::Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Chloe's heart beats at a steady pace as she lies in bed, comatose. The doctor turns to Andrea, having already explained that if she ever wakes up, there's a risk of brain damage, and that is, as he's said, if she wakes up. He leaves, giving Andrea some time alone.::

::Andrea stares at her motionless girlfriend, her face raw and red with tears. Snivelling and sobbing quietly, she pulls up a chair beside the bed. She sits, tensely, staring at Chloe's calm face. She is silent.

After an age of quiet watching, she moves, and takes Chloe's hand into hers. More silence. Andrea works her mind into a state where she can say something, but she doesn't know what. Painful tears choke up her throat and she just sits there, staring.

Hours pass. She remains. And finally, she speaks.::

"I'm sorry..."

::The words are high and filled with her entire emotion. She sobs, but tries to keep control.::

"I'm so sorry, Chlo. I'm so, so sorry."

::She puts her head down on Chloe's hand, and closes her eyes.::

::She had fallen asleep. She wakes up now, and stares blearily into Chloe's face. Nothing's changed. She's still the same, still dead to the world. Still possibly dead forever. Tears threaten to fall, and a couple do. Andrea sits up and swipes at her face, not caring about how awful she looks. It seems that while she slept, some thoughts presented themselves to her, and now she cannot shake them. Her face darkens with complete rage.::

"Julie."

(It's her fault. It's all her fault. If she hadn't been there Chloe wouldn't have come in and none of this wouldn't happened. That fucking bitch... that whore... she needs to pay for what she's done.)

::She doesn't realise she's crushing Chloe's hand, until after a while she looks down and softens her grip. Her thoughts resume.::

(I must have vengeance for what she has done. For Chloe.)

::Letting go of her comatose girlfriend's hand, she stands.::

"For Chloe."

::She heads to the front entrance, CW.::

::Andrea slowly walks in and gazes down at the still form of her girlfriend, not knowing whether she expected her to be awake or not. She sits down with resignation in her heart, and sighs.::

"Hey Chloe... it's Andrea. Um... so I'm doing okay. My sister Sharon came over from home. She's tried to get me to go back with her, but I've... I can't. I need to stay. With you. There's been a lot of shit going on lately, Chlo, I won't lie to you. I want to clear up with you right now that I was never going to cheat on you with Julie. I don't know what was going on in my head, but I swear that I wasn't going to. I hope that means something to you."

::She wipes her eyes with the back of her wrist, then holds onto Chloe's hand.::

"So yeah, things are really bad right now. I need you, a lot. So much. And... I can't have you. Here you are, lying... I don't even know if you can hear me, but I figured why not, you know? Why not? I just... I'm so sorry, Chloe. I'm so sorry. I am. I really am."

::She begins to cry, but holds most of it back.::

"Wake up, okay? I don't care how long it takes. Just... wake up."

::Andrea sighs, having had enough of moping, and kisses Chloe's hand before leaving, deciding to take a walk in the forest.::

::Andrea speeds in and practically falls on top of Chloe, panting heavily.::

"Hey Chlo!"

::She looks around at all the expensive equipement, the sin of envy pulsing through her.::

"Wow. You've really got a lot of fancy shit hooked up to you, don't you? I think I could do with some oxygen, don't you? Look at me, I ran a few blocks and I'm dying!"

::Sharon knocks gently and then walks in with Prue, tentatively putting a hand on Andrea's shoulder.::

"Are you alright?"

::Andrea jumps, catching her breath and whipping round to see Sharon and Prue.::

"How'd you find me?"

(I would never be able to find them this fast! Rrrr...)

"Prue scryed."

::Sharon scans Andrea's face and decides she doesn't look upset.::

"Let's go."

"What? No!"

::Andrea shifts closer to Chloe, reaching out to touch her gently.::

"Kinda busy here!"

::Prue stares at Chloe's body, looking uneasy.::

(This isn't right. She's in a coma and her girlfriend...)

::She looks at Andrea, biting the inside of her cheek.::

(We need to get rid of these sins.)

::Sharon looks at Chloe and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, wanting to be sympathetic but quite sure Andrea is pretending.::

"Andrea, we need to get that sin out of you."

::Andrea starts to climb on top of Chloe, trying to use her as something to hold onto to stop the bitches taking her away.::

"Andrea? What are you doing?"

::Sharon frowns at her sister and then looks in worry at Prue.::

::Prue throws Andrea off Chloe and into the wall. Telekinetically, of course. Though I'm pretty sure she could do it with her bare hands should the need arise. She's pretty badass. Anyway, yeah, Andrea smacks into the wall. Prue doesn't look at her, instead moving over and arranging Chloe's bedsheets carefully around her. Something about seeing the girl lying there has struck a chord with her.::

::Andrea flops onto the floor with a yelp and falls to the side, slowly pushing herself up into a sitting position.::

"What the fuck!?"

::She begins to attempt to untie her hands with her teeth.::

(I'll wrap this around her scrawny neck, the stupid bitch.)

::Sharon frowns at Prue.::

"That was slightly unnessecary."

::She glances at Andrea, sure she's alright, but feeling suddenly protective of her.::

"She could've hurt this girl. It was necessary. Besides, your sister is fine. Chloe isn't."

::Prue straightens up and looks at the Irish hos.::

"Let's go."

"I'm fairly sure she would not hurt Chloe. However I doubt she'll be coming willingly any time soon."

::Prue's hands tighten into fists in her sides and she walks over to Andrea, staring down at her.::

"You're coming with us, and you're going to be quiet. If you say one word, I'll rip your arms off."

::Andrea slowly gets to her feet and looks at Prue. Damn. The short witch is taller. And really scary. Quietly, she looks to her sister for support.::

::Sharon nods at Andrea.::

(I don't like her threatening my sister, but if it'll work...)

"Come on."

"Sharon! She threatened me and you're just going to let her?"

(They should both die. I hate them. I have no power over people. They have so much. It's time I had some of that power.)

::Sharon rolls her eyes.::

"Stop acting like you're a child and get a move on."

::Andrea suddenly jumps on her sister, taking them to the ground thanks to her Christmas weight (<_<) and wraps her hands around her neck, digging her thumbs into her throat.::

::Sharon yells in suprise and phases, slipping through Andrea's hands and standing up, kicking the girl in the side.::

"Stop that!"

::Prue resists the urge to also kick Andrea in the side, and uses her power to shove her up against the wall, lifting her to her feet in the process. She holds her there, walking up to stare her in the eye. Suddenly she smacks a hand onto Andrea's arm, making like she's literally going to tear it off.::

::Screams.::

::Sharon watches apprehensively, not knowing Prue she doesn't know how much damage she might do to her sister. However she doesn't intervene.::

::Rushes in.::

"I heard a scr-what is going on in here?"

::Prue steps away from Andrea but keeps the telekinetic hold on her, pushing her up against the wall. She looks at the nurse.::

"Andrea here saw a mouse. It's gone now, but I'm very concerned now about the hygiene of this hospital. Perhaps I should speak to the person in charge?"

"Uh..."

(Shit! Not again!)

"No, I'll go and talk to her. The problem will be dealt with swiftly there's, uh, no reason to tell anybody else, thank you."

::Leaves.::

::Huffs.::

"I'm not even afraid of mice."

"I thought I told you not to say a word."

::Andrea opens her mouth, then closes it. She swallows and presses her lips together. Man she hates Prue.::

::Chloe twitches, her back arching upwards slightly, then relaxing, then arching again. She coughs weakly a bit, her back arching again, then inhales sharply making a choking noise, her eyes shooting open. She coughs violently gasping and shaking, almost convulsing. She shakes so hard that she falls off the bed, smashing to the ground. She continues to cough, becoming weaker, blood dribbling out of her mouth, her eyes still wide open, scared.::

"Chloe!"

::Andrea shoves her way out of Prue's powerful hold and rushes to her girlfriend's side.::

"Oh my god... oh my god!"

::She puts her hand out, but pulls it back finding it covered in blood.::

"Chlo!"

::She wrenches her eyes away to shoot a stare at Prue and Sharon.::

"Get a doctor!"

::Pulling Chloe towards herself, she gets one of those cardboard basin things and holds it in front of her mouth to catch the blood in.::

(Ohgodohgodohgod.)

[What's that? A white orb, invisible to everybody, leaves Andrea's body as the sin fucks right off. Well done! You beat the sin of Envy! Now all you have to contend with is those evil powers inside you... g'luck!]

::Prue runs and gets a doctor.::

"... and started coughing up blood. And then I came to get you."

::The doctor, being a burly gentleman, checks on Chloe and lifts her up onto the bed, giving her a full check up, seeing that the blood has stopped.::

"The blood she coughed up was a remnant of what had been in her stomach."

::Looks at Andrea.::

"You'll remember you were told that from the wound in her abdomen, there had been heavy bleeding into her stomach which we pumped to get rid of. The blood she's coughed up now is some of the left over-- as you can see it's discoloured, not fresh blood."

::He stands back and flashes a mini torch into Chloe's eyes.::

"It's really quite remarkable... all body functions are present and in good working order. Chloe, can you understand me? How many fingers am I holding up?"

::Three.::