Piper smirked in amusement. "Hm, I don't know, something you wouldn't mind getting a bit of blood on?" She couldn't disagree with him though. It was something that kept going through her mind, over and over on repeat. They knew, everyone in the underworld knew that Jordan was the last ditch effort to ensure they didn't become an issue to them. Meaning, if Jordan was gone, Piper was only half of what they could be when their powers came together.
It was, effectively, declaring war between the four of them (and their various allies they've formed over the years) and those who sought to take them out. Piper wasn't surprised it happened, she figured something had to happen in the lead up to Jordan's birthday but the timing could have been better.
Slowly, Piper laid down next to him and watched his facial expressions and then allowed herself a smile. "I could have told you that you needed the rest but that would be a bit hypocritical of me." She was the last person to talk about resting since more times than not, she piled the things on until she burned herself out. It had happened often enough.
She tightened her hand around his. "Last I checked, she seemed to be doing fine. I've been giving her some of my magic, hoping it'll help speed up her recovery process." Piper paused, feeling her anger rise again as she thought about that evening. "The two of you were ambushed. Ben and I counted... ten... maybe fifteen various demons, vampires, and a few witches. We're still not sure what took the two of you out exactly but we got there as soon as we heard you both reach out. Between the four of us, we managed to get seven/eight of them but the rest disappeared once they realized their chance was shot." Her hand tightened more around his then lessened the hold once she realized.
What she didn't say just then was how angry and relieved both she and Ben were. Angry at those who thought they could take them down and relieved that they'd gotten there as soon as they could. "I imagine he'll be in soon." Piper leaned in and pressed a slow kiss to his lips. She still felt so guilty and while she knew it wasn't the cause of this whole thing, it hadn't helped.
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It was, effectively, declaring war between the four of them (and their various allies they've formed over the years) and those who sought to take them out. Piper wasn't surprised it happened, she figured something had to happen in the lead up to Jordan's birthday but the timing could have been better.
Slowly, Piper laid down next to him and watched his facial expressions and then allowed herself a smile. "I could have told you that you needed the rest but that would be a bit hypocritical of me." She was the last person to talk about resting since more times than not, she piled the things on until she burned herself out. It had happened often enough.
She tightened her hand around his. "Last I checked, she seemed to be doing fine. I've been giving her some of my magic, hoping it'll help speed up her recovery process." Piper paused, feeling her anger rise again as she thought about that evening. "The two of you were ambushed. Ben and I counted... ten... maybe fifteen various demons, vampires, and a few witches. We're still not sure what took the two of you out exactly but we got there as soon as we heard you both reach out. Between the four of us, we managed to get seven/eight of them but the rest disappeared once they realized their chance was shot." Her hand tightened more around his then lessened the hold once she realized.
What she didn't say just then was how angry and relieved both she and Ben were. Angry at those who thought they could take them down and relieved that they'd gotten there as soon as they could. "I imagine he'll be in soon." Piper leaned in and pressed a slow kiss to his lips. She still felt so guilty and while she knew it wasn't the cause of this whole thing, it hadn't helped.