Paige from the Past

Chapter One: Missing Baby

"Police station, Matthews," Paige's boss, Mr. Cowen call, as a file was handed to her from one of her coworkers. She opened it up and flipped through it. Matthew Van Lewen was kidnapped from his parents Gilbert and Alexandra van Lewen and abandoned and Paige was to pick up the baby from some girls who were caring for baby Matthew. She was to go to Prescott Street and return him to the police station where his mother would be waiting. It seemed simple enough but Paige had a feeling this wouldn't be as simple as all that. These things never were. She got into her car and drove to the Halliwell Manor, she hadn't reconized the address but once she was in front of the address she did. This house seemed to be from a forgotten memory, from something she had half-dreamed and almost-remembered. She didn't know these girls; the Halliwell sisters, and yet she did. After her parents had died, she had researched her real parents, or at least her real mother and she had come to the belief that their mother ….might have been hers, although she had no idea how to approach that with the Halliwell sisters. "Get a grip, Paige," she told herself. They wouldn't recognize her, this was crazy. She took a deep breathe and got out of the car swinging her bag over her arm, and walked up the all too short walk to the house. She rung the doorbell and waited. She smiled nervously as the door swung open, and a pretty brunette opened the door. "Hello," Paige said with a smile, "I'm from the Department of Social Services, I'm here to take Matthew to his real parents."

"I'm Phoebe," the girl said with a smile, "and you are?"

"Paige, Paige Matthews," Paige said smiling as she shook the girls hand. She thought she felt something but she shook it off but the girl's...Phoebe's smile faltered as she opened the door wider.

"Won't you please come in...Paige, right?"

"Right," Paige said following Phoebe into the house.

"Prue, Piper!" she heard and heard heels clicking against the floor. She turned her head at the approaching sound and then she saw them in the room, but not walking in.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Who are you?" she heard and met the green eyes of a dark haired woman.

"I'm Paige...Paige Matthews, I'm from the Department of Social Services. I'm here to get Matthew."

"You look familiar. Piper, doesn't she look familiar."

"I think so...maybe she's been to the club."

"Yes, I have. I have been to the club. P3. I have been to P3."

"Why are you so nervous?" she asked.

"Paige, these are my sisters Prue and Piper."

"Look, I've got deadlines. I'm just going to take Matthew and I'm going to go. It's been real nice meeting you."

"Guys, I can't keep freezing her."

"Paige, we need to talk."

"About what? Right now, I need to get Matthew back to his mother, and you are obstructing my duties."

"Woah, are you sure you aren't a cop."

"No, but I know one."

"Paige, wait."

"Let her go, Phoebe." Paige grabbed Matthew's carseat and headed out of the house. She shook hands with the other two sisters and felt something again.

"What was that?"

"That's what we want to know," Piper replied.

"Who are you?" Prue asked.

"I've already told you, I'm Paige Matthews. I was adopted."

"Do you know who your real parents were?" Phoebe asked.

"Look, Phoebe as nice as this is, I do have to get Matthew to polics station. Dectetive Morris is waiting on me."

"Daryl, you know Daryl?" Prue asked.

"Yes, and I've got to go. I will be back."