Her Last Day--COMPLETED 5/29/06

[wickedamazon]

omg es, i am only on the second part and i have to leave but this is so heart wrenching! you are an amazing writer! keep up the good work and my condolences.

[Esmeralda]

Thank you so very much to all of you; I truly appreciate it! It's your support and sympathy that's giving me the strength to write this. I'm first to admit that although I like the first part of this, I'm not too nuts on the second part, but it gets me past the part where what happened during Mom's last day and what happened during Piper's doesn't mesh very well. I may go back and edit it later, but this should work for now. Hopefully you guys like it. Here's Part Six.

As I drive towards the hospital, I quickly discover that this was a mistake. I should’ve waited for Paige’s orb. I’m having a very hard time concentrating on driving--my mind is totally on Piper. So I stick to the back roads while avoiding the freeways (not easy in California!) and thank God that the hospital isn’t very far away.

I wonder whether Piper is awake. I wonder if she’s OK. I’m sure they gave her more morphine. What effect will it have on her now? But most of all, how much longer will she stay with us? Will I really know when she’s ready to go, like I did with Dad? No one orbed me when he was dying--it was a lot like this, when I was just driving as quickly as I could, not even trying to concentrate, just trying to get there! I even sped down the freeway! I got there in record time! Oh, Mom or Grams or Prue or someone must’ve been watching out for me that I didn’t crash or something and I hope they’re with me again now! Just don’t sparkle in, you guys! You’ll scare the crap out of me and I *will* crash! That’s why no one orbed then--they called me while I was already out driving and didn’t want to startle me by orbing in. Since no one knew how much time Daddy had, they didn’t even want to take the time for me to stop somewhere, so they could orb me--they just wanted me to get there! That’s what Leo was warning when he told me no one would be able to orb me. I know, I understand, but, man, I needed that shower, and, man, I need to send that email!

I remember when I was taking this same route to try to say good-bye to Dad that part of me hoped he’d hang on, so I could say good-bye and half of me thought that was being awful selfish; that if he wanted to be with Mom that I should just hope that he’d let go and be with her. But there was a silent, still part of me, deep inside, that knew that he’d still be there, and he was. I got a chance to say good-bye. I’ll get that chance with Piper, I just know it! Yes, I actually said good-bye last night and she told me good-bye and thanks, but I want to be there when she goes. I want to be close by. I want to see the look in her eyes when she sees that light she’s always talked about all of those other times she died but came back. I want to see her face light up when she sees Mom & Dad & Grams & Prue waiting for her. I want to watch her cross that line. But, oh, Sis, if you wants to just let go, I understand, Piper, I really do! It must be so hard to just hang in there. But I still hope you do.

Oh, thank you, God! There’s the hospital! I made it! Now I pray that I can find a parking spot. Times like this I wish I had TK so I could just kinda bump a car over! But, no, that’s personal gain, and each time we do that, it comes back and bite us. I don’t need to be bitten now! And look! A spot! And fairly close to the door! Thank you, God! Piper, here I come!!

I run through the hallway as quickly as I can and even hit a lucky streak by not having to wait for the elevator. Once I’m on the eighth floor, I run down the hall and into the Critical Cancer Ward and run across the room to Piper’s room, then I stop and stare in her room.

Piper’s awake, but both corners of her mouth are turned down. I know that that’s from the morphine. I also know it means that until we see her ghost, we’ll never see Piper smile again and that hurts, really hurts. But I see that her eyes are still alive and smiling, enjoying the company, and I understand why.

You see, there are a number of women in the room and they‘re all chanting. Of course, I recognize them. They’re all witches, if not magical witches, at least ones who practice Wicca. My email must’ve brought them all running, and I thank God for that. It seems funny thanking God when I know that all of these people are thanking the Goddess for the gift of the life of Piper and asking that , but Mom raised all of us girls Christian, the way she & Dad raised Prue & Piper. I have a hunch Grams would‘ve preferred raising us Wiccan--she is a Wiccan high priestess, after all, but I think she was afraid that if we went to the ceremonies with her, we‘d find out that we were witches and find out about our powers before she thought we were ready. So even though we go to a number of ceremonies like this one every year, we’ve never joined a coven outside of our own family and still consider ourselves Christian and celebrate Christian holidays, even going to church each Sunday. Ever since that day shortly after we became witches, when Piper was able to go into a church and not be struck down, we knew it was OK to be both Christian and witches. But even though we’re not Wiccans, there’s something about their chants that brings comfort in times of sadness, and I know that that’s why Piper’s eyes are still smiling.

The women turn to smile sadly at me and I smile back, as I join in the chant. Then I notice that someone else is in the room. Off to the side, sitting in a chair is my older niece, Trish. She‘s just sitting there, listening to the chants, her eyes open wide. Her dad was never a witch, even before he became a whitelighter, so this is all new and strange to her. I walk over by her and motion towards the door, silently asking if she wants me to take her away, but she shakes her head. So I go back by the bed, join hands with the other witches and join in the chant.

When it‘s done, they all start talking to Piper, but I explain about her having trouble hearing, so they each take turns going up near her and speaking her name. Piper‘s eyes move towards the sound of each new voice and her eyes glow; it‘s so obvious that she recognizes each one and is happy to see them..

Finally, they each turn to me, hug me and tell me, “Blessed be.” They each add that they will keep up the prayers for Piper all day long, and I thank them for that, and then they each leave.

Once they’re gone, I turn to Trish. “You OK, sweetie?” I ask.

She nods and walks over to me. “Why were they talkin’ in that strange language?” she asks

“It’s how they pray,” is all I can think of.

“Why did that say it in that funny way?”

“It’s called chanting. It’s, uh, how they pray.”

“But why were you chantin‘, too, Auntie-Phoe? I’ve seen you prayin’ in church. That’s not how you pray. Is that how you really pray? Is that how Auntie-Pi really prays?” and she turns to look at Piper in confusion. “She never prays that way when she’s takin’ care of us.”

Oh, Paige, where are you when I need you? “Well, we kinda pray both ways. I’m sorry, honey, but I think you’re gonna have to wait until your mom gets back. She’ll explain.”

“I suppose,” she pouts.

“Where your dad? Where’s your Uncle-Le? What about Wyatt & Chris?”

“In the family room. Those ladies came into the family room and greeted Chris & Wyatt, so I knew they knew them. They woulda greeted Uncle-Le, but he was sleepin’,“ and I thanked God for that. Trish continues, “They said they wanted to see Piper, so Wyatt took ‘em in there, then came back. I wanted to go see Auntie-Pi, too, but Dad said to let them have their chance. But then I had to go to the bathroom. I heard funny noises, so I went to go see and it was those ladies making that funny sound, the, the chant?” and I nod. “It sounded kinda cool, so I went in and sat on the hair and listened and then you came in and started chanting, too.”

I wish she’d stop with the fact that I chant, too, and when I glance at Piper, I swear her eyes are laughing at me! Piper! Trying to distract Trish, I say, “C’mon, let’s go see the others and let them know that Auntie-Pi is awake,” and she nods. “Wait a sec.” I turn back to Piper, “Piper? We‘ll be back soon with the others,” and her eyes blink as if she’s nodding, so I take Trish by the hand and we head back to the family room.

[sweet8]

*VERY GOOD STORY! I love it! ;D

[Esmeralda]

Everyone, today is my Mom's 72nd birthday. In her honor, I had to write another part of my story. I hope you like it. Thanks so much for all of your love and support! I truly appreciate it!!

Happy birthday, Mom! I love you and and I miss you!

When we walk into the family room, we see that Leo is awake and that there are others in the room, who must‘ve came when they got my email. “Auntie-She!” screams Trish as she runs and hugs Sheila tight. I, in turn, find myself in Darryl’s tight hug.

“How you holding up?” he asks, sorrow in his voice.

“Managing,” I shrug. “What else can I do?”

“I’m so sorry, Phoebe!”

“Yeah, so am I. But I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Well, I can’t stay too long. I’ve gotta get back to the station soon. But I’ll be back as soon as I’m off and I told Wyatt that I’ll bring Dare with me. He’ll be pretty upset when he finds out and I know he’ll want to be here, to be able to see Piper again and to be here for you guys, especially Wyatt. I’m just glad we didn’t get that email before he left for school, even if he will wonder why he or Chris aren‘t there today.”

I sigh. “I just hope Piper’s still here when you get back.”

“Well, Sheila’s going to stay, and she’ll be able to tell when it’s getting close to time. She‘ll call me on her cell, if necessary.”

I nod, because, of course, Darryl’s right. Before she had Dare--Darryl, Jr.--Sheila was a nurse, here at this same hospital, so she’s had to watch a lot of people go and would recognize the signs.

“Well, before you go, come see Piper. She’s awake.”

“Are those other women gone?” Sheila asks. “Wyatt said they were in there with her and we wanted to give them their chance with her, since they said that they couldn’t stay long.”

“Yeah, they left,” Trish mutters. “Them and their chanting.”

David raises his eyebrows at me questioningly and I just shrug. She and Paige can figure that part out later. These are among the few times when I’m glad I don’t have kids, just nieces and nephews!

Leo, Wyatt and Chris have already gone back to Piper’s room--they left just as soon as I said that she was awake--and I’m glad that they’ll have a chance just to have their immediate family together with Piper

Sheila seems to think the same thing. Sitting down, she says, “Trish, I think I’ve figured out where this piece of this puzzle goes. Maybe we can find a few other pieces before your mom and Sam get back.”

Trish growls--she’s no dummy--takes after her Auntie-Phoe, I must say!--but sits down and they work on the children’s puzzle, while David, Darryl & I try to find some pieces for the adult one--a beautiful mountain scene with lots of blue sky and blue lake and green trees and green grass and white snow--although like before, none of us are trying too hard.

I don‘t know how long we‘ve been working on it, but the door is opening and Paige is walking through, Sam in her arms.

“Piper‘s awake,” she immediately says.

“Yeah, we know,” I tell her. We were trying to give Leo and the boys some time with her.”

She’s hardly heard me as she squeals her own delight to see the Morrisses, as does little Sam, too.

“I really gotta get going soon,” Darryl admits apologetically.

Paige nods. “Well, you gotta go see Piper, so she’ll know you’ve been here.”

We all agree, so we all walk back into the room. As we walk in, I watch Paige and I see the shock that comes to her eyes as she also realizes that Piper has lost her smile. Leo, back in his place next to Piper’s head, his hand resting on her head, while each of his sons hold one of Piper’s hand, looks up and nods, before turning to Piper. “Piper,” he says, “You have more visitors.” and a questioning look comes into Piper’s eyes as they move back and forth, looking for the newcomers.

Leo steps aside, motioning Darryl to take his place, and Chris indicates to Sheila to stand next to him, so she can also be right next to Piper’s head. Piper’s eyes glow as she spots each of them, and they both tell her how much they love her and how much they’re going to miss her and the look she gives them clearly says that she agrees, and as has happened so much during this day already, I find myself blinking back my tears.

Darryl apologetically tells her that he’s gotta get going, but that he’ll be back soon and will bring Dare with him, so she better stick around, she hear? Piper’s eyes seem to laugh and nod, and Darryl goes around, hugging everyone, before he leaves and Leo takes back his rightful spot.

[traci26]

This update was really well done. I pray we get another update soon.

Traci

[Ladybug1977]

Esmeralda, I love your story though I find it very hard to read as it hits home for me as well. I lost my Mom in May 2005 to a brain tumor. We found out in March that it was there and nothing could be done. We had a lot of moments like you described also. It is nice to know that others have been where you have been, thanks for sharing this story.

[orion]

the stroy was very good
keep up the good work

[Esmeralda]

Thank you so very much, both of you! Especially you, Ladybug!! Please accept my sincerest condolences on the lost of your mom, whom I'm sure you love as much I as I love mine, and as much as Phoebe loves her big sister. A lot of people who have lost loved ones have, like you, found it hard to read my story, while at the same time finding comfort in knowing that others have also gone through the same experiences and understand how you feel the way people who haven't lived through such a thing can't.

I'm in the midst of writing the next section and hope to have it up soon.

Again, Ladybug, my deepest condolences!

[Ladybug1977]

Thanks Esmeralda. I am looking forward to reading the rest of your story.

[prue]

You have an amazing talent. I am so moved by your story. Your mother is smiling down on you right now... she would be so proud. Will look forward to your next installment.

Blessed Be.

[Esmeralda]

I'm sorry that it took me so long to update, but I really wanted this part to be as special for the Halliwells as it was for the Campions! I hope you all like it!! I promise not to take so long before I update again.

After Darryl leaves, we continue to celebrate Piper’s life, remembering all of the wonderful events that we have shared with her, now with Sheila reminding us of stuff that we shared with the Morrises. Leo’s the one sharing all of this with Piper, whose eyes continue to laugh at all the funny stuff and tear a little at the sadder ones, which Leo tenderly wipes away. Just like before, it seems like just when things get to be a bit too bummerish, either Trish or Sam tosses in something funny, which makes all of us laugh, even Piper’s eyes. These are often stuff Charmed, and I can tell that Sheila is still a bit unsure how to react--it’s weird how after all this time, she & Darryl still pretend that magical stuff just doesn’t exist, unless something demonic happens and they need our help. Dare, on the other hand, thinks it’s cool, making him a perfect friend for Wyatt & Chris.

Speaking of Chris, he just made a very strange sound.

“Chris?” asks Leo, and at the tone in his voice, Piper’s eye grow concerned, too.

“Janna,” he replies. “She’s in trouble.”

“Well, then go,” Leo orders without a second thought.

Chris shakes his head. “I can’t, Dad. I was going to, but her call just slowly faded. That’s gotta mean only one thing…”

We all look at one another, while Sheila pretends that she doesn’t hear any of this. Janna is on of Chris’ charges. She’s relatively new to the Craft, but has some pretty special powers, which Chris is helping her develop. The only problem is that creatures of evil want those powers, too. If Janna’s call to her whitelighter had just blinked out, it would mean it’s too late--Janna’ dead and her killer--who would have to be a warlock--now has her powers. But since her call just faded, that means she’s been captured by a demon and taken to the Underworld, where her call can’t be heard, but where the demon will try to make her turn evil, and her powers with her.

“Chris!” Leo commands. “Go! Now!”

We all know that only Janna’s whitelighter--Chris--would be able to track her once he goes to the Underworld. It may take him some time to track her and save her by orbing out, but only he can do it, especially with him being part-Elder.

Chris firmly shakes his head, the first time he’s ever refused to follow Leo’s command. “Dad, no! I can’t!” and his eyes go to Piper. I reach over to squeeze his hand, understanding so very well. Just like when I was racing towards the hospital, he’s afraid that his mother will be gone when he gets back.

Piper’s eyes go up to Leo, a question in them. He quickly explains what’s going on, and now none of us miss Piper’s next message. Her eyes go straight to Wyatt, a look that says, “Remember?” and then go to Chris.

Wyatt sighs. “Mom’s right, Chris. You remember the promise she gave me. She just gave you the same one.”

Chris now walks so he’s right next to his mother and squeezes her hand. “Mom, are you sure?” Piper’s eyes nod.

“Son?” Leo asks. “Do you want me to go, too?” and again Piper’s eyes nod.

But Wyatt shakes his head. “No, Dad. You stay with Mom. I’ll go with Chris.” He walks up so he’s right next to Chris and looks down at Piper. “See ya soon, Mom,” and now her eyes absolutely glow with pride in her sons.

Both Wyatt & Chris hug all of us and then orb out.

Sheila looks at us questioningly.

I can’t help smirking at her. “You sure you wanna know?” and she first shrugs, then nods

I nod. “OK Wyatt has a charge; Bill, who’s a future whitelighter, but he’s not a witch and doesn’t know of the existence of magic. Wyatt discussed it with Mom & Dad & Paige, even the Elders, and they all agree that it’s best for him not to know, so Wyatt has to be real careful around him. Bill’s an archeologist and Wyatt has been posing as his assistant, but when they go on an exhibition, it usually takes at least a week, sometimes more, and Wyatt has to stay totally out of touch with the family, magic-wise--we can phone him or email him, but he can‘t orb or anything like that, in case Bill sees him, and no one can orb to him. Well, Bill thought he might have found Atlantis!”

Sheila’s eyes get very big. “Wow!”

Leo nods, taking over. “We thought it might be what helps Bill become a whitelighter. So both he & Wyatt have been very excited about it, but they were supposed to leave a week ago Friday.“

Sheila nods understandingly, “That was the first time Piper was in the hospital.“

Leo nods. “Every single day when Wyatt would come visit Piper here, she'd ask him whether he was excited about going, whether he had his ticket, what he was taking, when he was leaving, stuff like that. Poor Wyatt was in *such* a quandry! He *really* wanted to go and be with Bill--especially if there were demonic problems, as there had been on some of the previous expeditions, but at the same time, he didn't want to leave, because he was afraid that she, Piper, wouldn't still be here when he got back! Finally Friday came, the day Wyatt was supposed to leave. He came here and told Piper & me that he wasn't going to go; that he couldn't leave and take the chance that she wouldn't still be there when he got back. Piper got *very* upset, the most upset that I’ve ever seen her with the boys. She reminded him that Bill is his charge and his place is with him. She told him to go and have a great time and not to worry about her--that she would still be there when he got back, and so he left. Well, when he got to the site, Phoebe’s email was waiting for him“

Sheila smiles, obviously also remembering my email. “Piper had improved so much that she was going to get to go home!” and Piper’s eyes also shine.

Leo nods. “Needless to say, Wyatt & Bill had a great time, especially because there were no demonic troubles, and even though they didn’t find Atlantis, they found evidence of a different culture that may be even more important. And when Wyatt came home last Friday, Piper was still home, just like she promised.” and now Piper’s eyes glow.

Sheila nods. “I get it. This time Piper promised Chris that she‘ll still be here when he gets back, so he better just go do his duty.”

Paige nods. “And knowing how strong-willed Piper is, you can bet your bottom dollar that she will,” and when Leo repeats that for Piper, I swear her eyes smirk!

[XxP3HalliwellxX]

Wow....another great update!! Wonderful Es!!!! I love to see that Piper wants Chris and Wyatt to do things for others and themselves before they think about her. I love the promises she made and her talking with her eyes. Great update....please update soon!!!

[Esmeralda]

Thanks, P3H; I'm glad you liked it! All of the way Piper's eyes talk, my mom's did the same thing--even the smirking!--so I'm so glad you like that!!

[*Prueforever*]

iv just read the fanfiction from beginning to end and your story is absoloutley fabulous you are so talented i cant waitfor the next update!

[charmedp3]

My condolences for you and your family. This story is really touching. You write magnificently.

[Ladybug1977]

Esmeralda still a great story. I can't wait for the next update.

[Esmeralda]

Thank you so very much, all of you!! Your condolences and your comments mean the absolute world to me. I was on vacation this week, so I wrote a nice long section. I hope you like it!

CHAPTER NINE

I've written a nice long section for you while I was on vacation. See what you think!

I’m not sure how much time has passed since the boys orbed out. My email has brought a lot of Piper’s friends and employees, both from P3 and Piper’s , her restaurant, coming to tell her good-bye and to offer us their condolences and offer of any help we may need. I appreciate it, and let them know, but it still hurts, because it’s a another reminder that we’ll soon be losing Piper, and although they all put on a happy face, it’s such a fake one that it hurts more.

But we’ve just gotten a worse reminder. The doctor came in to check on Piper, so they shooed us all out, and so we’re all returning to the family room, and one of the hospital admins is following us, a large manila envelope in his hands. I recognize that envelope--a different admin gave one to us after Prue was killed, and gave one to Piper shortly before I arrived, just in time to see Dad pass.

Once we’re all in the family room, the admin hands the envelope towards Leo, and his face grows even paler, as he jerks his hands away as if the envelope is made out of fire.

“Mr. Wyatt,” the admin insists, “You’re going to need this information to help plan the funeral and to take care of all of the other legal matters after your wife passes.”

Just like before, the words “funeral” and “wife passes”, makes all of us jerk in pain.

Sheila reaches out to take the envelope from him. “That’s OK. This family has gone through this before. They know what to do.”

“Well, then you know that we’ll do everything we can to make Ms. Wyatt (“Halliwell!” I growl.) comfortable. If she needs any drugs to make this easier, just let us know.”

“Not necessary,” I insist. “My sister is ready to go and be with the rest of our family who have gone before us and is enjoying a chance to be with us while she can. She’s not afraid and won’t be.”

“Well, if that changes as the time grows closer--”

“It won’t,” and Paige agrees with me.

“Well, if it does--”

“If it does, we’ll let you know,” Leo agrees, giving both me and Paige the sign to just settle down. But I hate the thought of them giving Piper something and taking away that sparkle, that life, in her eyes before she’s ready to take it away herself!

The admin nods, then continues, “Another thing. We’ve been having complaints from other families that there have been much too much commotion in that room. We must insist that only three of you can be in there at a time,”

Leo nods his acceptance. “We understand. Please tell the other families we’re sorry.”

I’m staring at both of them in shock. Three?? Only three??! Who should be in there when it’s finally time? Well, of course, it should be Leo, Wyatt and Chris, but what about me, what about Paige and David and the girls? I feel tears coming to my eyes, feeling like I’ve already lost my big sister.

“No,” Sheila insists, her eyes blazing. “Leo’s paying for a large room. There’s enough space for all of us, and we’ll get out of the way if the doctors or nurses needs to get at Piper.” She turns to look at one of Piper’s friends and one of her employees who were with us at the time that the doctor shooed us out. “Would you guys mind getting a hold of Piper’s other friends and employees and let them know that it’s better to just have the family here?”

They nod, and after hugging us all, they leave.

“Will that work?” Sheila asks the admin. “I used to work at this hospital. I know the rules.”

The admin sighs. “For now. But if I hear any more complaints…”

“You won’t,” I insist.

“Please accept my condolence,” he says, although he doesn’t sound like he means it.

“How long?” Paige asks in a small voice.

He shakes his head. “That’s impossible to say,” and he leaves.

“Yeah, right,” Sheila mutters. “They just say that so you can’t sue them if they’re wrong.”

Leo hugs Sheila tight. “Thank you, Sheila. You and Darryl have been our Rocks of Gibraltar though this entire ordeal. I don’t know what we’d do without you.”

She hugs him back, “The same thing we’d do without you guys. Now I’ll leave, and let Darryl & Dare know that we can’t come back. Be sure to say good-bye to Piper for Dare and give his condolences to the boys.”

I very firmly shake my head. “No. Especially after what you just did, what you guys have done for us all along, well, you guys are as much part of Piper’s family as we are. We’ll all try to stay quiet and keep our comings and goings to as little as possible. But when the time comes, we’re all going to be in that room to watch Piper pass!” and Leo very firmly agrees as do Paige and David.

Even Trish comes over and hugs her. “That’s right, Auntie-She! You gotta stay!” and Sam chimes in with “Stay, Auntie-She, stay!“

Sheila smiles, a tear of joy in her eye, then insists that we go downstairs to the cafeteria and get some lunch. None of us really feel like eating, but we figure we better, just to keep up our strength. For hospital food, it’s not that bad. I notice that it closes at 7, so I figure I better keep that in mind if we’re still around in time for supper. I hope we are, but there’s just no saying for sure.

When we get back up to the eighth floor and glance in, Piper is still sleeping, so we return to the family room. Paige decides to take Sam for another “run” and I have to admit that the couch where Leo took his earlier nap looks awful good, after being up so late last night. Insisting that they wake me up if anything starts happening, I sit down and am surprised that I’m actually beginning to fall asleep.

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Piper! Chris! Wyatt! No! No! Piper!

“Aunt Phoebe, Aunt Phoebe, wake up!”

I force my eyes open and am surprised to see Chris sitting next to me, shaking me awake.

“Chris! Piper!”

“Settle down; you were having a nightmare!”

“Huh?”

“Yeah, don’t worry, we’re all OK. Well, I can sense that Mom is as well as she can be. She must be awake and the others must be in with her.”

“But you? Where‘s Wyatt? How‘s Janna?”

“We don‘t know; we haven‘t found her yet. They have her pretty well hid. But, well, I wanted to be sure that you guys knew we were OK.”

I smile. That--orbing in every once in awhile, just to let his parents know they’re OK--has been standard operating procedure ever since the boys started helping us with our Charmed duties. But it’s great that they’re doing so today.

I tease, “You’re not here to make sure your Mom’s still here?“

“Aunt Phoebe! Of course not! Mom said she’d stick around until we find Janna and come back, and we know she will.”

I grin back. “I know; just teasing.”

“But I gotta get back. Be sure to tell the others I was here.”

“I will, sweetie. Thanks much, and be careful!”

“I always am. See ya, Aunt Phoebe,” and he orbs out.

I walk back to Piper’s room, again afraid of what changes may await me, and am glad when I see there are none. Her eyes are still sparkling, Leo’s still repeating what everyone says, and most of all, she’s still here. I growl thinking of that admin wanting to take this special gift of truly getting to have Piper with us for as long as possible.

Leo manages a grin, “Hey, sleepyhead!” then turns to Piper. “Your sister took a longer nap than you did,” and again Piper’s eyes smirk.

“How long was I out?” I want to know.

“A few hours,” Paige tells me. “We figured you needed it after last night, and as you can see, Piper’s fine.”

“So are the boys,” and I tell them about my conversation with Chris and they all smile, and when Leo repeats it for Piper, her eyes glow.

Then Leo tells me, “I told Piper what that admin told us and told her that if she felt she needed something, to wink twice. Oh, you should’ve seen the glare she gave me!”

I laughed. “She won’t be winking, will you, Piper?” and when Leo repeats that for her, instead of winking, her eyes nod. That’s my sister, the sister I'm going to miss so much!

[charminggrl]

omg this story is so amazing and touching it has brought me to tears so please update as soon as u can and i truely am sorry to hear about your mom

[traci26]

I hope that you are going to be able to update again soon.... I would really like to read more.

[charmedluva01]

o plz put more i n the story i am gettin rele hooked!! plz luv yaz x x