NO UPDATE! JUST CORRECTED SOME SPELLING MISTAKES NOW THAT THE SUN IS UP AND I CAN SEE MY HAND IN FRONT OF MY EYES!:-)

I know you like probably, like totally, like hate me right now and I like absolutely, like 100 , like deserve it. But puhleeeeeezzze forgive me!!!!(insert the cutest set of puppy dog eyes you can imagine)

I´ve constantly been writing little bits and pieces in the last few weeks. But it was more correction and changing than really going on with the story. Frustrating, I´m telling ya!

But tonight I really felt the need to post another part of my baby for you to read and review. (puleeze?)

But I had a hard week and am dead tired so please excuse if I don´t answer any rewiews this time. I´ll do it in the next chapter, which you , I promise, won´t have to wait for this long.

Just this much: Thanks to all of you out there who take the time to give me a feedback. Without you I probably wouldn´t have managed to get myself together and post this.

Don´t own anything except the Laptop I´m using right know and a coffee stained copy of Kate Fox´s "Watching the English"

Peace and Out.

Under the Weather

When Phoebe woke up the first thing she felt was the throbbing headache and the very annoying dizziness that usually came along with a nasty concussion and the white, hot pain running up and down her back.

But no matter how hard she tried to get her braincells back in order she just couldn´t remember what the hell had caused this torture or why there was splintered wood poking her bud.

She painfully rolled over onto her belly and off of the debris that used to be a table. When she finally was in a halfway comfortable position Phoebe lifted her head and slowly opened her eyes to look around the room. At first her vision was blurry and everything was more or less gray but with the help of some blinking the colour slowly came back and with that she could make out some shapes.

She gasped when she recognized the groaning heap next to the door to be her youngest sister and all the events of the day came rushing back at her.

"Oh my god!"

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Paige jerked when she heard Phoebe. So far she hadn´t been able to focus on anything except the pain she felt basically everywhere but worst in her left shoulder and her left leg, which she assumed was heavily bruised, maybe even broken, judging by the way it throbbed.

She heard Phoebe calling out for her. "Paige?...Paige! Can you here me?...Damn it! Paige!"

Paige groggily uttered, "Yes Phoebe. I can hear you. "

Using her uninjured arm and leg she propped herself up and pushed back until she was resting against the wall with her eyes still closed.

"Hey Phoebes? How are you doing? Are you hurt?" she asked towards where she assumed Phoebe to be.

Phoebe, happy to see Paige was still alive, answered, "Uuh, no...I don´t think so... Concussion... but other than that just a little worse for the wear."

Paige then mentally checked herself over and came to the conclusion, "Same here, except a possibly broken leg and an injured shoulder instead of the concussion."

Satisfied that one sister was fine Phoebe called out to the other people that she remembered were in the room with her when the demon attacked. "Piper? Chris? You alright?"

Phoebe knew something was utterly wrong when she didn´t get a response from either of them. She got up on her knees and legs and started to pull herself upright with the help of the bed all the while frantically calling out for her sister and nephew.

Paige hearing the urgency in Phoebe´s voice finally opened her eyes and took in the scene displayed in front of her. Phoebe couldn´t see around the corner of the bed yet to where Piper and Chris were but Paige from her location near the door very well could.

And what she saw knocked the air out of her lungs. Her heart seemed to stop beating for a few seconds when she saw Piper leaning against the nightstand, blood dribbling down the side of her face from a cut a little below her hairline.

Even worse was the sight of Chris. He was lying parallel to the bed on his back with his head turned away from her and towards the bed. But what scared her the most was the huge red stain spreading all over his chest. His T-shirt seemed to be soaked in blood.

Realizing that those two needed help... and soon... her body sprung back into action. "Oh god, Phoebe! Hurry, get over there. Piper and Chris got hurt!"

Phoebe, who had finally managed to get on her two feet, walked around the bed still fighting the dizziness and nausea and felt very much like Paige when she first saw them. "No!" Phoebe breathed almost inaudibly before clasping a hand over her mouth as if she wanted to stop herself from crying out in fear, whose tiny tendrils seemed to slowly but fiercely sling themselves around her heart to strangle and suffocate her.

After that brief moment of shock she remembered that they needed her to pull herself together now and do what had to be done. So she took a few steadying breaths to keep the nausea in check which seemed to become even worse when she saw and smelled the blood.

Phoebe lowered her aching body down to the floor and quickly checked Piper´s pulse which she found, despite the circumstances, to be strong and steady. She could only pray to whatever entity was listening that the baby was ok. Well, at least big Chris hadn´t disappeared yet.

Phoebe gently ran her fingers down her sisters face while she tried to wake her up. "Piper ? Piper,can you hear me? Please Piper answer me!"

But she failed to get a response which, to put it frankly, scared the living shit out of her. So she gave up for the moment and settled herself next to her nephew.

In the meantime Paige had started to call for Leo seeing as she couldn´t seem to make her way over to the bed without being in serious danger of passing out. But so far no sparkling blue lights had announced his arrival yet.

Sitting with her injured nephew Phoebe couldn´t keep the tears from forming in her eyes when she gently turned Chris´ head towards her and saw the blood running down from his mouth to the back of his neck and the puddle that had formed where the trail met the carpet. She didn´t even want to imagine the stain underneath the rest of his body.

Phoebe could easily tell that he was still breathing because she could practically hear the air rattling through his chest into his blood filled lungs, which frightened her more than it brought actual relief.

Chris´s eyes were tightly closed obviously in pain and for the moment Phoebe couln´t tell if he was conscious or not because he had yet to react to her touch. "Where the hell is Leo? What is taking him so long?"

Paige interrupted her yelling for her brother-in-law for a moment to answer her sister. "I don´t know! Something is wrong here! How are they doing?"

Phoebe run her hand through Chris hair while saying "I don´t know about Piper other than that she hit her head pretty badly and that her pulse is strong. But what I do know is that if Chris doesn´t get help, and soon, he´ll bleed to death!!!"

That scared Paige even more and left only one thing for her to do, to keep calling for Leo.

On the other side of the room Phoebe kept her hand caressing Chris´face and tried to coax him into waking up by softly speaking soothing words to him.

"Chris? Can you hear me? Come on Chris open your eyes for me, I know you can do it. ..Chris? Chris!"

She felt another rush of adrenaline surge through her body when he finally seemed to stir.

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Chris was in a dark and lonely place. There wasn´t even a single beam of light illuminating his surroundings. No real sound either. The only thing he could hear was this ... white noise, periodically changing from soft and almost gone to deafening. And the intervals were getting shorter.

But Chris didn´t care.

He didn´t see and didn´t hear. He didn´t speak or listen. He didn´t fear, regret or struggle, wasn´t happy or satisfied, neither hoping nor despising. Chris wasn´t too weak to fight and not too strong to give up. He wasn´t longing, didn´t miss anything or anyone. There was no pain, no exhaustion, no broken spirit, no desperation, no wars to fight and no obstacles to overcome.

There was nothing left to do and even less left to say.

He just didn´t... could´t feel anything.

He just didn´t feel.

He just was.

And then his lovely aunt Phoebe just had to come and BLOW IT!!!

Lost somewhere in his emotional solitude there suddenly was something nagging at the back of his mind.

A voice, that is what it was. He involuntarily concentrated on it as it was the only concrete thing he had encountered in what seemed to be a while. The moment he realized it was Phoebe calling for him, all the darkness disappeared and Chris was hit by a blinding brightness which seemed to be made of liquid fire and scorched his very being.

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Phoebe felt relief flooding her when she saw those beautiful green orbs of Chris´s even though they were glazed over from the pain and exhaustion. But a second later it was replaced with panic when Chris´ back suddenly arched off the floor. "Chris, no!!!"

He seemed to be trying to escape the torture and swung his arms around in a blind search for something to hold onto. Phoebe grabbed one of his hands with hers and used her other arm to push him back to the floor, afraid that he would hurt himself even further.

"Chris, Chris listen to me? You have to calm down! Chris please, can you hear me? Dammit!!!"

But a second later he slumped back to the floor, going limp as if all his strength had left him and left him gasping, desperately trying to force oxygen into his battered lungs. And his eyes showed Phoebe very well what an agony he was in when they fixed on her.

"Mom?", he rasped barely audible.

Phoebe moved her hand back from his chest to his sweaty face while her other was still strongly grasping Chris´s.

"She is ok, sweety. She hit her head and hasn´t really woken ..."

Phoebe wanted to reassure him that Piper would be fine and wasn´t in imminent danger no matter if she believed it herself or not, but Chris interrupted her.

"Where´s ... dad?"

Phoebe really wanted to know that herself. "I don´t know, Chris. We´ve been constantly calling him but he hasn´t come yet. Probably the elders again. But I´m sure hell be here soon."

"No... promised wouldn´t ... let them!" This sent a new set of tears running down the sisters faces. His breathing was getting more and more shallow but erratic at the same time. And he started coughing up blood which sent more drops of crimson red liquid down the side of his face.

Phoebe bent down to kiss his burning forehead. She could easily see that Chris was fading ... fast. "He´ll be here soon. I promise!"

But the frown on Chris forehead only got deeper and then he suddenly gasped. "The potion...can´t hear ... you."

At first neither Phoebe nor Paige, who tried to follow the conversation while still calling for Leo, understood what he meant. And then suddenly Phoebe´s eyes went wide when everything suddenly made sense.

Let me know what you think or I´ll have to threaten you with the puppy dog eyes again!!! Kidding.