Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 21, 2013 23:10:17 GMT -5
Chapter Twenty-Three - Hugs, Kisses, and Puppy Dog Tails
Everyone waited silently as Wyatt healed his mom.
When Piper opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was small hands over her eyes. Her voice came out in a whisper as she asked, “What happened?”
“Mommy!” Chris exclaimed, hurling himself once more, this time at Piper.
Piper looked at him stunned. “Chris? Baby, is that you?”
Wyatt’s lip quivered as a smiled pulled at his face. He wanted to give his mom a hug, too, but that could wait. He moved over to concentrate on Paige.
Leo got down on his knees next to his wife and younger son. “Piper. Oh, Piper.” He smiled.
Piper hugged them both to her and looked around her. She saw her older son holding healing hands over Paige. She heard a soft moan coming from her youngest sister.
And then she saw her.
“Prue!” Piper let go of her husband and son and scrambled to her feet. “You’re here!” she exclaimed as she stared at her big sister, her long lost best friend.
Prue smiled at her and accepted the tight hug with one of her own.
“Are you . . ?” Piper couldn’t finish the question.
“I’m still dead,” Prue admitted. “You needed me. I wasn’t going to let you down. I don’t know what’s going to happen now. It’s been so long.”
“Prue?” Phoebe’s voice asked from where she now sat on the floor. “You weren’t a mirage earlier?”
Next to her Paige was rubbing her neck and looking around. At Phoebe’s words, she followed Phoebe’s eyes. “Prue?” She stared at her for several seconds trying to take in what she was seeing. “Oh, my word, that’s . . . that’s Prue!”
Piper laughed and pulled Prue along with her as she returned to Phoebe and Paige. Once they stopped, Piper turned to Prue. “You said it’s been a long time. A long time since what?”
“Since she stepped in between you and the demon possessing me,” Christy informed her as she reentered the room. “Can anyone lend me a cell phone?”
The boys looked over at Victor. “Grandpa?” Chris asked.
Victor pulled out his cell phone and handed it to Christy. “Exactly who is she?” Victor whispered the question to his younger grandson.
Chris shrugged.
Christy took the phone from Victor and wrinkled her nose trying to remember the number she wanted to call. A smile lit her face and she punched in some numbers. “Hi, Billie?” Her grin grew. “Yeah, it’s Christy.” She chuckled a little. “Yeah, I am.”
“Piper?”
Piper turned away from staring at Christy to look at Prue. “What?”
“Are you okay?”
Piper shook her head. “Can we trust her? I seem to remember her trying to kill us.”
Prue nodded. “She was possessed by a demon.” Prue pointed in Sam’s general direction. “The mop haired one got rid of the demon. Apparently the Woogie had an over protective sister.”
“The Woogie had a sister?” Piper asked with a touch of disbelief.
“A really mad one,” Phoebe agreed remembering the events just prior to being knocked out. “Was that all a dream? Billie, the triad, . . .” she looked over where Christy was on the phone, “Christy?”
Prue sighed. “All I know about that is that Christy said she kept being pulled into some fantasy world where she was the villain.”
“That’s the one,” Phoebe agreed. “I’m not sure what to think of all that.” She watched as Christy close the phone and ran over to them grinning. “I’m a grandmother!”
That got everyone’s attention. She was met with various levels of disbelief. Prue frowned at her. “What?”
Christy grinned bigger. “My dog had puppies a few years ago. I’m a grandmother!”
Prue laughed at that, now understanding where the absurd comment had come from.
“I have to get going,” Christy announced, bouncing straight to a new subject. “My sister is coming to pick me up and she should be here soon.” She turned to face Sam who was standing next to Dean watching everyone. “Thanks for getting rid of the demon. I am in your debt.”
“Yeah, sure,” Sam dismissed her claim. “You all right?”
“Mmhh,” she grinned and turned to look at Prue. Trying to keep her face straight she said, “Thanks for not killing me. I know you could have.”
“It wasn’t an option,” Prue denied. “You’re an innocent.” She sighed. “Be careful, okay. People are going wonder why you’re alive.”
“I’ll figure it out,” Christy assured her. “I’m just missing though. They will wonder, but they don’t have to get over the fact that I’m dead or anything like that.” With a quick smile she headed toward the front of the house, greeting Lydia as she did.
Christy’s words made Prue wonder. She turned to her dad. “And them,” she indicated her sisters and her brother-in-law each in turn. “Are they just missing?”
Victor shook his head. “I think it’s mostly calmed down, but they are thought either dead or wanted murderers, I’m afraid. Some have never quite been convinced that they weren’t behind what happened.”
Paige moaned. “This is not going to work. We’re still going to have to leave.”
Leo picked up Chris and hugged him tight as he shook his head. “As Christy said, we’ll figure it . . .”
Prue frowned as Leo’s voice just stopped. She turned and looked at him. She waved her hand in front of him. “Leo?” Her frown deepened as she turned to Piper. “Piper, did you . . ?” Her voice trailed off as she realized that Piper wasn’t moving either. No one else was moving at all. “Piper? Phoebe? Leo? Dad? What’s going on?”
“Don’t worry,” a voice behind her told her. “Your family is fine.”