Post by StoryGirl83 on Jun 19, 2009 17:59:38 GMT -5
Chapter Eight – Picnic . . . Interrupted
With Chris coming to work as a chef at The Manor, Piper Halliwell had, for the first time in almost three months, felt that she had room to breathe when it came to her restaurant. And it felt so good she was planning on looking for another chef. The end of the previous year had not been good to her with the loss of a number of employees for various reasons . . . really, moving across country was no excuse . . . and so she found herself here.
Piper looked up at her husband, Leo Wyatt. It was nice to have a day off. The look on Leo’s face stopped her from saying anything. She merely turned around and looked in the direction he was looking.
What she saw was their younger son running across the grass at them. When he reached them Chris plopped down on the blanket, breathing heavily. In between huffing he asked, “Do you know how hard it is to find a place hidden enough to orb into?”
“Why not drive?” Piper asked.
“Because your oldest child,” Chris stopped and heaved in a deep breath. “Do you guys ever check your phones?”
“My oldest child did what?” Piper asked as Leo pulled out his phone questioningly.
Leo flipped his phone open and turned it on. “Four new messages,” he mumbled before Chris could decide how to answer his mom. Leo dialed in to hear his voice messages.
The first three were from Wyatt prior to phone lines going down at the museum. Leo’s face grew progressively worried. Between the second and third one, Leo commented, “Your brother seems pretty concerned.”
“They’re from Wyatt?” Chris asked surprised and a bit stunned. Recovering he retorted, “Well, he had right to be worried. It’s why I’m here. He was attacked.”
Leo didn’t pay attention to the third message as he asked. “What happened? Is he okay?”
Chris sighed. “I don’t know.”
“To which question?”
“Either. The last message must be the one from me. I talked to one of his co-workers. They are taking him to the hospital. And they don’t know if he will make it.”
Piper gasped and Leo wrapped his arms around her. “Where?” Piper demanded. “Where is your brother?”
“San Francisco Memorial,” he informed them. “I’m going to orb there as soon as I leave here. Do you want me to take you?”
“Yes,” her voice sounding as if the question was ridiculous.
Leo hugged his wife close from behind and nodded. “Let’s go.”