Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed, but I wish I could be in it.

A New Halliwell

"Piper!" Paige yelled from upstairs.

Piper came running up the stairs, and found Paige looking under her bed. "What's wrong with you?" Piper commented.

"Lots of things. Why is there a cat under my bed?" Paige asked. She faced Piper with absolute confusion.

"We have a cat remember? It's one of our protectors," Piper said gently.

"Yeah, I know about that cat. The cat I don't know about, is the one under my bed."

"Hey guys, what's up?" Phoebe asked from the doorway. "I need to get going to work, and I heard Paige yell."

"Paige thinks there's a cat under her bed," Piper responded, herself kneeling on the floor; looking under the bed.

"Would this cat be green eyed, black and large?" Phoebe asked.

Paige looked at her. "How'd you know that?"

"It's on your bed now," Phoebe said.

Paige stood up and looked at the cat bewildered, while Piper and Phoebe left to go to work and take care of Wyatt, who had started crying. The cat just sat on Paige's bed, staring at them with the usual cat stare. Paige sat down on her bed, and the cat continued to sit on her bed and stare at her.

"Why do I feel so weird around you?" Paige asked the cat. Almost as though it were acting in response, the cat came forward and sat in her lap, and continued to stare in her eyes. Then, suddenly, Paige found herself in another place.

"Where am I, and what is that cat?" Paige asked the void.

"I am a friend," a voice said from behind her.

Paige whirled around but saw only more darkness.

"Look down," the voice commanded.

Paige looked down and there sat the cat. "Did you speak?" she asked it. It only stared back at her. "Okay then. I'm just going crazy and believe that cats can talk," she said pessimistically, looking around again.

"You shouldn't doubt so easily Paige Matthews of the Magic School," the same voice said.

Paige spun around to see the cat sitting on a table. "You can talk," she exclaimed.

"I can do many things, but we don't have time for that right now. Please sit down," the cat said.

Paige looked behind her and sat down in the chair there. "Who are you?"

"My name is not important right now. What is important is that I am here," the cat said.

"Why is that so important?" Paige asked, leaning her elbows on her knees.

"I will tell you when we can get all of your sisters together. But, right now Piper is in trouble; demon attack. Let's go," the cat yelled.

Paige sat up on her bed. The cat had just leapt off her lap and ran out the door. Paige got up and followed after it. When she found it again, it looked at her and then looked at Piper. She was laying on the floor bleeding while a demon had a fireball in his hand, preparing to finish her. The cat leapt over to Piper and hissed at the demon and Paige. The demon turned to Paige and threw his fireball. Paige orbed it and threw it back at him, vanquishing him in flames.

Paige kneeled and felt for Piper's pulse. "She's dying," she said. Just as she drew breath to call for Leo, the cat turned it's green eyes to Piper and emitted a white light. The white light flew to Piper, and before Paige's eyes, all the blood crept back into Piper's body and she woke up.

"You vanquished him?" Piper asked, pushing herself up. "What's wrong?" she asked, noticing that Paige was staring at the black cat.

"He just healed you," Paige stammered.

"What?" Piper asked, looking at the cat differently now. In response to the new look the cat began purring and rubbing against Paige's leg. It was then that she noticed it.

"What's this?" she asked, as she picked the cat up. She felt around his neck, and pulled a tag into the light, and then froze in a stare at Piper.

"What?" Piper asked. "What's wrong?
"It says Peter Halliwell."

Who is Peter Halliwell, and what is this cat? Is it a demon trap, or trouble?

A/N: I just had an epiphany, and wanted to write it. Let me know whatchya.