South Attic --- Monday Night

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe was laying on the couch in the main room. Her leg was elevated and she was staring at the wheelchair that was nearby with distaste and utter loathing. However she was actually glad to have an excuse to not leave her dorm. She would never admit it to anyone right now, but she was scared to death to leave her room. The demon attack had come without warning Friday night, so she didn't know when another might happen. They wanted her dead...so who knows when they would send someone to attack her again?

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker knocked on the door, Dove's chococlates in hand. "Halliwell? You up for visitors?"

[chasingangela]

Angela stands beside Parker. She hasn't brough anything, but she figures just dropping in is still a good idea.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe hollered back. "Parker? Yeah, come on in, it's open!"

[chasingangela]

"It's Parker and Angela," Angela says, then reaches for the doorknob and steps into the room.

She goes to hug Phoebe, but is surprised to see her in the wheelchair. She hadn't known how bad her injuries were. "Hi," she finally says, tentatively.

[sensethevisions]

[[OOC: Phoebe is on the couch, she's just glaring at the wheelchair nearby. :)]]

Phoebe's face lit up when she saw her friends come in. "Hey guys!"

[chasingangela]

"Hey!" Angela says, then steps back, one eye on Parker. "I'm so glad you're going to be okay. Is there any thing you need, or anything like that?

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe grinned. "Well, Parker brought chocolate...and right now just having friends here is good."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker swung the door open, and shot Phoebe a dirty look. "You've really not learned antying, from the Angelus debacle. Here." She handed Phoebe the bag of chocolate, then cocked her head. "How are you feeling?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe smirked. "Thanks, Parker. I'm okay, just..." She frowned for a moment and looked down at the floor. "...feeling incredibly stupid." She cocked her head at them. "How much were you told?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Demons came, demons attacked, Bel 'took care' of them," Parker put air-quotes around that bit, "And you're going to be okay. Which I'm glad about, by the way." She frowned. "I half thought that you'd been eaten by Locker 327."

[sensethevisions]

"Trust me, Locker 327 would have been a vacation." She sighed, picking at the couch. "They...the demons...they were sent to kill me because I'm a witch. My posters led them right to me." She bit her lip. "Cole took me to Crowley and Aziraphale and Dr. Wilson."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Dr. Wilson, yay. Azriphale, yay. Crowley?" Parker's lip curled. "Why?"

[sensethevisions]

"I think Crowley must have seen what happened...what the one tried to do to my mind..."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"And he would help?" Parker looked discontented. "I suppose if Mr. Phale asked, he might. But still. I don't like it." She sighed. "I assume they're all dead. Does Bel think that their buddies will try again?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe looked shaken.

"I don't know...Cole said I'm safe now but...Parker, you tell anyone this and I'll deny it, but I'm scared. They came after me once because of who I am...and when their buddies find out they didn't succeed? Having my leg burned and my mind eaten at was bad enough. I have no desire to become Phoebe shish-kabob."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I understand." Parker sighed. "I wish I knew what to tell you. Have you talked to anyone in the Administration about this? They're making plans to protect the population from the latest vampire attack. They'd have to do something to help you."

[sensethevisions]

"I was planning on having Cole take me to Principal Smith's office tomorrow," Phoebe agreed. "and...wait! What? New vampire attack? Was anyone hurt...did someone make Angel lose his damned soul again?"

Phoebe tried to stand up, but as soon as she put pressure on her leg, she turned about four shades of white as she fell back onto the couch, pain racing through her body.

"That..." she breathed when she could speak again. "Was stupid."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Sit, and let your boyfriend take care of you. No, it wasn't Wings. It was Darla, she's still in town. So after you're well? No going out there alone." She scowled at Phoebe. "Use the damn Safewalk. They're going to start it up again, I think." She sighed. "Get. Some. Rest."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe had learned a long time ago that arguing with Parker was akin to arguing with a stone golem. "I will, Parker. Thanks for coming."

[chasingangela]

Angela winces. "Don't," she says urgently. "We need you in one piece."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe squeezed Angela's hand. "I won't."

She looked at both girls. "I promise, when I get out of here, I'll tell you everything that happened on Friday." She looked at Parker. "Would this be something the Investigators Club would be interested in knowing about? I'm not the only witch in this area."

[demonbelthazor]

Cole shimmered into the South Attic common room, his arms full of groceries. "They didn't have mint chocolate chip, sweetheart," he said. "So I got chocolate ice cream and some of those mint oreos and...." His voice trailed off when he saw Parker and Angela there as well. "Oh. Um...hi."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hiiiii." Parker smiled, wide and white. The resemblance to a shark was probably accidental. "That is so... thoughtful of you, Bel. We were just dropping off the chocolate, so we've got that covered." She shot Angela an amused look. "We should probably leave you two alone."

[chasingangela]

"I think so too," Angela says, smiling warily. "Bye, Phoebe. Call me if you need anything."

"Take care of her," she says to Bel, in a voice that's half playful, half true warning, before turning to leave.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Byeeeee," Parker added, following Angela, then pointing at Phoebe. "Rest, damnit! She tried to get up, don't let her do that," she told Bel as she headed out the door.

[sensethevisions]

"Bye, Parker!" Phoebe called. "Thanks again."

[demonbelthazor]

"I will," Bel said honestly. "Thanks for coming to visit her."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe did not grin over the slightly protective tone in Angela's voice. Nope, not at all.

"I will, Angela, thank you for coming."

[chasingangela]

"No problem. You'd do the same for me. Just don't push yourself, okay, sweetie? See you later."

[demonbelthazor]

Cole busied himself (and hid his embarrassment at being caught doing something that could be described as "mushy") putting the ice cream away until Phoebe's visitors had gone. Once they had left, he locked the door behind them and turned to Phoebe. "What's this about getting up?"