fandom_clinic | The Afternoon Of Sunday

Phoebe heard sounds start filtering into her brain. She didn't want to wake up just yet. Waking up meant pain and worry and zombies.

Phoebe's eyes opened, only to clench shut again. Okay, light hurt eyes that had been open since some time on Thursday night. She opened her eyes again, this time very slowly. She was thankful to discover that most of the pain in her head had let up. She took a deep breath and did an internal checklist of her condition.

Head no longer felt like someone was squeezing it in a vice. This on its own was a very good thing. Paige must have been right when she said that it must have been tied into her powers. That could become an annoyance.

Her body felt way too weak for her liking and when she attempted to move, pain shot through her shoulder. She was confused until she remembered about the zombie trying to kill her and remove her from where she had been defending the weapons locker with her sisters --- and Jake and Krycek.

Zombies...fucking zombies.

She wondered just how much research Grams had done on this insane asylum before sending her and Piper to ~~die here~~ experience the place. Would anyone have known to contact Grams and Prue if she and Piper had died this weekend?

Phoebe took a deep breath, going over a mental checklist of everything that had happened this weekend and everyone she needed to check on.

Been awake since late Thursday night, not such a good thing. Had a killer migraine that started out on Friday morning anad continued to only get worse throughout the weekend. Piper and Paige refusing to leave her side during the entire time she was guarding the weapons locker. Hank also refusing to leave her side. She remembered Jake and Krycek showing up, and also refusing to leave her and her sisters to face whatever came their way. She remembered the zombies attacking and Piper saving her life by freezing one of them so she could get away before it killed her. She remembered the three of them pummeling the two zombies, and then she remembered boosting Piper up onto the weapons locker when the flooding had occured.

Her forehead wrinkled as she tried to piece together the events after that.

She remembered the six of them up on high things watching zombie soup flow past them and recording everything with the camcorder that Chloe had left behind when she had been helping Phoebe Friday night. She remembered hearing more gunfire and then hearing Jayne's voice as he brought a rescue team for them. She could remember Krycek and Piper telling Jayne that she was hurt...and then passing out and falling down onto Jayne when he was trying to get her down off the locker.

She felt a hand squeeze hers and she slowly turned her head in that direction.

"Hey..." she said softly as the person next to her came into focus. She smiled a genuinely happy smile. "Where am I and how long have you been sitting here with me?" No, somehow it didn't surprise her that she wasn't alone and that he was here.

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*is standing a few feet away, anxious*

Phoebes smiles at Jayne in reassurance and is relieved when movement doesn't make her want to shoot herself in the head any longer. "You okay?"

am now... *stiff half smile*

Phoebe starts to sit up and frowns because she's still a little dizzy. She mutters a creative curse under her breath ~~why no, she hasn't been learning things from Spider and the interns~~ and finally gets into a sitting position where she's more comfortable.

"I'm glad. I'm glad you're safe and okay." She smiles at Jayne again. "Sorry that I passed out on you. Are my sisters and the interns okay?"

Yeah.. everybodys fine.

"Jayne? What's wrong?" Phoebe ponders getting up out of the bed, but she's afraid Dr. House will poke her with his cane. She searches his face. "Did something happen...besides the zombies, I mean?"

Just worried bout you,thats all..

is that wrong? *wonders about that honestly*

Phoebe relaxes and smiles softly. "No...that's not wrong at all. It feels good to know."

Maia walks in slowly to the room where Phoebe is staying. Her body lets out an involuntary shudder. Maia hates hospitals, doctors, generally anything with an antiseptic smell to it. She walks quietly to the bed.

"I brought you a flower." Maia whispers so as not to hurt Phoebe's head. "How are you feeling?"

Phoebe smiles at Maia. "The head is much better, thank you. I'm very glad to see that you made it through the weekend safely."

Maia seems to melt from relief on the spot that Phoebe is ok. "Yeah I passed out in the bookstore but yeah me too. I heard you did a fair spot of defending yourself outside the weapons locker." Maia smiled and set about putting the rose in a vase. "Helps to take that smell out of here of antiseptic" Maia said in an apologetic voice. "When will they let you get out of here?"

Phoebe smiles at her. "I was doing my best. Apparently the zombies thought they were going to have easy pickins of the small group of us. They were sadly mistaken." She sits up. "They don't realize it yet, but I'm leaving today."

Maia smiles warmly "I'm glad your ok." Maia eyes start to tear up now. "Your ok though" Lets out a breath. "Are you sure you should be sitting up like that?"

Phoebe smiles at her concern and reaches out a hand. "I'm a hard person to kill, Maia. It's even harder to kill me when I have Paige and Piper at my side."

Maia squeezes Phoebe's hand and then leans over to kiss her forehead "I have to go to class. You stay that way ok? Hard to kill I mean." Maia slowly backs away so as not to jar Phoebe in anyway. "I'll see you around."

Maia heads to the door staying as quiet as possible.

Piper wanders into the clinic to see Phoebe before classes start.

"Hey, Pheebs," she said with a smile. "Good to see you're awake."

Phoebe smiles at her sister. "Yeah...everyone make it out okay?"

Piper nods. "Yep, everyone's safe. The zombies really were no match for us."

Phoebe grins. "Of course not. Don't try to fight sisters." She sits up. "Help spring me from here?"

"Is the clinic food that bad?" Piper joked.

"Best do it now while no one's sround," she added.

Phoebe shook her head. "I just would rather be somewhere that is not the clinic."

Piper nods. "Well, alright then, ready to escape?"

Early monday morning, Cameron wanders into the clinic , looking for Phoebe. He quietly approaches the bed she's sleeping in, hoping he's not bothering her or waking her up.

The Afternoon Of Sunday

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