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Post by Esmeralda on Mar 9, 2009 21:41:00 GMT -4
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TITLE: My Sister's Dying
AUTHOR: Esmeralda
TYPE (one-shot, chapters, part of a series): Ten Chapters
RATING: (K, T, M, MA): T for Charmed-type language and violence
LEAD CHARACTERS: Piper, Leo, Phoebe
ORIGINAL CHARACTERS: David, Trish, Sam
SHORT SUMMARY: Piper is in a hospital, dying from cancer, and the family has been told that this may be her last day. Based on my own Mom's death.
A/N Tomorrow is the fifth anniversary of the death of my beloved mother, Janet Rita Krause Campion, who died on March 10, 2003. This is the fanfic that I wrote as a tribute to her, written to help me get through the pain of losing her--and is lovingly dedicated to her. Miss you, Mom! Love you!
Please note: I started writing this fic during Season 7, so it totally ignores all characters and incidents from Season 8, including Billie, Christy, Henry and Coop. As such, it is an alternate universe fic, showing the future I would’ve wished for The Charmed Ones and their families, even if I wouldn't want one of them to be this sick.
Disclaimer: David, Trish and Sam are my own characters. All other characters belong to the WB/the CW and Aaron Spelling Productions.
by Esmeralda
CHAPTER ONE: Preparing To Say Goodbye[/b][/center]
I open my eyes, unable to believe that I actually slept, hoping beyond hope that this was all just a dream. But when I look down and see two big brown eyes looking back at me from a face that is as pale as a ghost, I know it isn’t. I smile at her and squeeze the hand I never let go all night. “Good morning, Piper! I love you! You made it to Wednesday!” and she smiles back. I know she won’t answer. The doctors warned us about that last night. There is so much morphine in her system right now that she won’t be able to speak. But her eyes, as alive as ever, say that she loves me, too.
I still can’t believe it. My sister, Piper Halliwell, the eldest of the Halliwells for almost 20 years, is dying. We’ve vanquished every sort of bad-guy you could think of -- demons, warlocks, avatars, Greek gods; you name it! We vanquished the Source of All Evil, for Pete’s sake, and yet we can’t vanquish the thing that is killing my sister. Ovarian cancer, that most sneaky of all cancers, because doctors don’t find it until it’s much too late, is slowly but surely taking my older sister away from me. Somehow losing her like this--slowly but surely--is tougher than when we lost Prue. Our oldest sister died a hero, killed instantaneously while trying to save an innocent. Much as I hated losing her, knowing that Prue died that way, the way she would’ve wanted to die, helps console me. But this, just a plain old normal, mortal disease? Funny, I find myself doing something that I didn’t think I’d be able to do this day--grin. Piper was always the one who wanted a normal life. Maybe it makes sense that she will die of a normal disease here in a normal hospital!
Just this once, I'm grateful to the Elders who have been the bane of our lives, especially Piper’s. They took away Piper’s powers to freeze and to explode and made her normal, so she could be here in this hospital where she could at least be comfortable for the rest of her life. They can’t heal the cancer, since it isn’t something that was caused by evil, but at least they’re making sure that she will never feel pain again.
I still find this all so very hard to believe. How can this possibly be? And how can I, who was the baby of the family for so much of my life, possibly go to being the matriarch? Everyone always took care of me; how can I take care of everyone else? At least when we lost Prue, I had Cole to help keep me sane. Who will do that now? Despite all the boyfriends I’ve had during my life, I still don’t have a husband or a child. The daughter I saw in my vision quest so many years ago still doesn’t exist, any more than the daughter Piper saw in that awful future we visited, because we’ve changed the timeline so much.
I’m just grateful that I was the one elected to stay with Piper for what the doctors said might be the last night of her life. Thanks to the morphine, she is now considered a vulnerable adult. Piper? Vulnerable? Somehow those two words in the same sentence just don’t make any sense at all! But that’s what is, so the hospital wanted a family member to stay with her during the night, to be certain she wasn‘t mistreated. Since I have no one, we decided it was best for the others to go home, try to get some sleep, and then come back just as soon as they can this morning. I have Leo and Paige’s cell-numbers on a pad on the table. If something terrible started happening last night, I would’ve called Leo and Paige and they’d orb the family in, rules or no rules! But fortunately, I didn’t have to make those calls.
“Phoebe?”
I turn and look into the devastated eyes of my brother-in-law, Leo. I turn back quickly to look at Piper, happy to see that look of love that always came into her eyes whenever she looked at her husband is still there. I immediately jump out of the chair, relinquishing it to the one who deserves to sit next to Piper on this, what might be her last day. He immediately takes her hand and leans down to kiss her and again she smiles back, her eyes glowing with love.
TITLE: My Sister's Dying
AUTHOR: Esmeralda
TYPE (one-shot, chapters, part of a series): Ten Chapters
RATING: (K, T, M, MA): T for Charmed-type language and violence
LEAD CHARACTERS: Piper, Leo, Phoebe
ORIGINAL CHARACTERS: David, Trish, Sam
SHORT SUMMARY: Piper is in a hospital, dying from cancer, and the family has been told that this may be her last day. Based on my own Mom's death.
A/N Tomorrow is the fifth anniversary of the death of my beloved mother, Janet Rita Krause Campion, who died on March 10, 2003. This is the fanfic that I wrote as a tribute to her, written to help me get through the pain of losing her--and is lovingly dedicated to her. Miss you, Mom! Love you!
Please note: I started writing this fic during Season 7, so it totally ignores all characters and incidents from Season 8, including Billie, Christy, Henry and Coop. As such, it is an alternate universe fic, showing the future I would’ve wished for The Charmed Ones and their families, even if I wouldn't want one of them to be this sick.
Disclaimer: David, Trish and Sam are my own characters. All other characters belong to the WB/the CW and Aaron Spelling Productions.
MY SISTER'S DYING
[/size]by Esmeralda
CHAPTER ONE: Preparing To Say Goodbye[/b][/center]
I open my eyes, unable to believe that I actually slept, hoping beyond hope that this was all just a dream. But when I look down and see two big brown eyes looking back at me from a face that is as pale as a ghost, I know it isn’t. I smile at her and squeeze the hand I never let go all night. “Good morning, Piper! I love you! You made it to Wednesday!” and she smiles back. I know she won’t answer. The doctors warned us about that last night. There is so much morphine in her system right now that she won’t be able to speak. But her eyes, as alive as ever, say that she loves me, too.
I still can’t believe it. My sister, Piper Halliwell, the eldest of the Halliwells for almost 20 years, is dying. We’ve vanquished every sort of bad-guy you could think of -- demons, warlocks, avatars, Greek gods; you name it! We vanquished the Source of All Evil, for Pete’s sake, and yet we can’t vanquish the thing that is killing my sister. Ovarian cancer, that most sneaky of all cancers, because doctors don’t find it until it’s much too late, is slowly but surely taking my older sister away from me. Somehow losing her like this--slowly but surely--is tougher than when we lost Prue. Our oldest sister died a hero, killed instantaneously while trying to save an innocent. Much as I hated losing her, knowing that Prue died that way, the way she would’ve wanted to die, helps console me. But this, just a plain old normal, mortal disease? Funny, I find myself doing something that I didn’t think I’d be able to do this day--grin. Piper was always the one who wanted a normal life. Maybe it makes sense that she will die of a normal disease here in a normal hospital!
Just this once, I'm grateful to the Elders who have been the bane of our lives, especially Piper’s. They took away Piper’s powers to freeze and to explode and made her normal, so she could be here in this hospital where she could at least be comfortable for the rest of her life. They can’t heal the cancer, since it isn’t something that was caused by evil, but at least they’re making sure that she will never feel pain again.
I still find this all so very hard to believe. How can this possibly be? And how can I, who was the baby of the family for so much of my life, possibly go to being the matriarch? Everyone always took care of me; how can I take care of everyone else? At least when we lost Prue, I had Cole to help keep me sane. Who will do that now? Despite all the boyfriends I’ve had during my life, I still don’t have a husband or a child. The daughter I saw in my vision quest so many years ago still doesn’t exist, any more than the daughter Piper saw in that awful future we visited, because we’ve changed the timeline so much.
I’m just grateful that I was the one elected to stay with Piper for what the doctors said might be the last night of her life. Thanks to the morphine, she is now considered a vulnerable adult. Piper? Vulnerable? Somehow those two words in the same sentence just don’t make any sense at all! But that’s what is, so the hospital wanted a family member to stay with her during the night, to be certain she wasn‘t mistreated. Since I have no one, we decided it was best for the others to go home, try to get some sleep, and then come back just as soon as they can this morning. I have Leo and Paige’s cell-numbers on a pad on the table. If something terrible started happening last night, I would’ve called Leo and Paige and they’d orb the family in, rules or no rules! But fortunately, I didn’t have to make those calls.
“Phoebe?”
I turn and look into the devastated eyes of my brother-in-law, Leo. I turn back quickly to look at Piper, happy to see that look of love that always came into her eyes whenever she looked at her husband is still there. I immediately jump out of the chair, relinquishing it to the one who deserves to sit next to Piper on this, what might be her last day. He immediately takes her hand and leans down to kiss her and again she smiles back, her eyes glowing with love.
