grams stuttered.

"She's already dead when they brought her here." Victor said with so much stress. 'I don't need this right now.'

The nurse was hit with the truth "OH. I'm so sorry, Mam, Sir."

A SFPD officer overheard the conversation. 'They are the family of that woman.' he thought as he approached them. "Uh, excuse me. Did you say Halliwell?"

Victor and Penny looked at him with confusion.

"I'm Mark Landon, SFPD officer. I was in the place when the accident happened. I'm sorry for your loss."

he explained. He led them into the waiting room and let them sit.

"You were there? Then how did it happen? And where is my daughter, she was with her mother? How is she?" Victor bombarded Mark with so many questions.

"The girl, she was brought here. I think they're still working on her. Apparently, a snatcher was running from a cop, he knocked the girl into the middle of the road. She didn't see the car coming. Then a woman came into the scene, pushed the girl onto to the sidewalk. But didn't have the chance to get herself out of the way, she was hit full force and died right then and there." he hated it, explaining to the family how their loved one died. The mere fact that they lost someone was enough damage.

"She gave her life up for our daughter." Victor contemplated. "She was a hero. My wife's a hero."

"Piper, her daughter, how is she? You said she was brought here. Why, what's wrong with her?" Penny asked. Her daughter just died, there's nothing she could do about that. So she resorted all her attention to what she still have, her granddaughter.

"Well, she was not hit by the car. But the medics found her unconscious at the scene with no pulse." Mark explained what he knows. Then he saw the doctor enter the room, "I think he can provide you with more information. Doctor Michael." he acknowledged the doctor. Penny and Victor just approached the doctor, they will approach anybody who can give them the information they need.

"Piper Halliwell, she's my daughter. He said she was found with no pulse. Please tell me you have revived her, please." Victor pleaded.

"We have. According to the tests we did on her, she had an attack when the accident happened. Her heart just stopped, we got no response from her for almost ten minutes." he paused to let the family absorb everything. "She has a congenital heart disease. I'm sure you're already aware of that."

Penny and Victor nodded.

"Well, this attack has made her heart even more weaker. You should be extra-careful from now on. A heart surgery is an option, but we're not in a hurry. The surgery can be done sooner or later. "

"Can we see her?" Penny asked.

"Yes. But I have to let her stay here at least until tonight, for observation." the doctor led them to Piper's room.

Immediately, Penny and Victor ran up to Piper's pale form and just touched her gently to let her know that everything's gonna be fine, though it didn't look like it.

"Patty Halliwell is in the morgue. I just want to let you know. Maybe you would want to see her." The doctor said, detached from the emotions surging from Penny and Victor.

"I'll go with you." Mark offered Victor.

Victor nodded. "Penny?"

Penny just stared intently at Piper, and without looking at Victor, shook her head no. The tears sliding down her cheeks. Victor understood her and just left. 'I want to remember her with full of life and happiness in her face. I want to remember the Patty I used to watch as she played with her daughters. Patty, forgive me.'

Then she stroked her granddaughter's face and brushed away her hair. "You look so much like her. I'm so sorry you had to experience this. If only I can prevent this from happening, I will. I don't want you to get hurt. You and your sisters." Then she looked up at the ceiling. "This should not be this way. It should be me. I should go first. I'm supposed to go first, not my daughter. How could you take her away from us this way?" she said with so much emotions. She didn't want to blame God for anything, but this situation sucks, she didn't know who's to blame for everything. She cried bitterly, and just kissed and hugged her granddaughter.

Back at home, Prue immediately searched the house for her sister, Piper. 'Maybe she wasn't with her when it happened. Maybe she's in her room, reading.' But Piper was not in there, Prue just went down to the living room and stared at the phone, she waited for the call that will inform her of Piper's safety.

As Prue expected, the phone rang and she answered it quckly. "Grams, where are you? How's Piper?"

"She's fine, dear. They will let her go home tonight. So don't worry about her, ok?!" Grams assured Prue.

"OK." Prue paused to comtemplate if she should ask her Grams this, "Uhm... Grams? Did you see her? Mom? Did you see Mom?"

"Uh... no. But your father did. Don't get mad at me, honey. But I can't do it. I want to remember the best times we had with her. I'm sorry." Grams explained.

"It's ok, Grams. I understand. Me too, I don't want to see her in that state." Prue can't help but imagine her mother lifeless lying on some table covered with white cloth, but she tried to erased it from her mind. "Anyway, Grams. It's good you called, i was worried sick. And Phoebe, I don't know how to act around her. Grams, I'm sorry. But I don't know what to say to her."

"It's fine. You don't have to, if it's too hard. We'll do it together, when your father and I get home." Grams comforted her through the phone.

"OK grams. I'll wait. Be safe, ok? Bye." as she put the phone to its cradle and then all the emotion she had been bottling up in the car on the way home came to her suddenly then she laid down the sofa and hugged herself.

Phoebe, on the other hand, entered the manor slowly. She was expecting, no, hoping for her mother to appear out of nowhere and shouts 'SURPRISE!' but no one appeared. 'Maybe she's in the kitchen preparing my favorite, Chocolate Mousse.' so she ran fast to the kitchen with a smile on her face. But her smile faded when she saw that there was nobody there. 'In my room, I'm sure they're all there with their gifts for me.' she again bounce up the stairs with a smile on her face, but it again faded when she found her empty. She stood in the centre of her room, and looked at everything. Then her eyes landed upon a picture of her mom, she ran to get it and then shouted, "You're so unfair! How could you be so unfair? You have hurt me so much. How could you leave me? On my birthday, no less. We just got closer. I have so many plans for the two of us. I want to bond with you more. I want you to see me graduate. I want you to meet my first boyfriend. I want you to see me get married. How could you take all my dreams away with you? I hate you!" Then she smashed the picture to the wall and just laid down her bed, hugged herself, and cried herself to sleep.

That night Victor entered Phoebe's room, he knew that Phoebe's found out about Patty when he saw her wife's picture, shattered on the floor. He went to her daughter's sleeping form and tried to hug her. Phoebe woke up from her restless sleep and found her dad beside her. Then her heart crumbled, "Dad! Tell me, it's not true. Please, Dad!" Phoebe pleaded as she hugged her father tightly.

But Victor just kissed her daughter's forehead and comforted her.

"No! Dad, no! You don't understand. I NEED HER." She disentangled herself out of her father's arms and stood up in front of him. "You have to do something. We can't just let her leave us this way. She's your wife! What? You're just gonna accept it? You're not gonna do anything?! Victor just stared at her. "Then maybe you don't love her. Maybe you never did." Phoebe accused her father.

Victor, surprised and hurt at the same time by Phoebe's outburst, suddenly stood up. "There's nothing I can do! If I could just trade my life for her, I would. But I can't! And You have NO right to accuse me of anything. I've loved your mother so much, maybe more than you can ever imagine. You can accuse me of anything you want, but don't tell me that I've never loved your mother." Then Victor went on his way out of Phoebe's room, but stopped and said without turning his head. "Don't act like you're the only one who can feel the pain. Yes, you've lost your mother. But I've lost my wife." Then he exited the room.

Phoebe just sat on her bed, stunned by her own outburst and the pain she saw in her father's face. She cried hysterically for her loss and for the pang that she had caused her father.

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