44 Blueberry Hill, Saturday Evening

[sleepswthdemons]

Phoebe was sitting on the front porch swing of the house. Cole had brought her a blanket -- though she had said it wasn't needed -- and she was wrapped up in that and leaning against a pillow that Anders had insisted she use. She was trying to read her book, but for some reason, she was having a hard time keeping herself from dozing off from time to time. She didn't know why she was so sleepy as of late.

She'd stay out here for a little longer fo the fresh air, and then go inside and take a long bath.

Maybe she could get Cole and Anders to rent her a hot tub like the one they had rented for Cole's birthday...


[[OOC: For Prue. Massive SP as I am having a very bad migraine that is messing with me hardcore.]]

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[eldestcharmed.livejournal.com]

Prue was pretty clueless about the empathy. She might be embarrassed if she knew, or sympathetic, or probably a combination of both.

"You're not the only one who's had things happen to her, you know," said Prue, because, hello, two dead sisters meant a whole lot of changes. She made a frustrated sound in the back of her throat. "Look, I don't care if you've been with him five minutes or ten years. If you're happy, and he's not evil, then of course I'm happy for you. But you can't just lay something like that on me, assume I'm gonna hate the guy when I'm really just surprised, and then get mad at me for getting upset that you think I'm going to hate him."

Time to take a few deep breaths. She loved her sister. She missed her sister. She was not going to wring her sister's neck, because she really did love her sister. Deep breaths.

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

"You're irritated with me... again," she said softly. Some things aparently never changed. "I never said I was the only one that had had things happen to me, Prue. I'm not that kind of person."

There were tears in her eyes again as she shook her head. "Of course I'm going to assume you're going to hate him. You're my big sister and you have hated any guy I've ever dated and I wasn't trying to lay anything on you." She looked at Prue. "Look. I'm ovewhelmed. I'm four months pregnant with twins. My hormones are really messed up and it totally screws up my empathy. My dead big sister is here. I'm trying to mask all of this emotion fom the soul bond I have with Cole so he doesn't show up in a panic. I'm a little off balance."

[eldestcharmed.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm off bal--" She was going to say she was off-balance too, but then the bit about Phoebe's powers sank in, and her emotions swung right back over to sympathy. "You developed empathy, and it's not the temporary kind?"

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

Phoebe nodded. "It first developed when I was sixteen. It's really strong and it's not temporary... it's why I said that only you could ever feel that irritated with me and therefore had to be real."

[eldestcharmed.livejournal.com]

"Of course I'm the only person who could get that irritated with you, silly," said Prue. Her mouth twisted into a wry grin as she tried to hold her emotions back before they hit Phoebe. "I'm your sister. Which is exactly your point, I know."

She moved to sit down and gestured for Phoebe to come and sit next to her, if she wanted. Her feet or her back or something were probably hurting, right? She'd heard that happened when you were pregnant.

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

Phoebe smiled and sat next to her. She had missed Prue, and even when they had fought, she knew that her sister loved her.

"I've missed you so much, Prue."