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[open only to Chris until Boston then Chris & Piper]
Paige couldn't help but still have that eerie chill wash over her as she stood beside Chris in front of what should have been the curio that held the most precious mementos of their lives. It was supposed to be filled with pictures and tokens of love and instead it just sat there. Empty shelves with trinkets that meant so little that dusting them never occurred to any of them.
Is this a life that she could have lived? Some other path that she chose not to take led to this place? Shaking her head she didn't want to think about that. She didn't feel like that was even an option to think about. Instead there were other things creeping into her thoughts.
Most recently Chris recalling Phoebe's I Dream of Genie day.. er days? No Day. Oh it doesn't matter. What matters is that somehow the timeline... or at least the timeline that Paige remembers happening somehow is actually linked to Chris. That Chris might have gone through that timeline only to end up here.
Concerned more for Chris's mental stability and hoping that the cleaners might not have had something to do with all of this, Paige tugs at her hair again trying to gain some sort of control over anything. Control seems to be a great deal lacking and she just wants something to be normal again.
What would be normal is if she could have all her sisters in the same space, so she could at least try and piece together just what path they had all crossed to get here.
"So, deja vu is okay. Well not okay/okay, but still it is something. It is a long story and you are lucky Phoebe was so forgiving, but yes. Genie, bottle, you, big mess. It was a thing. However whatever is going on here? So a bigger thing. So let's try and sort this out. You said Piper was in Boston?"
Dropping her hands out of her hair she put a look of determination on her face, ready to drag her sister back home kicking and screaming if she had to, but this wasn't a time for them all to be seperating.
"Let's go find your Mom."
Paige couldn't help but still have that eerie chill wash over her as she stood beside Chris in front of what should have been the curio that held the most precious mementos of their lives. It was supposed to be filled with pictures and tokens of love and instead it just sat there. Empty shelves with trinkets that meant so little that dusting them never occurred to any of them.
Is this a life that she could have lived? Some other path that she chose not to take led to this place? Shaking her head she didn't want to think about that. She didn't feel like that was even an option to think about. Instead there were other things creeping into her thoughts.
Most recently Chris recalling Phoebe's I Dream of Genie day.. er days? No Day. Oh it doesn't matter. What matters is that somehow the timeline... or at least the timeline that Paige remembers happening somehow is actually linked to Chris. That Chris might have gone through that timeline only to end up here.
Concerned more for Chris's mental stability and hoping that the cleaners might not have had something to do with all of this, Paige tugs at her hair again trying to gain some sort of control over anything. Control seems to be a great deal lacking and she just wants something to be normal again.
What would be normal is if she could have all her sisters in the same space, so she could at least try and piece together just what path they had all crossed to get here.
"So, deja vu is okay. Well not okay/okay, but still it is something. It is a long story and you are lucky Phoebe was so forgiving, but yes. Genie, bottle, you, big mess. It was a thing. However whatever is going on here? So a bigger thing. So let's try and sort this out. You said Piper was in Boston?"
Dropping her hands out of her hair she put a look of determination on her face, ready to drag her sister back home kicking and screaming if she had to, but this wasn't a time for them all to be seperating.
"Let's go find your Mom."
