A Hidden Truth
Barbecuing
A/N: I am updating pretty soon after I updated the last time! Yay for me! So, nobody but my friend actually read the whole author's note? I already told her what her special treat was, so I guess you just will have to go through life not knowing what you could've gotten. Sucks for you! Oh, ya, this chapter might suck, because I have writer's block. Actually, that's not true; I can write other people's stories (such as CharmedMew's), just not my own. And lastly, I'm going to say that Coop came in a few episodes sooner than he did on the show. Oh ya, read my friend's story "The Curse of the Belly Dancers." Search the author 'peaceonchicken'. Then click on her story. And please review so she doesn't come whining to me about it. She's quite annoying!
Disclaimer: When cats fly, dinosaurs once again roam the earth, every single Hollywood marriage lasts at least one year, and rap is the favorite style of music throughout every age group is when I will own Charmed.
Paige, Piper, and Phoebe were in the waiting room…well…waiting. I mean what'd'ya expect, for them to be barbecuing in the waiting room? Actually, you're right. They were barbecuing. Of course the doctors were a little skeptical about it at first, but-yes; of course I was being sarcastic!
Now I'm going to have to start over because of this whole barbequing thing. Now, where was I? Oh, yes; I remember.
Paige, Piper, and Phoebe were in the waiting room waiting for the doctors to come out and say that Peyton was out of surgery. It had been an hour. In order to pass the time, they had been barbecuing…just kidding! In order to pass the time, they had been talking about whatever came to mind. One thing specifically was Phoebe's new "friend", Coop. She kept denying anything between them and saying she didn't want there to be anything between them. However, being her sisters, Paige and Piper knew better. Phoebe had a problem with running from love. If she got too close, she would leave. That's just how it had always been with Phoebe.
But, you know what? This story isn't about Phoebe, okay? Remember the summary said "PaigeCentric"? Ya, and that's how it's gonna stay.
"So how's Henry?" Phoebe asked, turning the subject away from herself.
"Oh, my God; I haven't told Henry about Peyton yet! I need to call him!" Paige said, reaching into her bag to locate her cell phone. "I just hope he still wants to be with me after he finds out."
"Aw, sweetie; of course he'll still want to be with you! He loves you. Nothing is gonna tear him away," Phoebe said.
"Don't go all 'Ask Phoebe' on me right now, okay?" Paige snapped.
"Whoa there, missy. Take it easy. I was just being honest. I didn't know that being honest was a bad thing," Phoebe said defensively.
"I'm sorry, Phoebe. It's just my emotions are kind of crazy," Paige said apologetically. "It's just one minute I'm happy that I have Peyton back, and the next, I'm balling my eyes out because of what's happening now."
"It's okay, Paigey," Phoebe said. Just as Phoebe closed her big mouth, a doctor came out.
"Are you family of Peyton Andrews?" the doctor said.
"Yes, we are; is she okay?" Paige asked quickly.
"The surgery went quite well. There were no problems whatsoever. We were able to stop the bleeding. She has a few broken bones, but it's nothing major. You can go in and see her now."
"Thank you, doctor. What room is she in?" Paige said.
"Room 398," the doctor said.
"C'mon, let's go," Phoebe said. As the Charmed Ones walked into the room, they noticed somebody else next to Peyton's bed. It was a Tyler, and she was trying to smother Peyton. But then, it shape-shifted to look like a demon. "Hey! Get away from her!"
Piper threw out her hands to blow the demon up, but it barely made her stumble back.
"Crap!" Piper said. Then, Tyler shimmered out, taking Peyton with her.
A/N: I'm evil! Please review! Oh ya, don't forget to read my friend's story "The Curse of the Belly Dancers." Search the author 'peaceonchicken'. Then click on her story. And please review so she doesn't come whining to me about it. She's quite annoying! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!
