"This is ridiculous!" Exclaimed the First voice.
"We can't let it go on much longer," added the Second Voice.
"Why should two suffer for the mistakes of one?" Questioned the Third voice.
"But what can be done?" Asked the First voice.
"The power of three must not be broken," stated the Third voice.
"But it can be… adjusted," said the Fourth voice.
"Adjusted?" Queried the Second voice.
"Relocate the power," replied the Fourth voice.
"So be it." All voices agreed, accompanied by a low rumble and flash of light.
* * *
Paige awoke with a start and lay still. It sounded as if a storm was going on outside. She sighed and turned onto her side… only to see her bed a few feet below her! She screamed and fell back down, bouncing slightly before rolling to the floor.
"Piper! Piper, come here! Oh god what's going on?" She shouted, running to the door. It was flung open by a panicked looking Piper.
"What? What is it Paige?" She asked, looking frantically around the room, her hands held at the ready. Paige was about to tell her when she began to rise off the ground. Piper stared wordlessly at Paige floated to the ceiling.
Paige waved her limbs ineffectually. "This, this is my problem. Help me down!"
Piper reached up and grabbed one of Paige's feet, slowly dragging her back to the floor. "You are levitating. Why are you levitating, Paige?" Piper narrowed her eyes, surveying her sister with suspicion. "I'm thinking spell gone awry, care to share?"
"Piper! No! Not the Book of Shadows, no spell. I just woke up and was floating in mid-air. What the hell is going on?" Paige replied, clearly shaken.
"Oh honey, who knows? Levitating is a whitelighter power. Maybe it just decided to emerge in you?" Piper reached out and patted Paige's hand comfortingly.
"In the middle of the night? With no demons, or threats around? I was under the impression that our powers only 'arrived' when we needed them, not just randomly." Paige said, before going to sit on her bed. Piper sighed and shrugged.
"Just try and get back to sleep. We'll talk about it in the morning."
Phoebe, who wandered, bleary eyed, up to Paige's room, cut her off. "Guys, what's all the yelling about? I need my beauty sleep."
Paige bit back a snide comment and simply wrung her hands nervously.
"And some of us have jobs in the morning." Phoebe continued. This time Paige let a small snort escape. Phoebe glared at her. Piper cut in, sensing an argument.
"Phoebe we all have jobs. Paige has just decided to make witchcraft hers at the moment. And you are hardly one to comment on that." She raised an eyebrow and firmly pushed Phoebe out the door. Suddenly her vision clouded and she gasped a sharp intake of breath. Images flashed through her mind.
*** Phoebe… storming out of The Manor… A demon… Cole… Fireballs… An innocent in danger. ***
She opened her eyes and lurched backwards, a terrified look on her face. "I think… I think I just had a premonition."
Phoebe opened her mouth and stared, she slowly turned to Paige. "What… did… you… do… this… time?" Her voice was slow and charged with anger.
Paige stood up and shouted furiously, unfazed by the venom in Phoebe's words. "Why the hell do you think it had something to do with me?"
Phoebe laughed humourlessly. "Well you haven't had the best track record with spells and potions, now have you? Switching bodies and the whole personal gain thing with the breasts."
"Don't you dare lecture me on magic. Hello! Abandoning your sisters and Becoming Queen of the Underworld ring any bells?"
Phoebe screamed and slapped Paige across the face, leaving a harsh red welt. "I was being controlled by the baby! Cole was controlling me! It wasn't my fault!"
Paige tentatively touched her face; Piper grimaced and stood next to Paige, putting her arm supportively around her shoulders. "Would you quit the whole little miss innocent routine, Phoebe? We've heard it a thousand times. Just shut up for once."
Phoebe stood silently, shaking with impotent rage.
Paige's eyes filled with tears and she slowly began to glide upwards. "Oh yeah, I can levitate too." She said bluntly, tears openly spilling down her face.
Phoebe blanched and shut her eyes. "You have my powers. What's going to happen now?"
Piper pulled Paige down and anchored her sister to the bed. "We wait till tomorrow. I can see that you two are tired and in no state to talk rationally. Lets just go back to bed and try and sleep." Phoebe nodded and began to walk out the room.
Paige called to her. "If it's any consolation I didn't want, or need your power. My were, are, perfectly good." Phoebe paused for a second before walking out. Paige spoke to Piper. "Why did this happen? I had control of my powers and was working on expanding them… then this happened. Why? Why now?"
"The powers come when we are ready for them, you wouldn't have got it if you weren't ready." Piper said, trying to placate her troubled sister.
"Being ready for something and wanting something, are two very, very different things." Piper kissed Paige's forehead and walked back to her room.
"We can't let it go on much longer," added the Second Voice.
"Why should two suffer for the mistakes of one?" Questioned the Third voice.
"But what can be done?" Asked the First voice.
"The power of three must not be broken," stated the Third voice.
"But it can be… adjusted," said the Fourth voice.
"Adjusted?" Queried the Second voice.
"Relocate the power," replied the Fourth voice.
"So be it." All voices agreed, accompanied by a low rumble and flash of light.
* * *
Paige awoke with a start and lay still. It sounded as if a storm was going on outside. She sighed and turned onto her side… only to see her bed a few feet below her! She screamed and fell back down, bouncing slightly before rolling to the floor.
"Piper! Piper, come here! Oh god what's going on?" She shouted, running to the door. It was flung open by a panicked looking Piper.
"What? What is it Paige?" She asked, looking frantically around the room, her hands held at the ready. Paige was about to tell her when she began to rise off the ground. Piper stared wordlessly at Paige floated to the ceiling.
Paige waved her limbs ineffectually. "This, this is my problem. Help me down!"
Piper reached up and grabbed one of Paige's feet, slowly dragging her back to the floor. "You are levitating. Why are you levitating, Paige?" Piper narrowed her eyes, surveying her sister with suspicion. "I'm thinking spell gone awry, care to share?"
"Piper! No! Not the Book of Shadows, no spell. I just woke up and was floating in mid-air. What the hell is going on?" Paige replied, clearly shaken.
"Oh honey, who knows? Levitating is a whitelighter power. Maybe it just decided to emerge in you?" Piper reached out and patted Paige's hand comfortingly.
"In the middle of the night? With no demons, or threats around? I was under the impression that our powers only 'arrived' when we needed them, not just randomly." Paige said, before going to sit on her bed. Piper sighed and shrugged.
"Just try and get back to sleep. We'll talk about it in the morning."
Phoebe, who wandered, bleary eyed, up to Paige's room, cut her off. "Guys, what's all the yelling about? I need my beauty sleep."
Paige bit back a snide comment and simply wrung her hands nervously.
"And some of us have jobs in the morning." Phoebe continued. This time Paige let a small snort escape. Phoebe glared at her. Piper cut in, sensing an argument.
"Phoebe we all have jobs. Paige has just decided to make witchcraft hers at the moment. And you are hardly one to comment on that." She raised an eyebrow and firmly pushed Phoebe out the door. Suddenly her vision clouded and she gasped a sharp intake of breath. Images flashed through her mind.
*** Phoebe… storming out of The Manor… A demon… Cole… Fireballs… An innocent in danger. ***
She opened her eyes and lurched backwards, a terrified look on her face. "I think… I think I just had a premonition."
Phoebe opened her mouth and stared, she slowly turned to Paige. "What… did… you… do… this… time?" Her voice was slow and charged with anger.
Paige stood up and shouted furiously, unfazed by the venom in Phoebe's words. "Why the hell do you think it had something to do with me?"
Phoebe laughed humourlessly. "Well you haven't had the best track record with spells and potions, now have you? Switching bodies and the whole personal gain thing with the breasts."
"Don't you dare lecture me on magic. Hello! Abandoning your sisters and Becoming Queen of the Underworld ring any bells?"
Phoebe screamed and slapped Paige across the face, leaving a harsh red welt. "I was being controlled by the baby! Cole was controlling me! It wasn't my fault!"
Paige tentatively touched her face; Piper grimaced and stood next to Paige, putting her arm supportively around her shoulders. "Would you quit the whole little miss innocent routine, Phoebe? We've heard it a thousand times. Just shut up for once."
Phoebe stood silently, shaking with impotent rage.
Paige's eyes filled with tears and she slowly began to glide upwards. "Oh yeah, I can levitate too." She said bluntly, tears openly spilling down her face.
Phoebe blanched and shut her eyes. "You have my powers. What's going to happen now?"
Piper pulled Paige down and anchored her sister to the bed. "We wait till tomorrow. I can see that you two are tired and in no state to talk rationally. Lets just go back to bed and try and sleep." Phoebe nodded and began to walk out the room.
Paige called to her. "If it's any consolation I didn't want, or need your power. My were, are, perfectly good." Phoebe paused for a second before walking out. Paige spoke to Piper. "Why did this happen? I had control of my powers and was working on expanding them… then this happened. Why? Why now?"
"The powers come when we are ready for them, you wouldn't have got it if you weren't ready." Piper said, trying to placate her troubled sister.
"Being ready for something and wanting something, are two very, very different things." Piper kissed Paige's forehead and walked back to her room.