Losing It 7 & 8

[SimplyAretha]

posted by PruePiperPhoebeFan


Losing It 7

Paige picked up the phone and dialed Darryl's cell phone. She needed to talk to him. She thought that he could help her in some way with Piper's situation. She sighed as she listened to the continuous ringing. "Please pick up Darryl, please," she pleaded. After a few more rings, she finally heard his voice on the other end.

"Darryl, it's Paige. Are you busy?"

She waited for him to respond. "Yeah I am. I'm in the middle of a case right now," he replied. She took a deep breath and bit her lip. What was she supposed to do now, if he was busy? "Do you have a lunch break coming up," she asked him. She sighed in frustration; she had just missed his lunch break.

"As soon as your free, please call Darryl," she told him.


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Piper kissed Wyatt on the head and covered him with a blanket. "I love you," she whispered. She turned on the monitor and left the room. She walked down the hallway towards the attic stairs. Maybe Leo was up there, she thought. She walked up the stairs and frowned when she didn't see him.

"Where are you Leo?!? Where are you?"

She shook her head and walked over to the couch. She sat down and sighed. She didn't understand why she hasn't seen him. She didn't remember him saying anything about a new charge. She took a deep breath and slowly let it out. "He'll come home soon," she told herself.


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Paige slammed the phone down. Darryl wouldn't be able to help for a while. What was she going to do now? She shook her head and headed towards the kitchen. How was she supposed to help Piper now? She sat down at the table and took a deep breath to calm herself down. There was a way to help Piper, she just needed to think of it. She cleared her mind and tried to concentrate on what Piper wants.

Leo.

"Leo! That was it," she exclaimed. She jumped out of her seat and looked at the ceiling. "Leo!! Leo if you are up there, Piper really needs your help," she screamed. Why didn't he come down. Even if he is an elder, he'd come down for Piper...especially if she was in trouble. She shook her head and headed towards the attic.


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Piper wiped the tears from her eyes and sighed. Why was she crying? She tried to remember, but she couldn't. She slammed her fists down in frustration. She stood up and walked towards the stairs. She stopped once she reached them. She heard a weird noise coming from the second floor. It sounded like someone was crying; someone who had a high pitched cry. But who, she asked herself.

[SimplyAretha]

A/N: I am going to rewrite what I had wrote earlier with Leo (Chapter 5) at the beginning of this chapter. This chapter is continue from chapter five, but from Leo's point of view.

Losing It 8

Leo slowly sat up and opened his eyes. What happened, he asked himself. He rubbed his eyes for a few minutes, until the blurriness went away. Once he could see clearly, he looked around the location he was in. "What the.....," he muttered. Where was he? "This isn't Guadalcanal," he said to himself.

He closed and re-opened his eyes. Where were Nathan and Rick, he asked himself. He scratched his head and stood up. He felt a little weak, but overall he felt okay. "What happened," he asked himself. He looked around his surroundings. It looked like he was in a park or in the woods somewhere.

He looked over his body; he didn't find any bruises or cuts. "What happened to me," he questioned himself. He saw a man and a woman walk by. They seemed happy. Weren't they worried about the war? He walked towards them, "Excuse me?" They both turned to look at him. "Is the war over," he asked them.

They shook their heads in response. "Is the battle still going on at Guadalcanal," he asked them. They gave him a puzzled look. "Guadalcanal as in World War II," the woman asked him. Leo nodded, "Yeah. Is the battle over?" The man and woman looked at each other and laughed. "The battle of Guadalcanal has been over for more than sixty years," the woman answered.

The couple shook their heads and started to walk again. Leo didn't even notice them leave, he was too confused. "Sixty years," he muttered. He looked at himself again; he looked too young for the battle to be sixty years ago. "What happened to me?!? What's wrong with me," he asked himself.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Maybe this was all a dream, he thought. "Yeah, it's all just a bad dream," he told himself, but he didn't believe it. Leo...Leo!! Leo, where are you?!? He jumped at the sound of the woman's voice. "What the...," he muttered. He turned around, but no one was around.

He checked his body again for any bruises, bumps, or cuts. He found nothing. He felt around his head too. He couldn't feel any bumps, but he was convinced that he hit his head. "That's it, Leo, you just hit your head," he told himself. He nodded and started to walk out of the area he was in.

If he did hit his head, why did that woman say the battle was sixty years ago? He stopped in his tracks and started to think. Maybe he was in heaven. He spun around in a circle and looked around. It wasn't how he imagined it to look like, but it could be heaven. Maybe that is why I look young, he thought. He started to walk again. "It's all making sense now," he said out loud.

He tried to think back to the battle. What had happened? Obviously he was dead, but how did he die? His memories were fuzzy; he couldn't remember how he died. He was about to get frustrated, but he thought of his friends. If he was dead, then Rick and Nathan were probably dead too.

He smiled at the thought of his friends. Hopefully they'd be reunited. He looked around every once and a while, and saw a few people. But, they weren't his friends. Maybe these people are angels, he thought to himself. He smiled, "It must be fun to be an angel."